Endless Debt

As Bologo's consciousness ascended into the etheric realm, a series of chaotic scenes appeared frequently on the high platform.

Black waves, pure white storms, terrifying weirdness, and endless wails... a series of strange illusions are overlapping and emerging like a mirage.

They seem to be what Bologo saw in his "dream". Through many factors, they are mapped into the material world.

In previous experiments, nothing like this happened. Mamo didn't know what was going on inside. He tried to wake up Boluogo, but Boluogo seemed to be "lost" and didn't respond at all.

Without waiting to solve this problem, new problems appeared again.

Bologo's will seemed to have suffered a huge test in the etheric world, and this impact was also reflected from the etheric world to Bologo's body in the material world.

The instrument showed that the various indicators of Boluogo's body reached the dangerous red zone.

According to Mamo's experience, when an ordinary person's body index becomes like this, he is no longer different from a corpse, but as an undead, Bologo's chest still rises and falls violently.

"what happened?"

Mamo tried to figure out what was going on, but then he realized that he did not have a mature method of observing the etheric world.

Above the iron chair, there is a "door" twisted out of the binding place.

The irregular vortex flashed with dazzling light, like a small blazing sun. From inside, Mamo could feel extremely terrifying ether fluctuations, as if the entire ether world was agitated, and the ether inside was like a tsunami. .

"Are you so unlucky? Bologo."

At this time, even if he couldn't see what was happening in the etheric realm, from this restless energy level, Mamo could still realize that something fatal was happening inside the etheric realm.

It was too late to lament Bologo's miserable fate. He had to think of countermeasures.

It is definitely not possible to interrupt the ritual. Once this is done, Boluogo's consciousness will really be lost in the etheric realm, and all that will be left behind is an immortal body.

What's the use of Mamo's immortal body? There are many such white mice in the Bureau of Order, and there is no shortage of him.

At the critical moment, Aimu suddenly put his hand on Boluogo's body. She and Mamo looked at each other. The light of the alchemical matrix lit up in their eyes, and then Aimu's hand overlapped with Boluogo's body. Together.

Across time and space, see what he sees.

In an instant, Aimu saw thousands of illusions, which she had never seen before and could not imagine. She once suspected that this was some kind of weird hallucination, but the clear feedback from Boluogo's consciousness told her , this is not false, but absolutely true.

Aimu tried to pry into what happened to Boluogo, but this time the connection distance between the two worlds was not stable. In addition, Aimu was only partially overlapping. After a few seconds, Aimu's The hand separated from Boluogo's body and the connection was interrupted.

She stood there blankly for a few seconds, and a series of countermeasures were quickly constructed in her mind.

"Bologo needs help!"

Aimu said this first, then turned to Freya and shouted, "Bring his weapons here!"

Freya didn't ask Amu for an explanation, but directly followed her instructions. The two Freya disappeared from the place, and they reappeared a few seconds later, with a sword blade and an ax in their hands.

"Arm him up!"

While commanding Freya, Aimu also took off his coat, and his body transformed into steel.

"what are you up to?"

Mamo felt that he had asked a stupid question, and Aimu's behavior couldn't be more clear.

"Send his body and his weapons to the etheric realm. Only in this way can he fight in the etheric realm." Aimu said.

Mamo was stunned for a moment. He looked nervously at the twisted door. He could not imagine what kind of battle was waiting for Boluogo in the etheric realm.

"How are you going to come back?" Mamo continued to ask.

"Rely on me."

Aimu said that a hook rope extended from his body and was tightly tied to the iron chair.

Most of the time, Aimu went out in the field with Boluogo. Relying on Boluogo's super lethality, there was almost no chance for Aimu to fight directly.

But this does not mean that Aimu has no fighting ability. When no one knew it, Aimu had already equipped his body with many weapons. This was something Boluogo knew deeply when the timeline was out of order.

"Is this a gamble?"

Mamo couldn't help but ask, but without waiting for Amu's answer, he murmured, "How can the experiment be without risks?"

He raised his head suddenly, his cloudy eyes clearly reflected Aimu's face, "Do what you should do."

Aimu nodded vigorously, turned his head and unlocked the shackles on Boluoge one by one, and overlapped them. Mamo, like a clumsy worker ant, easily lifted the strong Boluogo high.

"Sometimes, the most complex experiments only require the simplest operations."

Mamo took a deep breath, prayed quietly in his heart, and then threw Boluogo forcefully toward the twisted door in the restraining field.

He felt like he was throwing Bologg into a meat grinder.

After the burst of electricity and bright light, Boluogo's body disappeared, leaving only the door that kept rotating and the abominable restlessness coming from behind the door.

