Endless Debt.

Start scroll.

When proposing this transaction, Bologo himself had no idea. He had never seen it, let alone what it was. Even though Saqin repeatedly mentioned its importance, the ghost knows that it is in the eyes of these scholars. What is it?

Is it the legendary book that contains all the techniques of King Solomon?That deal for Burlogo was a bloodbath, but what if it wasn't?

What if the so-called initial picture scroll is just something similar to spiritual sustenance and belief carrier?
Just like the fanatics in the Brotherhood of Truth, they regard truth as a god and knowledge as a religion, thus creating statues of gods that symbolize knowledge.

If it's the latter, Burlogo's actions will be in vain, but unfortunately, he has no power to choose, and now all he can do is gamble, to gamble on such a slight possibility.

"Are you sure?" Leviathan reiterated again, "Are you sure this is what you want?"

Bologo did not hesitate, and grabbed Leviathan's hand, indicating that the deal had been concluded.

"I'm sure."

For a moment, Bologo felt that some invisible shackles connected him to Leviathan. Unlike the tangle and umbilical cord, it was a more ethereal link.

"The deal is done."

As Leviathan was speaking, many raised bumps suddenly appeared on his spacesuit, as if the weirdos hidden under the spacesuit were agitated, but in the next second, the bumps smoothed away, leaving only Leviathan's cold The laughter echoed.

The snake scale liquid climbed onto Bologo's body, casting a layer of solid armor. The twisted helmet covered with corners and corners covered Bologo's face, and a slightly deep voice sounded from the gap.

Whether it's due to the identity of the chosen one or the mutual benefit of the transaction, now Bologo can only stand firmly on Leviathan's side and help him destroy the Golden Palace.

"Anyway, the Golden Palace can't be kept."

Bologo secretly said in his heart that the devouring beasts are trying their best to suppress Guangzhuo, so that their own flesh and blood can completely invade the Golden Palace and take away King Solomon's inheritance, while Guangzhuo is executing the original order and burning everything.

The balance of destruction has been broken, and what Bologo can do is to obtain greater benefits before everything is reduced to ashes.

"The regent is entangled. This is good news. He is a difficult honorable man to deal with. Now they are replacing someone else to invade, so you will have much less pressure in the future."

Leviathan seems to be omniscient, knowing all kinds of trends on the battlefield.

"Beelzebub is coming here, full of anger."

Leviathan came over, heavy hands resting on Burrog's shoulders, Burrog's face reflected in the golden mask.

"Guangzhuo makes the beast of devouring groups miserable, even if it can completely suppress Guangzhuo one day sooner or later, it still can't leave here through the blood pool before it is completely suppressed."

pool of blood?Bologo remembered this ability, just like the gate of the winding path, Beelzebub could descend from a long distance through the flesh and blood pool of believers.

Borrog had encountered Beelzebub in this way more than once.

"I guess, Beelzebub will come in person this time. Fortunately, she doesn't have many chess pieces here. Kill those chess pieces and drive her will away, and I will help you get the starting picture scroll. By the way, get rid of this beast that devours the herd."

"Down in person?" Burrog doubted, "What is she going to do?"

The devil cannot come to the material world in its full glory, let alone make any direct interference with the material world. Now that the two of them can stand in front of Bologo and interfere with the Golden Palace, it is simply because they are between the material world and the ether boundary overlap.

"Find a container and pour your own will and strength into it. You should have seen similar operations many times." Leviathan said.

Bologo nodded lightly. He had seen a similar situation in the first seat. The first seat directly enjoyed the power of Beelzebub...but he was still torn to pieces by Cylinder.

"We can't directly interfere with the material world, so we have to use some small tricks. However, this also comes at a price, just like the promotion of your sublimation practitioners. The soul is like a container. Only a stronger soul can carry a more powerful alchemy." matrix.

Our power will squeeze the existence of the alchemy matrix, just like adding water to a full water glass...no, just like adding water to a full water bottle, it will be stretched open, and even explode. "

Leviathan slowly opened his hands, as if he was listening to the whispers on the battlefield, he continued, "Beelzebub's power will burst the container, but before the container dies, the power he erupts, It is enough to complete the task."

Burrogo asked coldly, "Am I also such a pawn?"

"of course."

Leviathan said bluntly, "The power of the devil is extremely taboo and rejected by the material world, otherwise we would have descended in person, wouldn't we? For this reason, the pawn with a small capacity is only directly in contact with our power , will be exploded and die, and people with a slightly larger capacity will only last longer.

