Endless Debt.

At both ends of the double-spinning ladder, the duelists were already in their positions, and when the piercing whistle sounded, they could roar and rush towards each other, swinging their swords and fighting until the death.

"Can you feel it?"

Listening to the familiar voice, Burrog nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the abominable thing under the long ladder.

"I feel that he has the same temperament as the devil."

Bologo is high above, looking at Idel who came in through the gap. At this time, he has completely lost his original human posture, his body is covered by layers of strange flesh and blood tissue, and the outermost layer of flesh and blood begins to harden until he changes. Form a layer of bone armor as strong as steel.

The edges and corners are raised high, and the lines stretch like flowing clouds. Scarlet flesh and blood can be seen slowly squirming in the gaps between the pale bones. With every move he makes, thick bloody steam is released from the body, and the gas seems to Countless tiny particles of flesh and blood floated, and when they landed on the surface of the material, they multiplied rapidly, and soon a thick carpet of flesh was laid out.

Just like the plague of flesh and blood that Bologo had seen, the eternal rot that was listed as an extraordinary disaster, the terrifying erosive force brought by the flesh and blood easily penetrated the crystal ground under his feet, and they became pitted and pitted. The flesh and blood extended countless dark, spider-like veins.

Idel stepped forward, and the flesh and blood creep moved forward with him. Like the embodiment of an extraordinary disaster, he came here to kill the enemy with Beelzebub's will.

"Is this the price of bearing the power of the devil?"

Burrogo muttered to himself, he could feel that Idel still had some sanity, but this sanity was just a candle in the wind.

Now Idel is completely distorted and changed by the taboo power, and the etheric reaction he presents is still the power bearer of the third stage, but in addition to this power, there is a lot of evil and madness added.

It was as if that power was independent of Idel.

Idel raised his head with difficulty, he seemed to be looking at Borrog, his completely alienated mouth opened, he tried to say something, but all he could utter was whimpering, and the sound of the forked tongue dangling in the air. Slight wind noise.

"Did you see anything in his throat?"

Burlogo suddenly asked Amy. Obviously, Amy would not pay attention to this kind of thing at this time. She asked, "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something... in his throat."

As soon as Bologo's words fell, Idel's mournful cry suddenly became ear-piercing and ferocious, like the sound of a gong beating.

The twisted body arched, and then bounced up like a cannonball. Idel shot straight at Bologo, with sharp bone claws extending from both arms, quickly cutting through the air, and sending out a series of screams.

Bologo didn't attack rashly, it was the first time he faced an enemy with the power of the devil, and as the disputes between the devils intensified, more and more distorted things would surface one by one.Burlogo used the fight as a warm-up for the crazier fights to come.

The alchemy matrix was running with a bang, and the high-pitched ether burned instantly.

Mysterious power · governing decree!

The endless, slender steel needles split by the snake's scale liquid flew around, and under Bologo's will, they drew deadly arcs in the air.

Afterwards, they moved forward like a torrent at an astonishing speed, baptizing Idel's body like a storm, and flashes of light and sounds filled the air for an instant.

The steel needle aimed at Idel's bone armor, constructing precise and deadly attack lines one by one, completely intertwined with the bone armor, scratching and puncturing continuously, making the sound of tearing muscles, the hacked The flesh was extremely bright red, and the blood was flying, like a red paintbrush smearing in the air.

Idel knocked out a metal storm, and landed heavily in the middle of the double-spinning long ladder. He was covered in blood and flesh, and the shattered bone armor was entangled with festering flesh and blood. The only remaining bone armor became thousand riddled with sores.

Burrog snapped his fingers, and the sound was like a signal, awakening the countless steel needles embedded in Idel's body.

First, a few flames shot out from the flesh and blood, and the flames were continuous, enveloping Idel in an instant, turning him into a blazing fireball, but this is not the end, the real fatal thing is what follows explosion.

Each steel needle embedded in the body is a detonator that explodes the rock, carrying a certain amount of red mercury. First, they are detonated together, and the blurred figure in the firelight is further distorted, and it shatters together with the sound of the explosion. Bone and flesh flakes flew, and large chunks of viscera hit the wall, scarlet.

After the explosion, the smoke was lingering, and Bologo did not relax his vigilance. He was like an orchestra conductor, and the sword and ax in his hand were his baton. Under Bologo's instructions, more steel needles were cracked, surrounding the explosion Cruising, and shooting at high speed from time to time.

The smoke obscured Burrogo's sight, but he could determine Idel's state through the feedback of the steel needle hitting the target.

There was a clanging sound coming from it.

Bologo directly repeated the same trick, piercing the steel needle, burning the scorching scales, and the continuous explosions swept away the smoke. It can be seen that Idel's body is dilapidated, and every explosion is like a heavy punch, smashing fiercely. On top of him, he was knocked all over the place, but he just didn't fall down.

Until a certain heavy punch could no longer shake him.

As if he had developed resistance to Bologo's attack, Idel let Bologo's repeated blows fall, and his figure no longer wavered in the slightest. The flesh and blood proliferated, healed itself, and the bone armor was re-covered, and even became stronger. sturdy.

This time, even with the aggressive assistance of the secret energy and ruling edict, the steel needles still couldn't penetrate, and even scratched the bone armor. They just bumped into it and were easily bounced off.

Bologo felt a little pressure. He tried to change his tactics, but a scarlet steam erupted from Idel's body quickly, sweeping in all directions like a wave.

Holding his breath and retreating, Bologo immediately avoided the erosion of the blood mist. Before he knew the effect of the blood mist, Bologo found that the group of steel needles cruising was gradually getting out of control.

They disappeared into Bologo's perception. In the next moment, countless huge blood mosquitoes rushed towards the blood mist and rushed towards Bologo. On their deformed bodies, Bologo could vaguely see to the metal wreckage.

In the blood mist, Idel opened his hands as much as he could. He belongs to the power bearer of the contract school. The plague of flesh and blood of an unearthly catastrophe.

Now, with the blessing of Beelzebub's power, Idel's secret energy is unreservedly released, and the continuous plague of flesh and blood turns the surrounding matter into flesh and blood, endowing it with grotesque vitality.

The flesh and blood creep under his feet turned into a primordial soup that gave birth to life, a gate leading to hell, and a steady stream of monsters struggled to crawl out of it, howling and rushing towards Borrog.

Conventional attacks were out of the question, and the fight returned to what Burlogo did best.

sword.

Bologo walked down the double-spinning long ladder and turned it into a narrow pass. The sword and ax were ready to chop and chop off every flesh and blood creation that dared to step into it.

Soon, a large pile of corpses piled up on the long spiral ladder, so that Bologo had to step on the hill of corpses, stand up high, and continue to meet the enemy.

Idel in the blood mist was not in a hurry to attack further. In addition to the power directly granted by Beelzebub, he also possessed protection and bloodthirsty recovery.

This ability has been engraved into Idel's instinct. Even if Burlogo's brutal offensive beat him to pieces, as long as he sucked a mouthful of fascinating blood and swallowed a mouthful of tempting flesh, Idel would always be able to Come alive, not to mention that he is applying this power little by little.

until it is mastered.

In an instant, the ether scattered in the air was disturbed and pulled, like a storm ready to go, they collapsed towards the core area one after another, and that core was Idel.

Idel devoured the surrounding ether, so that an ether vacuum area was formed around him for a short time, and the strength of his own ether also increased rapidly, faintly showing signs of breaking through to the defenders.

As for his body, it has entered a high degree of etherization at this time, and the crimson ether glow is exuding under the flesh and blood, which intensifies like a raging fire.

"He... is he devouring ether?"

Amy's exclamation sounded in his mind, and after Bologo slashed the monster in front of him with a sword, he also looked at Idel with a serious expression.

Amy didn't know what happened, but Burrog could infer a slight possibility from all the signs.

Beelzebub granted Idel her own power...along with her authority.

The authority of gluttony.

"Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!"

There were grotesque voices screaming again and again, and under the influence of the curse, Idel's last bit of sanity was also wiped out. At this moment, he just wanted to eat.

Just ahead.

Idel can feel that there is a steady stream of ether waiting for him to swallow in front of him, as long as... as long as he eats the guy who is in the way in front of him.

The blood mist was disturbed, gusts of wind hit, Idel disappeared in place, and after a thunderous bang, he appeared in front of Bologo, and the sharp bone blade easily cut through the flesh on Bologo's body. Armor, opened Bologo's chest, shattered a series of ribs, and almost broke Bologo's spine.

Similarly, the resentful bite pierced through the solid bone armor and pierced Idel's heart. The saw ax slashed fiercely on his neck. head.

Idel devoured the ether around him, and Bologo also activated the protection-sucking soul, sucking up the ether in Idel's body. In this high-concentration ether environment, the two ultimate predators actually reached a certain level. balance.

The proliferating flesh and blood squeezed the sawaxe away, and the overgrown bone firmly grasped the resentment bite, causing it to be stuck in the chest. A deformed sarcoma grew out of Idel's armpit, and then two bloody arms Breaking out of the body, with more slender spikes, cut the body of Bologo.

