Endless Debt

The scarlet heart is stagnant in the cold and transparent quartz. The surface of the crystal is gleaming with light, seeming to seal the heart. But even so, the scarlet color still carries full vitality, making everyone look at it. , the heartbeat suddenly became violent.

This is true for Bologo, and so is the woman next to him.

"Actually... is it really the Immortal Heart?"

The woman changed her previous lazy look and sat up straight, with excitement and uneasiness lingering in her eyes.

The same was true for others. The quiet atmosphere could no longer be maintained, and the whispers became louder and louder, until the venue was noisy.

"You actually know this? Who are you?" This time the woman finally looked at Boluogo.

"Does this question make sense in this context?"

Burlogo, wearing a mask, spoke back to her in a woman's words.

The woman sneered and clenched her fists. It had been a long time since she had felt such irritation and anger from someone.

The host had already begun to introduce the Immortal Heart. His introduction was not long and he only mentioned that it was a sacred object of the Orang Fu Sect and that it could produce the blood of eternal life.

"If you implant it into the human body, you can think about what will happen."

The host was cryptic, but he didn't delay for long, and then he shouted frankly.

"immortal!"

After the shouts, the venue fell silent again, followed by even more crazy low murmurs.

Immortal.

Get rid of the cowardly mortal body and obtain an immortal body. This is the power that many people dream of. Now it is placed on a high platform and sold as a commodity.

"Aren't you interested in this thing? Maybe this can free you from the curse of the sun." Boluogo said seductively in a low voice.

"Power comes at a price."

The woman obviously knows more and is aware of the devil's deceitfulness. Regarding the Immortal Heart, there is no fanaticism in her eyes, but only reason and uneasiness.

"What about you? Don't you care about not dying?"

The woman in turn asked Boluogo that she didn't care about the Immortal Heart because she knew the price it required, but what about Boluogo? A mortal like Boluogo would never look back even if he knew the price. Why wouldn't he care?

"I don't care, I won't die anyway."

"You are still really confident."

The woman began to think that Boluogo was an interesting guy. This was the first time in her life that she had seen such a freak.

She became interested in Boluogo. Unfortunately, Boluogo was about to die. The woman had no idea about this. As long as she lived long enough, she could always meet a few interesting people, so people like Boluogo were there. It's not rare in her eyes.

What Bologo was thinking about was another thing entirely. Now that Palmer was missing, he was the only one to carry out the mission. With so many people in the venue, even if Bologo was undead, he couldn't kill everyone.

For this reason, Boluogo wanted to try to use the woman next to him. As a Night Clan, she should also have strong power to arouse her desire for the immortal heart, thus causing chaos.

Surprisingly, the woman obviously knew something that she didn't know, so she didn't care about the temptation of the Immortal Heart at all, which gave Boluo Ge a headache.

The atmosphere at the venue became crazy. Everyone was shouting and raising prices. When Boluogo was trying to think of how to act, the woman's words made him freeze.

"That friend of yours must be Sere Vilelis."

Boluogo was stunned, and the woman lowered her body and tilted her head to look at him. However, unlike the previous pink atmosphere, Boluogo could clearly feel the killing intent coming from the woman.

It was obvious that she and Sere were enemies.

"Since the Daybreak Trial, some of the Night Clan have been imprisoned in the Land of Eternal Night, and the other part is under my command... Except for the traitor Sere, I can't think of anyone else who can wander between these two places. Not to mention that the bloodline is still so pure.”

There was a slight glimmer in the scarlet pupils, and the murderous intention almost turned into reality, slowly slicing Boluogo's nerves like a sharp knife.

"Want to start a fight? Here."

There was no ups and downs in Boluogo's tone. The silver snake crawled over his wrist and turned into a sharp dagger. Looking at his serious look, he seemed to be really ready to fight with the woman.

When the murderous intention reached its peak, the woman smiled and her anger collapsed.

"One day, I will kill Sere with my own hands and expose him to the sun, from early morning to dusk, for seven days and seven nights."

"As for you?"

The woman seemed to know what was about to happen. She stood up and prepared to leave, but before leaving she said to Bologo, "You're going to die here."

"These lunatics have no idea what they're robbing."

Looking at the heart on the high platform, the woman murmured to herself,

"Who are you?" Bologfa asked.

"The dead don't deserve to know my name," the woman said.

"Since I'm already dead, it doesn't matter if I know before I die, right?" Bologg asked, "Dead people will keep secrets."

"Olivia.

Olivia Villeless. "

After a moment of silence, the woman suddenly said her name. She stretched out her hand and scratched Boluogo's neck with her sharp nails. Her speed was as fast as a gentle breeze.

When Boluogo felt the belated pain, a thin blood line had already stretched out. The wound was not deep, but a lot of blood still flowed out.

Olivia took out a vial and caught the blood dripping from her nails.

