Endless Debt

The field of vision went dark, but Boluogo's appearance was forever frozen in the eyes of the third seat, like the projection of evil in the world. The third seat only had endless anger and hatred for that face.

"Thieves, robbers, deceivers..."

The third seat rarely lost control of his emotions and called Boluogo with all kinds of vicious words.

After being furious, the third seat quickly calmed down. His breathing seemed a bit heavy and rough. The third seat stood up from the darkness. The dim scene became brighter. The round bottom of the glass came into view. The Shadow King appeared in Within the sight of the third seat.

"I found the infiltrators," said the third seat. "It's Borogo Lazarus. He has been promoted to the power bearer."

When mentioning the power bearer, the third seat felt a little panic. The last time he fought against Boluogo, he was just a condenser. Now he is a power bearer. This terrifying growth rate makes him feel even more... disturbed.

"This is a good opportunity," the third seat suggested. "Use the Mist Abyss Fortress as a cage to imprison and attack Bologo."

After saying these words, the third seat felt that his blood was boiling, and there was unbearable excitement in his tone.

"Yes, that's it. As long as we control him, no matter what the devil wants to do, he can't do it, and we can also use Bologo as a bargaining chip."

The third seat looked at the silent Shadow King with fiery eyes and continued, "Even... even said to use his body."

This sentence attracted the attention of the Shadow King. He raised his head slightly, but there was still darkness under the mask, making it difficult to see where his eyes were.

His cold eyes swept over the third seat's body. The third seat's mood cooled down a few degrees and he said in a calm voice, "We can't let this opportunity go."

After a long silence, the Shadow King let out a helpless sigh.

"Do you think humans can resist fate?"

The Shadow King asked a question that had nothing to do with the conversation.

The third seat said loudly without any hesitation, "Yes, we can do it!"

The Shadow King nodded and did not deny the third seat's words. He continued to express his thoughts, "I used to think so too. After all, I have experienced so many sufferings and defeated them... I am only one step away from victory. ”

"We can keep going, we are almost successful," said the third seat, "returning to the world."

Seeing the excitement on the third seat, the Shadow King's hoarse laughter was laced with a bit of bitterness, "Then I was thinking, could my resistance be part of my destiny? Is it part of the conspiracy?"

The third seat put away his emotions and listened quietly to the Shadow King's words.

"Yes, does the matter of resisting fate itself also come from another bigger and more magnificent fate?"

The third seat didn't know how to answer.

"That devil, Leviathan, that's how he feels to me."

The Shadow King explained his inner thoughts to the third seat. Regarding Leviathan, the Shadow King had a lot of suspicions early on, but he has always been a taciturn person. This is one of the few moments when he confides in others.

"Sometimes I feel like everything in this world is just a movie."

"Movie?"

The third seat has only heard about the movie. It is difficult for such new things to arouse the third seat's interest. All his energy is focused on the management of the king's shield guard.

"This world is a movie, and everyone is a character in the movie. Our destiny has been determined long before the movie started. No one can change his destiny... Maybe someone can, like me, notice When we are just a character in a movie, we want to change our story, from a supporting role to a protagonist, and we will work hard until...

Until he, the devil, noticed him. "

The Shadow King exclaimed, it is not easy to realize such a fact, and it is difficult to regain peace of mind when thinking of such a fact.

"The devil is like the director of this movie. In order for the movie to present the final result he wants, he will not allow anyone to interfere with the filming."

The Shadow King gave an example, "For example, if he needs me to get Xilin's body back, then I will definitely be able to get it. No matter what twists and turns there are in the process, like a fate bound by fate, the body will always return to my hands... …That's it."

The third seat fell into silence. He began to understand why the Shadow King was so confident in taking back Xilin's body. Because it was Leviathan's will, the Shadow King would definitely succeed, no matter what.

Similarly, as the chosen one of Leviathan, Bologo will not fall here no matter what. Even if the Shadow King takes action himself, he will not be able to keep him.

After all, there is no such plot in the movie's script.

The third seat murmured, "This sounds terrible..."

The Shadow King whispered, "Everything is just a grand movement. Unfortunately, I don't know whether this will be the last reverberation of the movement."

Just when the third seat felt that the Shadow King was going to give up hunting Boluogo, the Shadow King changed his words.

"The Silent One is already on his way to find Bologo."

"What?"

The third seat was stunned for a moment. The Shadow King's words just now were full of surrender to fate, but he made the exact opposite move.

To this, the Shadow King just replied very plainly, "I know my fate, but to this day, I still can't accept it."

"More importantly, I guess Bologo thinks so too."

The Shadow King did not say these words, but muttered them in his heart. He lowered his head and saw a faint black umbilical cord appearing on his abdomen. It continued to extend and penetrated into the deep darkness.

The Shadow King could guess what would be on the other end of the umbilical cord, and he was vaguely looking forward to that scene.

…

The high-pitched ether surges and roaring vibrations interrupted Church's actions. He hid in the shadows. It was not until the ether reactions in the distance gradually subsided that he slowly walked out of the shadows and found himself in the empty corridor.

Something happened.

Church looked towards the direction where the ether wave was coming, with a bit more worry in his eyes. The infiltration operation eventually turned into an encounter.

He did not hesitate for too long. Church believed in Bologo's personal ability. As the most powerful power bearer among them, Bologo would not disappoint.

Church should focus on the current work and complete his infiltration operation.

Taking a deep breath and awakening the power hidden in his body, Church's clothes began to change, turning into pure darkness, almost blending into the darkness. His face also slowly distorted until it turned into another appearance.

The corner of his vision swept across the corner of the shadows, where a corpse that had long since cooled down was lying upside down. Its face was scratched with a knife, making it difficult to distinguish his original appearance.

"Sorry, let me borrow your identity."

Church whispered to the corpse, stepping out of the darkness, a glimmer of light rising in his eyes, and then Church's sense of presence decreased rapidly, as if he was completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

Walking into the dark corridor, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps at the end of the corridor. Church leaned against the wall of the corridor, and then he saw the enemy running from the corridor.

They were a group of ordinary people. They seemed to be mercenaries contracted by the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. They carried a large amount of alchemical weapons. Church suppressed his breathing. These mercenaries passed him by as if they had not seen Church.

One mercenary seemed to notice something strange. He stopped and turned his head to look at the corridor. He saw nothing, just a blur of darkness. The only thing worth noting was that somewhere in the corridor, there was a Zhang Gujiu's paintings, in his impression, there were no paintings here.

The mercenary did not doubt it for too long. He just thought that he was too nervous and caused an abnormality. He turned around and continued running to keep up with the team.

After a few seconds, the "painting" in his eyes began to move, and Church walked quickly towards the other end of the corridor.

One of Church's eyes was dim, while the other shimmered, releasing strange power, completely sheltering Church's existence.

The weird secret power not only caused Church's sense of existence to decrease rapidly, but also distorted others' perceptions of Church, actively ignoring Church's existence and treating him as another common object that blended into the environment.

They are obviously in the same world, but they are out of reach, as if they are isolated in two parallel time and spaces. This is Qiu Qi's true secret power.

Become a ghost, become a ghost, become an unknown bystander.

Church strode toward the depths of darkness.