The Supreme Satanic System



Damien's response was in action as he waved his hands elegantly, throwing out multiple lightning bolts of white, black, and purple. The result was destroying and burning almost everything inside the wooden wall.

His actions spoke louder than any words, and Prince Zokaka quickly understood Damien's intention. 'Oh, master wishes to put all the blame on a fire dragon,' he thought.

After making enough messes out of the camp, Damien retracted the lightning bolts and said, "Get ready with your horse. We're now going to hunt a fire dragon."

"Fire dragon?" thunderstruck, Zokaka repeated.

"Yep! A stronger one will be preferable." Damien asked, "Do you know of any dragon-nest around here, Prince Zokaka?"

Zokaka responded, "I know of three places, and one of them is a mature dragon."

"Then let's not waste any more time. We must slay them all," Damien declared, urging his horse forward toward the direction of the nearest dragon nest. Zokaka followed closely behind, his hammer at the ready.

As they journeyed towards their destination, the terrain gradually changed from grassy plains to rocky mountains. The air grew warmer and they could feel the heat emanating from the dragon's lair even from a distance.

Finally, they reached the entrance of the dragon's den. Damien dismounted from his horse and took a deep breath, feeling the adrenaline pumping through his veins. Zokaka did the same, his eyes fixed on the den's entrance.

"Are you ready, Prince Zokaka?" Damien asked, his voice filled with determination.

Zokaka grinned, "As I'll ever be, my lord." Even though he seemed alright outwardly, internally he was shuddering mentally. Still, looking at Damien's confident face calmed his mind.

With a nod to each other, the two companions charged into the dragon's den, ready to face whatever dangers lay ahead. Unlike any dungeon they had encountered before, this one was vast, and as they passed through it, they came across various terrains. At first, a simple tunnel, then a valley, followed by a river, and even a gorge made of rocks. However, after almost half an hour of journeying through the dungeon, they found themselves in another risky, muddy, and swampy area. Passing through a shabby-looking wide red door, they emerged above ground, greeted by a mesmerizing sight.

Damien was captivated by the stunning valley before him, filled with trees, weeds, and stripes of sunflowers scattered across the horizon. Looking back, he noticed they had emerged from underneath a waterfall, hiding in the hidden hollow of the slope.

"Have you been here before?" asked Damien, turning to his companion.

"No, I would never dare to come here," replied Prince Zokaka. "We only spotted a red dragon entering the dungeon. I never imagined that it would lead us to this picturesque valley."

Damien used his ocular technique to scan the sky and noticed that there were four suns above them. He realized they were still in one of the four co-jointed exoplanets.

"Well, let's search for the dragon," said Damien. He put a trace of his Lightning Origin Chi into his Purple Spatial Beast's Eyeball, and with a wiggle of his hand, a greenish bird-shaped aircraft appeared on the ground in front of them.

"Can I touch it, master?" Damien asked excitedly.

"Sure!" Prince Zokaka replied.

"What is it called?" Zokaka asked once again.

"A flying automobile! I named it Nandini, the swiftest," Damien said briefly.

"A flying automobile?! No way. Can it fly like birds and dragons?" muttered Prince Zokaka in disbelief.

Climbing aboard the ship, Damien exclaimed, "What are you waiting for? Get your ass over here!" The dwarf prince scuttled forward into the ship, and they walked into the cockpit. There, with a thought, Damien whispered, "Angelic Armament, Activate!"

In the next instant, a pair of black wings blotted with multiple white spots, protruded from his back. He then touched the white football-size crystal ball, which was the aircraft's core engine, and started infusing angelic grace energy derived from the armament.

The engine revved, reverberating with a thundering noise, and went airborne, leaping into the air.

After reaching a certain altitude above the ground, the aircraft stopped. "Start scanning as far as possible," Damien uttered in Doroastorian, the angelic language.

Ding! With a dinging sound, it started sending out a signal and within a minute, a full virtual imprint of the solar system appeared in a three-dimensional image. It showed four stars; one yellow, one red, one brown, and one dark sun hidden behind the glaring lights from other stars. Then there came the other planets and their satellites orbiting around the four suns. And he saw the third planet, no, the quadruplet jointed planets. There was a small green dot on one planet. 

"Magnify and show me the terrain nearby to me. Plus, show me the life signature around me," ordered Damien. And the scene appeared as he suggested. Then he captured every terrain in his memories. Next an imposing and fearsome red reptile; typically having large, and imposing heads with sharp, curved horns, fierce eyes, and razor-sharp teeth, appeared on the scene. 

"That's the red Dragon, I saw last time." Prince Zokaka blurted out while looking timidly at the screen.

"Don't be such a wimp. Just watch closely while I take care of it." Damien continued.  Then, logging onto the coordinates, he drove the aircraft swiftly.

After reaching there, he stopped infusing his Angelic Grace Energy into the white core ball, and hence, the engine ceased to function. Still, the ship was hovering high above in the sky. 

After mentioning some do and don't to Prince Zokaka, the lower deck opened and Damien dived out of it. He floated down. This time, he didn't spread out his wings, considering how far the monstrosity of this exoplanet's gravity was.

While soaring down in his free-falling state, with a thought, he activated his Devil's ocular technique and scanned the monster resting in the lake's bed.

"Cynthia, quickly scan and show me the red dragon's stats," Damien spoke telepathically in his head.

The next second, a melodious female voice chimed, "It's done! Check it out."

Along with the familiar dinging sound echoing in his head, a notification popped up in his head.

Ding! 

[Target Y Scanning Completed!]

[Species: A Red Dragon]

[Gender: Male!]

[Bone Age: 25,345 Earth Years Old]

[Energy Level: Level 415!]

[Beware: Red Dragons Are Infamous For Their Lethal Breadth-fire! Plus, because of Monstrous Gravity, It Has a Stronger Bone Density Than That Of Other Red Dragons from Other Worlds.]

At first, seeing the energy level, Damien almost scoffed but changed his mindset after reading the Beware column.

"Hmm, higher bone capacity. Then let's see which bones are stronger, mine or yours." 

Finally, he almost reached the ground. So, he flipped his body multiple times in the air and landed nimbly on the grassy ground. 

"Hmph, disappointing, I'm here with bad intentions and it's still slumbering with no care underwater. Then let's wake him up."

Under his control, Damien ignited the trace of the Vampiric bloodline in his heart and began channeling the royalty bloodline skill, the Ice Lotus. Soon, a gigantic Ice Lotus mottled with multiple tinges of bluish spots materialized above his palm. Then he tossed it, aiming at the lake's center.