Endless Debt.

Chapter 127
In the violent vibration, it seemed as if an explosion had been triggered in the carriage. Several welders were working overtime under the heavy rain. The metal frame was twisted and shattered, and iron slag mixed with sparks emerged.

Thorndike's figure leaped high from the shattered carriage, turned around deftly, and landed on the roof smoothly, holding the secret sword in front of him, and a faint light emanated from him.

The shining alchemy matrix on his body is far more complicated than that of Bologo, which further proves his identity as a believer.

But even though his rank was one level higher than Burlogo, Thorndike had no sense of relaxation in his eyes. On the contrary, he felt the pressure never before.

From Bologo's decisive attack, he could vaguely judge that Bologo seemed to have a way to find himself.

Ether aware?
This kind of etheric skill strengthens the desublimator's sensitivity to ether. Unlike the normal state, which detects ether fluctuations, ether perception can detect more subtle and complex ether fluctuations.

It is said that some sublimation masters who master this kind of etheric skill can even detect this sign before the opponent mobilizes the ether, and make a countermeasure. In the eyes of these people, the ether is not nothingness, but visible , Like airflow.

What disturbed Thorndike the most was that the ether perception just restrained the ether occlusion, or the two restrained each other.

If Thorndike's ether occlusion grasped deeper than the opponent's ether perception, then Burlogo would not be able to perceive Thorndike's ether fluctuations, and vice versa.

It's like a game of cat and mouse.

In fact, Bologo did not have such power. He could find Thorndike completely relying on the blessing of the tyrant. In this storm, Thorndike shone brightly in Burlogo's eyes.

Bologo squatted on the broken roof. The gaunt armor in the dark looked like the skeleton of some monster. The giant sword in his hand was a bit too heavy. He simply carried the giant sword on his shoulder. Under the silent cold iron, A pair of blue eyes stared at Thorndike.

"Thorndike DeWitt..."

Thorndike whispered, he can be sure that in the attack just now, Burlogo clearly spit out his name.

The situation has become a little too complicated. He has been active in Opals as a "ghoul". Thorndike can be sure that his whereabouts are extremely secretive. Knowing that he is a member of the King's Secret Sword.

The long sword team that lost contact before?Thorndike felt that this was even more impossible. He lost contact with the team for less than an hour. During this short period of time, could the Bureau of Order torture out his own information?Not to mention that the long sword team didn't know their retreat route at all.

This train was traveling in secret, there were no passengers, only soldiers with live ammunition, piles of Philosopher's Stones and liquid spirit potions.

Countless thoughts were intertwined, and Thorndike quickly gave up thinking about them, and these things became secondary in this situation.

The action went out of control, and the train stopped at this damned place. Bologo's ax did not destroy the train head, but only broke the coupler. Now the train head has disappeared in the rain and fog. The carriages ran aground on the stone bridge like giant whales.

Thorndike had to admit that the action had failed, he had been planning for so long, and he had obviously left Opus, but the damned cavalry in front of him fell from the sky and smashed everything to pieces.

He couldn't figure out what was wrong, but Thorndike's job was perfect, if the devil didn't mess with it tonight.

"Don't think about escaping, even if you can go back alive, I'm afraid life will be worse than death."

An icy voice came from the roof of the car, and thunder passed by, casting a ferocious shadow.

Burrog looked at the cargo box at the back, and only then did he realize that he had caught a big fish, which might have blocked the King's Secret Sword's savings for several years here.

Under the two of them, the stone bridge stood silently above the deep valley. As an expert, Burlogo would not let go of any opportunity.

Bologl calculated the height, and in one of his plans, he was going to use the arcane power Calling Hand to destroy the stone bridge, causing all these loaded souls to fall to the bottom of the valley.

But now everything is going smoothly. Burlogo successfully nailed Thorndike to death here, and the rest only needs to be divided into life and death.

"You think you can stop me?"

Thorndike said coldly, rather than thinking about the punishment for a failed operation, he was more concerned about the event in front of him. No one knew when the backup from the Bureau of Order would arrive, and he had to evacuate the place before then.

"You can try."

Bologo put on a posture, and it can be seen from his action language that he will never let Thorndike go so easily.

Thorndike clenched the secret sword in his hand, and he began to feel the difficulty of the enemy in front of him.

There is no need for any words anymore. Burlogo's squatted legs were released suddenly, and even the carriage under him shook violently. The giant sword shone with a cold chill, splitting the torrential rain and wind.

The rough attack smashed the accumulated water on the ground, and Thorndike's posture was more sensitive than Bologo expected, but also, the opponent was a believer who was one level higher than himself, and everything was still within expectations.

