Endless Debt.

Chapter 821 Contradiction Spiral
Greystone Town is said to be a small town, but because of its complex terrain structure and piled-up buildings, it will be extremely difficult to find someone from this small town, but if it is big, It’s actually not that big, as long as there is a clear direction, Bologo, as the power bearer, can completely traverse this place in a few minutes.

"I just said that at night, these poisonous insects will crawl out."

Burrog looked at the church covered in blood and broken limbs. As early as the first dull gunshot rang through the night, he sensed the conflict here and rushed towards it at high speed.

The situation was just as I expected, I became an uninvited guest and broke into the disputes among these people.

Smelling the blood in the air, they are like stimulants, completely awakening Bologo's spirit and body.

"Yo, Father, we meet again."

Burrog looked at the end of the blood and corpses, the figure that was almost completely swallowed by the thorns.

York's face has become bloody and bloody. Bloody thorns protruded from his eye sockets, crushing and crushing most of his face. It was also difficult for Burrog to distinguish the identity of the monster.

Taking a deep breath, Bologo took a few more steps forward, and as he moved forward, the secret energy-government edict was further released, and the invisible force that enveloped everyone became heavier.

The two fanatics closest to Burrog opened their mouths forcefully, and a series of gurgling sounds came out of their throats, followed by a large amount of blood spilling out, and at the same time their chests were visibly sunken.

The chest cavity and both lungs were directly crushed into a ball of dirty blood, and the feet were lifted off the ground. Under the heavy pressure, the spine folded, and the shocking sound of bones breaking continued until the whole body was squeezed into a ball A misshapen ball of meat.

Amidst the sobbing and mourning, the mighty force surged from all directions, and even completely collapsed him into a scarlet blood cell mixed with flesh and tissue.

The two blood cells were suspended silently, and the next second the blood cells burst. Amid the sound of gurgling water, the blood soaked the ground and flowed through every corner.

After doing all this, Bologo still had that expressionless look on his face, as if the atrocities just now were just some kind of normal thing... For him these days, this is indeed a normal thing.

In the successive battles with the Night Clan, these undead people made Bologo very upset. As long as they didn't completely kill them with one blow, they would always stand up again, so Bologo invented this extremely cruel trick. The terrifying power of domination completely crushed their bodies, without giving any chance of resurrection.

This tactic is very useful for the Night Clan, and it should be the same for the Scarlet Sect.

"Scarlet Sect, Night Clan, what else?"

Bologo looked around, and then set his eyes on York again. Seeing York's twisted and deformed appearance, Bologo suddenly understood why he was hostile to York when they met for the first time.

Looking at the wildly growing thorns, a familiar sense of rage spread in Bologo's chest, just like fate, Bologo didn't expect that he would meet it so soon.

"Original crime armed?"

Burrog went straight to York, and under the shackles of the power of control, everything in the church seemed to be frozen in time, allowing Burrog to manipulate.

In the broken face, the scarlet eyeballs rolled slowly, and York just watched Burrog walking towards him, fear and anxiety dominated his mind.

York was not unfamiliar with this extreme sense of uneasiness, having experienced it in another human being before.

The man named Regent.

The figure of Bologo gradually overlapped with him, turning into a group of evil incarnations...

The existence that must be killed!
Thinking of this, York's expression became angry again, trying to move his body to kill Bologo, but all he did was in vain, and he couldn't even make the thorns sway.

Burlogo didn't notice the change in York's expression, and even if he did, he didn't care.

Tino also looked sideways at Bologo. If they were terrified after York turned into a monster, then Bologo's arrival was complete despair.

Tino has seen the power of those in power before, but he has never encountered such a deadly force, as if everything in his mind has been controlled, he can't move, and there is only despair in his heart.

But as Burrog approached and his face gradually became clear from the darkness, this sense of despair turned into dead silence.

"Bologo..."

A hoarse voice came out of Tino's mouth with difficulty, and Bologo turned his head, "You know me?"

