Endless Debt

The third time back.

In the second time review, Boluogo had determined the approximate location of Aimu. In this third time review, he saved more time in finding the way. After leaving the order bureau, he got in the car and directly He galloped towards the great rift.

Under Bologo's speed, the tires scraped against the ground and made a screeching sound. The residents were woken up one after another. Some even opened their windows and yelled at Bologo. However, before the curse words could be uttered, they were violently beaten The sound of the whistle was stuffed back into his throat.

"Make way! Make way!"

Bologg slammed the horn on the steering wheel. He could already see the fog in the great rift was thickening, but Bologg had no intention of slowing down.

He kicked the car door open. He thought it was too much in the way. A flash of green light made the car door, which was swinging crazily in the wind, fall off. The strong wind poured into the car. The cold chill made Boluogo feel a lot more energetic. .

Stepping on the accelerator and holding the steering wheel with one hand, Boluogo tried his best to turn sideways, then leaned out half of his body and reached out to touch the ground.

Driving at high speed, the ground was like a piece of rapidly rotating sandpaper to Boluogo. His fingers were worn out at the moment of contact, but then cyan light tracks quickly covered the surrounding ground.

The vehicle moved too fast, and Boluogo's recruitment speed could not catch up with his own movement for a while. However, as the aether increased infusion, Boluogo concentrated on catching up little by little.

The earth heaves.

An upward slope rose from the ground, continuously lifting the car.

"I've wanted to try this for a long time!"

Boluogo cheered excitedly. He had always wanted to try out Palmer's motorcycle before, but Palmer sternly refused, saying that his fancy operation would definitely cause the car to crash and people to die.

For Bologo, the crash was not a problem, but the problem was that the motorcycle belonged to Palmer.

This guy was holding the front wheel while shouting "Lycra, Lecra"...

The raised slope broke, and the car sprinted up, jumping high like a platform, directly hitting the layers of fog, crushing them into pieces.

Workers who got up early were wandering around the outer edge of the big chasm, preparing to go to the mine. A few of them were chatting and laughing. Suddenly, the sky turned black. They raised their heads and saw a roaring steel beast passing over their heads and smashing into them. Into the great rift...

Several people thought they had seen it wrong and rubbed their eyes. Although the car disappeared, the roar of the engine still echoed in their ears.

And Bologger's damn cheers.

"This..." The worker was stunned.

"What's this?" The other person looked calm.

"This is Opos, and everyone is under a lot of pressure."

Another person affirmed.

"Yeah yeah."

Others agreed.

His vision changed rapidly, and through the layers of fog, Boluogo felt like he was spreading his wings and flying, and he felt like a cannonball being discharged. But if he continued to gallop like this, he would crash into an abandoned land.

Boluogo has thought about returning to the abandoned land. King Solomon's sacred city still has many secrets waiting for him to explore, but now is not a good time to explore. He has another thing to do.

The crazy pressure came from the depths of the fog sea. Boluogo guessed that it should be the expanding Immortal Heart. Is it true that TEDA still can't control the Immortal Heart? It actually allowed this damn thing to grow out of control.

But that's not Boluogo's goal. Boluogo's goal is Aimu.

I glanced at the pointer, and as I saw when I went back in time for the second time, Aimu was not in that flesh and blood area. She and Teda were separated. This was good news. She no longer had to face the person in power.

"Aimu, don't you want to help TEDA realize his wish? Why are they separated again?"

Burlogo was sure that something else must have happened while he was repeatedly retracing his thoughts, which turned things around.

By finding Aimu, Boluogo will know all the answers. As long as he finds her...

Throwing out the hook, Bologo jumped out of the car and let it collapse an air corridor, explode into a burning fireball, and fall into the depths of the foggy sea.

Strong etheric reactions came from the direction of the crazy growth of flesh and blood. It seemed that someone was fighting fiercely there. If the Bureau of Order were not stupid, the abnormality here should have attracted their attention.

But time is constantly going back. Even if the Order Bureau notices, everything may be reset to the starting point before the action team is mobilized.

Do you have to handle this matter yourself?

After Boluogo had a headache, he decided to follow the original plan and do one thing at a time, finding Aimu first.

Landing on the corridor of the cliff, Boluoge ran wildly following the pointer, but after running a few steps, the surrounding mountains began to shake.

The roaring vibrations continued, like an earthquake, and the large cracks were also shaking. Bologg looked in the direction of the Immortal Heart, and could only vaguely see huge scarlet tentacles behind layers of fog. They were like A huge python was raging behind the mist, as if it were a terrifying monster growing out of the cliff.

