Endless Debt.

Chapter 822 The Turning Point

The blood boiled and churned, setting off layers of blood waves. Under the ripples, countless dead bodies were covered. They struggled and roared in the blood water, and the sound of breaking echoed on the lake, making one's hair stand on end.

Frenzy appeared in Tino's eyes. He knew that the god he believed in was coming, and Bologo was waiting for it. Although this was not the first time he had confronted the devil, no one knew what these moody guys were. will do something.

Burrog looked at the bloody water that continued to spread. All the matter covered by the bloody water was swallowed up. The broken benches sank into it one by one, even the burning candlesticks.

Dragging up York's broken body, Burrog led him back until he stood on the edge of the statue, and the blood stopped spreading. At this moment, there was nothing in the church, only the countless heads, Limbs and corpses rise and fall in it, and a series of screams and wailing sounds come out of their mouths, as if they are calling for the destination of life.

If Bologo is allowed to write the history of the extraordinary world, then he will definitely regard the epidemic of decay as a turning point in world change.

The hesitant fork road entrenched in the great rift was completely destroyed, and the abandoned land was exposed. The light that had burned for countless years showed a tendency to go out, and the evils of this world tortured by the fire were about to escape from the cage.

The king's secret sword was hit hard, and the overlord Xilin also returned at this moment.

As the concentration of aether continued to rise, Burlogo felt as if the entire world was undergoing a major reality shattering.

Reality shattered.

The illusory story and the real reality are slowly overlapping, and the monsters hiding in the story, as if they are no longer afraid of the light, are rushing out of the darkness one after another.

The Night Clan, the Scarlet Sect, the Gray Merchant Chamber of Commerce...the devils' families no longer hide themselves, but step into the world in a high-profile way, spreading noise and madness, until there is no boundary between illusion and reality.

Burrogo thought the rise of the Night Clan was crazy enough, until even the devil couldn't hide himself anymore.

"Ma'am!" Tino shouted, "Great lady!"

He noticed that great existence, and he shed tears excitedly. As a fanatic, everything in front of him is a great gift to him, but in the next second, his carnival singing stopped abruptly, only Jian stretched out countless arms from the bloody water, tightly grasping Tino's body.

Then tear off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Tino wailed in pain, but his wailing couldn't stop the tragedy from happening at all. More and more arms grabbed him, dragging him into the blood little by little.

The sound of tearing, gnawing, chewing... There seemed to be countless hungry monsters lurking under the bloody water. They were devouring Tino's body, stripping his flesh and blood, breaking his bones and sucking them dry.

Bologo looked at this scene indifferently. It was not the first time he had seen the madness of the Scarlet Sect. As for Tino's end, he had nothing to sympathize with.

"Is this blood a sacrifice from you?"

Burrogo asked, "Like the original sin you represent, what corresponds to your desires will guide you."

Opening the suitcase, Bologl drew out the pitch-black Grudge Bite, a deadly blade capable of severing any substance under the aether boost... Bologl hadn't tried to split a devil with it yet.

Dense bubbles emerged from the bloody water and burst, making a gurgling sound. In this area full of horror, a pile of skeletons made of scarlet bone marrow floated out of the bloody water.

They are attached to muscle tissue to form terrifying skeletons. The bones are soft, flexible and slender. They wave their blood-red arms and make low-pitched whispers, as if they are singing an evil curse.

Under the aura of madness, the high concentration of ether accumulated here, and Bologo even had a strange sense of detachment, as if the church he was in had been stripped from reality under the power of the devil and discarded in the In the ether world.

On the high platform of the skull, Bologo saw the lady covered in blood. She was entangled by these skeletons, as if she was tortured and threatened by them, and she seemed to be worshiped by them.

Blood flowed from her body, woven into bright red clothes, slowly raised her head, and countless faces flashed on her face.

Devils are all like this. They never have a specific face or shape. They change more according to the inner desires of the observers. However, some devils will choose a certain characteristic because of their personality and other factors. form.

For example astronauts.

"Mr. Borogo Lazarus," began the lady, "we meet again."

She slowly walked down the high platform of the skull, stepped on the bloody mirror, and approached step by step, dragging a dark red gorgeous robe behind her, and coming with her was the strong smell of blood that filled the surroundings.

"The frequency of your appearance in the world is getting higher and higher," Bologo said calmly, "even the image has become more concrete... Your influence on the material world has become greater, and you have even gotten rid of Have you broken the bondage of the country?"

The ether world is slowly overlapping with the material world, and as the concentration of ether increases, these monsters who are bound in the ether world will gain more power in the material world.

"It's not quite out of it yet, but a meeting like this, I can still do it," the woman said.

Bologo was silent for a moment, and raised his hand suddenly. Under his command, the wall beside him collapsed instantly and a crack appeared, and what appeared behind the crack was not the familiar town, but a muddy darkness , and the arc glare that flickered in the dark.

Seeing this scene, Bologo felt a lot more relaxed, "We are not in the material world."

The lady laughed, knowing that this would not fool Burrogo.Burrog also smiled a little awkwardly, feeling a little nervous.

In the past years, the direct interference of the devils on the material world has little influence, even if they have made some progress, they have only created a land where they can exert their power. However, with the overlap of the two worlds, the concentration of ether Ascension, the devils undoubtedly gained more power.

It is true that the Lady cannot fully descend into the physical plane, but she can extract a part of the physical plane and sublimate the entire area into the etheric plane.

The church is now in the gap between the physical and etheric planes.

"What do you want to do, ma'am?" Burrog took a deep breath.

"It's nothing, I just came to meet my enemy. After all, our conflict is getting more and more acute, and there is almost no room for adjustment. Maybe the next time we meet, we will draw our swords."

"Oh? I thought we were sworn enemies all along."

