Endless Debt

The long-dead Winding Path Nest ushered in endless noise today. Two figures, one behind the other, were engaged in a desperate chase in the darkness.

This is not the first time that Boluogo has arrived at the Lair of the Winding Path. He also knows something about this strange place built by the Throat of the Abyss and is not unfamiliar with it.

It is surrounded by dark barriers that are untouchable, sometimes as hard as rock, sometimes as soft as flowing water. After years of hard work, the Throat of the Abyss has expanded the Warp Lair in all directions, like a huge train station, with strange microscopic details. Light flashes at the end of the shadows, revealing mysterious exits to unknown places one after another.

"uncle……"

The Throat of the Abyss howled and ran forward. It tried to curse Boluogo's name, but the severe pain and the threat of death made its already stupid mind unable to utter a complete sentence.

As Mammon's control was lifted, it was obvious that the Throat of the Abyss had become stupid again, like a true beast that acted based on instinct, and then remembered the group of speechless ones who had just committed suicide.

Boluogo realized that the sudden appearance of the scarlet eyes might be an external manifestation of Mammon's control. This was really surprising. Mammon actually had the ability to completely dominate his chosen one in this world. evil.

This is an ability that Boluogo has not seen in the previous chosen ones who are the scourges of this world. However, Asmode has similar signs. Her chosen one is just a body whose mind has been erased. The body is completely controlled by her, and she can walk in the world.

Knowing that Mammon has such an ability, Boluogo also vaguely understood why the Throat of the Abyss was so similar to the beast, and why in the previous battles, the Silent Man always looked cold and mechanical. appearance.

If you want to fill a glass of water, you must first empty it. If you want to dominate a body, you must first erase all its inner contents.

Obviously, many years ago, Mammon erased most of the mind of the Silent Man, leaving only a certain amount of instinct and basic logic to carry out some simple orders and tasks.

In normal times, they are like preset wind-up toys, swaying, turning the wind, and moving forward at a predetermined pace. But when necessary, they become Mammon's chess pieces, at his mercy.

After realizing this, Boluoge inevitably felt a little sad, but soon, this feeling was fleeting.

Boluogo is not a person who is overflowing with sympathy. He can feel something because of his good character as a human being.

"You must be in pain! Swallow the throat of the abyss!"

Bologo tightened the reins, and the saw-axe cut through pieces of flesh and blood in the throat of the abyss. The sharp jagged blade cut off one bone after another, and finally embedded itself in a ball of bone residue and flesh. In the mud, firmly embedded in the body.

Standing firm, Boluogo grabbed the resentful bite floating beside him, poured his own ether into the core of the light, ignited the golden fireworks, and then picked up the flames with the tip of his sword.

Without any mercy, Bologo stabbed the fire sword, leaving another fire sword scar on the back of the Abyss Maw that was difficult to heal.

Boluogo laughed wildly and said, "Then why not obey death and usher in liberation!"

Brilliant flames exploded from the wound. Bologg drove the secret energy and used the ether to guide the wisps of fireworks. They were like fiery snakes, rushing through the huge body of the Abyss, burning the flesh and blood they touched into charcoal. .

The mournful screams of the Throat of Tun Yuan resounded, and countless slender limbs supported the bloated body and continued to run wildly in the winding path lair.

It no longer has a complete mind, only basic instincts. In Bolog's view, the Maw of the Abyss is an enslaved monster, and it should be given freedom and peace with swords and axes.

But in the eyes of Tun Yuanzhi, things are completely different.

The Throat of the Abyss is a beast, a monster that only follows instinct. The instinct of life is to continue, so living is everything this monster has.

Whether it is standing high or humble, even if it is shot with thousands of arrows and tortured, as long as it is alive, it is meaning and the whole of life.

The Throat of the Abyss roared in hatred, and it slammed its body hard into a pitch-black space barrier on one side. The pitch-black barrier was knocked out into layers of ripples, and a faint light spread, sparkling.

It tried to throw Boluogo off his body, and banged back and forth crazily in the increasingly narrow passage. An ordinary person would have fallen down and been crushed into a pulp, but Boluogo was the one with the highest glory, Tun Yuan This level of resistance from the Throat is so funny that it makes people want to laugh.

