"A shotgun?" Delaweed laughed and stepped forward. "As if that scares me. I am mightier than a shot—"
BANG!
The Demon-Killing Shotgun trembled as it fired pellets, and Delaweed was thrown backwards, the impact knocking the wind out of him.
"Whoo… Whoo…"
Delaweed panted heavily, and he looked down at his chest plate armor, and the pellets were stuck at it.
He felt very lucky that he spent half a million to purchase this armor. It was easily the most expensive purchase of his.
It now saved him.
Fang Raon made his next move. He moved fluidly like fish in the water. The black blade came for Delaweed like a serpent.
Delaweed clashed with the black blade. The axes clashed, sparks flying in all directions.
He then brought his axe from high above his head. He swung it down. The black blade arched through the air and deflected it in time.
Fang Raon swung the Demon-Killing Shotgun—like it was a baseball bat—and he whacked it across Delaweed's face.
Blood gushed out of his mouth.
