Endless Debt

The heavy bullet hit the target, and Boluogo's body fell backwards uncontrollably. Even with the protection of the Snake Scale Liquid and the Iron-Weary Suit, the shot still seemed too heavy.

This alchemy warhead seemed to be endowed with the power to penetrate all materials. The layers of metal collapsed, exploding a blood-red stream in Boluogo's chest, and countless blood foam spread among the bloody flesh.

In an instant, the splashing blood stagnated in the air, and as if going back in time, they all reset and reorganized the wounds.

"He is immortal!"

Kemp almost screamed. He remembered the rumor that there was an immortal debtor among the special operations team. In any case, he never expected to see him here or meet him in this way.

Then he understood the meaning of Boluogo's words. Boluogo could not be killed, and it was undoubtedly too ridiculous for the other party to want to hunt him.

When Bologe was hit, the iron spear in his hand also came out. The fog interfered with Bologe's sight, and the opponent seemed to be far away from him, and he couldn't detect any ether fluctuations at all. Bologe thought it might be The etheric shield covered the opponent's whereabouts.

He could only roughly guess the direction of the projectile, and threw an iron spear to fight back. With the blessing of ether amplification, Boluogo's spear easily penetrated the fog.

Soon a heavy echo came.

Boluogo was on full alert for shooting. In comparison, these remaining thugs were no longer a threat. These guys were just a cover.

Thinking of this, the snakes gathered into flying knives in Boluogo's hands, and Boluogo threw them at several moving figures.

The cold metal cut through the air and accurately hit the feet of several thugs. They fell into the mud one after another and lost their ability to move.

Bologo needed a few survivors, and he needed to figure out what was going on.

I don’t know when, but the great rift in silence seems to be pregnant with something. Conspiracy and mystery are lingering here, just waiting for the madness to break out.

Boluogo likes to put his perspective into other people's perspective, think from the other person's point of view, and then find the chance of winning the battle.

But everything he encountered today gave Bologg an extremely strange feeling. He could not understand the purpose of the other party's actions. If he wanted to hunt down the field staff, the gunman should have killed Kemp and Shelley early on.

In order to attract reinforcements and then catch them all in one fell swoop?

This is even more impossible. Except for the old rival King's Secret Sword, few people in Opos can stand up to the entire action team.

The latest reinforcements?

Nowadays, the Bureau of Order only has two action teams on duty in the Great Rift. The mysterious fourth team is obviously not among them, so it can only be me.

The other party arranged all this, and the target was most likely himself.

Why yourself? Hunting an undead? This also sounds too futile.

This kind of confusion did not trap Boluogo for too long. Boluogo believed that everyone had a strong purpose in doing something, and this is still the case now.

This mysterious opponent must have some purpose, but I don't know what the conspiracy is yet.

But what Boluogo knew was that if his guess was correct, he had already stepped into it.

"Yasi, how long do you have until you arrive... This matter is more complicated than I thought."

Boluogo stood alone in the fog, and the earth walls around him collapsed, exposing his figure.

"What are you doing?" Shelley didn't understand Boluogo's actions. He undoubtedly exposed himself to the gunman.

"Let him see me."

Burlogo rarely responded to Shelley's doubts, but it was more like telling Ass.

"Whether he will continue shooting or retreat," Bologo stared at the gloom ahead, "I hope he will continue to aim at me."

After a brief moment of confusion, Shelley understood what Burlogo meant.

Bologg is here to rescue the two of them. His first priority is to protect Kemp and Shelley. If Bologg rushes to chase the gunman, maybe this will cause the tiger to flee the mountain. As soon as Bologg leaves, he will An enemy emerged from the shadows and surrounded the two of them.

Even though Burlogo speculated that Kemp and Shelley were just bait and it was unlikely to lure the tiger away from the mountain, Burlogo couldn't just bet their lives like this.

For this reason, the situation became stalemate, Bologg was unable to pursue, and the gunman could move freely. Once he chose to leave, Bologg would no longer be able to track him.

Now Bologo would turn himself into bait, tempting the gunman to keep firing.

At the same time, Borogo was still thinking, what is the point of hunting an undead?

"We're here! I sense your ether is fluctuating. We'll arrive in two minutes at the latest." Yas's voice sounded.

Should I be called the leader of the riot control team? Even from such a distance, Yas can detect his own ether reaction. It is hard to imagine how sensitive he is to the flow of ether.

"Two minutes, can you?" Boluogo asked.

"Okay," Kemp understood what Bologo meant, "It's only two minutes. No matter what happens, we can hold on."

