Endless Debt

Today was a busy day... To be precise, it was very busy at this time. It was so busy that Morrison once felt that he would die suddenly on the job before the Order Bureau could attack.

The crazy battle was still going on. Listening to the approaching roar and the bursts of etheric fluctuations, Morrison speculated that the offensive of the fourth seat should have arrived outside the Mist Abyss Fortress, but he did not expect that someone would sneak in first. .

That's bad news, the good news is there are only two of them.

"Morrison!"

Along with Palmer's roar, alchemical warheads came out one after another, chasing Morrison's figure.

As a person with power, Morrison would naturally not be hit by this simple gunshot. He dodged all the alchemy bullets with a few moves, but at the same time, a strange idea arose in his mind.

"Do I know you?" Morrison yelled angrily.

Who is this guy? How does he know his name? Also, why are his words filled with anger towards himself?

The debut of Borrogo and Palmer caught Morrison off guard, as did everyone else in the court. Palmer was dominated by anger, but Borrogo would not be as unprofessional as him. He had already taken advantage of the others' confusion and rushed forward several meters away.

The fierce murderous aura stung everyone present, and only then did they turn their attention from Palmer to Bologo, who was traveling at high speed.

Like a raging bull advancing.

Intensive gunshots rang out, and several nearby soldiers immediately pulled the triggers. The bullets grazed the edge of Boluogo's body. Then his steps suddenly stopped, his muscles tensed and gained momentum, and he let out a loud howl. The resentful bite was thrown like thunder, accurately penetrating the soldier's body and embedded in the wall behind him.

Boluoge pulled the chain hard, and his resentment bite was like an infinitely extending whip blade, shattering the wall and mowing down a large number of enemies in an instant.

The disturbing sound of gunfire stopped abruptly, countless bodies were broken in mid-air, blood turned into mist, and scarlet droplets splashed on Morrison's face, bringing a warm touch.

The blood awakened Morrison's mind and made him realize that this was not a ridiculous farce, but a fight close at hand.

"Fight back!"

Morrison roared, and pulled out the lock sword from his waist. The power of the power bearer was unleashed without reservation. Similarly, Boluogo also fully demonstrated his own power, and the high-pitched ether collided with each other. together.

As the two powerful ether currents rub and confront each other, more ether reactions rise. In addition to Morrison, there are many shield guards gathered here. Most of them are believers and condensers, responsible for The only person in power is Morrison. The other power-bearers in the King's Shield Guard were mobilized to the frontal battlefield.

Boluogo gave Morrison an infinite sense of crisis. He had experienced countless life and death fights, but this was the first time he felt such a strong killing intention, as if he was facing the concept of death in the human world. materialized entity.

Without a moment's hesitation, Morrison decisively activated his secret power. Under the glow of the alchemical matrix, a heartbreaking pain came from his back, as if a sharp blade was cutting into his flesh, but this pain was short-lived. , and after a fleeting moment, a limb suddenly grew out from Morrison's back, with magnificent wings spread out on its bloody wings.

Secret Energy·Light-Forged Feather

The wings shimmer with golden light and are made of thousands of soft and smooth feathers. The feathers are transparent and semi-solid and look like they are made of light. When they are gently flapped, they bring powerful lift, making Morrison rose into the air.

"Is it the School of Ascension?" Bologo analyzed, "Or is it the School of Illusion?"

He was too lazy to think so much, raised his head, and was about to throw the hand axe, when the light feathers flashed, and a dazzling glare erupted from Morrison's light feathers.

Morrison reminded the others, "Close your eyes!"

The next moment, as if looking directly at the sun, strong light penetrated into Boluogo's eyes. Boluogo instinctively closed his eyes, but he could still feel the ruthless light passing through his eyelids and reaching deep into his eyeballs. It seemed as if all the senses were melted, and a strong sense of dizziness followed, as if I was in a snowstorm, and my eyes were completely white, with nothing but sunlight.

The whole space was filled with daylight. Others were not directly exposed to the light, and their vision was not affected much. However, Bologe, who was directly exposed to the light, could not help but instinctively shed a few tears amidst the painful stimulation, even if he closed his eyes. Immediately afterwards, Boluogo felt a stinging pain on his body, as if something had cut him.

Bologg let go of his sword and axe, and the chain made of snake scale fluid extended infinitely, like dancing. Bologg closed his eyes tightly, and then danced the sword and ax wildly, turning them into whip blades, indistinguishable. The ground slashed in all directions.

