Endless Debt

The sky has completely darkened, the street lights have turned on, and the dock is still busy. Workers work in two shifts to keep the river running. Boluogo watches all this from a distance, and countless lights light up, illuminating the river. , the crane lifted the cargo compartment, and the harsh noise continued.

Looking back, their target tonight is not there, but the factory hidden deep in the dock, which is filled with blood-stained goods.

"Remember what I said? Palmer, follow the plan."

They were about to arrive at the expected location, and a voice sounded from under Boluogo's ferocious mask.

At this moment, the two of them looked like gangsters preparing to rob the bank, but at this time, the bank had already closed for business.

"I understand, I understand... But is it really okay to split up? I always feel that you are afraid that I will bring you into trouble together?" Palmer asked.

Burlogo's plan was good, but when he thought about the need to keep a distance from Burlogo, Palmer felt that Burlogo was dissing him.

Anyway, Boluogo will not die, so what if he is unlucky.

"No, I won't joke about work." Boluogo replied seriously.

Boluogo discovered that it might be due to his always serious expert attitude. As long as he maintains an absolutely serious attitude when telling lies, he will easily deceive others, like now.

Part of it was due to planning needs, and part of it was that Boluogo really didn't want to act with Palmer. It wasn't that he was afraid of death or anything. Just the thought of kicking and trapping would make his whole mentality worse.

The mentality when working is very important.

"Alright alright."

Palmer stopped the sidecar motorcycle. They were already at their location. The two of them were just across the street from the factory. They could just walk there. Palmer didn't want his beloved motorcycle to be involved in the flames of war.

"This is my first field operation. To be honest, I'm a little excited."

Palmer got off the motorcycle. This was the intelligence officer's first time on field duty, and he felt slightly uneasy.

Like Burlogo, Palmer also carried a briefcase in his hand, which contained things that he specially returned to the Bureau of Order to pick up at Burlogo's instruction.

Palmer wasn't sure if it would work tonight, but Burlogo urged it as an extra layer of preparation.

He had some difficulty understanding the experts' thoughts, but judging from previous events, he was right to follow Boluogo, and he was very reliable in this regard.

"Fortunately, it's just a formal action that requires approval. I think it's okay."

Boluogo didn't have any special feelings. If his previous demon hunting was considered a field mission, Boluogo would already be considered a veteran. However, he did not relax his vigilance because of this. After all, tonight he would face not only demons, but also demons. Potential sublimators.

"How do you use this 'whistle'? Can you just stick it on it?"

Bologo picked up a silver patch, which is a communication device that needs to be worn when performing tasks, and is called a "whistle."

Although it is said to be a communication device, it is different from the communicator that Boluogo is familiar with. This looks like an ordinary iron patch with a dim light floating on it, indicating that it is an alchemical weapon.

Bologna and Palmer put the whistle to their ears and stood in the shadows of the street, making final preparations.

There was a tingling sensation in my mind, and a faint voice sounded.

"The whistle is connected."

In the command room of the Bureau of Order, Uriel stood on the ceremonial stage. With the activation of the secret energy and soul network, the beacon that Uriel had previously implanted in the minds of the two people was induced, and an invisible connection was established. However, This kind of communication is only one-way. Next, Uriel needs the assistance of the ceremony platform under her to make this one-way communication become two-way.

Bright lines appeared on Uriel's body. In the glow, the rings on the periphery of the ceremony platform floated and rotated one after another. The electric current flashed on the metal surface and turned into several haloes. They rotated rapidly, surrounding Yuriel. You are wrapped in it.

Uriel's secret power tends to be functional and is only for "communication". Functional sublimators like her account for the vast majority in the Bureau of Order.

The ether agitated and expanded, turning into invisible lines and extending out, connecting the scattered beacons together.

The communication in the Secret Energy and Soul Network is not stable, but with the blessing of Alchemy Arms and Sentinel, the connection has become tight and stable.

"The ritual of the secret hub has been activated, and the network structure of the heart hub is under construction..."

Uriel whispered, and the "Secret Ceremony" under her body burst into light. At the same time, her voice sounded in the minds of all those who wore the whistle.

Lebius, Jeffrey, Boluogo, Palmer...

An invisible spiritual network, with the help of secret energy and alchemical weapons, connects everyone together. What was originally a one-way spiritual communication has become a two-way communication under the rotation of the halo, and even built into a network that can Communicating psychic networks.

"Palmer Clerks connected."

