Endless Debt

Ferguson watched Blau's death behind the shadow door. Bologg used his severed limb as bait to make Blau relax his vigilance and fight out in the darkness.

Bologo had already noticed the strangeness between the two of them, and the constant pain would only bring them strength. For this reason, Bologo attacked and killed Blau cleanly, without giving any chance.

Blau's head fell into a pool of blood, with a satisfied smile on his face. Ferguson was not surprised by this expression. He had seen too many such smiles.

The blessing is a curse, but the price has not yet been demanded.

For example, the protection of the Orangutan Sect: Bloodthirsty Resurrection. Relying on this protection, contractors can obtain powerful self-healing abilities by devouring flesh and blood, and even maintain themselves in a state of immortality. However, they can eat The more he eats, the hungrier he becomes, until he is completely dominated by appetite and turns into a hungry monster.

The same is true for the collector's protection. In the sinking of pain and joy, all emotions are lost, there are no longer any ups and downs, and only a numb mind is left in the heart.

For a little pleasure, he engages in inhuman self-mutilation, but this is just a futile struggle, unable to break free from the quagmire of emptiness, and falls into madness.

Ferguson's few emotions told him that Blau was his friend. He did not see his friend fall into madness, but ushered in a peaceful death. Ferguson's heart felt peaceful for a moment, and then this peacefulness Emotions are also transformed into the ether.

All emotions will be swallowed up, and pain is just the easiest to achieve.

Ferguson was a little sad, and he felt his heart became a little colder, and then the sadness disappeared, leaving only a numb mind.

After Bologg killed Blau, he didn't stop at all. After Blau's death, the shadow gate he created quickly collapsed, and this was Bologg's only chance to catch Ferguson.

This huge Opos is perfect for hiding. As long as Ferguson wants to avoid Bologg, relying on his own ether shielding, Bologg will never be able to track him.

The phantom dagger had been displaced a hundred meters away, and Boluogo could no longer use the phantom dagger. He threw the hand ax, penetrated the shadow door and nailed it into Ferguson's body.

Ferguson looked at Boluogo expressionlessly, and raised the Silent Fang indifferently. The Shadow Gate collapsed, leaving only a small area. This small area of ​​communication will be the channel for their decisive battle.

Pulling the trigger, the tranquilizer bomb came through the shadow door. Bologg swung another hand ax and split the tranquilizer bomb. He approached the shadow door and rushed towards Ferguson.

The shadow door collapsed and closed, interrupting the connection between the two spaces. Warm blood sprinkled on Ferguson's body and spread to his feet.

Ferguson lowered his head. He couldn't figure out what his emotions were at the moment.

The fear of facing a powerful enemy? The joy of meeting a strong person? Or the rage of revenge for a friend?

There was no need for Ferguson to understand, since all his emotions would be swallowed up anyway, so there was no need to think too much, as long as he was hysterical and joined the carnival party.

"That's great! Mr. Lazarus!"

Ferguson shouted, and the six sword blades floating beside him flew up, creating a roaring wind.

Bologo used his remaining arm to lean on the ground and barely propped up his body. On his face covered with blood, he showed a maniacal laugh similar to Ferguson's.

Moments before the Shadow Gate closed, Bologg passed through the Shadow Gate. As expected, the closed winding path cut Bologg in half.

It seemed as if a giant blade slashed down along Boluogo's shoulder. Boluogo's entire left shoulder disappeared, and his arm was broken. He was left at the other end of the shadow door together with the body under his abdomen, and his internal organs were mixed with dirty blood. Scattered all over the floor.

Gift·Axis of time tracing.

The bones are shaped out of thin air, the muscles are draped along the dense bones, the tendons and blood vessels are interspersed, and the blood flows back under the body.

The six sword blades staggered and struck at Boluogo. The flames of the cauldron suddenly rose, and a high wall rose from the ground to resist the sword's attack.

