Devil Slave (Satan system) Chapter 1372: They All Fell And Lucifer Wept.

For a heartbeat, the void was silent.

The Primordial Demons—ancient beings older than constellations, feared across galaxies—looked at one another. And in each other’s eyes, they saw it.

Fear.

A realization, simple yet suffocating, sank into their cores.

’Am I going to die?’

Though whispered in their minds as a question, they already knew the answer.

Yes.

They remembered now—clearly, painfully—what they had spent millennia ignoring. When Lucifer first fell from the Heavens, when the First Man committed the first sin and humanity’s chain of damnation began, Lucifer had descended into Hell. Not as a conqueror, but as a liberator.

He had told them they were wronged. Forgotten. Cast aside.

He had promised vengeance. Glory. A throne above even the One Above All.

He told them they would be kings. And fir a time, they were. Until they were not.

It was a lie.

A beautiful, poisonous lie.

Why had they believed him?

Was it hunger for more?

Or because they were broken things seeking purpose, seeking someone to blame?

Lust’s voice broke the silence, trembling yet sharp.

"You... never planned to share your power. You were—rearing us. Like cattle."

Lucifer smiled, soft and amused.

"Bingo. You were livestock I let roam. Grow fat. Grow strong. And now... it’s harvest season."

BOOM.

The void shuddered as Anguis roared—three serpent heads emanating unspeakable cosmic malice. The pressure alone cracked the distant bones of dead stars.

When it came to battle at this level, it had nothing to do with arcane domains, or skills. Instead, it was of comprehension. The comprehension of the most fundamental laws that made the universe a functioning existence.

And right now. There was no one not even them, that had comprehension like Lucifer.

Even worse, they could feel his blood that anointed them their SIN stair and turn.

It was as if it was surrendering their powers to him.

Like an irresistible call of a shepherd to the sheep, even though it was being led to the slaughter house.

Sloth’s half-lidded eyes widened in true terror for the first time in eternity.

"Run."

And they did.

They scattered like meteors torn from orbit.

But it was already too late.

Because Seraphina had moved the moment Lucifer smiled. The Fallen Host had silently encircled the Primordials long ago—millions of wings, spears, sanctified blades, dark halos twisted into weapons. There was no escape.

What followed was not a battle.

It was a harvest.

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Lust died first.

She tried to charm the serpents—her skin turning to velvet gold, her body dissolving into mist of temptation.

But the serpent named Kill burst through her illusions, jaws stretching impossibly wide.

CRUNCH.

Teeth like spires of obsidian clamped around her waist. Flesh tore. Her scream was melodic—like shattered violins across the void. "No... No! I am Asmodeus, the ruee of... "

Her upper body reached out, trying to claw free.

Her lower body was already gone—swallowed, dissolved, claimed.

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Wrath roared next.

He burned like a newborn sun, magma wings unfurled, fists of molten iron striking Anguis with all the hatred of dying universes.

But the serpent Destroy answered with fire of its own—black fire.

Holy and profane, it consumed rage itself.

Wrath’s roar turned to a wet gurgle as flames ate through bone, muscle, divinity.

He fell.

His head rolled across the void, still snarling even as his body melted.

As he fell, so did the others.

However, Greed fought hardest.

He turned his flesh to celestial kind of diamond, his blood to gold, his veins to threads of platinum. His body became a living treasury.

"I WILL NOT BE OWNED!" he screamed.

The serpent Steel laughed—a grinding metallic hiss—and bit through diamond as though it were paper.

CRACK.

Arm torn off.

CRUNCH.

Torso crushed.

SNAP.

Skull devoured.

"Your comprehension of laws was limited the moment you accepted my blood to own your sin."

Greed’s treasures melted inside Lucifer’s chest, turning his aura into a blazing storm of stolen power.

Only Sloth remained.

He stood frozen—eyes wide, for once fully awake. He knew he was next.

So he did the one thing a lazy god should never have to do.

He cut himself.

With a single swipe, Sloth severed his own left arm—no, half his body, sacrificing a piece of his existence to escape. His form collapsed into mist, vanishing into a rift deeper than time.

He fled.

Barely alive.

And in the void left behind, Lucifer stood amidst torn limbs, drifting blood, and fragments of fallen Primordials Seraphina knelt beside him, wings trembling in reverence.

The serpents of Anguis coiled back into his chest, purring with satisfaction.

Lucifer ran a hand through his blood-soaked hair, eyes blazing like the birth of sin itself.

[Alert]

[You have killed Primordials. Absorb their blood essence and core to grow in power]

[Congratulations... you have...]

[Congratulations...]

The alerts just kept coming. Again and again.

And then the alert he had been waiting for the most.

[Congratulations. You have become A midnight star.]

[Congratulations. Your power is still growing.]

[Congratulations.... calcultaed time of full digestion.... A Year. However, if aided by the second part of anguis, then time for sogestion may be greatly reduced]

"Ahhh... Mother did you hear that?" Lucifer spoke to Anguis, and an eye opened up on the rod. "Yes, my lord. I’ll get on it immediately."

Lucifer nodded. He knew where this was going. At this rate, he was going to be a Morningstar soon. After which he would go for the next part of his conquest. He would go for the Nether realm. Even now growing in so much power, he knew that she knew he was coming for her.

But that would be for another time.

Suddenly, a drop of tear fell from his eyes. Such a thing would have been a guarded treasure in the cosmos.

"Can you see it Uriel... your Sacrifice. I am doing it. Your master is taking back what is his, and its all because if you. You wanted to be the greatest Cherubium in the heavens. But they did not see you for your incredible talent. But dont worry, Ill share it with the world."

Seraphina and the other Fallen heard his words. Those that had knees fell on them immediately, giving their worship to lucifer, some in appreciation and tears. While others in pure worship.