Endless Debt.

Chapter 187 Trap
"Team leader, are you sure this guy is trustworthy?"

Kemp witnessed Bologo facing the fire and stepping into the sea of ​​fire with his own eyes. In his opinion, this was an act of suicide. The only reinforcements came to him through mountains and rivers, just to die here?Isn't this too ridiculous?
"I'm not sure either. No one can say for sure about the existence of the debtor, right?" Yass responded.

As soon as Yas finished speaking, Kemp saw the red-hot figure rushing out of the sea of ​​flames, killing several thugs one after another. Under the brutal hammering, the flesh and blood shattered into large pieces of dirty blood.

Camp wanted to complain about something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say for a while.

This was just the beginning, and then Burlogo showed Kemp another use of the Adaptive Arm. The hook dragged a mob, and it was directly broken into a broken corpse.

Watching Burlogo's hammering, Kemp felt like he was in the front row of a movie theater, watching a horror movie.

Shelley poked her head out just in time to see Burlog wring the thug's throat and dent another's head.

"Oh……"

She let out a burst of mourning, frowned, and squinted her eyes, reacting like a horror movie broadcasting a horror scene.

Looking at Burrog who was rampaging on the battlefield, Kemp looked at the gun in his hand again. He suddenly realized that this guy didn't seem to need his own cover, and compared to these thugs, it was obvious that Burrog was the more villainous the one.

"Where did the special operations team find this guy... a felon in a black cell?"

Vague bursts of laughter came from the front, and Burrog was as happy as a chainsaw killer. Seeing this scene, Shelley forgot the pain for a while and muttered to himself.

"He is indeed a serious prisoner in a black cell." Yas actually affirmed this guess.

The Yas people were not at the scene, but with Yas's understanding of Burrog, he knew why the two said that and what happened at the scene.

"Don't worry," Yass said, "I know some good psychiatrists in the medical department."

"Is it for him?"

Shelley did not forget to observe the battlefield while asking back. Now Burrog grabbed a fire-calling staff and released the flames wantonly, almost burning through all the fog in the area.

"How come, that kind of guy will only drive the psychiatrist crazy."

Yas felt that he still knew Borrog. Under his indifferent appearance, there was a heart ready to go crazy at any time, and the ghost knew what he would do.

"This is for you. I'm afraid you will only be vegetarians for a while."

Shelley soon understood what Yas meant, and the condensed smell came along with the waves of heat, as if internal organs mixed with dirty blood were boiled together.

Kemp was about to throw up, but the guy actually enjoyed it and kept chopping more and more.

This is probably a cognitive bias.

Burlogo considers himself a normal person, and apart from a few eccentric quirks, he considers himself mentally healthy.

He has a strict schedule, doesn't drink too much and rarely smokes, except for fighting evil, he rarely uses violence against others...

When Bologo smashed the head of the thug without emotion, in fact, Bologo was not without emotion, he was just thinking about things related to Amy.

Burrog felt that this situation was very common, just like some people like to think about things while walking, Burrog just turned the walk into killing the enemy.

He couldn't think of any answer, so he had to vent all his boredom to reality.

From the perspective of the thugs, they are indeed well-equipped, and all kinds of alchemy weapons emerge in an endless stream, which makes Bologo feel a little troublesome.

But Bologo is no longer the rookie at the beginning, not to mention the sublimator, even the believer was killed by him alive.

With the blessing of the Snake Scale Liquid, Bologo's style has become more aggressive than before. The group of snakes protects Bologo, blocking fireworks and gunshots, and can also be transformed into a solid armor and a deadly weapon. sword.

But soon Bologo discovered some problems. Under such a brutal offensive, these thugs still did not retreat, but became more fanatical.

Bologo is good at spreading fear to others. He has witnessed many people collapse under fear, even the cultists of the Scarlet Sect, but these thugs are different. They seem to feel no fear, or even the existence of reason.

Is something affecting these thugs?

While Bologo was thinking, a sniper shot hit him, and the blood exploded on his arm. The bones and flesh were entangled together, and the snake-scale iron armor was also broken, scattered into countless silver lights.

Conventional warheads can't penetrate Burogo's defense, this is an alchemy warhead.

Bologo conscripted the muddy ground under his feet, and the earth wall rose to cover his body, but another bullet fell and easily penetrated the wall. Under the obstruction of the wall, it failed to hit Burlogo accurately, but the bullet The ether above is still surging.

