Endless Debt

The night view of the Hidden Land is very good. Sparse lights illuminate the streets under the umbrella-shaped towers, like scattered dim stars, lighting up the gray roads.

The Aurora Road extends from the Holy Hub. While it supplies energy to the entire city, it also provides lighting work. The ever-changing glow like glass casts a bright and dark splendor in the darkness.

Boluogo raised his head and tried to look at the end of the circular valley, but the umbrella shape of the Holy Hub completely covered the sky above, and the real starry sky could not be seen.

This is indeed a hidden land, almost like an underground world. The secret groups must have spent a lot of energy to build this place, and many of the masters of the Condensation School may have died here.

Bologg walked down the stairs on the side of the observation deck, seemingly wandering aimlessly, but in fact he was testing whether someone was watching him. Bologg did not think that the Secret Group would easily let a few people move freely.

To put it nicely, this is a negotiation, but to put it poorly, it is actually a force of deterrence. If the answer of the Secret Group is not satisfactory enough, the blazing sun of Nethaniel will definitely rise in the center of the city.

The group of secrets naturally knew this, so they maintained great restraint and respect for Nathaniel.

The Glorious One is like the strategic fission weapon proposed by scientists in the newspaper. Unless Nethaniel is blocked from the door and unable to approach the hidden land, when Nethaniel steps into the city , he has already won half the battle.

Even if the Council of Sages can send several Glorious Ones to join the battle to suppress and kill Nethaniel, Nethaniel still has the ability to turn the years of operation of the Secret Regiment into ruins before he loses his ability to fight.

No one wants to see such a scene. Destruction is always easier than creation.

Boluogo guessed that the pressure on the Secret Group was extremely high now, and he wanted to take advantage of the fact that they were busy dealing with Nethaniel to pry into the city's secrets.

"Aren't there any monitors?"

Boluogo was puzzled. He had been wandering around for a while, and his etheric perception was vigilant around him, but he didn't find anything strange.

Now Bologo is already a defender. Unless he is a Glory One, or a very special narrow walker like Church, no one should be able to escape Bologo's perception.

Maybe there really is no monitor, or maybe it is a new type of surveillance method that Bologo is not aware of.

Thinking of this, Boluogo looked up at the Holy Hub again.

Walking out of the building and onto the flat street, Bologo noticed a completely different architectural style. It was not that special, but just a little too ordinary.

If he hadn't looked up to see those tall towers, Boluogo would have thought he was back in Oath City Opos.

What came into view was just an ordinary street. There were many shops on the roadside, selling everything. Boluogo actually saw movie posters marked with simultaneous release.

The Hidden Land is only geographically isolated from the rest of the world, and due external trade has never been interrupted. Several trains come here every day, providing a steady stream of supplies for this heaven on earth.

Boluogo looked at the people passing by and whispered secretly, "Are they all disabled?"

The pedestrians all exuded a vague ether reaction, but its intensity was much worse than that of the first-stage sublimation practitioners. They talked and laughed with each other, just like ordinary people.

But under this peaceful atmosphere, Borogo still discovered some anomalies. For example, the clothes of these disabled people were all modern clothes, not the flashy clothes of Fabien, Osana and others, and Borogo Ge also noticed that those high-level condensers seemed to live in the high towers and honeycomb-shaped buildings on the cliffs, while only these disabled people lived in this ordinary street.

There are many such areas, they are like a huge outer ring, wrapping up the tall towers, and also distinguishing the classes between the condensed ones and the incomplete ones in the group of secrets.

The alluring and familiar smell of blood emerged again, interrupting Boluogo's thoughts.

Boluogo looked around, the feeling of being spied on became stronger, but he could never find the other party's location.

Until a slightly cold hand grabbed Boluogo's wrist.

"take it easy."

A cold voice sounded next to Boluogo's ears. The voice was so close that Boluogo could smell the wonderful smell of spices and blood on her body.

"Why are you nervous? We are old friends, right?"

Boluogo stood still and didn't even move his gaze in the slightest. No matter what he said, the sharp bulge on his back never moved away.

"It's not good to use knives and guns as soon as you come up. You know, my deputy director is not far away, and I have helped you before, solving the problem of the Prince Regent for you." Bologo Skillfully played the emotional card.

"Deputy Director? Nethaniel?"

There was a bit of surprise in the other party's tone. It seemed that she didn't know that Nathaniel was here in person.

"What? Are you scared?"

Boluogo laughed without scruple, "Besides, I am also an immortal. Even if you pierce my heart, you can't kill me."

"But it can control you, paralyze your nerves, mislead your senses... Do you know how valuable you are now? The famous Mr. Lazarus."

She seemed to be clinging to Boluogo's back, her breath brushing across the back of his neck. It was warm and moist, and the blood seemed to possess some kind of magic power, making people imaginative.

"You want to exchange money for me?"

