Endless Debt

Bologg felt that he was being invaded by an icy ocean current. Under its influence, Bologg was running rampant in the darkness, covered with bruises. His sense of time was being blurred, and the short few seconds were stretched to an infinite length until a ridiculous moment. In an instant, he was exiled back to the world again.

His eyes were used to the constant heat, and the darkness of the corridor made it difficult for Bologg to adapt. After taking some time to think, Bologg recalled this corridor, and he returned to Daisy Castle again.

From a secondary narrative level, Bologo was only affected by Asmodeus and fell into a long torture. It may have taken him a few minutes to break free from it, but from Bologo's subjective perspective From a perspective, he literally fought with endless soldiers for ten years.

Can I be considered a centenarian now?

Such a joke appeared in Bologg's mind. Before he could stand up straight and observe the surrounding situation, a strong strange feeling hit Bologg's brain like a tide, tearing at his nerves.

Pain, fatigue, hunger, sleepiness...

Boluogo escaped from the eternal battlefield, and what he left with him was the negative state that followed him. Even Boluogo's willpower seemed extremely painful under such an influence.

He arched his body, retching and coughing vigorously. In a daze, Boluogo felt that he had vomited countless maggots, and they were crawling around in his fluid. But if he looked carefully, there was nothing there, only hallucinations.

It took Bologe a few minutes to recover. He leaned against the wall and stood up against the wall. He looked at the dark sword in his hand. Due to Asmodeus's torture, this brand-new blade had no impact on Bologg. It is already a real old friend, but it is a pity that it only exists in this story. If possible, Boluogo hopes that it can leave with him after all this is over.

Struggling to straighten his back, Boluogo probably understood what Gauld had gone through in the Happy Garden. It was no wonder that a defender would be on the verge of collapse. No matter who faced such a disaster, it would be difficult for him to survive.

But Boluogo was different. He survived. When he thought of this, Boluogo felt a little proud. Deep in his heart, the twisted savior spirit reappeared.

After briefly looking around, Palmer and Aimu were beside them. They fell to the ground, their brows closed, as if they were enduring a nightmare.

Looking at Palmer's face, Boluogo had never felt that his partner's sleeping face was so cute. Looking at Aimu again, the feeling of nostalgia continued to rise.

A shallow layer of dust accumulated on them, and it seemed that several of them had been unconscious for a while. Deep in the castle, crazy fluctuations continued one after another, as if someone was fighting a monster.

Irwin?

Boluogo gave up this idea. Irwin was just a mortal. It was extremely difficult for him to deal with the devil, let alone fight against the devil.

There was a rustling sound in the darkness, like countless mice running around. Then Boluoge noticed a strange feeling on his ankle. A slender vine extended from the darkness and climbed up Boluogo's body. Logo's body.

Almost at the same moment when Boluogo realized it, the vines wrapped around Boluogo tightly. The force was so strong that it scratched his pants and skin, and almost broke Boluogo's bones. Fortunately, Boluogo swung it in time. With a resentful bite, he cut off the vines with one sword.

The vines struggled a few times, like a python with its head cut off, and translucent, light green juice flowed from the section. Then there were the sounds of more debris in the darkness, and more vines invaded the castle.

The story is still going on during Bologger's coma, and what is going on before all the stories is the invading darkness.

The power of the devil is affecting this land, and the fragmentation of reality gradually distorts everything it touches. As the concentration of ether continues to rise, they will destroy everything in the field, causing the story to be completely annihilated.

Not only were the vines invading and tearing apart the castle, Bologg could also hear the familiar roar, and there was a strong smell of blood in the surging air in the corridor.

There were dense sounds of movement all around, as if there were thousands of wild beasts running wildly towards Boluogo's position.

"It's really endless."

While complaining, Bologg tried to call out Palmer and Aimu, but the two were obviously not as powerful as Bologg and were still trapped in the mental shock.

