Devil Slave (Satan system)

Love was the only concept that broke the barrier of instincts.

A mother or father willing to dive in the way of a speeding truck to save their child.

Love remodelled Logic and common sense

Luckily, A222, a nearly hopeless individual like herself, had found love with A123.

Lenny needed A123’s abilities for the plan to work.

A123 was also a different kind of coward. In fact, in most cases, A222 was far more courageous than him.

Seeing as self-preservation was a strong similarity between the two, it was no wonder that they got together.

Lenny needed to convince A123. To do this, he used A222.

Now, the plan has gone thus far.

A222 turned to A123, “Are you ready!?”

He nodded.

A222 stepped forward.

With a few punches to the glass, he broke it open.

The hole she made was just big enough to be used.

A222 then stepped back.

As she did, she covered her ears.

C888 also stepped back.

A123, on the other hand, stepped forward, and then, just like he did in the Devil’s dungeon, he opened his mouth wide and let out a loud but inaudible roar.

This was it. This was BEDLAM’S VOICE.

This was a sonic and, at the same time, a mental attack.

The moment it went out, the Gladiators, already mad from wanting to Mate below, grabbed their heads and rolled around the place.

Even the demons trying to control them were the same.

It was just one roar, but it was deadly.

Chaos had been ensured below.

Some Gladiators dug their fingers into their chests and ripped out their ribs.

One demon rushed to the wall and banged its head again and again with incredible force until a final hit broke its neck.

Demons were tenacious creatures. That demon still did not stop.

It was not the only one.

The Voice of Bedlam did different things based on the kind of individual.

One demon immediately grabbed its own arm and started tearing at it. Eating and swallowing like a glutton that had been starved of food for too long.

Another ripped out its body piece by piece and threw it around.

Another stuck its long fingers into its eyeballs and ripped them out before going on a killing Rampage in the Arena.

For Some Gladiators, the horrible combination of the Horniness from the Chimera Ant’s heart and the Voice of Bedlam added to their craziness.

They just remained on the ground as a terrible mixture of blood and innards flowed through their mouths as if their internal organs had a life of their own and wanted release.

Some cried for help where they were, begging for someone to come end their lives.

Some others, including demons, mounted corpses to have sexual relations with them.

There was true chaos everywhere.

However, after releasing the Voice of Bedlam, A123 and A222 quickly noticed something.

The Voice of Bedlam had only affected a small group of people.

Even among the audience, only a few demons had been affected.

“What is going on? It is not affecting everybody.” C888 stated the obvious.

“Something is wrong! Do it again!” A222 advised.

However, A123 frowned. When this part of the plan was suggested, he was sure that something like this was surely going to happen.

The Voice of Bedlam functioned with sound waves. However, the audience was already clamoring for joy when he released it.

The only explanation for this was the obvious collision of soundwaves.

With hundreds of demons clamoring together, it was no wonder its effects were so limited.

In fact, the major reason why it had affected those below the most was because he had leaned in for the target.

“This is bad! This is bad! A222 frowned.

At this rate, the escape plan was not going according to plan.

They had gone too far and had already caused so much chaos.

If Cubans were to return now, their fate would be sealed in death.

Of course, that would not be before they were tortured beyond physical recognition.

A123 turned to A222, who was starting to breathe heavily.

A123 knew her well. This was a sign that she was panicking inside but trying hard to hold it back.

They all knew fully well that for them to leave this place alive, they had to kill these demons. However, at only rank 1 of the Lesser demon realm, they were like chewing sticks to many of these demons.

Their only hope was Lenny’s idea, which was to use the voice of Bedlam to cause chaos among their enemies.

But that, at the moment, seemed impossible.

Aside from the fact that A123’s ability could not reach so far, there was a practical limit to how many times he could do it.

This was an obvious fact.

Such an ability had its limits.

A123 balled his fists tight as he turned to his lover.

He did not like that look on her face. Especially because he knew that he was the reason. 𝘦.𝘰𝘳𝑔

He suddenly remembered something.

He checked his loincloth, and there it was.

A123 had a little flashback.

After Lenny had stated the plan to them, he called A123 aside and said, “Take these. Keep them well. They might come in handy.”

A123 remembered and brought them out.

These were devil pills. Lenny had achieved a lot of them since he killed Basit’s stock and had kept some just in case of necessity.

Although Lenny himself did not at all need the boost, he had kept them in case he needed to increase his strength and the plan did not go well.

After all, the Satanic system could consume Chaos magic.

A123 chuckled a little. This was it. This was the solution to their problem.

He suddenly developed both a newfound respect and a newfound fear for Lenny.

Lenny had even factored in such a possible error in the plans and created a solution for it.

A123 turned to A222 and showed her the pills in his hands.

Her surprise was apparent on her face.