The explosion broke out in an instant, and the blazing flame suddenly appeared, and the black smoke covered the position where Burlogo was. Unexpectedly, it was actually an explosive warhead.

Burrogo was knocked out of the black smoke, the broken bones were reset, the blood flowed backwards, and the muscles regenerated.

In a blink of an eye, the injuries on Bologo's body healed without the slightest pause, and several earthen walls rose from the ground, covering Bologo's side layer by layer.

The earthen walls all face the same direction, that's where the shooting came from, and where the gunman hid.

"How did you survive until now?"

This is the first time Burlogo has asked since entering the battle.

"Ether cover, we are the sublimationists of the origin school, it is easy to hide our whereabouts." Shelley's voice sounded in his mind.

Burrogo understood what she meant. The gunman could judge his position through the earthen wall. The other party must be extremely sensitive to ether, and even said to have mastered ether perception.

He couldn't see the Burrog, but he could feel the ether of the Burrog, and thus find his place.

Kemp and Shelley survived largely due to the airtight buildings and etheric barriers that prevented the deadly shooting, and the etheric shading obscured their etheric reactions, keeping them silent in the eyes of the shooter.

"Have you been shot by him before?" Burrog asked again.

"No, we only know that the opponent has sublimation agents, but we don't know the specific abilities. These thugs have been bombarding us indiscriminately."

Kemp replied that if he knew the relevant information, he would report to Burrog as soon as Burrog arrived on the battlefield.

Regrettably, the two fell into a passive state from the very beginning, and did not obtain the slightest useful information. Now the situation has turned bad again.

"Feel sorry."

Kemp apologized again, which should be the most apologetic day of his life.

"It's not your fault...it's a trap."

Bologo said a conclusion that no one thought of, and everyone connected to the heart network became vigilant for a moment.

"What did you say? Burrog." Yas asked.

"These thugs are not affected by fear. I can only guess that there is something more powerful that restrains them and makes them attack me without fear of death. It stands to reason that with such a group of lunatics combined with alchemy weapons, you Both should be dead long ago.

But in fact, you are living well, even though you are in a bit of a mess, you still survived until I came. "

"He wanted to catch us all," Shelley said.

"Catch them all at once? This is too arrogant. The Bureau of Order is the real master here. Doing so will only anger the Bureau of Order."

Burlogo spoke his answer.

"I think he should be waiting for me."

"Why do you think so? Bologo." Yas asked back.

"I don't know, but I just instinctively think so. After all, in this big rift area, I am the only one who can rush to support the fastest."

Burrogo analyzed.

"You can leave, but you can't let the other party's purpose succeed anyway," Kemp said suddenly. All he can do now is to minimize the sacrifice as much as possible, "I can hold him back."

"Huh? This is what I find contradictory. Who exactly is he trying to kill?"

Burlogo ignored Kemp's words, but talked to himself.

"Was he trying to kill the reinforcements from the Great Rift, or was it Borogo Lazarus?"

"Does it make any difference?" Shelley yelled, beginning to think that Burlogo was really crazy.

"There is a difference, and a big difference..."

Bologo's voice stopped abruptly. An alchemy bullet penetrated the wall and hit his torso precisely. He couldn't cover his own etheric fluctuations. position is still clearly visible.

"Bologo!"

Kemp said loudly, he saw the figure that fell behind the earth wall, this guy just died.

Complicated emotions arose in Kemp's heart. He never expected that today's events would turn out like this, but before he could feel sad, the familiar voice sounded again.

"You see, this is where the contradiction lies."

In the eyes of the two, Bologo stood up from the ground slowly, and said in a suspicious tone.

"If he wants to hunt Bolog Lazarus, he must know who I am and my general information. Then he knows very well that such an assassination is invalid."

Snake scales covered Burrog's body, forming a solid iron armor to wrap him layer by layer.

"If he wants to hunt reinforcements from the Great Rift, then he is unlucky. Today is a rest day, and I am the only one on duty."

The group of snakes gathered in the hand, twisted into a silvery white spear, the muscles of the whole body tensed together, like a crossbow full of bowstrings.

At the moment of the second gunshot, the ether in Bologo's body rose, and the surging power protected his arms, and the increase in ether reached the limit.

Burrog threw the iron spear in the direction of the gunfire with all his strength, and then dazzling sparks and flying metal exploded on the chest of the scale armor.

(End of this chapter)