The roaring sounds of impact and cutting intertwined repeatedly, and dense halberds erupted from Boluogo's feet and continued to pierce the surroundings. Since he could not see Morrison, he launched attacks at all places where Morrison might appear. .

The bright light began to fade after lasting for a few seconds. Bologg's vision became blurred, and Morrison's figure overlapped at a high place. The impact of the bright light will take some time to ease, but the battle will not wait for Bologg. .

In the Eye of Chronicles, Bologo saw Morrison's secret power through Church's vision. However, Church was too bad at fighting head-on and could not bring out many of Morrison's abilities, such as this fatal of bright light.

Morrison raised his hand, and the sharp protrusions of the wings behind him were like newly forged blades, which could easily tear steel and flesh. The light burst out, and the feathers burned. Under Morrison's control, they turned into a bunch. A beam of light fell towards Boluogo.

From meeting to fighting, it took no more than two minutes. In such a short period of time, the dilapidated courtyard was almost completely reduced to ruins. The huge flesh-and-blood machine tipped to one side with rising heat. The limbs extend from the flesh and sway randomly, as if they are unconsciously looking for prey.

Boluogo couldn't figure out what it was, and compared to this thing, getting rid of Morrison first was the most important thing at the moment.

Also a person with power, Jesse fell into the hands of Boluogo. To a large extent, Boluogo took advantage of his humanity and turned the corpse of his companion into a bloody blade to restrain Jesse. Otherwise, he would be in the werewolf state. At such a high speed, it was really difficult for Bologo to catch him.

Now Boluogo is in the same predicament. He can't think of any way to get close to Morrison. At the same time, Morrison is counterattacking, and the rain of light is close at hand.

Just when Boluogo was about to raise the earth wall to try to block these feathers that seemed to be energy bodies, a roaring gust of wind sounded, and the storm feathers quickly split, and soon turned into a torrent of steel, hitting the light feathers from the side. rainstorm.

The metal and light feathers collided together, creating a dazzling arc of light. When Bologg looked at Palmer, Morrison also noticed him and vibrated his wings again. This time he did not throw out the feathers, but raised them. He picked up the secret sword and rushed towards Palmer at high speed.

After a brief moment of rage, Palmer came to his senses, and while Borogo was restraining Morrison, Palmer launched an attack on the remaining shield guards.

The instantaneous brilliance took away his and Bolog's vision, but unlike Bolog, Palmer could accurately distinguish the enemy's breathing sound, and then determine their location.

Although there was ambiguity, this also helped Palmer successfully kill a shield guard of the Sublime Level.

At this moment, Morrison was flying towards Palmer, the tip of the secret sword flashing with dangerous light.

Every field staff member understands that any blade that is named the Secret Sword carries strange and unpredictable power.

Morrison's speed was so fast that Palmer had no time to dodge, but just when the two were about to come into contact, the chain-wrapped hand ax suddenly swung up and hit between the two.

The chain straightened, and Bologo hit Morrison. Morrison also turned his head and vibrated his wings.

Morrison manipulated the light feathers he released. At high speed, they were pulled into straight beams of light, as sharp as fast arrows, carrying raging ether. In an instant, the light feather storm spread over the entire battlefield. , with that shining brilliance, shining out bit by bit from Boluogo's eyes.

Those speckled beam lines were like shocking lightning, rapidly cutting across the battlefield, and Morrison could imagine what would happen next.

The light will sweep across the battlefield, shortening the distance to Borrog. Each beam line carried Morrison's powerful will, which was eventually involved in the light and shadow of the sword, chopped into countless pieces, and blood spattered everywhere.

Morrison roared, and the beam lines moved wildly across the battlefield, as if a pair of invisible hands were controlling them.

Boluogo simply gave up evading, and the snake scale fluid was cast into iron armor, but then he was mercilessly penetrated by the light feather, and his body was scratched. The overflowing blood solidified in mid-air, contracted rapidly, and turned into a scarlet armor attached. Huberogo's body surface.

All this happened within a few seconds. When Boluogo arrived in front of Morrison, he was already dripping with blood. Morrison held the secret sword high in one hand and called Guangyu with the other.

Like a ruthless killing weapon, the beam line continuously shuttles and jumps in the air, leaving behind a beautiful ray of light, cutting into Boluogo's flesh and blood, trying to penetrate him, but it is blocked by the tough blood. .

In the thrilling scene, Palmer also violently fought back, but another etheric reaction rose up, hindering his actions.

