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Devil Slave (Satan system)

Lenny Tales is a sick psychopathic assassin with a twisted sense of justice who goes around the world murdering corrupt politicians. But at his latest hit, a bullet changed trajectory in mid air and ended his life. However when he wakes up, he discovers that his Death was not an accident, and he had been Employed by Lucifer Morningstar, the one known as the devil. His Mission is to have revenge on behalf of the Devil who was backstabbed, and had the apocalypse stolen from him by his own demons. But as a mere him in a post apocalyptic world filled with death at every turn, with wicked Witches, Devils, Royal Demons, and entities that feed on weak humans as per time snacks, how will he carry out such a mission? Fortunately, he is born again with the Satan System... ........ 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.) (My Discord: https://discord.gg/5Gexp9wW)

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Power of a Rank 1 Hell Beast 4

Lenny looked behind him.

 

Words could not describe the level of annoyance that he had at this moment.

 

However, he was still falling.

 

As he did, his mind kicked into overdrive as he knew that the moment he touched the ground, it would be over.

 

Those things would turn him into marshmallows on a stick.

 

Instantly, he turned his weapon into a reverse grip position.

 

And then, just before he would touch the ground, he used the hand with the sword in it for support, punching against the ground as hard as he could as he lifted into an incredible summersault, much like a gymnast.

 

This intuitive move helped propel him across with flips in the air, and when he landed, it was right above the flower.

 

Instantly, he dug his hand into the last flower.

 

Just like the others, it clamped on tight.