Devil Slave (Satan system)



The moment Lenny and Perseus left the ship, Captain Crimson ordered his men to leave the Giant Shadow Werewolf Territory.

It was not that he truly hated the place. In fact, he did not.

If anything, he actually loved the place. He loved it just as much as the next pirate. After all, who would not love the city of milk and honey?

That was literally the name of this city. It was called the City of Milk and Honey. 

The city was very large.

It was one of the very few places in the wastelands that actually had greenery. In fact, the people of this city engage in farming, livestock breeding, etcetera.

Its people were always clothed, and this was not the patchwork clothing of the Magi towns. This place really had it all. With how peaceful it usually was, there was even a possibility of people from the old world becoming jealous.

The reason was that this city was also publicly known to be the home to one of the most ancient creatures on earth. It was home to a primordial beast.

It is said that even the very nutrients of its arid, rich soil were a result of the breath of the primordial beast.

The land of milk and honey was a dream vacation for everyone.

At least it used to be.

However, there are currently some very vital restrictions.

Firstly, the City of Milk and Honey was a werewolf city. That is, it is owned by a werewolf pack.

This pack was literally the life, police, and military of the city. The peace that the City of Milk and Honey had enjoyed for so long was a result of the werewolf pack.

However, as things were, the town was no longer as peaceful as it used to be.

This was because the current Alpha of the pack had passed on.

In a werewolf pack, the Alpha was not just the head of the pack but also its backbone. Without the presence of an Alpha, even commanding the police and army of the pack was not possible.

This meant that the city was at its worst ever. Pirates were aware of these and therefore stayed away.

Firstly, unlike most packs, the Giant Shadow Werewolves were in their hundreds of thousands.

There was literally no one among the original members of this city who was not a werewolf.

If they were not, then they were probably visitors.

Then again, the land of milk and honey was not opened to humans, except for matters such as trade or when the person was bringing direct benefit to the pack.

This was another reason for its name.

Many could see it, but only a few could actually enjoy the goodness within. Of course, pirates were among the few that could go in as a result of their trade, but not at this time of the pack's development.

Secondly, unlike most werewolf packs, the werewolves of this pack choose their Alpha on a different standard and from only one bloodline.

This was because the primordial beast only recognized one bloodline to rule.

This method also meant that no matter how powerful a werewolf became, he or she was forever a subordinate of the Alpha, and a challenge for the position was made impossible.

Of course, that too had certain rules.

Only those of the same bloodline as the Alpha could set up a challenge for the position of Alpha. A challenge that could only be issued once in a lifetime.

At the moment, the pack was the most chaotic it had ever been. Only barely being maintained by the elders of the pack. The bloodline hold that restricted the pack members was now missing.

However, that did not mean that plans were not put in place for the restoration of peace.

One of those plans naturally meant choosing a new Alpha.

Those of the former Alpha's bloodline had the privilege to battle for the position.

Because the bloodline is more valuable than the individual, those who sought the position of Alpha did not need to fight themselves. Although there were many who preferred to engage in battle to assert their dominance, it was not necessary.

An individual of the Alpha's bloodline was allowed to have ONE representative take his place on the battlefield.

Such were the rules....

Lenny and Perseus rushed from the port area towards the city. However, there was already a long cue at its fifty-meter-high metallic walls, surrounded by thick brown walls.

People were rarely allowed into the city, but that did not stop people from ever trying.

After all, this is the land of milk and honey. Compared to the unforgiving dangers of the wastelands, just living at the port of this place was practically heaven.

Unsurprisingly, it was. Lenny and Perseus could see tents scattered about the place, many of which were made from the wreckage of the old world.

Tents made of broken, obviously termite-infested wood, parched clothes, and broken ship parts

The city of milk and honey did not allow people in, but that did not mean that people were not allowed to stay at its 'front door'.

From the looks of it, there were many who even lived relatively safe lives. After all, even mutated beasts would not come here for fear of the aura of the primordial beast, and even demons feared the power of the primordial beast.

Yes, this was the secret to the long, sustainable life of this city.

Lenny and Perseus rushed towards the entrance of the city, however, even before they made it there, Lenny noticed that people looked at them in a funny manner.

And the guards parading the outer region of the gate also had their eyes on them.

Lenny suddenly had a foreboding feeling about this. However, there was no time to waste. Both of them advanced towards the gate.

It was a long line before it would be their turn to be screened, but eight guards had already surrounded them...