There is a thin, burning line of fire in Palmer's field of vision. It is very similar to Morrison's light plume. It is easy to confuse them, but the difference is that Morrison's light plume is a kind of almost energy. It was a body-like thing, and its flight was soundless, so when Boluogo was blinded, he did not hear the sound of the light feathers galloping.

But this slender line of fire was different. When Palmer saw it, it grazed Palmer's shoulder. After another moment, the pain was long overdue. Along with it came the object cutting the air at high speed. The sharp sonic boom produced.

The ripples of the sonic boom burst out one after another in the residual visual line of fire. Palmer couldn't see clearly what it was, but he could feel that it was like a sharp long knife, directly cutting off Palmer's body. A chunk of flesh on the shoulder.

The lines of fire in mid-air gradually extinguished. Looking along the direction of the lines, Palmer saw the man standing in the shadows, with handfuls of long and narrow spikes tied around his waist.

At this moment, Hernan was making a throwing motion, accumulating energy and exploding. The spike was thrown by him, and then it penetrated the air at an absolute high speed. Under the blessing of ether, the kinetic energy increased sharply, and the high-speed moving spike rubbed against the air. A large amount of heat is generated, which burns the surrounding air, forming a fireball-like gas cloud, which is then pulled into thin lines of fire.

The sonic boom wave spread heavily, and this fatal and terrifying offensive was achieved the moment the opponent took action. Palmer could only avoid it in a predictable way.

This is no different from gambling, but apart from gambling, Palmer has no other choice.

"Is the first game such a desperate situation?"

Palmer muttered in his mind, the dice on his wrist trembling slightly.

Appropriately, this is the name of this twelve-sided die.

The copper surface of the dice is uneven and covered with dust and stains. The exquisite patterns have long since dried up and appear dim in the sunlight. The rubies embedded in them have also lost their luster and become extremely dim.

But with the injection of ether, the dice began to tremble violently, and the gems shone one by one. The years seemed to be reversed, and the gems' light flickered on the nearly perfect twelve faces. In the end, all the light dimmed, only The stone on the side of the number seven still shimmered.

A tough victory.

Palmer moved to one side, and the line of fire passed him by, leaving a shallow wound on his body.

This series of confrontations made people feel a surge of adrenaline, as if something incredible had happened.

The gem with the number seven has completely dimmed and cannot light up again in a short period of time. This is one of the costs of the contract object. When the contract object is used continuously for a period of time, each roll of the dice will cause one side to be temporarily extinguished and cannot be illuminated for a certain period of time. lights up.

In other words, every time the dice is rolled, the probability of Palmer's big failure and big success will increase. Others will feel stressed, but Palmer can joke about it.

"Even if I'm unlucky again, as long as I survive eleven rounds, I can always achieve great success."

The strong wind hit Palmer's back, ejecting him like a cannonball, and hit him into the blind spot of Hernan's sight. He lost track of Palmer. Hernan still kept throwing, ready at any time. Inflicted heavy damage on Palmer.

Hernan is very similar to Bologo. Both of them are of the Dominion School, and the path they take is also infinitely narrow. Due to the difference in the alchemical matrix, Hernan's power is not only extremely extreme in tendency, but also secretive. The same is true for the effect of energy.

Secret energy·one-way arrow.

Any material touched by Hernan will become his control object. When the control object is thrown by Hernan, it will exert a one-way, extremely terrifying force, which will make the control object. The flying speed of the object can easily break through the sound barrier, just like the iron spear thrown by the gods. The matter friction and burns in the air at high speed, and everything it touches will be smashed and penetrated.

This power sounds extremely terrifying, but it also has many limitations. For example, the controlled substance will greatly affect the effect of the secret energy.

If it is just an ordinary stone, even if it is wrapped in ether, it will quickly vaporize due to high-speed friction after being thrown by Hernan. Usually the attack radius may not even be several meters, and it will completely evaporate. For this reason, the objects Hernan controls are these specially made spikes. These ammunitions made of alchemical metals are enough to withstand the pressure of his secret power.

In addition to the limitations of the controlled object, the size and weight of the material will also affect the power of the one-way arrow, the most important of which is accuracy.

The power of a one-way arrow is meaningless if it doesn't hit.

Hernan also wanted to use the Lock Sword to make up for his own strength, but the activation of the Lock Sword required the blood of the enemy, which was inconsistent with Hernan's positioning of long-distance combat, let alone the Lock Sword. It can only guide the flow of ether and cannot affect the controlled object.

