Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 592 The promise of a better challenger

This thought sparked more ideas in Glenn’s head, and the more she thought about it, the more it made sense.

Then again, there was one person who had not said a thing yet, and that was the baroness above

Glenn suddenly widened her eyes as she looked above. Governor Momoa had suggested a temporary team-up. However, who did he plan to team up with?

If what she thought was true, then he definitely wanted to team up with the Baroness. After all, Baroness Everbee was literally the strongest here. Even though she was currently trapped in her city, which existed between realms, she was never able to fully enter anyone as a result of the cosmic law.

After all, Baroness Everbee was a person who had pulled down on her demon rank from the Greater Demon rank just to manage and squeeze into the ethereal space between the earth’s mirror world.

Everbee was not just the strongest, but maybe also the smartest. There was no doubt that everybody would want to get on Everbee’s side.

This was something Glenn was sure of. After all, when she had dealt with those people who tried to take her out in her VIP booth, she had discovered some very interesting things.

The blood that was used to make the other Magi’s and witches lose their negative magic was not ordinary at all. The sheer amount of power radiating from it made her wonder if such a chaotic beast actually existed in this world. There was no way Mr. Augustus would be able to get his hands on such an item.

With this, Glenn could proudly say that Governor Momoa wanted to side with the baroness because he believed that she was on his side; after all, her nephew was with him.

However, it would seem that a prior deal had already been struck between the Baroness and Mr. Augustus.

In other words, even before teams were taken, the baroness was definitely playing both sides.

Glenn massaged her temple a bit. All this thinking was making her head ache a bit.

However, she could not help but smile at it all. After all, no one wanted to side with her, for many obvious reasons.

Then again, her goal here was much different; after all, Lenny had already informed her of what to do.

She suddenly raised her hand, indicating that she had something to say.

All eyes turned to her.

*cough!* “Before you old fools get carried away, I’ll just have my reason for coming and be on my merry way.”

Immediately, Glenn made a cut on her hand, and her blood fell to the ground.

The moment she did this, everyone took a battle stance. After all, she was making a move.

“HAHAHAHAHA!!! Little girl, you are the youngest and obviously the most inexperienced amongst all of us. Are you sure of what you want to do? You want to go against all of us?” Mr Augustus asked.

Glenn shook her head with a smile on her face.

Glenn, with an air of mystical command, stood poised. A rivulet of blood emerged from her hand some poured on the ground, and with a flick of her wrist, she spread the remaining crimson essence across the open air.

As the blood melded with the atmosphere, intricate black runes began to materialize, weaving a tapestry of arcane symbols that stretched not only across the arena beneath the dragon but also throughout every nook and cranny of the city of milk and Honey.

The people in the audience were surprised by this. Some of them even screamed as they thought that they were about to die.

“Don’t worry,” Glenn announced, her voice carrying a tone of assurance that resonated through the emptying arena. “I am not here for these guys.” She geld at the Great Demon powerhouses, her gaze finally resting on Mr Augustus. “The person that will handle you, Dragon, is coming.” Her words hung in the air, charged with a promise that held the dragon’s attention.

However, at the same time, a Big black dog, the size of a big horse raced into the arena. On it was Father Black. He and the horse rushed for Glenn’s position.

With a sudden burst of incantations, Glenn recited a spell that seemed to echo through the very fabric of reality. The arena quivered with magical energy as a blinding dark light erupted from the runes she had inscribed. The brilliance of the darkness enveloped the surroundings, a cosmic surge that painted everything in obsidian hues.

As the blinding light settled, a profound transformation unfolded. The once-bustling arena, adorned with spectators and warriors, now stood empty, devoid of life. A profound silence replaced the clamor of the crowd, and the City of Milk and honey, once a vibrant city of people, echoed with an eerie stillness.

Glenn, undeterred by the empty surroundings, gazed at the giant dragon with unwavering confidence. The runes, now etched into the very fabric of the city, pulsed with an ominous energy. The promise of the unseen figure who would confront the dragon lingered in the air, leaving an unsettling anticipation in the wake of the mysterious spell.

In the absence of the once-thriving crowd, Glenn, the witch, stood as the orchestrator of a cosmic shift. The arena, the city, Governor Momoa, and the dragon itself were now poised on the precipice of a revelation, awaiting the arrival of the enigmatic force that Glenn’s words had foretold.

The stage was set for a confrontation that transcended the ordinary boundaries of the mortal realm, and in the silence that followed, the lingering question hung in the air: who would emerge victorious in this dance of magic and shadows?

Just as the realization that Glenn had just stolen every single soul from the city dawned on Mr Augustus, the air crackled as a portal opened up.

“Finally! He is here.” Glenn muttered as she fainted to the ground. However, before she would touch the ground, Father Black caught her and, with a swift maneuver, placed her on the giant dog, who kicked against the ground, rushing like the wind away from the great demon powerhouses.

It was only now that Mr Augustus and Governor Momoa realized that Glenn had been stalling for time.

A Loud Shout Was suddenly heard from the opening portal, “LENNY TALES… I”LL KILL YOU!”