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A greedy Demon!

Yu Jiayuan gritted her teeth.

As long as she could remove the pollution in her body!

“OK! A thousand!”

“Gagaga, very good. I appreciate your straightforwardness!”

The Demon Imp opened its palm, and a Goatskin Scroll and a blue quill immediately appeared in its hand. It wrote on the Goatskin Scroll as it said, “This is the contract. Each of you must collect 1,000 pure soul sacrifices and give them to me within a year. In exchange, I will remove the pollution in your bodies.”

The contract was quickly written and slowly floated into Fang Heng and Yu Jiayuan’s hands.

Fang Heng opened the contract and checked it.

[Hint: The monster from Abyss is about to form a contract with you…The player can choose whether to accept the contract.]

[Warning: This contract may have a huge hidden danger.]

[Hint: Rejecting the contract will have a high chance of angering the contract maker.]

Fang Heng read the contract carefully and frowned.

A contract signed with a Demon.

After carefully checking the contract, Fang Heng realized that the Imp in front of them was just a ‘second-hand dealer.’

In fact, the one they were signing the contract with was not the Imp but a Demon named Rivas.

After signing the contract, in addition to the agreement mentioned above, the loyalty rights of their souls would also be inherited by the Demon, Rivas, after their deaths or 20 years later. From then on, their souls would be enslaved by the Demon forever.

What a good plan!

Fang Heng sneered in his heart.

Their souls would be enslaved forever after death or 20 years later. How was that different from becoming a Fallen One?

To Yu Jiayuan, doing so would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. It was just a forceful way to stall time.

Fang Heng turned to look at Yu Jiayuan.

Yu Jiayuan gritted her teeth.

She was also obviously aware of the problem with the contract.

It was another deep abyss pit!

But she didn’t have time.

The materials needed to maintain the magic array ritual were running out.

She didn’t have the time to bargain with the Demon Imp.

After signing the contract, she still had 20 years to struggle, but if she didn’t, she would have nothing left in two days at most!

There was still a chance if she signed the contract, and there would still be time…

Yu Jiayuan gritted her teeth and started signing.

“Stop!”

All of a sudden, a loud shout came from behind.

Fang Heng heard the shout and turned to look. He saw Shan Fucai pointing his gun at them and quickly walking up the stairs with a group of people behind him.

“Stop your deal with the Demon immediately!”

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Shan Fucai shouted as he aimed at the Demon Imp in the air.

“B*stard!”

The Demon Imp nimbly dodged the attack and turned to look at Shan Fucai and the others with a hint of hatred.

“You guys again! You always interrupt me!”

The Imp cursed loudly and turned to look at Fang Heng and Yu Jiayuan, “Give me! Give me the signed contract!”

Whoosh!

The Demon Imp roared and pounced on Yu Jiayuan, trying to snatch the contract from her.

“And you! Hurry up! Sign the contract!”

As it roared, the Demon Imp’s gaze landed on Fang Heng.

Upon gazing, it seemed to have seen something extremely strange, and a hint of surprise appeared in its eyes.

It stared at Fang Heng and then revealed a look of extreme fear.

“You, you are…”

“Sha! Shalalalala!”

Suddenly, the red iron chain tied to the Demon Imp’s leg was pulled!

The Demon Imp was dragged along by the chains uncontrollably. Before it could say anything, it was dragged into the red spatial rift behind him!

“Boom!”

In the next moment, the spatial rift in the air exploded.

“This, this…”

Yu Jiayuan’s expression gradually fell into a daze as she looked at the spatial rift that exploded in mid-air and the rapidly burning contract in her hand.

Contract.

That was her last hope.

Over. It was all over.

The signing of the contract had failed, and her last hope had been destroyed.

For a moment, Yu Jiayuan felt like she had lost all hope and stood rooted to the ground.

“Fang Heng! Stop!”

Seeing that the summoning ritual had been interrupted, Shan Fucai heaved a sigh of relief. From afar, he shouted at Fang Heng, “Stand where you are and don’t move. Accept our investigation immediately! Stop all movements!”

Fang Heng’s attention was focused on Shan Fucai and the others, so he did not notice the strange behavior of the Demon Imp.

When he saw Shan Fucai and the others rushing toward him, he quickly pulled Yu Jiayuan beside him.

“Let’s go!”

He didn’t want to spend the rest of his game time in prison, so he immediately brought Yu Jiayuan to the other side of the abandoned building.

“Chase! Stop him! I want him alive!”

“Yes, sir!”

Several figures flashed past Shan Fucai and quickly approached Fang Heng like shadows.

Fang Heng sensed the pursuers behind him and immediately frowned.

They were not the normal police officers he had encountered earlier!

They should also be cultivators from one of the disciplines.

The opponents’ movement speed was extremely fast.

The situation was not good.

Fang Heng quickly took out the jade pendant from his backpack.

“Bang!”

The next moment, a black aura suddenly exploded from the jade pendant!

The aura of the death realm!

Almost instantly, Fang Heng and Yu Jiayuan disappeared under the black aura of the death realm.

“Be careful!”

That was the first time the Occult Joint Investigation Committee investigators had seen such a strange aura of the death realm. They immediately became vigilant and dared not approach the spreading black fog.

Everyone’s vision was blocked by a thick fog, and they lost track of Fang Heng for a moment.
“Fire!”

An investigator tried to use Elemental spells to purify and burn the aura of the death realm.

The effect was minimal.

D*mn it! Just a little bit more!

By the time everyone used the Water Elemental Purification to eliminate the aura of the death realm, Fang Heng’s figure had long disappeared.

If they were given a few more minutes, the entire abandoned building would be surrounded. And Fang Heng would have no chance of escaping.

But…

Shan Fucai sighed at his bad luck the past two days. He then shouted, “Hurry up! Art of Perception!”

“Art!”

Another investigator in the team formed an imprint with both hands and shouted.

Art of Perception!

The skill was released, and a faint trace appeared before the investigator’s eyes.

It was the escape route that Fang Heng had taken with Yu Jiayuan!

“Over there!”

“There’s still time, chase!”

Shan Fucai was unwilling to give up and continued to lead his men in pursuit.

Everyone followed the passage and rushed downstairs. Just as they reached the second floor, they heard a loud explosion next to them.

“Boom!”

A tall figure broke through the wall on the right and stood in front of Shan Fucai and the others.

Shan Fucai’s pupils constricted.

Sun Zhaoyu!

The infamous S-level Fallen One had been on the wanted list for over ten years. He had also contributed to the chaos in the city in the day.

“Hehe, I made it, I made it.”

Sun Zhaoyu patted the dust off his body and banged his fist in front of his chest. He looked at the people from the Occult Joint Investigation Committee, and his eyes revealed a strong desire to fight, “Come on, you trash. I don’t like you at all. Just attack me together!”