Endless Debt

The sound of rapid breathing echoed in the narrow mine, and the sounds overlapped repeatedly and returned to the man's ears again, roaring like thunder.

The man seemed to be tireless and ran as fast as he could. Even if the sharp-edged crystal mine cut bloody marks on his skin, he would not stop.

Compared to being caught by that monster, the physical pain was easier to endure.

"sorry Sorry……"

The man shed tears in fear, and said to himself while crying, "I'm sorry, everyone."

For his own chance of survival, he locked the door under the mine and left the others there, letting them face the monster. The man knew that they were destined to die, but their death would undoubtedly buy him time.

Cold air flowed in from the mine, and the ground began to become slippery and covered with hard ice. The man staggered and almost fell, but after seeing the light at the entrance of the cave, he burst out with tenacious vitality.

Survival is the instinct of all living things, even the demons who have lost their souls.

He used his hands and feet to grab the sharp ores, his hands became bloody and bloody, and he crawled up in embarrassment. At the same time, a shrill wailing sound came from behind.

The man did not dare to look back. He could imagine that scene. Under the brutal attack of the monster, people's corpses were torn apart and blood flowed all over the ground.

The man had heard many rumors about the monster, but the most frightening thing was that few people could escape from the monster alive.

A few lucky escapees will spread the legend of monsters to others in horror, and after a few days, they will disappear completely. Some people speculate that they left the sheltered rift to avoid monsters. Some people say that anyone who is attacked by monsters Even if the targeted person escapes, he will be caught again and killed.

Perhaps their bodies were lying beneath the thick sea of ​​fog.

Another sharp sound came, stabbing into the man's body like a sharp knife. He stopped thinking about these things and crawled forward in a panic.

The lighting equipment illuminated the dark mine, and the light refracted on the translucent crystal mine, making the light a little stronger. This allowed the man to see his escape route clearly, but then he noticed something in the dim light. Slightly variegated.

A faint green color appeared on the surrounding crystal mines, and then the crystal mines scattered throughout the mines were like countless mirrors, reflecting each other, as if ambient lights were on, and the strange blue and cyan completely covered the mines. In the strange light of the hole, countless crystal mines reflected the monsters that were striding towards them.

Countless monsters are advancing, with countless pairs of blue, ghost-like eyes.

evil spirits.

The man remembered how those people called this monster, the evil spirit that seeks life, the urban legend hidden under the night of Oath City Opos.

The figure of the evil spirit was reflected on the crystal mine. At this moment, the mine turned into a mirror maze. The man could not determine the exact location of the evil spirit, but he knew that he was getting closer and closer to him.

The man's nerves are like tight strings, and as the evil spirit approaches, they become tighter and tighter until they break completely at a certain moment.

"ah!"

The screams of collapse resounded, and just before the man was about to escape from the mine, the sound of breaking through the air quickly approached, and then his ankle hurt, and the cold snake penetrated under his skin and entangled him flesh and blood.

The silver thread extended into the depths of the mine. With a slight exertion at the end, the man was dragged toward the depths of the mine like a prey caught in a spider web.

"The mine has been dug for so many years, but it still hasn't been dug out completely."

A voice sounded in the darkness. He was amazed at this crystal mine, "And there are so many types of ores. It's really strange."

"It is said to be the work of King Solomon, who spent several years exploring the terrain in order to choose a good site for the holy city."

Another voice answered, "It can be said that the Holy City is built on rich mineral veins, and since its establishment, alchemists have been conducting large-scale qualitative changes on these minerals, even becoming diverse."

"In other words, do we make a mistake?"

"So, after the fall of the Holy City, the tearing of the Great Rift directly exposed these mineral veins, which also prompted the birth of these mines... Where do you think the endless supply of materials for the sublimation furnace core comes from?"

"Wow."

While the two were talking, the man was entangled by the silver python and dragged little by little into the depths of darkness. He could feel the evil spirit behind him. In panic, he held his head in his hands and curled up on the spot, his body trembling with pain. Trembling with fear.

"Oh, he's back, hurry up," the voice urged, "I made an appointment with Se Lei to play board games at night."

Another voice sighed, "I thought you could maintain the psychological shadow of that game for a little longer."

A strong big hand grabbed the man, and then roughly turned him over. Almost at the moment he saw the true appearance of the evil spirit, the man burst out with a scream and his bloodshot eyes widened. , whole body twitching uncontrollably.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm scaring him to death. Stop it!"

Palmer screamed strangely. The unlucky man in front of him was about to collapse. At the same time as he collapsed, Palmer also felt a little uncomfortable. The fear spread by the terrifying face also invaded his mind. Fortunately, he and Bo Luogo After being together for a long time, he had begun to get used to it. Passively accustomed.

Bologo stopped the movement of the ether, and the fearful aura exuding from the ferocious mask dissipated, but it did not become ordinary because of this. The sticky grease of the leather and the twisted wires with blood were all there. It speaks of its own ominousness.

The fear in the man's heart eased a bit, his sanity returned a bit, he thought about this almost desperate situation, and then fell into collapse again.

"Stop howling."

Boluogo warned, the silver snake climbed up the man's neck and wrapped it around in circles. As long as Boluogo had a thought, he could completely break the man's neck.

"I want to ask you something."

The silver python lifted the man up, and Boluogo sat on the raised rock beside him.

Boluogo pointed at himself, "Who am I?"

This question made the man a little confused for a moment, even Palmer on the side. What kind of stupid question was this?

"Evil...evil spirit."

The man replied tremblingly. Because of this strange conversation, the evil spirit's cruel temperament in his mind was weakened a bit, and the fear was also dissipated a lot.

"Then besides me, is there another evil spirit?"

Boluogo then asked, "I mean, besides me, is there anyone else chasing you demons?"

What kind of stupid question is this?

Such words flashed through the man's mind. Of course he couldn't say it directly, but he couldn't think of an answer for him.

Is there anyone besides evil spirits who is hunting down demons? There doesn't seem to be one, and even if there is, it's not something that a nobody like a man can know about.

"Look, I'm telling you, these people definitely don't know!" Palmer complained. "Dead people can't talk."

Burlogo sighed. This time, Palmer was right. His interrogation was inefficient and made no progress. Maybe he should adopt another plan.

The man saw Boluogo stand up. From his experience, it was obvious that he was going to die. This is what happens to people who have lost their value. Everyone who lives in the Great Rift understands this.

"I know a lot, I really know a lot. I know all the demons in this area! What do you want to ask?"

Boluogo paused and asked, "Are there many demons in this area?"

The man quickly said, "There are many... There used to be many. These mines are very suitable for hiding, but in the past few months, our number has dropped sharply."

"Why the sharp decline?"

Another stupid question, the man thought.

"Because...because they were all killed by you," the man said with awe, "They were all killed by you, Lord Evil Spirit."

The Great Rift used to be so chaotic, but under the bloody massacre of the evil spirits, the security here has improved a lot. Most of the violent and vicious people have died, and those who are restless can only force themselves to settle down. , living an ignoble existence in the darkness.

The evil spirit is like a hanging sword, hanging above everyone's head.

"Yes, that's the problem," Bologg said with a headache. "I've never been here before."

The man was stunned, "That is to say..."

Boluogo frowned and murmured, "In other words, I didn't kill these demons."