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Devil Slave (Satan system)

{Warning: Mature content} The World called me an abomination, a freak of nature, a stain from my mother's legs. Even after righting their wrongs with my blade, it was still the same. However, in the midst of my despair, one person reached out his warm hand for me. Lucifer Morningstar. Even though he is the Devil spoken of in Legends, I shall take the leap of faith and do his bidding. To take breath in reincarnation in another world and Slaughter my foes: Demons, Angels, Devils, gods, and everything I consider EVIL in my PATH Don't get me wrong, my blade is a respecter of neither man nor beast. All that stand in my way shall FALL to the recreation of a world in the image I see fit. ............ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.)

Dere_Isaac · Fantasy
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999 Chs

Last Kiss...

Lenny had gone to great lengths to reach the Chimera queen. He had even gone as far as hurting himself and putting up a fake helpless act just to ensure that he had maneuvered his way through all obstacles.

Finally, he had made his way through enemy lines and was now face-to-face with the queen.

However, he had tricked old man Buckle to the exit of his own life.

And now it was time to finally attack.

He threw three buckets of blood from his storage unit high into the air.

As he did, Crusher had already readied himself.

His hand holding the Darkline energy and flaming spear stretched backwards as far as he could.

His well-fitting muscles stretched to an impressive limit to maximize the output of the shot to be released.

His entire body leaned well. His aim was true, and every practice that he had ever had as a gladiator throwing spears and fighting in the arena came in perfect balance to support his accuracy at this exact moment.