"Wow!" Denji was startled and almost threw the ball in his hand.

He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, only to find that everything that just appeared seemed to be just an illusion.

The zombie demon on the opposite side seemed to have discovered some terrible secret, and screamed: "You are finished...you are being targeted by her...hehe...hehehe..."

"So - what have you been saying about Didi since just now? It's so annoying!" Denji lowered his face with an unfriendly expression.

The zombie demon looked at the dark red ball in Denci's hand with awe, and his body twitched slightly, "The root of fear...the abyss...the destination of all demons..."

Can't understand.

So Denji put away the ball and waved Pochita decisively.

Buzz!

The chainsaw buzzes.

Taking advantage of the moment when the zombie demon's mental state was not very stable, Denji jumped up with all his strength and cut this disgusting and nagging guy in half!

Sure enough, the zombie demon came back to life strangely after death.

"Long live the abyss!" it roared with all its strength, and then disappeared.

Standing where he was, Denci felt a little at ease.

it's over.

It should be over...right?

"I don't know what happened, but Pochita, it seems that a large part of our debt has been canceled." Denji held Pochita in his arms and said cheerfully.

"Ah woo~" Pochita responded enthusiastically.

But at this moment, Dianci felt inexplicably uneasy.

His vision went dark and he knelt down on one knee.

"Aww!" Pochita fell to the ground and shouted eagerly.

Dian Ci covered his mouth and coughed.

Four or five seconds later, he looked at the sticky blood on his palms and said with a pale face: "Finally, have I reached this day? Asshole, something good has just happened and you haven't celebrated yet..."

His heart was not good to begin with, coupled with malnutrition, heavy labor, and the incompleteness of his body's organs, Denji, who was not yet eighteen years old, reached the end of his life.

"Hey, what's your expression?" Denji stood up and took Pochita into his arms again, "I told you that this day would come, didn't I?"

Looking at the zombie remains on the ground, he took a deep breath and said, "Honestly, it's a relief for me to die. It's just you, Pochita."

With that said, Denci lowered his head and looked at the devil dog in his arms, "Without me, you will definitely starve to death."

"Aww!" Pochita cried out, squinting his face and rubbing Denji's chest.

"Okay, okay, I can't die now. If I die, I won't die here... Let's go home." Denji hugged Pochita and walked very slowly outside the factory.

Step by step.

The body seems to weigh a thousand kilograms.

But Denji finally managed to survive with his strong will.

Outside, the moonlight is as quiet as water.

Denci raised his head, looked at the moon in the sky, and murmured: "It's so beautiful."

It's a pity that he will never see this kind of scenery again...

Shaking his head and suppressing those messy thoughts, Denji found the car he came from and sat in the main seat for the first time.

Because I had no driving experience, it took me a long time to start the car because of the broken battery.

Fortunately, except for the factory area, there was only wasteland around, so it didn't matter if he went on a rampage. He took Pochita and returned to the simple hut on the edge of the forest amidst exclamations and extremely hearty laughter.

When I staggered out of the car, I realized that I was almost dying.

But he still insisted on returning to the house and fell into the hard bed.

"Ahem...ahem...Pochita." Denji hugged Pochita, "Now that we are home, I can also give my last words..."

"Aww!" Pochita stuck out his tongue and kept licking Denji's bloodless face.

Denji smiled and said, "I heard that some demons can take over people's bodies and survive. Pochita, if you also have this ability, you don't have to be polite and use my body to live on after I die."

After a pause, he added: "Also, bread...if you have a chance in the future, help me taste what bread with butter tastes like."

The more he talked, the more unwilling he felt. Denci couldn't help but curse, "Damn, it took a lot of effort to close the bill. I haven't touched a woman's hand yet. I haven't..."

"Aww!" A few tears welled up in Pochita's eyes.

At this moment, Denci suddenly remembered something and took out the dark red ball from his pocket with the last effort, "Pochita...this thing is a bit evil...I lost it after I died...

…”

Before he finished speaking, Denji's eyes lost their brightness.

"Aww!" Pochta suddenly wailed.

Bits and pieces came to mind, and its eyes flashed.

"Since you have realized my dream, I will realize yours too."

"This is a contract."

"Denji, stay alive!"

But just when Pochita wanted to exchange his heart for Denci, the dark red ball in Denci's hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

In the blink of an eye, an illusory figure appeared in front of Pochita.

"My friend, you look like you need help."

"I can help you."

"Fair trade, no bully."

Pochita was shocked and protected Denci tightly.

"Who are you!"

The illusory figure bowed slightly, "You can call me Mr. Abyss."

He smiled, "I come from another world and accidentally discovered this interesting place. The deeper the fear, the stronger the devil's power. Haha, this setting is very suitable for me to digest magic potions...

That’s a long way off. Anyway, I’m a weak chainsaw demon, are you willing to make a contract with me?”

Pochita did not dare to act rashly.

Because he sensed an extremely bad aura from the other party.

After a moment, Pochita gave her own answer: "I refuse!"

"What a pity." The illusory figure shook his head, "I am very interested in you."

Immediately, he snapped his fingers and pulled out Denji's soul that had not dissipated, "What about you, young man, do you want to make a contract with me in order to survive?"

"Hey!" Soul Body Denji looked at his translucent hands in horror, "Am I not dead?"

"Already dead, but death does not mean the end." The illusory figure smiled, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Soul Body Denci blinked, "What is going on now? I..."

Suddenly, he looked at Pochita, "Pochita! Am I dreaming?"

Pochita stared at the guy who called himself "Abyss" with hostility, and the saw blade on his head began to rotate rapidly.

"Ha." The figure chuckled, waved his hand casually, and trapped Pochita with dark red filaments.

"When you are not strong enough, being cruel is so cute."

Pochita struggled desperately, trying to cut off the filaments with a saw blade.

But unfortunately, the all-powerful electric saw is ineffective.

Seeing that Pochita was subdued, Denji became anxious and decided to help without even thinking about it.

But in his soul-body state, he was like a weightless astronaut, unable to control his body.

"Okay, my patience is limited." The illusory figure looked at Denci, "I ask one last time, are you willing to make a contract with me and regain your life at the cost of your own freedom?"

Without waiting for a reply, Pochita roared wildly.

"Don't agree!"

"Pochita! You can speak?" Denci was extremely surprised.

But Pochita didn't explain anything, he just stared at the enemy.

The illusory figure pondered for a moment, then raised his hands as if admitting defeat, "Okay, okay, I have to admit that the friendship between you two moved me very much.

Then, let me change the conditions.

I help you resurrect, in exchange, how about you sacrifice the lives of 999 demons for me?"

This deal seems feasible.
To be continued...