Endless Debt

The remaining tenderness was revealed on the petrified pale face. Teda had too many things to say to Aimu, but now he had no time, so he could only raise his collapsing palm and slowly fall on Aimu's cheek.

This time, her skin was no longer cold, but possessed the warmth of a human being. Teda showed an ugly smile without any farewell or sad emotions.

As the breeze blew by, TEDA's body collapsed inch by inch, disappearing into dissipated dust.

TEDA gave everything and everything he had to the tyrant.

Aimu could vaguely see the greedy devil. He was calling TEDA with open hands, taking away his soul and consuming his body until there was no trace of him in this world.

Aimu wanted to stop all this, but she fell down as soon as she stood up, and then a new feeling came from her body.

This is a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. Aimu has only experienced this feeling when he was in the same body with Boluogo. In their human terms, this kind of thing is called... pain.

Aimu looked at her scraped knees, and there was a faint trace of blood overflowing under the worn skin. She stood up staggeringly, and for a moment Aimu felt that the world had become bigger.

She could feel the touch of the breeze on her body, the icy chill in the air, the feeling of satisfaction in her chest with every breath she took, her eyes could capture more light, and the colorful and gorgeous world came into her eyes.

Aimu had never felt that the world was so big, so big that she was at a loss what to do.

Gray dust swept over her body, leaving white marks on her hands, as if they were the last embrace of a ghost towards her.

No one explained to Aimu what happened, but Aimu understood everything just like that. She realized TEDA's dedication and the realization of her wish.

But none of this was as important as the call that lingered in her ears. The voice kept lingering in her mind.

Aimu Yajedet.

That's what he calls himself.

This is a land where wishes can come true, and all wishes have been fulfilled, but now Aimu is not happy. She feels pain in her chest, which is something she has never felt before.

Her eyes became very sore, and large drops of hot liquid overflowed. Aimu thought for the first time that her engine oil had leaked, but then she realized that they were tears.

These feelings were so strange, strange yet extremely real, that Aimu really didn’t know how to deal with them.

"Aimu...Ajedet."

Aimu whispered his name, wiped away his tears, and raised his head.

A hoarse scream sounded from one side, and Alice climbed up again, her head splitting into petals, thirsting for Amu's blood and flesh.

At the same moment, another voice yelled.

"Aimu!"

Boluogo crawled out of the entanglement of flesh and blood. Half of his body was entangled in squirming down, and most of his face was eroded. Half of it was a human face, and the other half was a bloody skeleton.

Even so, he did not stop. In order to break free from the restraints, Bologo twisted his arm, and the fluff quickly wrapped around it, eating up all of Bologo's flesh and blood.

But this also made Boluogo stand up completely. His expression was as angry as a ghost, and then he stretched out his hand towards Aimu.

Aimu was stunned for a second, and Alice's deformed figure suddenly appeared behind her, with sharp bone blades and countless arms raised high.

No words are needed at this moment, only actions.

Aimu could sense the fierce murderous intent behind her, but this could not stop her. She was naked, and the lines of the alchemy matrix were clearly reflected on her body. The ether roared and rotated, increasing the ether blessing on her body.

This is not enough. The flesh and blood body can bring Amu a more real feeling and help her understand the world better, but the flesh and blood body is too cowardly after all.

So the glow spread along her feet, and where the burning light passed, the flesh and blood was transformed into cold metal. She rushed out like a gust of wind and jumped towards Boluogo.

The ground trembled, and slender arms rose up one after another, intercepting Aimu and Boluogo. Aimu's hands also transformed into metal bodies, and his heavy punches easily broke these blocking objects. Arm, but this also slowed down Aimu's speed. Alice caught up with her.

The raw murderous intent was like a sharp iron needle, piercing Aimu's body, and rising fear spread in her heart. This was the taboo power from the devil, and it was not something that individual will could resist.

In an instant, a howling wind passed by, and the howling wind engulfed Alice. Thousands of sharp blades caught in the wind repeatedly cut the deformed monster.

Cut off the arm, crush the bone spear, leave wounds of varying depths on the scarlet body surface, and even drive the metal fragments to dangle into it like a sharp sword.

A familiar figure appeared beside Aimu out of nowhere. His back was turned to Aimu, his eyes blazing.

"Keep running!"

Palmer roared, pushed Aimu, and then his slender arm broke through the strong wind and hit Palmer.

His figure was as nimble as a flying swallow, and he easily dodged many attacks. At the same time, sharp flying knives accompanied him, leaving many scars on his arms while dodging.

