Devil Slave (Satan system)

The Panting Noises were coming from deep within the cave.

they echoed off the walls.

Even though this cave was not all that big, it still had several parts. It was like entering the home of a rich man.

Lenny took his time. His steps were not too fast, nor too slow.

He ensured that he did not make a lot of noise. If for any reason he was caught, he knew he was dead meat. After all, even though he had not seen Crusher’s class number, he knew that he must be very strong.

After all, Gladiators were a basic bunch.

They only listened to the strongest.

Considering that Most of the Gladiators he saw outside were D Classed, It was safe to assume that Crusher was at least c class. That was several times stronger than Lenny was.

Even though Lenny had Strength that was very close to entering the D Class, he was not arrogant enough to think that he was strong enough to stand the might of someone in the C class.

Then again, that was all just a speculation. For all he knew, Crusher could even be higher.

He was definitely not going to make assumptions that could cost him his life.

Then again, he had gone through many risky missions in his former life.

Many of which were far more difficult than this one.

He had gone through missions that had battalions of special agents and special forces men that could easily threaten a nation and come out alive.

Right now, he was putting those techniques into play.

Regardless of how the stones were on the ground, he did not make so much of a sound when he stepped on them.

Every step of his was well controlled from his muscle to his joints and bones.

Yet, even in this careful state of movement, he was still fast while still sticking to the darker parts of the cave.

His body almost seemed to merge with it and become one.

This was the peak of an assassin’s skill from another world, birthing itself here.

Lenny checked all the rooms carefully. He saw Carapaces that were modelled to be used as shields. He saw other Insect parts that were used as weapons like the piercers he was so fond of using.

In another room, he saw what looked like a bed. It was made of the flesh of Cotton worms. However, there was still nobody there.

In the final room, Lenny, at last, saw the source of all the panting.

It was a man on a woman.

He was Humping her from behind.

At first, Lenny thought that it was Crusher the leader of these Gladiators and therefore he became extra careful.

However, on coming closer, he discovered that he was wrong.

It was actually the Gladiator guard that was outside.

Without wasting time, Lenny was behind his neck, and with a wave of his hand, his fingers sild the sharp stone blade across the man’s throat.

The Cut Was Long and Clean.

From One edge to the back of the neck, Lenny’s cut traced artistically.

If a butcher from his former life were to see this, he would be very envious of Lenny’s skill with the blade.

Blood made a rush out of the severed neck’s veins and and arteries, bathing the woman’s back before him.

Lenny Looked at the work of his hands and nodded in satisfaction.

If he was not too deep in the middle of danger, he would have taken the man’s head with him because of how cleanly impressive that cut was.

Lenny suddenly faced palmed. He had almost forgotten he had the storage. He willed and the man’s head appeared in his storage.

Lenny was always one to appreciate a good cut of the neck.

As far as he was concerned, it was one of the most beautiful sights in the world.

The Gladiator did not even have time to Know why he was dying, or who killed him.

One minute, he was at the peak of pleasure and the next minute, he was at the damnation of it.

Just like that, his head was the first to begin Lenny’s collection of fine cuts in this world.

The woman immediately turned. She backed away in fear.

She was about to scream, but Lenny immediately grabbed her mouth.

He was surprised by what he saw. This woman looked so old. 𝗼𝘃𝗹.𝗼𝐫𝗴

Considering what Old man Buckler looked like, and him saying that she was his daughter, Lenny was expecting this woman to look at most in her forties.

But If this was his former world, this woman would have been tagged as a person in her eighties.

Lenny turned and looked at the body of the dead Gladiator on the ground.

Lenny kicked the gladiator in the balls in a few times.

It was just to vent his annoyance that this guy had the guts to bang a woman so old, and even enjoy it.

Then again, Lenny remembered that Half borns grew old fast. It was why they were made in the fist place.

For all he knew, this woman might as well be in her twenties.

“Don’t make any noise. Old Man Buckle sent me to get you, okay!?”

She nodded in understanding and he left the cave with her.

The Gladiators were still enjoying their Orgy.

Lenny carried her on his shoulder and he sped across the rocks to Bugger’s hiding point.

When Bugger saw both of them arrive, he was left speechless. It had only been a few hours and Lenny had done the impossible.

Even with the presence of more than eight Gladiators, he had successfully stolen a prize from under their noses.

Lenny put the old woman in Bugger’s hands, “you take care of her, I’m going back!”

“Going back!? what for?”

Lenny smiled at the big guy, “They are cooking down there, I’m going for a meal.”

“A MEAL!?” Bugger asked, but Lenny had already dived down the rock. he went straight for the Gladiators.

How couldn’t he? By a corner of his eyes, he could see the amount of points he had gotten from killing that one gladiator.

He had the ability to absorb their Life essence.

With just the one he killed, he got

<+3 Agi>

<+2 Exp>

<+1 Str>

This for him, was very exciting news.

There was nothing he wanted to do now than to Massacre.

A crazed blessed his face, as his legs kicked in their excitement against the ground.

Every fiber of his being was in great anticipation for a Slaughter. He was going to be blessing the cold earth with.

His hands waved in the sky and Sharp long piecers appeared in between his hands.

His fingers held them so tight in his excitement that the edges of the piercers made cuts on his flesh.

However, the pain only made him grin wider. The anticipation of Pleasure was just so overwhelming.

Finally, he got to the site of fornication.

The lustful smell of sweaty bodies filled the air.

In their red eyes, he could see it.

The raging horniness that pushed them to near madness.

Lenny kicked against the ground as he passed the first person.

Blood gushed into the air like a volcano that was angry at the sky for being too peaceful.

As it did, so did the man’s head, still labeled with the expression of ecstasy.

As the man’s head was still in the air when Lenny arrived at the second and third person.

by the time he got to the fourth was when they realized the presence of an intruder.

they might have been carried away by the vigor of lust, but they were still gladiators.

Lenny waved his waved his Piecers. Blood from his unfortunate victims wiped off in the air and splashed like water on the ground.

And then the heads fell one at a time.

Of Course if it was before, Lenny would have not agreed to fight these guys.

But at the moment, he had just absorbed some more life Essence from the dead.

And he knew that the more he killed, the stronger he got. Also, he had just gotten an Alert that gave him joy.

<Congratulations Host: level 6 unlocked>

Lenny was smart. From his encounters so far, those of Level 1 to five were of the E class in Gladiators’ Classification. Those of level 6 to 10 were of the D class.

In other words, even though he had E class written on his chest, such an information was misleading.

This for him was the best of both worlds.

A mixture of growth and the blooming of bloodflowers.

This was his ecstasy prime.

In his joy, a few drops of tears came down his eyes.

This even surprised his own opponents.

He had attacked them and then he was still the person in tears.

Lenny wiped his hands with his hands, “forgive, I just get so emotional when I have such fun.”

All of a sudden, the expression on his face resumed its previous crazed look.

“Let’s play, shall we!?”