Endless Debt

The team ran in the rainy night. The gray raincoats made them blend into the gray and black tones, hiding in the hazy rain and mist. The sound of their footsteps was also obscured by the sound of rain, like invisible ghosts.

"Captain, where are we going now?" one of the team members asked. None of them knew the full story of the mission. The only one who knew was their captain Jameng.

"The Great Rift, we have to lurk here for a long time. It's the only place where we can avoid the sight of the Bureau of Order."

Jarmon explained to the team members that after getting rid of the two troublesome guys, Mirasha and Gray, he could finally stretch his fists and legs to his heart's content.

"Seat Six has already suspected us, otherwise we wouldn't have added these two unlucky guys to our team." Jia Meng sneered in a low voice.

Others also made similar sneers. Milansa was indeed very powerful and very suitable to check Jamon, but she was still too naive after all. She thought everything was so beautiful and never thought that Jamon would be at such a critical moment. Backstab yourself.

As for Gray, the newcomer had nothing to worry about. If Milansa hadn't been wary of Jamon, Jamon would have had several opportunities to put Gray to death on the way to action.

"Everyone should have thrown away their communication equipment, right?" Jamon turned around and asked.

"After Milansa's death, we have cleared everything, including the coat of arms that represents our identity. Now the Long Sword Team has entered a state of disconnection."

Huggins followed Jamon. Before Milansa was transferred, he was the deputy captain of this team. "In a ghost place like Opos, it is normal for the entire team to be in an accident and lose contact. The first Six Seats can do nothing but doubt.”

Jamon nodded. From now on, they have completely cut off their relationship with the King's Secret Sword. Milansa thinks this is a betrayal, but Jamon never thinks so.

"My king, we are coming to you."

Jamon whispered, it was like faith to him.

Thinking of this, Jia Meng felt that his blood was getting hot and he was very excited.

From the beginning of the operation, the Sixth Seat's attention was entirely focused on the ghouls. Even if they had doubts about themselves, they only sent Milansa and Gray to monitor themselves.

After waiting for so many years, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he had no reason to give up.

"Tear the false king off the throne, where the real king belongs."

Huggins said quietly, his eyes had the same joy as Jamon, and so did the other team members. The betrayal of the Long Sword Team has been planned for a long time.

Crossing the deserted streets, they walked through the alleys, the darkness sheltering their figures. When they raised their heads, they saw that the great rift was close at hand.

Even though the rain was so heavy, it still couldn't drive away the haze hovering above the big crack. The water mist mixed together, and an arc of light surged up in the crack, illuminating the water mist and twisting it into something like... Auroral light bands.

The pace of the team gradually slowed down. Under the heavy rain, the city fell into silence, but the Great Rift was different. It had a completely different ecology from Opos, and they needed to be vigilant before moving forward.

Hiding their weapons under their large raincoats, with their faces covered in shadows, they were like ordinary passers-by, trying not to attract anyone's attention as they walked towards the heavy fog of the Great Rift.

Pale light overflowed from the street lamps on both sides. Under the rolling water mist, the light also took on a somewhat blurry color, covering the water on the ground.

The footsteps fell, crushing the light on the water.

Jamon suddenly raised his hand, stopped the team's pace, and looked ahead warily.

As we approached, at the end of the street, a figure gradually emerged from the hazy mist. He was holding a cane in one hand and an umbrella in the other. His upper body was obscured by the lowered umbrella, so no one could see his appearance clearly. .

"The rain was so heavy that it flushed all you rats out of the sewers."

The sound came slowly, just like the heavy rain, making people feel a deep chill.

"I just said it wouldn't go so smoothly..."

Jia Meng laughed at himself, and then pulled out the secret sword from his waist without any intention of covering it up. The bright light track covered the blade, exuding a dangerous aura.

These awarded secret swords are themselves powerful alchemical weapons.

Jia Meng is not worried about the situation in front of him. There is only one person on the other side. He does not think that the other side can face an entire team with one person, not to mention that everyone in the team has experienced hundreds of battles.

"Get out of the way!"

Jamon roared and swung his sword, but before the secret energy could be released, hot blood spilled on his face.

He was stunned. The opponent was still some distance away from him, and he was not injured. So where did the blood come from?

Jamon's doubts did not last long. To be precise, after the blood was spilled, a harsh wailing sound announced the source of the blood.

He turned his head, a blue light illuminated his face, and bursts of harsh and weird sounds echoed.

It was definitely the most distorted and sharp sound that Jameng had ever heard in his life. It seemed like thousands of iron armors were rubbing against each other, or like pythons with iron scales entangled together. The sharp ends scraped and stung everyone's eardrums. .

"Polly..."

He read the players' names, but the players had no chance to respond.

