Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 1195: BasketFace Technique

"Back then, your kind had fed on us like livestock, supporting a demon governor that only took delight in our suffering." As Perseus spoke, he could see that the High Elf soldiers were becoming uncomfotrtable with the things that he revealed.

"Oh, so you guys are not aware, are you? You are here at the command of a demon that gives human life as much value as that of ants."

"Shut up!" one of the elven soldiers brazenly spoke up, "humans are all lesser creatures. Our commander might be a demon, but you humans are as best as ants."

Perseus raised a brow at this. Careful observation of the face of the person that had spoken and he could tell that even though the high elves were a proud bunch, even them did not entirely believe that humans were like ants. after all, they too had suffered from the hands of demons.

Whether royal demons or not, all demons were enemies of the High elves.

Perseus tried to think hard and put a finger on it, but it was not easy. he wanted to know why a demon was working... No! commanding elves in a city of High Elves.

Basket face could almost tell what was on Perseus’s mind and proceeded to explain. "before I was a vassal of governor Momoa, I was first a servant of my lady, the Queen. I was only handed over to governor Momoa as a means to protect the Princess—Princess Vinegar."

Perseus raised a brow at those words. he clearly remembered lady vinegar. After all, she had been one of Lenny’s women, and a very feisty one to booth. Both to think that she was actually a half high elf and the princess of a hidden ancient city was a lot.

But this was great. At least in his opinion, it presented an opportunity of sorts. Immediately, Perseus stepped forward, "since you are a servant of PRINCESS Vinegar, then I’ll like to plead my case to her. We.... the Princess and my king have a history that cannot be so forgotten. I am sure that if she sees me, you will want to listen to what I have to say next."

However, Basket face suddenly raised a hand, and dark fire was summoned on it. This was action that made Perseus take a ready stance for a fight.

"Unfortunately for you, the Princess is...out for the moment, but I will extend your greetings to her. Or at least your last words."

In saying this, he launched the flames in his hands at Perseus. Perseus did not move. Instead, he raised a hand to defend against the attack, waving Darkline energy to combat the assault.

Perseus had grown. He was now a great Demon existence. But that was not all, he was at the peak of Great demon. A little more and he would fully break through into becoming a greater demon existence.

Of course, a great reason for his growth was the family blessing that came with being a royal family member, his origin as being part human. There was also the fact that he was a man that had gone through countless dangers and enjoyed a lot of rare elixers through the many years outside the eighth earth.

Basket face on the other hand, had barely moved in strength. He was a rank 6 Deep Demon.

Surely, this attack of his was nothing.

However, when the attack hit, Perseus could not help but take a step back. he managed to block the attack, but it still moved him a bit.

Surprise etched on his face. This was surprise that even Basket face noticed. He chuckled a bit, "you are surprised aren’t you? After all, its clear that you have grown, but this place is the land of high elves, and in this place, it is believed that Creation magic is the most foundational of all magic sources. The hands of the One Above All on the lives of all."

Perseus suddenly looked down and then he noticed it. It was not just below his feet, but every where he looked.

Of course, one needed good perceptive skills to notice. Every brink that made the walls of the houses, the roofs, even the roads. It was everywhere in this city.

These were runes that had a particular formation to them.

Perseus raised his leg and smashed hard on the ground.

But it was of no use. Even destroying the road did nothing to the runes. Perseus sent his senses outward into the general environment and that was when he noticed.

These were not just runes. No, it was laws. The entire city was one giant law containing a bunch of other laws.

It was at such a time that he noticed that each of the Elven soldiers including the Demon, Basket face had a rune that seemed to come to life on his arm.

Even though it was a rune, more like a tattoo on skin, it moved like it had a life of its own.

Perseus suddenly came to a realization, they were syphoning their power.

The runes were draining them and giving their power to the Elves.

Perseus frowned at this. He hated the fact that he had not noticed this a long time ago.

However, Perseus was as stubborn as they came.

From his fingers, Green lightning crackled continually as he prepared himself to fight.

Basket face fired off blasts of fire again, but this time around, perseus was ready for them, meeting them head on with his green lightning, pathing them like it was Moses at the red sea.

"Is that all you got... Demon?" Perseus taunted.

Basket face frowned a bit, "Let me show you why I am known as Basket face." On saying this, his Darkline energy diffused into the atmosphere, rushing out of his body like a river, and then Perseus saw it.

Anything that the Darkline energy touched turned into little pieces, like chopped carrot... looking like the holes of a basket....