Endless Debt

The disputes between the devils harvest human souls. This is a sacrifice that uses the world as a melting pot. The devils will feast on it every hundred years and carry out their greedy atrocities.

Such sacrifices lasted for who knows how long, until mankind's advancement in alchemical matrix technology a hundred years ago, and Sere's betrayal, mankind ended the Dawn War, and successfully prevented the devils from eating for the first time, disrupting their diet. Strife and sacrifice.

Boluogo lowered his head slightly and put his hands together. After a moment, he stretched out his hand, took Nathaniel's wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and let the wine irritate his throat.

In the past, Boluogo was entangled in the anger of hatred and relied on alcohol to numb his nerves every day and night so that he could sleep peacefully.

Since avenging Adele, Boluogo has experienced a long-lost inner peace. He no longer needs to rely on alcohol to escape the night. Boluogo no longer drinks alcohol. At most, he only drinks juice or something.

Now, Boluogo needed alcohol again. After drinking a glass, he felt that it was not enough, so he directly grabbed the bottle and drank hard at the mouth of the bottle.

Nathaniel raised his hand and was about to stop him, but Boluogo had already started drinking heavily. Nathaniel looked at the falling water in the bottle with a heartbroken look on his face.

This bottle of wine was Nathaniel's treasure. What he couldn't accept even more was that Boluogo's attitude of drinking plain water was simply ruining a good thing.

Throwing the empty wine bottle into the darkness, the expected sound of breaking glass did not sound, and there was no echo. It was as if Bologger had thrown the bottle into the abyss and fell into endless darkness.

Boluogo glanced at the dark space in confusion. After thinking for a few seconds, he smiled in relief.

Forget it, the weirdness in the summoning room is completely incomparable with what Nathaniel mentioned today.

Hundreds of years of soul sacrifice, the disputes between devils, the fighting of the chosen ones, and even the lost red dragon with seven heads and ten horns...

The devil intersperses in every time node of human history, like a real chess player independent from the world, manipulating the direction of the world at will.

In their eyes, humans are just domestic animals that can continuously produce resources. Everything the devils do is for greater profits and more souls, and they do their best within the scope of sustainable output. to plunder more souls.

Boluogo even felt that the disputes between the devils were not only about dealing with conflicts, but also about dividing the souls obtained in soul sacrifices based on the success or failure of the chosen ones.

Yes... that's it. Isn't the biggest contradiction and the biggest dispute between the devils the request for souls?

The world is limited, humans are limited, and souls are also limited. Every devil is a competitor. No matter how big the contradiction is, it can't compare to the competition between them.

"Become the chosen one and go deep into the disputes between the devils, only then can you know their purpose, even the nature of the devils, and find the possibility of counterattack."

Boluogo murmured, his eyes brightened, full of motivation and desire, "I think I have nothing to refuse."

"Oh? I thought you would agree, but I didn't expect it would be so happy," Nathaniel said. "I thought I needed to do some ideological work for you."

"Why do you think so?"

"That is the mysterious devil after all. Even if your immortal body can make you ignore death, you must know that this gift is given to you by the devil, and of course they can take it back."

Nathaniel said, "In other words, if that day really comes, you will no longer be an immortal."

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?" Boluogo smiled and shook his head. "I can't wait for that day to come, so that I can be clear with the devil. He will take away his gift, and I will redeem my soul."

Nathaniel, "Interesting, maybe you are still young, so you feel this way."

"I'm different from those people, time will change some inner things, but I think I won't be corrupted," Bologo said.

Sere, who was obsessed with the past and had a gloomy heart; Ralph, who once had glory but is now struggling to survive...

die.

The awe-inspiring ultimate, facing the scythe of death, whether a noble hero or a humble thief, will reveal their true nature and undergo consideration in front of the silent will of death.

In the face of death, Boluogo was not afraid. On the contrary, he felt that he was extremely honest.

"why?"

Nathaniel asked again. He found that his understanding of Boluogo basically came from various written files. There are some things that cannot be recorded in words. Only when you really face this person can you feel something. .

"Quite simply, I am blessed."

Boluogo said innocently, "I must be born for something, such as killing those damn devils."

After experiencing so much, Boluogo's illness seemed to have worsened. He regarded himself as a savior, a savior who achieved salvation through destruction.

Nathaniel was stunned for two seconds and laughed uncontrollably. He had talked to many people, and when they talked about the nature of their hearts, they also gave different answers. In any case, he did not expect that Bologo would say so.

"What is this? For love and peace."

"Love and peace?" Boluogo nodded thoughtfully, "A very good goal."

Bologg actually thought that Nathaniel was approving his own words, love and peace. Bologg began to like this word. It was simple and straightforward, and was easier for the enemy to understand than his twisted axioms and iron laws.

"What the hell."

Nathaniel sighed, covering his face and trying to control his smile.

love and peace.

This sentence often appears in the speech of children. Now when it comes from Boluogo's mouth, there is an unimaginable sense of contrast. The contrast is so strong that it even makes Nathaniel feel a little dazed.

Only at this moment did Nathaniel truly feel the weirdness of Boluogo. Under all kinds of terrifying, noble, and ordinary auras, he was covering such an undisguised person.

"But there was only more than forty years between the Wrath of the Scorched Earth and the Dawn War."

Boluogo discovered some problems. According to the calculations of the Hundred Years War, the interval between soul sacrifices this time was shortened too much.

Nathaniel said, "We don't know the specific situation, but judging from the information we got from the devil we bound, we guess that because of the failure of the Dawn War, we disrupted their pace of harvesting souls. This in turn affects them themselves.

