Dog Shit

"Change! Change!", with great difficulty and perhaps with the threat of death, the blob of misaligned rotting flesh managed to reform into a 2 headed mutt.

"Whew~", the 2 headed dog flopped on the floor.

"I'm not gonna try that again!", scared silly the mutt forgot all thoughts relating to its past and didn't try to experiment anymore. TI breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eh? What happened to my wings!!! Also where is my other head?!?!", it thought that since it could transform at will it could easily recover its head.

"Lack of sin points.", the reliable Thoth system gave it an answer.

"So extra appendages cost more energy to maintain or something?!?!"

"Yes that is correct.", the system replied.

"...I guess it makes sense…", the dog quickly accepted.

The mutt started to survey its surroundings and decided to leave its resting area. Like a dog after a bath the mutt shook off the dust and dirt. It slowly trotted back towards the battlefield.

Remnants of the war could be easily seen. Many misaligned body parts of both demons and angels littered the rotting floors.

The angle corpses were truly holy as they shined brightly with holy light even when they are empty soulless husks, of course the foul aura of purgatory dimmed that light quite a bit. Eventually they are corroded and corrupted into foul energy and return to the soil as nourishment.

The demons however avoided them like a plague, it was comparable to dog sh!t in the perspective of the demons. Holy repulsed them to a high degree.

Some demon body parts were being consumed by some demons who find nourishment in eating them. Like rabid dogs playing tug of war, premium pieces of meat of high class demons were fought over. Many servant class demons were like flies swarming to get the smallest of scraps, as their luck might have it. They could possibly evolve and go up a rank.

"Dame the scrap picking has begun, I cant lag behind.", they mutt spoke as if its pride was at stake. These precious treasures were meant to be scrapped and picked by itself only!

"HISSS,", the gremlin looking demons bared their nonexistent fangs, with feeble attempts as a 2 headed asshole simply trampled them to death or blew them up with a fire breath.

Ding! Obtained 345 sin points.

Ding! Obtained 267 sin points.

Ding! Obtained 364 sin points.

The small fires slowly refilled the mutts' sin points as black mist drifted from their deceased bodies, but the real treasure were definitely the corpses of upper class demons. It may just bag itself a few hundred thousand if he can absorb their sin point and save a bunch of time chasing after points.

The most delightful discovery the mutt made was that the angel's item drops were completely untouched as it was harmful for the demons to come near holy weapons. It easily bagged a few holy weapons and body parts. It didnt know what it would do with them, but it might have a use so the scavenging coyote took everything and stored it in its totem.

The coyote was grinning to itself amidst the hatred filled stares of the lower class demons.

"What are you looking at!", barked as the coyote felt their hostility. Its pairs of eyes started to have a strange gleam to them. It felt like the lower class demons were nothing but little packets of sin points.

"Scatter!", one imp yelled amongst the crowd of small fries. The coyote wasn't the first who thought of this and the lower demons ran in all sorts of directions. As a package deal, they were worth a lot of sin points, but once they fled it wasn't worth it to chase down all of them.

Seeing the plan no longer feasible it looked in a direction where knight class demons were fighting fiercely. It felt an immense amount of sinful power being emitted. The thriving coyote turned one of its heads to look at the commotion.

"Eh?", it was that fatso demon! It looked like the fat demon had a sac behind it like Santa. It scrap picking too! It was currently in an intense battle with the two succubus that were at his side from before. Weren't they allies, why are they fighting? The mutts two head sneered, it smelled an opportunity.