During the entire process, Boluogo stood sluggishly. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but he couldn't move at all. The invisible ether bound his body, and the heavy shackles locked his limbs.

It wasn't until Olivia sealed the blood that this suppression disappeared. Cold sweat soaked Boluogo's clothes. This woman was far more powerful than he thought.

She's like this, but what about Sere?

It was really difficult for Boluogo to connect the muscular man dancing on the pole with the ancient and mysterious strong man of the Night Clan.

This world is so absurd.

"Where's your name? Freak."

Olivia put away the vial containing blood, looked at the embarrassed Boluogo and smiled.

“Are dead people’s names important?”

Boluogo responded with a smile in his tone. He might not be able to defeat Olivia, but in a verbal argument, she was obviously inferior.

Olivia looked at the freak in front of her. He was so weird. Even in this situation, he actually looked unafraid.

Such a person would actually be involved with Sere...

Recalling Sere's appearance in her memory, Olivia felt that it was not impossible. The man's weird personality made Sere quite popular with him.

"So does anyone else want to bid?"

The host shouted from the high platform that the bidding for the Immortal Heart had come to an end. The high platform was filled with blood and corpses.

In the end, many people began to sacrifice their values. Some cut off their arms, while others sacrificed their freedom. Everyone competed with each other, and more and more painful prices were paid to themselves.

A pool of blood flowed at the host's feet, and he continued to shout in despair.

This time, no one answered. Everyone was devalued. The host looked at the silent venue. He was a little disappointed. He thought the scene would become more crazy.

"Then...it belongs to you."

The host announces the final winner.

The man lost an eye, an arm and both feet. He could only crawl hard in a pool of blood. At the same time, he also lost fifty years of time. His body was too old and his movements were extremely slow.

But it's all worth it. As long as he gets that heart, he will regain everything he has paid for.

Using his last bit of strength, the man raised his hand. Just a second before he was about to touch his heart, his arm fell down weakly. The blood escaped from the old body and turned into a bloodless corpse.

"Well...it looks like this seller is dead, so does anyone else want to bid for it?"

The host became excited again, and the eyes of the remaining people on the high platform also lit up, ready to compete again.

Weird and suppressed murmurs sounded at this time, coming from all directions.

In an instant, extreme madness descended on the place. Everyone was keenly aware that something weird and crazy was coming. This time, even the host stopped smiling.

Ether surged up in an instant. Even with the suppression of the virtual realm, the golden halo in Boluoge's eyes became dazzling, as did everyone else in the venue, and everyone entered into battle preparations.

Olivia obviously knew what all this was about. She looked at Boluogo and regretted that Boluogo was about to die. Otherwise, it would be quite interesting to take this guy back.

"Finally, I'll teach you a lesson. You'd better not talk to a lady with such eyes."

Olivia didn't care what happened next, she was fully capable of escaping.

"Why?"

Boluoge also noticed the strange power, but his expression remained calm.

"The way you look makes me doubt my own charm." Olivia said, "The way you look at me is like looking at a monkey in the zoo."

Her figure began to blur, and then disappeared into the air like ink.

Borlog tried to find any trace of Olivia, but she had disappeared just as she came.

The tension in his heart became clearer and clearer, and Boluogo guessed that the abnormality happening now was what Olivia called death.

In an instant, a roaring explosion sounded, and the entire venue shook.

The annoyance in Boluogo's heart has eased a lot. It must have been Palmer who detonated the bomb. Although he is still out of contact, his partner is still quite reliable at such a fatal moment.

The signal generator was sealed into the wall by Boluogo early on. It was unclear where this strange feeling came from, but the venue was already in chaos. He only needed to cooperate with Palmer to completely destroy the place.

The explosion set off smoke and dust, which rushed through the corridor and extended into the venue.

Dense iron armor formed under his clothes, and Bologo was ready for battle. He looked expectantly into the smoke, waiting for Palmer to make his debut.

However, the expected rampant laughter of the robbers was no longer replaced by a clearer sense of madness and a strong sense of blood.

After the smoke cleared, the knights appeared in front of the corridor wearing iron armor. They remained silent and sealed all the exits of the venue.

The sound of tearing flesh and blood was heard, and Boluogo followed the sound, only to find that the host had turned into a headless corpse. The head rolled down from the high platform and landed at the man's feet. He was covered in blood. robe.

"Ah...we're here to pick you up."

Latis paid no attention to the head at his feet and looked at the heart sealed in quartz with a feverish expression.

After the enthusiasm, he looked at everyone in the venue indifferently and ordered coldly.

"Dedicate them to Mother."

The silent knights jumped up one after another, swung their heavy swords and jumped forward.

By the way, this book is finally a masterpiece. There are activities in the comment area. After a few days of adjustments, a few more chapters have been saved. Updates will be added at the end of the month (probably)