Endless Debt

Burlogo's attention was all on driving and communicating with Aimu, and he didn't pay attention to what Palmer did. But judging from the extremely angry looks of Cronin and Gold, Palmer The dirty words must have had a strong mental impact on them.

Before Bologg could deal with the pursuers behind him, the car made a muffled sound, tilted slightly to one side, and its speed also dropped sharply.

"No!"

Burlogo complained loudly and banged the steering wheel angrily.

Bad things happened one after another. Thinking of this, Boluogo turned his head and stared at Palmer, who looked like it had nothing to do with him.

Forget it, Boluogo has long been accustomed to such unfortunate developments.

Just when Boluogo was about to stop the car and make a desperate move, Aimu opened the passenger door and leaned out to observe the car.

"What are you doing?" Boluogo asked in confusion.

Aimu turned his head and looked at Boluogo, and said confidently, "I can repair cars!"

"What!"

"Repair cars! From changing headlights to engine maintenance, I can do it all!"

Boluogo was completely stunned, but thinking of Aimu's fighting skills, he felt that it was normal for Aimu to be able to repair cars.

"How to do it?"

The snakes crawled towards the inside of the car. Thanks to his training in secret energy precision, Bologo could immediately replace the parts as long as the damage was not too serious.

Aimu stretched out his hand, and under the golden light, his arm merged into Boluogo's body, and the perception of the snakes was transmitted back to Aimu's mind.

She felt like she was rushing through the gaps in the machinery, searching for the broken corner in the blazing heat.

Without the need for verbal communication, Boluogo understood what Aimu meant. The snakes solidified and took shape, and the broken metal supports were re-supported and reinforced.

Boluogo is like a hard-working sailor, driving a big ship full of holes. He has to fill the holes while trying to find a way to escape the pursuit of the storm.

"It's you who will drive!"

Burlogo grabbed the door frame and flipped onto the roof of the car with force. Palmer also jumped into the driver's seat in time and took over from Burlogo to hold the steering wheel.

The cyan light track spread, and the snake scale liquid was released from Boluogo's body like tentacles, firmly grasping the roof of the car, allowing Boluogo to stand firmly on the car.

In front of Boluogo's eyes, the two believers were speeding towards him at a very fast speed. Even if the engine roared, they could not be shaken off for a while.

But as long as they hold on for a while, it will be fine. The speed of the two of them now is obtained by consuming a lot of ether. They can't hold on for long. As long as they hold on, Bologo can get rid of the two of them.

But similarly, as long as the two of them hit the car with an attack, they can easily break the car into pieces and intercept Boluogo.

The silver-white snakes spread out in the strong wind, and the ends solidified into sharp tail blades. With Boluo Ge's swing, they turned into whip blades that split apart the roaring wind, and slashed towards the two of them.

Gold suddenly stopped, and then the thick roots broke through the ground, blocking the whip blade, and continued to extend outwards, grabbing the car.

The speed of the car and the time it takes for Gold to release his secret energy reach a delicate balance. Whenever Gold calls out the giant tree, the car has already escaped his attack range, but if it is just a step slower, it will be hit. Giant tree hit.

"Do you need my help!"

Aimu stuck his head out and asked Boluogo.

"Not yet!" Boluogo responded loudly.

Now Boluogo can clearly notice that even with the blessing of Palmer's wind source, the damage of the car itself is gradually slowing down the pace.

The group of snakes touched the ground, allowing the conscripted hands to control the earth. The solid road collapsed and countless halberds appeared, like a forest of horses, trying to intercept Gold.

But before Gold could pass by, branches grew from the halberd. As the secret power of the illusion school, the foundation stone needed for the giant tree garden itself is the earth. All Bologo's recruitment of rocks will be destroyed. Gold easily defused.

Just as Bologo was thinking about his next move, a strong etheric reaction rose from the ground.

Burlogo yelled, "Palmer!"

"Don't rush!"

Palmer turned the steering wheel sharply, and the strong wind gathered on the roof of the car, pressing the car firmly to the ground to prevent it from rolling out of control.

The tires left scorched black tracks on the ground. Palmer made the car take an almost impossible trajectory and rushed towards another intersection.

The ground trembled, and huge roots rose up along with the dancing branches, completely shattering the ground where the car had just rested. If it slowed down for just one second, the car would collide with the giant wood and turn into a burning fireball.

