Endless Debt

Life is so wonderful. In an inadvertent moment, two destinies are intertwined. At this terrible moment, in this bloody out-of-control zone.

The Shadow King tried his best to straighten his back, his deep gaze extended from under the mask, and he looked at Boluogo. Both of them fell into a strange calm, as if they were enduring an unknown shock.

Palmer wasn't sure who the mysterious man at the end of the corridor was, but judging from Bologo's reaction, he was definitely not a simple person. He had stored up the ether and was ready to wield the invisible blade at any time.

In a state of high emotional tension, Palmer found that there were some stains in his vision.

He blinked. Not only did the stain not disappear, but it became clearer. It was not an illusion, but something strange that constantly materialized and actually appeared in the material world.

Palmer's pupils shrank, as if he had seen something terrible.

umbilical cord.

A pitch-black umbilical cord covered with sticky tar was fully realized. It grew from Bologo's abdomen and extended under the Shadow King's black robe.

A cold breeze surged in the narrow corridor, causing the umbilical cord to sway slightly. Hot tar dripped in the pool of blood, making a sharp whistling sound, as if strong acid was corroding the ground.

Boluogo opened his mouth, and a suppressed and weird sound came from his throat, as if he was telling a vicious curse.

"Shadow King..."

The moment he saw the other person, Boluogo instinctively guessed the other person's identity, and he was sure that he was not wrong.

"Second seat!"

Boluogo then shouted angrily. Facing the mysterious Shadow King, Boluogo had no fear at all and was not prepared to give in. He decisively raised his resentment and filled his chest with furious ether.

Just when Palmer thought Burlogo was crazy, a voice of extreme reason sounded in his mind.

"Leave me alone and find a way to escape, Palmer!"

Relying on the whistle connection, Boluogo's voice was clearly transmitted into Palmer's mind.

"You...you are really crazy!"

Palmer responded. He guessed what Burlogo was going to do almost at the same moment. This is crazy, but when you calm down and think about it, this is indeed what Burlogo can do.

“To be honest, I hate rules and regulations and I’m tired of red tape.”

Boluogo's own ether reached its peak, like a flash of lightning and a furious beast.

"Whether it is an infiltration operation or everything we have done before, it is to reduce the threat of the King's Shield Guard. Now that the Shadow King has appeared, killing him can still end the dispute."

It may sound like absurd nonsense, but to those who know Bologna well enough, it's in keeping with the style of the experts.

Refuse those roundabout ways and carry out direct and straightforward beheading operations.

Before he could finish his words, Bologo had already shot out like an arrow from a string. The ground he stepped on instantly shattered, and billowing smoke enveloped Palmer.

"It's such a simple and efficient choice... Then what do you do!" Palmer did not leave, "Do you still have to find a way to take you back?"

Palmer knew what Borogo was thinking, and he was going to use the power of the Power Bearer to try to forcibly assassinate the Shadow King.

Before the bloody battle with the Silent Ones began, Palmer might have doubted Borogo's ability, but after seeing the terrifying corrosive power of the Secret Power and the Order of Dominion and its strange absorption, Palmer had no doubts about Borogo's abilities. All Ge You has left is absolute trust.

Of these two forces, one is an armor-piercing blade capable of tearing apart moment souls, and the other is like a hook that plunders souls. Coupled with Boluogo's immortal body, he can truly rely on war to support war. , to circulate blood.

What's more terrifying than a violent maniac approaching a perpetual motion machine?

"I have an evacuation plan ready."

Boluogo's voice was extremely firm. Hearing this answer, Palmer only felt a little dark humor.

What evacuation plan? He is truly an expert. He even talks about escaping so beautifully.

"I'll go find Church, and you can figure out the rest on your own."

Palmer believed in Burlogo, his partner, and the leader of this temporary action team.

There is nothing to question.

The exchange between the two took place in a brief moment, and the violent power was fleeting. When Palmer disappeared into the billowing smoke, Boluogo had already crossed the heavy pool of blood.

When Borogo swung his sword at the Shadow King, not only the blade and the aether obeyed his orders, but also everything in his territory.

Amidst the violent screams, the corridor collapsed completely, as if gravity was reversed. All the rocks smashed towards the Shadow King. The scarlet blood formed into blood spears, like the tips of crazy bamboo shoots, spreading towards the Shadow King's feet in clusters. , the strange snake scale liquid made a comeback, turning into a group of roaring snakes that passed through, bringing up thousands of silver lights.