The Throat of Tunyu strode forward, and the glimmer of light in front gradually became stronger, and it crashed into it.

Over the dense forest, the Throat of Tunyuan suddenly appeared, breaking the original tranquility and harmony.

Its huge and twisted body rose into the air, and then hit the ground heavily. The impact was like a falling meteorite, creating a huge hole in the ground.

The sudden impact crushed the trees, causing them to fall down in pieces, making a heart-rending cracking sound.

Smoke and fallen leaves flew across the air.

Many small animals that had no time to escape were crushed into pulp on the ground, while those that survived fled in all directions, their terrified cries echoing in the forest.

At the same time, thousands of birds soared into the sky. They felt the ominous atmosphere and fluttered their wings to escape. The sharp chirping of the birds was intertwined with the roar of the throat of the swallowing abyss, as if announcing the arrival of disaster. .

Amid the diffuse smoke and dust, a gust of wind struck, easily wiping it all away. Boluogo imitated Vorn's skills, stepping on the controlled cyclone, standing alone in the air and looking down at the earth.

The strong wind blew the hem of his clothes.

Under the control of the Glorious One, Boluogo seems to have become the god and master of the field. Even the strong wind cannot escape his control.

One cyclone after another emerged under the soles of his feet. Bologg learned quickly and walked freely in the air. He guessed that Vonn would be shocked when he saw this scene.

The Bite hovers beside Boluogo, like a falcon standing on his shoulder, holding the reins extended from the Sawaxe in his hand, closely connecting him with the Throat of the Abyss above the earth.

Looking down at the Throat of Tunyu, the violent impact caused its body to violently collide with the ground and surrounding trees, and its pale skin was covered with scratches.

The scars vary in depth, some are just scratches on the skin, while others are deep enough to show the bones. Pieces of scarlet bloom on the body of Tunyuan Throat, like delicate and cruel flowers.

Many sharp branches and wooden thorns were inserted into the body of Yan Yuan Throat during the impact. They were arranged densely, as if countless arrow feathers had grown out of the body.

The arrow feathers trembled as the Throat of Tun Yuan struggled, and every tremor affected its nerves, causing endless pain.

Boluogo's eyes were cold. Even though the Throat of the Abyss was so miserable, for this monster, it was just a skin injury.

The power of control expanded ruthlessly, and countless giant trees trembled. Huge roots were uprooted from the soil, carrying strings of soil filled with worms, rising into the sky one by one, blocking the sky and the sun.

They swayed and rotated in the air, the sunlight was blocked by these dense giant trees, and huge shadows were cast on the body of the Throat of the Abyss.

Boluogo raised his hands high. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he really looked like a god.

Secret power·To rule the world and control the world!

The giant trees were driven by the power of control and hit the ground at an alarming speed. Each impact caused a tremor that shook the earth and the mountains, as if the entire forest collapsed at this moment.

Debris and dust filled the sky, and the sharp roar of the Throat of the Abyss resounded. Amidst the heavy explosions, another winding crack was hastily torn open.

After struggling through the cracks in the winding path, the Throat of the Abyss suddenly appeared in the vast wilderness.

Since the battle with Boluogo, the battlefield between the two has spanned two realms and moved hundreds of kilometers. According to the enemies that the Throat of the Abyss has dealt with in the past, after a few winding paths, it is enough to get rid of the opponent. But Boluogo is obviously not an ordinary opponent.

At this time, the huge and deformed body of the Throat of the Abyss was covered with ferocious scars. Under the continuous fierce battle, Boluogo did not give it time to heal itself. It longed for the protection of Mammon, and its owner, The hateful devil completely ignored its call.

A strong sense of fear erupted from the heart of Yanyan Throat. It had not been this scared for a long time. It had never been a strong one in this world's evils, not to mention that Mammon had castrated it in order to control it more easily. mind.

Tunyuanzhi fell to the ground exhausted, making a dull loud noise, raising a cloud of dust, and the flowing blood mixed with the yellow sand, forming a shocking red and yellow.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, scorching the earth mercilessly. The sunlight shone on it, stretching its shadow long.

