Endless Debt.

Chapter 173 The Favored One
After a period of questioning, Carnegie let the two go, and Burlogo was side-firing, trying to dig out some information from Carnegie.

For example, why did Group Nine, which is responsible for such incidents, be one step late? If Burlogo hadn't discovered this place keenly, these cultists would have completed the ceremony long ago.

Judging from the terrifying and weird feeling when he faced the woman, it was hard to imagine what kind of vision would be caused after the ceremony was completed.

There is also why the Bureau of Order is so vigilant about the appearance of the Scarlet Sect in the Great Rift, and the reaction to this situation is even stronger than the king's secret sword.

If Palmer hadn't yelled so fast at that time, judging from the murderous feeling of the ninth group, they were really ready to kill.

After all, Carnegie is also an old fox, and he avoided Burrog's questions one by one, and he did not forget to speak harsh words to Burrog.

Now Team Nine and the Logistics Department are working together to handle the scene and follow-up matters. The two key witnesses, Burlogo and Palmer, need to write a report related to the incident after returning to the Field Service Department.

Judging from Carnegie's reaction, the reason why the two were let go so easily was because of the identities of the debtor and the special operations team.

"Never mind, the temptation of the devil is a huge headache in every organization," Palmer explained.

"Even Krex's family will secretly conduct a large-scale search to see if anyone has sold their soul to the devil and degenerated into a devil... Of course, what is even worse is that like the Scarlet Sect, through the contractor, is strengthened by the devil. protect, and become its faithful servant."

The devil does not have the power to directly influence the world, but the beauty it promises can drag more people into madness.

The debtor's identity is between black and white, as if between dawn and dusk. Thanks to this particularity, guys like Burlogo and Palmer have such a place in the Bureau of Order.

"What if you didn't become a debtor at the beginning, but traded all your souls directly and degenerated into a demon?" Burogo asked curiously.

"Ah...then I'm probably dead, right?" Palmer said sincerely.

"You should also be able to feel from the lunatics of the Scarlet Sect, how difficult it is to obtain the mercy of the devil. For this reason, some people have degenerated into devils, and some people have come to the devil through the contractor. The devil sacrifices his soul to gain protection.

But it's like begging for food like a dog, and the humble ones can't do it. "

Palmer's voice changed, again with that bloody pride.

"Debtors are different. We are favored by the devil, and the devil regards them as their agents in the world."

"Is one actively asking for it, and the other being passively blessed?" Burogo said.

"Almost, so the status of the debtor is quite special." Palmer's tone became strange, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad, "The old men in my family often say it."

"Although the distance between Palmer and the devil has shortened, it also proves that this heir is really great! Even the devil likes him!"

Palmer lowered his voice, pretending to be old.

Before doing it differently, he might have been a bit surprised to hear these burrogos, but as his understanding of the Krex family gradually became clearer, he no longer had any confidence in this family that could raise such a weird thing as Palmer. Any color of mystery and majesty is gone.

Participating in the Daybreak War against the Night Clan, maintaining the stability of the world, but also thinking about making a fortune, Palmer's strange way of deciding an heir, and his damn coming-of-age ceremony...

The two walked to the edge of Qiushang Town, and there was a rolling sea of ​​mist under the huge cliff. Corridors extended into the fog in front of them, and huge, tumor-like buildings were hung on the steep cliff.

Burrog didn't climb the long ladder immediately, but stood in front of the cliff and thought.

The ninth group is a shield against the devil, which minimizes the influence of the devil and its believers on reality. The special operations group is like a sharp sword. These debtors will stab the devil with a deadly backstab when necessary.

In fact, ever since the meeting with Nethaniel ended, Bologo had been thinking that Nethaniel must be planning something, a conspiracy hidden in the darkest place against all the devils.

No... maybe Nethaniel is not the planner, he is just the execution of the conspiracy, and the real planner may be the mysterious director of the Bureau of Order who has not shown up until now.

Bologo still remembered Nethaniel's words. At first he was worried about himself, but his friend trusted him so much that Nethaniel chose to observe him for a period of time.

Except for the director of the Bureau of Order, Bologo could not think of anyone who could be called a friend and trusted by Nethaniel with such power and qualifications.

What exactly are they trying to do?

In addition, another thing that troubled Burlogo's thinking was the information he got from Bailey's pamphlet.

