Endless Debt

Boluogo felt that something was wrong with the situation. At least when the explosion sounded, the original plan was completely disrupted and turned into the beginning of this madness.

The explosion was not caused by Palmer, but by the Orangutan Sect. The most terrible thing was that the way they appeared was somewhat different from what Boluogo imagined.

In the original plan, Boluogo thought that the Orangutan Sect would fight for the Immortal Heart and fight with the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. However, the reality is that the Orangutan Sect was not in the venue from the beginning, and the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce's defense was blocked. The cultists easily disintegrated until the venue was completely surrounded.

Boluogo cursed the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. These merchants sell such expensive things, but they never thought of strengthening security?

But...it seems that they can't be entirely blamed. The Orangutan Sect is an unwelcome guest. They didn't have an invitation, but they still found this place.

Boluogo looked at the heart on the high platform. It seemed to be aware of the arrival of the believers. It revived, and its flesh and blood swelled and twisted. Countless cracks burst out in the sealed quartz, and blood overflowed along the cracks. Oozing beyond quartz.

This is how they found the location of the venue, and the Immortal Heart has been calling them to come from the beginning.

"That's not what's written in the document!"

Boluogo cursed loudly, jumped away from his position, and then the sharp sword smashed his position into pieces. The silent knight raised the blade again, and the darkness under the helmet stared at Boluogo.

"Is this what the best of the best have to face?"

Boluogo stood firm, his indifferent expression gradually replaced by anger.

Jeffrey often told himself that when performing field missions, he had to adapt to changes in the situation, but wasn't his statement of adapting to changes too general?

The Orangutan Sect followed the Immortal Heart and found the meeting place step by step. The merchants were defeated and their partners were missing from the beginning. Now, before reinforcements arrive, everything depends on Boluogo himself.

Oh, by the way, there is also a fatal power bearer in the venue, staring covetously at the Immortal Heart.

Fortunately, this time Boluogo was not alone.

"Aimu, have you ever considered changing your job?"

An unlucky man on the side was split in half by another knight's knife, and the body rolled down the stairs. But in this scene, which was like a scene from a horror movie, Boluogo asked calmly.

"Huh? Huh?"

Aimu was so shocked by this sudden scene that he was speechless.

What she experienced today was like a minor who was still learning to read and was suddenly thrown into a trench, with the world being refreshed at the speed of seconds.

"For example, come to the field department? We are in short supply of staff right now, and our treatment is great."

Boluogo took out the ram's horn vibrator and started gesticulating directly with the knight. The metals collided with each other and the roar continued.

"Don't you think about it? I think you have extraordinary potential, and now is a good time to start cultivating it."

Boluogo ducked sideways to avoid the slash. His speed was much faster than that of the knight, and the horn hammer struck hard from the side of his helmet.

Like a human resources manager, he told Aimu about the beauty of work when he came to apply for a job, but his hands were unkind. He hit hard with a hammer, and the head under the helmet was shattered into bloody blood. A large smear of blood was mixed with pieces of flesh. gush out.

"Huh? I...I will consider it!"

Aimu stuttered.

Her current state is a bit bad. The terrifying appearance and this weird freak show are constantly affecting Aimu's mind. Even the alchemy doll has given rise to a strong emotion of fear.

But now she is not very afraid. It is not that Aimu has restrained her emotions, but that another emotion is affecting her.

Borogo Lazarus.

It was Boluogo who was influencing her. When this guy took out his horn hammer and blasted the enemy's head, he had no fear at all. Instead, he felt an almost perverted joy. This joy directly cleared Aimu's heart. of fear.

She was also excited now. Aimu knew very well that excitement was unreasonable in this hellish situation, but she couldn't control it.

"Okay! Then I'll get you an application form when I get back. I don't know if there will be any commission."

After the hammer exploded his head, the knight fell down. It seemed that he was dead, but Boluogo's movements did not stop. He lowered his body hard, and another long sword passed by his hair, and another one passed by. The knight arrived behind him.

The metal collided with each other and burst into dazzling sparks. The blood was waved and turned into scarlet wings.

Boluogo got close to the knight, leaving him no room to swing his sword. In the next second, dense iron thorns erupted from Boluogo's arms, like savagely growing steel thorns.

The snake scale liquid proliferated and solidified. Bologg originally thought that this move could penetrate the knight's armor, but after the sparks of friction passed, there were only many shallow scratches on the armor. It was more serious than Bologe expected. hard.

Boluogo immediately changed his tactics. The iron thorns became soft and turned into a swarm of snakes that tightly entangled the knight's sword hand.

