Endless Debt.

Chapter 166
There will always be some unexpected situations when on duty outside. For this reason, during this period of time, the sentinel, an inconspicuous little thing, has become the most commonly used alchemy weapon by Burlogo and Palmer.

Without Uriel's support, the sentinel could not build a huge heart network, but its short-distance communication ability was enough to deal with ordinary emergencies.

Burlogo and Palmer acted separately, raiding the entire church, and completely clearing away the potential danger here. The separation of the two seems reckless, but what you need to know is that Burlogo will not die.

Immortality is an extremely powerful ability. Under this condition, many things become easier. Palmer doesn't have to worry about Bolog's life and death. All he needs to pay attention to is his own safety, and Bologo is like The hounds he released kept chasing the enemy.

Burrog will step into all the dangers for himself and pass important information to Palmer in the rear. He only needs to fire the fatal shot when the time is right.

Thinking of this, Palmer touched his waist, where there was a short ammunition chain, loaded with extremely expensive alchemy warheads.

"One shot is half a month's wages."

Palmer muttered under his breath, this is what Burlogo said when he handed this thing to himself.

Unscrewing the cylinder of the Guanlei revolver, Palmer retracted one of the bullets, put the alchemy bullet on his waist, and turned the cylinder so that the alchemy bullet was in the sixth round position.

Palmer, gun in hand, sat under the statue.

In terms of work, he may not be as good as Burlogo, an expert, but what you need to know is that Palmer entered the job more than a year earlier than Burlogo, and he also won the Best Newcomer Award next year. Most importantly, Palmer is experienced in dealing with these cultists.

He couldn't help but be experienced. Palmer's unlucky start was because of these damned cultists. If it wasn't for his status as a debtor, Palmer felt that he should be in the ninth group-the ninth group specializes in hunting down cultists. .

The position he is in now is the core of this sacrificial ceremony. As long as he guards here, no matter what these cultists do, they will not be able to complete the final sacrifice and summon the devil they believe in.

"But... a sacrifice of flesh and blood."

Palmer frowned, looking at the corpses on the ground, most of them had been disembowelled, their intestines spilled all over the floor, piled up in circles.

It reminded him of some bad stuff, Palmer whispered.

"These lunatics don't belong to the Gorilla Sect, do they?"

In the gradually dead silence, some sticky voices squirmed, as if someone stepped on a sticky pool of blood. Palmer raised his head suddenly, but he couldn't see the existence of other people. dead body.

Even so, Palmer can tell that something is coming. He doesn't know whether the other party is a Sublimator or something more evil, but what is certain is that the other party is coming with full of malice .

"Bologo, you guessed right, this matter is not that simple."

Talking to himself, Palmer drew the jackknife from his waist, holding the knife in his left hand and the gun in his right.

Up to now, Palmer has also felt that weird breath, that devil-specific, ferocious, unsettling sense of evil, like countless sharp claws scratching the wall of your stomach, or cold breath hang around your neck.

After becoming a debtor, the stinky old men at home rarely cared about him, but on the phone, those old voices were strange. They were both happy and worried. In their view, "gift" was a kind of Something with both pros and cons.

Most importantly, they are always talking.

"You'll see things you shouldn't see, and feel things you shouldn't feel."

At that time, Palmer didn't understand the meaning of these words, but seeing Burlogo's big reaction on the street and going deep here, he also smelled this evil breath.

Palmer more or less understood, just like when he was promoted from an ordinary person to a Sublimator, as if he had an extra organ out of thin air to perceive the existence of ether, and the identity of the debtor was similar to it, and he had another qualification , so as to peek at these evil breaths.

Thinking of this, Palmer couldn't help lamenting how unlucky his partner was. He actually noticed it from such a distance. It's hard to imagine what Burlogo did with the devil in the transaction.

"Bologo, I have encountered enemies, and they want to take it back."

Throwing away those messy thoughts, Palmer stated calmly, the cumbersome light trails covered his skin, and then it seemed that a storm came here, they completely smashed the incomplete stained glass, and the howling wind poured into the room.

……

Palmer's words sounded in his mind, but it didn't slow down Burrog's progress. He believed in his partner, and he would not die so easily. Trust his luck, and the haste brought by the Arcane Wind Source.

The entire area of ​​the church was controlled by these cultists. I killed only a part of them in the church. More cultists hid in different buildings, such as cellars, chapels, living rooms, bell towers and so on.

As an expert, Burlogo never likes to let anyone go. He walked quickly in the side corridor, and when he was fighting in the sea of ​​​​fire, he also heard what Ben said. There are no survivors in this church area, except for the three of them. In addition, everyone is an enemy, and I have nothing to restrain myself.

