Devil Slave (Satan system)

And Just like that, all three canon balls smashed into him.

The audience watching from the Arena gasped at this. 

Of course, they knew that the devils cannonballs were strong but none knew that it was going to end like this. 

It had happened very fast. 

The angle from which the Bat eyes were covering the fight suggested that Lenny had been turned into meat paste.

It was practically not possible for someone to have been able to have survived that.

And it was true. 

Just one of these things was capable of crushing bone to powder.

Lenny surviving this long already proved his tenacity for life. 

He had truly proven his toughness. 

But in the end, there was only so much that a man without power could do. 

No matter how strong one thought he was, or was meant to believe, foolish decisions such as the one Lenny made by forcing himself to face the Devils would only result in death.

As far as anyone was concerned, he brought this death upon his own head. 

The hit was true, and everyone including the Arena masters carried their own varying emotions on their faces. 

But the most comical was probably Cuban. 

Nevertheless, something told him, like a whisper from the disturbance of a mosquito that he should not peel his eyes from the screen.

It was like a subtle warning. 

Almost as if he would regret it if he did. 

To call this hope would have been too much. Especially because he was a demon, but yet, it might as well have been so. 

Somewhere deep in his heart, he wished that what he had seen was a lie. He wished that those balls would move and Lenny would not be found meat paste underneath them.

This, however, would only be a wish. 

After all, as he watched, the evidence of death showed itself.

From underneath the Cannon balls, thick, rich blood flowed.

The amount that followed from underneath was evidence that the Cannon balls had crushed him well, squeezing every single drop of blood from his body.

However, something was not right.

Yes! Something did not make sense. 

One of which was the fact that the Devils did not back away after they made their hit.

Instead, they remained there. It was like something held them in place.

Secondly, why was the blood still flowing? 

In fact, it flowed even more than before. 

"Impossible!" Basit muttered.

He sat upright in his chair. 

He did not want to believe it, but these things were playing before his eyes. 

Cracks suddenly formed on the Body of the cannonballs. 

It spread all over the armour of the devils one after the other like the snaking and branching out of the roots of a rapidly growing tree.

It spread all over the armour of the Devils, and then like glass that had been thrown hard at the wall, the armour fell in little chunks to the ground, revealing the body of the Devils within it.

For these ones that attacked Lenny, their fate was long already sealed. 

The armour fell off, revealing the soft skin of the devil underneath. 

And then it happened.

It was like the recoil after shooting a gun.

*Boom* Boom * Boom *

The back of all three Devils exploded outwards like Balloons.

Three big holes appeared in the centre of the Devils. 

These holes were so big, that they took both the chest and the belly region of the devils away. 

Slowly, the devils fell backwards revealing the cause of it behind. 

*Doom*

Their dead bodies fell heavily on the ground. 

And there he was. 

He still looked injured, and his mouth looked bloody, but there was a smile so cocky and yet chilling on his face. 

<+3 Kills>

The kill count increased. 

Everyone in the arena watching Lenny's fight was absolutely surprised by this. 

They did not see and therefore did not know how Lenny had done it. 

The Bat eyes had not seen the close-up details of such information. 

Therefore none of them knew. 

But there was someone that had seen what had happened. 

Although to say he had a good grasp of explaining what had happened would be too much, it was at least a start.

C888 had been the closest to Lenny when the attack from the devils had occurred.

Lenny had pulled him back and taken a defensive stance before the Rolling cannonballs.

All he knew was that at the point that Lenny pulled him back by the shoulder, Lenny had taken a stance. 

His left leg slide across the ground, stretched behind his right leg. 

His Upper body lowered a bit, and his muscles taunted up, carving out a more detailed definition of his physic.

He Pulled his right hand backwards. 

Both His arms did not form a fist. 

No! His palms faced his opponents, and then like a loose cannon, he stroke.

His right hand had only moved three times.

One for each demon. 

*Boom * Boom * Boom *

That attack had not only stopped their forward momentum, it had also paused their rotational motion.

Lenny had given the attacks and then he had resumed the stance once more.

C888 that had the opportunity to see it first hand could not believe it. 

It was not like he did not want to believe it, but sometimes, even miracles had to be doubted. 

Lenny had hit the Demons, and apart from them stopping, nothing had happened. 

And then, the cracks rapidly spread all over their bodies, emptying them of their thick shells. 

As if that was not enough, the effect of the attack had also blasted out their insides.

Lenny had only attacked three times. One for each devil. He had even attacked them when they were in their strongest mode.

And that was all it took to end them. 

As the devils fell to the ground, the crowd could no longer hold it back. 

The Arena once more became lively with screams and enthusiastic praise... 

(Author's note: Please remember to at least leave power stones if you are enjoying the book)