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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

Did You use master's name in vain?

"Tell me!" Potty demanded.

Crusher tried to swallow but he couldn't. He slowly lifted his one good hand and then he pointed in a particular direction. 

Potty followed his hand. However, Crusher suddenly directed his finger to Potty, raising the middle finger at him, "Fuck you frog face!"

This made Potty angry, and he frowned hard. He suddenly threw a punch at Crusher's face.

However, Just before the punch would reach, a fair-skinned hand from nowhere caught it.

Potty was surprised by this. 

His eyes quickly traced the hand to the person that had caught his punch. 

However, just as he was about to see the face of the person that had stopped his attack, a punch came right for his face. 

*Boom*

The punch was hard and it sent Potty flying into one of the columns. 

Potty was taken aback by this, and he immediately rushed to his feet. 

As he did, he massaged his jaw with his frog-like tongue.