Boluogo was puzzled, "Daughter of Sere, the regent's... queen? No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a person who is short of money."

"Don't use these things to insult me."

Olivia's voice contained anger, and with a little force on her wrist, Bologger felt that his clothes were punctured, and his skin was also punctured. Blood flowed out, and the blood that lingered around the two of them became stronger. got up.

"Okay, okay, can we have a calm chat? I've been standing there for a long time. This will attract others' attention."

Boluogo has noticed that passers-by around him are casting doubtful glances.

The population of the Hidden Land is not large. After being divided into regional classes, the people here are very sensitive to outsiders. Not to mention that Bologg is still wearing the uniform of the Bureau of Order, which further highlights the difference in Bologg's identity. .

"It's just that you're standing there by yourself."

Hearing what Olivia said, Boluogo suddenly turned around, but when he turned back, he only saw a dim shadow that quickly dissipated, and there was nothing behind him.

The dagger was still pressed against his back, and Olivia's voice was close to his ears.

"What, huh?"

"Is this your secret power? Invisibility? Or distorted cognition?" Boluogo probed cautiously.

"You can take your time and guess."

"When did you set your sights on me?"

Boluogo was sure that he was on high alert after leaving the banquet hall, so how could he be easily approached by her.

"Ever since you entered the Hidden Land," Olivia's voice lingered in her ears, "You have underestimated the connection between the bloodlines of the Night Clan."

"I'm not a Night Clan."

"But you have Sere's blood in your body, the blood of a Night Tribe lord." Even if she still resented Sere, Olivia couldn't help but sigh, "Now, this is the purest bloodline besides the Night King. .”

"Is it so difficult to deal with?" Boluogo couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that no matter how I come back from the dead, there are still some things that cannot be washed away."

Gift: Axis of Time, it will adjust Bolog's body to the most perfect state and then resurrect. Bolog once thought it could wash away Sere's blood, but it seemed to judge Sere's blood as something. This kind of buff effect has not been erased. It may be that Sere's blood is too powerful, and even the gift cannot clean it up.

Indeed, the blood of the Night Clan itself is a gift. The two gifts collided together, resulting in unknown errors.

"What do you want to do? Olivia," Bologg asked, "Why are you in the Hidden Land? Do you want to use the power of the Secret Group to avoid the regent's pursuit?"

"Do you think I'm a coward like Sere?" Olivia snorted coldly, "I won't escape my fate."

"In other words, is this place related to your destiny? The Secret Group and the Night Clan?"

Boluogo captured the details in Olivia's words and started walking on the street naturally while asking questions.

"Before I came here, I heard that there might be a connection between the Secret Group and the Night Clan. You should know what this means to the Bureau of Order," Bologo continued, "I thought It will take me some time to investigate before I can get some results, but I didn’t expect to meet you as soon as I arrived.”

Boluogo didn't change his expression on the surface, but there were waves of waves in his heart. The worst might have happened.

The Secret Group is related to the Night Clan, so can the subsequent negotiations proceed smoothly? Or is this a trap deliberately used by the Secret Group to attract the Bureau of Order?

"Before I answer your question, please answer me a few questions."

Olivia pressed and asked, "How many people did you bring?"

"A legion, an extraordinary legion led by the Glorious One," Boluogo said calmly, "In terms of overall strength, we still can't compare with the Secret Regiment. After all, this is the headquarters of the Secret Regiment. But it is still very simple to destroy this place.

So, what's going on? Olivia, do you need anything? "

Olivia didn't respond, as if she was lost in thought. Boluogo waited patiently and strolled on the street until he saw another figure on the corner of the street, and he suddenly asked.

"Olivia, since you can detect the breath of Serre's blood on my body, can other Night Clan do the same?"

"The Night Clan, which is close to the top of its bloodline, can instinctively detect these. In addition, some special methods are used to detect them," Olivia rarely cooperated.

Bologg stopped, and when the figure standing on the street corner saw Bologg stop, she took the initiative to greet him.

"Oh...then do you think she comes to you or to me?"

Boluogo asked in a relaxed tone, but the muscles all over his body had already tensed up. The invisible Olivia beside him also noticed the approaching figure and recognized her.

Olivia objected, "She's here to find you."

"Are you so confident?" Boluogo suddenly understood, "Not only can you hide your form and etheric reaction, but you can also hide your blood aura. No wonder the regent has been chasing you for so long and still can't catch you. you."

Olivia put a cold metal piece behind Bologg's ear, and her voice sounded directly in Bologg's mind.

"You'd better be honest."

Boluogo complained in his heart, "What a bad luck."

Then a false smile filled his face, and he proactively greeted the other party, "What a coincidence, respected Duke of Rhapsody."

Osana didn't like this title. Her voice was cold, "Just call me Osana."

"So, Osana, are you following me?"

On the slightly busy street, Boluogo said unceremoniously.