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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
1219 Chs

Back to the Arena...

In the arena, gladiators fought for the entertainment of demons. 

Slashing and striking at one another for the chance to see and breathe another day, only to repeat the same survival mode again and again.

Another fight was drawing to a close, and the demons were ever so excited for the glorious entertainment that the chaos of fights provided.

Deep within the ground. Under the rumbling ground of the arena, so many activities happened in many of the class areas.

In a particular class area, the gladiators were training hard under the supervision of a demon instructor.

This was instructor Bodat. 

The frog-looking demon was always strict with his tutoring and even lashed his whip from time to time.

Whipping the gladiators into shape for their slacking.

At another corner, some human women were in labor. Producing more children that would serve as food or as gladiators for entertainment.