The rolling yellow sand shone with golden light under the sunlight, but with a hint of coldness and ruthlessness. Boluogo penetrated the cracks in the winding path that had not yet healed, and pursued him like a life-threatening death.

Boluo Ge was not in a hurry to kill the Maw of the Abyss. He was like a skilled hunter, constantly injuring the Maw of the Abyss, causing it to flee for its life in a panic, but without falling into a desperate situation and fighting Bo Luogo to the death. Give it a try.

The Throat of Tunyuan lay on the ground, breathing heavily. Its expression was full of exhaustion and despair, but it seemed to be waiting for something, perhaps salvation, perhaps the end.

In this wilderness, except for the rolling yellow sand and the blazing sun, there is no other breath of life.

Suddenly, a rumble of noise came from the distance, followed by a loud whistle.

Only then did Bologo notice that there was a railway track not far away, and a train full of passengers was heading here.

Boluogo's expression became tense, and the Throat of the Abyss seemed to have discovered the chance of winning. It propped up its body, and its long scarlet tongue protruded from the dark abyss in its mouth and dropped to the ground.

In an instant, the slender arms were waving wildly in the air. This time, the Throat of the Abyss was not running away, but attacking Boluogo.

The broken winding fissures are like invisible blades, all over the air. If you pass through them rashly, they will only be chopped into pieces by the misplaced space. Previous attacks of this level cannot kill Boluogo at all, and only require etheric perception. By scanning it, he could identify the location of these invisible blades.

But now, the Throat of the Abyss turned and ran in the direction of the train. This dense invisible blade was enough to hold back Boluogo for a moment - so that it could feast.

Rolling yellow sand suddenly rose, blowing across the blank space in front, using the hazy smoke and dust to outline the dense cracks.

Bologg stared at the invisible blades surrounding him. He lowered his body and stepped on the ground. Then he pulled his hands into the reins extending from the throat of the swallowing abyss. He roared and pulled it. of straight.

The power of the extreme realm exploded in full force. Bologo was like an anchor inserted deep into the earth. He grabbed the reins and then the throat of the swallowing abyss. Its running figure stagnated, and then fell heavily to the ground. , no matter how much its countless limbs scratch the ground, it can't move forward even half an inch.

The skin of Boluogo's arm was torn and there was a lot of blood. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the throat of Tunyuan. At the same time, he also retracted the reins little by little and pulled the throat of Tunyuan back.

The Throat of the Abyss roared helplessly. After realizing that it could not break free from Boluogo's shackles, it simply opened its big mouth and erupted with terrifying devouring power, ingesting the yellow sand, earth, weeds and leaves, supernatural Under the force of the force, the railway track not far away began to shake violently and was on the verge of collapse.

This monster is not as stupid as Boluogo imagined. It actually knows how to threaten itself with the lives of mortals.

"Mindless beast!"

Boluogo cursed, and the resentful bite shot through the air, like a bolt of lightning, from left to right, crossing the mouth of the Abyss's Throat, interrupting its devouring.

Vomiting a large amount of blood, the slender arms of the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss suddenly changed their direction. Like sharp swords, they stabbed down along the wounds on the body surface, passing through the flesh and broken bones, and grabbed hold of the body embedded in it. Saw axe.

The Throat of the Abyss realized that if it wanted to get rid of Bologo, the abominable god of death, it had to make a choice and let its sharp teeth smash its fingers into pieces. After breaking off an unknown number of limbs, it only listened to There was a crisp sound in the body, and Yan Yuanzhi successfully removed the saw axe.

Boluoge also noticed this. He strode forward and allowed the misplaced invisible blade to cut his skin and fingers, and cut off his cheeks and ears.

He rushed out of the encirclement with blood dripping from his body, approached the Throat of the Abyss at high speed, vigorously shook the reins in his hands, and the saw-axe broke out of his body, bringing up a pillar of blood several meters high.

I also took away large chunks of flesh and blood!

The lower half of Tunyuan's throat seemed to have been completely severed, leaving only a blur of flesh and blood. Large chunks of cold white bones were exposed, and the sharp spine was clearly visible.

