Endless Debt

According to the regulations of the Bureau of Order, when Bologo, as a condenser, encounters most of the enemies of the same level when performing tasks, in rare cases, believers will be enemies. As for those who bear power, This possibility will be even lower.

Obviously, today's mission does not comply with these regulations. Not to mention the prayers, there are even several people with authority.

Experts can handle difficult things, but it does not mean that experts can handle things beyond their own capabilities. In this case, what they need is not an expert, but a savior.

Is Borogo the savior? Even though he thinks he is a savior, unfortunately, he does not have the ability to be a savior for the time being.

The two figures ran one after another in the deep corridor. Boluogo really felt like robbing a bank now. He held an immortal heart in his arms, and the crazy meaning was in his arms. brewing in.

There is a layer of storage containers between Boluogo and it, but Boluogo can still clearly feel that the Immortal Heart is constantly calling out to the corrupt roots and shoots around it, as if it has a certain consciousness.

The road behind him collapsed and collapsed, and countless scarlet buds were seeping out from the surrounding walls. At first, Palmer could still let out bursts of screams, but now, he no longer had the strength to make any noise, so he could only Bulkhead and Boluogo fled together.

It came very quickly because Boluogo could feel the fluctuations of the Immortal Heart, but it was different now. The Immortal Heart was in his hand, and the maze was complicated, and the two of them didn't know whether these roads would lead to it. Wherever you go, you can only move forward regardless of your own safety.

"Is that the teacher?"

Aimu's voice sounded in her mind, and the violent ether fluctuations behind her were clearly visible to her.

"It should be...but I can't say for sure," Boluogo replied. "Maybe after taking off the mask, he will be another person."

This situation is quite bad. TEDA's ugly appearance is unreservedly presented in front of Aimu. I don't know how he will feel when he knows that Aimu is also there.

Maybe Teda wouldn't be in any mood. He already regarded Amu as a tool and a substitute, so why should he care about her thoughts?

What about Aimu?

Boluogo did not continue to guess, nor did he say anything.

"Why? We all know that he is the person under the mask." There was no emotion in Aimu's voice.

“Sometimes underneath the mask, there may still be a mask.”

Bologg thought of the performer who died in his hands, and Bologg still remembers this truth.

Everyone wears a different mask, but underneath the mask, there is still a mask.

"Expert, are you sure you don't have any ideas?" Palmer quickened his pace and walked side by side with Boluogo. "I can't run anymore, and the ether is running out. Sooner or later, I will be chased by him. It’s on!”

Palmer felt like he was running a marathon, or a death marathon.

The roar behind him continued, and from time to time, he could see the mask of the delusional man in the deep darkness. At this moment, the pale tone was no longer bleak, but instead it was covered with blood from the branches.

"What about threatening him with Alice's Philosopher's Stone?" Bologo thought of such a bad idea.

"Ha, this is not good!"

Palmer's only noble spirit burst out again, making it difficult to make such a choice.

"Do you still remember our position?" Boluogo said, "We are the villain! Is there anything wrong with a villain doing this kind of thing?"

"Don't get involved with me! You've always been the villain, okay?" Palmer's voice changed, "But this idea is really great! Let her go quickly!"

Boluogo glanced at Palmer with a complicated expression. He shouldn't expect anything from him.

"Aimu, now the life and death of both of us depends on you," Boluogo thought for a while and then added, "To be precise, Palmer's life and death is in your hands."

He is an immortal, and at most he can be beaten until he is unconscious. The most important thing is that he cannot lose his immortal heart.

"good……"

Aimu didn't know what Boluogo was going to do, but from the conversation between Boluogo and Palmer just now, she could tell that this was definitely not a good thing.

When Boluogo opened his mouth and was about to tell Aimu about their despicable tactics, the entire corridor was trembling violently. The frightening tremors continued. The diffuse dust completely obscured his sight, and then there was a scarlet sound. The flesh and blood is revealed behind the cracked wall.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Boluoge keenly felt the crazy agitation bursting out of his arms.

The Immortal Heart is restless, as if it has self-awareness, calling for the arrival of the roots of corruption. The scarlet tentacles rush wildly. Bologo almost gets hit by it after dodging a few times, while the delusional man behind him is exerting all his strength. The swinging sword crushed the flesh into pieces.

"That heart!"

Palmer yelled from the side, and the agitation was so violent that even Palmer, the debtor, could feel it.

Boluogo felt a stinging pain on his palm, and scarlet thorns were gnawing at his palm. Only then did he notice that after successive battles, some cracks had appeared in the shell of the container, and the scarlet flesh struggled to escape from it. It seeped out from the cracks, and while escaping from the restraints, it did not forget to widen the cracks.

"It's so bad..."

Faced with this situation, Boluogo couldn't help but sigh.

