Chapter 108 Truth About The Arena Part 1

Lenny immediately activated his skill. He also used magic points to see the Abilities of his new opponent.

*SURVEYOR!*

<Name> Magistri

<Race> Demon (Humanity Purged)

<Level: 27>

<Rank: Lesser Demon Rank 2>

<Strength: 2300>

<Agility:1300>

<Magic: 150/150(basic 1)>

<HP 2000/2000>

<Exp. 1100/2000>

/Abilities/

Note: All under blood oath

<Blood Whip: Can use blood of those dead around him>

<Blood Affair>

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However, immediately lenny used his magic points to see his opponents abilities, a part of him instantly regretted it.

<-20 magic points>

He had lost twenty magic points just to see his opponent's ability.

Then again, it might have been because the Magistri was slightly stronger than him.

Since he had already done it, Lenny decided to push the loss of magic points to the back of his mind at the moment.

After all, crying over spilled milk never got anything solved.

Lenny frowned.

Something was wrong here.

He could feel deep down that something was wrong, but what it actually was eluded his senses.

Lenny remembered the first time he had used Surveyor on the Magistri. In fact, the Magistri had been the first person he had used Surveyor on.

Back then, lenny was too weak to see his stats. But he had still been allowed to see his rank.

Lenny remembered clearly that the Magistri was a lesser demon at rank 3.

But at the moment, he was at Rank 2.

"Did he lose rank?" Lenny asked himself. But that did not make sense to him. There was also another thing that bothered him.

When he first came to the Order of Gladiators, he had used his ability on the Order Master, but instead, his head had hurt badly. He could not even see the order master's stats.

However, he decided to put that at the back of his mind for now.

Lenny stood to his feet.

D7007 and E666 remained on the ground bleeding, in pain and crying for their lives.

Lenny did not want to just kill them. He believed that in this world, there were things far worse than death, and he wanted to enjoy the fruits of those things on those that crossed his path.

If it was left to him, he would rather slowly torture these two for at least a month. All the while bringing them to the point of death and insanity, but never letting them give up the ghost or truly running mad.

Lenny waved his pincer.

There were currently interruptions and he could not continue his proud work.

To say he was not angry, would be a big lie. After all, which artist would not be mad when painting in the Zone, and he was forcefully pulled out of the Muse.

"E999! Your actions have gone too far," A222 declared boldly, "this Order will make you pay for your sins!"

She was bold and her voice was audible to hear. It still carried the authority of someone in a position of power.

However, Lenny did not even look at her. As far as he was concerned, she was just another crushable bug before his path.

His opponent was the demon before his eyes.

This attitude of his infuriated Her, and she gritted her teeth fiercely. "KILL HIM!" She ordered.

Immediately, The Gladiators all rushed for him.

The first four Gladiators reached him. However, it was with one wave of the large Pincer in his hand that he used to behead them.

Four heads, cleanly shaved from their necks went up into the air.

Blood jetted into the air.

This one move shocked everyone. It was good to note that these Gladiators were all of the A Class.

They were at the peak of the Arena. All of them had proven themselves again and again to be the best.

However, Lenny had crushed all their years of hard work with just a wave of the hand.

Four capable gladiators had met their end fate at his hands like they were nothing but bugs.

Lenny chuckled a bit, "Hahaha!!! Don't worry, keep them coming. I'll crush all of you."

However, these Gladiators paused. They had all seen death many times before, and no one wanted to die.

"Huh!? You guys are not coming? Hmmm, Okay! I'll come for you then."

Lenny kicked against the ground with so much force that the earth cracked deep. It was like an artillery shell had been let loose.

He rushed for the first Gladiator.

With the speed and current strength he possessed, he was as much threat a tank in a field of unarmed personnel.

His speed was so much that the first he came in contact burst like a water balloon, meat and innards splashing to the sides.

It did not look as if a person hit a person but more like a Bullet train hit a person.