A twisted roar resounded, and the sound waves spread in all directions.

Freedom is restored, albeit at a high cost.

The Throat of the Abyss moved along the railway track, with a steady stream of blood and minced flesh spilling out from the horrific wounds, spreading a path of blood behind it.

The resentful bite ignited anger, and like a bolide, it stabbed precisely into the horrific wound at the end of the torso of the Abyss-Draining Throat, and intertwined with the exposed spine.

In an instant, the fire exploded, continuing to burn the wound in the Yanyan Throat, almost turning its entire lower body into a ball of fireworks, and the smelly smoke billowed up.

Boluogo reached out and grabbed the recovered Saw-Saw Axe, stepped onto the path of blood, and followed closely behind the Throat of the Abyss.

Most of the wounds left by the invisible blade on Bologo's body had healed at this time. With the blessing of the power of the extreme realm, Bologo was as fast as lightning.

During the brief moment of the attack, Bologo suddenly realized that the Throat of the Abyss was actually not weak. It could freely travel through winding paths and deploy invisible blades. In a head-on battle, it was not as good as other evils in this world. , but it still has full lethality.

The reason why it seems so weak now is more... because it is too strong.

With protection and immortality in his hands, Boluogo is truly the strongest Glorious One in the world. He is at the limit of what human beings can do. At this point, even the Overlord Xilin can hardly compete with him. Than.

The roaring sound waves hit the train in the distance. The conductor poked his head out in confusion and looked towards the front of the railway track. He vaguely saw a pale figure, which actually shone a little under the sunlight.

The train conductor couldn't see exactly what it was, but soon he realized one thing. Even from such a long distance, the thing was so obvious in his field of vision, so how huge it actually was. ?

The horrifying roar sounded again, and the Throat of the Abyss opened its mouth, releasing a terrifying suction force. It vented its evil power without reservation, as long as it swallowed this car of living people, and forcibly condensed it from their bodies. Philosopher's Stone, then there is still a possibility of survival after swallowing the throat of the abyss.

The more he thought about this, an uncontrollable greedy desire arose from the heart of Tun Yuan Zhi. It stepped along the railway track, trampling the steel along the way crookedly, and the sleepers were broken one by one.

The sharp roar struck again, passing through the train and reaching everyone's ears.

The conductor saw the pale shadow of terror clearly, and the horrifying roar filled his ears. His professionalism warned the conductor that he must brake immediately, but the fearful murderous intention had completely penetrated his body, and he could only stand where he was. The ground was motionless.

Death and fear screamed in the conductor's heart, the sound was deafening.

"Stop!"

Loud shouts came from further away.

A towering stone wall rose from the ground without warning, breaking the rails on the ground at an alarming speed. The broken rails twisted and rolled in the air, making a harsh sound of metal tearing.

Sparks flew and iron filings flew.

The sudden change isolated the train from the Throat of the Abyss, but this did not mean that the crisis was resolved. If it had just crashed into the mouth of the Throat of the Abyss and been eaten by it, then it would now be hit by this huge... The stone wall turned into a burning fireball.

The train conductor could already predict his future. He closed his eyes in despair. At this moment, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands fell from the sky and held down the speeding train tightly.

In an instant, the speed of the train dropped sharply, as if it was suddenly restrained by an irresistible force. There was violent friction between the train's gears and the rails, and dazzling sparks burst out. The sparks flew everywhere, as if drawing a line in the darkness. A brief crack.

As the speed dropped sharply, the entire structure of the train was shaking violently. This shaking was not just a physical shock, but more like a roar when the train was fighting against that invisible force.

In this rough but extremely effective deceleration method, each carriage seemed to be pulled by a huge force and almost collided with each other.

Under the influence of huge inertia, the carriage was slightly deformed. The originally straight metal lines were now twisted and bent, groaning under the load. At the same time, the glass windows exploded into countless fragments under the action of internal and external pressure.

Fragments scattered around the carriage like bullets, piercing the air and the peace of mind of the passengers.

Passengers screamed at this sudden change, colliding with each other in the carriage, and escaping like headless flies. Luggage and sundries flew up under the action of inertia, and then fell heavily, matching the screams of the passengers. The sounds are intertwined.

