Endless Debt.

Chapter 871 Imperial Commissioner
scholar.

A group of pioneers who are constantly striving to develop for the future of mankind. In the past history, they have devoted themselves to the great cause of seeking truth one after another. In the cloud surrounded by devils, they have unearthed the alchemy matrix technology and created the extraordinary road.

With the birth of Sublimation, they did not stop, but continued to research new technologies one after another. New things such as alchemy weapons and imaginary domains that could change the world appeared continuously.

As time goes by, the relationship between sublimationists and scholars has become closer and closer. Sublimationists need scholars to optimize and iterate a new alchemy matrix, and scholars also need sublimationists to fight for them and for everyone.

The relationship between them is like close comrades-in-arms, a great swordsmith and a warrior who is good at wielding a knife, the connection is constantly strengthened until they cannot be separated.

Burogo also has such strange feelings for scholars, which he rarely speaks of, but which have already penetrated into his blood.

I thought this kind of respect would continue, but in recent years, Burlogo's perception of scholars has become worse and worse.

All things have two sides, and scholars are no exception. They have indeed made great contributions to the exploration of truth. Sometimes they will do all kinds of crazy behaviors because they are too persistent in the truth, and they don’t hesitate to dedicate themselves to this.

To put it simply, the scholars are nice people, but they are really terrible when they are crazy.

Countless Freyas in front of him are slowly approaching Boluoge, they are like a high wall advancing, in this one-way corridor, Boluoge has no power to retreat, he can only wave the snake scale liquid, engulf the broken little Freya, and lead her to retreat vigilantly.

After learning about the intelligence of Freya's Void Realm, Bologo decided that she would definitely fail, as the individual's consciousness could not control such a huge area at all.

At this moment, Bologo realized that he was still a little too arrogant. Freya, as a scholar, could not think of things that he could think of.

Since consciousness can only be copied and cannot be uploaded, before she died, she made multiple copies of her own consciousness for backup, trial and error, and even said that she may have designed some kind of program to make her consciousness replicate like a virus until it completely filled the ruined area.

While Bologo wanted to praise Freya for being a genius, he was worried about the current situation.

Freya was originally distorted in cognition. When she merged with the ruined area, this cognitive distortion has not been cured. For this reason, the entire ruined area's cognition of human beings has been distorted. Perhaps this is the reason why the ruined area has been out of control.

From the perspective of the ruins, everyone is an intruder and an enemy. As for the main body of the reclamation house that has been split off... that is the real occupied area. Before complete isolation, the ruins invaded the main body of the reclamation house only to rebuild the real reclamation house from the perspective of the ruins.

Bologo knew that she couldn't give an answer, but he still couldn't help asking little Freya, "In this case, what are you?"

Little Freya shook her head blankly. If she could still use her brain when she was hunted down by the dim light before, now seeing countless Freya who look exactly like her, little Freya is completely down.

Boluogo's mind is running at high speed. Since Freya has copied multiple copies of her own consciousness to fill and completely control the ruined area, each Freya has a certain function to a certain extent.

The same is true for the little Freya in front of her. Her ability to freely open the safety door may be part of her functions.

"You may be a product of distortion."

Burrogo said suddenly, "Just like in biological evolution, there will be some unstable mutations, and there will inevitably be mistakes in the replication of consciousness. You may be that mistake."

"If I'm wrong, then..."

Little Freya tried to keep up with Bologo's logic, looked down at her broken body, and then looked at Freya who were approaching, and said in unison with Burlogo.

"Correct the mistake!"

"Correct the mistake!"

After Freya copied her consciousness to the ruined area, she carried out a large amount of self-replication and multiplication to completely control the ruined area. This process is like the cell division of the human body. During the replication and multiplication stage, some mutated cells are inevitably produced, which is the little Freya that Bologo encountered.

She has a completely autonomous consciousness, which is completely different from these cold and mechanized Freya. Little Freya is an outlier among them and should be eliminated. However, Little Freya also has a certain ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, which makes her survive secretly in the ruined area without being discovered by Freya.

Until the arrival of Burrogo.

"Take advantage and avoid disadvantage..."

Bologo suddenly wondered whether his encounter with little Freya was also a part of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages?

Obviously, little Freya cannot actively use her own authority, but to a certain extent, she can instinctively and passively use this power.

Little Freya herself didn't realize it, but she may have realized instinctively that as Freya's rule deepens, there will be fewer and fewer places to hide in the ruined area. Little Freya will be caught sooner or later, and she needs an external force to help her break the shackles.

That's why the safety door opened in time, allowing Bologo to step into the void agglomeration area, so as to meet little Freya, and try to use Bologo's power to break the deadlock.

The terrifying ether burst out, and the gathered ethers weaved streams of pure energy, and golden ripples bloomed instantly, scorching past like a foehn.

Bologo quickly took back little Freya, picked her up with one hand, waved his grudge, and split a blue sword mark in front of him. The blue ripples that moved forward quickly intersected with the Foehn, and Bologo strode in.

