Endless Debt

Palmer sat on the chair with his head lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking. The atmosphere was quiet. Apart from the busy sounds of Freya and the others fiddling with documents, the only sound left was the faint breathing of him and Boluogo. Voice.

Bologg lay down on his chair, leaned back in a more relaxed posture, and looked at the bright light above his head. It was like a blazing white sun, gradually occupying all of Bologg's field of vision, leaving nothing else.

"As you can see, Palmer."

Suddenly, Boluogo broke the unbearable calm and took the initiative to speak, "A change is taking place within the Kogadel Empire that is beyond our imagination. As the concentration of ether increases, the two worlds overlap, and the devil's Power will no longer be bound by the physical realm."

Bologg sat up straight and looked at Palmer with stern eyes. "These bastards have been hiding in the shadows for thousands of years. They can't stand it anymore. They are jumping on the edge of the material world, eager to invade our world." Reality."

Palmer avoided Borrowgo's gaze, as if this would avoid a sharp conflict.

No, avoidance doesn't solve anything.

"Turning the entire country into a weapon...the bloody earth..."

Palmer murmured to himself, chewing on the information sent from Xilin, feeling the madness hidden in the words.

After another long silence, Palmer plucked up the courage and looked at Burlogo.

"So, as Beelzebub's debtor, I am indispensable for the next actions against the Kogadel Empire, right?"

Boluogo nodded solemnly and acknowledged, "Yes, we need the umbilical cord between you and Beelzebub. With you here, we may be able to find some clues that are difficult to find."

He then added, "Palmer, you don't have to worry, Beelzebub will use you as an anchor and a means to attack us."

Palmer was stunned for a moment and smiled reluctantly, "I know that when she comes to me, our sword can be pointed at her."

Although he said it was light, Palmer's heart was still heavy. He knew very well how vast the Kogadel Empire was. Once Xilin's suspicion was true, the entire land would be turned into flesh and blood weapons... ...It will be a war a thousand times crazier than the Wrath of the Scorched Earth. It is even said that it will be the most tragic battle in human history.

"Devils are different from humans. Humans are just farm animals, while demons are farmers who harvest wantonly. They never care about the life and death of humans, but only care about their own interests..."

As Palmer muttered, he noticed that his hands were shaking uncontrollably. He was afraid, not of his own safety, but of the extremely bloody and dark future.

He whispered, "In other words, once Beelzebub chooses to go to full-scale war..."

Bologo followed Palmer's words and said, "Every land in the Kogadel Empire will be turned into a breeding ground for flesh and blood aberrations. We will face a steady stream of death that is enough to overwhelm everyone, and Before this tide engulfs us, they will be the first to destroy the Korgadel Empire itself."

Long before informing Palmer of this information, Bologo had participated in several meetings with senior officials of the Bureau of Order regarding this information. After a series of deductions and speculations, an extremely terrifying fact was revealed to everyone.

Once the bloody land is fully operational, the people living on this land will be the first to be affected. In the face of such a cruel disaster, even the Ninghua people will have difficulty surviving, let alone ordinary people.

For this reason, during the discussion at the meeting, a conclusion was clearly reached. When the bloody earth roars, more than 90% of the population of the Kogadel Empire will be devoured by the brutal flesh and blood aberrations.

This will be an unprecedented massacre. Even if Bologo is in a hostile position, he will still feel confused and shocked by such a bloody future, and then there will be endless anger.

The emergence of the Sublime Ones changed the war from a large-scale legion fight to a duel between a few people. To a great extent, it maintained the order and stability of the mortal world and reduced the casualties of ordinary people. However, the devils did not They don't care about these, as long as they can achieve their goal, there is no difference between the death of a person from a city and the death of a person from an empire.

"The Bureau of Order is planning a surprise attack on the Pillars of Kingship. Before the situation evolves into a full-scale war, it will take the lead in destroying the Kogadel royal family, beheading all their command centers, and trying to expel Beelzebub from the material world. .”

Boluogo said in a deep tone, "The most fundamental goal of all this is to prevent the bloody earth from erupting."

Once the bloody land breaks out, even if Boluogo and other glorious people can keep the oath city of Opos, what about other cities and countries?

In the huge population base of all mankind, after all, the Sublimation People are only a small part, let alone the high-level Sublimation People. Under the scarlet wave, there will indeed be lives surviving, and the price is the once glorious human civilization. It will turn into blood-stained scarlet scorched earth.

Because of this huge crisis, the dispute between the Order Bureau and the King's Shield Guard seemed so small and unnecessary. The two sides put aside their hatred and united with each other.

"I have a question," Palmer asked in confusion. "Even if we can carry out a precise decapitation strike and completely wipe out all life in the Pillar of Throne, is this really enough to kill Beelzebub?"

"What we have seen and learned about Beelzebub is just her projection and incarnation in the material world. Her essence exists in the etheric world. Death in the material world only banishes her will back to the etheric world. , her will is immortal, and she still has the ability to unleash the bloody earth.”

Palmer was skeptical, "Pushing the battlefield into the ether? But do we really have the ability to kill the devil?"

During the war in the Land of Eternal Night, Palmer witnessed with his own eyes the power of the devils, which were majestic existences that transcended glory, and were a fight of completely different dimensions and concepts.

Since then, a vague iron rule has been engraved in Palmer's heart.

Only the devil can kill the devil.

Regarding this problem, Boluogo just responded calmly, "I will find a way to solve it."

"As for you," Bologo picked up another document and handed it to Palmer, "This is your promotion application form. Just sign it and the ceremony can be carried out the day after tomorrow as soon as possible."

Palmer took the application form and looked at Burlogo in shock, "Are you serious?"

