Endless Debt

When he heard the name of the visitor, something was obviously wrong with Palmer's expression. He didn't expect such a mysterious fourth group to suddenly appear in front of him. Boluogo's reaction was dull, and the remaining memories in his mind told him, He was rescued by the guys from the fourth group.

That continuous stream of pitch-black crossbow arrows that caused thunderstorms.

With Boluogo's understanding of the Bureau of Order, he woke up from his coma. The next essential thing was to interrogate and retell everything he had experienced.

After experiencing everything that was dangerous, even if no one explained it all to Bologe, Bologe deeply felt the horror of the abandoned place and the secret that the desperate outpost had always guarded.

The city submerged in ashes, and the disaster hidden under the ashes and fireworks.

"Palmer, go out and give us some private space." Boluogo said to Palmer.

Palmer looked at Boluogo in confusion, and then at Evan. He said nothing. He awkwardly turned the wheelchair with one hand, slowly moved himself out of the ward, and closed the door.

Evan moved a chair, sat opposite Boluogo, took out a document report, and started reading it by himself.

After looking at the document and then at Boluogo, Evan said, "Then I won't talk nonsense. May I ask, what did you see in the abandoned land?"

"The Abandoned Land? That's what you call that place."

Boluogo didn't think this was Evan's mistake, it was more like he was telling himself the name there on purpose.

Evan did not answer Boluogo's question, but looked at Boluogo calmly, his eyes intertwined. He was not afraid of Boluogo's bad eyes, and Boluogo did not intend to tangle with him anymore.

"I didn't know where I fell, but when I woke up it was normal, just dark rocks."

"Then you started moving closer inside?"

Evan took notes, "The Abandoned Land is very complex, like a huge maze. It stands to reason that people who fall to the edge will have a hard time finding the way to the core area ahead."

He suddenly stopped recording and said doubtfully, "Umbilical cord? The umbilical cord between you and the devil guides you, like a light shining in the dark, allowing you to find the core area."

"I guess so……"

Boluogo was not sure about this. When he was in the peripheral area, he did not feel anything. But as if driven by fate, Boluogo inadvertently approached the core area, and the feeling of the umbilical cord became clearer and even... The buried sacred city was found.

Like two travelers walking in the dark with a lamp, when Bologo saw the evil clearly, the evil also looked at him.

"Even as a debtor, you are the kind of person who is deeply connected to the devil."

Evan analyzed that it would be difficult for any one person to reach the sacred city in the abandoned land, and would only get lost in the huge labyrinth of cracks and ashes filling the sky.

But Boluogo is different. He has a pass called the umbilical cord, and all the evil spirits will wave to him until he also becomes a member of the evil spirits.

"Then we encountered the Foehn wind...what is this?"

Boluogo had already made some guesses about the various defense mechanisms in the Abandoned Land, but he wanted to get confirmation from Evan.

"You have also seen the evil breath. That thing is huge. The dormant breath drives the burning fireworks, which will form the deadly foehn wind."

Evan made no secret of this, "The same is true for the ashes you see. Fireworks continue to burn the evil, making its resurrection and death equal. Over the long years, the ashes filled the abandoned place bit by bit. .”

"By the way, those things that are thrown into the Great Rift will also meet this end. They will be eaten by the evil, then turn into its flesh and blood, and then be burned to ashes."

Boluogo nodded. He still didn't understand something, but now he at least knew where the things that fell into the great rift had gone.

"It sounds like you built the evil into a...garbage recycling station? The kind that also disposes it harmlessly." Boluogo laughed.

Evan reacted for a while before he understood what Boluogo was talking about. He pushed up his glasses and couldn't help but have a slight smile on his face.

"This is the first time I've heard someone describe the monster as such."

After explaining this, Evan motioned for Boluogo to continue.

Boluogo thought for a moment, digesting the information he learned from Evan, "Then just as you said, I kept approaching the source of the foehn based on the induction of the umbilical cord, and thus discovered the city... …”

"Well...can you tell me about the information you obtained from the Abandoned Land from your perspective?" Evan suddenly made an inexplicable request, "In your eyes, what do you think of the Abandoned Land?" How did all this come about?"

Boluogo did not refuse, he expressed his guess.