Seeing that there was no hope of waking him up, Borogo immediately took off his coat, simply cut it and twisted it into a rope, carried the still unconscious Aimu on his back, and twisted it together in circles.

As for Palmer, it was too hard to carry this guy. Bologg simply dragged his hand and ran all the way in the corridor. Listening to the rustling sound, Bologg guessed that Palmer's clothes were probably going to be worn out. , and then was rubbed to a bloody pulp.

Forget it, I'm lucky to be alive.

The stench of blood rushed towards him, thanks to Asmod's torture. During the ten years of torture, Bologo learned nothing else, and his killing skills increased exponentially.

He was like a skilled butcher. The monster that suddenly appeared was cut into two pieces by a fatal sword before it even launched an attack. No unnecessary movements or slashes were needed. Everything was done for efficiency.

Picking up Palmer, Bologg went up the spiral staircase. He knew that Irwin was in the big library, but the problem was that Bologg didn't know where the big library was. He could only rely on the evil power to Fluctuations, go back to the source.

The roar echoed in the narrow stairwell. Bologg stepped on the dusty steps, and the entire stone shattered, almost causing Bologg to fall.

Damn it, how long had it been since Irwin had maintained this castle.

Bologg continued to move forward after regaining his balance. At the same time, the fatigue of his body became more and more obvious. Previously, Bologg could still feel the activity of ether in his body, but now the ether is moving towards death little by little, and this also shows that The author is getting closer to the roots of the narrative.

"I'm sorry, Irwin."

Summoning the only strength he had, Boluogo's fist ignited the flames of cauldron, and hammered the wall with one punch. In the next second, the entire wall collapsed under the burning flames of cauldron.

It is not necessary to use secret energy to kill monsters. It is much more convenient to use it on the road. Boluogo was like a furious bull and crashed through several walls in succession. This reminded him of the battle in Fengyuan Highland, which collapsed one after another. The walls gave Boluogo an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Borrogo felt that he must be the kind of person who built sand castles and then tore them down.

Releasing the ether again, Boluogo led Palmer and Aimu into a dim room. This should be Irwin's warehouse. He lived in this desolate and remote place and must have stored a large amount of supplies. Luo Ge could already smell the aroma of wine in the air.

The roars of the monsters gradually faded away. It seemed that he had escaped their first round of pursuit. He put down Palmer and Aimu, and Boluogo pried open the wooden boxes one by one, revealing bottles of sealed wine. Coming out, Boluogo rarely drank, but at this time he couldn't help but swallow it in big gulps.

Under the paralysis of alcohol, the torture of the senses finally eased a lot, and then Boluogo poured bottles of wine on Palmer's face, trying to wake him up in this way.

Bologo didn't hold out much hope, but after a while he heard a faint cough, and then his breathing gradually became thicker and even turned into a big gasp.

"Are you serious!"

Bologg couldn't help but exclaimed, and dragged the wet Palmer up from the ground. Palmer's eyes were blurred, and after gradually seeing Bologg clearly, he almost cried with a cry, and then hugged Bologg hard. Logo.

"Oh my God, Bologo!"

Palmer's voice was so sincere that it made people cry, "I thought I would never see you again!"

Boluogo reached out to cover Palmer's face and kicked him away, "What have you been through?"

Palmer hesitated, his eyes red, "You don't want to know."

Unlike the endless killings experienced by Boluogo, the torture experienced by Palmer was very dull. He walked in a world full of ruins...he was the only one.

"How did you escape?"

Boluogo didn't think he could wake up Palmer with just drinks. Damn it, was this guy Sere?

"Suicide. I jumped into a lake. When I was about to drown, I found that the water in the lake had turned into wine." Palmer took out a bottle from the box and murmured to himself, "I thought it was the devil's mercy. .”

As expected of Palmer, Bologger wondered if Irwin thought the story was too serious, so he wrote Palmer like this, allowing him to wake up in such a funny way.

Boluogo didn't know the answer. He had to wait until he asked Irwin himself to get the answer.

"Aimu, wake up, Aimu."

