Endless Debt

"Is this the Mist Abyss Fortress?" Church raised his head, "A fortress embedded in the ground and completely integrated with the Great Rift."

“Are these people fortifying these forts?”

Kemp raised a question, but it was a pity that no one here could answer this question. Although everyone was a well-informed and professional field staff, no one majored in civil engineering in college, so they really couldn't understand this.

"Compared with these, we have confirmed the existence of Mist Abyss Fortress. What next? Escort Church in and explore the information?"

Palmer looked at the heavily defended fortress and sighed at the existence of this huge creation. It was like a malignant sore buried underground. Under the protection of the tyrant, it had been hiding for so long. Then his eyes were locked on On those vigilant silent ones.

"Do you want to take care of those sentries first?" Palmer drew out the Storm Feather, "I can take care of them."

Relying on Storm Feather's ultra-long-range strike and his own ether shielding, Palmer can completely hide Storm Feather in the thick fog and deal with these silent ones silently.

"No, you must not attack the Silent One."

Borogo vetoed the suggestion, and then told the others what he knew about the Silent Ones.

"Their senses are shared with each other. One of the speechless people noticed something strange, and all the remaining speechless people will notice the abnormality."

Boluogo continued, "The most important thing is that once there are too many casualties, the rank of the Silent Ones will rise..."

Others did not understand what Boluogo said. After a pause, Boluogo organized his language and explained.

"They seem to share the same source of power. The more there are, the less the power is shared. On the contrary, once the Silent Ones die on a large scale, or even when there is only one person left, his rank will easily reach the guardian level. The rank of those who build the base, and even those who touch the glory.”

Palmer remembered that during the first negotiation, Burlogo entered the building alone. After the battle, he fell into a coma.

He asked, "Is this what happened to you then?"

Bologo affirmed, "Yes, when I got to the last man, the etheric strength of the Silent One climbed to that of the Keeper."

Basekeeper.

The breaths of several people were stagnant. In the extraordinary world, those who condense and pray account for the vast majority of the base. Those who bear power are the backbone who stand on the base. The defenders and those of glory can already be regarded as Ceiling level combat power.

Borogo faced a base keeper.

Soon, the others realized one thing. They were also present during the first negotiation, but Bologo was the only one who walked out of the closed building, and the Defender-level Silent Man was not among them. .

Is he dead? Killed by Bologo?

Kemp also noticed this. He wanted to ask Bologg what happened in the closed building. Could it be that Bologg killed a defender with the power of a believer?

Burlogo interrupted Kemp's thoughts and said, "This operation is more complicated than we expected. We have to find another way to infiltrate."

"Can you control a road?" Hart suggested, "Just like those miners, carve a road out of the rock to reach the interior of the Mist Abyss Fortress."

Kemp rejected Hart's proposal, "No matter how shielded it is by the ether, there is still a possibility of being discovered, not to mention that the Mist Abyss Fortress must be shrouded in a virtual domain. Once the warning of the virtual domain is triggered, we will also be besieged. .”

After a moment of silence, Bologo said, "No... I can try."

He seemed confident, "I might be able to carve a way."

Several people in the discussion stopped, and Kemp's voice was incredible, "Are you sure?"

Boluogo said, "I'm sure it would be fine as long as the virtual realm in the Mist Abyss Fortress is not as complicated as the cultivation room."

"Kenshi?"

Palmer's voice was a little higher. He always noticed things that ordinary people couldn't notice.

He lowered his voice, "What did you do to Kenshi?"

"You don't want to know."

Boluogo shook his head. If the Kenshi had consciousness and memory, it must be annoyed with him.

Relying on his secret ability to control the school, Boluo Ge is fully capable of digging a secret passage to sneak in and escort Church in. As for the defense of the virtual realm? Boluogo can penetrate defenses and even turn part of the virtual realm into his own.

If Xilin is a well-deserved overlord, relying on his power to make everyone kneel before him, then Boluogo is an out-and-out plunderer. With his infinitely narrow tendency, he will seize all the precious things of his enemies. Walk.

Evacuate and find another way.

