Endless Debt

The bright light rises and overflows, like the Kingdom of God on earth, and a sense of holiness fills every part of the cold steel.

Secret Power·Touch of Revelation.

This secret power belongs to the Secret Enlightenment School, which allows Bailey to cross the boundary between reality and reality, directly touch the alchemical matrix, interfere with it on a microscopic level, and accurately control the qualitative change of metals and the adjustment of the alchemical matrix.

Unfortunately, unlike Amuna's Harmony Body, which can be used for both research and amplified combat, Bailey's secret power is very limited and can only be used for research.

She also tried to use her secret power to kill the enemy, but with the mutual exclusion of moment soul criticality and ether, it was difficult for Bailey's secret power to break through the constraints of the two and directly cause damage to the enemy.

This also made Baili completely give up the idea of ​​becoming an alchemy sword master, and instead continued her research honestly.

"I'm so tired..."

Bailey gasped, her hands hanging down on both sides of her body. The scalpel she held in her hands dissipated into golden smoke as the secret energy was released.

For every alchemist, hosting a ceremony is not an easy task. It requires not only professional knowledge, but also a high degree of mental concentration, and under this, precise control of the fusion of these alchemical materials and ether, and finally with Bologo's body, mind, and spirit overlapped.

This made Bailey miss her teacher a little. If TEDA was here, she would just be an assistant.

"Okay, let's check his status data."

Bailey shouted to the assistant on the side. Several electrode patches were attached to Boluogo's chest. The cables extended to the equipment on both sides. As time went by, the values ​​​​beat steadily.

Now the most difficult part is over, just wait for Boluo Ge's transformation to be completed.

But what Baili didn't expect was that the ceremony went surprisingly smoothly.

After wiping the sweat from her forehead, Bailey looked at Boluogo who was lying on the operating table in confusion.

Everything related to the debtor is not that simple, let alone Boluogo, the guy who inherited the power of the overlord. With the suitcase that went out of control last time, this time before the ceremony started, Bailey was fully prepared. At present, it seems Come on, it seems that these preparations are no longer needed.

Bologg closed his eyes tightly, and the pain that swept through his body, mind, and soul was no longer. At this moment, Bologg's face was unexpectedly calm, as if he was falling into sleep.

Is this guy asleep?

Bailey looked at Bologg with all kinds of curiosity in her heart, but she also understood the importance of the ceremony and just stayed by the operating table, waiting for Bologg to wake up.

High-concentration ether shrouded the surroundings, and from time to time golden water droplets precipitated out of thin air, like drizzles of rain. They fell on Boluogo's body, and were absorbed in the blink of an eye, filling the dry alchemical matrix.

Upon closer inspection, one can find that Bologo's body is actually slightly transparent, as if the light has been distorted. The flesh and blood body is no longer flesh and blood, but instead some kind of embodied energy.

This is the etherification of the body brought about by the trial of salt. The mortal body gradually sublimates, and the pure ether will make up for the weakness of the mortal body.

The gains brought by the Trial of Sulfur are difficult to observe, but judging from the numerical values ​​on the equipment, Bologo's mental state is very stable, which is a good sign.

As for the gain of the Mercury Trial, it is obvious now. With the blessing of the trial, the red mercury further stabilized Boluogo's soul and expanded this cornerstone. The alchemical matrix covering the soul was also further improved. growth.

The most intuitive feedback is the ether that is constantly being absorbed, and the golden raindrops penetrate into Boluogo's alchemical matrix, filling the gap.

Trinity, stabilized.

"Perfect!"

Bailey secretly gave herself a thumbs up, she was indeed a genius.

All that was left to do next was to wait for Bologg to wake up and walk around the operating table a few times. Bailey suddenly stopped and leaned over to observe Bologg.

Boluogo seemed to have really fallen asleep, and he didn't know what kind of dream he was dreaming about now.

Bailey narrowed her eyes, as if she was thinking of something bad, but just when she was about to execute it, Boluogo moved.

Boluogo's body moved violently, as if he had stepped on the air in his sleep. He frowned and sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was experiencing some kind of nightmare.

"The values ​​are getting out of control!"

Nervous voices came from the side, and the values ​​​​changed dramatically. Boluogo's state fell out of control for an instant.

"what happened?"

Baili was caught off guard by this sudden change. Everything was obviously going well, but Baili was not easily intimidated. Although her rank was not high, she was still the current minister.

She waved her hand, and the ether's glow rose along her arm, and then the pattering raindrops turned into a violent storm.

