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1.Triggering Level 6 punishment大

"Grrrrrrr!!!"

A black demon wolf with its eyes as scarlet as the blood growled baring its fang at a young man who stood silent on a mountain of corpses clutching a scythe in his hand his face splattered with the blood of those he had just massacred.

But in that face which was paler than the moon, not a single sign of remorse or guilt could be seen neither there was the crazy glint that one possessed after killing someone or something.

With the saliva dripping down its fang, the wolf stood on its four but its leg was shaking as it watched the man take a glance at the wolf as if it was an inferior being, a bug that was fit to be trampled under the feet.

"You are the last one."

The young man descended the mountain of corpse kicking away those that came on his way to block his path.

Some of the bodies still had life in them and they hung on to their last thread of life waiting for a chance to escape when all this was over.

Yet he kicked them without any expression or emotion, shattering their last light of hope under his heavy step ignoring the painful howl and groan they produced as they hit the ground shattering their skulls and bones.

With each step the silence in the surrounding was disturbed by the damp squelching noises, as he stepped on the mushy body of the dead wolves.

Yet he was still emotionless even when he could feel the warm liquid wash his naked feet as if he was taking a dip in a warm bath after a long and exhausting day.

"Grrrrrr!!"

Feeling a tinge of pain on his leg, the man stopped abruptly.

"Oh, still alive I see." The man spoke solemnly looking the bloody mouth of a demon wolf that had bitten into his leg.

"Futile Struggle."

"Just do your job and die already!" With a swift swing of the scythe he severed the head of the wolf in one clean cut as if he was slicing carrot to prepare a salad dish like he always did back home.

He jerked his leg to make the head separate from his feet since the fangs were still deeply sunk into the muscle in his leg.

'CRACK'

"Tsk..poor quality item." He looked at the Scythe in his hand that had a crack on its blade. Although he had bought it for three rare demon core which was pretty expensive, it broke after just using it for 3 days and 3 nights.

"I will have to get a new weapon…" He looked at the demon wolves he had killed scrunching his face which was one of a few expression he showed when he was displeased.

"But these low level demon core won't be able to buy a new high level weapon." He shrugged his head in disappointment.

"Might as well get this quest done and then I can finally take a rest." The man threw the broken scythe from the top since a broken weapon carried no importance to him.

A broken weapon was equivalent to fighting for death. It was something he had learnt after numerous trials and tribulations he had faced after his death.

Was it even death? Or just a dream? He was not so sure and he did not even had time to wonder about this.

After he was done with the luckless wolf he turned his attention to the last remaining wolf only to find the entire area empty.

"Looks like it ran away with its tail between its legs."

His voice as cold as the winter breeze filled the atmosphere with another chill, making the temperature drop by a degree or two but no one was there to listen to him except the corpses of the wolves and the system that accompanied him everywhere.

"Well, can't help it if it had run away." The lad sat on one of the corpse, the furry body of wolf acting as a comfy coach.

If he wanted to he could directly chase it, approach it from behind and kill it in one swoop. But he just did not want to do it.

He patiently waited for the next thing that was about to come.

"Status" He called out.

<Ding!!>

A blue tab appeared right in front of his eyes. If it was him from before he would have looked at it with surprise but now he was used it after seeing the same tab for more than two years.

<Name: Cavin Dory>

<Race: Demon>

<Sub Race: Demi Human>

<Rank: Demon General>

<Sub Rank: 7>

<EXP required for next level up: 2300/5000>

That was all there was to his identity. He was a human that had been reborn as a demon of the infernal hell that was ruled by the almighty powerful Emperor of Demons: Lucifer.

He was a demon general that was still climbing ranks by fulfilling and completing missions he did not want to but had to.

"QUEST SATUS."

He yelled neither too loudly nor too softly but if one heard him on a dark and silent night, they would probably piss in their pants.

There was something in his voice that could rise fear in the heart of those who heard it.

The tab switched to something different and he could hear the same irritating voice he had been used to unwillingly.

<Quest: Slaughter the Demon Wolf Pack in the West terrain>

<Progress: 99%>

<Quest status: INCOMPLETE>

<You still have a chance to complete this quest with in five minute.>

<Redo the Quest??>

<Yes OR NO>

Cavin looked at the last option and without hesitation directly answered with NO inside his head.

<DING!!!>

<YOU HAVE FAILED THE QUEST.> The system sounded inside his head just as he expected.

<YOU HAVE TRIGGERED THE PUNSISHEMENT CHAMBER>

<Entering the bloody cave in 10 second.>

<10, 9, 8, 7, 6...>

The system started the countdown but the man sat in silence as he readied himself for the punishment.

The man was not being overconfident, he was just NUMB.

His emotions dead a long time ago after he was thrown into a cruel circumstances without any warning where a moment of hesitation resulted in not DEATH!!!

It was even crueler than death itself. It was eternal torture he had to face as long as his soul was tattered and battered by the inflicted pain.

Yet he did not avert himself from these because that pain was the only thing that reminded him of his true identity.

That pain prevented him from turning into a true demon.

That he was a human and had a human heart although there was a demon growing inside it now, trying to consume his whole existence.

The man closed his eyes and waited for the cheerful message of his demonic system that was sent to monitor him or so he assumed.

<CONGRATULATIONS!!!>

<You have triggered the level 6 punishment in the Bloody cave.>-

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It was exactly his 1ooth punishment ever since he was born in this demon realm with a demonic system bound to his soul.

With a deep breathe and a calm expression looked at the distortion in space.

'Let's get it over with!!'

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