Endless Debt

In the past, Bologo had never understood why the devils gathered in this city. After learning about the disputes between the devils from Nathaniel, Bologo understood that they were all for the "Red Dragon" Come.

The "Red Dragon" is like a whirlpool that swallows up everything in the world, bringing the devils together here. In addition to these sources of evil, the devils derived from it also come here one after another under the tease of fate.

Under the surface of tranquility, there are enemies ready to attack, with surging murderous intentions.

The man smiled at Boluogo, as if he had been injected with an overdose of stimulants. His expression was crazy and hateful. His skin began to turn red, and his blue blood vessels bulged. Finally, his eyeballs turned completely black, staring at Boluogo like a camera.

Under the gaze of Boluogo, the man felt indescribable joy. All his desires were satisfied at this moment, and every inch of his nerves exuded joy.

Soon, this joy disappeared, and it lasted only a short time. A huge emptiness invaded the man's heart, and he became panicked. Men need more happiness, more rewards, more and more. Many……

The man screamed and attacked Boluogo. Boluogo held the dagger in his hand. He was faster than the man, and the sharp cold light drew a fatal trajectory in the air.

Flat wounds extended on the man's arms and throat, and then blood spurted out. Bologg turned sideways to avoid the splatter of blood. At the same time, the man's body began to fall forward. Bologg used the dagger to penetrate his back. neck.

The man's crazy expression froze, and as his body fell into the garbage, the bloody dagger separated from his body.

Boluogo looked at the man's corpse with solemn eyes. This was not the first time he encountered this group of madmen. Even after so long, these madmen were still thinking about him.

Forget it, you don’t have to worry so much.

Looking outside the alley, I don't know when madmen with wild eyes were blocking all the exits with faces of joy.

"I happen to have a lot of free time," Boluogo moved his neck and shoulders and looked back at them with the same fanatical gaze, "Then I will play with you."

Hoarse low roars were released from the crowd, and the men were like angry soldiers, roaring towards Boluogo in this narrow alley. They waved their arms wildly and waved their swords, guns and clubs.

The horrifying murderous intent was released from their completely dark eyes. Boluogo remained unmoved. He just stared at the approaching crowd. After thinking about it for a few times, Boluogo let go of the dagger and let it fall off. .

Boluogo seemed to have given up resistance. When the first enemy was about to approach Boluogo, ether surrounded and surged around Boluogo. The moment Boluogo raised his hand, the snake scale liquid turned into a handful of cold ice. claw hammer.

The heavy hammer fell, and the man's head instantly burst into a bloody mist.

Fine drops of blood slapped on Boluogo's face. He breathed in the air filled with blood, and his nose reverberated with a fishy smell.

These madmen were very excited, and Bologo was equally excited. Fighting against the powerful Condenser always had to worry about too much. Bologo had not fought so boldly for a long time.

The headless corpse stumbled forward. Boluogo snatched the long knife from the corpse's hand, and then threw it forward with force. The long knife brought out a dazzling arc of light and accurately hit the head of another man. .

Boluogo is not good at shooting, but he is surprisingly talented in throwing. Even if he can't see clearly sometimes, he can always hit the enemy as long as he feels it.

The two enemies approached one after another, and stabbed fiercely with the dagger. Bologg swung his hammer sideways and broke the man's wrist. Then Bologg stepped forward and almost hugged the man.

Another enemy wanted to slash Boluogo, but Boluogo's body overlapped with the man in front of him, and his long knife had nowhere to land.

The enemy did not hesitate for long. Driven by the evil power in his heart, he chopped down Boluogo and the man together. The sharp metal tore the man's body apart. The clear pain made the man laugh.

He and Boluoge were very close. The man stared at Boluogo closely, drooling and crying. Then he opened his big mouth and was about to bite through Boluogo's throat, but before that, Boluogo suddenly Pushing him away, he then kicked the man in the chest, causing him to collide with the man behind him who was wielding a long knife.

There was a shout from behind, and Boluogo didn't look back. He jumped towards the wall on one side, kicked off the wall, used his strength to fly towards the other side, and then grabbed the fire escape erected on the wall. , breaking away from the melee below.

The two groups of people collided together, and they raised their heads one after another. Everyone's eyes were strangely dark, and Boluogo's figure was reflected in the deep mirror.