"The next actions require you. Don't you think that the power of the person with authority is enough? As for the ritual materials and other issues, I have already solved them for you," Bologo reluctantly joked, "This is also a privilege. a part of."

This time, Palmer didn't say any jokes, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by deep seriousness and solemnity.

"okay, I get it."

"Well, you go back first, I still have work to do."

Bologg said as he snapped his fingers, and Freya emerged from the ground beneath Palmer's feet like a ghost. She pressed her hands on Palmer's shoulders and looked at him with a smile.

"It's time to go!"

As Freya said, darkness rose up from the ground, wrapping her and Palmer, and the two of them moved directly out of the office.

Only Bologo was left in the room again. His expression was still serious, and he was recalling the information about the bloody earth in his mind. Even if the Bureau of Order successfully beheaded the Kogadel royal family and wiped out Beelzebub's power, the bloody earth could not A deadly weapon remains.

The scope of its radiation is so vast that even if the Order Bureau fully takes over, it will take years or even decades to render it completely harmless. What's more, before that, there are still various problems plaguing Boluogo.

As Palmer said, can a mortal really kill the devil?

"Foliya, the work here is left to you."

Bologo took a long breath and issued instructions to Freya. Then he took out a key from his pocket. It was a winding path key. At the end of the key handle, there was a flat sun symbol.

Just like Freya cannot reach the decision-making room, there are many places in the farm that are in the blind spot of Freya's sight, such as the House of the Rising Sun.

Boluogo inserted the key into the keyhole and pulled the door of the office. A squirming darkness came into view.

After stepping into the darkness and briefly losing sight, warm sunlight shines into my eyes. The temperature in the room is very warm, and the air is slightly dry, with a smell of sunshine.

The front desk was still empty, and a familiar song played on the record player.

After becoming a Glorious One, Bologg was given the privilege of reaching the House of the Rising Sun on his own initiative. Walking along the familiar road, Bologg pushed open another heavy door, and a dim cinema came into view.

Belphegor sat in that familiar position, holding popcorn in his arms and watching the scenes on the screen with relish.

In the picture, Sai Zong wields his power and fights violently with Arrogance. The vast snow dust surges with the surge of their power, setting off thousands of huge waves.

In addition to the ambushed Leviathan, there was also a bystander like Belphegor in the disputes in the Land of Eternal Night. His eyes peered through Scott and part of the process.

"What a pity. You should have left Scott in the Ether Realm, so that I could know the true outcome of this war." Belphegor turned back in disappointment and said to Bologo.

"The outcome of this war is not difficult to guess," Boluogo said in a positive tone. "Leviathan won. He became the biggest winner and gained two pieces of power and original sin."

Although there is no evidence to prove this, Boluogo likes to think the worst about things.

"I think so too, but for example, the conclusion, I care more about the process," Belphegor said. "Aren't you curious about how Leviathan defeated Arrogance and how he convinced Sai Zong?"

It has been some time since the Land of Evernight incident ended, but the final truth still hangs over everyone's heads like a dark cloud. Among them, Bologo, as Leviathan's debtor, feels the deepest.

Jealous Leviathan, this devil is full of mystery and unknown. In Bolog's view, it is a far more deadly existence than Beelzebub and Mammon. However, because of his hidden acting style, even Bolog Ge wanted to target him, but couldn't find a way.

"Instead of what has happened, let's talk about what has not happened yet."

Bologger sat down next to Belphegor and looked at the big screen in front of him. Like a memory, the past scenes were clearly presented before his eyes.

Belphegor asked with a smile, "What hasn't happened yet?"

"The Kogardel Empire," Bologo confessed, "I received intelligence from Silin. That land has been contaminated by evil."

Boluogo turned his head and stared closely at Bell's ever-changing face, "I know, Belphegor, your eyes are all over the world. You must have more real information in your hands, right?"

The Unbound Poetry Society has been corrupted and perished long ago, but to this day, Belphegor still has a group of loyal poets, like hounds, patrolling the countries.

The smile on Belphegor's face grew wider and he asked, "Then what's the price?"

"A deal," Boluogo said sincerely, "a deal that is enough to get you back into the game."

Belphegor's eyes did not change, "Be more specific."

"I need to see the real intelligence first."

Bologger maintained a tough attitude and refused to give in at all. The two faced off for a moment, and Belphegor's face bloomed with a smile again.

"Speaking of it, I was shocked when I saw this. I didn't expect that this blood relative of mine was planning such a thing secretly." Belphegor pressed the remote control. "What's more important is that she succeeded. Instead, she found another way and chose to tie the safety of all mankind to a barrel of explosives in order to gain absolute initiative."

The picture on the big screen switched, and the black and white tones became colorful. Boluogo stared at the picture on the screen. The impact of the image was so direct that Xilin's words became extremely pale.

On the screen, the earth was falling apart, like cracked ice. In the deep faults, dense blood vessels were exposed, like several twisted ones, or like countless squirming earthworms.

The blood overflowed, like a broken underground river, surging out like a fountain, and the stinking blood filled the collapsed scars.

The deep soil has completely turned into flesh, and the hard rocks have turned into strange sarcomas. Painful and ferocious faces appear one after another, emitting endless whines, as if someone has dug through the boundary between reality and hell, making the nightmare The scene comes directly to reality.

"This is the image transmitted back by the canary," Belpheinger said. "She witnessed Xilin's attack and defeat, and also witnessed the appearance of these strange things."

"So, coming back, what was the deal you promised?"

It took Boluogo a long time to look away from the screen. He looked at Belphegor and said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"I can help you kill Beelzebub and swallow her authority and original sin."

Belphegor looked stunned, then he sat up straight and asked, "Are you kidding me?"

Boluogo didn't answer, just stared at him, as if looking at a prey that had stepped into a trap.