Devil Slave (Satan system)

This gladiator was a person in the B class. Just as Lenny suspected, when he used Surveyor on him, he could not see his power level. That was because Lenny had power that was equivalent to that in the D class. The gladiator was not long for this world. But his exit would be accompanied by suffering. This was an act of kindness. At least in the eyes of the other gladiators, that was what it was. Lenny was just showing kindness to another gladiator. And so, with their permission, Lenny killed the man. The moment he did, a series of alerts from the system flooded his eyes. After all, the person he had just killed was a B-class gladiator. His life essence's quality was excellent. Because he was already dying, Lenny did not take a lot; however, it was still enough. Lenny was immediately taken aback by this. He had known that killing someone of a higher class or even level than himself would bring benefits. However, he did not know that this was going to be the result. Also, he noticed that he did not get any alerts for overfeeding. In truth, he was expecting it. After all, this was the essence of a gladiator in the B class. But such an alert never came. Which made Lenny form a hypothesis in his head about the life essence he takes in. It seemed like all was fine if he took large amounts from just one person, but taking life essence from different people triggered overfeeding and mutation. He made mental notes of this in his head. Once again, his power had grown. However, the most outstanding thing was that he had now entered Level 11. This meant that if he were to go back to the arena, he now had the strength of someone in the C class. Lenny could feel the bubbling energy as if it flowed through his body. It was an incredible feeling to have. The life essence of the B-class gladiator made him feel like he was on top of the world. He couldn't help but think about the remaining injured gladiators, praying hard to Lucifer that they would all knock on death's door. Naturally, if such a thing were to happen, he would be the guillotine, sending them off on their way as an act of mercy. Also, Lenny saw that one of his Titles had climbed to basic 2, and the life essence increased the way in which his hand healed. His statistics were now Welcome to the Satan System! *Title: Essence collector: (basic 2: steal two at a time) Steal the fundamental life Essence of those that die at our hands Heartless: (low Grade) {promote to Basic 1 to enjoy usage} /Abilities/ Meanwhile, As Lenny increased in strength, he did not notice the way Crusher looked at him weirdly. After all, gladiators were somewhat sensitive to strength. And Crusher could feel that Lenny's strength was below his. However, Lenny suddenly became stronger. Although not as strong as him, but strong enough to have temporarily pulled his attention. Then again, he had just moved up two levels. After a few hours of rest, everyone was feeling better. Lenny even noticed that the injuries on Crusher's body had mostly healed up. This included the tear on his chest. Without a doubt, he had very strong reptilian blood in him. Compared to the long time of about two weeks that it took reptilians of the E class to heal, those of the higher classes were considerably faster. Although Lenny did not see the typical reptilian eyes and tongue, he was sure of his conclusion. Besides, the other gladiators had not healed up like he had. Also, those who had lost limbs would definitely never get them back. Unless, of course, the person had reptilian demon blood like Crusher did. Lenny went out and hunted Insects for meat. While Crusher used it as an opportunity to make a small campfire. Everyone sat around it and ate to replenish their strength. When they were done, it was time for the real talk. "So your name is E999!" Crusher asked, pointing at the tag on Lenny's chest, "But I have seen your strength. You are too strong to be in E Class!" Crusher added. Lenny smiled and said, "Firstly, my name is not E999. Just like you, I made a name for myself. It's called Lenny. Lenny Tales! And secondly, I have been down here for quite some time. It's only natural that I become stronger." Crusher nodded in understanding as one side of his lips cracked a smile. What Lenny said made a lot of sense. There was no way one could live in such an environment and not get stronger. This place is far more dangerous than even the arena. At least back there, one only had to fight when he was told to. But down here, it was a totally different story. Death could spring up on you at any time. After all, this was a colony of ever-underfed ants. Human meat was a delicacy to them. One that they would not allow to roam free undisturbed. "You see this!" Crusher pointed to the obvious burn scar on his chest and said, "It's the name they gave me." He pointed upwards, obviously referring to the demons, and said, "It was my name. But not anymore. I heal well, and so it was not easy to burn it off. But I finally figured out a way to do it." He waved a finger, and Lenny could see a small, dark energy forming. "Darkline energy!" Lenny muttered. "Yes! Normally, only those in A class and the mysterious S class have it. But somehow, the pressure for survival in this place forced it out of me. It is still not as strong as the one that old man has, but I learned some skills with it. When mixed well with fire," Crusher stretched and took some fire, and then he skillfully added Darkline energy to it. Like two lovers slowly getting entangled with one another, the fire and the darkline energy mixed one with the other. Crusher stood up and said, "Watch this." He threw the now-fire and Darkline mixture at a passing cotton worm. Immediately, the beast caught fire. It rolled around on the ground a bit, and then it burned ash. A thin thread of dark energy sizzled out of it. Lenny was taken aback by this. "Is fire there!?" "No! It's not so easy. If it was, then the humans from fifty years ago would have defeated these creatures when they first arrived. It's a bit more complicated than that. I have tried to figure it out myself, but it was not easy getting this far. I think it has to do with a mixture of our human blood with theirs and then an application of fire. When mixed like this, it immediately burns anything with Darline energy." Lenny nodded his head in understanding. Crusher used this to burn off the number tag on his body. After all, it had Darkline energy. This was also the reason why, regardless of his healing ability, he still had the scar on his chest. However, this in itself was also very dangerous. One wrong move, and Crusher would have been dead. He had used a very small amount to achieve this. Any more, and he would have become barbecue material. According to Crusher, this fire and Darkline mixture was dangerous to all once it was activated. This included the person who made it in the first place. "Would you like to try?" Crusher asked Lenny. Lenny thought about it a little and nodded his head. In all honesty, it even took Crusher by surprise. However, Lenny was already thinking of how he could burn off the name tag on his chest. After all, once he was done with the plans he had for the arena, he would be leaving this place. There was no way he was willing to leave with the mark that he was a demon's slave on his chest. Crusher chuckled a little. Since Lenny wanted to feel it burn, he would assist him. He made a very little one, and then he instructed that Lenny touch it. Lenny had seen what this thing could do. Carefully, he came close, and then, with a finger, he touched it. Everyone, including Lenny, was suddenly taken by surprise.