Endless Debt

In the manic etheric turbulence, Boluogo witnessed the Throat of the Abyss being shaken, and thought in his heart, "This is not a real place of death, and I am not without the ability to fight back."

Now Bologo is in the ether realm, the source of extraordinary power. It is filled with an indescribable amount of ether that scholars cannot calculate.

Just like the primordial soup theory proposed by scholars, the etheric realm is the primordial soup of all extraordinary things. The slightest disturbance of the ether here can easily set off a storm. Therefore, even if Bologo is only the one in power now, He can also rely on the interference of butterfly wings to set off a massive extraordinary offensive in the etheric realm.

The endless ether pressed closely against him, and Boluogo felt stronger than ever before.

Maybe you can try something more extreme.

Boluogo squatted down, the muscles of his whole body were tense and the bones were locked. High-concentration ether was running in the alchemy matrix. They were boiling and rolling, almost overflowing and bursting his body.

The Throat of the Abyss has recovered at this time. It is a blind and stupid monster that only follows the will of Mammon. Now the storm of the secret source has divided the battlefield, and the connection between it and Mammon has become blurred. It stood up, but it still faithfully carried out the devil's orders.

Eat Bologo.

Eaten alive, leaving nothing behind, no mercy.

The throat of the swallowing abyss twisted its body, its densely packed slender arms grabbed the empty space, and pulled hard, and a clear crack burst and opened.

While the bloated and twisted body penetrated the winding crack, a winding crack opened behind Boluogo, and a large black mouth suddenly emerged. With its fatal speed, this blow was enough to bite most of Boluogo's flesh. body, crushing him into mud.

But this time, the throat of swallowing the abyss only bit a piece of nothingness.

Boluogo's figure disappeared from the spot. A few seconds later, many cracks appeared in the place where he was just now, as if a giant had just stepped on this place.

The whistling wind came from all directions, and then the pitch-black sword blade slashed along the old scars on Yanyan Throat's body, and tons of blood surged for a while.

The monster twisted its body, waving its pale limbs indiscriminately. Every blow was like a giant slashing blade, enough to tear apart the steel mountains, but it could never catch up with or hit Boluogo.

The current Bologo was too fast. The burning ether combined with the high-concentration ether environment in the ether world pushed Bologo over the insurmountable wall in one fell swoop.

Extreme power.

Boluogo turned into a dark afterimage, flickering around the Throat of the Abyss. After every brief pause, a large amount of blood would fly.

The Throat of the Abyss did not sit still and wait for death. The high-concentration ether environment can strengthen Bologo, and it can also strengthen it. It is even said that due to the powerful properties of the Throat of the Abyss itself, the increase in power obtained by the Throat of the Abyss is far greater than that of Yu Bo. Logo.

For this reason, when Boluoge tried to leave another wound on the body of Yanyan Throat, the bloated and huge figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a winding crack stagnant not far away.

This time the labyrinth fissure did not heal.

"Killing Formation!"

A strange melody filled Bolog's ears, and he could barely make out the word.

At the same time, countless winding cracks appeared around Boluogo. Each wound was a passage, and the throat of the swallowing abyss in each passage could potentially kill.

Boluogo still underestimated the Throat of the Abyss. Unknowingly, this monster had created winding cracks all over Boluogo's body. It could attack Boluogo from any direction, or even at the same time.

In an instant, countless pale limbs protruded from the cracks, and thousands of arms surrounded Boluogo from all directions, like extended reams, trying to tear him into pieces.

Bologo's eyes were as bright as fire, and the ether surged wildly.

Secret energy·Government edict.

The extremely aggressive ether is released instantly like a detonating bomb.

Bologo couldn't invade the body of the Throat of the Abyss, and there was no substance for him to control in the etheric realm. For this reason, he only called on the ether this time.

Pure ether.

The brilliant ether flow was like a sharp dagger, slashing towards the surrounding limbs indiscriminately. Bologo's roar overlapped with the noise of the ether, like an echo from ancient times.

The surface of the pale skin cracked with superimposed blood marks, and even the entire skin was cut into mud, the flesh and blood were peeled off, and the bones were broken.

The cage of the limbs collapsed step by step, but more limbs stretched out from the crack in the winding path. No matter how much Boluogo slashed and struggled, the broken limbs split into two, and the two turned into four, like branches. Growing like buds.