"Berogo Lazarus is connected."

Uriel's expressionless face turned into a tool of the unconscious. At this moment, she was the spiritual hub of the living body.

Bologg and Palmer, who were far away in the Landing District, both heard the sound. They looked at each other without speaking, but the sound rang directly in their minds.

"This is the 'Heart Hub Network', a unique communication method of the Bureau of Order. Compared with any radio communication, this is efficient and convenient. Most importantly, it will not attract the enemy's attention."

Jeffrey's voice rang in his mind, "The only drawback is that it requires a communicator as the hub and the cooperation of the Secret Array, so it cannot operate around the clock."

At this point, Boluogo really understood Uriel's position in the special operations team. He had always thought that she was just Lebius's assistant, responsible for handling those trivial matters. At this moment, Uriel's importance was completely revealed. reflected.

"Is this the path for Uriel's promotion?" Bologo asked.

The Alchemical Matrix of a Condenser is like a big tree rooted in the soul. As the Condenser advances, it will grow in the required direction, and the direction of growth is called a "path."

For example, Boluogo, after his promotion, his promotion will strengthen his secret power and gradually lift the restriction of "narrowness".

The Secret Power·Hand of Recruiting no longer requires touch to activate the secret power, or in other words, the substances it can recruit are no longer limited to solids.

With promotion, some of the restrictions on the "narrow and sharp" secret powers will be lifted, while the "broad and blunt" tendencies will become more powerful on their own basis.

In addition, promotion will also cause the secret energy to be distorted in a certain direction. In easy-to-understand terms, Bologo's main school is the 'control school'. After promotion, he can direct his secret energy in a certain direction. It distorts another school of thought, thus deriving a sub-school.

Just like Balder, his main school is the "School of Illusion", which can create steel substances out of thin air, and his secondary school is the "School of Control", which allows Balder to control the "fantasy creations" he created.

Just as Borogo and Baldur tried their hand at that time, he created round shields out of thin air and controlled them to stay in the air or slam them.

For this reason, the "path" of each condenser is undergoing various permutations and combinations, and the secret energy born from them is also strange and unpredictable.

Jeffrey is looking forward to what Boluogo will do with the power of overlord in the end.

In fact, Boluogo was also very curious. He sprouted from a seed, grew into the trunk of a giant tree, and then found his own way among the countless branches until he reached the crown of the tree.

"No, Uriel doesn't have a 'path' yet, she is just an ordinary first-stage condenser." Jeffrey said.

The first stage of sublimation is still in the trunk stage and has not yet differentiated its branches.

"Promotion is unnecessary for many functional sublimers. Only those who need to fight on the front line, like the field department, need promotion to continuously improve their combat power. For functional sublimers, As long as it meets the usage standards, that's enough." Jeffrey explained.

Boluogo nodded. Although he and Jeffrey were far apart, under the influence of the "Heart Hub Network", it seemed as if Jeffrey was talking to him right next to him.

"Secret energy is a tool, as long as the tool is enough." Boluogo whispered.

After a brief thought, Boluogo and Palmer were ready, both of them fully armed.

"Speaking of which, is this fate?" Palmer muttered in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Bologg asked.

"My family wanted me to come to the Field Service Department from the beginning, but I had to persuade them to move me to the Crow's Nest... Now that I'm back here, it feels really bad."

Palmer checked the firearms in his hand. Except for the undead like Bologo, the firearms were very lethal to most sublimation users.

"You thought you escaped, but you ended up back here."

A trace of sadness flashed across Palmer's face. The contrast between this kind of comedy character and seriousness is really confusing.

Fortunately, this sadness did not last long. To be precise, it passed by in a flash, and Palmer's eyes turned full of excitement.

Walking with danger is always scary and exciting.

Boluogo felt that the same was true of Palmer. No matter how ridiculous Palmer was, in the final analysis, he was still a member of the Clerks family, with the blood of an extraordinary noble flowing in his body.

Palmer is not a coward or a loser.

Boluogo didn't think that any coward who was afraid of death would face the hail of bullets and gamble on that mysterious and mysterious "gift".

This guy has been an adventurer who loves chasing dangers from the beginning, but every time after chasing, this guy is extremely scared and regretful. After a few days of relief, he is unbearable again and falls into a strange cycle.

"Do you need a speech before action?" Palmer asked curiously, "I've seen it done like this in many movies!"

"start to act."

Lebius's cold voice sounded, breaking all of Palmer's random thoughts.