853 Turn A Blood Demon Into Dog Fart

Lenny was not ordinary. Not even a little bit. This was a man capable of using Darkline magic, Chaos magic and still use Holy magic. His capabilities were void of common sense.

However, it was at this point that Cuban noticed that something was wrong. He had initiated the first attack, but now, he could notice that his body was slowly disintegrating.

That water vapor that Coco and the others could see from outside was not actually from Lenny. No, it was from him. Lenny was literally drying him up. 

"How dare you. You little maggot. I created you. You will not defy me." Cuban screamed as he brought the full brute force of his power to display. However, no matter how he increased the force of the Tornedo, it did not help matters.

In fact, it only compounded his problems for him. It was like he was fanning Lenny's flames, and their embrace together became hotter and hotter. 

Soon, it would be reaching temperatures akin to volcano levels.