Devil Slave (Satan system)

This courtyard was a very wide one, and Lenny had the maids align a range of lab materials he was to work with.

The moment the idea to make the substance was born in his head, he immediately went to work on it.

It was without hesitation, and deep down, a part of him was nearly excited at the idea that he was about to create something so special.

After all, as the world’s greatest assassin in his former world, his knowledge of chemistry was large and wide.

He could easily compete with those genius scientists who worked for pharmaceutical companies.

It was just a pity that he was not interested in saving the world their way, but in eradicating the vermin that crawled on it.

Meanwhile, Ella watched him from a balcony.

“What is he doing?” She asked the maid behind her.

“He said it’s poison to get the guardian beasts.”

Ella sighed when she heard this.

After all, she too had tried something similar a long time ago, but it did not end well. 𝙚𝙤𝙫𝙚𝒍.𝒐𝙧𝙜

The invitation stone just changed the pocket space to adapt to the situation.

The moment there was a threat to life within the pocket space, the world would change.

“Tell him I said death should not be the goal, but victory.” She instructed the maid.

The maid bowed and went to inform Lenny down the stairs.

Lenny turned to the balcony and nodded in understanding and thanks for the contribution.

After all, he needed as much insight as he needed, even though he already knew this.

After a range of mixtures, he finally came up with three different vials.

Each one was as abominable as the last.

The first was green in color. The second was white, and the last one was blue.

Lenny waved a hand, and Mani, who acted as his assistant, stepped forward with the experiment subjects.

The first was a patch of grass that had been harvested from the pocket space.

The second was a pig gotten from the farm.

Lenny wanted to know the effects that the vials he created would have on the vegetation within the pocket space.

He carefully poured the first vial onto the patch of grass.

Unfortunately, the moment he did, it completely died.

It had failed.

There was no need to test it on the pig.

The second vial, which was the white one, was poured onto the grass.

Fortunately, it worked.

The grass did not die.

He decided to introduce it to the pig’s body by poisoning the animal’s water source.

However, the moment the pig drank it, its face began to melt off on its own.

Lenny shook his head.

This was still not what he wanted.

After that, he tried the third vial, but this time around, the blue vial worked for the patch of grass, but when it got to the animal, all it did was give it blue dots on its body.

This, of course, was a big fail.

Lenny frowned at this.

From the last two, he could see the crust of the problem.

He had to look for what he could use for both plants and animals that would bring about the result he wanted in plants and also a different result in the animal, all without causing damage to the plant but causing an entirely different phenomenal in the animal that could aid him in his battle without the invitation stone thinking that the Minatours had been hurt or poisoned.

In truth, as much as this was a trick on Mother Nature, it was also a trick on the invitation stone.

A trick that had to be done in one fell swoop

Lenny thought hard about this as he went back to his drawing board.

In this manner, another day passed.

It was now four days until the summer solstice.

The blood moon was close, but Lenny only felt further away from his goal.

This was a challenge unlike anything he had ever felt before.

He had to run through the entire periodic table again and again, but all the experiments came out fruitless.

In truth, he was starting to get very frustrated about the problem.

However, it did not mean that he stopped.

At one point, he had become so angry that he had carried a pig and stabbed it again and again, about a hundred times, just to vent his frustration.

Mani had watched from the corner, not stopping him at all.

She understood that he needed to let off some steam.

It was only after he had destroyed the pig to his satisfaction did she open her mouth.

Of course, she once more offered herself to relieve his stress.

At this point, the offer was far more tempting than ever.

However, Lenny refused it.

He did not want the reward of pleasure when he did not believe he was deserving of it.

Once more, Lenny decided to give the work a different approach.

This time around, he dissected a pig and studied its insides.

Although he already had very extensive knowledge of animal and human anatomy, he really needed to know if he was doing things the right way or if his time as a gladiator had dulled his knowledge.

He used many of the internal parts and observed their reactions and effects when introduced into different chemical environments, all of which were mixtures of his own making.

Unfortunately, the results were still the same.

In the same manner,yet another day passed by.

Now, there were three days left until the solstice.

It was three days until the blood moon night.

Lenny knew that he had to do whatever it took to accomplish this goal, and in truth, he had gone really far.

At least he understood that the problem was not in the animal but in the chemical mixtures that he used.

In other words, what he needed were not chemicals for this work but certain plant enzymes and hormonal fluids.

However, this was easier said than done…