By analogy, to a certain extent, the pawns that can accommodate our strength are all high-level sublimation practitioners, and they are much more useful alive than dead. "

"As for you, as I said, you are my most important chess piece, the white king on my chessboard."

Leviathan hesitated for a moment, but he still said frankly, "Maybe one day, I will also turn you into a container, but believe me, Bolog, I will use you in the most critical place."

"Am I going to die?" asked Burrog.

"The soul is the container. If the soul is exploded, it cannot be recovered by the immortal body... You may become a demon or something. If you were strong enough at that time, it would be the same if you fell into the evil of this world." possible."

"Is this a threat?" Burrog asked again.

"Not at all. I'm different from a lunatic like Beelzebub. I'm very reasonable. You can completely reject me."

Leviathan suddenly approached Borrog, whispering in his ear.

"I'm afraid that you will beg me to give you such power and ask you to fight the last battle."

Burrog didn't say a word, and Leviathan pulled away and patted Burrog on the shoulder hard, like a good friend.

"Stop thinking about the future, Burrog, and do what you do best...kill them."

After speaking, Leviathan turned around and led Sai Zong towards another corner.

"Where are you going?" Burrog couldn't help asking.

"Where else can I go?" Leviathan said without turning his head, "Go and find the starting scroll for you... Well, I remember it is near here."

The conversation between the two demons gradually faded away and even disappeared.

Only Bologo and Aimu were left under the sky, and there was a faint vibration from the end of the double spiral staircase. Wrapped by the devouring beasts, the Golden Palace seemed to be peeled off layer by layer. The onion opened, and the incomparably strong crystal curtain wall collapsed one after another, and twisted flesh and blood seeped into it, opening up a path.

"Don't you want to explain something?"

Amy stood beside Bologo, obviously she could go deep into the depths of each other's souls with Bologo, obviously she thought she knew Bologo enough...

The iron armor covered Bologo's face, leaving only the faint blue ether glow slowly overflowing.

Sure enough, the worst situation still appeared. Burlogo had been hesitant to tell Aimu these things before. He had summoned up the courage to tell them many times, but in the end he chose to bear them alone.

Burlog may not want to worry Amy, and don't want her to know so many bad things, maybe...maybe...

Ai Miao said suddenly, "Do I look like a student?"

"what?"

"It's the plot of those movies. Didn't we watch them together before?" Aimiao waved his hand, "One party suddenly discovered that the other party had hidden many secrets, and felt betrayed, and then questioned the other party at critical moments and so on."

"Oh oh oh."

Burrog remembered, and every time he saw this kind of plot, he frowned and wanted to fast forward.

"So do I look like a student?" Amyu asked again.

"picture."

Burlogo's tense heart relaxed a little, "It's very similar."

"Okay, if you don't want to really turn it into a movie plot, I advise you to talk to me about your... talk about your bad friends."

Amy immediately became serious and hammered on Burrog's helmet, and the next moment her voice sounded directly from Burrog's mind.

"As for now...we have to be consistent with the outside world."

The full ether filled Bologo's body, and the snake scale liquid proliferated rapidly, one after another diamond-shaped shields emerged and surrounded, and they continued to fission, turning into many slender iron needles, reflected by the shimmering light , They are like thousands of hairtails swimming together, with light shining on their scales.

Bologo grasped the Bite and Cruel Sawaxe tightly, and after another heavy sound, there were clear footsteps at the end of the double-spinning long ladder.

……

During the continuous struggle, the devouring beast crushed most of the surrounding towers, and after a long time, the terrifying body stepped out of the ruins of Lemon Gaidon again.

It was like a bloated giant wriggling at this time, its tall building-like figure was tripped by the ruins, its oversized mass and huge body made any movement it made extremely slow.

His body hit the ground heavily, and the ashes several meters thick were stirred up. Suddenly, the air flow was disturbed, and endless ashes danced wildly in the abandoned land. A field of pitch black snow.

"Ah...ah..."

The devouring beast let out bursts of mourning, as if it was enduring some kind of huge torture.

It's not that it's in pain, it's Hammer who dominates the body that's in pain.

Nowadays, the Devouring Beast does not have self-awareness at all. Rather than being a life, it is more like a flesh-and-blood military weapon. The weapon will not hurt, and the only pain is the person holding the weapon.

Hammer felt that his consciousness was constantly being diluted by the body of the beast of the pack, and his past memories faded rapidly. If a person's life is a long road, Hammer's road is constantly collapsing from the beginning.

There was a constant tearing pain in his consciousness. The beast of the pack was taking away Hammer's memory little by little. His consciousness became shattered, and even his self was gradually collapsing.

