Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 751 Before The Battle.

?With all the chaos that had happened in this place, the undead army was now no more, and slowly, the dark sky above saw light for the first time in many years.

The land had been terribly hurt but with enough time, it would eventually heal. Such was the way with mother nature. She had a way of always putting herself first.

As lenny and the others flew through the sky, Luca gave coordinates for their travel. They needed to return back to his territory to reorganize.

A major battle with Cuban the great demon was coming and they needed to be prepared for it. Also, Lenny needed to get his thoughts in order. soon the territory was in sight.

As the territory loomed in the distance, a sense of urgency gripped Lenny. The upcoming confrontation with Cuban was not just any battle — it was a pivotal clash that could shape the fate of the entire world. He knew too well that Cuban, a demon of great cunning and power, would not be an easy foe to vanquish.

The territory, once vibrant and full of life, now bore the scars of constant battles and turmoil. It was nothing like it had been ten years ago when Lenny had first been here. Apparently, still recovering from the damage all those years ago.

With the dark high walls around its edges, it was practically a fortress.

The once-lush landscapes were marred with the remnants of magical and physical combats. Despite this, Lenny could feel a sense of resilience emanating from it — a testament to the indomitable spirit of its inhabitants.

Along the way, Allison, carrying jasper, joined them.

the sight of her was quickly acknowledged by Luca. His gaze on her was one that he could not hide.

However, she only gave a casual glance at him, paying her respect to Victor, her great grand father, and then she flew beside Lenny. her gaze on him more of affection and respect.

Victor was an old wise man. He could clearly see the change in her. This was especially true for the new color of her eyes that was very obvious to him. "Hmmm!" he commented silently.

With the other Werewolves in toll, it was a silent journey back to the Territory.

As they approached, Luca's expression grew more solemn. "This is where we part ways for now," he said, his voice tinged with a mixture of determination and apprehension. "I need to gather our forces and prepare for what's coming. We can't let Cuban's reign of terror continue."

Lenny nodded in agreement. "Make sure your people are ready. This is not going to be an ordinary fight. Cuban will throw everything he has at us."

Turning to Jasper and Allison, Lenny added, "We'll need every advantage we can get. Any information, any resource, any ally that can tip the scales in our favor must be utilized."

Jasper, still in awe of the recent events and the role Lenny played in them, nodded silently, her eyes full of resolve. She had lived a life in the wastelands, she indeed had connections that could prove useful.

After all, this battle was going to be the significant point, in the turning of the earth's future. Everyone was called to battle.

Allison, her expression hardened by the battles she'd faced, replied, "We'll be ready, Lord lenny. You can count on us."

She was the person in charge of the Werewolves that had come from Imperilment.

With the battles that had ensured, they had no choice but to regroup and reorganize. The faster, the better.

As they landed within the territory, the mood was tense but focused. People hurried about, fortifying defenses and preparing for the impending battle. The air was thick with a mix of fear and determination.

Lenny surveyed the territory, his mind racing with strategies and plans. He knew that the coming battle would not just be a test of strength but also of wits and will.

He turned to Victor. "We need to debrief and plan. Every second counts now."

Victor nodded. "Let's gather the council. We have much to discuss."

The revelation about Cuban's horrifying strategy cast a shadow over the council meeting. The room, already filled with a sense of urgency, now echoed with a new level of gravity. Father Black leaned forward, his eyes reflecting the seriousness of the situation. "That's monstrous," he murmured. "Using human lives as a means to an end like that..."

Lenny's jaw tightened. "Cuban's ambition knows no bounds. He's been playing a long game, and we've been behind the curve. We need to stop him, not just for our sakes but for the future of humanity."

Victor, his expression grim, added, "If he's been at this for ten years, he might already have a significant number of stones. We must assume he's stronger than we anticipated. Half borns breed fast like rabbits. he should have had millions of souls to recreate the lost stones."

Lenny nodded in agreement. "We need to act fast. First, we need to gather our forces. Coco's army will be a valuable addition, but we need more than just numbers. We need a strategy that can outwit Cuban and exploit his weaknesses."

Luca, who had been quietly listening, spoke up. "What about the other witches and magical beings? Can we rally them to our cause?"

"It's worth a try," Lenny replied. "But we can't bank on it. We need to prepare for the worst-case scenario — facing Cuban and his forces head-on with what we have."

The room fell into a thoughtful silence as each member pondered the enormity of the task ahead. Lenny stood up, his resolve clear in his eyes. "I'll start working on a battle plan. We need to be ready to move at a moment's notice. In the meantime, gather as much intel as you can about Cuban's movements and the location of the other Invitation Stones. Coco plans to move in Three days. We will also move in three days."

As the meeting adjourned, the council members dispersed, each with their own tasks. Lenny knew that the coming days would be pivotal in the history of their world. The battle against Cuban wasn't just a fight for survival; it was a fight for the freedom and future of every soul on Earth.

Lenny stepped out of the council chamber, gazing at the sky above. The weight of leadership and the enormity of the impending battle weighed heavily on him, but he also felt a fire burning within him — a determination to see this through to the end, no matter what it took. The fate of the world hung in the balance, and he was ready to fight for it with every ounce of his being.