Devil Slave (Satan system)

The smiling Skull drew closer. By the time Poison had realized it, it was already too late. The smiling Skeletal skull she had seen had actually been Lenny's sword.

He had actually thrown it.

*SLUSH*

The sound of the blade going through flesh was strong enough for all of them to hear.

<59:59>

<Alert>

<Congratulations Host!!! Compulsory task Passed>

<+50 Str>

<+ 60 Sta>

<+ 50 Magic Points>

<New Badge Unlocked: Controlled Desire>

<New Ability Unlocked: WILL (Low) >

<Please note that Host picked Compulsory Task under Growth Guideline for Dungeon. Host must complete one Compulsory Task every five hours of Dungeon duration.>

This series of Alerts felt like mother nature had dosed Lenny with a cold shower from above. 

He had by the fraction of a second barely made it to defeating the last devil.

Lenny had thrown his Sword at the devil. 

This made everybody surprised. 

Poison on the other hand slowly looked to her side. 

Just by her neck, a blade sat comfortable inside the wall behind her.. 

It had made a hole in the head of the devil behind her, but that was the least of her problems. 

Only seconds ago, she too had seen death heading for her.

She moved her neck slightly to the right, and her left hand slowly reached for her neck. She could feel the cold-sharp steel of the blade at her neck.

And then the moment her fingers touched her neck, she felt it. 

it was a very little cut, and a drop of her blood stained the edge of the blade.

If Lenny had only but shifted his attack by a little inch to his left, an important vein taking blood from the head to the heart would have been punctured and that would have spelt the end of her life.

In such a quick manner, she would have become one with the dead that now littered the ground.

The shock of this quickened her breath. 

Poison in her life had never been so close and yet so far away from death.

Her gaze jetted across the distance of the Cavern and she looked right into Lenny's eyes. She could see it clear as the light of day.

he did not have her in his sights. 

If had, she knew without a doubt that those eyes would not have missed their target.

In other words, she would be dead. 

Decay by the side could see the shock in his sister's eyes. 

He too had been scared when he saw lenny throw that sword. His eyes had followed its trajectory. But it had been too fast, and he had taught that he had actually lost his sister and lover.

The thought of this was a quick heart break.

Seeing the drop of blood that flowed down her neck, he SCREAMED loudly as he entered a rage.

His anger instantly took over his sense of reasoning and he kicked against the ground and gave a huge leap high into the air. 

He landed right before Lenny.

His anger was clear in his eyes. 

Decay wanted nothing but to tear Lenny apart.

Lenny had lost a significant amount of blood. 

With the Power of WILL he had just used, he was significantly weak. After all, WILL drained significant mental strength.

It focused control of the Conscious mind on the vast chaotic unconscious mind. 

In other words, lenny was not in a position where he should be able to fight.

However, he had just received boost in both strength and Stamina.

Also, he was a rank 2 demon. 

There was no way that this Decay could possible fathom the level of strength he had.

The Moment Decay landed before Lenny, Lenny waved his hands into the air, a bunch of blades flew into the air from his storage. 

Decay threw a punch forward.

He was Decay itself. Anything he touched decayed on the spot. Lenny had Tampered with the love of his life. 

He was going to show him a personal lesson. 

However, the moment lenny had found a very fundamental weakness with this gladiator.

Decay discovered his ability at a very earlier age, and therefore one of the fundamental reasons why he was regarded as a Remainder.

This meant that he had climbed the ladder really fast, but this also meant that he had heavily relied on his Decay ability for the most of his life.

Yes! This also meant that his abilities in a close quarter combat was worse than that of the Average Gladiator.

And the skills of the Close combat skills of the average gladiator was nothing to lenny.

This made Decay even far worse.

Especially because of another fundamental thing. 

Just like all the others that had tried to use their ability on Lenny before, the Satan System negated it.

Sometimes, it was better to shoot your shot from a safe distance.

On Decay's Arrival. Lenny threw blades high into the air.

Meanwhile, Decay grabbed him by the shoulder activating his ability to Decay.

The familiar scene of Flesh becoming dust until the person that once was seized to exist did not happen. Even the Arena masters back in the Arena were surprised by this. Lenny was supposed to have been turned to dust.

This time around, It was Cuban that chuckled as he turned to Basit, "what!? are you feeling Broke already!?" 

This time around, Cuban was aware of what was happening.  He knew that lenny had the ability to negate powers.

Decay paused in surprise. However, looking at Lenny, instead of seeing despair in his eyes like had always seen in his victims,  he saw something else. It was a smile. A very cocky smile. It was the type one had when they had just caught a deer in a trap. 

  Lenny grabbed his arms and with the smile still on this face, he leaned back into a fall. 

This was a grapple move. 

Lenny leaned back, using his body weight to pull Decay in.

He fell straight to the ground with Decay on his body.

Decay tried to struggle free, but Lenny's legs and hands had him in place. 

"don't worry, I'm the last face you'll see before she takes you!" Lenny muttered in his ears.

And then it happened. 

*SLUSH! SLUSH! SLUSH!*

A symphony of SlUSHING sounds were heard as blades Lenny had thrown into the air pulled by gravity, rained on Decay's back, with one of them piecing from the back of his neck through his mouth.

In this manner, he died on the spot.

Blood from this mouth and body showering Lenny in their attractive red.

just like that, Decay who was a contender for fighting against the Boss of this dungeon died.

Lenny pushed him over as he slowly stood to his feet.

Whether it was Tank, or the other gladiators, they were all baffled at this, but more than that, their fear of Lenny radiated strong in their eyes.

With the bleeding from before and decay's blood that had just bath him, Lenny looked like a blooming rose. 

He was red all over. His muscles were not as Taunt as they had been when he was using WILL but the blood on his body exaggerated the cuts and curves of his body.

the sight of him made two people unable to resist the urge any more.

E666 watched from a hiding corner. Her fingers traced in between her legs and she stroked hard.

Back in the Arena, Lady Vinegar's fingers traced to her loins, but every time she was about to touch her self, she would stop.

It has as if someone was preventing her from enjoying her pleasure, and she had to grab one hand with the other hand in a struggle. 

Lenny waved his hands over Decay's corpse, and all the blades except one disappeared into the storage.

In this state that he was, even the Devils in the room, slowly backed off from him. 

Lenny's fingers slowly wrapped around the hilt of the last Katana. 

His eyes were still above, and he gasped for breath. 

Hot steam flowed from his mouth.

This was not steam as a result of his tiredness. No, it was as a result of his excitement.

They said that red was the most attractive color to the human eyes. 

For Lenny, it was a little more. 

As he stood, he could feel the bulge in his loin cloth. He was so excited that his excitement also reached down there. 

At the moment, he did not even know which he felt more. Was it the need to Slaughter or the need to bend a female beneath him. But one thing for sure was that this feeling felt great.

This was it. 

All until now was nothing. 

Now, he was truly going to face the dungeon.

Now, he was going to spread the seeds of his destruction like a farmer scattered seeds in a farm.

Now, He was going to kill to his heart's content.

Lenny suddenly brought his head down, and his eyes landed on both Gladiators and devils before him.

Immediately his eyes settled on them, the only thing their instincts told them at a Genetic level was RUN!!!