Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 729 The Plan

?Lenny's Plan had been a very simple one. He was going to enter as a slave. For this, even their clothes had been changed to that of rags, and Lenny had used a knife on his own skin, intentionally stopping himself from healing.

Jasper already had marks on her face, but Allison followed in Lenny's foot steps.

Lenny had watched as she cut into her face and arms without a care in the world. She did not even care for her looks. It was as if she was cutting a pig and not herself.

Lenny could only attribute it all to the treatment that a place like Imperilment gave.

Lenny discovered that he had really underestimated captain Crimson. The captain was actually excited about the entire thing. As they were led through the terrible looking Port, the demons came on board the ship.

They had three headed demon dogs with ferocious teeth that had saliva licking from their mouths. The demon dogs came on the ship, sniffing the ground, they paraded the ship. captain crimson walked up to the demon in front. It was a frog like demon. Respectfully, he bowed his head. "greetings To the Port Master!" Captain Crimson greeted.

The Demon snorted disgustedly at the captain. But he looked away, not paying him any attention. According to the laws set by Cuban the great demon, pirates were necessary for the survival of towns, and that was why demons allowed them to live. Some other demons by the side were looking at Captain Crimson and his crew mates like they were meat.

But because of the rules, they could not feast on them. on the other hand, the demon dogs continued to sniff the deck. Captain Crimson stepped forward, "Port Warden! We do not have any contraband on board!"

The demon nodded, "This is not for contrabands. we are checking to know if you have any Witch or magi that uses negative magic upon your vessel.

Captain Crimson's face remained impassive as the Port Warden, a grotesque demon with slimy, frog-like skin and bulging eyes, surveyed the ship. His voice had a croak-like quality as he spoke, "Any such individuals will be seized immediately. You know the penalty for harboring witches or magi."

The demon dogs, their three heads moving independently, sniffed around intently. They were massive creatures, each head bearing rows of razor-sharp teeth dripping with viscous saliva. Their growls were deep and threatening, adding to the tense atmosphere on the ship.

Lenny, disguised as a slave, stood quietly among Captain Crimson's crew, observing everything with a calm demeanor. He was acutely aware of the danger of their situation. His plan to infiltrate the town as a slave was risky, but it was the best way to gather the intelligence they needed without drawing undue attention.

The Port Warden's gaze finally settled on Lenny and his companions. For a moment, his eyes narrowed suspiciously, but then he grunted and turned away, seemingly satisfied. "Proceed," he croaked, signaling for the demon dogs to leave the ship.

Captain Crimson nodded respectfully, "Thank you, Port Warden. We shall proceed with our business." He turned to his crew, his eyes signaling them to stay alert and cautious.

As they disembarked, Jasper couldn't help but feel the weight of the oppressive atmosphere in the demon town. The cries of the enslaved humans, the arrogant strutting of the demons, and the overall air of despair were almost palpable. She knew that every step they took brought them closer to the heart of darkness.

The worse part was that she was starting to resurrect old memories of the suffering that she had endure in this place. For her, it had been a very challenging time of her life.

She also remembered that they were those that tried to escape and ended up very very dead. Served as lunch to a demon.

Lenny glanced at Allison and Jasper, giving them a subtle nod of assurance. They had a mission, and despite the horrors surrounding them, they were determined to see it through. As they moved through the bustling port, Lenny's mind was already racing, planning their next move in this dangerous game of deception and survival.

Captain Crimson led them along as slaves.

As the rule of the port stood, the Captain's crew members were not allowed to highlight in a demon town. In fact, even if they were allowed, they wouldn't dare do it. After all, demons were a people of contract. But they was no contract without pot holes.

It had happened serveral times that a crew member from a pirate ship disobeyed out of curiosity and tried to check out the demon town. only to be claimed as food by an interested demon.

Captain Crimson took them with a straight face to the stand were they would be sold. now, this was were the true problem lay. After all, they were kept on display to be bought. But if there were unfortunate, then a demon that wanted to feast on flesh with a deep wallet might come for their meat.

They stood and waited a bit but there was nobody that would pick them. At least in Lenny's own opinion, there was no demon that was not hungry.

Lenny frowned. This was not part of the plan.

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Meanwhile, victor confronted what used to be the Governor of a City.

Even with One hand cut out completely, Governor Momoa remained a very formidable opponent.

Every attack that he gave shook the very skies. Governor Momoa attacked with a sword that was made entirely from cosmic energy.

While Victor, fought back with merely just his claws.

If Lenny was here to watch the battle, he would have been surprised with how incredibly easy it was for Victor to Parry the Governor's attacks.

Victor's fight with the governor was practically isolated from the other battle. This could not be helped.

The kind of energy every attack produced literally created sonic booms again and again.

(Author's note: Thanks for the support guys. I'm writing exams, but Ill still write)