Devil Slave (Satan system)

Lady Hanger turned to Cuban. The expression on her face was one that showed her encouragement to participate.

Cuban shook his hand, “don’t mind me. I don’t…”

“Come on now, I do not believe that you would back off from such a challenge,” Lady Hanger played with her snake hair. So much for having a noble bloodline.”

Hearing her words infuriated Cuban, “okay, I will participate, but no deaths.”

Basit sighed, “Cuban, you have a way of taking the most interesting part out of the fun, but” Basit licked his lips, “If you are willing to bet the two hundred half born females, I really don’t mind.”

“I’ll bet one hundred half born females and one hundred normal human females,” Cuban responded.

“DEAL!!!” Basit replied sharply.

Lenny raised a brow at this. Apparently, Basit’s plan had never been to go after the two hundred Half born Females.

“Good!” Lady Hanger clapped her hands.

If one were to remove the snake appearance, she actually looked like a young lady having fun.

“It shall be a three way battle. That way, it will be far more interesting. Also, I rather not pick one from the E class. It won’t be much fun. While those from the upper classes might be too important for the Tournament. I suggest we use our D class.”

Although Lady Hanger said it as a suggestion, no one wanted to go against her will.

“Then it is settled,” Basit chuckled lightly, “A fight where everything goes, no holding back.”

“Except death!” Cuban added.

“Yes, except death, of course.”

A few minutes later, an area on the air field for a fight had been marked out with big boulders

One person in D class under each Arena master was chosen.

Lenny thought that it the Magistri would pick him.

However, he pointed at D800 standing close to him.

D800 turned to Lenny with a smile, “it seems I get this glory. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure I get them for both of us.”

Lenny chuckled a little, “don’t die. I am supposed to be the one to kill you.”

“Of course,” both men chuckled and gave the acknowledged gladiator handshake by grabbing each other’s forearm.

This action surprised E666 and A222, and even the Magistri lifted a brow.

The match rules were simple. Anything goes. The aim was to bring down the opponent. Death was not an option, but everyone knew how these gladiator fights went.

Someone was bound to meet their maker.

Although not said, every one knew that it was just around the corner.

As such, these Gladiators were going to give it their all.

The fighters on all sides stepped forward.

The made shift Arena was large with enough room for a good fight.

On Cuban’s side was D800 who used a huge hammer to fight.

On Lady Hanger’s side was a very Huge woman who used two long swords to fight.

On Basit’s side was a not so much huge man. He looked a bit aged. He used a spear to fight.

*Surveyor*

<Name> D800

<Race> Half-born

<Level=10>

<Rank=Nil>

<Strength=150>

<Agility=100>

<HP 60/60>

<Exp 145/150>

<Ability= Gravity>

Lenny used Surveyor to check D800’s stats.

Lenny had to admit that D800 was very strong for someone in the D class.

Lenny took a look at the stats of the other opponents.

<Name> D455

<Race> Half-born

<Level=8>

<Rank=Nil>

<Strength=100>

<Agility=70>

<HP 45/45>

<Exp 110/120>

<Ability= Concrete muscles>

The man fighting for Basit was D455.

<Name> D909

<Race> Half-born

<Level=9>

<Rank=Nil>

<Strength=120>

<Agility=80>

<HP 50/50>

<Exp 130/140>

<Ability= Grower>

The gladiator fighting on Lady hunter’s side was D909.

She was very strong.

However, according to what Lenny could see, D800 was the strongest.

Although their abilities would definitely play an incredible role in the fight, strength was already a ruling factor.

If this had been a fight between two experts with years of experience and very complicated skill sets in fighting, Lenny would have found it quite difficult to predict the outcome of the fight.

However, gladiators were not taught any formal martial arts.

Their fights were mostly based on their instincts that had been sharpened over time as a result of constant battles that bordered on ending their lives.

Their fighting styles were not bad. In fact, since it was based in instincts, it was very good.

However, against a modern day fighter with thousands of years of refined cultivated technique, it would not be very helpful.

Lenny could already see the end of the fight.

Without a doubt, D800 had won this one.

The Magistri refereed the match.

“FIGHT!”

Immediately the order was given, D800 as crazy as he always had been rushed immediately for the kill.

Of course, so did the other gladiators.

However D800 was faster.

He immediately closed the distance with D909.

His hammer came down in a heavy swing for her head.

*Bam!*

She defended with her sword.

However, the moment he attacked, D455 took advantage of the opportunity to launch his spear forward.

His aim was D800’s neck.

Lenny knew that D800 was the rash type when it came to battles. However, he did not know that he was this rash.

After all, it was obvious that if the fight was concentrated on one person, the other was definitely going to take advantage of it.

Lenny was sure that something so basic was not out of D800’s knowledge.

If he was doing this, it only meant that he had a plan in mind.

D909 suddenly activated her ability, becoming two times bigger than her normal size.

She pushed down with her swords, increasing the pressure on D800.

At the same time, D455’s spear was still coming for his neck.

D800 suddenly smiled, “got you.”

*Gravity*

He activated his ability.

As he did, Lenny saw with the system that his agility stat doubled. Also, the agility of his two other opponents dropped.

D800 moved his neck out of the way with quickness.

With a twist of his neck, he caught the spear in his mouth, biting on it firmly.

D455 tried to pull but it was no use. D800’s mouth was like a clamp.

But that was not all.

D800 threw a kick that landed right for D455’s face kicking him right in the nose.

The lick had come with very incredible and efficient speed.

D800 suddenly pulled back.

He activated his gravity ability again and Lenny noticed that the agility of D909 suddenly drop again. This time around, it dropped to single numbers.

Seeing this, Lenny could not help but crack a slight smile.

He now understood perfectly how D800’s ability worked.

All D800 did was make his opponents heavier while he made himself lighter.

This was the reason why Lenny saw his agility go up and the others go down.

However, Lenny noticed something else.

D455 had been given a kick to the face. He flew a large distance and landed heavily on the ground.

He bleed seriously from his now crushed nose.

Lenny could see that his Agility stat had been restored.

This meant that D800’s ability only worked within a particular range.

Lenny cracked a slight chuckle.

He had not been mistaking.

This fight was D800’s from the start.

The worse part was that D909’s ability was not the right pairing with D800’s for a fight.

Increasing her size also increased the amount of strength she could use.

However, that meant also increasing her weight.

Against a person that could control gravity, that was a bad mixture.

D800 quickly side stepped.

Immediately, he increased the weight of his opponent one more time, making it very difficult for D909 to stand.

He immediately waved his mallet above his head.

*Gravity*

He activated his ability on the hammer as he brought it down.

If this was a normal fight in the arena back home, D800 would have bashed her head with his hammer.

However, it was not.

His heavy hammer came down like the judgement of the stars.

*Bam*

It came down right for D909’s back.

*CRACK!*

A loud sound was head that surprised everyone.

For sure, D909’s back had been broken she fell to the ground passed out.

Blood leaked from her Orfrices.

The Magistri as the Refree went to check on her. He signalled that she was still alive. However, according to the set rules, she was out of it.

Cuban chuckled loudly.

He nodded his head continually. From the beging of the match, D800 had dominated.

And now, he had even knocked out the first opponent.

Without a doubt, he was going to finish the second opponent just as easy.

D800 had a menacing smile on his face as he faced D455.

Just then, Basit signalled D455, waving his finger in the air.

D455 nodded.

This was not a signal that was hidden. Lenny and everyone else had seen it.

D455 suddenly brought out a red pill from his loin cloth. The moment the pill was revealed, every one had a forbidden feeling.

455 threw the pill into his mouth.

*Boom*

As he did