The soul was very important to them... They were very anxious, so after only forty years, another war began. This war was forced to interrupt due to the power of King Solomon, and has even continued to the present. "

Boluogo tried to put himself into the perspective of the devils. "It seems that these devils also have their own indicators and are eager to harvest enough souls within the deadline."

What exactly is it for?

What is the soul to the devil? Is it a source of strength or some kind of essential food?

In the dark world, Bologo's mood was a little subtle. After learning about these secret pasts and the actions of humans to hinder the devil, Sere's figure kept flashing in front of his eyes.

Sere Villeless.

Bologo knew more and more about this casual Lord of the Night Tribe, but the more he learned about him, the more he felt an indescribable... strangeness.

As an undead person, everyone has an extremely complicated past in their long life, but Boluogo never thought that Serre's past could be so complicated. Even if it was made into a movie, it would have to be made into a trilogy. The type that can barely be explained clearly.

Boluogo decided that next time he saw Sere, he would torture him. Even if he kept silent, he would still find a way to pry out some clues.

Bologo thought about this problem, "After Sere's betrayal, the devils should start to be wary of this."

"Yes, it is much more difficult to prevent the dispute this time. Fortunately, we are not the same people we were a hundred years ago."

Boluogo understands what Nathaniel relies on. With the rapid advancement of alchemy matrix technology in recent years, even if humans cannot fight against the devil, it is no longer a problem to fight against the chosen ones who have chips.

The chess piece on the chessboard gradually has a will of its own. It no longer belongs to any party and burns fiercely until it burns through the chessboard and breaks the shackles of fate.

Nathaniel added, "To be honest, there could be worse."

"What?"

"Are you aware of it? The concentration of ether is rising."

Nathaniel's words struck Bologo's heart like thunder. Ever since Aimu mentioned TEDA's research to him, Bologo has been paying attention to the increase in ether concentration. Now he realizes that he is not alone. , Nathaniel also noticed this.

Boluogo said, "If you know anything about your staff, you should know that TEDA once mentioned this matter."

"Yes, I also know about this phenomenon from TEDA's research."

Boluogo was stunned and asked, "Then why..."

"If this phenomenon is true, then the scope of the impact is too great. The decision-making room chose to deal with it coldly, but secretly, it has been sending scholars to the hall to conduct research. If those things that happened later had not happened, when TEDA was taken over by Bailey and joined the scholars When he is in the palace, he can continue to study this phenomenon."

Nathaniel explained, "You also know what happened next."

Boluogo fell silent.

"After research in the Hall of Scholars, it can be determined that as time goes by, the ether concentration in the entire world is constantly rising, and an ether tide is affecting the world every hundred years."

"We have a lot of hypotheses about this," Nethaniel continued, "such as whether the etheric tides are related to the demons."

"The results of it?"

"There are no results. We can't even figure out what the devil is," Nathaniel said helplessly. "We are like pioneers in the deep night. Who knows what we will encounter next."

"But what we can know is that with the arrival of the ether tide, our perception of the secret source has become clearer, and the alchemy matrix technology is also advancing by leaps and bounds."

Nathaniel said worriedly, "Technology is advancing too fast, so fast that it's a bit scary."

"What are you afraid of?"

Boluogo clarified his thoughts and realized that most of the part of the induction training that Jeffrey told him before was false.

It doesn't matter if you look at it this way. Given my position at the time, knowing what is enough is enough. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.

Some people can be confused, and some people need to stay awake.

"A hundred years ago, even if we tried our best, we could only knock down the castle. Now let alone the castle, a suitable extraordinary disaster can be enough to destroy a country."

Nathaniel is worried about the unknown future, "We have such power, and our enemies also have such power."

"What's worse is that the devils have begun to be vigilant. They have discovered the progress of our alchemy matrix technology under the ether tide. Human beings who were once harvested by the devil have the power to resist. What do you think they will do next?"

"The lambs raised in captivity have grown fangs and claws," Boluogo whispered. "Pull out the teeth and cut off the claws."

"The decision-making room has been suspecting that what we will face next may not be another dispute, but a mass extinction. The mass extinction of the Sublime Ones will destroy our alchemy matrix system and completely break our backs."

"Do you think the devil could muster that kind of power?"

Boluogo was doubtful about this. The devil could not directly affect the world, as long as he solved those chosen ones.

"I've always felt like this, Boluogo, don't underestimate the glory of human beings, and don't underestimate the despicability of human beings."

Nathaniel said meaningfully, the sadness on his face disappeared and turned into a little joy.

"It is difficult to deal with the devils. We have always been under great pressure, but this time it is different. We have the opportunity to try and make mistakes. We are no longer alone."

Now the Bureau of Order has two selectors. No matter what the devil behind it wants to do, the one who really makes the decision will always be the selector. Although the other selectors are still hidden in the darkness, at least for now, they have occupied Certain advantages.

Nathaniel stared at Borogo as if he had sworn an oath.

"No matter what the devil's conspiracy is behind you, the Bureau of Order will always be on your side, just like you will always be on the side of love and peace."

Nathaniel reached out his hand proactively and said, "For love and peace."

Boluogo did not respond immediately, but thought about the information he got from the conversation with Nathaniel. Should he be said to be the deputy director of the Bureau of Order? Compared with others, the words from Nathaniel's mouth are the real secrets.

Thinking about what he will encounter next, the mission with unknown purpose, the upcoming conspiracy, and those abominable devils...

Boluogo nodded solemnly and held Nathanil's hand firmly.

"For love and peace."

Burlogo added, "By the way, for movies, rock 'n' roll... and everything worth it."

I was delayed for a while when I returned to Shenyang, so I will update it temporarily today.