Endless Debt.

Chapter 186 Ignorance and Cruelty

Camp seldom had a specific impression of a particular day in his life, it seemed to him every day was so much the same, woke up in bed, dressed, went to work, killed time, went back to his bed, and ended this day.

Looking back on the past, in Camp's short life, it seems that every day is so ordinary, as if life is so mediocre and boring.

In boredom, becoming a Sublimator is one of the few days that he can remember. It was the day when he stepped into the extraordinary world. Fortunately, there is one more day like this now.

In the gray tones, a glare of light illuminated Kemp's face, and even the injured Shelley, who was leaning beside him, tried hard to raise his head, looking at the rain of fire falling from above the mist.

The blazing fire rain illuminated the ground like flares. Passengers in the light rail car saw the burning fire. People were curiously lying on the window, looking at the burning fire in the mist, and guessing what was going on there. kind of thing.

The fog blocks all sight, separating common sense and madness, even though they are so close.

The thugs were also shocked by the sudden fire, and they all stopped in their tracks. Everyone's shadow was stretched and slender, like a bush with teeth and claws.

Bologo landed steadily and stood on the low room where Kemp was hiding, with a blue glint rolling in his eyes, and cumbersome tracks emerged along his hands.

"Special Action Team?"

Camp recovered from the shock, and he realized that the rescue team was not the fourth group, but the special operations group.

With the passage of time, the Special Operations Group has ceased to be a secret in the Department of Field Service. Many people know their existence, but few people see their existence.

This sounds similar to the fourth group, but it is actually not the same.

The special operations team is so low-key only because there are too few members. Including Uriel, the entire special operations team is only five people. Sometimes Palmer even joked that if he and Bologo went out to act, it would be considered a transfer. Half of the strength of the special operations group has been lost.

Coupled with the recent actions in the Great Rift, the two rarely returned to the "reclamation room", which also made the special operations team even more mysterious.

But these are not the reasons for the special operations team to be so concerned. It is their weird identities that really make every field worker remember them.

A debtor who signed a blood contract with the devil and received a "gift".

"Just you?"

After a brief shock, Kemp realized that only Bologo fell down alone. He thought that there was a powerful reinforcement to rescue him, but now, only Burlogo is alone.

"Today is a rest day and there is no schedule, so my partner is on vacation."

Burlogo replied solemnly, as if he hadn't realized what Kemp meant at all.

"You? A Sublimator!"

Kemp's voice rose. As a desublimator of the Origin School, he could keenly perceive the etheric reaction on Bologo, and what he was waiting for was actually a first-stage desublimator just like himself.

"Any questions?"

Burlogo talked to himself without looking at Kemp.

He had already seen the thugs in the mist, they were stepping on the muddy ground, their gas masks revealed heavy breathing, like the panting of wild animals.

Bologo doesn't like such a high-profile appearance. Being the focus of the audience will restrict his actions. He is more like an invisible evil spirit, hunting and killing the thugs one by one without making a sound.

But Kemp and Shelley are in a bad state. In order to prevent the mob from killing them first, Burlogo can only fire in a high-profile way to attract everyone's attention.

The effect was successful, and Burlogo felt like a rock star at a concert, ablaze with flames erupting from the stage.

"No problem, we'll be right there."

The same voice sounded in the minds of several people. After knowing that Bologo had arrived at the scene, Yas, who was anxious, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After a pause for a few seconds, Yas spoke again.

"Thanks, Bologo."

Kemp and Shelley felt that they had heard it wrong. Their team leader was actually thanking Burrog. Fog wrapped around him.

In an instant, weird and evil fears rose in the hearts of the two of them. They couldn't figure out why, but turned their eyes to the figure standing on the low room, and felt even more indescribable emotions.

Burrog became strange, something they could not comprehend, something they had never seen, and that which was hidden beneath his flesh and blood was now about to break loose.

"So... I'm starting."

A steady voice resounded in the network of heart hubs, and the aftermath of the words brought an incomprehensible joy.

Before the voice fell, Bologo's figure, driven by the increase of ether, turned into a strange blue light and shadow, rushing towards the thugs in the mist.

"You are crazy!"

Camp turned out of the bunker and raised his gun to try to cover Burlogo. In his opinion, Burlogo's behavior was sending him to death, but after the sporadic gunshots, a scene that he couldn't understand appeared.

A faint spark flickered in the mist, and then roaring fireworks shot straight at Borrog.

