"Have I been discovered?"
Upon hearing the name 'Bomb,' Reze also dropped her act: "Technical consultant of the Fourth Special Division, Fang Mo, who exactly are you?"
"Foolish child, I am your long-lost father."
Fang Mo said this with a serious face.
"..."
Reze, after hearing this, didn't speak and silently placed her hand on the pull ring on her neck.
"Hmm? Thinking of making a move now?"
Seeing this, Fang Mo also dropped his act, crossing his arms and saying, "Then you better think carefully, I am the most terrifying Devil in the world... If you put your hand down now, I might just take you under my wing."
"Heh."
Reze, seeing this, simply laughed and then forcefully tried to pull off the ring.
But in the next second.
Fang Mo's voice rang out again.
"Hmm, so you've put your hand down, it seems you really do want to be my delighted Devil's subordinate." Fang Mo said with a satisfied smile: "As expected of Reze, indeed smarter than that Denji fellow."
"What?"
Reze was also startled upon hearing this.
She instinctively looked at her arm, which had indeed been lowered: "This... how is this possible? When did this happen?"
"This is clearly something you did yourself, isn't it?"
At that moment, Fang Mo also began to act pretentiously nearby: "I just saw you lower your hand with my own eyes, surely you've come to realize it, right? Knowing how terrifying it is to be my enemy..."
"..."
Reze didn't speak, but once again raised her hand to hook the ring.
But the same thing happened.
The next second, her arm was lowered again.
"This..."
Facing this situation twice, Reze began to feel nervous, a cold sweat instinctively ran down her forehead, this man in front of her was incredibly strange.
"You seem to be wavering, Reze."
Fang Mo said with a smile, "You seem intent on opposing me in spirit, but in reality, you lowered your hand... I know you're afraid, but don't be afraid just yet, I am quite friendly towards my subordinates."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Reze, unwilling to believe, raised her hand again towards the pull ring.
But, just like the previous times.
Unknowingly, her hand was lowered again.
"You have a very stubborn expression," Fang Mo remarked, seeing this, "It's as if you're desperately trying to prove yourself, but because of your immense fear, your arm unconsciously lowered."
"You..."
"Your heart is the bomb devil, right?"
Before Reze could speak, Fang Mo continued with a smile, "I must remind you that sometimes a Devil's senses are much stronger than humans. Even if you want to fight, the Devil inside you is already scared."
"Standing before you is the most primordial Devil in this world, a being crowned with fundamental terror, the spreader of chaos and freedom, the fourth calamity of the multiverse... Listen, the Devil inside you is crying, because it's desperately trying to stop you from going to your death."
As Fang Mo spoke, the skinned man on the ground kept emitting painful groans.
Shoggoth was chewing on him, making crunching sounds.
This little one wasn't picky at all, happily eating everything from organs to bones.
Thanks to the healing effect of the Divine Doctor Salvation Sword, the skinned man simply couldn't die. As he was being devoured, he kept regenerating, and even screaming was impossible for him. He could only emit desperate groans from his throat, inadvertently making the atmosphere even more terrifying.
"..."
Reze didn't speak, but her expression clearly began to waver.
"You..."
After a long silence, Reze finally couldn't hold back and spoke, "... really a Devil?"
"Have you ever seen a human like me?"
Fang Mo asked with a smile, "If humans were as awesome as me... By now, hell would probably have become a colony of various countries, right? Would the world still be in such a mess?"
"Are you in league with Makima?"
Reze asked.
"If I were with her, your head would already be on her office desk," Fang Mo spread his hands, "If I were a bit more serious, not just you, but all of Siberia would have been blown away."
"Hmm?"
Reze was also stunned after hearing this: "You... are not with Makima? Then why are you working in the Fourth Special Division?"
"I have made a contract with a human."
Fang Mo explained: "To help him kill the Gun Devil."
"The Gun Devil is..."
"I know the Gun Devil was killed by someone long ago."
Fang Mo interrupted Reze's words: "But let's not tell him about this brutal fact, at least for now his hatred is directed at the Gun Devil, and he still has something to pursue."
Yes, this so-called Gun Devil was indeed shattered by someone.
It had been destroyed thirteen years ago, its body divided up by the world's major powers. Since this world did not have the concept of nuclear weapons, they instinctively used the body of the Gun Devil as a strategic-level weapon.
Whenever someone stepped out of line, they would pay the price to summon the Gun Devil to wreak havoc in that country.
In this way, this thing indeed served the same purpose as nuclear weapons.
