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<+3 sta>

<+30 HP>

As Lenny continued his highly innovative methods on Manta, the Satan System rewarded him in points for the pain he caused.

It was barely a minute since when Lenny started the real torture process that Manta pleaded for death.

No, she screamed for it.

She screamed on top of her already hurting lungs for the sweet relief of death.

However, it never came.

As Lenny worked on her, he made sure she understood what was happening to her body, explaining the process step by step.

Every action was in evident detail, even predicting rather accurately the kind of pain she would go through.

After a while, he suddenly felt bored.

However, he still did not kill Manta. He never had plans to.

After all, he needed a scape goat as a warning to future potential threats, or better still, a reason for them to come for him.

Using his Katanas, he sliced and diced at Razor\'s corpse.

From the moment Manta killed him, Lenny concluded that this was raw material that he was not going to let go to waste.

After all,. Half-borns were half demons.

To let the corpse waste as a result of some nonsensical human emotion of respect for the dead was not his style.

He even managed to extract Razor\'s Reptoid tail with a sac of poison attached to it.

Afterwards, he skinned the former Magistri\'s meat, extracting his long bones and using them to make a long poll.

He tied the limbless Manta to the poll like a flag. A symbol of his winning achievement.

Of course, the tying process was accompanied by another round of painful screams.

By now, her mind had practically become mush from the agonizing pain.

Endless saliva leaked from the side of her mouth.

Lenny had a bright smile on his face as he placed the poll with \'Manta the flag\' on his shoulder and swagged towards the Boss Devil.

A few visible drops of sweat dropped down the Devil Boss\'s forehead.

Coco knew on first sight that he was far stronger than Lenny, but the methods Lenny used on his enemy just now left him speechless.

As a Devil, he had to admit greatfulness to the stars that he was not in Manta\'s position.

As far as he was concerned, Manta\'s ancestors might have offended someone, and now, she was paying for their sin.

Coco sighed as he waved his hand, and the case carrying the Fallen feathers appeared.

He handed it over to Lenny with no complaint.

Lenny nodded at this.

Although he did not mind a fight with the devil Boss, he rather just stick with the greater gain.

"I have questions!" Lenny voiced out.

"Go on!" Coco encouraged.

"You obviously do not seem like other Devils, and you are surprisingly not holding a grudge at me for killing your subordinates. So, What next?"

Coco nodded, "True, Devils are not like me. In fact, I am a very rare exception. Chaos magic in our veins makes our nature very peculiar. However, believe it or not, after coming in contact with these feathers, I became enlightened, and just like any REASONABLE being, I have dreams. I will like to look towards them from now on."

Lenny nodded in understanding. He respected the words of the devil. 

However, he knew deep down that this was not the end of his meeting with this devil.

Evidently, the only reason Coco was letting this Fallen Angel Feathers go was because he was not yet strong enough to hold on to them.

Of course, Lenny was not the threat. 

The Demons behind him were the true threat.

"I plan to bring down this Dungeon When you leave. I believe you will keep my existence between us."

Lenny nodded. It was just as he thought. This was the true catch.

Coco wanted to remain a secret.

Lenny could understand.

After all, Demons had been fighting with Devils for a very long time.

Regardless of the vast difference in numbers, Demons have always had the upper hand.

That was obviously because of intelligence.

It was like how man ruled for thousands of years regardless of the strength of wild animals.

If Demons were to discover that a Devil had achieved intelligence regardless of Chaos magic, they would not let him go, hunting him down with all they had.

Lenny nodded.

For now, revealing Coco\'s secret would bring him no benefit. Therefore, he was not interested in it.

What he was most interested in was these Fallen Angel Feathers.

He opened the case and immediately, the Satan System activated, appraising the feathers like a dutiful wife.

Lenny was not interested in handing over such fortune to the Demons, regardless of the reward promised.

He rather enjoy the benefits himself.

After all, it was not every time that a literal Divine fruit fell from heaven.

"Can the feathers be absolved? " Lenny asked the Satan System.

<Yes! However, Digestion process will take time.>

Lenny frowned at this. "Why?"

<All Angels operate at a different frequency regardless of type. These feathers are not of the same frequency as Lord Lucifer Morningstar. There are in fact, from three separate Angels. Digestion will require full power of system, host\'s soul and body>

Lenny\'s frown tightened.

"Are you saying that if I take in this Angel Feathers, I will be powerless?"

<Affirmative: Host\'s capabilities will be reduced significantly during the digestion process. Full digestion with full power down will take 4 days and three hours.>

"And what of half?"

<Eight days, six hours>

Lenny sighed.

He could not let the feathers go, and yet, he knew that there was only so long he could stay in this place before the Demons ran out of patience.

He had no choice. He would have to risk it.

However, there was no way he was going to go limp for four straight days.

That was him literally serving himself up on a platter.

He trusted no one with his limp body for that long. That included the Boss Devil.

Besides, his plan was to offend all the Demons in the Arena