Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 1091: Athena’s Ecstasy

The creature that emerged from the webbing was unlike anything Athena had seen before.

As the thick, sticky strands of the web began to dissolve, an intense heat radiated outward, causing the fibers to melt away like wax near a flame. The webbing hissed and shriveled, retreating as the being within unfurled itself.

First, came the wings—massive, radiant appendages that stretched out, pushing away the remnants of the web. They were a fiery blend of gold, crimson, and orange, the feathers seemingly made of living flames. Each feather pulsed with heat, their tips flickering with small bursts of fire that trailed behind as the wings moved. The wingspan was impressive, reaching out several meters on either side, creating a dazzling display of light that danced across the runined walls.

As they flapped, the air shimmered from the intense heat they generated.

The body of the phoenix was equally majestic.

It was covered in sleek, iridescent feathers that glowed with an eternal fire.

The plumage ranged from deep, molten reds at the chest and legs to bright, almost blinding yellows and oranges near the head and back. The bird’s chest rose and fell with a slow, powerful rhythm, each breath causing the fiery colors to flare with renewed intensity. It was as if the phoenix’s very existence was fueled by a deep, eternal blaze.

Its inverted eyes were the most captivating part—a pair of burning embers set within a sharp, elegant face.

The eyes glowed with a deep, molten gold, almost like twin suns. They were ancient, wise, and fierce, holding a gaze that could pierce through the very soul of whoever dared to meet them. The eyes radiated both intelligence and an almost overwhelming sense of power, as if the creature had witnessed the birth and death of countless worlds.

Athena walked about it, observing every bit of this majestic creature. She had to. After all, according to the information she had ripped from the Rank 6 hell beats mind, this was the last one.

The Entity known as death, out of jealousy had stolen from them their ability to procreate, and while they were capable of rebirth, the chance of surviving the process reduces with every time it happens.

Such that one time, the creature will not be able to finish undergoing the process and would succumb to death’s embrace. This was how the end of all living things crippled this creature.

The beak of this phoenix was long and curved, sharp enough to tear through flesh and bone with ease. It was blackened like obsidian, but along its edges, faint lines of molten orange glowed, indicating the heat it held within. The beak opened slightly as the bird tested its surroundings, releasing a small, crackling burst of flames that licked the air around it.

Its legs were sturdy and powerful, ending in sharp talons that glowed with the same molten heat as its beak. The claws, four on each foot, were long and curved, each one capable of slicing through stone. As the phoenix stepped forward, the ground beneath it smoldered, leaving behind faint scorch marks.

"Yes! yes!! Challenge me." Athena muttered lowly, as her senses still surveyed the body of this magnificent creature. At the same time, she could not help but feel a kind of heat from her body.

It came from every cell. Her skin wanted to feel it, her tongue wanted to taste it. Her fingers wanted to stroke it, and her loins wanted to have it.

Compared to this creature, all the other hell beast in this place was like the night’s shadow and this was the light.

Even though she had been the one that had instructed for its capture, she could not help but feel that it was a sin for the other Hell beasts to touch such a magestic creature.

Her senses surveyed it some more. Around the bird’s neck was a mane of longer feathers, like a crown of flames, that rippled with each movement, giving the impression of a regal, fiery aura. The mane, a vibrant mix of red and orange, the colors swirling and shifting as if alive.

The phoenix stretched its body, releasing a sound that was a mixture of a roar and a cry. It was a powerful, echoing call, filled with both defiance and majesty, reverberating through the cavern. The heat from its body intensified, causing the air around it to warp and shimmer as if the creature were surrounded by a halo of flames.

The phoenix shook itself, dislodging any remaining strands of webbing, and stood tall, its head held high. The hell beasts that had captured it recoiled slightly, clearly aware of the immense power the creature possessed. This was no mere bird, but a creature of legend—a living embodiment of fire and rebirth, a force of nature that had been momentarily subdued but was now free and burning with a renewed fury.

Athena watched in awe as the phoenix surveyed its surroundings, its burning gaze landing on her. For a moment, their eyes met, and she felt the raw, ancient power that radiated from it.

And then she spoke. "I want you. No! I am going to have you."

She waved her hands, ripping her clothes apart as she dove on the creature. It screeched in the air as it tried to fight back. But it was just a rank one hell beast and even if, she was a bane to hell beasts.

With a fierce jab, she smashed its majestic face in, and then as it struggled, she released energy from her body that temporarily made the creature unable to move.

Athena had become better at controlling her power.

The creature tried to struggle but its struggle was fruitless, under her guidance, its fate was sealed.

She dug her hands into the feathers that were like blades, cutting against her skin. However, she did not care about this.

She used her darkline energy to rip out the feathers obstructing the direction to her target.

Every pull was escorted by the creature’s painful screams.

It even tried to envelop Athena in its flames in defence, but its fire was nothing to her. She was the bane of hell beasts.

Athena’s fingers were able to meet skin. It felt like iron to the touch, but she could feel the rhythm of the heart beat screaming from within the creature.

It was afraid.

"Shush!!! Don’t worry, I’ll threat you well..." her fingers struck it affectionately, as she sent some more of her energy into the creatures, chest, making it like butter, and then she ripped it to the sides, digging her hands into it.

Just like she had seen that day back when she was a gladiator.

The heart of the beast was almost entirely made of fire, and just exposing it to the air made the atmosphere carry a particular smell.

It was a mixture of soothing herbs. So soothing that even the other hell beasts around could not help but take deep breaths.

Athena raise her head, meating its inverted eyes that shone like the hidden golden treasures of dead forgotten king.

"Its not your fault. You just had to be the one.."

She dug into its heart. Touching the heart of a hell beast as she was doing should have burnt her to nothingness in the very least, but instead, Athena’s hands glowed with red golden runes that danced around her arms.

She dug into the heart like one would cup water from a stream to their mouth and then she took a bite from the fetched flesh.

It was like honey in form of fire as it rushed down her throat. Instantly, the rest of her body glowed with red golden runes.

As they did, her long black hair began to glow a different color.

It was gold all over with firey red towards the end.

Athena wanted to servor this moment even more, but the feeling was just too good and all of her body screemed in the ecstasy of pleasure.

she wanted more. If she had more mouths on her body, she would definitely feed off the creature even faster.

Its essence did a lot of things to her. Her breathing became heavier. She could not hold it back any longer, she wanted pleasure. All of it that it could offer to her.

Her fingers commanded the creature’s body and the flesh underneath her morphed, changing shape, instantly becoming a rod that charged through her moist wetness underneath.

The penetration made her moan out loudly.

A sensation she could not help but indulge. The Pheonix cried in its pain as Athena fed on its heart even more as she rode on it, using its skin now in rod form to stimulate her insides.

Every part of her enjoyed the combination of ecstasy that flowed from both places.

It was like an ecstasy agreement of her body, her mind and her soul.

As the creature cried its way to death, she moaned her way through ecstasy. Eating its heart even faster. Its lava like blood staining her skin all over, but doing her no harm.

And then one final cry in the air. It was so overwhelming that her toes coiled in the pleasure and the hollow sockets where her eyes should be revealed two low glows of triangular pattern, and then it all stopped, as she fell forwards into the hole on the chest she had created...