Endless Debt.

Chapter 835 Doom
Cerre Villeris, the son of the Night King, he is the noble night clan lord and the traitor who overthrew the Eternal Night Empire...

In Bologo's eyes, Serley always looked high-spirited, even if he was hiding in the club of the undead, with his outstanding charm, he turned into a prodigal son of midnight, circling among the ladies.

Bologo has to admit that some things are deeply buried in some people's bones. Threi naturally has such a character, no matter when and where he will hold his head high, but now, Bologo has never seen Threi So haggard, like a down and out tramp.

"what happened to you?"

Borogo was concerned, he took a step forward, and Thrai followed closely behind, keeping his body in the shadow all the time.

"Nothing, just thinking about something." Seri replied in a low voice.

"Continuously thinking for several days and nights without closing your eyes?"

Bologo guessed that Serley might have been pressured by the rise of the Night Clan.

Today's world has become turbulent. Sometimes Bologo feels that even the Undead Club has become unsafe. Serley must have felt a great sense of crisis. After all, after the Night Clan has fully risen, their first The thing should be to clean up the traitors.

Olivia's curse still echoed in Burrog's mind.

"Do not……"

There was obviously something wrong with Threy's mental state, he avoided Bologo's words, but he looked like he wanted to ask something, until finally his voice sounded slowly.

"A few days ago, you met a night clan, didn't you?" Seri asked, "You brought him to the Undead Club, and then you took him away from here."

Bologo was a little surprised, he remembered that he hadn't told Seri about these things.

"Yes, what's the matter," Burrog confessed.

"Who is that Night Clan?"

The scarlet eyes stared directly at Bologo, this question was very important to Threi.

"A priest, an ordinary person, was infused with blood by a night clan because of an accident." Bologo continued to confess, while also testing Threi.

"and then?"

"I caught him and put him in the Bureau of Order," Burrog said. "He should still be at the Crow's Nest by now, under review."

This time, Threi closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time. If Bologo hadn't been able to detect the slight breathing of Threi, he once felt that Threi had left from the shadows.

There was a dead silence in the stairwell, and joyful songs rang out outside the stairwell. Under the beautiful scene, the undercurrent of crisis lingered endlessly.

"There's something wrong with that priest's blood."

It took Ser Lei a lot of courage to say such a sentence, "The night clan who bestowed blood on him must be a pure blood."

Serley couldn't figure it out. In the finale of the Daybreak War, he burned his brothers and sisters to death and sealed the Night King. In theory, except for himself and his cowardly father, there should be no pure-blooded Night King in this world. family.

No... still there is.

A name broke into Serley's mind, he couldn't believe it, and at the same time felt extremely terrified. He was very afraid that this conjecture would become true, which made him not know what to do.

"Not Olivia."

As if he knew what Seri was worried about, Bologo said directly.

Thrai was stunned for a moment, and looked straight at Bologo.

"The priest confessed everything to me. The person who gave him blood is the regent," Bologo had new doubts, "that is to say, the regent is a pure-blood... It stands to reason that in this world , there shouldn’t be pure blood anymore, right?”

Threben breathed a sigh of relief, and all the pressure in his body dissipated, but when he heard what Bologl said next, his eyes tightened again.

Burrog looked at the shadows, and there were some footsteps in the shadows, and the sound gradually faded away.

"That's selfish, Thurley," Borrog said bluntly, "It has nothing to do with Olivia, don't you care?"

Bologo's words didn't hurt Serley at all, and he completely disappeared into the shadows.

Taking a deep breath, Bologo quickly calmed down. No matter how noble and vigorous Throy is, he can't change his cowardly nature.

It was a curse inscribed in the blood of the Villelis family.

Burrog turned and joined the party as if nothing had happened.

During the conversation between Bologo and Serley, several new guests arrived at the Undead Club. They were Bailey and Badr. Everyone talked and laughed, and the joy lasted until late at night, until Hart was the first to leave.

"We still have action tomorrow, so let's go first."

Hart took Kemp and Shelley away together. Since the Scarlet Sect and the Night Race appeared around the oath city of Opus, the Bureau of Order has stepped up patrols in the surrounding areas to increase control. They will It is necessary to plunge into the suburbs and follow the traces of the enemy.

