Devil Slave (Satan system)

As they spoke, there was a loud knock on the door.

“Come in!” Victor ordered and a guard walked in, “young master Victor, it’s time for the selection process!”

“Yes, thank you.”

The guard bowed to him in respect. However, as he left the room, he could not help but take a sneak peak at the half Borns, his eyes flashing a glint of hostility before he left.

“We are not very welcomed here it seems!” Perseus commented.

Lenny nodded. “No matter! We are not staying here for long. Once we are done with this, we will be out of here.” .

He turned to Victor, “so tell me about this tournament you want me to fight in.”

Victor took a deep breath in and then out before he explained.

“The Alpha Selection Tournament Rules are simple. They can only be one victor. We are a Werewolf pack. The advocacy of the strong is a powerful standing we abide by.

If you are defeated, you will die. It is expected that the incoming Alpha should have strong backing. And as we all know, there is no stronger backing than power that had been proven through blood and blade.

The first stage is the selection stage. We will be going for that now.

This stage will let the elders know if you are eligible for participating in the Alpha Selection Tournament.”

Lenny nodded at this. Everything sounded simple to him.

After all, it was not his first time in a competitive sport for life and death.

Besides, he had his reasons for being here.

He had to get to the Wandering city and the Primordial Beast as creatures connected with the foundation of the world could apparently help him.

There was also the fact that the Primordial Beast was practically calling out to him.

<Alert: Mission accepted from Victor>

<Mission reward +1000 points across all stats.>

Lenny saw this and a faint feeling that he was in trouble dawned on him.

The streets of the City of Milk and Honey was not as Lenny expected them to be.

Because it was a city that had lived through from the apocalypse till now, Lenny had expected that he would see structures of the old world.

However, it was totally nothing of the sorts.

There were no cars, buses, vehicles of any kind except for carriages pulled by animals.

According to Victor, vehicles were not allowed because of the emission of greenhouse gases that contribute to climate change. The main greenhouse gas produced by vehicles is carbon dioxide (CO2), but they also produce nitrous oxide and methane.

All of which were harmful to the lungs and Werewolves were very sensitive to these things.

For this reason, they did away with anything that had the possibility of making their lives more difficult than it should be.

Besides, it was believed that vehicles made Werewolves weak.

The carriages in the city were used only by the elderly, sick, or nursing mothers.

Every other person had to move on foot regardless of the distance.

Weakness was not a disirable trait in this society.

The only reason they allowed electricity was because magic was used to create it.

The City of Milk and Honey had an old style to it’s buildings.

In fact, they were very old.

Nestled beneath the cerulean sky, the City of Milk and Honey stood as a resplendent testament to the grandeur of Roman-inspired architecture and natural beauty.

With meticulous urban planning and an unwavering commitment to aesthetics, the city was an earthly paradise, where every street and building was a work of art.

At its heart laid the grand forum, a sprawling plaza adorned with statues of mythical gods and legendary heroes. The architecture, reminiscent of ancient Rome, boasts marble columns, intricate friezes, and splendid arches, all intricately carved and meticulously maintained.

This would be where the Selection process would be conducted.

As the sun bathed the forum in a golden glow, it was easily observed by the by the people as a place of serenity and reflection.

But today, it would become the starting mark of chaos and oncoming slaughter.

Lenny could see that the city’s streets were paved with polished stones, leading to quaint marketplaces where vendors offer a cornucopia of fresh produce and artisanal crafts.

They were a distance away but his very good nose could still catch the scent of blooming flowers mingles with the aroma of freshly baked bread, creating an intoxicating bouquet that lured both locals and visitors alike.

Majestic aqueducts and fountains grace every corner, their cascading waters providing a soothing symphony that permeates the city.

Orchards and vineyards flourish on the outskirts, their bountiful harvests supplying the city with a cornucopia of fruits and wines.

Lenny discovered that the City of Milk and Honey was not merely a marvel of architecture; it was a haven for the soul. With its exquisite design and natural beauty, it was a place where every street corner, every courtyard, and every building was a testament to the timeless allure of Roman aesthetics, a true masterpiece among cities.

It was no wonder it was named as it was.

Compared to the destitute of the waste lands, this place was practically heaven on earth.

Calling it ‘Milk and Honey’ was a summed up description of it’s magnificence.

Aside Lenny and his crew led by Victor, he could see others heading into the plaza.

Surprisingly, he even saw witches and a group of Magi.

There were also other groups such as

A group of Minatours, centaurs, Cyclops and many others.

All these were creatures that Lenny had never seen before, and shamelessly, he stared at them.

“What!? Seen someone else you like? I’ll tell Gar.” Vine stepped forward interrupting his thought process.

Lenny frowned and looked away, walking faster.

Seeing that she annoyed him, Vine stepped closer, “don’t worry, I’m just kidding. I can guess what you are thinking. And yes, a good number of these creatures are not from this world. They come from another place.

The Underworld. When Demons brought apocalypse, they did not just create a gate way to invade earth, they created a gate way to and fro underworld to this place…”