A large amount of ether was liquefied and then flowed towards Bologo. Bailey then pressed the button next to the operating table, and various alchemical potions were injected into Bologo's body along the previously buried needle.

Different treatment plans are needed for different patients. Bailie doesn't care about Boluogo's life or death, but only cares about the stability of his alchemical matrix. Therefore, the side effects of these alchemical potions are more severe than the last, but the effect is also obvious. In a few breaths, Boluogo's condition returned to stability.

Bailey looked at Boluogo in the nightmare with melancholy, and reached out her hand to gently stroke his cheek.

"What on earth were you dreaming about?"

Boluogo stood in front of the blazing white storm, which seemed to represent the end of the world, the end of all things. The howling wind pulled everything, dragging them into the eye of the dark storm and returning to nothingness.

The smoke-like light dust is also dragged by it, weaving a gorgeous light band, as if it is the aurora that fills the night sky.

Boluogo was obsessed with this beautiful scenery, but he also understood that there were many dangers hidden in this beautiful scenery.

"What exactly are you?"

Boluogo stared at the blazing white storm for a long time, until his pupils were like mirrors, filled with the blazing white storm, and his cyan pupils were completely covered by pitch black.

A pulling feeling emerged from his heart, as if his soul was about to be pulled out of his body. Boluoge stepped forward in an unexpected way, and at the same time, overlapping shadows appeared on his body, as if it was the soul that had escaped from the body.

Boluogo moved forward, as if he were walking on a desolate ice field. Soon he saw many figures, and they were walking towards the storm like himself.

No...something's wrong...

Can't move forward, can't...

Boluogo resisted instinctively, but he could not control his body. He had been captured by the storm and could only move forward mechanically. Like those illusory figures, he would be lost here forever.

damn it!

Boluogo cursed in his heart. He still remembered Bailey's warning, but like a crow's mouth, she had just finished telling him about the so-called loss, and he seemed to be in this situation now.

"So...are you the secret source?"

Boluogo retained a trace of sobriety and looked at the huge storm that seemed to swallow up the world with a ferocious face.

No one responded.

The sound of shattering glass rang out from within his body. Bologg looked at his palms, and a different ghost appeared on his body. If he was right, his soul was about to be dragged out.

The storm swallowed up the blazing white smoke that filled the sky and the earth, and the vision became clearer. There were countless figures around Boluogo. They stood there like ice sculptures, some were roaring, some were crying, and some He curled up into a ball, unwilling to face this reality.

As the soul was gradually pulled out of the body, Boluogo clearly observed that where the ghost image escaped, his body was also constantly precipitating crystals, covering the body bit by bit until he became one of these dead people.

Suddenly there was a distant thunder, and Boluogo turned his head stiffly and looked behind him. He still remembered those towering black shadows and the scarlet eyes.

They were originally dispersed and collapsed by the blazing storm, but now Boluogo saw with his own eyes the majestic figure rising from the ground. It seemed to be looking at him, and then the huge anchor broke through the layers of wind and snow, fiercely Hit him in front.

The chains were straightened, and the rusty anchor was dragged backwards, crushing countless dead people and knocking away the howling wind, like a boat sailing on the ground.

No one told Bologg what to do, but out of instinct, Bologg raised his crystal-covered arm and grabbed the bulge on the anchor as it dragged past him, and then He was dragged and knocked away from the snow dust in the sky, and the broken corpses were hit in the face. He did not let go until he was freed from the attraction of the storm.

Straight forward, crashing into the darkness, returning to the world.

Boluogo stood up suddenly, as if awakened from a nightmare, and sat on the operating table, breathing heavily.

His chest was rising and falling continuously, and cold sweat covered his forehead, as if Boluogo had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and his whole person had a sense of unreality.

After a brief trance, Boluogo touched his body and repeatedly confirmed that he was still alive. After realizing that he was out of that damn space, Boluogo was completely relieved and let out a long sigh.

"What are you looking at?"

Boluogo noticed the gazes around him. The researchers stopped what they were doing and looked at Boluogo in shock. Some of them started dancing excitedly.

Are you shocked that you completed three trials in one go? Are these people so ignorant?

Just when Boluogo was confused, a researcher calmed down and pointed to Boluogo's side. Boluogo turned his head and looked over.

I saw Bailey falling to the ground, covering her head, and huddled up in pain.

"Bologo...you bastard..."

Angry eyes appeared from between his fingers, and bursts of unwilling screams sounded.

The moment Borogo got up, he knocked Bailey over with a vicious headbutt. The action was clean and extremely cruel.

Monthly ticket for the ball, thank you boss, it will take about a month to finish this volume (probably).