In Boluogo's short career, this should be the most difficult situation he has encountered. Behind him is the pursuer of the delusional man, and outside is the crazy monster of the rotten root and shoot, and he is holding an unknown creature in his hand. A bomb that will completely detonate...

No one knows to what extent the rotten roots have grown. Under its squeeze, the road ahead is collapsing one by one. Bologg was almost knocked down by gravel several times, and he didn't have time. Judging the route, we can only head towards the dark end.

Stress, injury, consumption of ether...

All of this slowed down Borogo until he was overtaken by the Delusion.

The mutation broke out again, and an abyss-like mouth opened up the corridor, replacing the road and standing in front of the route.

"What to do!" shouted Palmer.

If you continue to move forward, you will crash into the monster's mouth, but if you stop, you will be caught by the delusional man. There is no other way.

"Take a deep breath! Hold your breath!"

Boluogo quickly stepped forward and ran in front of Palmer. The snake scales and silver were all over his body, shaping into heavy iron armor.

"And...don't look, Aimu."

Boluogo said with rare concern, and then the snakes condensed into a silver-white lance in Boluogo's hands.

"Don't block the road!"

As Boluogo roared, the silver-white lance plunged into the monster's mouth, including Boluogo's entire body.

The expected penetration of flesh and blood did not happen. The monster's body was much larger than it was exposed. Boluogo felt like he had crashed into a mountain of flesh.

He did not stop, but driven by the ether amplification, he released stronger power, penetrating flesh and blood, breaking bones. The monster let out bursts of whimpering wails, while Boluogo laughed and ran rampant in its body. .

Bologg opened the way in front, and Palmer followed closely behind him. He had to follow closely. While Bologg destroyed the flesh and blood, the flesh and blood also regenerated, twisting into countless tentacles on both sides. People attack.

Extremely dangerous, but also full of life.

While the flesh-and-blood monster was blocking the two of them, it was also blocking the delusional man. More importantly, the monster's body spanned the entire underground. The two might be able to carve a way to another area from its body.

The only bad thing about it is that the feeling of walking through flesh and blood is too much like walking in hell.

Aimu didn't listen to Boluogo's words. She didn't look away, but always watched what was happening in front of her.

In the monster's dark body, the glow of the alchemical matrix illuminated a corner. In the chaotic darkness, the scarlet flesh squirmed rapidly. The sticky surface was covered with bloodshot eyes and dark blood vessels. The silver-white lance penetrated them all. , and then spurted out a large amount of blood.

It feels like being in a deep sea of ​​flesh and blood, with pale skeletal corals and branches rising like seaweed... They are a group of poor people drowning in the sea of ​​hell, trying their best to escape.

Finally, the lance penetrated the last layer of flesh and blood, and the suffocating fishy smell weakened a lot.

The heavy flesh and blood had wrapped Boluogo into a bloody man, and his vision was blocked by the mask. He could not see the road ahead clearly, so he could only charge forward by relying on the feeling from the lance.

Now that the resistance on the lance disappeared, and then the whole person flew into the air and fell, Boluogo actually penetrated the monster's body and was killed out of it.

The whole person fell hard to the ground. After a short pause, the armor bounced off, and the flesh and blood covering the armor was also torn apart.

In the steaming heat, Boluogo struggled to climb out of his stripped armor. Before he could stand up, he leaned on the ground and retched.

Another sound of retching was heard, it was Palmer. This guy looked terrible. At least Boluogo was protected by iron armor, but he was completely in close contact with flesh and blood.

Now Palmer's body was covered with a thick layer of sticky flesh. After retching a few times, he stretched out his hands and tore off the sticky flesh.

Palmer let out a scream. While the flesh and blood stuck to his body, he was gnawing at his own flesh and blood. Now he tore off the flesh and blood of the rotten roots and shoots, just like tearing off a layer of his own skin. The entire skin surface was bloody. .

But Palmer had to do this. If he continued to let the flesh and blood grow, his body would be eaten clean.

After Boluogo recovered, he walked over. The sound of tearing was accompanied by mournful screams. It took a lot of effort to clean off the flesh and blood on Palmer's body. At this moment, Palmer also passed out from the severe pain.

After confirming that his partner would not die for the time being, Boluogo turned his head and observed the surrounding environment. Above his head was a healing flesh and blood creation, from which he fell out.

As for the delusional man, Boluogo didn't notice his etheric reaction for the time being. He guessed that he should have gotten rid of the delusional man.

Then……

Looking down at his hand, he saw that the storage container was already covered with a layer of flesh and blood. The surface of the flesh and blood began to harden, like some kind of hard armor. Under the raised shell, a faint heartbeat could be heard.

Boluogo took a deep breath and reassured himself that the situation could not be worse than this, when bursts of footsteps came from the front.