Endless Debt.

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Burrog stood in place like a sculpture, and thunder sounded in his mind, as if a giant was roaring at him, pouring out that name.

Regent.

York doesn't know what the name Regent stands for, but Borrog is different. He understands it too well. The pure-blooded Night Clan who escaped the "Dawn Oath", rebelled against the leader of the royal court, and tried to rebuild the Regent of the Eternal Night Empire king.

After the Plague of Decline incident, a series of night clan incidents broke out in the Rhine Alliance, all because of him, and he is also the biggest enemy who has recently disturbed the order of the material world.

"In other words, about a few months ago, the regent appeared here?"

Burrog seemed to be asking questions, but also seemed to be talking to himself. York nodded. From Burrog's reaction, he also realized the horror of the regent.

York saw enough things that night. Originally, Tino had put great pressure on him and almost killed him completely, but with the arrival of Bologo, Tino and others were crushed like ants , It is hard to imagine how powerful Bologo is, but now such a powerful Bologo, when he heard about the regent, he would actually show such an expression...

Before Bologo could continue to think, a strong sense of crisis erupted from the bottom of his heart. He lowered his head and saw a twisted, dark umbilical cord already in its complete form, extending towards the outside of the church.

Is it the Regent?Or something else?
It was not the first time he had smelled this disgusting smell, and those squirming and twisted flesh and blood immediately appeared in his mind.

Bologo turned around and broke out of the church. At this time, the sky was already bright. He jumped up and jumped directly to the top of the building. Looking down at the whole town, he could easily see the source of the evil power.

"Gorilla Rot Sect..."

Looking at the completely flesh-and-blood hotel, Bologo's heart sank. After being promoted to the team leader, many secret knowledge were also opened to Bologo, including the supernatural disaster.

Burrog easily recognized the plague of flesh and blood hanging over the inn, and he knew that it could not be allowed to continue.

But why is this time?
Because he just beheaded Tino?Or the arrival of the Scarlet Matron?
Burrog didn't have time to think about it, and ordered, "You watch him, Amy."

Amy was worried for a while, but he still listened to Burlog's words. The figure of Burrog began to blur, and the overlapping figures separated at the next moment. Amy jumped off the roof, walked quickly into the church, and controlled York again. He might be the only survivor on this trip.

Boluogo rushed towards the rising flesh and blood creation. He felt that his sudden appearance disrupted some plans of the Scarlet Sect, causing them to have to advance all this.

It would be difficult for anyone else to handle this crisis, but luckily, there was Burlogo on the scene, and he was an expert in dealing with troubles.

In the blink of an eye, the fully activated hotel stretched out its tentacles towards the surrounding streets and houses, trying to transform them into flesh and blood creations.

Many people who were sleeping woke up one after another, but when they opened their eyes, all they could see were bloody chunks of flesh and blood, and screams sounded one after another, but as the flesh and blood were completely wrapped, these sounds stopped abruptly .

The whole scene became more and more crazy. Creatures of flesh and blood grew wildly on the ground, spreading towards the street like a creeper, transforming the surrounding inorganic matter into organic matter. The iron lampposts and signboards were instantly invaded, and the metal became The meat was eaten, and the gaps were filled with rolling eyeballs.

Some broke free of the flesh and fled with difficulty from the tumorous house, fleeing in terror, but there was no doubt that these mad flesh were faster and stronger than any man.

They wreaked havoc in the streets of Old Town, directly turning everything along the way into a sea of ​​flesh and blood, and the surging waves swallowed up the running figures on the street.

A horrible atmosphere filled the air, and the tragic scenes were intertwined like the end of the world, and everything turned into a bloody chaos.

But when the flesh and blood tried to continue to expand, the majestic etheric reaction rose from the ground.

The snake scale liquid turned into extended silvery hands, and they inserted into the ground one after another, like stilts, propping up Bologo high, a blue storm rolled in his eyes, and the aether's radiance lit up the alchemy on the surface of his body. The matrix surged at high speed.

According to the teaching in the materials, if you want to curb the plague of flesh and blood, you must first create a quarantine area.