Ferguson is not fond of fighting. Now he knows very well that he is no longer able to defeat Boluogo. Even if Boluogo is injured like this, he is an immortal. This kind of injury has no meaning to Boluogo, and Boluogo’s secret is It is the strange flame that can control matter, and the mutilation of his limbs does not affect his combat.

Quiet Fang charged up energy, pulled the trigger, and fired an alchemical warhead with force, detonating a series of etheric shocks.

In the dazzling explosion, Ferguson jumped from the roof. This battle lasted too long and caused too many abnormalities. Ferguson estimated that the Bureau of Order must have discovered these sudden ether reactions by now. The patrolling field staff The clerk may be on his way.

The Jingjingya unexpanded and shrunk a lot. Ferguson hid it under his coat. The blood on his body was hard to fade, but there was nothing he could do. Ferguson approached the crowd on the street and tried to blend in.

In Bolog's current state, it will take some time before he can move freely. Ferguson must take advantage of this opportunity to escape from the city.

Sure enough, the Collector's promise could not be fulfilled so easily. After all, she is the devil, the devil who is the source of all these tragedies.

Ferguson walked through the streets and entered the subway station. The crowd was noisy. They seemed to be celebrating something. Someone was holding a stack of posters and spreading them around.

“Blue Jay new book pre-sale!”

Someone shouted, and there was a dark mysterious human silhouette on the billboard behind him. Under the silhouette was the word Blue Jay, and on the other side were various slogans. Ferguson did not look carefully.

With a cursory glance, he noticed the word "Night Hunter". Ferguson felt that he had heard of this title somewhere, but he couldn't remember.

Ferguson has not read a book for a long time. The protection of collectors has taken away all his emotions. The happiness brought by books and movies has long been worn away in the past years.

At this moment, Ferguson's heart was very calm, and the calm was terrifying. It was clear that Blau died in front of his eyes a few minutes ago, but he didn't feel any sadness at all, as if the person who died was just an insignificant person.

Ferguson hated himself for being like this, but he couldn't even hate. The empty beast would eat up all the emotions.

After getting on the subway, Ferguson found an empty seat and sat down. The car gradually became crowded, and the smell of blood on Ferguson gradually became clearer. Some passengers covered their noses, while others cast wary glances.

Ferguson could hear their whispers, and they began to suspect that something was wrong with Ferguson. Someone was already preparing to contact the Sheriff at the next stop.

It doesn't matter, Ferguson doesn't care about this, blood drips from his sleeves, and the passengers look at Ferguson in horror.

Ferguson just lowered his head, thinking about some random things.

Somehow, Ferguson could see Blau's face, the smile on his face as he died.

Blau should be very happy, he is finally dead and freed from this empty cage.

Yes, death is a relief for people like Ferguson, but he dare not die, just like those crazy numb people.

Ferguson has always felt that numb people are not truly crazy. Tortured by emptiness, they have lost all qualifications as human beings, but they only retain the human fear of death.

The way to break this cycle of sinking is very simple, just die. Everyone knows this truth, but no one dares to do it.

Every contractor dared to use the most cruel methods to treat themselves in exchange for pleasure and strength, but no one dared to face death.

Ferguson feels that everyone is not afraid of death, but that everyone is full of desire for eternal life.

Yes, as a creature, as a human being, it is the most primitive and strongest desire.

Survive.

The subway arrived at the next station, and most of the passengers in the car fled as if they were fleeing. Only a few passengers were left who didn't know what happened.

The fire alarm bell rang in the subway station, urging people, and the passengers walked out of the car in confusion. Then there was an explosion in the subway station, and the fire was everywhere, and the crowd left the subway station in horror.

Just as the door was about to close, the last passenger walked up. He was wearing light scale armor and carrying a fire ax. He raised his feet, hummed a song, and looked around, scanning the empty car. Come and sweep.

Ferguson raised his head, and Bologo wiped the blood on his face and looked at him with a smile.

The subway started moving, rushing into the darkness of the tunnel.