It is a kind of alchemy weapon called "Fire Calling Rod". Its effect is very simple. It just creates scorching fireworks. Alchemists often use this kind of thing as a walking stick, which is convenient for them to heat metal at any time. Under this condition, the power and instability of this thing are greatly improved, just like a flamethrower that does not need a fuel tank.

Bologo didn't dodge, the scorching fire engulfed him in an instant, the blue figure dissipated, and Camp could already imagine Bologo's charred black body.

But soon, in the continuous flow of fire, a little shadow appeared in the blazing center of the flame, and then the shadow continued to expand, and even turned into a hazy figure.

The red-hot horn hammer smashed the stream of fire, and smashed the head of the thug together.

The fireworks stopped abruptly, and when the rising black smoke dissipated, the armored knight slowly raised the claw hammer, and the thug in front of him had turned into a headless corpse, and fell down powerlessly, falling in the mud.

Burrog turned around, and the red-hot iron armor, like snake scales, cooled down and turned into gray iron.

The scales of the snake faded away quickly, and turned into a group of snakes and crawled back under Borrog's skirt. His blue eyes looked at the thugs present, and strange panting sounded in everyone's ears, as if a bloodthirsty beast was attacking them. Peep behind.

The silence was broken by fanatical roars. The thugs brandished long knives and pulled the trigger. Multiple etheric reactions erupted. It was unclear whether it was the hostile Desublimator or the activated alchemy weapon.

But none of this can disturb Burlogo's pace. The hook wire that was originally used to escape and move the position was thrown out by Burlogo, and it was accurately nailed into the arm of a thug. dragged over.

Bologo raised the claw hammer. He didn't swing the hammer at the mob, but the mob took the initiative to hit his hammer head.

The figures intertwined, the thug's body seemed to be bent by a huge force, the spine was broken, lost support, folded together at a strange angle, rolled a few times on the ground, and died silently.

Without any harsh words, and without words, Bologo rushed towards the etheric reaction closest to him. After eliminating these extraordinary powers, the remaining thugs were no different from hunting demons to him. It is comfortable, and even a little relieved.

Unzip?

I've been under a lot of pressure recently, it's not about some deep hatred, it's just that too many messy things have piled up together, which annoys me very much.

Thinking of this, Amyu's figure flashed in front of Burrog's eyes.

Sometimes Burlogo thinks Amy is like a... kitten?Probably, she is curious and wants to get close to human beings and understand all kinds of human beings, but because she does not understand human beings, she is frightened by various human behaviors.

Bologo didn't know how to solve this problem. He could somewhat understand Amy's thoughts, but no matter what, Bologo couldn't tell Amy directly that you were just a tool, so don't try to get close to humans. Too cruel.

Aimu understands human beings, but she doesn't understand enough. She doesn't understand the ugliness and evil of human beings, nor the desire and madness of human beings.

Swinging the hammer, another thug was smashed into a mass of flesh and blood, and all kinds of stinky residue fell on the clothes.

cruel?

When it comes to cruelty, Bologo happens to be the most ruthless of all butchers.

It stands to reason that it is not difficult for Bologo to do such a cruel thing, but he soon realized that the reason why he committed atrocities against these people without any pressure was because these people should have been punished like this, He just usurped his power and accelerated all of this as a bigger villain.

Amy did nothing wrong, or she was born with a mistake, she was born out of Ted's forbidden and crazy fantasy.

Burrog tried to put himself into Amy's perspective to think about all this, and soon he felt a sense of powerlessness.

This feeling of powerlessness made Burlogo even more depressed, and even became irritable.

The fire-calling staff ignited again, and several streams of fire enveloped Bologo from different angles, but this still couldn't hinder Bologo's pace. He strode out of the sea of ​​flames, facing the hail of bullets.

The dense bullets hit his body, but sparks burst out, the snakes quickly crawled on the surface of Bologo's body, and the dense scales easily bounced off all the bullets.

Bologo stretched out his hand to strangle a thug's throat. He screamed and slashed at Bologo's body with a knife, but he could only hear bursts of metal vibrations, and another thug came out from the side. He grabbed Burrog's other hand and tried to save his accomplice.

But it was all in vain. Under the aether boost, Bologo pinched the thug's throat, clenched his bloody fist, and smashed another thug's head in a circle.

The feeling of being satisfied with violence is really great, and even the inner irritability has been liberated a lot. Bologo threw a claw hammer and knocked over another thug. Looking at him with blood on his face, Bologo Logo laughed nervously.

(End of this chapter)