Boluoge raised his hand and pressed it down suddenly, as if he wanted to smash the ground with his palm.

At first, nothing happened, but after these few seconds, the power to distort the matter was long overdue.

Suddenly, the ground began to vibrate slightly, and the ground cracked. From the beginning, there were only a few cracks, and then the entire ground seemed to be cut open by a huge knife and axe, spreading from several cracks to the entire area.

The roar sounded like thunder hitting the ground, and buildings began to tilt and break with the earthquake. Some of the more unfortunate buildings collapsed completely, flying broken tiles and concrete blocks.

The fleshy buildings and materials were also involved in the collapse, and the air was filled with dust and heat waves. Suddenly, there was a gloomy roar from the buildings that were shattered by the earthquake, which made one's heart skip a beat.

Bologo ignored all this, driven by him, the ground sank into a huge pit, and the deep and dark well swallowed everything.

The silver hand is like a huge tentacles, pulling Bologo deep into the deep well. Under the continuous operation of the secret energy and ruling edict, the deep well continues to collapse downwards to completely cut off contact with the outside world.

In the endless darkness, crimson red mercury staggered and exploded, producing a series of deadly flames. The fireworks fell into the darkness, directly igniting the crazily growing flesh and blood, and also illuminating the terrifying well.

Even Borrog could not help holding his breath at the sight.

Right now, the bottom of the sinking well has turned into a sea of ​​flesh and blood, and countless corpses are piled up in it. They hang upside down, waving their arms wildly, and opening their mouths wide, as if they are calling for more prey.

In this meat mountain, every building has been transformed into a flesh body, they are covered with countless bones and muscle tissues, and the intertwined tentacles make the darkness only have great fear and chaos.

Burrog dragged them into the darkness, but also made them clump together, and they swelled and multiplied rapidly amidst a groaning wail.

The bloody corpses struggled to climb out of the bloody flesh, crying out in mourning. This incredible sight made Burrog's stomach churn—as if the souls of the dead were still struggling there, trying to escape this ghostly hell.

Bologo took a deep breath, clenched the grudge bite with one hand, and the hand ax with the other. Countless silver and white hands danced wildly around him, and with the burning of the red mercury, they threw fireballs, scorching the flesh and blood and smashing them to pieces. .

But this is not enough, it is not enough to deal with these crazy flesh and blood, they have evolved into a huge biological body, and all that Bologo has done is to hurt it, not kill it completely.

Seeing his appearance, Bologo couldn't help but think of the evil in this world, the beast that devours the herd. In comparison, how similar the two are, as if the leader of the devouring herd is the physical embodiment of the extraordinary disaster, the eternal rot.

"Aimu, have you notified the Bureau of Order?" Burlogo contacted Aimu through a whistle.

"The decision-making room has received it, and the processing team is heading here."

"it is good."

After getting the news from Aimu, Burlogo felt a little more relaxed. Axes and knives obviously couldn't kill these growing flesh and blood, and the burning of red mercury couldn't do it either.

All Burlogo can do now is contain the plague until the professionals come and burn it up.

Endless wailing sounded from below, and then one after another bloody tentacles rolled up rapidly, trying to devour Bologo's flesh and blood, but before they approached, the silvery-white light flashed, and the silvery-white hands turned into lizards. The sword easily splits and chops the tentacles.

"Maybe... maybe I can try."

Bologo stared at this sea of ​​flesh and blood, and an extremely dangerous idea sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

Since becoming the team leader and patrolling the Night Clan, Burrog has been in high-intensity battles. With the accumulation of combat experience, Burrog's mastery of his own secret energy has become more and more refined.

It can be said that in terms of ether precision, Bologo has trained himself to the extreme. If it were not for the limitation of rank, Bologo once felt that his skills in ether amplification could reach the extreme.

In addition to the progress in the Taichi technique and control precision, another significant progress of Bologo is the lethality of the secret energy.

