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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
1144 Chs

Lenny's Game 2

After several more seemingly nonsensical moves, the devil king began to smile. It had come to a conclusion—Lenny was inexperienced, unaware of the true stakes of the game and the intricate devil rules that governed it. The devil king's smile widened into a sinister grin, a declaration of victory already forming in its mind.

And then, the massacre began.

The devil king launched its attack with ruthless efficiency. 

Lenny's pieces fell one by one, the devil's forces tearing through them with brutal precision. It was a slaughter, so vicious and one-sided that even the old elf, despite his long life filled with dark experiences, felt a pang of sorrow for Lenny. He couldn't help but mutter a prayer for Lenny's soul, a rare moment of empathy for the man who had so confidently entered this deadly game.