DEVOUR! DEVOUR! DEVOUR! YOU GET DEVOUR TOO!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I AM A DEVOUR KING!!!! I WILL DEVOUR EVERYTHING!!!!!

[Devourer]

Item Devoured: Beretta Px4 Storm

Grade: Iron

Choose one of the three:

Option 1: Shapeshift: Use any body part and turn it into Beretta Px4 Storm when required and use it for a lifetime.

Option 2: Stat: Absorb 0.3 Strength stat permanently.

Option 3: Essence: An unknown essence has been found but is nothing more than waste. Take it if you are a moron. Oh, wait. You are. So, choose this.

Matt and Ashton read the last option speechlessly. Devourer was still disgusted and angry by his moronic user.

The first time eating, he got a gun, not to say an iron-grade gun. How could it not be angry?

Matt ignored it and spoke, "Choose the first option."

Ashton nodded and without asking, chose the first option. An indescribable aura ran through his body. He felt a little bit of discomfort, so he picked up the water bottle and started drinking.

"How do you feel?" Matt asked.

"Uhm. Well. Little uncomfortable." Ashton replied.

"Can you turn your hand into the gun?" Matt again asked.

"Let me try," Ashton replied as he raised his hand, and suddenly his hand turned to Beretta Px4 Storm. He just thought about it, and on its own, his hand became Beretta Px4 Storm.

Sam hiccupped, "What the hell? Can you please fire over there? Don't worry. The room is soundproof." As he pointed toward the empty board.

Ashton nodded and fired. Again, he just thought about it, and the gun fired. A bullet came out of the gun or his middle and index finger which was now the gun's barrel.

This time both Sam and Matt gasped. Matt hurriedly pulled the gun manual out and yelled, "This says the bullet has gunpowder. How did you fire it without gunpowder???"

Sam also nodded. He also wants to know this.

"How the hell would I know? Let me show you something even more amazing." Ashton spoke as he fired continuously. One. Two. Ten. Twenty. Fifty. Then he started huffing.

"W-W-When the hell did firing a gun become this exhausting?" Ashton asked as he felt like sleeping in exhaustion. He was breathing pretty harshly now.

Matt hurriedly gave him a water bottle as he explained, "You are not just firing moron. You are making the bullets. It's seeping the energy out of you. Just like I became exhausted after using my blade. You must be hungry now. Eat."

Ashton nodded and gulped as much water as he could and then like an animal who hadn't eaten anything for months. He started devouring food non-stop.

While Sam was still shocked to the brim. Then he looked at his bag and became speechless.

Why the hell did God make such a big difference between them?

A moron like Ashton had the power to turn his body into iron, not to say a gun, if add Matt into it, then he was literally invincible.

But what about him? He got nothing. A bag full of guns which he had to carry all the time with him from now on. And let's not forget that bullets weren't endless.

Again, he just shook his head. Defeated and started eating but then he saw a scene that made a chill crawl down his spine.

"DEVOUR! DEVOUR! DEVOUR! YOU GET DEVOUR TOO!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I AM A DEVOUR KING!!!! I WILL DEVOUR EVERYTHING!!!!!" Ashton yelled excitedly, as he devoured all the types of guns he saw in the room. He picked the first option for everyone. Making them part of himself. These would be helpful later on.

Both Matt and Sam speechlessly saw this scene. The more they thought, the more fearful they became.

Having so many types of weapons, this fool moron would be like a fish in the water. Having his way. And would do whatever the hell he wanted.

Ashton then greedily looked at Explosive grenades and non-explosive grenades, and yelled "Devour."

Matt and Sam stood up. Even in their wildest dreams they never thought about grenades getting absorbed.

And they got devoured. Even Ashton himself became stunned then he found something that made him weird.

"It's Bronze Grade. These explosives are Bronze Grade. At least hand-grenade is." Ashton spoke as he saw their grades.

Matt was also reminded of something as he spoke, "Yeah. Weapons are distributed in categories. You just devoured handguns. But all of them were Iron grades. So, it's not surprising they got devoured without any problem."

"These grenades are a different story though. That was just first-time luck. You won't get this lucky again."

Ashton snickered, "Who cares? It's time I devour snipers and all." And as he said, he tried to devour the sniper but something happened which made him nearly faint.

[Devourer]

Item Devoured: AK47

Grade: Bronze

Description: Failed Devouring and getting the first option.

Choose one of the two:

Option 1: Stat: Absorb 0.5 Strength stat permanently.

Option 2: Essence: An unknown essence has been found but is nothing more than waste.

"Well, at least you got something out of it. So, don't make such a sad face. There are many AK-47s here. Devour until you get one of them." Matt patted Ashton's shoulder and even gave him a solution.

Sam, on the other hand, looked speechlessly as Ashton used his guns as a stepping stone, but could do nothing.

When Ashton was done with everything, he got 7 types of handguns (Iron Grade).

Three types of shotguns (AA-12, Heckler & Koch FAMBARM FP6, Benelli M4) [Bronze Grade].

Two Sniper rifles (AS50, Barrett M98B) [Bronze Grade].

Three types of Assault Rifles (StG 44, AK-47, M16) [Bronze Grade].

Two types of High Explosive Grenade (Mk2, Mk3A2) [Bronze Grade].

Non-high Explosive Grenade (Stun, Sting, Smoke, Riot control, Incendiary) [Bronze Grade].

Of course, then there was a grenade launcher but the thing that made him puzzle was why the hell grenade launcher that throws the grenade was of [Iron grade] while the grenade itself was of [Bronze grade] but he stopped thinking about it when Matt glared at him and like a good kid he devoured it.