The giant sword was stabbed obliquely into the ground like a tombstone. Bologo clenched the hilt with both hands, and crouched on the sloping and rough blade. The cyan light trail flashed by, and then the metal spear and ax stabbed from the giant sword. Out, turned into a silver snake to chase Thorndike.

The secret sword flashed, and the spears and axes were chopped off one after another. Unlike the half-baked swordsman like Kedening, Thorndike's swordsmanship was very superb, not to mention that he was holding a secret sword, and ordinary metals could not resist his chopping at all. hit.

While keeping a safe distance, blurred figures in the rain and mist jumped towards Bologo, and they were silent.

Bologo didn't notice this at all, until the ghost waved a sharp blade, leaving a series of scars on the armor, and Bologo realized that these tricky things had made a comeback.

Can't he notice?
Thorndike also noticed this, and his surprise attack was successful. It seemed that Burlogo's etheric perception could not detect his own etheric occlusion.

For a while, Thorndike's chances of winning greatly increased, and the aether shading continued to activate, and the shining inception phenomenon on his body gradually dimmed until there was no more radiance, just like an ordinary person.

Bologo was entangled by the ghosts, and four ghosts came out of the rain and fog, and they were lying in ambush early in the morning.

Fortunately, Bologo has iron armor all over his body, and under the effect of secret energy, he can control his armor at any time. Many times when the ghost thought that his sharp sword was about to pierce the armor, the armor at the stabbing part suddenly Thickened by a few centimeters, blocking the blade.

The giant sword swings, flying ghosts one after another. This weapon is too huge and heavy, and Bologo looks clumsy and slow when he swings it, but whenever the ghost thinks there is an opportunity, the slow giant sword suddenly accelerates, Hit the tough body hard.

While Thorndike analyzed Burlogo, Burlogo also observed Thorndike. As a believer, he was indeed stronger than Burlogo, but he was not so strong as to be hopeless.

Judging from the black crowd of ghouls, this is the effect of his secret energy, but if he wants to influence such a large target group, the loss of ether must be astonishing, and these dominators must also be staggering.

The more dominators, the more ether is consumed, and the more precise the dominator needs to control the ether.

It's like the difference between a puppeteer controlling one puppet and ten puppets at the same time.

The wave of ghouls was only given vague instructions, and these ghosts were carefully controlled. Burogo counted the ghosts that came, and now it seems that Thorndike can only precisely control four ghosts at the same time.

Is this his limit?It was still a disguise made by Nulu himself, but in fact there was still a fifth ghost hiding in the corner.

In other words, does Thorndike keep a few spare ghosts in the carriage, as long as he solves one himself, the next one will be added immediately.

Both of them were red-eyed, but their rationality was not overwhelmed by anger.

After this night of chasing and killing, no matter how much Bologo controls it, his ether level is approaching the bottom at this moment, and it is unclear how long he can last.

His physical strength was also greatly depleted. He was not an iron man, and his body had almost reached the limit of a flesh and blood body, and he felt exhausted constantly.

The most important thing is that when the ether is exhausted, Bologo doesn't know how many times his "gift" can be activated, and how long it will take to complete the activation.

Everything is unknown.

The ghosts rushed again. These slender, dark ghosts carried sharp blades on their limbs, as if they had no bones, and could easily perform movements that ordinary people could not achieve.

There were countless scratches all over the armor. In order to save ether, Bologo did not repair the damaged armor this time, but found the right time to cut off the ghost with a sword.

The expected knock-up did not happen, the moment the giant sword hit the ghost, the rough blade "melted", and the metal broke into countless thorns, entangled the ghost heavily.

Burrog grabbed a ghost and drew a sharp armor-piercing sword from its massive blade.

Bologo is very clear that the secret energy is deceitful and mysterious, and the only thing that restricts it is not "blunt" and "narrow", but what really restricts it is the sublimation person's own thoughts.

In addition to borrowing "Psychology" and "Ethereum", Bologo also read a lot of books on cold weapon illustrations, which is why he can easily recruit different cold weapons.

Just like Baldr's secret energy, the cast iron furnace, the premise of shaping something is that you know enough about it.

This kind of armor-piercing sword is narrow and slender, with a triangular cross-section on the surface, like an enlarged awl, completely incapable of chopping, but it can easily pierce through armor.

A cyan light glowed on the armor-piercing sword, driven by the amplified ether, it was like a released spear.

The alchemy material on the ghost's body surface could hardly withstand this concentrated stabbing, and the wrist holding the armor-piercing sword felt a sense of obstruction, and soon the resistance disappeared, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced through the ghost's head.

The steel squirmed in the ghost's body and turned into a slashing sword. Burrog pulled hard and chopped off the ghost's head from the inside.

Corrupt and stale blood filled the air, and in the broken head, Bologo saw the decayed and ferocious face of the ghoul.

(End of this chapter)