Everyone in the temporary action group is a believer except for Bologo, who is the one with the power. Judging from the overall strength of the action group, they are already considered an elite team, not to mention that Bologo is still there.

A faint blue light rose in the palm of Boluogo's hand. He pressed his palm on the cold rock. After a brief pause, the huge rock wall in front of him fell into pieces, opening up a path in front of Boluogo. .

Boluogo stepped forward, and the tunnel gradually deepened. The excess rocks dug out were transferred to the outside and became sharp spikes on the rock wall.

The control of the Secret Energy and Commanding Order is very precise. There is no noise except for slight vibrations. Coupled with Boluogo's own ether shielding, he silently opened a tunnel tens of meters deep.

Hart, Kemp, and Shelley, three people from the sixth group were guarding the entrance to prevent anyone from discovering the strangeness here. Once they were attacked from both sides, their situation would be very passive.

Burlogo and Palmer escorted Church as they continued deeper into the rock mass.

"Your secret power is really useful," Palmer's voice rang in Boluogo's mind. Ever since they entered the rock mass, they began to use whistle calls. He suggested, "Have you considered going over there to serve as a shield?" Agency, can you help dig the subway?"

Boluogo replied coldly, "According to regulations, there must be a gap between the extraordinary and the mortal."

Extraordinary power can not only be used in mutually destructive wars, but when used appropriately, it will become a productive force that revolutionizes the world. However, no one knows what kind of chaos such innovation will bring, let alone the instability of the devil. The presence.

All along, whether it is the Rhine League or the Kogadel Empire, or even all the forces related to the supernatural, everyone has silently observed the isolation between the supernatural and the mortal world.

Mortal matters will be solved by the mortal world, and extraordinary matters will be destroyed by the extraordinary.

Boluogo felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He knew that regulations were meant to be torn down. No one knew how long this tacit understanding could last. Moreover, the extraordinary conflicts in recent years have increasingly blurred the boundaries between the two. In addition, As the ether concentration rises, it is expected that a dark age of extreme chaos is just around the corner.

Stopping this instinctive internal friction, Boluogo focused on the matter in front of him. It is an extremely troublesome thing to dig into rocks with mortal power. As the excavation deepens, the composition of the rock mass is also changing, but this cannot hinder Bologo.

"Church, are you hiding something from us?"

Burlogo's voice rang in Church's mind. Without the Heart Network, the whistle communicated one-on-one, and Palmer was unaware of the secret conversation between the two.

Church said, "What do you mean?"

"I know your secret power. You can change your face and body to sneak into the enemy, but this kind of power is a bit too weak."

Boluogo continued, "As long as you have enough sophisticated alchemy weapons... no, even with certain makeup skills, you can do this."

"so what?"

"So, just based on your secret power, your infiltration methods are very low-level and risky, but you are so valued."

Boluogo recalled his experience in Fengyuan Highland. Looking at it now, it seemed that Boluogo had dominated the development of the entire incident in these two incidents, but in fact Church was the real protagonist, and he carried out the hidden mission. Real command beneath the surface.

"Why? Church, why are you given such an important responsibility?"

Cyan eyes swept over Qiu Qi's face, which was an unfamiliar face.

"Is it just because of the faceless man's power?"

Church's face was expressionless, and the whistle brought a voice, "Sorry, I can't reveal too much."

"You don't want to reveal it because you are deceiving us?"

"Why do you think so?"

"It's just a simple deduction. Just changing your face and appearance is not enough to shoulder such a heavy responsibility," Bologo said. "You must have other powers that are unknown to others. Even Pal Mo doesn’t know the power, right?”

"Maybe," Church said extremely calmly, "So... team leader, are you starting to question your team members?"

"No, I didn't question you, I was just curious."

Boluogo's voice softened, and he continued, "Have I mentioned it to you? Church, I have always thought you are a very weird person."

"What's weird."

"You're too mysterious and not real enough."

Boluogo dug into the rock, and the excavated waste was submerged into the wall and precipitated on the surface of the rock mass, like crystals with sharp edges.

"No one knows your true appearance, and no one knows your past... We know too little about you. Even because of the special nature of your intelligence personnel, I sometimes doubt that the name Church is... Is it also a disguise?"