Now only Aimu was left awake. Boluogo called her affectionately, pressing his fingers on the metal body. This strong body protected Aimu, but it also caused her to lose many of her senses.

Her eyes were closed tightly. Aimu, like the two of them, was also experiencing severe torture. Boluogo could vaguely imagine that kind of torture, which would attack the most vulnerable part of everyone's heart.

As for Boluogo...he felt that he had no vulnerable part, so Asmodeus tried to conquer himself with this long fight.

Obviously, she failed.

Boluogo's repeated calls really worked. A faint light appeared in the slit of Aimu's eyelids. She woke up with a bit of laziness, and then saw the two people in a state of embarrassment.

Palmer began to wonder, "Is it that easy?"

You must know that Gauld was tortured to death... Maybe it was related to external forces. Gauld was alone and trapped in hell, and they were rescued by Boluogo.

"Perhaps Irwin is at work, affecting Asmodeus and limiting her power?"

Boluogo is not sure, but it is best if people wake up now.

"What's wrong!"

Aimu gradually woke up. Thinking of everything she had just experienced, she felt frightened. Just as she was about to ask something, Boluogo covered her mouth and signaled her to shush.

Several people were hiding in the corner in the darkness. Behind the crack opened by Boluoge, there was a smell of fishy smell. Boluogo could hear many footsteps, and the sounds overlapped together, like an earthquake, shaking the whole building. The castle trembled slightly.

With the invasion of darkness, at least a thousand monsters entered Daisy Castle. Under the influence of darkness, the power of the monsters was gradually strengthened, and Boluogo and others were suppressed.

Boluogo greeted the two of them and sneaked silently, but as soon as he leaned out of the opened crack, Boluogo regretted it. The narrow corridor was filled with crowded monsters, and there were countless snake-like vines coming from above. falling in the darkness.

They discovered Bologo almost at the same time and swarmed towards him.

The bloody fight broke out again. Relying on the advantage of the terrain, Boluogo firmly occupied the collapsed gap. With the blessing of resentment, the monsters had no defense at all, but their strength and speed were gradually increasing. , not to mention the interference from the wantonly growing vines.

Soon, the corpses of monsters piled up a hill in front of Boluogo, and amid the crowd, the corpses were pouring into the warehouse little by little.

Boluogo could still attack for a long time, but in this tidal wave of offensive, he would fall sooner or later, so Boluogo made a decisive decision.

"Hopefully the castle has little historical value."

Boluogo gave up the fight against the monster. He drained the only ether in his body. The flames of the cauldron burned crazily on his arms. With Boluogo's touch, the wall behind him began to collapse.

"Follow me!"

Bologg shouted, breaking through the walls. Palmer and Aimu followed Bologg closely. Every time they took a step, pieces of bricks and stones would collapse, and they would destroy many monsters. The smashed bodies were bloody, but then more monsters came stepping on their corpses.

Like a dark tide.

Boluogo was like a bulldozer, rampaging through the castle. He completely followed his intuition, followed the evil power, and after breaking through countless high walls, the familiar door appeared in front of him.

Big library.

Bologg opened the door with his shoulder. After Palmer and Aimu came in, he used up the last ether before the door closed, causing the entire area to be covered in fireworks and then collapsed.

The continuous fragmentation completely turned the outside of the big library into ruins. Bologg hoped that this would stop the monsters for a while, so that Bologg would have a chance to end this crazy narrative.

After doing all this, Boluoge breathed deeply. The physical fatigue can be overcome, but the fatigue of the will has become riddled with holes.

Boluogo finally returned to this familiar place and could end this extremely dangerous extraordinary disaster. But when he looked back, what awaited him was an absolutely unimaginable scene.

Irwin turned his back to everyone and typed tirelessly on the typewriter. Beside him, a woman sat down against the bookshelf. She held a copy of "Night Hunters" in her arms and read with a complicated expression.

Everything was so peaceful, without the slightest sense of doomsday disaster.