"I just said I should be a racing driver!"

Palmer thought about his childhood dream, and became interested. He tapped the radio, and after a brief sound of electricity, a familiar broadcast sounded.

"Hello listeners! I'm Dudel, your loyal friend who broadcasts twice a day, welcome to this column!"

There were enough ridiculous things today, and Bologg, who was on the roof of the car, was not surprised at all when he heard Dudel's voice.

"Urgent news break. Unknown unrest is currently occurring around the Great Rift. According to calls from surrounding citizens, this seems to be a robbery incident. A black-hooded robber is opening fire on the crowd. Citizens are asked to stay away as soon as possible and protect their own safety. The Sheriff is on his way.”

"Robbery? What a stupid robber! The bank isn't even open at this time!"

Palmer laughed at the news and then tapped the radio hard, trying to change the channel.

Aimu hesitated and corrected Palmer, "That... he seems to be referring to us."

"Ah? Is that so?" Palmer looked up at the rearview mirror, which reflected a black-hooded gangster. "Damn it, I forgot about it."

Palmer has become accustomed to covering his face with whatever he can find, whether it's black stockings or a takeout paper bag.

"So? We are also wanted? Gangsters wanted by the Sheriff?" Palmer asked Aimu.

Aimu seemed a little at a loss. Why did this guy not panic at all when he heard that he was wanted? Instead, he was a little excited.

"get ready!"

Palmer said unintelligible words to Aimu, and then he punched the windshield, allowing the strong wind to seep in.

Boluogo only felt the car bumping under his feet, and the wind pressure enveloped the surroundings. He even felt a little breathless.

"How is the situation over there?"

A familiar voice sounded in his mind, it was Lebius.

"Aimu has been received. Now we are being chased by two believers and are currently heading towards the Great Rift." Boluogo pressed the whistle and responded.

"According to Amu's oral statement, she can no longer support the Utopian species' time retrieval. In other words, this will be the last time retrieval!"

The voice in his head was silent for a few seconds, and then replied, "I understand, stay in contact, reinforcements will arrive soon."

reinforce?

Will there really be reinforcements at this time? If there were reinforcements, where were they during the previous time rewinds?

Borogo did not doubt too much. He believed in Lebius, just as Lebius believed in him.

Waving a silver hand and reaching into the car, Bologo opened a suitcase on the back seat and grabbed a large number of weapons from it.

This was originally an alchemy weapon to support the tenth group, the hunters of various countries. Recently, they had a conflict with the Orangutan Sect in the narrow countries.

Unexpectedly, at the same time that the Hazama Kingdoms were fighting, the Order Bureau in the Great Rift would encounter the loss of control of the Immortal Heart, and these alchemical weapons could just be used.

This is the alchemical weapon that Lebius brought from the warehouse, because Boluogo is only a first-stage sublimator and does not have much ether storage. These alchemical weapons are also one-time consumables.

Boluogo simply played with the alchemy grenade in his hand, pulled the fuse, waited for a few seconds and then threw it towards Gold.

Gold didn't pay any attention to the small thing thrown by Boluogo. The rolling giant tree easily swallowed it into the darkness, but in the blink of an eye, a huge ether reaction was released from the giant tree.

The roaring explosion resounded through the streets, shattering the glass along the way, and the shock wave even pushed the car further forward at one point.

As for the entangled giant trees, they were blown to pieces at the moment of the explosion, but this was not the most deadly thing. What was shocking was the raging fire.

Unlike previous fireworks, the fireworks caused by alchemy grenades adhere tightly to the surface of the material. Even if it burns through the material, it will last for a period of time and then be completely extinguished.

The giant trees and roots were burning with blazing fire, like raging fire snakes. Aimu turned around. As an alchemist, she could see the burning substances at a glance.

Aimu whispered, "Red mercury..."

Red mercury, or red mercury, is an alchemical product made from mercury. It is extremely flammable and is perfect for dealing with the ever-proliferating flesh and blood.

In the exploding firelight, before Boluogo could rejoice, the wall on one side of the street cracked, and a familiar figure intercepted him.

"Catch you guys!"

Cronin took a detour to catch up with Borogo, and the impact of the ether passed by. The roaring ether easily lifted the vehicle and destroyed the streets he passed.