"No, the name Church is real."

"I needed something real," Church said.

"You have been hiding under the disguise for so long that you are afraid of showing your true side?" Bologo then asked, "Like Afia?"

Church said, "Team leader, I don't think it's necessary to talk about these personal matters during working hours."

"Sorry, I just wanted to test you. After all, I am very curious about you and what is special about you."

"It makes no sense."

"Why?"

Church paused for a moment. In the dark tunnel, there were only pairs of dim, shimmering pupils. Under the etheric cover, the etheric reactions of the three people were compressed to the limit.

Church said, "Because you're going to forget."

Burlogo keenly captured the key message in Church's words, "I guess that's not a 'description' but a fact, right?"

"I guess so."

"All right."

Boluogo did not continue to question Church. Since Church showed strong resistance, there was no need to hold on to his privacy. Boluogo was just curious and wanted to kill some time in this boring time.

The deathly silent advancement continued for a while, and Boluogo stopped when he touched something.

Boluogo whispered, "We're here."

The spreading ether encountered resistance. Bologo's first miner was very successful. He touched the area protected by the virtual domain. Without arousing the virtual domain's vigilance, Bologo deployed his secret energy and began to attack the virtual domain. penetration.

The slender light track extended from Boluogo's palm until Boluogo's alchemical matrix extended and covered the virtual domain of Mist Abyss Fortress.

There is a huge difference between Boluogo's control and conventional control. Others use ether to control matter, while Boluogo expands the alchemical matrix and covers it on the matter that needs to be controlled. They become part of their own body and can then be manipulated.

The same is true for the Secret Power and the Edict of Dominance. When Bologo activates the Secret Power, his alchemical matrix will invisibly expand outwards, enveloping Bologg's ether, like mist, filling the entire area covered by the Secret Power. Inside.

Boluogo concentrated on infiltrating the virtual realm. As he thought, not all virtual realms are as powerful as the Kenshi. Although it was a bit difficult, Boluogo still skillfully carved out the layers of defense. A gap expanded, opening a passable door in the virtual defense line of Wuyuan Fortress.

"Okay, it's your turn to perform, Church."

Boluoge stepped aside, and under his control, a stone door slowly opened, revealing the deep and dark Mist Abyss Fortress within easy reach.

…

At the entrance of the tunnel, the three Harts were guarding here. Their auras were suppressed extremely low, as if they no longer existed. They were alert to the thick fog rolling around to avoid any possibility of accidents.

Hart was carrying the big shield, and Kemp kept his hand on the hilt of the knife. As for Shelley, she closed her eyes tightly, and her etheric perception spread around like a tide.

This place is located on the bottom floor of Wandering Fork Road. There are abandoned and rotten buildings everywhere due to the fog. The fog is so thick that water droplets can almost precipitate, and the range visible to the naked eye does not exceed five meters.

Under this situation, Shelley could only use his etheric perception as much as possible, like a radar, to monitor the surrounding movements.

In the silence, Hart moved his neck and glanced at Kemp and Shelley from the corner of his eyes. The three of them were all from the sixth group, and they were all at the level of believers, but in comparison, Kemp and Shelley were both The newcomer, Hart, who has been in the business longer, is the leader of the three.

"Something didn't look right with you from the start, what happened, Kemp."

In the long silence, Hart's voice suddenly sounded in Kemp's mind.

Kemp was stunned for a moment and then explained, "Nothing."

"Is it really nothing?" Hart asked again, "There is something wrong with the way you look at Boluogo. Is there some conflict? Maybe I can help you mediate."

Hart didn't like his current job, such as investigation work, but he still liked the old job of Group 6, suppressing riots on the frontal battlefield.

This operation does not require any conflict, as long as Church is sent to the Mist Abyss Fortress, Hart seems not so vigilant for this reason. Maybe this is the calmness of veterans.

"Don't lie. Boluogo may not have noticed, but I have seen it. The way you look at him sometimes is as if you want to eat him."

Hart and Kemp started chatting. The silence in the thick fog was a little too unbearable. Chatting with Kemp was helpful in relieving the pressure.