Under Boluogo's order, all matter launched a desperate charge towards the Shadow King, stretching and twisting into a vortex-like arc.

The resentment bite infinitely reached the Shadow King, but when he was about to cut off his head, several ether reactions rose around Boluogo, and then the roaring ether tore apart the charging wave commanded by Boluogo.

The first is the Silent One, who is the closest to the Shadow King. He relies on the etheric sword to wave a torrent of energy and intercepts Bologo's offensive. The other is the Silver Knight with bright armor who breaks through the rocks.

Another Silver Knight.

Just when Boluogo was curious about how much inventory the third seat had, after the barrier was broken, more silver knights entered the battlefield. This was beyond Boluogo's expectation. He did not expect that the third seat could control it at the same time. Plural alchemy puppets, so why did he do this before? Deliberately numbing yourself?

This was Bologe's mistake, but it was still within the allowable range. No one could predict all the variables on the battlefield, not even Bologe.

The defender's etheric impact came towards him. Boluogo clenched the hilt of his sword with one hand, and then raised his other hand, trying to block the thousands of troops with his thin palm.

Blessing, sucking the soul and usurping the soul.

For those who are lower in level than Bologo, Bologo's secret power and protection can easily break the critical point of the moment soul, and then dominate the opponent's blood ether, causing it to self-destruct.

These are at the same level as Boluogo, and there are also condensers who are higher than Boluogo. Boluogo's secret power and protection have little effect when operating alone, but once they are combined and cooperate with each other, they can be fully exerted. produce unimaginable miraculous effects.

The Secret Power and the Commanding Order try to break through the mutual exclusion of the ethers. At the same time as they break through, Blessing and Soul-Sucking are eating the ethers again, usurping them to carry out this cycle of aggression.

As long as Bologo masters it skillfully enough, even the defenders will be affected to a certain extent.

Like now!

The fatal ether impact completely hit Boluogo, and the iron armor made of snake scale fluid covering his body instantly shattered. The iron slag cut Boluogo's body, and the ether tore open layers of skin.

Large amounts of blood rose up, but before they hit the ground, they were all controlled by Boluogo. The blood did not flow back into the body, but evenly covered the body surface, forming a layer of blood. Scarlet armor.

As long as a wound is exposed, the blood flowing out will condense into armor in an instant. While defending, it will also stop the bleeding of Boluogo's wound and reduce the pressure on the immortal body.

For the condenser, ether is nurtured in the body, and the blood that has been in contact with it for a long time will be a perfect ether conductor. Controlling this blood is like controlling oneself and commanding one's own limbs.

Resentful Bite roughly split open the obstructing ether flow, and the blade completely dropped. It would take a few moments to raise the sword again to attack, but in this fatal assassination, a few moments were long enough.

For this reason, Boluogo held up a bloody sharp blade.

The collapsed ether was absorbed and usurped by Boluogo. With the dual cooperation of secret energy and protection, Boluogo was able to resolve the opponent's ether attack to a certain extent and convert it into his own ether.

The crazier the battle, the stronger Boluogo becomes. Relying on his immortal body, he continues the eternal holy war.

"Behead!"

Boluogo shouted, and the blood blade slashed at high speed, drawing a thin blood line.

The Shadow King's body trembled slightly, the silver mask cracked in half, the blood blade broke, and the scattered blood entangled in mid-air, turning into slender blood spears.

As the authority bearer who controls the school of thought, all materials in Boluogo's domain are at his mercy. As for wielding the sword... he just likes the pleasure of wielding it.

The blood spear twisted and penetrated the Shadow King's body accurately. The powerful momentum made him retreat continuously until the end of the spearhead was submerged in the wall.

The furious ether impact completely covered Boluogo, and the defenders' power was intertwined, turning the place into ruins in an instant.

Amidst the roaring collapse, the ground was pierced layer by layer until the billowing smoke and dust fell back into the stone hall.

Tens of seconds later, Boluogo stood up staggeringly from the ruins. The blood returned to his body and his wounds healed. Even though he had become a power-bearer, carrying such a powerful force, he was under siege by the defenders. , Boluogo died once.

It's okay, it's worth it.

Boluogo looked forward, and another figure appeared in the smoke. A scarlet spear penetrated his chest. Silver-white snakes crawled all over his body, and the delicate snake scales glowed with red color.

