Devil Slave (Satan system)

900  A Disrespect To The Gods @@novelbin@@

Loki with Despair about his body, an abnormally flowing liquid was her current form. Both of them hid with the moon serving as their cover as they observed the interactions between the two sides. "It would seem that they are more impressive than we gave them credit for. They are even capable of surviving outside their atmosphere."

Despair praised. Loki nodded, "however, surviving outside an atmosphere is nothing too much. i always found it puzzling that mortals were that weak. but it would seem like the apocalypse has done a number to their kind, forcing them upon the brazen path of evolution. Nevertheless, Castor and Polydeus are not to be frowned upon. they mat be minor gods, but they have a rich history of conquest. It is said that even that Boar they use as a mount was once a god, and they conquered it while they were mere demi gods. Feeding upon its flesh to get their now elevated status. I was fortunate enough to observe their battle against a major god one time. Although they lost terribly, the major god did not leave without regrets. They are a very violent bunch, that thrill at the prospect of battle.

Such a thing is very rare amongst Minor gods that sought self preservation above all. I really don't think it was a coincidence that Odin requested them for the introductory conquest. Odin is old, but so is his wisdom. He knows that the mortals will not give up easily. Besides, creating a family is no easy task. humans have been on the earth for thousands of years and it had never happened until now. Surely, these ones will be anything but ordinary." Loki gave a side smile. "I see it now! Odin wants them to know. He wants them to know the might of gods. And the only way to do that is with violence."

Despair suddenly spoke up, "you mean to say that he seeks to make an example of the new earthen rulers?"

Loki nodded, "yes! But not just them." loki looked to his right and left. His incredible gaze piercing through the darkness and cold of space to find that the gaze of certain creatures and entities alike were all on the confrontation between lenny's family and the gods. Loki nodded in understanding. "I see! He intends to tell all of them that the gods despite being silent have not grown weak. This is not just a conquest. It is a challenge to the rest of the cosmos."

Lenny on the other hand watching from on top Judas which was a sub plane that now belonged to him did not know that Loki and several other beings and entities beyond human comprehension had their eyes on this confrontation. Then again, even if he knew, he would have not minded it. After all, the story of every great hero or villain needed an epic debut. This was his. Slowly, Polydeus stood to his feet. He had a very wide smile on his face, "I see that you do not intend to see things from the kindness of my lips."

As he said this, his arms radiated a splendid golden color as they formed runes about his fist. These runes wrapped around his fists all the way to his elbow. It was as if he was wearing gloves. *Gauntlet Of Vanity!*

Although it looked menacing, Lenny could not help but hiss at it. As one that was most familiar with runes, he could tell that the golden runes that Polydeus controlled was nothing like what he had seen King Solomon handle. In fact, the only reason that the runes took up a golden color was because of the god's origin. If not, they were just a very meticulously made mixture of earthen runes. Crusher had a wide smile on his face. Truth be told, he was that kind of person that looked his peace of mind. He would rather relax in Insect-B's arms all day and enjoy life than even lift a muscle.

However, his blood still boiled as one who had his origins as a gladiator. He could smell the challenge literally oozing out of polydeus's body, and it excited the blood in him.  "Regent!" Crusher addressed father black, "these shiny yellow fools came to insult us in our own home. If we do not wipe our asses with their faces, they will think that we can be easily bullied." Father black nodded as he slowly floated back. Deep Demon rank energy was new to him, but Lenny had forced the change on both his mind and body during the transformation. Performing the basics as a deep demon rank fighter was already easy for Father black, but he was Regent, and ideally lenny's second in charge. Participating in battles, especially with his subordinates around was far beneath him. "Do as you may!" he ordered with careless confidence. At the same time, he turned to Victor, Insect-B and Morgana, "You three should stay your hand. I have a feeling that these are not the only guests we should be expecting."

Morgana nodded, "I agree." And then she turned to the army behind Castor and Polydeus, "And what of them?" "Don't worry, Insect-B's pets will handle it!"

Father Black was not yet done talking when a big worm with an irritating scaly body the size of two jointed trains floated from the earths surface and stopped beside Insect-B.

This was one of the Wombs she had been using to cause trouble for the demons back on earth. Now that they were gone however, there was no need for it to be there anymore. Insect-B patted the worm a bit, and insects rushed out of it. these insects went behind the family members, morphing and changing to look like chairs, with father Black's own being the biggest. "Oh!" Morgana smiled as she took her seat. This was the same thing for Victor and Father black. Castor watched this, and one of his eyes twitched a bit in sheer anger. He could not believe the level of disrespect that he was experiencing from mortals he considered to be nothing more than over grown ants...