"Delicious, right?" Lenny asked.
The fat Demon nodded, and so did Lenny. "Good! Because that is what you taste like. So don't blame me for this."
Lenny suddenly moved. He had a machete in hand—a weapon popularly used for hacking down meat.
The moment he appeared before the Fat Demon, he waved the blade, and the demon's head tumbled from its fat neck.
All the demon knew was that it could suddenly see its own legs before life left its eyes forever.
All of Lenny's weapons that had been gotten from the system had been embedded with runes that permitted the sure death of supernatural creatures.
If not, just this one strike alone would not have been enough for the demon's death to be ensured.
After all, in the old world, even bullets could not harm demons.
The head of the first demon touching the ground was the whistle that began the battle.
All the demons, activating different abilities, rushed for Lenny.
