Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 1062: A Unique Devil Dungeon

As Lenny stood among the other competitors, the atmosphere in the arena was electric with anticipation. The air was filled with the mingling scents of sweat, fear, and excitement.

The competitors were a varied bunch, each with their own unique aura of power and menace, their eyes fixed on the luxury box overhead. After all, these were the ten that had proven themselves to be incredible. this included the Beast man that Lenny had cut off his manhood earlier on.

From time to time, he would glance to the side, looking at Lenny with a menacing stare, obviously interested in carrying out his revenge.

Suddenly, the ornate doors of the luxury box opened, and Lamastu and Naamah stepped out, their presence immediately commanding attention.

The crowd erupted into cheers, their voices merging into a deafening roar that echoed throughout the arena. The two women, despite their recent intimacy with Lenny, appeared as if they still harbored a deep-seated rivalry. Their eyes flicked towards each other with thinly veiled disdain, each seemingly waiting for an opportunity to insult the other.

Lamastu was draped in her signature green, the fabric clinging to her curves in a way that accentuated her allure without revealing too much. Naamah, in contrast, wore black lingerie with a veil to cover up that left little to the imagination, her confident stride and piercing gaze even though blind captivating the audience.

Their contrasting styles and the palpable tension between them added to the spectacle, heightening the crowd’s excitement.

"Bitches!" Lenny could not help but slightly whisper. A whisper that made Naamah’s eyes look his way.

The master of ceremonies, a striking succubus with an air of authority, raised a hand to signal the crowd to quiet down. Her presence alone was enough to command silence, and gradually, the noise died down to a hush, the audience eagerly awaiting her announcement.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the succubus began, her voice carrying effortlessly across the arena, "the time has come to reveal the next phase of our competition. Prepare yourselves, for our brave contestants will face a challenge unlike any other. They must conquer a Devil Dungeon!"

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, followed by a wave of excited murmurs. The very mention of a Devil Dungeon conjured images of unimaginable horrors and deadly traps, a place where only the strongest and most cunning could hope to survive.

The anticipation in the arena was becoming more and more electrifying by the moment, every eye focused on the competitors who stood poised for the next challenge.

The succubus continued, her voice now imbued with a dramatic flair. "The Devil Dungeon is not just a test of strength and skill, but of wit and endurance. Within its depths lie untold dangers and ancient evils. Only those with the courage to face their darkest fears will emerge victorious. Let the competition begin!"

The crowd erupted once more, their cheers a mixture of fear and excitement. Whispers of speculation and bets on who might survive and who would fall filled the air. The competitors exchanged glances, some confident, others steeling themselves for the trials ahead.

Lenny stood among them, his mind racing. He could feel the weight of the knowledge he had gained from Lamastu and Naamah pressing against his consciousness, a strange mixture of arousal and enlightenment.

The experience had left him more attuned to the energies around him, his senses sharper, his mind clearer.

As the competitors prepared to enter the Devil Dungeon, the crowd’s anticipation reached a fever pitch. And then Two demons could be seen walking into the place with the reward for this competion.

It placed in a very transparent glass, and it gave off a light glow from its body. This was the diamond fruit. The sight of it caught everyone’s attention. After all, once upon a time, this was an everyday gift from the land, but right now, it was treasure that they would never lay their fingers on ever again.

Just seeing it made their souls come alive with hunger. After all, to survive on this plane, one had to have a certain level of sensitivity to the soul realm. And even though it was in a protective case, everybody in this place could literally feel the soul connection emanating from its body, like a warm carress on a person’s soul.

It was an incredible feeling to behold. Some like Venir were even more sensitive than others.

The sight of that flower made her eyes water, a reminder of the richness and quality she once had in this place.

Tomato watching could not help but lick her lips. She had already taken a step forward when a hand held her back, "don’t! Big brother lenny needs that to defeat the bad guys!"

Tomato was unfortunately a stubborn one. After all, at her core, she was still a devil, although an intelligent one, it did not make her any more than she was.

Also, the last few hours had been a lot of disappointing for her. She had waited and waited and nothing of notable interest had happened.

For somehow that was used to doing her own thing, being tamed right here was not her style.

And so she jumped into the arena, rushing for the luxury box that the two Sisters of Eve resided. Lenny saw this and wanted to say something, but realized that there was no need and held back.

After all, he knew what fate she would meet.

just as he had thought, two demons from the Abaddon royal family apprehended her. In this place, the amount of people that were more powerful than her was much.

The sisters of Eve did not even look her way a little bit.

Instead, she was pulled away by her legs. After having her body decorated with spikes.

of course, it was only painful, not actually hurting her to the point of death, but it did serve as a warning to any other brave idiot within the crowd.

The gates to the dungeon creaked open, revealing a dark, foreboding entrance. Shadows danced within, hinting at the dangers that lay ahead.

The arena, all attention pulled to the dungeon gates, fell silent once more, the collective breath of the audience held in suspense as the competitors took their first steps into the unknown.

The competitors walked through the gate, the darkness swallowing them whole. The transition was abrupt and disorienting, the world around them shifting from the lively noise of the arena to an eerie silence. They emerged on the other side, expecting the usual stench and decay typical of Devil Dungeons. Instead, they were greeted by a surreal and bewildering sight.

The room they entered was vast, with walls lined with an array of boxes that seemed to stretch infinitely in all directions. These boxes were in constant motion, sliding along the walls, floor, and ceiling in a mesmerizing, almost hypnotic dance. Some boxes glowed with vibrant colors, their hues shifting with every movement, while others remained dull and stationary.

The competitors looked around, their expressions a mixture of confusion and intrigue. It was clear that this was no ordinary dungeon; it was a puzzle, a complex and enigmatic challenge that required more than brute strength to solve. The ever-changing colors and movements of the boxes added an extra layer of difficulty, making it hard to predict patterns or find a clear path.

Lenny’s eyes scanned the room, his mind working to make sense of the scene before him. The continuous motion and color shifts reminded him of something familiar, something from a different world entirely. He muttered lowly, almost to himself, "A Rubik’s cube?"

They did not understand what he meant, and the old elve standing cloe to him turned to ask. "What is that?"

"A childrens game we played in my home town when I was little." Lenny stated. "The aim back then was a very simple one. But these are bit more complicated. The colors shift"

The competitors exchanged glances, some nodding in recognition of the term, trying to hide their ignorance as if they knew it, others still puzzled.

They were inside a giant, ever-changing Rubik’s cube. The challenge was not just to navigate through it but to solve it, to find the patterns and align the colors correctly to proceed. At least in theory. It seemed so.

Even the dumbest of them all could tell this much after all, they were able to pass the test with the sphere.

The walls, floor, and ceiling continued to shift, the colors blending and separating in a chaotic yet strangely beautiful display. It was a test of intellect and perception, a game where the stakes were unimaginably high. As they took their first steps into the labyrinthine puzzle, the crowd outside, in the arena watched with interest.

The room seemed to pulse with a life of its own, the boxes moving in a rhythm that hinted at some deeper, hidden logic. The competitors had to not only keep up with the changing environment but also work together—or against each other—to decipher the puzzle and find the correct path.

But there was more to it...