NOVEL WEB Chapter 600 Total War Part 6
600 Total War Part 6
Satan's body was barely holding together, crushed under the nonstop attacks. Each strike shattered what little remained of his form, yet his opponent showed no urgency in finishing him off.
Using both hands, Reign alternated his punches, driving his fists into Satan's body over and over.
But he wasn't just attacking—he was playing with the devil king. Some punches came slow, dragging out the agony.
Others were feints, making Satan flinch before delivering a real blow.
Reign wanted to feel it. Every moment, every strike, was proof that he was in complete control.
Meanwhile, Satan's hardened muscles were chipping away, revealing glimpses of his exposed organs. His regeneration struggled to keep up, failing him when he needed it most.
His body should have healed by now. No matter how brutal the attack, no matter how deep the wounds, he always recovered. Then it hit him.
It wasn't just the physical damage—it was more than that. Something was eating away at him, stripping him down to nothing.
His eyes flickered to Reign, whose fists glowed with a dark, sinister aura.
Death Energy. And it was so powerful that it could even affect beings at his level.
Each punch carried a sliver of it, corroding the body from the inside.
Now, it was only a matter of time before Satan completely succumbed to the damage. There was no escape from it unless the attacks stop and give him a chance to recover.
Reign leaned closer, his grin widening.
"Tell me… do you want to live?"
Satan's eyes barely flickered, and there was nothing left in his expression except pain. "How about it? Tell me where that insolent woman is, and I'll spare you. I don't really have a reason to kill you, so you don't need to die for her sake," he offered. It was tempting, but hearing it from a monster like him made it impossible to believe.
Satan's voice was weak, but he still forced himself. "How can I be sure you won't go back on your word?" "You can't. But what do you have to lose? You either die for sure right now, or you take a fifty-fifty chance that I'm telling the truth. Besides, it's not like I don't have other ways of finding her."
Satan's eyes narrowed, his body trembling with the effort to regenerate.
His pride fought against the desperation clawing at him, but reality was sinking in.
He was broken. Weak. A far cry from the being that once ruled with fear.
Even if he somehow managed to get back on his feet, he knew it wouldn't matter. He couldn't defeat the monster before him—Reign was too powerful. Too fast. Too cruel . With a slow, painful breath, he lifted his head to speak. "Sign a devil's contract with me.,"
Reign smirked at the idea. "A devil's contract?" he repeated, the mere concept amused him. "You're not in a position to make deals, not anymore."
"Then, I won't tell you anything," Satan spat out, his spit landed square on the face, a final act of defiance,
Reign wiped it. He didn't even flinch at the insult—if anything, it made him more dangerous.
"Why are you acting so rude when you're just a piece of trash?" his voice was low and menacing .
Without another word, he grabbed Satan by the throat, lifting him off the ground . "You're just a loser," Reign hissed, tightening his grip. "You still think you have control? That you have any power left?"
"Just kill me already!" Satan challenged, "Kill you?" Reign shook his head, a sadistic grin stretching across his face. "You think you deserve the mercy of a quick death?"
Satan glared at him, his breathing ragged. "Do it," he spat. "If you have the guts, then stop wasting time and finish—"
Reign yanked him closer, their faces inches apart. His grip tightened around the throat, fingers pressing deep into bruised flesh.
"No, I think I'll enjoy this instead."
CRUNCH!
Reign's teeth sank into the arm, chewing through muscle and bone like it was nothing. And immediately, a surge of power rushed through him—a sensation he thought was lost when the system vanished.
Checking to make sure he hadn't made a mistake, Reign hurriedly went for the other arm. Satan groaned, his body trembling, but it was the anger and humiliation that burned inside him more than the pain.
To be eaten alive—this was the worst way to die.
"STOP! I SAID STOP!" Satan roared, his voice hoarse, but Reign didn't stop.
He continued, sinking his teeth into the torso area, tearing through flesh with hunger.
The taste of getting stronger, of pure dominance, consumed him as he tore through his opponent's body, bit by bit.
Satan's struggles grew weaker as more of his body was devoured, his power and pride draining away with each bite.
Until finally, only the head remained.
He was still conscious, his unnatural vitality refusing to let him fade, but being in front of Reign made him wish he blacked out.
Anything would be better than this.
"I must admit, you really made it easier for me ," Reign mused aloud, lifting the head in his hand.
"Look at how small you are now. I bet I can just swallow you whole." His twisted expression deepened as he licked his lips.
Satan's remaining eye twitched, his pride shattered beyond recognition. He faced countless horrors, but this… this was true despair.
Before he could utter another word, Reign tilted his head back and swallowed it whole. True to his word, the devil's head slid down his throat with ease.
For a moment, everything was silent. The last trace of Satan vanished, erased as if he had never existed.
Then—
BOOOOM!
Reign's eyes widened as an unbearable force erupted inside him. His entire body convulsed.
THUD!
His knees buckled, slamming into the ground. "What… is this?"
It felt as if his own energy was turning against him, surging wildly, trying to break free.
Inside his chest, deep within his very core, something was moving.
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Authors Note: 600 chapters!. This is the longest novel I've ever written. Thanks for all the support.