Even in the face of the devil, Burlogo remained strong, and it wasn't the first time he had been like this anyway.

"There is no absolute mortal enemy, there are only entanglements of interests," the lady said, "I think I..."

"To shut up."

Borrog snapped, and flatly rejected all the lady's proposals.

"Are you sure you don't want to hear it?"

The lady was not offended by Burlogo's offense, she continued to walk forward, strands of black hair fell from her temples and slid across her forehead, her face was as expressionless as a blank sheet of paper , This situation and this scene are like a ghost performance.

"Listen to what? I've heard enough of your nonsense," said Burrog.

The lady said flatly, "Leviathan is not trustworthy."

"Mammon said the same thing before," Bologo shook his head, "He is not trustworthy, so are you trustworthy?"

"We can be trusted in some cases where necessary."

The lady confessed to Burrog, "A new round of disputes has begun. We want to defeat Leviathan, but he is much trickier than we thought, so I hope to make progress with you."

As Leviathan's Chosen One, Borrog occupies an extremely critical position in the dispute.

"Kill me? Or imprison me?"

Bologo was not surprised by this development. He had faced danger many times, and Burlogo's nerves were almost numb to it.

"No no no, how come?"

The lady's hands rested on her chest, outlining her curves. She approached, getting closer and closer, and then stopped. Suddenly, her breath rushed towards her face, like a breath of fresh blood, which made people addicted to it , many strange hallucinations could not help appearing in my mind.

"External pressure will only bring you closer together," the lady said. "I want to tell you some secrets, some secrets about Leviathan."

"for example?"

"For example, Leviathan almost defeated everyone and became the only devil king."

Bologo's heart was a little heavy. He had thought about how powerful Leviathan was among the devils, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Admit it, Bologo, the situation where we conquer each other is more suitable for human survival than deciding the only devil king, isn't it?"

The lady continued, "Once there is a unified and absolute will, and under the premise that the etheric world and the physical world overlap, will you have any chance of winning?"

Bologo suddenly thought of the fight between the original sin armed holders, and what is the difference between the champion they decide and the devil king.

Unification is not a good choice, nor is division. Wills with power are full of contradictions and distortions everywhere.

"You want me to betray Leviathan?" Burrog asked.

"I don't think I can convince you so easily."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"But I believe in you, I believe that you will make the right decision after knowing some information... In other words, you will take the initiative to betray Leviathan."

Bologo suddenly laughed, and he said mockingly, "Why do you think I will be loyal to Leviathan?"

This sentence stopped the lady, she didn't expect that Bologo would say such a sentence, and then she wanted to say something, but found that the surrounding ether was escaping at a high speed.

Borrog's eyes shone with light. Under his command, the surrounding ether escaped at high speed like a tide, converging towards the void area, and countless energies fluctuated, emitting a faint white light, venting.

Bologo is not a school of origin, and cannot learn etheric silence and etheric prohibition. However, as he became familiar with the secret energy and governing edict, Bologo found that he could artificially create a weakened etheric vacuum on another level.

Command all aether to flee!

The power of domination became stronger, and they burst out strong energy fluctuations in the air. With the continuous increase of the ether flow rate, these fluctuations suddenly formed a strong suction force, and the surrounding air was also involved in it. With the gap that Bologo shattered, it was thrown towards the outside world.

Like a torrent that broke a bank, the ether in the room was drained in the blink of an eye, and the rise of the material world in the area was forcibly interrupted, losing the support of the ether, and the foundation of reality fell to the material world again.

The lady suddenly felt the pressure from all around. With the ether driving away and the church returning to reality, the laws of the material world are resisting the existence of the lady and trying to expel her.

Seeing this, the lady just smiled, "You always bring me surprises, Bologo."

Bologo suddenly stepped forward, and a quick slash fell instantly. The pitch-black sword body was like an abyss, swallowing the mind that was looking directly at the blade.

A fine bead of blood suddenly oozes from the smooth neck of the woman, and the next moment the whole head falls into the bloody water, and even the skull plate collapses together.

The blood boiled and evaporated quickly, swallowing everything with it, and when it burned dry, there was nothing left on the ground, whether it was the remains of the bench or the severed limbs of the corpse, there was nothing, Only the condensed blood filled the air.

Bologo withdrew his grievance, and it was not the first time he had offended the devil. In the eyes of others, Bologo only took it for granted.

"What do you think of her..." Amyu asked in a low voice.

"It's true and it's not," Burrog said. "I never doubted the Leviathan's ambitions, but so did they."

"but……"

Burrog turned around slowly and looked at the dying York. He raised his hand and cut open his palm. Blood dripped down and flowed into York's throat.

"I think her real purpose is to kill Tino and keep the secret."

"Ok?"

"I guess she didn't expect that her believers would meet me here, and just like what Tino said, they must be trying to find a way to release the evil in this world."

"What should we do next?"

This kind of thing is too complicated for Amy, and sometimes she thinks it's good to be a backup battery.

"Next," Burrog said, looking at York who fell on the ground, "wait for him to wake up first."

"It's strange. Although the Night Clan is very active, they haven't had the guts to get close to the city of oath, Opus, but now there is such a Night Clan in Greystone Town."

During the several months of fighting, Bologo has accumulated a lot of experience with the night tribe, "What I don't understand is that every night tribe is a walking source of plague. When you find a night tribe, He might have given more blood to the Night Clan, and even a large number of bloodthirsty people."

Recalling his short experience in Greystone Town, Bologo became more confused.

"But this town is very clean, it seems that there is only one night clan."

Burrog couldn't figure out what was going on with York, had he never bled anyone?This sounds too contradictory to the nature of the Night Clan.

But... the world itself is contradictory.

(End of this chapter)