Endless Debt

There are always emergencies encountered when on duty outside. During this period of time, the whistle, an inconspicuous little thing, became the most commonly used alchemy weapon of Boluogo and Palmer.

Without Uriel's support, Sentinel would not be able to establish a huge network of heart hubs, but its ability to communicate over short distances is sufficient to deal with ordinary emergencies.

Burlogo and Palmer split up and raided the entire church to completely eliminate the potential dangers here. The separation of the two seemed reckless, but what you need to know is that Burlogo will not die.

Immortality is an extremely powerful ability. Under this condition, many things become simpler. Palmer does not have to worry about Bologo's life or death. All he needs to pay attention to is his own safety, and Bologo is like The hounds released by him chased the enemy all the time.

Boluogo will step into all dangers for himself and pass important information to Palmer in the rear. He only needs to fire the fatal shot when the time is right.

Thinking of this, Palmer touched his waist, where a small bullet chain was hung, which contained extremely expensive alchemical warheads.

"One shot is half a month's wages."

Palmer muttered in a low voice, these were the words Bologg said when he handed this thing to him.

After unscrewing the bullet chamber of the thunder revolver, Palmer ejected one of the bullets, loaded the alchemical warhead on his waist, and rotated the cylinder so that the alchemical warhead was in the sixth shot position.

Palmer held the gun and sat under the statue.

At work, he may not be as good as Burlogo, an expert, but what you need to know is that Palmer joined the job more than a year earlier than Burlogo, and he also won the next year's Rookie of the Year award. Most importantly, Palmer is experienced in dealing with these cultists.

He couldn't help but be experienced. The beginning of Palmer's misfortune was because of these damn cultists. If it weren't for the identity of the debtor, Palmer would have felt that he should be serving in Group 9 - Group 9 specializes in hunting down cultists. .

The position he was in now was the core of this sacrificial ceremony. As long as he stayed here, no matter what these cultists did, they would not be able to complete the final sacrifice and summon the devil they believed in.

"It's just...a sacrifice of flesh and blood."

Palmer frowned and looked at the corpses on the ground. Most of them had been disemboweled, their intestines flowed all over the floor, and they were piled up in circles.

It reminded him of something bad, Palmer whispered.

"Aren't these lunatics from the Orangutan Sect?"

In the gradually dead silence, some sticky sounds squirmed, like footsteps stepping on a pool of sticky blood. Palmer suddenly raised his head, but he could not see the presence of other people. There were only dead body.

Even so, Palmer could tell that something was coming. He didn't know whether the other party was a condenser or something more evil, but what was certain was that the other party was coming with full malice. .

"Boluogo, you are right, this matter is not that simple."

Palmer said to himself, took out the folding knife from his waist, held the knife in his left hand and the gun in his right hand.

By now, Palmer had also felt that weird aura, that unique, ferocious, unsettling evil feeling of the devil, like countless sharp claws scratching your stomach wall, or cold breath. Lingering on your neck.

After he became a debtor, the stinky old men in his family rarely cared about him. But on the phone, those old voices were strange. They were a little happy and a little worried. In their view, "gift" was a kind of thing. Something with all the pros and cons.

Most importantly, they are always talking.

“You’ll see things you shouldn’t see and feel things you shouldn’t feel.”

At that time, Palmer didn't understand the meaning of these words, but when he saw Boluogo's huge reaction on the street, and when he went deep here, he also smelled this evil atmosphere.

Palmer understood more or less, just like when he was promoted from an ordinary person to a condenser, it was as if he had an extra organ out of thin air and could sense the existence of ether. The identity of the debtor was similar to it, and he had another qualification. , to peek into these evil auras.

Thinking of this, Palmer couldn't help but sigh at how unlucky his partner was. He actually noticed this from such a distance. It was hard to imagine what Bologna had done with the devil in the deal.

"Boluogo, I encountered an enemy. They want to take back this place."

Putting aside those messy thoughts, Palmer calmly stated, complicated light tracks spread all over his skin, and then it seemed as if a storm came here, they completely smashed the incomplete stained glass, and the howling wind poured into the room.

…

Palmer's words rang in his mind, but this did not slow down Bologg. He trusted his partner. He would not die so easily. Even if he encountered an enemy that was difficult to fight against, Bologg would not die. Believe in his luck and the rapidity brought by the secret energy and wind source.

The entire church area was controlled by these cultists. He only killed a part of the church. More cultists were hidden in different buildings, such as cellars, chapels, living rooms, bell towers, etc.