After Kemp was silent for a long time, he said slowly, "I'm a little jealous of him."

"Oh?" Hart asked, "What are you jealous of?"

Kemp worked hard to overcome his psychological barriers and express all his emotions. In the sixth group, Hart is very popular. His furry appearance may seem menacing, but once you become familiar with it, it is easy for people to let down their guard. , and more importantly, Hart is also good at listening. When Kemp first joined the job, he was led by Hart.

"I...I don't know if this is jealousy...I'm a very competitive person," Kemp said. "I can't help but compare myself to other people."

Kemp said vaguely, "Honor and merit, that kind of thing...probably."

"You took Bologo as a comparison object?"

Hart understood Kemp's troubles and was surprised.

Kemp simply confessed, “Yeah.”

Hart shook his head, "Then you chose the wrong person."

"I have discovered...haven't you compared yourself with him?" Kemp said, "We are all field staff, don't you want to do better than him?"

"I've thought about it. If I don't compare myself, it's impossible." Hart also confessed his thoughts. "It's just that unlike you, I'm not that competitive. I'm aware of the huge After the gap, I gave up.”

"Can you bear it?" Kemp asked, "The voice in your heart keeps ringing, urging you."

“I didn’t have that voice inside me, and I might have, but it quickly became numb.”

Hart paused and persuaded, "Kemp, there is no need to compare. Comparison will make many things boring."

"Even if you want to be comparable to Bologg, no matter what, there will always be someone more powerful than Bologg. If we talk about the achievements of the Bureau of Order, then I don't think anyone can compare with any director.

If we magnify this comparison to the whole world and the history of mankind, from my perspective, no one can compare to King Solomon. "

Hart moved his eyes to Kemp's face. Kemp was wearing a mask, and Hart couldn't see his expression clearly.

"In this case, do you still want to continue the so-called comparison? Or are you falling into absolute despair when you realize that you can't catch up?"

Kemp fell silent. The reason why he compared Boluogo was because Boluogo was the person closest to him. He also understood that if he surpassed Boluogo, the next one would appear. , causing him anxiety and jealousy.

Just as Kemp was weighed down by his thoughts, Hart spoke again.

"I think anxiety and jealousy are actually a good thing."

Kemp thought he heard wrong, "What?"

"Anxiety and jealousy will become the driving force for you to move forward and climb to the top, not like me," Hart said without hesitation. "To be honest, I think it is not bad to be a believer until retirement. Now I’m already so exhausted. If I’m promoted to a person with authority in a few years, I might have to fight against some kind of lunatic.”

"Of course, when anxiety and jealousy are out of control, they can turn into wildfire and eat away at you."

"I can't help you with that," Hart said. "You just have to take control of yourself and use those negative emotions instead of letting them come back to you."

Kemp and Hart looked at each other for a long time. He thanked this senior for his help, and the twisted and deformed mentality in his heart was relieved to a certain extent. It was like a ball of yarn entangled together, closely connected. The lines finally relaxed a bit.

But before Kemp could enjoy this tranquility too much, violent vibrations came from the rock mass behind him, and then fierce gusts of wind surged out of the tunnel, like a monster screaming.

"Prepare for battle!"

Hart said loudly.

Kemp pulled out the blade, and Shelley also released the etheric perception. The vibration came from the Mist Abyss Fortress at the end of the tunnel, which was not within the range of Shelley's perception, and she didn't know what happened.

Before a few people could take action, rounds of ether shocks came from the tunnel. Kemp was about to rush into the tunnel, but Hart stopped him. Then the earth shook and the tunnel collapsed step by step. , the weight of thousands of tons crushed everything in its path.

Kemp stood at the entrance of the ruins and was frightened for a while. Without Hart's interception, he would have been buried in the ruins.

His mind went blank, and Kemp looked at Hart. Now that they were too far away from Boluogo, the whistle had been difficult to contact, and the two groups had completely lost contact.

"Walk!"

Hart patted Kemp on the shoulder. They were not planning to retreat, but were running directly towards the route they had just taken, towards the Mist Abyss Fortress.