The entire train seemed to be a body of order that was about to collapse at this moment, with every element struggling, twisting, and colliding under the influence of huge inertia.

But in the end, the scarred train came to a slow stop in front of the towering stone wall.

The train conductor fell to the ground. The successive impacts made his skin bruised and swollen, and his whole body was filled with uncontrollable pain.

The train conductor looked at the towering stone wall, a faint roar sounded, and then the sky-high flames rose from behind the wall, as if a volcano was erupting, and the flames swept everything.

In the midst of heavy anger, Boluogo held the hand ax and roared forward. In the separated flame waves, the resentment bite was firmly embedded in the body of the Abyss' Throat, wrapping around its body like a poisonous snake.

The Throat of the Abyss used its old trick again, tearing open a crack in the winding path again, but this time, Boluogo had already pounced on it.

Blessing and dedicating oneself to fighting.

Countless jagged blades that grew wildly cut open Boluogo's skin. His skin turned outwards, revealing bright red internal organs and bones. Dense blood vessels extended from the body, and then transformed into sharp blades like vines. They were like tentacles, piercing Into the pale flesh, the two are closely connected.

Borogo rode on the top of the Maw... if that was the top of its head.

"This should be considered your head, right?"

Boluogo said viciously, and then swung the blood-drinking saw-axe that had been unfolded and slashed hard at the flesh and blood beneath him.

Cut off the humanoid bodies hanging on the body surface, chop the bones and limbs into pieces, just like cutting down a big tree, peeling off a large piece of flesh, revealing a dripping blood.

Bologo cheered for joy, while directing the bite and light to roast its remaining body, while riding on its head, slashing its flesh repeatedly.

The extremely aggressive ether penetrated into the body of the Throat of the Abyss along the many wounds, and a series of dull explosions sounded in its body. The Throat of the Abyss struggled to get into the cracks in the winding path, and Bologo also followed it. Step into it.

First there was darkness, then light returned.

Boluogo and the Throat of the Abyss appeared together at a height of 100 meters, as if they were thrown into this world from another dimension, and they both began to fall freely.

Surrounded by rolling rain clouds, the gray clouds were flashing with the light of thunder and lightning, and moist water vapor rushed towards his face, soaking Boluogo's skin and clothes.

"Keep running away!"

Even at high altitude, Boluogo still did not forget what he wanted to do.

The saw-axe of Defeat was swung down continuously, and the wounds on the flesh and blood became larger and larger. From the overall point of view, it seemed as if another more ferocious monster had bitten the body of the Abyss Swallowing Throat.

The Throat of the Abyss fell and howled in pain. The blood mixed with the rain and dyed the surrounding clouds red. However, it did not give up its struggle and once again tore open the rift.

It's the familiar thing again, darkness first, then light.

Shuttle through winding paths!

Boluoge and the Throat of the Abyss disappeared into the sky, and then rushed out of the ruins, with collapsed walls and flying dust behind them.

Cracks along the winding paths bloomed, and the scene around them also changed rapidly.

The gray tones of the ruins were instantly replaced by the vitality of the farm. The sun shines through the clouds on the fields, and the golden wheat waves sway in the wind.

The figures of Boluogo and the monster streaked across the sky like two meteors and landed heavily in the center of the farm. Frightened livestock ran in all directions, and the doors and windows of the farmhouse were shaken to the point of collapse.

Immediately afterwards, they appeared in a steep canyon. The cliffs on both sides of the canyon towered into the clouds, like two closed doors. There was a narrow passage in the middle, allowing only two people to walk side by side.

The two collided and rubbed along the cliff, furious flames surged, and the ax blade slashed!

Afterwards, Boluoge and the Throat of the Abyss fell into a deep lake. Through the sparkling water, their underwater postures looked ferocious.

The buoyancy of the lake water made Boluogo's movements light and erratic, as if he was performing an underwater dance. However, this dance was not beautiful, on the contrary, it was full of danger.

Bologo and the Throat of the Abyss were sometimes entangled, sometimes separated, and then quickly approached. Every impact and pull caused ripples in the lake water.