Bologo smashed open the door with a claw hammer, and a black shadow stood up in the billowing smoke. He didn't hesitate at all, and swung the hammer down, smashing the black shadow into a cloud of blood mist.

The face of terror is in a state of release, and the faint white mist wraps around the blood, spreading a strong sense of fear.

The contract object is a very strange weapon. With the brutal combat style of Bolog, many enemies think that they are frightened by Bolog, but in fact, the fear of Bolog is only part of it, and more comes from The influence of the capacity of the soul.

But the enemies couldn't think of it. For this reason, Bologo in their eyes was like a nightmare breaking through reality.

The cultists screamed, and the walls were smeared with blood, and some people took the opportunity to hide, hid in the hut, closed the door, locked it, and blocked the cabinet in front of the door, trying to stop Bo Luo Go forward.

They lowered their breath, trying to calm down their agitated hearts. I'm afraid they would never have imagined that the cultists who had always been hunting others would be hunted by others one day.

Tremblingly raised their guns and pointed at the blocked door. This was the last resistance they could do, but the expected death did not come, and the surroundings were extremely peaceful, as if the bloodthirsty evil spirit had gone away.

One person let out a long breath of relief, thanking himself for surviving, but the next second there was a violent impact sound, and the whole room trembled violently, as if a giant was hitting him.

They raised their guns nervously again, but the shock did not come from the door, and then the wall they were close to collapsed.

The wall was broken, and a hand stretched out from the crack, grabbed the nearest cultist, and before he could resist, he was squeezed and dragged out of the crack.

Waves of knocking sounds accompanied by shrill screams came from the crack. Some of the remaining people were completely engulfed by fear and froze in place. Some roared angrily, trying to awaken their enthusiasm for evil.

It stands to reason that these cultists are all lunatics, but in the face of greater fear, everyone regained their sanity for a short time. A hideous figure walked out of the smoke and dust behind the crack, and he smashed the crack with a hammer until it was enough to make him Pass easily.

Pull the trigger, and the gun fires.

Countless bullets hit the figure, but they failed to smash the flesh and blood body, instead sparks burst out, as if he was wearing a stern iron armor under the gray-black coat.

Burrog quickened his pace, his eyes calmly smashing the enemies in the room into blood.

When he walked out of the collapsed wall, the blood-stained courtyard was once again full of cultists, holding their guns and pointing their guns at him neatly.

Judging from the number, all the cultists should be here, which saves Burlogo the time to find them one by one, which also means that the battle will come to an end.

"I seem to have encountered a Sublimator as well."

Bologo said in a low voice, only the existence of Sublimator can make these defeated cultists reunite.

There was no sign, and the gunfire roared in an instant, but Borrog was faster than them. From the beginning to the end, he did not stay away from the collapsed wall, and his left hand hidden behind kept touching the wall.

The masonry collapsed and distorted into a wall shield in front of Bologo. Not only that, Bologo also took advantage of the short moment when he was concealed, and continued to slam the ground, one earth wall after another. Rising up regularly, there are several bunkers in the empty courtyard.

Not only does this protect Burlogo from gunfire, but it also allows him to use cover to surprise enemies.

But just when Bologo thought he was ruling the battlefield, the ether suddenly surged and poured into another direction. The raised earth wall blocked Bologo's line of sight at this time. He knew that the opponent's Desublimator appeared But he couldn't observe him for the first time.

In an instant, the obstructing earth wall collapsed, scarlet light trails spread all over the hideous figure, like a savage monster, he swung his blade-like claws and drew a cold arc.

Bologo didn't hesitate, and immediately threw out the hook line. After Bailey's modification, the range of the hook line was greatly extended, and it was easily nailed into the bell tower above.

The figure jumped up quickly, and Bologo landed steadily on the high bell tower, overlooking the entire church from here. At this moment, Bologo realized that the scarlet blood was not only covered in the church, but also spread outside the church. , turning the entire land into an evil ritual site.

Looking at the courtyard below, after bursts of smoke, Bailey's majestic figure appeared at the position where Burlogo had just stood, and the ground under his feet fell apart.

"Palmer, I'm in a fight too."

Bologo's voice was calm, and Bailey slowly arched his body, his soaring muscles were like armor, and his body was full of violent brute force.

Bailey jumped up suddenly, and after the roaring shaking, Burlogo didn't even see the trajectory of Bailey's jump, he just appeared in front of his eyes out of thin air, and swung his claws.

(End of this chapter)