Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 748 The devil’s living pride

Lenny felt information flow into his mind from the Page from the book of death. It was like a flood into his mind, telling him on what to do. the information was a simple one. Lenny had to use a curse to cancel the curse on the invitation stones and that wa sthe only way that the pillar of light wa sgoing to disappear and the Leviathan royal family left in their prison.

This strategy was like fighting fire with fire. However, Lenny faced yet another problem. The thing was that he did not have a curse that he could inflict. in fact, he knew next to nothing about curses. After all, he was not even a witch. He looked below and thought of rushing to Luca for aid, but he doubted the boy knew much of his heritage, meaning that he was going to be of no use to him. Instead, he decided to ask the satan system “System, is there any means by which i can get a curse, or are there any curses for sell?”

The system answered a disappointing answer, <unfortunately, the Curses that are available to host at the moment are not of the strength capability to seal this tear in the prison set by lord morninstar. however, host does have a cursed instrument that has enough power to seal. in fact, it was used in placing the curse in the first place>

The moment lenny heard what the satan system said, he instantly knew what it meant. After all, there was only one tool of such capability on him. It was none other than Anguis the Devil’s holy Tool. the holy tool that was corrupted by lucifer’s own pride and blood.

Lenny frowned. This was something that he really did not want to bring into this world. but if he did not, The Leviathans will break free.

The last time lenny had willed Anguis was within the void that led to the nether realm. Anguis was indeed a very strong Holy tool. it was so strong that it was capable of breaking through the void, a task that would have taken a lot of effort for even the best of rune carvers in the world.

In fact, they had not been any record of anyone that has been able to do such a thing that he knew of. After all, the void was its own bottomless entity of destruction.

It was nothing like anyone had ever known. And Anguis was able to wound it, and the weapon itself was still incomplete.

However, the problem was in the fact that Anguis had not named him as its master and in such a form, it was living breathing chaos waiting to destroy the world.

Lenny’s mind raced as he processed the gravity of the situation. The Devil’s Holy Tool, Anguis, was a relic of immense power and corruption, something he had always been wary of using. Yet, now it seemed like the only option to avert an even greater catastrophe.

Resigned to the path he had to take, Lenny reached into his storage unit, summoning Anguis. The tool materialized in his hand, its presence immediately palpable. Anguis was not just an object; it felt alive, pulsating with a malevolent energy that seemed to whisper dark promises and omens.

It was a dark fork with each side of the fork the image of a snake.

The Holy Tool was a twisted amalgamation of divinity and darkness. Its surface was covered in intricate engravings that seemed to shift and move in the corner of his eye, telling a story of pride, fall, and corruption. The air around it thickened, charged with a foreboding aura.

Lenny knew the risks. Utilizing Anguis, especially here at the epicenter of this cosmic upheaval, could have unpredictable consequences. The tool was tainted by Lucifer’s pride and blood, capable of wielding curses of unimaginable power, but at the cost of potentially unleashing something he might not control.

But the alternative — letting the Leviathans break free — was not an option. Those ancient beings, if released, would bring destruction and chaos on a scale beyond comprehension.

With a deep breath, Lenny focused his mind and attuned himself to Anguis. He reached deep into its core, tapping into the dark energies coiled within. The tool responded to his will, vibrating with an eager anticipation, as if it had been waiting for this moment.

Lenny raised Anguis high, its dark energy swirling around him, forming a vortex of shadow and light. He began to chant, words not his own flowing through him, a language of curses forgotten by time. The air crackled with power, the ground trembled, and the sky roared.

And then as if on command, the snakes on anguis came to life.

“I am Steal!”

“I am Kill!”

“I am destroy!”

The three snakes each one an abomination competing against the other.

Their arrival sent shivers down the spine of any person that gazed upon them. They were an abomination of supernatural fear.

The mere appearance of these giant serpents each from the blade that made the Fork literally made the air freeze and even the purple lightning seemed to sense the appearance of superior power.

Far away from Lenny’s position, all Demons sensed the formidable presence that had made its way into this world. Even baroness Everbee felt her breathing seize as her knees felt the urge to drop in worship.

After all, Anguis was the thriving symbol of their one true king. An entity that was born of the first sin of PRIDE!

the three serpents each a different look from the other looked down on the world with their sharp gaze as if looking down on the insignificance of all existence.

Even the werewolves, Victor, and Luca felt like mere insects before these entities.

the next thing that happened was surprising. 𝘳.𝑐𝘰

Instantly, Steal looked below and rushed to swallow the same way kill and destroy rushed to accomplish the titles of their nature.

Lenny frowned at this. he had to do something if not things would not end well for those below.

𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝑜𝑚