Endless Debt

The same thing is the evil in this world. There is a big difference between the throat of the abyss and the beast that eats the crowd. The beast that eats the crowd has extremely terrifying large-scale lethality, and this lethality will be transferred as the creature moves. And the transfer spread further, like an inexhaustible plague.

Boluogo had already glimpsed the terrifying power in the abandoned land. All the life was swallowed up, leaving only bare stones without nutrients.

The Throat of the Abyss does not have such intuitive destructive power, but it is extremely strategic in shuttling through winding paths. Like a cunning assassin, it squirms freely among the winding paths, leading an army to make surprise attacks everywhere.

The difference in strength has created completely different fighting styles between the two evils, which has also led to the current collapse of the Yanyan Throat... This is not an escape at all for it, it is just a habitual shifting of positions.

Except for necessary orders from Mammon, the Maw of the Abyss never confronts the enemy head-on. It only sneaks between the cracks insidiously, waiting for the moment to strike a fatal blow.

Boluogo couldn't help but sigh, its sinister posture was so inexplicably similar to its owner Mammon, which made people furious.

"It slipped away!"

Aimu exclaimed, and the hook shot at high speed, but before it hit, the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss disappeared into the crack of the winding path like a shadow disappearing into the black shadow.

Boluogo roared angrily and took a few steps forward quickly, the thought of pursuit fleetingly passing through his mind.

Aimu dissuaded, "It's time to stop."

"Um."

He was reluctant, but Boluogo understood that Amu's instructions were right.

The Throat of the Abyss is a cunning monster. No one knows whether this is a trap left by it. What if this winding crack goes straight to the hinterland of the Kogadel Empire... Bologo can foresee that he will be powerless. ized future.

"What a shame."

Boluogo moved his recovered body. This was a rare opportunity to kill the Abyss-Eating Maw. Unlike the Swallowing Beast, it did not have the extreme power of immortality. It only required a certain degree of heavy damage. Kill this evil in this world.

If it can be killed here, it will make the next operations of the Order Bureau much smoother.

"Bologo, this lair is changing."

While Boluogo was thinking, Aimu reminded that she had always been wary of the surrounding environment. After all, this was the home of the Throat of the Abyss. The Throat of the Abyss could escape, and naturally it could also fight back. If it brought a group of Glory with it, If they return to the battlefield, Boluogo and Aimu will have no choice but to flee.

Boluogo looked around and saw that the nest of the winding path was shrinking little by little, and the cracks in the winding path were also healing one by one. As the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss left, its surreal distortion of the winding path, Returning to normalcy.

"Remember the way you came?"

"Over there!"

Aimu pointed out the direction for Boluogo, and Boluogo turned his head and ran wildly. He still didn't know what would happen if he was wrapped in the winding path, and was cut into pieces by the chaotic space? Or are you completely lost in this?

Anyway, that's definitely not a good thing.

There seemed to be something crawling in the surrounding darkness. It was a space that stretched and changed, a winding path that twisted and stretched.

In order to easily connect the many cracks in the winding paths, the Throat of the Abyss will form the current nest in the winding path, just like squeezing a bubble out of the water. Now that the Throat of the Abyss has left, the bubble is being refilled.

"At least... at least we blocked the offensive of the disobedient royal court."

Boluogo gasped, with the disappearance of the winding path bubbles, the cracks in the winding paths that connected the Land of Eternal Night and the Wind Source Highlands will inevitably heal again. In other words, although they failed to kill Tun Yuan Throat, but Boluogo's tactical purpose has been achieved.

Suddenly, Aimu exclaimed, "Be careful! Bologo!"

A strong etheric reaction came from behind Boluogo. In the weird darkness, something was crawling at high speed until it was approaching before his eyes.

Boluogo turned around, with his resentful bite lying in front of him. After a loud sound of metal interlacing, Boluogo was blown away several meters away by the huge force. The dark thing continued to attack Boluogo, as if it was biting the prey. Like a python, it stabbed at Boluogo's body from various tricky angles, but was accurately blocked by the bites one by one.

The dazzling sparks continued continuously, and with this weak light, Boluoge could barely see the outline of the dark thing.

It was a curved shadow with clear and sharp edges, like a dark branch, and like a freely changing shadow blade. Burlogo remembered the weapon.

Regent!

Familiar mocking sounds came from the darkness, and the shadow blade retracted back into the darkness and disappeared. Boluogo stood there vigilantly until a few seconds later, he realized that he had been tricked.

This was an offensive that the Regent came through through the winding path, but he himself did not step into it. The Regent's purpose was simple, just to slow down Boluogo.

Now that the regent's goal was achieved, Bologg looked at the winding crack from where he came from. It had almost completely healed, leaving only a scar looming in the darkness.

The vast silence squeezed Boluogo again, and he felt that the darkness around him was like a black wall that was approaching, trying to wrap him up and tear him apart.

There were dense knocking sounds, like countless hands and feet crawling on the ground. Boluogo guessed that the pale worm was back. It was hiding in the corner, waiting for itself to be completely wrapped by the winding path, and then wrapped itself up. Swallow it into your belly.

"I will definitely kill it."

Boluogo seemed to be speaking to Aimu, and also seemed to be swearing to himself. The next moment he waved the Grudge Bite, pouring a large amount of ether into the Void Sword Oil, completely evaporating them.

The blazing white arc light travels along the pitch-black blade, and the weak current flashes continuously, temporarily giving extraordinary power to the pitch-black blade.

This was the first time that Boluogo had opened a crack from inside the winding path. He didn't know what would happen next, but it was better than staying where he was and waiting to die.

The arcing blade slashed along the scar that was about to disappear. It should have slashed on nothingness and passed through it unimpeded, but in fact it seemed to be embedded in an invisible solid stone.

A crisp cracking sound sounded, as if a piece of glass had been broken. Then the sound became complicated and dense, as if hundreds of glasses were shattered into powder together. The sound was so clear and real that it even made Burrow Ge felt that his skin was cut by the fragments and was covered with blood.

In the high-pitched and piercing cry, Bologo opened a creeping crack, and ahead was a turbid darkness, indicating an unknown destination.

There was no time to hesitate. Boluogo stepped forward and stepped into it. Just as he disappeared, the endless darkness squeezed over. They swallowed up the burned ashes and annihilated them into nothingness. In the haze, countless Pale arms stretched out, and they tried to catch Bologg, but they missed.

The vision falls into chaos. This is a normal reaction after traveling on a winding path, but usually only when traveling on a long-distance winding path will you feel this kind of trance.

Boluogo couldn't see anything clearly, but his consciousness was still functioning. He realized that he should have completely deviated from the battlefield. Then an absolute coldness covered Boluogo's body, as if he was in a glacier, frozen. Under the sea of ​​ice.

The ridge of mountains?

Boluogo immediately thought of the snow-capped mountains next to Fengyuan Highlands. Was he thrown there?

Before Bologg could continue to think, a strong sense of suffocation hit him. Bologg couldn't breathe. No matter how hard he breathed, the inexplicable feeling of suffocation always enveloped him. The lack of oxygen made his consciousness begin to slow down. Blurred, as if sinking completely into the deep sea.

"Bologo!"

Aimu's shout made Boluogo wake up a little. It was also at this time that Boluogo felt a strong wind passing through his body.

Falling!

Boluoge noticed that he was falling rapidly. He opened his eyes forcefully, and a scene beyond his expectation appeared in front of Boluogo's eyes.

It was a vast dark blue sky, with stars scattered in it, looming, and a strong, hard-to-see light shone from the top of the head. Bologg raised his head with difficulty, and the pure light filled his entire field of vision.

Daytime.

The burning day was hanging high above Bologo's head. This time there was no obstruction by the atmosphere. It was so clear, burning Bologo's body, making people burst into tears.

Turning around, Boluogo looked down at himself. He was ten thousand meters above the atmosphere, like a free bird, overlooking the magnificent scenery below.

The vast ocean turned into an endless blue. The sea surface shimmered under the sunlight, like countless diamonds falling on the blue satin. The waves undulated under the wind, forming white streaks. The waves are like the brushstrokes of a painting.

The green fields intersect with the brown mountains and rivers, like huge patches of dry skin, and the clouds form a white covering, shining in the sunlight.

Boluogo's mind wandered, his pupils expanded slightly, the manic murderous intention disappeared, and there was only peace in his heart.

"What a bad luck..."

Boluogo complained in his heart. He never expected that the winding cracks would randomly transport him to an altitude of 10,000 meters. Boluogo could only pray that he had not strayed too far from the battlefield.

But...it's not too bad, very few people get to see a view like this.

The magnificent scenery disappeared in an instant, and Bologo fell to the earth at high speed.

During the rapid fall, Boluogo not only saw the unimaginable beauty, but also saw the dark clouds covering the earth.

Boluogo was stunned for a moment. This may be the first time that someone has looked down at the dark Iron Curtain from this supreme perspective. It is like a diseased wound, corroding the earth of the planet. Lightning and thunder are rolling in it. You can vaguely feel the ethereal energy. Restless, it should be someone fighting in the dark clouds, fighting each other.

The dark Iron Curtain is the core of the battlefield. As long as this extraordinary disaster is solved and the sun shines on the earth, the bright light will burn out all forbidden lives.

This offensive is comparable to a mass extinction, far more efficient than fighting on the coastline.

"Do you have any way to slow down!"

Boluogo shouted to Aimu that in order to escape from the winding path bubble, Boluogo had burned all the Void Sword Oil, and he could no longer pass through the cracks in the winding path and move his position.

"How do I know!"

Aimu screamed in Boluogo's mind. In order to burn the light, there was not much ether left in her body, and she was just barely maintaining the mental image.

"Otherwise, just slow down physically!" Aimu suggested, "You are also an immortal anyway!"

Boluogo raised his voice and made a bad joke with her, "But my death will be very miserable, turning into pulp and evenly covering the ground!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

Boluogo mobilized the remaining ether in his body and asked Aimu, "Have you ever heard of such a sentence? A strong man cannot lift himself."

"so?"

"So I'm going to give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the snake scale liquid poured out, weaving a series of tight barbed wire fences under Bologo. They should have fallen quickly with Bologg under the control of gravity, but Bologg controlled them. The force forced them to freeze in mid-air, becoming one slowdown net after another.

Crash!

Under the high-speed impact, each wire was like a galloping sword blade, leaving scarlet wounds on Boluogo's body. Blood flew in the air, and Boluogo's figure rolled and shook.

Keep banging, one after another!

Bologg vertically crashed through several iron nets in one breath, allowing his own ether to support himself and slow down his speed. Although he was dripping with blood, Bologg indeed slowed himself down from the fatal speed. Come down until a suspended platform is built under your feet, and you can enter a state of stagnation by controlling the matter to freeze in mid-air.

"It's...it's really fatal..."

This series of experiences just now made Boluogo dizzy and had no time to rest. Now, he finally got a chance to breathe and adjust his condition.

"Are you going to fight again?"

Aimu worriedly said that she could feel that there was not much ether left in Boluogo. If he got into the dark iron curtain and entered the battle again, he would not be able to hold on for long.

"We have achieved the results, now we can leave it to others."

Aimu went on to say that after the withdrawal of the Throat of the Abyss, the troop delivery of the disobedient royal court has been interrupted, and the battle situation below is improving.

"I know I know."

Boluogo calmed down his breathing. It was the first time he stood at such a height. He actually felt a little afraid of heights. It was really a strange feeling.

"I've always wanted to find a chance to try it."

Boluogo stood up straight as he spoke. Due to the depletion of ether, there were still many injuries on his body that had not healed, and he looked in a miserable state.

"Try this etheric technique that has not yet been officially developed."

The remaining ether was mobilized and burned, and a brilliant light rose in Boluogo's eyes. He summoned the massive ether scattered between the sky and the earth, and issued orders to them with an absolutely powerful command of control.

In an instant, the infinite ether swirled and collapsed toward him with Boluogo as its origin.

Etheric Siphon!