Mamo took a deep breath and slowly stepped back. Just when he felt a little tired, his calf hit something and he fell down.

He did not fall, but sat firmly on the chair. Mamo turned his head and saw that Freya and others had brought a chair at some point. It seemed that it was brought with Boluo Ge's weapons.

Seeing this scene, the tension in Mamo's heart suddenly relaxed a lot, and he even laughed out loud because of it, but for an old guy like him, his smile was not pretty.

"I never imagined that you would be so cute when you were young." Mamo said.

"Um?"

"Are you referring to Freyas?"

Freya looked at each other. Many staff members commented on Freya as cute. They were used to this kind of praise, but it was the first time they heard it from Mamo's mouth, and they also paid attention. Come to an important point in Mamo’s words.

When you were young?

"That's right," Mamo suddenly felt an inexplicable old feeling again, "It's you, and it's not you."

…

"Aimu?"

Boluogo listened to the voice that suddenly sounded in his mind. Many things became clear in an instant. Then he grabbed hold of the resentment and cut off the extended umbilical cord with a sword.

The umbilical cord broke in mid-air and blood flew, but then they stagnated in mid-air, trying to heal together again as if they were going back in time.

A chop in the conventional sense is not enough to completely cut off the umbilical cord.

Temporarily losing the restraint of the umbilical cord, Boluogo turned his head and ran after the tangle, "You shouldn't be here!"

"Then shall I leave?"

Aimu said unceremoniously, "I'm sacrificing my life to save you. If you don't kowtow and thank me, what are you talking about!"

Boluogo was momentarily stopped by Aimu's question, and his voice became embarrassed, "I'm used to it."

Aimu asked back, "You are used to saving others, but you are not used to being saved by others?"

As an undead person, Boluogo does not need to be saved by others. For this reason, being saved by others is indeed a slightly unfamiliar thing for Boluogo.

"So, what a habit!"

Aimu released the ether as he spoke, and his body and consciousness merged into one. Boluogo felt as if his mind was filled with something invisible, bringing an indescribable sense of security.

The weapons held in both hands gave Boluogo the power to counterattack.

The winding crack cracked on one side, and at the same time as the space ruptured, the pale figure of Yan Yuanzhi emerged, his bloated body squirming awkwardly on the ice, and flew towards Bologo.

"What the hell!"

Aimu exclaimed, and after she finished arguing with Boluogo, she paid attention to her surroundings.

The etheric world seems to have fallen into chaos. The ether spreads and rushes disorderly. The blue tone gradually darkens, and a red afterglow appears in the deep color, as if the whole world is about to fall into endless burning.

"Do you have any ideas?" Aimu asked loudly.

Increasing explosions came from behind, and the storm kept throwing out meteor showers, but no matter how it bombed, the black tar still surged out from the destruction, like the falling night.

Nothing can stop the darkness from coming.

"There!"

Boluogo raised his resentment and pointed directly at the dazzling light source in front of him.

"Charge into the storm!"

He shouted, jumped up with all his strength, and the body, mind, and soul overlapped again, giving Boluogo the power to summon the ether.

With the ether amplified, Boluogo jumped several meters high, thus escaping the attack of the Abyss-Devouring Roar.

The deformed monster hit the ice, and its countless arms scratched the ground randomly, but it still slid several meters away due to its own inertia.

It did not give up its pursuit of Boluogo, and the Throat of the Abyss could smell the familiar scent coming from Boluogo.

Many years ago, the Throat of Tunyuan tried to eat him.

The fateful encounter caused the Throat of the Abyss to emit a series of shrill howls, and the twisted figures hanging on it also screamed in unison. It opened its dark mouth and directed the darkness towards Boluogo.

In an instant, the terrifying suction force was released from the mouth of darkness. Boluogo staggered a few times, and then his whole body flew up out of thin air under this suction force.

"Damn it!"

Bologg cursed and stabbed out with resentment, and the blade of the sword was firmly embedded in the ice, which stabilized Bologg's figure to a certain extent. He turned his head and looked back, and all he saw was darkness.

"Get away!"

Bologo roared, calling out to the thousands of ethers.

The etheric world responded to Bologo, and countless ethers rushed in driven by the power of control. They enveloped the roar of the Abyss like a tsunami, following the instructions given by Bologo.

repel.

A noise that exceeded the limit of human hearing rang out, and in the absolute silence, it was like a heavy hammer with a handle that could smash the mountains came down, forcibly shaking the body of the Yanyan Throat and pushing it away.

The strange suction force was interrupted, and Boluogo regained control of his body, and scarlet blood overflowed from his nasal cavity.