"The fall of the Holy City was not as simple as the official record. There must have been something that was deliberately buried. For example, was King Solomon a... crowned person?"

When these were mentioned, Boluogo carefully observed Evan's reaction. Unfortunately, Evan maintained his previous composure and did not reveal any flaws.

"You must have heard such rumors, right?" Boluogo's posture also relaxed, and he raised his hand to gesture in the air, "A ray of light."

"I've heard that, do you think this has something to do with King Solomon and the power of his crowned one?" Evan asked following Boluogo's words.

"King Solomon released that light, which penetrated the earth, and the sacred city fell into the abyss, and the Great Rift was born."

Boluogo continued to tell the story according to his conjecture.

"After the Great Rift was formed, you suppressed the evil here and set up layers of blockades, such as the damn etheric vacuum below."

"Quiet Line of Defense."

Evan corrected, as if he knew Boluogo's thoughts, he further explained.

"You have also seen the power of that evil. It has been protected and blessed by the Scarlet Matron, and it has become a truly immortal existence. In order to limit its regeneration, we peeled off its heart and Fireworks are thrown at it, but they are not enough to completely bind it."

"So you set up a large-scale etheric vacuum environment in the abandoned land, which is the Silent Defense Line."

"Well, that's the case," Evan nodded in recognition of Boluogo's words, and his eyes fell on Boluogo, "The resurrection of evil is like... you."

"Resurrection requires the support of ether, so you cut off ether."

Boluogo suddenly thought of it, and he couldn't help but ask, "Can the Silent Defense Line be understood as a... virtual realm that encompasses a huge abandoned land?"

"Interesting conjecture."

Evan smiled, but instead of answering the question directly, he said, "Please continue."

Boluogo knew very well that Evan's lack of answer meant that this was information that he could not touch. The two of them maintained a tacit understanding, and Boluogo did not ask more questions.

"The Wandering Fork Road is also a part of the defense line, right? I don't know exactly what role the tyrant plays, but if you think about it carefully, if the entire Great Rift is regarded as a bottle, then the Wandering Fork Road is like a bottle cap, connecting all the Things are sealed underneath.

A bottle cap made of...the devil sounds a bit bad, but if the tyrant is also bound by a blood pact, the cunning devil will also become reliable. "

Boluogo spread his own thoughts.

"It is also possible that the tyrant's power is usually hidden. Only under certain necessary circumstances, he will assume part of the responsibilities of the defense line. This stems from the initial deal between the Bureau of Order and the tyrant."

"Well, that's a pretty good guess, is that all?" Evan then asked.

"That's all," Bologna replied. "Don't you want to answer something?"

"Answer what?"

"Is my guess correct?"

This time it was Evan who started thinking. He thought carefully about Boluogo's answer, and then said, "Absolutely everything is correct."

"Generally?"

Boluogo laughed. He knew very well how general "generally" was. A slight deviation in details would make the story completely different. This was a trick played by Evan on himself.

Regrettably, Evan had no idea of ​​further explanation, but comforted Boluogo.

"I know you have a lot to ask, but I'm sorry, you know the regulations."

Boluogo nodded silently. The strict regulations tightly bound the Order Bureau. He was able to learn so much, which was considered an exception.

"Looking forward to our future cooperation, Mr. Lazarus."

Evan said and briefly shook hands with Boluogo and left the ward without stopping.

After leaving the ward, the soft expression on Evan's face was no longer and turned cold. He connected to the whistle, and Holt's voice rang in his mind.

"How much does he know?"

"He basically knew everything except what was in the holy city... He even guessed that King Solomon touched the crown."

Evan took a deep breath. He still remembered the first time he knew these things. At that time, he was terrified that this kind of monster that only existed in theory was actually born. Then he was glad that he was dead.

Whether King Solomon was crowned or not, he was buried in the fall of the Holy City sixty-six years ago.

"Lebius mentioned it to me. He said these secrets cannot be hidden from experts." Holt was a little worried.

"But these experts often have a fatal weakness," Evan laughed. "They are too confident. Once they form an understanding of a thing, they feel that they are right."

"What's wrong?"

"He thought that the layers of defense we set up were just to seal away evil."

Evan took a long breath, recalling the eternal fireworks and the curse from King Solomon in his mind.

"Boluogo doesn't know that the evil is just a part of sealing the light."