As an expert, Boluogo always didn't like to leak anyone. He walked quickly in the side corridor. While fighting in the sea of ​​​​fire, he also heard Ben's words. There were no survivors in the church area, except for the three of them. Besides, everyone is an enemy, and I have nothing to restrain myself from.

Boluogo smashed open the door with a horn hammer. In the thick smoke, a black shadow stood up. He didn't hesitate at all. He swung the hammer and smashed the black shadow into a ball of blood mist.

The terrifying soul is in a state of release, and a vague white mist surrounds the blood, spreading strong fear.

The contract object is a very strange weapon. Coupled with Bologg's brutal fighting style, many enemies thought they were scared by Bologg. But in fact, fear of Bologg was only part of it, and more came from The influence of the terrifying appearance.

But the enemies didn't expect that for this reason, Bologo in their eyes was like a nightmare that broke through the reality.

The cultists screamed, and large smears of blood stained the walls. Some people took the opportunity to hide, hid in the hut, closed the door, locked it, and blocked the cabinet in front of the door, trying to stop Burrow. Ge's advance.

They lowered their breathing and tried to calm down their restless hearts. Perhaps they themselves could not have imagined that the cultists who had always hunted others would one day be hunted by others.

Trembling, they raised their guns and pointed at the blocked door. This was the last resistance they could do, but the expected death did not come. The surroundings were extremely calm, as if the bloodthirsty evil spirit had gone away.

One person let out a long breath of relief, thankful that he had survived, but a violent crash sounded the next second, and the whole room was shaking violently, as if a giant was beating him.

They nervously raised their guns again, but the shock did not come from the door, and then the wall they were leaning against collapsed.

The wall shattered, and a hand stretched out from the crack and grabbed the nearest cultist. Before he could make any resistance, he was squeezed and dragged out of the crack.

Bursts of knocking sounds accompanied by shrill screams came from the cracks. Some of the remaining people were completely swallowed up by fear and froze in place. Some people roared, trying to awaken their enthusiasm for evil.

It stands to reason that these cultists are all lunatics, but in the face of greater fear, everyone briefly regained their sanity. A ferocious figure walked out of the smoke and dust behind the crack. He used a hammer to smash open the crack until it was enough to make him Pass easily.

Pull the trigger and let out a hail of gunfire.

Countless bullets hit the figure, but they failed to defeat the flesh and blood body. Instead, sparks burst out, as if he was wearing cold iron armor under the gray and black coat.

Boluogo quickened his pace and smashed the enemies in the room into bloody stains with calm eyes.

When he walked out of the collapsed wall, the blood-stained courtyard was once again filled with cultists, holding up their guns and pointing their muzzles neatly at him.

Judging from the number, all the cultists should be here, saving Bologg the time to find them one by one. This also means that the battle will come to an end.

"I seem to have met the Sublime One too."

Boluogo whispered that only the existence of the Condenser can reunite these defeated cultists.

Without any warning, gunfire roared in an instant, but Boluogo was faster than them. From the beginning to the end, he was not far away from the collapsed wall, and his left hand hidden behind him kept touching the wall.

The masonry collapsed and twisted into a wall shield blocking Boluogo. Not only that, Boluogo also took advantage of the brief moment when his figure was hidden and continued to slam the ground, one wall after another. Rising regularly, there were several more bunkers in the empty courtyard.

This not only protects Burlogo from gunfire, but also allows him to use cover to surprise enemies.

But just when Boluogo thought he dominated the battlefield, the ether suddenly surged into the other direction. The rising earth wall blocked Boluogo's sight. He knew that the opponent's condenser appeared. , but he couldn't observe him immediately.

In an instant, the obstructing earth wall collapsed, and the ferocious figure was covered with scarlet light tracks. Like a savage giant beast, he waved his sharp claws like blades and drew an icy arc.

Boluogo didn't hesitate and immediately threw out the hook. After Bailey's modification, the range of the hook was greatly extended and it was easily nailed into the bell tower above.

The figure jumped up quickly, and Bologg landed firmly on the high bell tower. From here, he could overlook the entire church. Only then did Bologg realize that the scarlet blood was not only covering the inside of the church, but also spreading outside the church. , turning the entire land into an evil ritual place.

Looking down at the courtyard below, after bursts of smoke and dust, Bailey's majestic figure appeared at the position where Boluogo had just stood, and the ground beneath his feet fell apart.

"Palmer, I'm in a fight too."

Boluogo's voice was calm, and Bailey slowly arched his body. His bulging muscles were like armor, and his whole body was filled with violent brute force.

Bailey jumped suddenly, and after the roaring shaking sound, Boluogo didn't even see the trajectory of Bailey's jump. He just appeared in front of him out of thin air and waved his claws.