The roaring and trembling sound continued. Hernan predicted Palmer's position and threw several spikes again. The deadly line of fire penetrated the wall and rocks. The rumbling collapse sound continued. In the rolled up smoke, Palmer ran for his life.

The battle on the other side continues, simultaneously.

The light feather storm set off by Morrison was everywhere. At such a close range, Boluogo could only bear on it. In the roaring light, the bloody hand ax violently split the stream of light.

The cooperation between Borogo and Palmer was interrupted by Hernan, and the others also recovered. Sporadic gunshots rang out again, and some weak ether reactions came and went.

"Take care of one first."

The idea of ​​controlling his own blood, shaping scales on the wound to stop the bleeding, and adding his own immortality came to mind.

Relying on the maximum amount of damage he could bear, Bologg approached Morrison and swung the deadly sword and axe. Morrison did not shy away and thrust out the secret sword in front of Bologg.

The resentful bite blocked the secret sword, and the feathers of light pierced Boluogo's body. The hand ax struck down vigorously, and the collision between the ethers set off a wave of air, drowning the two of them.

The smoke and dust were chaotic, and then the light feathers vibrated, causing airflow to sweep away the smoke and dust.

Borrogo stood still and kept his pace, while Morrison quickly retreated. In this round of fighting, he failed to benefit from Borrogo, and was even injured by Borrogo.

At some point, the snake scale liquid crawled out from Bologo's sleeves. Under Bologo's control, these liquid metals were like multiple extended arms, and they also raised swords, guns, swords and halberds.

Morrison felt tremendous pressure, but it didn't matter, his goal had been achieved.

Raising the secret sword in his hand, blood beads slowly rolled on the surface of the blade and completely penetrated into the blade. Boluogo felt an inexplicable power enveloped his body, and then a chain made of ether connected him to The secret swords are connected together.

The lock-chasing sword was locked. Morrison vibrated his wings, and the light feathers in the sky were pulled into a dazzling beam of light, which slammed towards Bologg. No matter how Bologg moved around, they were always chasing Bologg. , cannot be avoided.

In the beam of light that filled the sky, there was a brilliant red color. The next moment, a scar as big as a bowl appeared on Boluogo's flank. The sharp nails smashed into the rock behind Boluogo. In the violent shock, the roar of sonic boom It's long overdue.

The light plume obscured the trajectory of the fire line.

Hernan defected to the King's Shield Guard together with Morrison, but among the King's Shield Guard, Morrison attracted much attention, while Hernan was unknown. When someone asked him if he was jealous, Hernan always remained silent. Silent.

Others thought that Hernan must be jealous of Morrison, but in fact, Hernan liked this feeling of being hidden and unnoticed. It was like being enveloped by Morrison's feathers of light, and few people could detect him. one-way arrow.

Although Hernan is only a believer, he is as aggressive as Morrison.

Finger caressing the belt around his waist, Hernan was thinking about how many spikes he had left. Once these ammunition were used up, his ability would be greatly weakened. He must finish off his opponent before the spikes ran out. .

Blinking his eyes, the continuous bright light still had some impact on Hernan, causing his vision to shift. Otherwise, he should have hit Bologo's heart with this blow.

Picking up another spike, Hernan remained on high alert, preparing to attack Burlogo while guarding against Palmer who was hiding in the shadows.

Sporadic gunshots and ether reactions arose, and some condensers gathered around Hernan to protect him. They also understood that the chance of victory lay in his hands.

In the furious light, the blood solidified and blocked the wound. At the same time, Boluogo's immortal body was also healing.

It won't be long before Morrison is aware of his strange healing speed. Boluogo must find a way to take advantage of this. As for Hernan, he is like a sniper. Although he is only a believer, But he always exudes threats. Once he is hit, and combined with Morrison's strong attack, few people can withstand it.

Not to mention, in addition to the offensive of these two people, the huge flesh-and-blood creation was still making strange low sounds, and its huge tentacles were sweeping around, as if looking for prey. Fortunately, it was not active. There is no battlefield pressure for the time being.

The situation was at a stalemate. Fortunately, Boluogo was a person who was very good at breaking the situation.

Under the guidance of the Lock-Chasing Sword, countless beams of light pierced Boluogo, and Boluogo stopped escaping and stood still.

Raising his sword and ax high, Bologo roared and smashed the ground.

Aether swept through, and the next moment the sky collapsed.