The sudden attack hit Burlogo hard, and his body fell back slightly, but he failed to fall.

The high-concentration ether environment has already enhanced the combat effectiveness of the sublimationists, not to mention Bologo's immortal body, coupled with the continuous absorption of protection and soul-sucking usurper, Bologo briefly became The real immortal body, the perpetual motion machine of killing.

Manic, irrational paranoia welled up in his heart, and Borogo knew the curse of protection was coming, and he warned of it.

"I might be crazy next time, Amy, but I'm not out of control."

At the same time as he finished speaking, Bologo skillfully manipulated his own consciousness, allowing a thought to repeatedly strengthen in his mind, just like repeated strokes, leaving enough writing on the paper to penetrate the back of the paper.

kill him.

Amy could feel the rational and almost cruel thoughts in Burrog's mind, as if at this moment Burrog turned into a god of pure murder, destruction, and cruelty.

Burlogo lost control of his body, surrendering everything to his irrational paranoia.

The story after that was very simple, it was an extremely brutal slaughter, fighting without any skills, just a collision between strength and strength.

A duel between two monsters.

Bologo directly ignored the horrible injury on his chest, unimaginable force came from his hands, and with the sound of friction, he abruptly pulled the resentment from Idel's chest.

At the same time, the saw axe fell again. It easily cut off one of Idel's arms, and the severed limb fell. Like a giant tree, it cut off Idel's spine, cut a big hole in his stomach, and his intestines spilled out like clumps of vines.

For the undead at this time, defense is a cowardly move, what they need is more powerful and pure violence, until that violence is enough to completely quell the undead life, and bestow eternal death and peace on the other side.

For this reason, Idel also ignored his own terrifying wounds, and the remaining three arms slashed fiercely, splitting Burrog's shoulders, slashing half of Burrog's face, and even piercing his eyeballs.

Drenched in blood, Idel roared and bit on Bologo's arm, tearing off a large piece of flesh from his body and swallowing it.

As if they couldn't feel the pain, they bit each other like primitive beasts.

Amy called out Burlog's name loudly, but Burrog didn't give any response. At this time, Amy, who was hiding in Burrog's body, was like a cold bystander. She was trapped in this bloody scene. During the killing, she didn't enjoy all of this, but was terrified by the sensory feedback shared with Burrog.

It was like being sucked into a vortex of disordered madness.

While Bologo was injured, he was also recovering at a high speed. Idle bit him, and he bit back, biting Idle's throat. The closed teeth crushed the cartilage in the throat, and the crisp sound was like being crushed. Broken biscuits.

He tried to imitate Idel's movements and eat Idel's flesh, but Bologo didn't have the protection and bloodthirsty healing at all, and the sticky flesh would only suffocate him.

Pulling violently, Idel's newly healed neck ruptured again, and blood poured out. Bologo spat out the minced meat in his mouth, and the resentful bite hit Idel's jaw accurately, completely penetrating Idel's head. The back of the head sticks out.

The brain was severed and the central nervous system was shattered, which made Idel's movements stagnate for a moment, and then Burrog raised the blade with all his strength, splitting Idel's entire head from bottom to top.

Idel was completely frozen in place, and then his head split from the middle and collapsed to the sides. The cross-section was extremely clear, as perfect as a precise medical anatomy.

At this time, the sense of out of control caused by the curse gradually receded, and Bologo gradually regained the control of his body, and the mad killing intent of the whole person also weakened a lot, followed by the injury of the whole body, which was almost heart-piercing. Pain in the lungs.

In a state of out of control, Burlogo couldn't control himself at all, and could only act with the final order. Fortunately, Idel was no better than himself.

Idel fell back, fell from the double-turning ladder, and rolled back onto the flesh and blood creep he had created.

Bologo didn't think that this would kill Idel completely, and it was indeed the case. Idel's body convulsed and twitched, his broken limbs bent strangely, and countless bulges appeared on the surface of the flesh and blood, as if there were Countless maggots crawled in his body.

There was the sound of gurgling water, but this time, what flowed out of Idel's body was not scarlet blood, but black and foul-smelling tar.

Idel is like a container full of cracks, the tar he carried has flowed out of the cracks, and now it is scrambling to get back into Idel's body.

Burrog stared thoughtfully at the sticky tar, trying to connect them to the essence of the devil, but soon he gave up, it was not a good time to think.

Swinging the sword and axe, Bologo slashed away with great force.