When he stepped into the fissure of the winding path, the Foehn swept over the position of Borrog, burning the ground red, blowing up countless sparkling ashes, and throwing them into the void, scraping a huge impact mark in the ring-shaped sea of ​​powder surrounding the corridor.

The crack in the winding path perfectly missed the attack of the Foehn, and Bologo appeared not far away with little Freya.

"I can try to open the door!" Little Freya said nervously.

"Can you open the door in this case?"

Burrog looked around, all the security doors collapsed, and the ubiquitous hazy light gathered here, all overlapping spaces gathered here, and the Freyas revealed their real bodies.

This is already a desperate situation in a desperate situation. Burogo can't believe that she can still open the door. This seemingly ordinary ability seems a bit too powerful at the moment.

"I try my best!"

Although she has always been crying, Freya has a strong ability to accept. Facing the established facts, any excuses and troubles are meaningless. She sorts out her mood and assists Burogo.

The Freyas roared and rushed towards Bologo. Each Freya carried a powerful ether reaction, and the pure power condensed into strands of ribbons. The moment they touched the material, they were annihilated into powder, and the terrifying power was overwhelming.

Under the full pressure, Bologo charged towards the Freyas. At the same time, a large amount of ether was released from Bologo's body, swaying into the vast dust sea in the void. After a short delay, the dust sea vibrated, rolled, and roared.

Mysterious power · governing decree.

It seems that there is an invisible force dragging the countless dust in the dust sea, they rise up and gather one after another, the original trajectory of the circle is disturbed, and they all come towards the corridor.

Boluo Ge's eyes were as bright as daylight, and the dust swirled around the power of ether at a high speed, and even rolled into several huge tornadoes, roaring like giants.

Terrible air flow washed through the corridor, and the misplaced air pressure briefly restrained Freya's progress. Her steps became difficult, but her face was still extremely cold. The higher the aether reaction rose, the countless light-forged tentacles slammed towards Bologo.

Bolog was fighting against the entire ruined area. After working for so long, it was the first time that Bolog was fighting against a Void Realm, as if his opponent was a mountain.

The tornado smashed towards Freya. The huge vortex it formed distorted and tore the air, like a gate leading to an endless abyss. Gravel and iron filings were tumbling in the air, like the sharp blades of evil spirits. They flew at a terrifying speed, and the void reverberated with creepy tearing sounds.

Bits of scarlet were sandwiched between them, and Bologo clenched his fists violently. A series of explosions spread in the tornado. Burning red mercury evenly filled every gap.

The tornadoes turned into burning fire snakes, and they rushed past Burrog, colliding directly with the light-forged tentacles like cavalrymen, and the roaring explosions continued one after another.

"How are you?"

Bologo yelled at little Freya, only to see that her eyes were tightly closed, and her face was trembling slightly due to the excessive tension of caution.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, pointed in one direction and shouted, "There!"

I saw a safety door opened directly on the column beside Bologo.

For a moment, Bologo burst into tears with excitement. At this time, little Freya was unexpectedly reliable, and Bologo led her directly into the door. This time, Bologo had no time to close the door.

After a brief twist, because the void agglomeration area has been completely occupied by Freya, Bologo went directly to another area. Looking at the towering bronze wall, Bologo knew that he had returned to the Forge Volcano.

Just as he was about to take the next step, the piercing siren sounded.

The same siren sounded everywhere in the ruined area, and all the staff, all Freya received the order.

The land of Bologo was shaking slightly. Looking into the distance, a blurry figure appeared at the end of the field of vision. They were wearing the same uniform and the same face, and they were flying towards themselves.

"Can you open a security door along this line?"

Bologo pointed to the ether line around his waist, and now the ruined area is completely unbearable.

"I... I will try my best to help you."

Little Freya was wrapped in the slime of the snake, and after losing her limbs, she was suspended beside Burrog in this way, like a floating follower.

She closed her eyes and stopped chatting. Little Freya tried her best to feel the power in the dark, while Bologo ran wildly in the passage full of cables and pipes.

Countless Freyas were chasing after him, some ran wildly on the ground, some leaped high, and some walked quickly on the wall as if they had overcome gravity.

The sky and the earth changed, and huge rocks rose from the ground one after another, trying to hinder Bologo's movement, and the towering walls began to bend, as if the sky and the earth were about to coincide.

The light-forged tentacles struck quickly, and Bologo jumped up suddenly, avoiding the successive blocking, and then another safety door opened directly in front of Burlogo.

Little Freya is getting more and more proficient.

Burrog rushed in. He knocked over several desks, and blank papers flew like dust.

In the straight and flat office floor, facing the sudden appearance of Borrog, the employees who bowed their heads stopped their work one after another. When they raised their heads, their blank faces began to distort, and then Freya's appearance appeared.

"meet again?"

Bologo shook his hand, trying to say hello to them, then turned his head and ran towards the other side. Freya pushed away the obstructing desks, and the gathered aether formed a tough silk thread, winding towards Bologo one by one.

"Can you open the door again!"

