Devil Slave (Satan system)

“Of course they have been one or two foolish people that have been unfortunate enough to try and explore the Negative realms. None of them have been able to make it back.

For those that have souls, it is essentially a one way trip.” Vine clearly stated.

Lenny thought about Vine’s words carefully.

He remembered that time when he tried to look for the heart of a dead Nether creature in an attempt to absorb it.

He wanted to take it’s power for himself, but then he noticed that the creature did not have a heart.

And without a heart, he could not take it’s blood essence.

Also, creatures of the Nether did not bleed normal blood.

There’s was black and cold. It was like touching the waters of an almost frozen pond.

Now, Vine was telling him that none that had gone there had ever survived.

At least, according to the records, that was true.

Lenny could not help but remember that he had sent Ella into the Nether.

Because of the treats she was spitting out about coming for him, he thought maybe she might eventually make it out.

But it seems like that option was not possible.

The Plaza itself was high and reaching its walls required them climbing a short flight of stairs.

All the while, Lenny conversed with Vine.

However, he still observed his surroundings. He could not help but feel eyes on his back.

He couldn’t help but stop and sharply look behind, however he saw nothing.

Even when he spread his Ability ‘Presence’.

It was the same thing.

Although they were people climbing and descending the stairs, Lenny could tell that it was not them.

After all, this person had intent in their gaze and that was why he felt it.

It was his Assassin nature kicking in, an instinctive reaction to being observed by a person of great strength.

He looked around however, aside from the strange creatures from the Underworld about the place, he did not see anything more.

“Lenny, come on! You lacking behind.” Perseus called to him from up the stairs.

He shook his head as he quickly followed along.

The doors of the plaza were very wide and very high, allowing for creatures like the Minatours and the Centaurs to easily pass through.

On each side of the doors were guards. All of whom were in their Werewolf form wearing Silver Armor, a bit more different from the Bronze armor that Moses had on.

As Victor passed, they greeted him with a bow, his status within the pack was not low.

Victor waved back at them with a smile.

And Moses nodded to them. Apparently, they were his superiors.

As Lenny passed them, he used Surveyor on them.

Surprisingly, both of these guards were Deep level demon existence.

Each one of them was brimming with incredible power.

It seemed like the pack had brought out it’s big guns for this tournament.

Then again, after the event of the Giant Octopus attacking, such a thing was expected. .

The Hall way leading to the Arena point was also large and well spaced.

The walls on either sides had incredible paints and artistic expressions depicting the pride and boldness of the Giant Shadow Werewolf culture.

On coming out of the Hall way was the Arena.

It was as large as a football pitch.

In fact, it was even shaped rectangular like one.

The point of sitting for the audience had large round pillars also decorated but with Werewolf claw patterns.

The pillars held the overhead canopy from falling.

The seat for the audience was well spaced and the place bloomed with fresh air and the scent of lavender.

Naturally flowers were arranged about the place at different angles adding extra effect to the beauty of this place.

Lenny could not help but think that Demons needed to learn a thing or two from these people.

This place was an incredible contrast with the Colosseum of the Arena owned by demons. Whether it was smell, looks or even beauty.

This place made one anticipate the battles that were going to happen here.

Just then, a loud shout was heard from behind.

“VICTOR!!!”

The entire group looked behind.

It was a woman with black hair, glasses that made her eyes look very big and a bright smile on her lipstick filled face, looking to be in her late thirties.

She ran over at an incredible speed.

Immediately, she jumped on Victors body.

Bringing the poor boy straight to the ground.

“Oh my Victor, my poor boy! I heard you got ambushed on your way to the Iron Back pack. I went to look for you at your mom’s hut, but you weren’t there, and then I heard that you nearly died outside the city again.”

She grabbed different parts of his body as she checked for injuries, “come on, tell this Aunty, are you hurt? Did any one hurt you!”

And then she turned to Moses, “you, are you not supposed to be with him at all times. Why did you let him get hurt!” She smacked Moses on the head.

Victor sighed, “No auntie no one hurt me! No one.” Victor tried to mediate but Moses had already collected two more smacks on his head and a kick to his belly.

She was about to give him a smack down when her eyes laid on Lenny.

And instantly, she froze, and quickly, she hid behind Moses.

She peeped at him again, and then she hid once more.

“Vi… Victor!… Who is that?”

Victor turned to her and back at Lenny.

“This Lenny Tales. He will be fighting for me.”

Victor turned to Lenny, “Lenny, this is my Aunt Sam.”

Lenny stepped forward politely with a hand to shake her, “it’s nice to meet you.”

However, she hid behind Moses even more refusing to come close to Lenny.

“Aunty Sam! Is everything okay?”

Sam shook her head, her eyes still on Lenny as her fear was obvious on her face.

“Victor, why is he wearing Death’s engagement ring?”