Tino didn't respond, just smiled hoarsely. Of course he knew Bologo, and many people knew Bologo.

As Bologo became the leader of the operation team, he thoroughly implemented his vigorous and decisive style, and solved one enemy after another in an efficient and cruel way. It's hard to pay attention.

Among the Gorilla Sect, the King's Secret Sword, and many other forces, Bologo has already replaced Lebius and has become the target of a new round of attention. Knowing what kind of guy Bologo is, after seeing Bologo From Ge's first glance, Tino's mind was completely dead.

Tino had heard the legends about Bologo, and once it fell into his hands, a clean death would be a gift instead.

Regarding this point, Tino also felt it now, the blood overflowing the ground had just covered his shoes at this moment, and Tino could vaguely feel the warmth of the blood.

"All I need is a living creature," Burrog said to Tino.

Tino froze for a moment, he knew what would happen next, but when he thought of death, a greater fear dominated his mind, and even made him say involuntarily.

"I……"

Thinking of the horror of other people being squeezed into blood cells, Tino yelled uncontrollably.

"me!"

Burrog nodded lightly. Before the others realized what was going on, they collapsed into distorted sarcoid blood cells one after another. They burst into large pieces of blood without even making a scream. The rain evenly covered the walls.

The blood dripped on Tino's body, and the residual temperature was like a raging fire, burning his body surface and stinging his nerves.

According to the configuration of Tino's team, with their strength, they are enough to clean up the entire town, but they were beheaded by Bologo in one encounter. This is not even a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

After finishing off these people, Bologo looked at York again, stretched out his hand and stroked the blood-stained thorn, and asked in a low voice.

"Do you know what this is, Father."

York opened his mouth, his throat was full of thorns, and they squirmed and crawled like maggots. Seeing this, Burrog simply opened the suitcase and took out the already restless Sawaxe.

As the hand ax escaped the restriction of the blocking metal, the two original sin weapons respectively smelled each other's breath, like hungry beasts aware of the existence of prey, they all yelled furiously.

In an instant, Burrog's mind was filled with all kinds of blasphemous sounds. There was a voice that tempted Burrog to swing the hatchet and cut off York's head. The same voice echoed in York's mind, but Under the disparity in strength, he could do nothing but keep angry.

"Will such a change be produced if the body and mind are completely liberated to the original crime weapon?"

Bologo completely ignored those crazy voices, and looked at the changes in the Sawaxe and the Thorn Binding Pain Lock like a scientific investigation.

The original chains turned into dense thorns, which almost merged with York, turning him into a monster that wields spikes wantonly, and the sawaxe in Bologo's hand was also trying to overlap with Bologo.

Bologo guessed that if he was completely dominated by the sawaxe, he would also become like York in front of him.

"Like... like a vehicle for the devil."

Bologo thought of Vika, the bald bartender. Apart from his daily work, his biggest function was to be a carrier of mammon.

Right now, the original sin arm is like this. When the holder is completely swallowed by the original sin arm, the holder becomes an unconscious carrier, and what really dominates the body is the broken will of rage.

Continuing to think about this idea, what happens when many holders decide the only champion?

When the champion of blood collects all the original sin weapons, does it also mean that the champion has collected all the fragments of rage, and then pieced together the real...Sin of rage · the pupil of eternal wrath?
For a moment, Bologo began to doubt what Sai Zong said to himself. He asked himself to gather all the original sin weapons, and whether he wanted to awaken the pupil of eternal wrath?But if Sai Zong really wanted to awaken the Eye of Eternal Wrath, in these hundred years, he could do it by himself instead of telling himself.

However... the continuous killing of the original sin armed forces may really wake up the pupil of eternal wrath. This is deeply touched by Bologo. Those evil whispers can be heard from time to time.

If the Source Sin Armament is scattered, it is easy to be held by others, and if it is assembled, it is possible to piece together a complete pupil of eternal wrath. This sounds extremely contradictory, but considering that this is the essence of the devil, everything becomes reasonable.