There were no words, only the excited gasps of beasts. They were piled on top of each other like a raised sea of ​​sand, trying to catch Bologo.

A smile appeared on Bolog's face and he waved to them provocatively.

These people are ordinary demons without any ether reaction. If Boluogo wants to, he can use the flames of the cauldron to kill the demons in an instant.

But this time, Boluogo played with them with great interest. He wanted to figure out the purpose of these madmen. If possible, it would be best to dig out the enemies behind the scenes.

Boluogo didn't mind chopping up demons and replenishing his own soul fragments, but he always felt a little uncomfortable being cared about by such a group of lunatics.

The enemies climbed up the fire escape and approached Bologg. Their footsteps stepped on the rusty fire escape, causing the entire fire escape to tremble continuously.

Boluogo swung the heavy hammer and easily knocked over enemies one after another. Their bodies were thrown to the ground and fell to pieces.

Different from the previous attacks on him, there were obviously more of these madmen this time. Is it just an increase in number? Boluogo was wondering? Or is there something else hidden in the secret, such as a condenser who wields extraordinary power?

When he and Palmer were out on duty before, Bologo encountered such an example. He used these worthless demons to test himself, and only launched an attack when he understood himself well enough.

While thinking, Boluogo smashed the enemy's head with a hammer, and then swung an uppercut and smashed the bridge of another man's nose. The blood spilled on the coat and blended into the black.

The weapons used by these people include all kinds of strange weapons, including long knives, daggers, sticks studded with nails, and even rusty steel pipes.

Boluogo is good at all weapons, or in other words, he is good at turning all objects into weapons.

Holding the enemy's arm, Bologo restrained him, dragging his body as a shield in front of him, and then the other person stabbed forward with a sharp dagger.

The other person didn't care about the life or death of his companions. The dagger penetrated the enemy's abdomen and continued to penetrate deep. The other person tried to hurt Bologo behind him in this way.

Boluogo let go of the enemy, and the sharp dagger protruded from the enemy's back, but the moment before he touched Boluogo, he kicked the enemy away. The corpse squeezed the enemy in front, and brought a large group of people to the ground. Got off the fire escape.

Blood flowed all over the sewage-filled alleys, and Boluogo corroded the demons expressionlessly, enjoying the cyan light rising from their corpses.

Bologe had a strange feeling in his heart. The connection between himself and the devil, the feeling called the umbilical cord, was beating hard, warning Bologe.

Going up the fire escape and reaching the rooftop, Boluogo didn't have to wait long. The demons chased after him reluctantly, covered in blood.

Boluogo was not only killing his boredom with these demons, he was also observing them carefully.

If these demons really come from the Unbound Poetry Society mentioned by Lebius, then for them, observing themselves is a recording process in itself.

The dark pupils were the camera, and Boluogo was the actor. Under their filming, he was cut into a certain movie, so as long as they saw themselves, they could get a steady stream of rewards from the devil's hands.

Abnormal pleasure?

Boluogo began to understand this group of people. If the Orangutan Sect was just a group of cultists who believed in evil, then they were completely a group of crazy lunatics.

The claw hammer in his hand twisted into a long and narrow blade. Boluogo shook his clothes and splashed blood all over his body. He didn't want to play with these madmen anymore.

No matter how cruelly they kill them, they can satisfy their empty hearts by observing themselves and getting morbid pleasure from the devil.

The more Bologo entangled with them, the more he benefited them, even at the cost of death.

This sounded too weird, and Bologger didn't like it.

The moment they passed each other, the demon's body split into several pieces. The cruel sight failed to stop their progress. The dark eyes stared at Boluogo closely, rushing forward and backward as if he didn't know the pain.

Just when Bologo was about to swing his sword again, the dark figure crashed into the rooftop. The sharp claws easily crushed the demons into blood on the ground. The thick fangs bit through the demon's throat. As the jaw closed, the head Explodes into viscous plasma in the mouth of the beast.

The ferocious beast appeared in front of Boluogo. Boluogo couldn't understand the current situation for a while. Was it a passing colleague from the field department who saw that the situation was bad and helped him?

Boluogo did not relax his vigilance, and the next second the beast pounced on Boluogo, releasing its murderous intent without any concealment.

It is not a colleague of Borrowgo's.