It was already difficult for Hammer to control the beast of the pack. The huge flesh and blood creation struggled to get up from the ground, smashed into a cliff on one side, staggered and fell, and repeated.

The suppressive fire from the Extremis Outpost is still going on, its purpose is not to kill the beast of the pack, but to consume it as much as possible.

At the top of the battlefield, a blank space began to distort slightly, and then dense cracks spread all over it, shattering like a mirror.

Two figures crashed out of the crack one after the other, the former smashed deeply into the cliff on one side, smashing a large piece of rock abruptly, and his figure was completely embedded in the sunken deep pit. in.

Blood gushed out from the sword wound on his abdomen, and pure ether overflowed from the ruptured wound. If it wasn't for the high degree of etherification of his body, this injury would have killed him.

"The gap is much bigger than I thought."

Holt coughed twice in pain. Since he was promoted to base defender, he has rarely suffered such serious injuries, and even similar high-intensity battles are rare.

"Fortunately, I just took advantage of it."

The voice of the regent came from the front, as if there was an invisible object supporting him, he stood on the illusory stairs, hovering in mid-air.

Holt was seriously injured, and the regent was no longer as calm as before. He raised his hand, only to see that the entire arm's clothing had disappeared, and the bare pale arm seemed to have been cut by thousands of blades, as if The dry river bed was chapped, and dark and sticky blood slowly flowed out.

Judging from the pure blood of the Regent, it is reasonable to say that such an injury would recover quickly, but Holt's ether penetrated deeply into his flesh and blood, like an anticoagulant, preventing his body from recovering. heal.

"Then... it's time to end."

A dark shadow flickered in the regent's hand, and then shaped into a sharp long sword. He assumed a stabbing posture, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Holt's heart.

Holt seemed to give up, he was lying in the deep pit of the cliff, motionless, but when the regent stepped forward and accelerated towards Holt, Holt's will surpassed his body, forcing the scarred He stood up, his eyes glowed brightly, and he raised his hand to block.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be filled with lead, turning into a viscous jelly, and the familiar sense of sluggishness hit the regent again, slowing down his speed infinitely until his movements were completely frozen.

Before doing it differently, the regent would still feel distressed by Holt's secret power, but now it's different. He knows that Holt won't last long, and when his power is exhausted, the black blade will pierce through Holt's heart.

then……

Then the regent will consider whether to kiss Holt's throat. In his opinion, Holt is a good opponent. If he is willing to surrender, the strength of disobedience to the royal court will undoubtedly increase a lot.

But the regent was very hesitant, and because Holt was a good guy, he didn't really want Holt to pray to himself for survival, which would ruin Holt's goodness in his heart.

"It's really confusing."

The troubled voice was rampaging in the regent's throat. He could feel that Holt's oppressiveness was weakening. The old and new alchemy matrix did affect many factors, but the etheric strength brought by the rank also had an important effect. important decisiveness.

Holt's eyes were bloodshot, and he could feel a ferocious beast breaking away from his shackles little by little, and he was almost unable to hold on until the iron chains collapsed.

The regent turned into a dark phantom and rushed out of the cage, while Holt stood up straight with a roar, clutching the secret sword with bloody hands, vowing to make a final fight.

The majestic etheric reaction came from the sky, abruptly interrupting the deathmatch between the two, and then screams like a mountain roar and a tsunami came from above their heads, as if thousands of ghosts were brandishing swords, guns, swords and halberds .

There are no hundreds or thousands of ghosts, but only silver debris flying in the sky. They cut through the air at extremely high speed, and the burst of sharp sound is like countless swords slashing.

A slender silver chip grazed the Prince Regent's wrist, leaving a shallow scratch on his powerful body, followed by an uncontrollable burning pain from the wound, as if there was a The fire is burning.

"silver?"

The regent was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw another person, just like him, floating in mid-air, stepping on the stairs of nothingness.

Countless silver shavings moved with the wind, rolling and flowing around him, like a pair of huge wings that slowly opened, shining densely with light.

"I used to envy the ancestors of my family. They lived in a turbulent age and had a lot of opportunities to make contributions, but I was born in a peaceful age... I don't hate peace, it's just that peace has lasted for a long time. I always I feel that there is a little passion in my life.”

The silver shavings moved to both sides, like a separate ocean. When the comer emerged from the silver storm, the etheric reaction belonging to the glorious one also descended here.

The regent king couldn't open his eyes under the dense silver light, let alone see the figure clearly, but he could distinguish the other party's identity from the howling wind.

"It's really exciting. I feel like my thick blood is about to boil."