The devil itself is the embodiment of desire, a forward obsession, and the idea that the eyes of eternal wrath yearn for peace itself is contradicting the essence of rage.

It's like the contradiction between protection and curse.

"Sounds like a misshapen spiral."

Bologo muttered to himself, and then grabbed the thorn that pierced York's body. With the invasion of ether, the secret energy and ruling edict completely dominated York's body.

Pull hard.

Accompanied by the hissing sound of flesh cutting, Burrog pulled out a blood-colored thorn group abruptly, and they burst out of the body, almost tearing most of York's body.

York's body seemed to be drained, and he fell heavily into a pool of blood, but he was not immortal by virtue of his immortality, and as he was dying, the blood that permeated the ground flowed against York one after another.

As long as there is enough blood, the Night Race will not die. This is also the experience Bologo has learned in the past. He often hangs the Night Race in the sun, and drags it back to feed the blood when it is half burned. The first interrogation method is very effective. Basically, two or three rounds are held, and the other party will say what should be said and what should not be said.

Breaking away from York's body, the group of thorns squirmed violently, but soon it returned to tranquility, turning into a stiff, red rusty shell.

Step on the empty shell with one foot, and among the fragments, a chain full of barbs quietly soaked in the blood.

Under the pressure of Bologo, the thorn-bound pain locks became their original appearance, and Bologo then put away the sawaxe, he was fed up with the endless whispers in his mind.

It seemed that York still needed some time to heal himself, so Bologo sat down on the half-shattered bench beside him and asked Tino directly.

"Why did the Scarlet Sect appear here?"

Burrog continued, "Is it for the monster in the abandoned land?"

Tino hesitated for a moment, and during the time of his hesitation, his whole arm twisted and folded strangely, the bones were shattered joint by joint, and the tendons and flesh were twisted together.

Tino was sweating from the pain, and he wanted to howl, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make any sound.

Burlogo asked, "I ask you, is it difficult?"

Tino suppressed the pain, and nodded with difficulty. The next second, he found that he could speak again, and his teeth were chattering.

"Yes... yes, we're going to free it."

"What are you going to do?" Bologo then asked, "I mean, how are you going to liberate it, it's a deserted place, and it's not easy to capture it."

Since the Decaying Plague event, the abandoned land has no cover anymore. In order to ensure the safety of this place, the fourth group, the Extinct Outpost, has been fully mobilized.

In the previous days, because of the idle work, the fourth group was once considered a good place to retire and provide for the elderly. However, with the order issued, the fourth group carried out an investigation on the abandoned land in just a few months. A lot of defenses were put in place, relying on the large virtual domain and quiet line of defense, turning it into a fortress built on the abandoned land.

Bologo thinks that although the Scarlet Rot Sect is a group of lunatics, they are not yet crazy. They cannot guess the actions of the Bureau of Order. A rash attack will only wipe them out. They must still be plotting something. The means to break through the fourth group.

"Say."

Tino shook his head, "I'm just a believer, only the bishop knows the whole picture of the plan."

Before the words fell, Bologo twisted Tino's other arm, but obviously, the severe pain could no longer force Tino, and Bologo could only say from the bottom of his heart.

"Amy, can you?"

The secret energy·Xin Duoying can spy on the hearts of others, which can also be understood as directly searching the memories of others, just like the method of the Ethereal School.

Amy is still quite resistant to this kind of thing, she rarely does it unless necessary, but obviously, she can't refuse any request from Burlogo.

"it is good."

A phantom arm stretched out from Burrog's chest, and just as it was about to touch Tino, everyone heard an elegant chuckle.

In an instant, the blood that covered the church boiled up, and when they were peaceful again, they turned into a smooth blood-colored mirror.

Tino struggled crazily as if he knew what was going to happen, and Bologo's eyes became serious, and he clearly felt a burning pain coming from his chest.

The imprint that has existed for a long time is burning at this moment.

Burrog knew who was coming.

(End of this chapter)