Devil Slave

<Alert: A trace of noble bloodline detected>

<Consume to Unlock special ability>

This alert had come as a surprise to Lenny. However, at the same time, he also knew that if he stepped out of line, he was going to be dead meat.

At the moment, he only had lesser demon strength of rank 2.

Even the Magistri of rank 5 dealth with him using just his Darkline energy.

Lenny was not a fool. As crazy and full of surprises as he was, even he knew that a deep level demon would shred him to bits.

Cuban was accompanied by the Magistri on one side and a frog headed demon on the other side.

As he arrived, the Magistri gave the order, "all kneel before Cuban descendent of Asmodeus, touched nine of the First Fallen."

pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ Immediately the order was given, they all kneeled before Cuban.

Cuban walked steadily, and then he stopped right in front of Lenny.

At the same time, Lenny got an old but familiar Alert. It was one he had nearly forgotten about.

<Red Alert: You have bowed before a demon: All Stats will be Halved for one hour>

The first time Lenny had bowed to a demon was back when he had newly entered the E class in the Arena.

Back then, he had been punished for bowing to a demon with having his powers halved by 5 minutes.

However, it was currently totally different.

Maybe it was his increase in strength, but an hour punishment was what he had been served.

"Fuck it!" Lenny cursed in his head. However, just like the others, he remained bowed.

Cuban stopped right in front of Lenny, and then he turned to the Magistri and nodded.

The Magistri, understanding his master's intentions gave the order.

"Raise your heads!"

With their knees still on the ground, they raised their heads.


Cuban however only had his eyes on Lenny.

He leaned in and stared at him for a good few seconds, pulling Lenny's eyes to his own.

After a while, he cracked a smile.

He left Lenny and turned away.

"This town is called the Town of spring. It is a subspace in a very big world," Cuban addressed them. His voice was deep and sounded a bit las if he was barely talking through water.

As he talked, Lenny had his eyes to observe him.

Lenny wanted to use his ability 'Surveyor' on him, but his instincts Adviced otherwise.

Cuban looked different up close.

Of course he still looked big and broad, but a closer look and one could see that the Magistris were modeled after him.

However, his skin unlike their own, was reddish and the hair that grew on his skin very black.

Just like the Magistri, he had Hooves. His presence was filled with confidence and control. It was like he had the world to his fingers.

If this was the former world. Many women would find such traits as rare and sexy in a man. But in the demon world, such was only the norm.

"it is the Governor's daughters birthday, and in her honor, he has thought it necessary to organize this tournament. To represent the Town of spring will be this Arena. The Arena of Carnage! You all have been selected to partake of this glorious opportunity. Take it as a...," his voice lingered for a bit, "SHORTCUT! Regardless of your class, if you come out Victorious, I will promise you, as Master of this Arena that you will be granted your freedom."

Immediately he said those words, Lenny could feel it as the breathing of the Gladiators around him accelerated.

Without a doubt, they were excited by this.

Regardless of Class, Cuban was promising freedom. However, Lenny had seen the freedom granted to those that had conquered the Arena. This was a scam.

Aside Lenny, the only other person that was not excited by this was A222. This was something that Lenny noticed through the side of his eyes.

"However, if you bring me dishonor," Cuban brought his claws before their eyes, and Red darkline energy like a little tonardo appeared in his palm.

As it did, all the gladiators including Lenny could feel a deep seated pain from their chests that made them frown tightly.

If Lenny was to describe it, then he would say that he felt as if his heart for a few seconds felt like a foreigner begging to leave his body.

It was a strong pull towards the tonardo in Cuban's palm.

Cuban's eyes suddenly became lower, deeper, and definitely creepier, "I will eat your hearts before your very eyes."

This was a serious moment, and even though the sun was high up in the sky, the threat was still cold chilling.

However, Lenny had to seriously beg himself from Bursting out in a laugh.