Palmer's attack wasn't enough to kill Alice, but it only briefly blocked her.

The flying blood overflowed, and some splashed on Palmer's body. Then the maggots squirming in the blood bit through Palmer's skin and penetrated into the flesh. While devouring the flesh and blood, they continued to multiply and multiply.

Palmer's face was expressionless, completely ignoring the existence of these injuries. He was not immortal, and unlike Aimu, he could use his harmonious body to avoid harm.

The only ones who can obey Palmer's orders are the ubiquitous strong winds and the "gamblers" played by fate.

"To be honest, I always think I'm pretty lucky."

Palmer comforted himself and threw out the hook. Dragged by the strong wind, he flew high into the sky, hovering above Alice's head, lowering a storm of mixed steel feathers.

Alice was fed up with Palmer, this disturbing little bird, calling out for those forbidden flesh and blood. The scarlet down broke through Palmer's body and grew like a virus.

Palmer cut off the villi with a knife, but they continued to proliferate using Palmer's flesh and blood as nourishment, like thousands of mosquitoes entangled in themselves.

Now Palmer has begun to regret helping Aimu. In this kind of madman's battlefield, if he enters this unlucky person, he will die. But if Palmer is asked to make a choice again, he feels that he will still make the same choice.

After all, no matter how unbearable he is, he is still a member of the Clerks family. Not to mention Palmer's father, even Palmer's fiancée will be disappointed in herself if she knows that Palmer has been a coward.

Fortunately, Palmer has already played a role, and the next thing is left to the experts.

"Kill it! Bologo!"

Palmer roared and crashed into a cliff. On the battlefield below, Aimu stretched out his hand forcefully and touched the scarred palm.

A bright golden light flashed, and Aimu's figure disappeared, replaced by the evil spirit that broke through the restraints.

One of his legs was eaten clean, and the other leg was also covered with scars. One of his arms disappeared. His only arm took out the remaining folding knife from his waist and supported himself like a crutch so that he could stagger. Act, don't fall.

Boluogo really looked like an evil spirit digging a grave. A golden halo emerged in his blue eyes. His steps staggered at first, then became steady. As a large amount of ether was injected into his body, his bones began to reshape. Structure, flesh and blood regenerate on it, and then the skin wraps it.

When Boluogo walked back to the battlefield of disputes, he once again changed back to his powerful posture. His blood-stained arm held a folding knife, and his new arm took out a horn vibrating hammer, with a cyan light track surrounding it.

Taking a deep breath, the mist of fear spread around Boluogo. He savored this extreme fear and felt the long-lost joy from it.

Now Boluogo is going to return this fear to the monster in front of him, whether it can recognize fear or not, whether it wants to or not.

The golden halo continued to rotate in Boluogo's eyes, and even turned into a golden vortex, and the color of his eyes melted together, turning into a noble blue-gold color.

Boluogo opened his hands, swords and hammers intertwined, and he muttered to himself at first.

"Welcome back, then..."

Boluogo arched his body, and then jumped out suddenly, roaring and sword light coming together.

"Come on! The second half of the counterattack!"

The slender arms were raised one after another, grabbing the bone spear standing upright on the back of the deformed mass of flesh, twisting it with force, turning it into a sharp bone blade and holding it in his hand.

Alice screamed, then swung the bone blade, sweeping across it like a thousand sword blades.

The trajectories of the slashes were intertwined, blocking all of Bologg's hiding spaces, but Bologg still stepped forward without hesitation, and then the roaring ether impact swept across the battlefield.

The strong air wave mixed with the ether hit Alice like a heavy punch. The bone blade she swung was hindered, struggling to hover in mid-air, and then the trajectory of the attack was disrupted.

This was one of the alchemical weapons that Bailey gave to Aimu. Since Aimu would disrobe his clothes and equipment when in the co-organized state, she transferred these alchemical weapons to Boluogo. Fortunately, he was devouring flesh and blood. , these alchemical weapons have not been completely damaged.

Alice's defense was broken, and Bologg jumped up high. Some of his arms tried to defend themselves, but were cut off mercilessly by the sword and broken into large pieces of flesh and bone.

Bologg glared at the twisted petals, and suddenly they gathered together and turned into Alice's face again, calling to Bologg longingly.

"It's me……"

Alice bewitched Boluogo, disturbing his sanity and distorting his cognition.

"Shut up!"

The heavy hammer fell without hesitation, smashing the hateful face into pieces and blood.