Endless Debt.

Chapter 833 Traces
After a moment of silence, Burlogo responded in a low voice, "Okay, I see."

As if that wasn't enough affirmation of his will, Burrog added, "I'm always ready."

"You really deserve to be a workaholic," Mamo commented, "You really love this job."

Burrog explained, "No... I'm just curious about the holy city and about King Solomon's legacy."

The great King Solomon, considered by scholars to touch the existence of truth, he is like an incarnation of miracles, seemingly omnipotent, just like a devil.

"I have always been eager to destroy the devil. I once thought that closing the door of origin would be the way to end everything, but I didn't notice that the interests of human beings have long been closely linked with ether."

Mamo interrupted Bologo and warned him, "So you have to keep it secret, Bologo, and bury the idea of ​​extraordinary extinction deep in your memory... You know that this idea is known to the outside world, and it will Cause something? In the eyes of those people, we might become more hateful than the devil."

Devils just usurp souls, but what Burlogo wants to do is to deprive them of their supernatural power.

For many, the soul is worth nothing compared to supernatural powers.

Extraordinary power is strength, power, a strict class above mortals, and the Eternal Night Empire that almost engulfed the mainland.

Few people can give up.

Bologo nodded silently. He knew the seriousness of the matter. After thinking about it, he said again, "I'm looking forward to King Solomon's legacy. We might find something useful from it."

"For example, controlling the gate of origin, and then the concentration of ether in the material world, to ensure the stability of the material world, instead of allowing the material world to be swallowed by extraordinary disasters in the near future."

Burrowgo added, "Perhaps there are other means by which the devil can be restrained."

"Did you use King Solomon's inheritance as a wishing machine?" Mamo laughed.

"It's just a helpless expectation." Burrog sighed wearily.

"King Solomon's Legacy..."

Mamo whispered twice, then laughed again, like an old urchin, "I am very grateful for King Solomon's legacy."

"what happened?"

"It makes me no longer afraid of death."

Mamo turned his head, and his old eyes revealed relief, "In fact, people are afraid of death. This is not only from the biological instinct to survive, but also the weakest shortcoming in our hearts."

"Don't look at who I am, how many years I have lived, etc., in fact, I am super afraid of death. When I think of closing my eyes, I will be terrified of the unknown."

Mamo murmured, "But I also thought that when I'm not going to die completely, my brain will be stripped off, and my consciousness will join the crowd, so I don't think it's that bad."

"Humans may not be afraid of death, but the unknown after death," Borrogo rationally explored, "And you know where you will go after death, the unknown is no longer mysterious, so you no longer fear it. "

"Not only that, but when I think about it, when my consciousness merges into that huge cluster, I will be able to meet my old friends... It sounds really good, even if my consciousness and theirs are poor imitations of all product, but it is enough, comforting."

As Mamo spoke, her voice gradually lowered until there was no more sound.

Bologo walked over nervously, and just when he was about to judge whether Mamo was dead, Mamo suddenly opened his eyes and made a face at Bologo.

"Ha ha!"

Mamo sat up straight, her eyebrows dancing brightly, "Is it an accident?"

Bologo still had a tense face, "It's surprising, I thought you were very rigid."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

After the excitement was over, Mamo lay down again, her voice revealing weakness, "Whether it is the honorable person or the negative person, everyone has an indestructible mortal nature, who can always be an iron man?"

"Relax, Bologo, war is a long matter, not a great choice, or a great force can end."

Mamo's voice sounded like he was dreaming, "This requires the unity and hard work of all of us."

……

wait.

During the long years spent in the black prison, Bologo thought he was used to waiting, from an anxious kid to a very patient and enduring adult, but with the arrival of this day, Burrog found himself restless again, eager to try like a raging bull.

Bologo could only warn himself repeatedly, forcing himself to extinguish his thoughts in repeated warnings.

"It's so hard..."

Lying on his bed, Bologo closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

After communicating with Mamo, Bologo felt inexplicably exhausted. He didn't do any work that day and ran back to his home in despair. He fell on the soft bed as if avoiding difficulties, longing for such a sliver of comfort .

Soon, Bologo's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and the consciousness of the whole person seemed to be immersed in a gentle ocean, slowly overflowing, but just when Bologo was about to fall asleep completely, there was a burst of noise outside the door. There was a sound, and Bologo immediately woke up, and looked in the direction of the sound vigilantly.

The heart was beating rapidly, and Burlogo blinked and covered his chest, feeling the gradually calming heartbeat, with helplessness and bewilderment on his face.

Burrog found himself not looking like Iron Man anymore, and didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Pushing open the door, I saw Palmer lying on the sofa with a tired face, panting and sweating profusely.

"Send Woxilin away?"

Burrog leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms, and looked at his roommate.

"It's not easy to send away."

Palmer rubbed his face vigorously and sighed, "She said she wanted to live with me, and I said that the rent on my side has not yet expired, and she said that she can pay the rent for me, and I said that there are rents in my house. Many collections... In short, it took me a lot of effort to convince her to live in the recliner."

"Sounds good," Burrog said.

"probably."

Palmer took a long breath, and turned his eyes to Burlogo, "How are you and Amy?"

"It's nothing, it's just normal." Burrog felt that Palmer's eyes were a little strange, "what's the matter?"

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

Palmer temporarily forgot his own suffering, and turned his attention to Burlogo, with a strange smile on his face.

"Didn't think of anything?"

"I didn't expect that you also have a... iron-blooded and tender side?" Palmer looked at Bolog's face, "To be honest, Bolog, your face doesn't look like a woman."

"what?"

As usual, the two attacked each other with words in secret. Tired of talking, Burlogo got something to eat, and Palmer dug out a few new videotapes.

The faces of the two were reflected on the TV screen, and the bright light engulfed their faces in the next second.

In the next week, the oath city Opus was calm, without any incidents, and the overall operation of the Bureau of Order gradually adapted to this high-pressure situation, and dispatched one after another to the territory of the Rhineland Alliance. To get rid of those disturbing night people.

Burrog stayed in Opals, and he visited York several times. He is still in the custody of Crow's Nest, but unlike the other dying people who have been interrogated, York seems to be doing well.

As for the original sin weapon named Thorn Binding Pain Lock, Bologo did not bring it to Sai Zong immediately, but delivered it to the sublimation furnace core to see if they could find some useful information on this weapon.

Time passed slowly, and during this short vacation, Bologo, in addition to proper rest, was continuous training. He knew very well that no matter what kind of conspiracy or trick, it was vulnerable to absolute power.

Whatever Burrog wants to do, he must first have the power of might.

While Burlogo was training hard, Palmer also began to prepare for the promotion ceremony. In fact, this guy didn't want to continue to be promoted so soon. The debtor's flaws have always affected him, but the arrival of Woxilin is not only a job, but also Brought Vaughn's order.

The owner of the Krex family seemed to have foreseen the dark future. He asked Palmer to improve his strength as soon as possible. At the same time, the connection between Fengyuan Heights and the Order Bureau became closer. During the Secret War.

For this reason, Palmer also joined Burlogo's training, and took a lot of alchemy potions every day to adjust his body to the perfect state.

Life suddenly became peaceful, and even the extraordinary extinction lingering in Burrog's mind disappeared, until one day a week later, a familiar enemy joined the dispute between the Night Clan and the Bureau of Order.

"We found traces of the Scarlet Sect in the surrounding area of ​​the Oath City Opals. They seem to be acting together with the disobedient royal court."

Lebius said to Burlogo with a serious face.

(End of this chapter)