In fact, Kemp and Shelley, like Burlogo, are newcomers to the field department who have recently been transferred to the field department. The early work of the newcomers has gone through ups and downs.

Kemp felt ashamed that he had made a mistake and asked the team leader to put out the fire. Both he and Shelley had made up their minds and could not continue to hold them back, even though Bologna was originally prepared to rescue them.

After throwing the iron spear, there were no more gunshots. Boluogo didn't think he had hit the opponent, but more like the opponent had withdrawn.

Boluogo didn't intend to let the opponent go so easily. After Yas arrived later, he could give it a try.

Taking out the ether flow eyepiece from his pocket, Boluogo didn't know the observation distance and accuracy of this thing, and how far it could be achieved in this environment, but for him now, this is the only way to track the opponent. .

After a short delay, magnificent colors appeared in Bolog's eyes. The ether flow eyepiece had a certain imaging delay, but Bolog only needed a rough orientation.

A faint blue light point appeared at the end of his sight.

Without the slightest pause, Boluogo rushed towards the direction of the light spot. As he advanced, a strong etheric reaction came from the other end of the fog.

Boluogo knew that it was Yas, and like a loud gunshot during a robbery, he announced his arrival in a loud voice, and anyone who planned to touch his team members would bear his wrath.

Thinking of this, Bologo actually felt a little regretful. He hoped that the enemy would be stronger, preferably even one that would be difficult to resist, so that he could see the fighting style of the Sublime Masters of the Origin School, and witness Yaya with his own eyes. Sri Lanka’s “silence” and “forbiddenness”.

It is said that it is a rare method that can "kill" the undead.

Suddenly, Boluogo's thoughts froze. He felt that he had caught the tail of the clue, and he searched up the tail in a panic, but it was difficult to build a logical chain no matter what.

The Origin School can kill itself, as long as it puts itself in an absolute ether vacuum and consumes all its ether and soul fragments...

Borogo quickened his pace, he needed to know who his enemy was.

The King's Secret Sword?

It is unlikely that Boluo Ge killed everyone on the list except the First King on Stormy Night, unless they had some unknown means to pass on their information.

Orang Fu Sect?

Bologe didn't have much confidence in this weird evil sect. There was still a woman's handprint on his chest, but Bologe thought that if the Orangutan Sect wanted to attack him, he shouldn't face these thugs. , and the ninth group must be aware of it.

The situation became more and more complicated and strange. It seemed that in this chaotic chess game, another strange chess player had joined the battle.

Boluogo passed through the heavy fog and countless crooked buildings. He saw the damaged walls and the iron spears embedded in the rubble. There were also bursts of cyan light floating on them, and the light remained. With some blood stains.

Stretching out and touching the iron spear, the solid form collapsed and turned into a group of soft snakes crawling back to Bologo's hand.

Judging from the remaining blood stains, Bologo scratched the gunman, which surprised him. When throwing the iron spear, Bologo did not expect to hit the gunman at all.

It seems that Boluogo's talent for throwing objects is better than he expected. Even at such a long distance and without an exact target, he still hit the gunman.

But at this moment, Boluogo noticed that in this dim light, there was a bright reflection, like a metal tripwire.

This is a tripwire!

During the long war of Wrath of the Scorched Earth, Boluogo had dismantled countless ghosts like this. This was a trap. He didn't hit the gunman at all. He deliberately designed such a situation to mislead himself.

At the moment when Boluogo thought of this, violent ether surged up at Boluogo's feet. Dense scales protected Boluogo's body. However, the expected explosion did not happen. Instead, it continued to surge from under his feet. dark green mist.

The green mist was extremely corrosive. The moment the scales came into contact with it, the metal seemed to be corroded by strong acid, and the fine bubbles burst, causing bursts of screams.

The scales could resist the explosion, but they could not block the penetration of the green mist. The moment the flesh and blood body came into contact with it, intense pain came from the surface of the body. Bologo accidentally took a breath, and his respiratory tract felt like it was being burned by fire. , the sticky blood and flesh were mingled together, and he couldn't even breathe.

The fragile eyeballs came into contact with the green mist, and Bologg's eye sockets turned into blood, and his vision fell into darkness. Then a gunshot rang out, and the alchemy warhead easily penetrated all the materials in its path, and punched a hole in Bologg's chest. Huge cavity.

At this point, Boluogo lost all his strength and fell to the ground like a corpse, motionless.

In the nearby shadows, Gray was wearing a concealment suit that interfered with the light. He shouldered his sniper rifle, pulled out a short knife from his waist, and cautiously leaned toward Bologg's body.