Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 495 That\'s what you taste like

Victor looked at himself. He was the person pushing along the large wheelbarrow containing the ten people that he had saved from the wall.

This was not a feat he would have normally been able to do, but he was now a full-blown werewolf. He could access strength that he would normally not be able to access.

However, even Victor frowned as he saw the demons suddenly appear around them.

Even with his newfound strength and sensitivity to his environment, he had not been able to sense their presence.

But that did not mean that he was going to back off.

Victor stepped forward. "I am Victor, son of the Alpha of the Giant Shadow Werewolf Pack, and a successor of the throne. Demons are not allowed in the city of milk and honey. Leave now, and I might decide to forgive this abomination."

He had spoken up with boldness and command in his voice, which spoke volumes about him, leaving no room for a different opinion.

This was something that the Victor, Moses, knew would never do. He was more reserved and, for the most part, somewhat of a coward.

"They said power changed people. Maybe this was what they meant by that statement." Moses thought to himself.

However, he did not know that it was not power itself that changed Victor, but the process he had to go through to acquire it.

Hard times always create tough men. This was a rule of nature that had never changed for any reason.

Victor had just broken through the possibility of death and had acquired an ocean of memories that had now become his own. Basically and foundationally, he was a new man.

The confidence that came from him was not the tiniest bit fake.

Lenny turned to Victor and nodded. "Not bad, Victor! not bad!! You got everything right, aside from the part about letting them go.

Do you remember that succulent meat you and Moses ate not so long ago?"

Victor nodded.

"Didn\'t you like it?"

"I did. In fact, I loved it!"

Lenny sighed. "Well, it pains me to say that I have run out of that kind of delicious meat, and I was thinking of going to the market for some. But who could have thought that the market would come to me?"

"Huh!?" It took Victor a few seconds to process those words. However, he quickly understood, and a similar smile on Lenny\'s face appeared on his own.

Just then, one of the demons stepped forward.

He had purple, scaly skin and a head like a snake, but his body structure was that of a buff man. He wore only enough clothes to cover his private parts. His claws were long and sharp and seemed to reflect under the slowly setting sun.

This was the boss of this demon group.

"Lenny Tales, I am..."

Lenny raised a hand to stop him. "Forgive me, but I don\'t like naming my food before I eat it!"

Those words made the Demon Boss frown in anger. However, it was another demon that stepped forward in anger in defense of his boss. This demon was big. But it was not muscles, but fat. It also had a big, fat pot belly; it kept on rubbing as if it had just enjoyed a quick meal before this assault.

"How dare you, Vermin! Do you know who you are talking to? Boss Purple is the strongest and wildest demon of the wastelands. the head of the \'Wild Purple Demons\'. We have no faction and answer to no great demon.

We are the true rulers of the wastelands. And we are here to collect that abominable head of yours for..."

The demon paused as he noticed that Lenny was not paying attention to him. Instead, Lenny waved his hands as different weapons appeared.

First, it was a spear, and then a katana. However, none of them felt right for the task at hand.

"What the fuck? Are you playing parlor tricks because of your death?" The demon asked, and the other demons burst into laughter. At least they all did, except the demon boss known as Boss Purple.

The information on Lenny was something he had paid particular attention to. And he had heard of this thing Lenny was doing. One of Lenny\'s abilities was that he could conjure weapons from thin air.

He had previously thought it to be a rumor. After all, it sounded wrong. However, he was now seeing it for himself.

For a slight second, he could not help but think back at the other rumors about Lenny he had heard and how true they were.

He was a rank 1 deep-level demon, and yet he could not sense any power fluctuations from Lenny\'s body.

There were only a handful of options to this, which included Lenny being too strong for him to know his power level or Lenny being an ordinary human.

But could an ordinary person stand in the midst of over fifty demons and not be washed with fear?

No! That was not possible.

It made him reevaluate his decision to take the bounty on Lenny\'s head.

Purple did not think himself a coward, but there was a reason he had dominated his way of life as a free demon in the wastelands for so long.

Maybe it was because of the snake nature he had, but he liked to think of himself as having a gift that told him when to push and when to pull.

And right now, that gift was playing its part, and it was doing it well.

However, it did not really click in his head. Not until Lenny suddenly waved his hand, and barbecue meat appeared. The moment it did, the atmosphere was filled with the attractive aroma that came from it.

Lenny threw it to the big, fat demon. "Eat it!"

The demon was a bit perplexed by this and thought that Lenny was giving him a bribe. He chuckled. Of course, even if he wanted to take a bribe, this was nothing. But if Lenny was throwing food at him, then there was no reason whatsoever not to accept.

He took a deep bite from it, and the flavor washed into his mouth. He was absolutely surprised by the taste and very rich flavor.

"Delicious, right?" Lenny asked.

The fat demon nodded, and so did Lenny. "Good, because that is what your leg tastes like. So don\'t blame me for this..."

(Author\'s note: Thanks for the love, guys. We end another good month today. I shall continue providing you with content so gory, you have nightmares.)