Under the highly sophisticated ether operation, except for the power-holders of the same rank, all people who are lower than Bologo's rank can easily be penetrated by Bologo to break through the threshold of the soul of the moment, and then dominate, just like Tino, lose The control over the body becomes fish on the chopping board.

"The sword keeps cutting, the ax can't chop... What about my secret power?"

Thinking like this, Bologo suddenly lost the support of the silver hand, and fell straight into the sea of ​​flesh and blood.

It will take some time for the processing team to arrive. During this period, Bologo must control the spread of the disaster, but more than these, he wants to try whether he can completely kill this group of undead flesh and blood through secret energy.

After wireless narrowing, the microscopic precision operation disintegrates its existence from the inside.

The moment it fell into the sea of ​​flesh and blood, everything became excited and restless.

Boluoge swung the heavy sword and axe, chopping and splashing the flesh and blood, and the screams of the corpses became louder and louder, only the desire and pursuit of blood.

They attacked Burrog with their arms, legs, and even their own heads, but Burrog was not afraid, and with his excellent fighting skills, he killed every corpse to the ground.

However, this was just the beginning. More dead bodies gathered from all directions, seemingly more than hundreds, or even thousands. Bologo's figure was shaking violently among the flesh and blood, accompanied by heavy blows and breathing.

His sword and ax slashed across the air, tearing apart the limbs of the corpses, blood, intestines, and bones were scattered, but he still couldn't stop the coming frenzy.

Suddenly, a particularly tall corpse rose from the ground. Numerous tumors and gores hung on the pale skull, and the muscle tissue on its body was tangled like a snake.

It screamed, and then with a loud noise, the tall corpse was split in two, and blood splashed from the bleak body.Burrog took a deep breath, replenished his strength, and stepped on the huge corpse towards the endless tide.

Boluoge is under double pressure at this moment. He is not only cutting and killing the dead bones, but also controlling the entire area, sinking into the depths of the ground to isolate Greystone Town, and releasing ether at a high speed, making it fill the deep pit .

The concentration of ether increased rapidly, and Bologo felt that it was almost the same. The alchemy matrix was running at a high speed, and terrifying power was accumulated and ascended.

The reason why I couldn't kill this mass of flesh and blood was because it was too huge, so huge that as long as there was a small piece of broken flesh left, it could multiply again, but Bologo obviously couldn't do it, killing it in an instant Every inch of flesh and blood...

Can you really not do it yourself?Bologo wanted to try it, let the ether penetrate into every inch of the flesh and blood creation as much as possible, and completely bring its body under his control. This process consumed Burlogo's ether so much that he burned directly Soul crumbs.

Burrog said softly, "I order you... to collapse!"

Mysterious power · governing decree.

In an instant, the huge flesh and blood monster began to collapse internally, as if a huge explosion had occurred inside, and a part of the flesh and blood monster began to scream loudly, as if experiencing extreme pain. In this broken state, the huge The flesh and blood monster gradually began to become loose and twisted, and the fragile internal structure and unbalanced weight made it begin to twist and collapse.

Its surface began to reveal blood, muscles, bones, etc. It seemed that the entire organism had completely disintegrated, and the screams and tearing sounds from the inside of the flesh and blood monster became louder and louder, accompanied by a strong fishy smell, as if The whole air was enveloped by a pungent smell.

Burrog continued to infuse the aether, and from the highest point of view, ordered this huge life form to destroy itself.

The blood slowly flowed from the fragile tissues and organs, and the violent restraint force forced the blood to spurt out. This process was extremely painful, and the whole air was filled with stench, stench and lifeless smell, and then the muscles began to break down into small pieces , the fibers of the muscle tissue became loose and turned into dirty blood.

In the end, the sea of ​​flesh and blood exploded violently and turned into a vast sea of ​​blood, filling up the sinking deep well. Bologo stood upright in the sea of ​​blood, his face was a little pale, and he directly ordered a monster to die. It is not a small consumption, but he has indeed proved the progress of his own secret energy.

What if it wasn't this gigantic monster that gave the order, but just a certain person?

What if the target I aimed at was not the flesh and blood, but something deeper... called the soul?
(End of this chapter)