The furious murderous intention was released from Boluo Ge's body. The more he fought, the braver he became, bloodthirsty and crazy, while the Throat of the Abyss became more and more exhausted as he traveled through the winding paths again and again, and the wounds on his body also traveled through the winding paths again and again. It became larger and larger, almost crossing its body.

A vortex suddenly appeared in the water, which was another crack with a winding diameter.

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Oath City Opos.

Dudel walked out of the building worriedly. He tried not to raise his head and looked up at the tree of light in the distance. He felt an unexplainable feeling of uneasiness in his heart regarding this sudden appearance.

"Alas, the world has changed."

Dudel let out a faint sigh and stood on the street while waiting for the traffic light. Little drops of water fell from the sky and fell beside him.

"Did it say it was going to rain today?"

Dudel looked at the ground in confusion, but did not dare to raise his head to observe, for fear that he might accidentally glimpse the tree of light.

The sound of rushing water was approaching, and the downpour suddenly hit the street, soaking a large area. Then, a bloated and huge figure fell down, hitting the middle of the intersection squarely.

The hundreds of tons of flesh and blood from the Yanyan Throat hit the ground, like a detonated bomb, causing an impact. Cabinets on the streets and car windshields shattered one by one. The asphalt ground was torn apart, and its body was also shattered. Also broken.

The bursting meat residue mixed with blood spattered in all directions, evenly smearing on the ground, vehicles, street walls, street lights, and the faces of pedestrians.

Dudel stared blankly at the horrific dying body, and the whole street fell silent. It was not until a few seconds later that the red light turned to green, and the hysterical screams came belatedly.

Some passers-by fainted on the spot, some ran away covered in blood, and a few, like Dudel, stood there blankly until the blood on their faces seeped into their mouths. React one or two.

Thanks to everyone's observance of traffic rules, no one was unlucky enough to be crushed by this huge figure.

In the diffuse blood mist, a figure dripping with blood stood up from the body of Yanyan Throat, wielded the saw axe, and swung the ax again at the horrific wound.

Once, twice...

Every blow was so hard, and every chopping sound was so clear, like a heavy hammer, hitting the heart of every passerby.

The limbs of the Throat of Swallowing Abyss moved feebly, and it tried to struggle and resist, but the heavy injuries along the way almost wiped out its life. This huge body followed the rhythm of the axe, twitching feebly.

The last ax fell.

Boluogo chopped off the few connected pieces of flesh and blood, and cut off the scarred bones. The person who swallowed the abyss seemed to be completely dead. The tight flesh suddenly relaxed, and the bloated flesh and blood pressed to the ground. , blood gurgled out, like a leaking fire hydrant, spreading to the other side of the street in the blink of an eye.

The evil in this world, the Throat of the Abyss, such a taboo and terrifying existence, is now like a wild dog, killed by Boluo Ge on the street.

Only then did Bologe have enough energy to observe his surroundings. Looking at the street scene covered with blood and flesh residue, Bologe felt a little complicated.

"Oath City?" Boluogo laughed inexplicably, "Is it a return ticket?"

When he reached the roadside, Bologo wanted to find a place to rest. Soon, he noticed a passerby who looked familiar. Seeing that he was stagnant in place, Bologo approached him.

"Oh? Dudel!"

Boluogo looked excited and wanted to shake Dudel's hand politely. He raised his hand and found that his hand was full of blood, so he rubbed it on his clothes. As a result, he was covered in blood, and the more he rubbed it, the thicker the blood became.

Dudel deadpanned.

Boluogo smiled sheepishly, wiped the blood on his face, and said happily.

"It's me, Borogo Lazarus, we've met before!"

The name Borrogo Lazarus evoked some bad memories for Dudel. Borrogo himself had no self-awareness at all. He sat on a stone pillar nearby with a smile on his face.

As if he didn't know what to talk about to break the silence, Boluogo looked at the tree of light in the distance and sighed.

"The weather is really nice today, what do you think?"

Boluogo's words seemed to crush the last trace of Dudel's reason. His expression became distorted and sickly, and tears burst from his eyes.

Dudel fell to his knees, screaming helplessly like a child.