In the cage made of flesh and blood, a crack appeared directly under Boluogo's feet.

There was no figure of the Throat of the Abyss emerging from the open darkness, but there was a strange suction force, just like the black hole that Boluogo saw in the Golden Palace, swallowing everything.

"Is this the full extent of your power?"

Boluogo was captured by the suction force, and suddenly he felt that his body was several times heavier. Without a foothold, he fell straight towards the mouth of darkness.

This is not a winding fissure at all, but the wide open mouth of the Throat of the Abyss.

Relying on the cracks in the winding path, the Maw of the Abyss can freely project its body into any corner of the material world, just like a waiting predator.

"Eat you."

The vague and hazy sound came from Boluogo's ears again, and now he was sure that this was the sound made by the Throat of Tunyuan.

Previously, Boluogo had always believed that the evils in this world were monsters that had lost their senses and acted only on instinct. Now it seems that only the beasts that devour the crowd may be like this.

The Throat of Tunyuan has a certain degree of intelligence and even some tactical thinking. This is really terrible news.

But fortunately, facing such an enemy, Boluogo is not without countermeasures.

"Heart of Light? Such an ordinary name," Nathaniel's voice sounded in the memory, "I thought you would name it something like Super Light Scorch Generator."

"Am I that grandiose?"

"Is not it?"

Nathaniel looked at himself twice and handed the crystal clear core back to Boluogo.

"Without Raymond Gaydon's array system, the light burn released by this core will be weakened a lot, and it will not be so important in a strategic sense, not to mention the lethality of the light burn itself... This thing is still yours. Keep it, its most perfect holder should be an undead person who retains his sanity."

After the recollection ended, Boluogo opened his collar and revealed the silver-encrusted crystal core hanging on the necklace.

"You should be familiar with this flame, right?"

In the roar of Bologo, the high-pitched ether was injected into the crystal core, and a beam of fire ignited in the transparent crystal. After being refracted by the mirror, the fire became more intense.

Thousands of columns of fireworks rose from the ground.

Mammon looked at this scene from a distance. In this dead place in the etheric realm, such changes were rare, and then his expression gradually became serious.

He could clearly sense that this world of energy was gradually waking up. As the battle progressed, more and more ethers would be disturbed, and they would cause a series of chain reactions until they swept across the entire ether world.

Break the silence.

But compared to what Mammon is worried about now, the disruption of the etheric realm is not a problem.

"Why do you care so much about Bologna?"

Mammon looked at the approaching storm and couldn't help but ask, "King Solomon almost touched your origin, but when he died, you remained silent... Why did you react to Boluogo? "

Mammon couldn't understand it, and neither did Beelzebub.

But Mammon will not be troubled by this for too long. He knows very well that even as a devil, he is not omniscient and omnipotent.

There are always some doubts plaguing the mind.

After the soaring fire, the blackened limbs were broken into pieces, and pieces of ashes were thrown up. Boluoge rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire, with flames lingering on his body.

Behind Boluogo is the Throat of the Abyss that drilled out of the winding crack. It can travel freely through the winding crack, but similarly, as long as light is injected into the crack, no matter where the Throat of the Abyss is, It will all be punished by fire.

At this time, it was like a big fish lacking oxygen, twisting and squirming in pain, and blood rained from the open wound, but it evaporated into the ether before it hit the ground.

Boluogo could see that while the traces of blood quickly dissipated, there were also wisps of ether rising.

In this etheric realm, all matter seems to eventually return to its original energy posture.

Countless voices resounded from the body of the Abyss Throat, and they all cursed Bologo, vowing to eat and digest him.

Boluogo had heard too many curses from his enemies. He paid no attention to these sounds. After getting rid of the predicament, he continued to run towards the core of the day in the storm.

"Are you okay?" Aimu asked.

"It's okay," Boluogo said, looking down at the crystal core hanging on his chest, "In the etheric realm, it doesn't consume me that much."

Even for King Solomon, if he wanted to fully activate the Light Burn, he would need Raymond Gaiton's array and a steady stream of ether.

In the material world, it would take a huge price for Boluoge to use light, but in the etheric world, he could easily do this with the endless ether.

Fire opens the way, tangles pull.

The Throat of the Abyss moved its bloated body in an attempt to catch up with Boluogo, but it was too late and could only watch as Boluogo disappeared into the bright light source.

After the light goes out, the storm is close at hand.