After this is Woxilin, she is very grateful to Burlogo and others for their hospitality, but like Hart, she will take office tomorrow, and Wuxilin hopes to go to bed early and start the first day of work in a good state .

Everyone expressed their understanding, and then Woxilin smiled and took Palmer and forced Palmer to send her back.

Amy left with Bailey and Badr. Burlogo wanted to send her off, but Amy waved her down. Unlike the others, Amy went back to work overtime with Bailey.

The friends walked and walked, and in the end only Bologo was left alone in the Undead Club, cleaning up the mess after the carnival with Bode.

After clearing up the garbage, Burlogo greeted Wei Er, then opened the door and left.

In the middle of the night, the streets were silent, only a lonely street lamp was shining on the side of the road, and the fresh air flowed from the wind that was still coming and going, gently stroking the skin, which made Burlogo wake up a lot. However, the sight in front of him The scene looked dilapidated and lonely.

Garbage bags swept by with the wind, as if a carnival had just ended on the street, leaving behind countless cigarette butts and bottle caps, the air was filled with the intoxicating smell of alcohol, which was particularly pungent at this time.

The nightclubs on the street gradually lowered the curtains, and the music gradually faded away. Burogo's expression was a little dazed, as if after being eroded by the carnival, a sense of loneliness surged from the bottom of his heart, and the dilapidation and loneliness were fully exposed in the silent night.

Bologo looked at the street entrance, the night was blurred, mixed with psychedelic light and shadow, groups of drunken people laughed and walked by, supporting each other, their voices, joyful and noisy, roared in the ears, breaking the silence of the night.

The smell of wine was tangy, and many men and women were slightly drunk, with joy in their eyes. On this beautiful night, people put their tiredness behind them and laughed to their heart's content.

Burrog walked silently through the streets, and the atmosphere reminded him of his trainee days, when he loved to hang out in the middle of the night, hunting those who tried to break the iron law in the shadows.

Suddenly, a burst of broken wine bottles caught Burogo's attention. She saw two drunks yelling and cursing not far away, and a thin figure was standing opposite the drunks. She didn't want to pay attention to the two. People just walk on their own.

"Ma'am, I think you've been shopping here for a long time... What's the matter?"

One of the drunks walked over and tried to strike up a conversation with the woman, but she ignored him and walked quickly around the block as if on patrol.

Under the blessing of alcohol, the drunken man's expression became a little more angry in response to the lady's indifferent reaction, and another drunken man followed up, and at this time their figures just turned into the corner of the street, and Burogo couldn't see them Then came the louder sound of the wine bottle shattering.

Bologo realized that the situation was not good, and immediately followed quickly.

When Burlogo turned the corner, a completely different picture appeared in front of his eyes. The drunks were lying on the ground, their faces were stained with blood, and they were dying, while the woman who was harassed stood next to the two drunks. .

The lady was wearing a jet black coat, the material was flexible and light, without patterns, just calm black, simple and elegant.

She is slender, her coat is close to her body, and her smooth lines reflect her perfect curves. She does not wear any jewelry or accessories. People with unfathomable feelings.

like a shadow.

Burrog was not fascinated by her, but became extremely vigilant. It took only a dozen seconds from when Burrog found out that something was wrong to arriving at the corner of the street, and she solved the two of them cleanly and silently. .

Bologo didn't intend to praise the lady's skills, because he had already seen those scarlet eyes.

It was as dazzling as a ruby, and even the veil on her face could hardly conceal the radiance.

Strange and familiar intertwined, Burlogo instinctively pronounced the name.

"Olivia?"

Olivia was stunned for a moment. There are not many people in this world who can name her, so I never expected to meet one at this time. At this moment, Burlogo seemed afraid that Olivia would not recognize him. Like, the snake scale liquid drilled out of the cuff, and directly cut the palm of Bologo.

After getting along with Threi for a long time, Bologo has a very good understanding of the culture of the Night Clan. In the eyes of the Night Clan, blood is not only their food and source of strength, but also the medium of their mutual connection.

The faint blood energy rose, but under Olivia's keen sense of smell, the blood energy surged like a tsunami. From the smell of blood, she immediately recalled Bologo's identity, as well as her own and his experience, and in this blood energy In the depths of the body, I felt the impurity that was entrenched by poisonous insects and was difficult to expel.