"Oh my god..."

Boluogo shook his head in shock. He really couldn't control it now, so he should give the fourth group a headache.

Today is really a bad day. It has been chaotic since the moment I got up. First, the time went back, and then the flesh and blood lost control... If this damn thing falls, will it wake up the evil?

Too many things happened at the same time, and Boluogo was just a fish in the wave of time, unable to struggle.

The scarlet tentacles twitched, and the buildings on the cliff began to collapse under its fierce impact. Tons of rocks fell down, destroying the buildings along the way below.

There were a few unlucky figures among them. They screamed and were buried under the rubble. Then the dust flew up and intertwined with the thick fog, turning into a hazy veil, covering all the eyes trying to pry.

It was as if the doomsday scene was perfectly carved into the gray TV, with two crazy figures laughing on the sofa.

"I like disaster movies. In that irresistible disaster, human values ​​will be further squeezed!" The tyrant clapped his hands excitedly, "Under the heavy pressure, the despicable have nowhere to hide, and the noble shine brightly!"

Sai Zong drank wine, "I also like disaster movies, but I like the scene where corpses are everywhere more."

The tyrant said disdainfully, "You are so vulgar. You only like this rough appearance. Am I the only one who cares about the spirit of people under this disaster?"

Sai Zong sneered, "Don't you care about your country? They are about to tear down all the wandering roads."

In the TV screen, the two warring parties constantly affected the surrounding things, like a rising storm, destroying everything it touched.

"The most indispensable thing in this world is the desperate people, the people who are driven by desires, the people who cannot be satisfied... They are as numerous as the sea of ​​sand. As long as there are such people in the world, they will rise again no matter how many times they are destroyed. ."、

Just as he didn't care about the life and death of the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, the tyrant didn't care about Wandering Cross Road. He even admired it.

"If destroying Wandering Cross Road once can bring about such a grand performance, I am willing to let this place be destroyed countless times."

The tyrant spoke morbidly, and then he glanced at Sai Zong beside him. The guy showed no reaction, which made the tyrant feel a little disappointed.

"How about some reaction? It looks like I'm entertaining myself."

"Reaction?" Sai Zong laughed hoarsely, "Didn't you notice that I was trying to restrain myself?"

Upon closer inspection, you can see that Sai Zong's hands were shaking, and suppressed breathing came from his throat. He was trembling with excitement, and felt unprecedented pleasure from the death of flesh and blood and the destruction of life.

Focusing on the life of another character has made Sai Zong good at suppressing his own true feelings. If it were not for the achievements of these hundreds of years, he might have joined this carnival and killed every life he saw. .

No... this is not enough, not enough to vent your desires.

Sai Zong may go deep into this abandoned land to awaken the abominable evil. That monster may be able to satisfy his desires, but what about after killing that monster? Who can satisfy his own emptiness?

He thought, and the corner of his eyes fell on the tyrant. The tyrant knew exactly what he was thinking, and he refused, "You know, I am a businessman, and I prefer reciprocal transactions to violence. "

There was a sharp sound in Sai Zong's throat, like metal scraping against each other. He seemed to be laughing or chewing steel.

It took a few minutes for Sai Zong to calm down again. He drank heavily to maintain his little sanity.

"He should be watching all this, right?" Sai Zong said.

"Of course, that guy will never let go of any interesting stories," the tyrant nodded, "Do you want to invite him?"

"I do not like him."

Sai Zong looked at the TV and said soon after, "What a pity, I thought the Immortal Heart was really out of control."

The scarlet flesh dances wildly. This terrifying formation may be able to deceive others, but it cannot deceive Sai Zong.

"I have a deal with the Bureau of Order. The evil in the Abandoned Land cannot wake up yet." The tyrant smiled.

Sai Zong knew that the tyrant was reminding himself with these words, but he only thought about awakening evil.

After all, no matter who it is, they don’t want to see that light again.

At the end of the ground, in a hotel filled with daylight, a man sat in the auditorium, with his feet raised on the seat in front of him, holding popcorn in one hand and a drink in the other, looking at the people on the screen. Man, keep cheering.

"The Immovable One! Come on Lebius!"

He watched as Lebius put on the Immovable One and joined in the time regression.

It is obviously such a terrible extraordinary disaster, but for these crazy beings, it is a rare carnival. The devils place bets on mortals and watch their foolish attempts to defy fate.