He waved his hand to grab the head of the next person. However, he suddenly felt an attack come from his side.

Instinctively, he moved his head, dodging the attack.

He looked over his shoulder. He saw the attacker. It was the Magistri still in his mask and full-body clothing.

Lenny dodged the first attack. But the second was different.

The Magistri gave him a spearhead, sending him through the wall of the cave.

*Boom!*

*Boom!*

*Boom!*

Three consecutive walls were broken through into an entirely different space.

The Magistri lifted Lenny by the waist high up into the air and flung him away like a ball.

*Boom!*

Once more he hit the wall hard.

The other Gladiators wanted to rush after them, but A222 stopped them, "The Order Master will deal with him. Have Faith in the Order master's strength."

Meanwhile, Lenny stood up from the ground. This cave had a lot of those glowing mushrooms all over the place.

"Not bad..."

*WHIP!*

A blood whip that interrupted Lenny's small talk. it came right for his face.

Everything in Lenny told him to move, and he did so without hesitation.

Lenny dived to the side.

However, the blood whip did not stop its chase.

It was incredibly fast, and annoying.

However, Lenny had years of fighting with actual technique.

It was not the boorish attacks that this demon gave, but something with more precision.

Wait a minute! Boorish?

Lenny remembered his fight with Potty.

Potty was smarter in his fight. Although his still lacked fighting technique, it was not without a unique style.

However, fighting the Magistri felt different.

If Lenny was to put a word on it, it would be Rough.

Lenny found an opportunity and he waved his hand.

<-5 magic points>

Lenny used his white flames. Like a sudden wave at the beach, The white flames blew threw the wind, straight for the Magistri's chest.

*Boom*

The Magistri was blown away. He rolled on the ground, the clothes he used to cover himself were instantly burnt off, revealing his demon features.

Lenny took a look at him.

He was just as Lenny remembered he was.

The Magistri was a demon that had a Fairly human upper body, but the lower body of an Ox. He had two horns on his head that stretched backwards into his full brown hair.

Once upon a time, Lenny would have looked upon the strength of this Demon, but not anymore.

Now, he had the strength to stand up to him.

This made Lenny smile.

A strong sadistic grin appeared on his face.

Once again, he was going to slaughter a demon. It made his body jerk in pride.

Lenny did not want to waste much time with this demon. There was much slaughter for him to partake in outside.

The Moment the Demon stood to its feet, Lenny looked into the demon's eyes and activated his ability.

*FREEZE!*

The Magistri was stronger than him, and definitely, this attack would not be able to hold him back for a long time. But in a fight of life and death, even a second could spell the end.

However, Lenny's ability was strong enough to hold this Demon for several seconds.

Several seconds was more than enough.

Lenny waved the Pincer on his own skin, making a deep cut that allowed blood flow.

As he did, he ran for the magistri. With an incredible jump, he sat on his shoulder.

Lenny forced his bleeding hand into the demon's mouth, and then he flexed his muscles to encourage more blood to pour into the demon.

Lenny's eyes widened in ecstasy, "burn colourfully for me!"

*WHITE FLAMES!*

<-50 magic points>

*Boom!*

It was like a mini explosion went off in the Magistri's body as it went up in white flames, spreading his meat around the cave.

<Congratulations +20 Sta>

<+15 Stre>

Lenny enjoyed the alerts as he absorbed the life energy of his victim.

He had done it. He had killed the magistri.

The fires burned around the place.

Immediately, Lenny went for the torso. He wanted to get the heart of the Demon before the body was cooked to nothingness by his flames.

He broke open the chest of the demon with a smile on his face.

However, the moment he looked inside, a frown stained his lips.

Just then, he heard a voice come from behind him, "If you are looking for his heart, you won't find it!"

That voice. It was all too familiar. But it shouldn't be.

Lenny immediately turned about and he was frozen shocked at what he saw.

It was the magistri. But it was not just him. Or rather, it was more of him.

In total, they were twenty four of them.