A touch of blood that didn't belong to Burlogo.

Olivia is familiar with the blood energy hidden in Bologo's body, so, like a raging beast, her temperament changed, and the coldness and depression spread rapidly, as if there were invisible swords, guns, swords and halberds, waving at Bologo. Chopped to.

As one of the rare night clansmen who left the Land of Eternal Night, and Seri's abnormal behavior when he heard her name, Bologo can conclude that Olivia must have some kind of connection with Seri, and even said, Olivia Livia is most likely related to the rise of the rebellious royal court.

Facing Olivia's threat, Burlogo's nerves immediately tensed up. When he first met Olivia, he was just a newcomer to the extraordinary world, but now Burlogo is already a leader. The power holder is now, and he has enough strength to challenge the once powerful enemy.

The battle did not break out.

When the killing intent towards Bologo reached its peak, Olivia suddenly gave up, her aura dissipated and became extremely dull, which made Bologo, who was ready to fight, a little confused.

"Bologo?"

Olivia recognized Burrog, and called his name, with a slight smile in her voice, as if Burrog was a savior, and appeared in front of her in time.

Bologo stepped forward vigilantly, the secret power and ruling edict was ready, ready to control Olivia at all times, at this time Olivia looked to the other side, there was nothing there, and then Burlogo realized , that is the direction of the Undead Club.

For some reason, Olivia has been wandering around the Undead Club.

Looking away, Olivia made up her mind, a brand new plan rose in her mind, and before Burlogo's ether caught her, she disappeared into the shadows, as if she had never existed.

A strong light ignited in Bologo's eyes, and the ether spread like a tide, passing through the buildings, crossing the streets, interspersing into every gap, searching for Olivia's figure, and at the same time, the connection of the umbilical cord It also became tighter, and the twisted umbilical cord danced wildly in Bologo's abdomen until it locked in one direction. At this time, under the crazy expansion of ether perception, Bologo noticed a strange figure.

"Olivia!"

Bologo growled, his figure became distorted, and disappeared in place. After a second of delay, the ground cracked, the howling wind rolled up the fallen leaves, and the windows vibrated violently, letting out bursts of mourning.

In Bologo's perception, that evil figure also noticed Bologo, but instead of fleeing, he quickly approached Bologo.

Bologo was puzzled at first, and then became more vigilant. Olivia just escaped from him, and now she turned back to find him?
No... not Olivia, what Burlogo sensed was another person, another person that Olivia had been avoiding.

Burrog stopped his pace immediately, but the opponent did not slow down. He was getting closer and closer to Burrog, and at the same time he released his own etheric reaction.

Invisibly, the envelopes of the ether of the two overlapped, and Bologo detected each other, and that person also wrapped the tentacles of ether around Bologo's body.

In an instant, Bologo felt an inexplicable sense of weightlessness, as if falling into an abyss, the world in his eyes began to collapse, and the outline of the city distorted and deformed, like a crazy oil painting.

The lines of the building became distorted and irregular, and the colors of the walls and ground also began to change. The dark sky turned gray-blue, and there was a strange atmosphere in the gloom.

The looming colors change rapidly in front of Borrog's eyes. Some originally red buildings turned green, and the blue streets turned red, changing constantly, just like the reverse effect of the film.

The strange distortion flashed by, and the world returned to normal, and it became the scene that Bologo was familiar with, but Bologo also vaguely realized that the world he was in was no longer the one he was familiar with .

Before Bologo could figure out what happened to him, the approaching figure no longer concealed his strength, and unscrupulously released his own ether.

Those who sublimate, those who pray, those who bear power...

The level of power increased rapidly, and Bologo's eyes became more and more dignified, until the power crossed the negative and reached the defenders.

The Snake Scale fluid wrapped itself around Bologo's body resolutely, weaving a solid iron armor, and then the defender's ether reaction continued to climb upwards, like the newborn sun in the dark night, the irresistible and magnificent power is close at hand .

"The Glorious..."

Burrogo muttered, then his eyes sharpened, and he cursed in a low voice, "Damn Olivia!"

Amidst the sound of cursing, the other party slowed down, and a tall figure appeared in the darkness. Bologo didn't know him, but he knew his eyes.

He has the same scarlet pupils as Olivia.

(End of this chapter)