Bologo roared, and took advantage of the opportunity to slide a shovel to avoid the entanglement of the silk thread. Several Freya intercepted in front of Bologo, the high concentration of ether gathered, and the sound of crackling electric current played.

Resentment biting vertically, the blue sword marks directly crossed their encirclement, and under the shuttle of the winding path and cracks, Bologo appeared directly behind them.

Check the scabbard while running, the sword oil inside has become much thinner, leaving only a few times for Burrog to split the winding path.

"I'm trying!"

Little Freya was thinking hard. Under the cognitive distortion and loss of consciousness, she always regarded herself as an ordinary intern, and never thought about exploring her own abilities. After experiencing this with Bologo, although it was difficult to accept her own essence, she was still trying and learning hard.

Bologo observed the continuous extension of the ether line around his waist, twisting, extending, and twisting. After crossing an unknown number of obstacles and solving how many Freyas blocking the way, a safety door opened again.

Obviously, little Freya is taking the initiative to take back her role little by little, and she actually joked leisurely, "I can't be a doorman, can I?"

"I think it's okay," Burlogo remembered the countless gates in the transit area. "In the Bureau of Order, the level of guards seems to be quite high."

"is that so?"

"should be!"

Passing through another security door, at the end of the office floor as wide as a football field, the elevator door that almost brought tears to Burrogo's eyes appeared.

Thanks to Freya's help, he finally found his way back.

Looking back at Freya who were still chasing fiercely, Bologo was ready to make a comeback.

"Bologo, although the development of the situation is not satisfactory, I still want to thank you."

Suddenly, little Freya said in Bologo's ear, she tried hard to strengthen herself, but her eyes were still wandering, and her words were intermittent.

"Hey hey, it feels good to be able to talk to living people."

Little Freya laughed again, but her face was covered with tears, and her smile was particularly bleak.

Bologo was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly understood what little Freya meant.

"You are part of the ruins, you can't live without this."

In order to stop the erosion of the ruined area to the main body of the reclamation room, the Bureau of Order has already completely separated the two imaginary domains. Even if Bologo can bring little Freya to the outpost, she will not be able to pass through the door and step into the reclamation room.She was isolated like the rest of Freya.

"Fortunately, at least I have figured out what I am." Little Freya still looked helpless when mentioning these things, "Although I have never thought about these things... In fact, until now, I still think that I am an intern trapped here."

She murmured, "One day I will escape and see the eternal and beautiful blue sky again."

Little Freya thought for a while, and then asked, "Is the air quality in Oath City Opus still that bad now? Even if you escape, you won't be able to see the sky, right?"

Burrog shook his head, "No, the cloud has disappeared, and now the weather in this city is unexpectedly good, and even the long-lost blue sky has become normal."

"Really? Sounds really good."

Little Freya took deep breaths repeatedly, trying to accept this fate, and she said, "You can go, Bologo, that door should be there."

"Ah."

Bologo replied in a low voice, as long as he walks through the door, Bologo can get rid of this damned ruined area, but at the same time, little Freya can't live anymore, she will be swallowed by the furious Freya, even if little Freya can hide, what awaits her is an endless pursuit, and the executive program will stubbornly complete all this.

"What are you waiting for?" Little Freya couldn't help urging, seeing that Bologo was still in place.

Bologo didn't respond, he remained silent until the figures of Freya came into view again, until the manic ether was getting closer.

The surrounding buildings began to squirm, and Freya seemed to know that the elevator door was the exit, and the extended walls covered the elevator door little by little.

Little Freya became anxious, and she hammered Burlogo hard, not knowing what he was going crazy.

"Are you really a doorman?"

Bologo suddenly asked an inexplicable sentence, "You know, I have only met two people who can open the door at will in the Bureau of Order."

"One is Deputy Director Nethaniel, whose supreme authority is enough to mobilize most of the strength of the reclamation room, and the other is the decision-making room."

"Huh?" Little Freya didn't understand.

"To be honest, I don't really want to leave like this, it seems like I'm defeated," Burlogo's speech speed became faster, "not to mention, my main task has not been completed yet."

Bologo came here to find the way to the sacred city, but he was involved in the mystery of the ruined area. Suddenly, his emotions became violent and he stopped abruptly.

"Think about it! Freya, in a company, the person who can open the security door at will and reach each area is either the guard or..."

Little Freya's eyes lit up. She understood what Borrog meant, but she still found it incredible.

At the same time, Bologo continued, "Since that Freya thought about copying her consciousness back then, she should have thought about what to do if she lost control?"

Burlogo made up his mind, but even he couldn't help but feel crazy when he thought of what he was going to do next.

"I want to take a bet, what do you think?"

Little Freya hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly, "Anyway, you are undead, and I... I will die by their hands sooner or later, why not give it a try."

"it is good!"

Burrog liked little Freya's courage, and then he mustered up his courage, facing the swarming Freyas, and gave a loud shout.

"I am Borogo Lazarus!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and spread out his palm to all Freya, revealing the brand of the sword.

"I will represent the will of the decision-making room!"

(End of this chapter)