The regent grasped the shadow blade with both hands for the first time, and a dazzling red light burst out from his scarlet pupils.

In the sky, Fu En looked down at the Regent with cold eyes, he raised his hand gently, and then lowered it like a hammer, releasing the power of the Glorious One without restraint.

In an instant, the ether disturbed the gas mass in the entire area, the pressure gradient increased sharply, the gas began to flow at high speed, and the so-called wind was formed by the hurricane, which was transformed into an instantaneous storm through the change of the rapids.

Secret Energy Wind Lord.

The ether distorts reality, dark clouds gather, thunder rolls, and lightning, carrying silver shavings all over the sky, turns into countless charged blades and strikes down towards the regent.

The regent looked at the figure in the storm and thunder without fear, and he shouted, "Let's go together!"

Mysterious Energy: Duel in the Mirror World.

The storm thunder hit the regent king, and when he was slashed and bruised, the regent king also grabbed Von, and the figures of the two began to twist, and then disappeared in the long storm.

"God...God...these people are crazy."

Idel, who was hiding in the corner, watched the battle between the Glorious Ones from a distance. It was a mythical battlefield, and a little aftermath was enough to wipe out his life.

"Crazy, all crazy."

Idel murmured to himself in horror. He saw the regent pulling Vaughn away from a distance, and the gathered thunder storm lost his sight, rushing between the cliffs, but then the figures of the two reappeared. Hit, manifest, repeat.

He didn't want to watch these lunatics fight anymore, he just complained and looked for a way out.

First, the revival of the devouring beasts, the burning light, and the rising of the Golden Palace, and now there are the glorious ones facing each other...

The intensity of the battle here is almost comparable to an extraordinary war.

"I shouldn't have listened to Hammer, I shouldn't have come here."

Idel crawled forward cautiously. Compared with this terrifying battle, he was as insignificant as an ant. At this moment, the only thing left in his mind was the idea of ​​surviving. As for the subsequent punishment?That was beyond Idel's consideration.

He chose the Scarlet Rot sect just to survive, and became a calamity attendant who used his body to cultivate the plague. Compared with his own life, nothing was more important.

"Idel."

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Idel turned around vigilantly, but saw nothing. He thought he was hallucinating, and then the distant voice sounded again.

from their own feet.

Idel lowered his head, and at some point, blood silently overflowed from his wound, and they gathered under his feet to form a shallow pool of blood.

What was reflected in the blood mirror was not Idel's figure, but a woman's figure.

She stretched out her hand towards Idel, and then that hand poked on the blood mirror surface, and the whole mirror surface became raised, until she broke through the boundary between reality and reality, stretched out and strangled Idel's throat.

"no no……"

Idel shook her head vigorously, but his personal thoughts meant nothing at her will.

Immediately, Idel was dragged into the pool of blood, and the warm blood soaked his body. When he saw his surroundings clearly, he found that he had left the abandoned land and came to a cave of flesh and blood.

Beelzebub put Idel on his lap like holding a baby.

"My dear child, I will walk with you."

Under Idel's horrified eyes, Beelzebub stretched out his fingers and opened his mouth, and his bloody fingers penetrated into Idel's throat bit by bit, digging continuously, as if trying to grab his heart along the throat .

"Here, I grant you..."

This was the last sound that Idel heard, and then his consciousness fell into endless confusion. He felt that countless insects were crawling in his body, as if the plague of flesh and blood hidden in his body was out of control. He was biting back at himself, gnawing on his bones and internal organs.

Pain, endless pain.

Idel longed for relief, but as soon as the thought arose, he was overwhelmed by the absolute desire to survive.

He wanted to live, to live.

For this reason, Idel opened his eyes. This time, he found that he was neither in the cave of flesh and blood, nor in the abandoned land. He was in a space covered with crystal curtain walls. The spreading flesh and blood are clearly visible.

Looking at his feet again, what was reflected on the crystal floor was an ugly figure. The monster's body was covered with deformed flesh and blood. The visceral structure of...

It is difficult for Idel to evaluate what kind of monster this is, it is like a random combination of a bunch of flesh and blood organs.

After a few seconds, Idel belatedly realized that it seemed to be him.

The sound of footsteps came from the front, and Idel looked forward, and he saw two intertwined staircases, and at the end of the double spiral, an armored knight was waiting for him there.

At the same time, in the deep ether world, Sai Zong looked at Beelzebub who was strolling over the ice field, and stood in front of her extremely firmly.

"This way is dead."

Sazon said.

Beelzebub didn't say a word, and never stopped. She walked faster and faster, turning into a shadow all over the sky and rushing toward her face.