Turning around and waving his hand, the silver snake crawled out of Bologo's cuffs, solidified into a slender blade in his hand, and chopped off the knight's head along the gaps in the armor, killing another person.

Warm blood was sprinkled on the mask and penetrated into the leather. Boluogo could smell the strong blood, stimulating his nerves like a stimulant.

This mission was much worse than Boluogo imagined. The main reason was that the situation at the scene changed too quickly. In addition to the orangutan sect that suddenly launched the attack, there was also a lady from the Night Clan.

While complaining, Boluogo felt that this was not bad. After all, experts were born to deal with complex tasks.

Boluogo enjoys this slightly difficult situation. A game that is too easy to pass will make him feel less accomplished.

With the activation of the secret energy, the intensity of the melee continues to increase, with corpses and blood constantly rising.

This was also the first time that Boluogo encountered a large-scale melee by the Sublime People. All kinds of strange secret powers were dazzling. In addition to the first-stage Sublime People, there were also some Prayerers.

Boluogo guessed that there should be people with power hiding among them. Unlike the Condensers and Prayerers, people with power have enough ability to hide themselves and be independent from the melee. And the purpose of these hidden guys is very clear. .

Latis walked slowly onto the high platform. He didn't pay attention to the melee around him at all. All he could see was the heart sealed in quartz.

Boluogo took a deep breath and thought about the next countermeasures. He would not allow anyone to get the Immortal Heart and drag the chaos until the Order Bureau arrived.

Just as Bologo was thinking about what to do next, the knights who were supposed to be dead moved again.

The beheaded person picked up his head and placed it back on the broken section of his neck. After the flesh and blood healed, they were connected together again.

However, after his resurrection this time, he could clearly see a bloated mass of flesh growing out of his neck, almost bursting open his helmet.

This situation is happening constantly. Some knights' armor has been broken, losing the restraint of the armor, and their flesh and blood proliferates wildly. They grow wildly from the damaged parts, and finally hang on the armor like sarcoma.

Immortal?

Boluogo shook his head. This obviously had nothing to do with the undead, but more like some kind of power within the Orangutan Sect.

The resurrected knight swung the sword again. This time, Borogo didn't hold back. The snakes formed a buckler, blocking the sword's slashing. He swung it hard, and after deflecting the sword, the knight's chest was not covered at all. The horn hammer struck down mercilessly.

Once, twice, three times.

The roar continued until Bologo completely smashed the knight's breastplate.

A disgusting stench rose, and under the breastplate was a mass of flesh and blood that was still squirming and entangled. It did not die from Boluogo's heavy blow, but had strong vitality.

Only then did Boluogo vaguely understand that the armor was not protecting the flesh and blood, but restraining the flesh and blood. Without the restrictions of the armor, the flesh and blood would grow unbridled.

The knight was still trying to stand up again, but at this time, the flesh and blood on his chest had grown into a huge flesh bag, hanging heavily on his chest. After taking a few steps, it could not maintain balance at all and fell directly, but the flesh and blood The growth has not stopped.

Flesh and blood are like plants rooted in the earth, spreading a sticky carpet of flesh and blood on the cold stone steps.

Boluogo looked elsewhere. Others also encountered the same situation. There were also a few unlucky ghosts caught by flesh and blood. The flesh and blood looked very much like the flesh and blood spawns he had seen before, and they tore open huge, covered with flesh and blood. The fangs in the mouth wantonly bit the flesh and blood of the unlucky man.

Different from the stable flesh and blood spawn, these flesh and blood are extremely aggressive, as if they are never satisfied, devouring everything that is edible around them.

Some people are tired of dealing with the attacks of knights and flesh and blood, some people are running away in panic, looking for a way to leave, and some people are still standing in the venue, staring at the Immortal Heart with complicated eyes.

"These businessmen really know how to choose a place."

Boluogo muttered in a low voice, now this place has really become a Colosseum.

Life and death, blood and bones. Everyone was chopping happily here, as intimately as if they had a deep hatred for each other.

Boluogo lowered his head and took a deep breath. When he raised his head again, his blue eyes brightened, along with the golden halo in them.

Taking out the detonator in his arms, Boluogo pressed the switch without any hesitation to activate the ether.

After a short delay, an earth-shaking explosion sounded. The impact of ether passed through many buildings, and the roaring sound made everyone's hearing go blank.

Soon the storm was upon everyone's ears.

The virtual realm that maintained the venue was severely damaged. The original suppression of the condensers was weakening, and the buildings were also cracked. Blocks of boulders fell from above, grinding flesh and blood into powder.

In a doomsday scene, Boluogo and the frightened Aimu stood in the smoke and dust together.

Borogo ignored the falling boulders, enjoying the artistic creation of his explosive mania.