The Shadow King slowly raised his head, his terrifying appearance covered by a layer of haze. He raised his hand and broke the bloody spear on his chest.

The power of glory that far surpassed the defenders appeared in him.

The ascending power that could not be refused rose from the ground. Whether it was a blood spear or a silver snake, they were easily crushed and rejected under the pressure of the Shadow King's skyrocketing ether.

Like the incarnation of the storm, he cleared away the obstacles in an instant. The strong roaring wind pressed Boluogo's head tightly, trying to make him kneel down, but Boluogo stubbornly raised his head and stared directly at the withered and shriveled body. face.

The true appearance of the Shadow King surprised Boluogo. He was too old and decayed, like a corpse that had been rotting for an unknown number of years, as if a little external force could kill him.

But in this body full of death, there is still a trace of vitality that cannot be cut off. Even if Bologo's blood spear penetrates his chest, it still cannot harm him at all.

Suddenly, Boluogo had a subtle illusion, and he realized why he couldn't hurt the Shadow King.

This is not just a difference in rank, but... it's that you can't hurt a person who is already dead.

The Shadow King is just a living corpse.

This may sound strange, but Bologger instinctively realized that this was a real possibility.

The power of the Glorious One was fleeting, and the furious ether calmed down, and the entire battlefield fell into silence. Like an illusion, after neutralizing Boluogo's offensive, the Shadow King did not continue the attack. Instead, he used his deep and dark eyes to Staring at Borogo.

Boluogo held his breath. He could feel the gazes from all around. The Silent One, the Third Seat... Not only did he face the Shadow King, the mysterious Glory One, but there were also two defenders guarding the side.

Sure enough, he was right to let Palmer leave first. If he stayed here, he would only be torn into pieces by the violent force, while he could rely on his immortality to look for opportunities.

"Do you want to continue?"

A hoarse voice sounded from the front, and the Shadow King seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. His straight body sagged slightly, and his face was once again covered by shadows.

He picked up a sword blade with his dry palm. The sword was completely wrapped in a dark scabbard, as if it had not shown its edge for many years, and there were faint rust marks on the metal surface. It's more of a crutch than a weapon.

Boluogo took a deep breath. He noticed the subtlety of the situation. The Silent One and the Third Seat both stopped their offensive and surrounded him to monitor his movements.

He was sure that if he made the slightest move, the etheric sword would chop down his body mercilessly.

Boluogo asked confused, "What is this? Negotiation?"

The ground began to squirm, and the Silent One and the Third Seat became nervous. The ether surged and made a sound like electricity, but this time no attack came. Boluogo leaned back, and the stone throne rose from the ground. Caught Boluogo firmly.

With his tired body stretched out in his seat, Boluogo casually laid his resentment aside and looked at the Shadow King expressionlessly.

After a simple contact, Boluogo noticed the state of the Shadow King. He was similar to Lebius, with soul scars on his body, but the difference was that the Shadow King's soul scars were much more serious than Lebius. From his It can be seen from the withered appearance that the stacked injuries almost killed a Glorious One.

Therefore, although the power of the Shadow King Glory is terrifying, it can only last for a short moment. The broken alchemy matrix cannot support him to continue fighting. In contrast, if the Silent One and the Third Seat are not standing by, With Boluogo's ability, he really has a chance to assassinate the Shadow King.

The Shadow King slowly said, "Negotiation? No, we have nothing to negotiate."

Boluogo raised his hand, and the ground behind the Shadow King began to squirm, and another throne rose from the ground. The Shadow King did not hesitate, he did not even look back, and sat down without any precautions.

The two of them were like two kings facing each other on a chessboard, separated at opposite ends of the stone hall, with bleeding corpses lying between them.

"You... second seat," Boluogo thought, "If you don't plan to negotiate, then what do you want to do? It's not that you want to talk to me, right?"

Boluogo had made a mess of the Mist Abyss Fortress, and he didn't think the Shadow King would let him go so easily.

"I just want to see you in person, Borogo Lazarus," the Shadow King's voice was very soft and without any emotion, "I have been looking forward to this day for a long time."

"That sounds really scary."

Boluogo felt that there should be nothing involved between him and the Shadow King.

Just when Bologo had this idea, the sound of corrosion was heard, and the dark umbilical cord completely condensed into reality at this moment. It connected Bologg and the Shadow King, like intestines flowing out of the belly. , drooping in the pile of corpses in the middle.