No one could see the movement of that thing clearly. It was too fast and too sharp. Flesh, bones, raindrops, all materials under the slender steel were cut off in an instant. The cross section was smooth and clear, and the person who was beheaded Maybe you can’t even feel the pain.

Just like the vivisection that medical students saw in class, the crack extended from Polly's throat, and the entire head was directly decapitated. Then the limbs were shattered in an instant, and the blood entangled the internal organs and fell to the ground with a clatter.

He was torn apart in an instant, without even a chance to fight back.

Jamun's horrified eyes reflected the monster who had committed such atrocities.

It was something that Jamon could not describe. The jet-black manes were layered on the body, but their texture was not soft hair, but rough metal, like dense iron armor, and like sharp blades covering the whole body. .

The dark wolf head looked at him, but under the helmet was not a human being, but a rising blue light.

"spread!"

Jameng roared and thrust out the secret sword at the same time, fighting with the sharp buzzing, causing numerous sparks to burst out.

"Kill that Sublime One!"

Jia Meng ordered. As a believer in the team, his rich experience allowed him to judge the opponent's ability immediately. This is just the opponent's dominant object. No matter how powerful the dominant object is, as long as the condenser who releases the secret energy is killed, , can easily end all this.

He gritted his teeth to fight against the biting wolf, delaying it. Huggins was striding forward at this moment. Complex patterns were all over his body, his muscles swelled, and his body also began to undergo alienation. Brutal power surged through the alchemical matrix. between.

Under the influence of secret energy, Huggins transformed into a ferocious beast. Whether it was strength, speed, or resilience, it was greatly enhanced, and he possessed strong intuition and a keen sense of smell like a beast.

Relying on past experience, once Huggins gets close, his flesh and blood body will be easily torn apart by him. Even if he is hit by a gun, his powerful body can ignore these injuries.

Now that the dominant object is being held back by Jamon, the opponent will undoubtedly die.

As he ran wildly with a hiss, the raincoat was torn apart by the bulging muscles. Huggins' nails were as hard as steel and turned into sharp swords to slash at the opponent.

A dim light flashed across, the dark sword blade was raised high, and a large smear of blood slapped on the umbrella, which was then washed away by the heavy rain.

Huggins looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. The sharp claws that were supposed to tear the enemy into pieces were lying in the water at the moment. A flat section appeared on his arm, with blood vessels, bones, muscles, everything. The organizational structure is clearly visible.

The powerful body he was proud of was as fragile as a piece of paper under this sharp sword.

"How is this possible?"

Huggins looked at the man in front of him. He made a fatal mistake. The other man never said that he only had one dominant object.

Beside the man, another blade-biting wolf walked out of the rain and fog, silently.

Without any etheric reaction, these blade-biting wolves are the real ghosts. Each of its strikes is swift and powerful, as if covered by a powerful etheric amplification.

"First warning, you are surrounded. Release the secret power and give up resistance."

The man raised his umbrella. Under the umbrella was not a human face, but a wolf-head mask made of countless metal bristles.

Cold eyes peered through the mask at everyone present.

Under the cold declaration, Huggins did not want to give up. He mobilized all his power, and the ether roared and surged.

He lost an arm, but he and Lebius were close enough at this moment. As long as he lightly touched Lebius in this short distance, he could seriously injure the other person. As for the rest, he would leave it to himself. Teammate.

All the ether was injected into the arm. Huggins felt that this would be the most powerful ether increase in his life. This blow was enough to crack the ground and destroy rocks, just like a swinging giant sword.

"Dedicate yourself to my king!"

Huggins looked enthusiastic, and the ether was high, but the moment they reached the peak, they all fell silent again.

What's wrong?

Huggins didn't understand that the second blade-biting wolf was in his sight, and it didn't attack him at all...

The sharp pain in his chest interrupted his thoughts. A slender sword blade penetrated his heart from his back. Blood overflowed along the grooves on the blade and dripped into the water.

At some point, the third biting wolf appeared behind Huggins and thrust out the fatal sword.

The wind suddenly rose, and before the rolling light in Huggins's eyes dissipated, his head fell heavily, and then the entire headless body collapsed and drowned in the water.

Lebius stood there, not moving from beginning to end, looking at the remaining enemies, and said again.

"Second warning, you are surrounded. Release the secret power and give up resistance."

Before the words could dissipate, they were torn apart by dense buzzing sounds.

Sharp sounds came from all directions, and dark figures appeared from behind the rain and fog, as if a dense crowd were silently advancing here.

Not long after, one after another, the blade-biting wolves walked out of the rain and mist. The dark and silent steel brought an oppressive will of death, and the cold blades cut through the raindrops. They were as numerous as a sea of ​​sand, and they hated evil.

A pack of wolves has surrounded this place, and no one has anywhere to escape.

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