The booklet is full of prayers about evil, which should be the teachings of the Grim Rot sect or something.

There is more than one devil in this world, and the corresponding groups that believe in devils should also be different.

Looking into the hazy mist, there are gray figures in the air corridor, some are advancing, some are talking, and some are throwing golden coins into the deep sea of ​​fog below, and praying in a low voice.

Tyrant.

For a moment, it seemed as if an electric current passed through Bologo's body, making every inch of his muscles tense. Obviously nothing happened, but his heart beat more and more violently, roaring and squeezing the fresh blood all over his body .

Bologo suddenly realized that if the Gorilla Sect worships the devil they believe in with flesh and blood, then whether the act of paying taxes to the tyrant by the wandering residents can be regarded as another kind of sacrifice.

Just like human preferences, some devils love flesh and blood, and some devils love this value, whether humble or noble.

If my thoughts are true, then the entire Wandering Fork Road is the territory of the tyrant, filled with his followers, and this land just straddles the big chasm, under the eyes of the Bureau of Order.

"Palmer, do you remember the description of the devil?" Burrog asked abruptly.

"I remember, what's wrong?"

Palmer couldn't understand what Bologo was thinking. After getting along with him during this period, Bologo got used to Palmer's misfortune, and Palmer also got used to Burlogo's slightly neurotic style.

Sometimes Bologo would always stand aside without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something, or in a daze, and sometimes he would suddenly break the silence, and then say something completely illogical.

Like now.

"The form of the devil is ever-changing, and the way to make a contract with people is also strange," Bologo whispered, "so it is not necessary to appear in the form of a sect to believe in a devil."

Stretching out his hand and touching the cross on his chest, Bologo didn't continue to think about it, and turned to Palmer.

"Let's go, don't make TEDA wait too long."

The two boarded the air corridor and headed towards TEDA's hidden alchemy workshop.

Today is the day when the two officially settled in the alchemy workshop. There are many things to be busy, such as installing equipment, sorting out materials, etc. According to Jeffrey, the logistics department has already transported the materials there in advance, and we just wait for the two to dock with TEDA up.

If it weren't for the things that happened in Qiushang Town today, the two of them should be in the alchemy workshop by now, but accidents in life are always like this, which makes people caught off guard.

"By the way, Palmer's devil who made you a debtor back then is the devil believed by the Scarlet Sect, right?" Bologo asked.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Palmer was very calm.

"No... nothing."

Burlogo didn't continue talking, after all, he couldn't tell Palmer...

"Hey, Palmer, if you had come back earlier just now, you would have met your old acquaintance, you ask me who is the old acquaintance?
Ok……

In terms of relationship, should she be your creditor? "

That's impossible, it sounds too weird.

The conversation is over, now it is working time, both of them are very busy, and there are still many things to do.

Their current state looks very strange. Although Lebius is not eager for the two of them to make any achievements and bring order to the Great Rift, secretly there is a storm here, and the chaotic forces have left some footprints here. , walk with them.

But what did Burlog have?A hapless partner, and what else?
Nothing, nothing.

Even if Bologo wants to kick the tyrant away and become the master here, he still needs a certain amount of time to accumulate until the time is right.

"Speaking of which, we are here in TEDA, so we should be able to use a lot of alchemy weapons, right?"

Palmer seemed to have forgotten the thrilling experience just now, and instead imagined a bright future.

"Palmer, don't you ever know what pressure is?" Burrog couldn't help asking, "The Scarlet Sect has appeared in the Great Rift, and we have one more potential enemy."

"Then what can we solve now? Let these guys die, or you and I will directly cross the triple law and be promoted to believers?"

Palmer's tone was suddenly philosophical.

"It can't change anything except making yourself anxious, right? You have a serious internal friction! Partner!" Palmer said, patting Burlogo's shoulder with a heartbroken look.

"What should you do when the problem comes?" Burrog asked back.

Palmer was stunned for a second or two, then said, "I'm quite lucky."

"you sure?"

Borrog was amused, it was too damning for Palmer to have hoped for his "gift".

"Even if my luck is not enough, but... isn't there still you here?"

Palmer said seriously, looking at Burlogo with extremely firm eyes, and then said in a trembling voice.

"It's time for you to play! Expert!"

(End of this chapter)