Borrogo asked, "What the hell is this?"

"The entanglement of fate."

"You and me? This is the first time we have met."

"But before you and I met, we were intertwined... through the devil's devices."

The Shadow King paused for a moment. He was well aware of the terror of the devil, and he could not change the script that was destined. However, the Shadow King could not convince himself to just give up resistance and let the devil play with him.

He wants revenge on the devil...in the devil's best way.

The Shadow King said directly, "Don't believe Leviathan's words."

Boluogo was stunned.

This is the first operation of the temporary action group. In the eyes of others, it is just a simple infiltration operation, but when Boluogo executes it, what will it all become?

First, there was a surprise attack by the Silver Knight, and then the separation between the team members. Boluogo fought bloody battles with the Silent Ones until he came face to face with the Shadow King.

Boluogo had made all kinds of psychological preparations, but no matter what, he never expected that the Shadow King would say such things to him.

The Shadow King knew about Leviathan, and even said that he knew that he was Leviathan's debtor...the chosen one.

At this time, he looked at the dark umbilical cord dripping with tar, the Shadow King's alchemical matrix covered with soul scars, the power of protection and soul-sucking... A terrible thought arose in Boluogo's mind.

"It was you..." Boluogo murmured, "It was you who killed those demons... another evil spirit."

"I need a soul to maintain my existence," the Shadow King said with great regret, "just like those demons."

"No, how is this possible?"

Boluogo couldn't believe it. This was no longer a coincidence, but a chaotic and overlapping conspiracy.

"Do you need me to prove it to you?"

In the shadows, Boluogo could feel the Shadow King's sight, and the evil power slowly squirmed in the darkness, growing and sprouting silently.

Boluogo saw countless blue light spots rising slowly from the corpse. They were like countless flying fireflies, and the gathered light illuminated the darkness of the stone hall.

The Silent One and the Third Seat remained unmoved. It was as if they could not see these glimmers of light. This was a strange sight that belonged exclusively to Boluogo and the Shadow King.

The Shadow King stretched out his hand to catch a ray of light, and the light blended into his body, soothing the pain in his soul.

Bologo's face was ashen. This scene was all too familiar to him. The Shadow King was taking the initiative to usurp the pure power of ether from these corpses, and this was the power of protection and soul-sucking.

Just as Bologg suspected at the beginning, the astronaut never said that Bologg belonged to him alone. Now Bologg has seen another person related to him, and this person is actually the Shadow King.

What exactly do astronauts do?

"Brogo, I will not kill you, nor will I imprison you," the Shadow King said in a low voice, "I know I can't do it."

Boluogo is the chosen astronaut and the protagonist of this magnificent epic. Any action that directly interferes with the script will be retaliated by Leviathan. The Shadow King still needs his power for the time being to help him regain Xilin's body. .

The Shadow King will not directly interfere with Boluo Ge, but will use the method that the devils are best at.

——Gently pushed Boluogo.

"Bologo, Leviathan is not trustworthy. Both you and I are just part of his conspiracy, an insignificant pawn."

Shadow King said in a shocked voice.

"I know he can't be trusted...then can you?"

Bologg remained calm. He had doubts about the astronauts early on, and seemed to reprimand the Shadow King. But Bologg knew that the Shadow King had succeeded. When the Shadow King showed the same protection as himself, Bologg Luo Ge's vigilance against astronauts has increased several times again.

"No one can be trusted."

Bologg whispered, and he found himself trapped in a strange chain of suspicion. In this circular chain that was like a dead knot, Bologg could only believe in himself.

"Boluogo, haven't you ever been curious? Don't you feel that your life is a coincidence, as if someone is operating secretly?"

The Shadow King's voice softened, "I have witnessed Xilin's growth with my own eyes."

The second seat said sternly, "I also witnessed with my own eyes that you took away everything from him."

A chill ran down Boluogo's back, and he laughed to himself.

"You can hide it from everyone, but you can't hide it from me. I have seen this kind of power."

Without any warning, as if feeling a crisis, Boluogo aroused his power almost instinctively, and the alchemical matrix spread and grew on the surface of his body, shining brightly.

Looking at that familiar light, the second seat said fondly.

"Power from Cylinder."

Across time and space, the second seat once again saw this beautiful glow...

From Bologo's body.