Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 804  My Killing Intent

Ella's misinterpretation of Lenny's words added a layer of misunderstanding between them, her snicker and retort highlighting the chasm of perception that lay between captor and captive.

Her threat to cast him into the Red Sands was halted by Lenny's sudden offer, a promise to reveal the secrets of the Shadow runes. The shift in Ella's demeanor was palpable, her anticipation for this forbidden knowledge momentarily overriding her intent to punish. It was a testament to the power such secrets held, even over those accustomed to wielding power themselves.

"Before that, there is something I'd like to show you, Earlier on, you released your killing intent. That was a nice breeze. Let me show you mine." he said, his voice a calm before the storm. As he unleashed his killing intent, it was no mere expression of anger or threat but a manifestation of dark energy so palpable, so visually and viscerally overwhelming, that it took form before Ella's eyes. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

This miasma of darkness, erupting from Lenny like a tempest, coalesced into a skeletal apparition of pure menace. Its glowing red eyes were windows to a realm of despair, its form a herald of doom. This was not just an intimidation tactic; it was a demonstration of Lenny's depth of power, a glimpse into the darkness he was capable of wielding.

Ella's reaction was instinctive and profound. Even though she was a six hundred year old witch, the fear that gripped her was not just physical but existential, a terror that gnawed at the very fabric of her being. It was as if the skeletal apparition was not just charging at her but piercing through her, revealing her deepest insecurities and nightmares. Her usual composure shattered, replaced by an overwhelming dread that rooted her to the spot.

Her fall to her knees was both involuntary and symbolic, a physical manifestation of the internal collapse under the weight of her fear. Her face, once marked by confidence and cruelty, was now a canvas of horror. Eyes wide, dilated with the terror of what she beheld, her breath came in short, ragged gasps, a futile attempt to anchor herself in the face of the dark onslaught. The miasma that Lenny wielded enveloped her, not just as a threat but as a revelation of the power dynamics at play, shifting the balance in a realm where power was both currency and curse.

Internally, Ella was a tempest of panic and disbelief. The foundations of her understanding, her belief in her own superiority and control, were violently upended. The realization that she was not the apex predator, that her power could be dwarfed by a darker, deeper force, was a bitter pill, swallowing her whole into the abyss of her own fears. This moment of vulnerability was a crucible, burning away the facades and leaving her exposed, kneeling in the sands that had seen the fall of many before her.

Lenny lazily stood to his feet. The ropes binding him took his magic, his strength and his stamina away. But from the moment that he got back, he had been loosening the binds. After all, at heart, he was still an assassin. This much was easy for him to do. The only reason he had not gotten away the last time he came here was because his mind had been heavily distracted. However, this time around was different. After all, he knew what would happen if he were to touch the red sands. There was no way in hell he was going to go back to that dream state again. That place was just a different kind of hell.

A sadistic game show of cruelty.

Lenny stood up and released his binds. The moment he did, he felt his strength and stamina come back to him. Meanwhile, Ella was still weakened on the ground by his killing Intent. Lenny gave a side smile at this. The last time he was before Ella, his killing intent had not been this pure and deep. But he had been through a lot since that time, and even though he had gone back through time, the intent to kill which was essentially a part of him remained with him.

After all, he had killed a lot after he had escaped the Nether.

Till this moment, Ella remained paralyzed with fear on the ground. Lenny walked up to her and stroked her hair. He suddenly landed a smack on her neck and she passed out on the ground. He looked at the Command Rune mark in the center of her chest with a smile. Just like the first time, Lenny started his work. He sat on her body as he used a blade from the storage to carve out the rune from her chest.

After taking the rune, he sat back down crossed Legged. He could not help but to absorb the sight before him. Lenny knew that he had a lot to do, and he was ready for it. But first, before anything else, even before getting his pay back on Ella, or getting Minnie out of the red sands, he needed to do something else.

Lenny closed his eyes. This challenge he was about to face was probably the biggest challenge he had ever had to face. At least for now, it was the most important one. After all, he did not want cuban to have the upper hand again. He needed to remove what was sealed within his body by the Asmodeus family. There were a few ways to do this.

One of them was to directly upgrade the Satan System and use its soul to cleanse his body. But Lenny had an idea for a method that would be similarly effective besides, he needed to also face these guys. Inevitably, his destiny was intertwined with theirs. Of course, this reference was to the serpents. Lenny waved his hand and they appeared.

"Come forth... Anguis!"

Immediately he summoned the Holy corrupted tool from the system, and it appeared before his face. AS Anguis appeared, the three forks instantly became serpents. "I am Kill, I am Steal, I am Destroy!"