A foreigner's journey

The fighting inside the department store intensified.

The entrance when Denji and his group came had been completely blocked by a flood of dolls, and they could only rush towards the top floor of the mall where there were relatively few people.

At the stairs on the first floor, Hayakawa Akira swung his katana with his backhand and killed the two dolls that rushed towards him. He turned around and shouted: "Mr. Kusaka, are you okay yet?"

"Don't rush me."

At the entrance of the stairs, Kusakabe crouched in the center of the magic circle drawn with blood, breathing smoke towards the rapidly approaching wave of dolls.

Then the dozen or so dolls closest to them all froze and turned into stones, and were then ruthlessly smashed into pieces by the dolls behind them.

"No, there are too many people! Go to the second floor quickly!" Kusakabe also panicked. The one he contracted with was the Stone Demon, and he could summon the Stone Demon by drawing the corresponding magic circle with his blood. The stone demon is very powerful when calculated mentally and unintentionally. As long as it is contaminated by the petrified breath it sprays, it is almost certain to die, but it cannot cope with the continuous suppression of troops.

Mr. Fu sighed: "You run up, I'll hold them back for a while."

"Brother Fu, don't be so brave, let's go together!" Denci was pushed up and ran up, but he didn't forget to turn around and call Mr. Fu to run with him.

"Idiot, I won't die in vain, don't look down on me, kid."

Standing at the corner of the building, Mr. Fu raised his arm and pointed at the rushing dolls: "I'll leave these leftovers to you, Swamp Devil."

Dark green slime composed entirely of mud slime emerged from the feet of these dolls and sucked them firmly in place. The entire hall on the first floor turned into a huge swamp, and all the dolls that rushed over were sucked into the swamp without exception.

Everyone who had not had time to run away immediately cheered, and Denci clapped hard: "Brother Fuku is awesome!"

Mr. Fu exhaled, and the arm that had just healed became dripping with blood again, and this time all the nails on the ten fingers disappeared, revealing the flesh and blood inside.

"As expected of Mr. Fu, how long can this last?" Kusakabe looked at Mr. Fu.

"It depends on the digestion speed of the swamp devil. It shouldn't last long. Keep running up."

Mr. Fu looked unhappy: "Santa Claus is not a fool. After the entrance to the first floor is blocked, he will definitely find other ways to get in. Tamaki, have you contacted the headquarters?"

"We have contacted the Tokyo Demon Hunter headquarters and said that they will send people over for reinforcements." Tamaki put down his mobile phone: "We have planned the tour route for the past few days, and this department store is also under planning, so there will not be too many people in the mall. With many customers, in other words, Santa Claus’s transformable dolls will not pose a threat in the mall.”

"Ah? Are you using me as bait?" Denci finally understood. He had been walking back and forth along a fixed route for the past two days in order to lure out those who wanted to kill him.

"I'm really sorry for using you as bait these days, Denji-kun." Tamaki apologized unapologetically: "Human beings turned into dolls cannot be restored. In view of the major events that Santa Claus has caused, we also want to do our best. This dangerous plan was drawn up to limit the damage as much as possible and make a quick decision. I hope you can understand."

"The puppet can only be operated nearby, and Santa Claus is nearby." Himeno looked ugly, because Santa Claus is also an extremely powerful and heretical existence among demon hunters. The other party doesn't care about civilian casualties at all, he can do anything as long as he can complete the mission.

Sometimes, the human heart is scarier than the devil.

Without the threat of the dolls on the first floor, everyone's pressure suddenly dropped, and they moved towards the top floor while cleaning up the scattered dolls.

"By the way, what happened to the huge noise that caused the panic just now?" Ji Ye was a little confused: "Santa Claus doesn't seem like the type that can cause such a big noise."

"The Stone Demon said it was the [Dragon] that was angry."

Kusakabe's expression turned ugly: "Sure enough, the [Dragon Demon] from the Celestial Dynasty is also here."

"Dragon Demon? What is that?" Denci asked curiously.

"The Dragon Demon, known as the oldest demon incarnation in the Celestial Dynasty, has single-handedly changed the concept of [dragon] from a definition in fantasy works to a reality that everyone fears. I heard that he was arrested by the Celestial Dynasty a few years ago for going too far. Sealed in Lingyin Temple.”

Mr. Fu glanced at Denci:

"You are really a treasure. In order to get your heart, the Heavenly Dynasty even unleashed a killer weapon like the Dragon Demon."

Denji raised his fingers and made a V sign: "If you are a beautiful assassin, it is not impossible for you to get close to me."

"But shouldn't demons be weaker than demons? After all, they are just demons transformed by human corpses." Hayakawa Akira asked.

(Pava protested from the side: Demons are weak? That’s funny! If I were serious, this place would be filled with blood!)

Mr. Fu explained: "The Dragon Demon is an exception. He can perfectly exert all the powers of the Dragon Demon. You can think of him as the [Dragon Demon] itself."

(Pawa became more and more impatient when she saw that no one was paying attention to her: I am also the blood demon! Don’t underestimate me just because I look cute?)

"He? He's a stinky man, so forget it." When Denji heard that the Dragon Demon was a man, he immediately lost interest.

(The bleeding weapon has been condensed in Pava’s hand: Hey! Don’t ignore me!)

Everyone came to the seventh floor of the mall, which is the highest floor of the department store. Next, just walk across the seventh floor hall to the stairs at the other end, and you can go to the top of the building.

But everyone stood motionless at the top of the stairs. Mr. Fu and others had nervous expressions on their faces, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In the hall on the seventh floor outside the stairs, the corpses of dolls were scattered.

In the center of the hall, Moxi, dressed in a white women's suit, sat elegantly on top of a dozen stacked doll corpses with a smile on her face:

"Good afternoon, everyone."

"…Moxie Ziegler."

Mr. Fu looked ugly:

"Are you here for Denci too? I've always heard that you behave in a gentle and friendly manner, but I didn't expect you to be involved in this mess."

Sweat broke out on Hayakawa Qiu's forehead. He could feel the oppression coming from the silver-haired woman: "Is it the Swiss side? Or is it that other forces hired you to capture Denji?"

Jiye covered her eyes and shivered. She just tried to command the ghost demon to attack Moxi, but was immediately rejected by the ghost demon. The ghost demon is afraid of the silver-haired woman in front of him.

Moxi has long silver hair tied into a ponytail on the back of her head. She has a soft face without any aggression, and her voice is gentle, elegant and full of magnetism:

"Don't be so nervous. I don't like killing people, as long as the other party listens to my advice. The only purpose of my coming to Japan is to take Denji-kun away. If you can cooperate, I will not only not hurt you, but also help you kill [Dragon No. Majin], [Kwanghee], [Bom] and [Santa Claus] are expelled from Japan. If you are worried, we can make a contract."

"It is impossible for us to hand over Denci to you!" Mr. Fu refused without any hesitation: "If you insist on taking action, then we will have to make a fatal counterattack against you."

"You made a mistake."

Moxi jumped to the ground lightly, and the crisp collision sound of the silver-white high heels with the ground made everyone subconsciously tighten their weapons. Her eyes as blue as the sea of ​​stars scanned the crowd:

"I am willing to negotiate with you not because I am afraid of your strength, but because I always like to be polite before fighting, and I don't like to involve civilians in the battle. It is really a stupid move to drive that monster to Hokkaido with a quick slash. Now You are just a bunch of lambs to be slaughtered without the protection of ferocious sheepdogs.

I'll give you one last chance to hand over the chainsaw man. "