Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 990: Welcome Dinner

Lenny was a Great Demon ranked existence and the She-devil was a greater Devil existence.

this meant that their rumble in the sheets was going to take a very long time. However, Lenny tried not to get too carried away, after all, he only had so much time to spare.

In truth, with their incredible stamina, they could go at it from days to weeks. After all, at their stage, they were practically godly beings.

Nevertheless, there was much work to be done. And Lenny was not one that would indulge in pleasure for a long time. All he wanted to do was ease the fatigue of his mind. And indeed, it worked good for him.

After which he talked some more with the She devil. To Lenny’s surprise, she had no allegiance to the Devil King.

In fact, Lenny could see that she did not even like him one bit.

But that did not also mean that she liked Lenny either. Their spark and rumble was not love, but satisfaction as a result of circumstances. However, Considering the fact that she just had him inside her, he was in a more favorable in her mind than the Devil King.

According to her, he had a habit of trying to eat everything, including the other Devil Bosses, and as such, she had lost a limb to his appetite several times.

Of course, this made the others very very wary of him, and in one occasion, band against him. But unfortunately, they were not able to kill him.

Lenny listened to her as best he could, jotting down important points about the battle that the Devil King had with the other Bosses.

Lenny was not a filed warrior by nature. He was an assassin. His field of expertise laid in confronting an enemy who was already dead in his mind.

That was how he had won all the others and that was what he was going to do for this opponent too.

After which, Lenny thanked her properly, promising her that she might even get to taste the Devil King meat. Naturally, this excited her.

Although, from the way she stared at him, he could tell that she still contemplated the idea of letting him go or pinning him down and feeding on him.

Then again, her zeal to see If Lenny could actually pull off such an impossible task was more pressing.

Basically, she wanted to watch the battle.

Lenny began his plans for the Devil king immediately. Considering the things he had just heard about the Devil king, he was very skeptical about his tricks working for such a figure.

After all, in the face of absolute power, tricks were nothing but the amusing impressions of a clown.

Nevertheless, only a clown was allowed to make fun of the King and get away with it.

Only that he had to be more precise with it.

Although not enough time, Lenny still took some minutes to check his inventory for anything that could give him an edge in the upcoming battle.

Of course, he found something of incredible significance. Hopefully, it worked.

The time had come.

Lenny walked into the last floor of the Devil Dungeon. Unlike the other levels, there were no devil minions here. According to the She-Devil he had encountered, the minions were terrified of the Devil King, who even fed on them.

Considering the rumors and tales Lenny had heard about this Devil King, he wasn’t surprised. What truly caught him off guard was the appearance of this place.

It looked like the outside world. The entire chamber was bright, despite the absence of any apparent source of sunlight. Trees with enticing fruits dotted the landscape, their branches heavy with vibrant, glistening produce that promised sweetness and nourishment. The air was filled with the soft rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds, giving the illusion of a peaceful, serene environment.

Yet, the moment Lenny stepped inside, a deep sense of wrongness washed over him. His nose, honed by countless battles and encounters with danger, caught a whiff of something off. Beneath the facade of nature’s beauty, there was a pungent undercurrent, a scent that spoke of decay and malevolence.

Lenny suddenly spoke up, his voice cutting through the eerie tranquility. "Don’t worry, you do not need all these things to entice me. I came on my own accord."

As his words echoed through the space, a deep, bone-chilling laughter resonated from the other side. It was a sound that seemed to vibrate through his very bones, cold and mocking.

Instantly, the trees and animals that appeared to be grazing in peace and harmony began to melt, their forms dissolving like lava flowing down a hill. The vibrant greenery and the enticing fruits turned into viscous, shimmering liquid, pooling together in a grotesque transformation.

The melted parts moved with a life of their own, slithering and converging into a vast pool, three hundred meters wide. The liquid, though bright and golden like honey, radiated a sinister aura. It bubbled and churned, releasing a noxious scent that made Lenny’s stomach churn. This wasn’t just any ordinary substance; it was poison, pure and deadly.

The idyllic landscape was revealed for what it truly was—a deceptive trap. The trees that had seemed so inviting, with their luscious fruits, were mere illusions masking a deadly threat. The air, previously filled with the sounds of nature, now buzzed with a menacing undertone, a reminder of the danger that lurked beneath the surface.

Lenny frowned, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sight before him. The golden liquid shimmered with a deceptive beauty, its surface reflecting the ambient light in a way that made it almost hypnotic. But he knew better. This was no ordinary poison; it was a concentrated essence of malevolence, Jin essence, and chaos magic designed to ensnare and destroy.

Sighing to himself, Lenny spoke again, his voice steady and unwavering. "Show yourself, Devil King. I have come for you, not your...illusions."

The laughter echoed once more, louder this time, as if the very walls were mocking him. The ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, and from the far end of the chamber, a figure began to emerge from the pool. The Devil King, towering and imposing, stepped forward, his eyes glowing with an unnatural light.

"So, you have come," the Devil King intoned, his voice a low rumble that seemed to shake the very air. "Welcome... Dinner. Let’s see if you are worthy to grace my pallet with your taste."