This is also why these countries would outwardly ban guns, but secretly manufacture and circulate firearms, deepening people's fear of the Gun Devil, thus strengthening their own 'trump card'.
This was one of the reasons why Fang Mo despised this world.
"Since you are not with Makima..."
Reze thought for a while, and then finally said: "Can you let Denji-kun... be mine?"
"I should be the one asking you that question."
Fang Mo looked at Reze and said: "From the beginning until now, the expressions and character you show when with Denji must be all an act, right? Playing house with a 16-year-old boy from a foreign country as a spy... I personally find it hard to accept, but Denji probably can't tell, so I only have one question, do you want Denji's heart, or the chainsaw's heart?"
"I..."
Reze seemed to fall silent for a moment: "It depends on Denji-kun's choice."
"Stay with him if he listens to you." Fang Mo asked: "And if he doesn't, you'll take his heart, right?"
"At least I didn't lie to you."
Reze said: "This is Japan, Makima's territory. If Denji doesn't run away with me, he will eventually face danger. Rather than letting him die at the hands of others, I might as well take his heart..."
"So it's like that, feels a bit yandere, doesn't it?"
After listening, Fang Mo nodded: "Indeed, it's the kind of character that my brother-kun would like... Well, okay, it's a fairly satisfactory explanation. However, young lady, the current situation here might be a bit beyond your imagination. With me looking after Denji, he is absolutely safe from danger."
"You're stronger than Makima?"
Reze asked.
"Do you know how strong Makima is?" Fang Mo retorted.
"I don't know," Reze shook her head and said, "but the organization warned me, saying Makima is very terrifying, and I can't possibly be her match..."
Before Reze could finish her sentence, Fang Mo suddenly raised his hand towards a direction.
"Huh?"
Reze was startled, but before she could react, a huge laser beam shot out from Fang Mo's hand, instantly piercing the wall of the school building, then diagonally crossing the playground and shooting towards the sky.
Originally, the sky was shrouded in a pitch-black storm, but Fang Mo's strike blew the clouds away, instantly turning the night sky as bright as day, dazzling and brilliant. Soon the light faded, and the bizarre storm had disappeared, replaced by a clear night sky.
While Reze was stunned, Fang Mo's voice rang out again.
"The energy contained in that strike of mine could destroy about one-third of Tokyo," Fang Mo said calmly. "Believe me, I've really restrained myself."
"..."
Reze felt somewhat dazed, only then understanding what he meant by "terrifying". Although the beam wasn't directed at her, she still felt a suffocating sense of deadly intent. Just a brush from it would mean death, and being a Devil Fiend wouldn't help; she would simply be obliterated.
"What do you want me to do?"
After a brief silence, Reze couldn't help but ask.
"Do you even need to ask?" Fang Mo said, while already reaching out his hand towards Reze. Seeing this, Reze, as if resigned to her fate, closed her eyes. The gap in their strength was unimaginably vast, and resistance was pointless.
However, the anticipated harm did not come.
Instead, a warm and strong hand was placed on her head.
"???"
Reze opened her eyes in surprise.
"When there's a chance, I'll let you go to school with Denji," Fang Mo said with a smile on his face. "But I still have some matters to handle right now. If you really like Denji, then stay and play with him, even playing house is fine."
"But my organization..."
"Humans always overestimate themselves."
Fang Mo waved his hand indifferently: "Let them come if they want, I'm actually in need of some entertainment here. What do you think about me creating a hundred-kilometer diameter poisonous potato and hurling it at Moscow?"
"And Makima..."
Reze seemed to still be a bit hesitant.
"Don't worry about her," Fang Mo said, rubbing Reze's head vigorously. "When Christmas comes, I'll figure out a way to turn her into a Christmas tree, so don't be afraid of a tree, okay?"
"The Christmas tree means..."
"Of course, stuffing it with gifts underneath."
Fang Mo withdrew his hand, smiling cheerfully: "Right, I remember that bells are usually hung on Christmas trees. I'll get her two Manyullyn bells and see whether the bells or her screams are louder."
"This..."
After hearing this, Reze's expression became incredibly weird: "Are you sure you're not joking?"
"Hey, why would I joke about this?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Mo immediately showed a sincere expression: "I'm really keen on setting you up with Denji. Join the Fourth Special Division. I'll talk to the higher-ups, and tomorrow the whole Fourth Special Division will throw a welcome party for you. After the party, you'll all train together, and if you're tired, you'll just lie on the ground and drink blood to recover. Don't worry, our team atmosphere in the Fourth Special Division is really good…"