Endless Debt.

Chapter 188 The Unknown Enemy

The heavy bullet hit the bull's-eye, and Bologo's body fell backwards uncontrollably. Even with the protection of the snake scale liquid and the iron-hating suit, the shot still seemed too heavy.

This alchemy warhead seemed to be endowed with the power to penetrate all matter. Layers of metal collapsed, and a blood-red blast exploded on Bologo's chest, and countless blood foam spread among the bloody flesh.

In an instant, the splashed blood froth stagnated in the air, as if going back in time, they all reset and restructured the wound.

"He is undead!"

Kemp almost screamed, he remembered the rumor that there was an immortal debtor in the special operations team, anyway he didn't expect to see him here, and he still met in this way.

Then he understood the meaning of Bologo's words. Bologo couldn't be killed, and the behavior of the other party wanting to hunt him was undoubtedly too absurd.

At the same time that Bologo was hit, the iron spear in his hand also came out. The mist interfered with Bologo's sight, and the opponent seemed to be far away from him, and he couldn't detect any ether fluctuations at all. Bologo thought it might be The ether shading covered the opponent's whereabouts.

He could only roughly guess the direction of the ballistic trajectory, and threw an iron spear to fight back. With the blessing of the aether boost, Bologo's throwing spear easily pierced through the fog.

Not long after, a heavy echo came.

The surviving thugs seemed less threatening in comparison to Burlogo's preoccupation with the shooting, they were just a cover.

Thinking of this, the group of snakes gathered into throwing knives in Bologo's hands, and Bologo threw them at several figures that were still moving.

The icy metal pierced through the air and precisely hit the feet of several thugs. They fell into the mud one after another and lost their ability to move.

Burrog needs some lives, and he needs to figure out what's going on.

I don't know when, the quiet big rift seems to be pregnant with something, conspiracy and weirdness linger here, just waiting for the madness to break out of the cage.

Bologo likes to substitute his own perspective into others, think from the perspective of the other party, and then find the odds of winning the battle.

But what happened today gave Bologo a very strange feeling. He couldn't understand the purpose of the other party's actions. If he wanted to hunt and kill the field staff, the gunman should have killed Kemp and Shelley early in the morning.

In order to attract reinforcements, and then wipe them all out?
This is even more impossible. Except for the old opponent King's Secret Sword in Opus, few people can fight against the entire operation team.

Recent reinforcements?

Now the Bureau of Order only has two action teams on duty in the Great Rift, and the mysterious fourth team is obviously not among them, so it can only be myself.

The other party arranges all this, and the target is very likely to be himself.

Why yourself?Hunting down an undead?This also sounds too futile.

This kind of confusion did not trap Burlogo for too long. Burlogo believed that everyone did something with a strong purpose, and it is the same now.

This mysterious opponent must have some purpose, but I don't know what the conspiracy is for the time being.

But what Bologo knew was that if the guess was correct, he had already stepped into it.

"Yas, how long will it take for you to arrive... This matter is more complicated than I thought."

Burrog stood alone in the mist, and the earth walls around him collapsed, exposing his figure.

"What are you doing?" Shelley didn't understand Burlogo's actions. He undoubtedly exposed himself to the gunman.

"Let him see me."

It was rare for Burlogo to respond to Shelley's doubts, but it was more like telling Yas.

"Whether he will continue to shoot or retreat," Burlogo stared at the gloom in front of him. "I hope he can continue to target me."

After a short period of doubt, Shelley understood what Burlogo meant.

Bologo came to rescue the two, and his first task was to protect Kemp and Shelley. If Burlogo rushed to chase the shooter, it might be a distraction. As soon as Burlogo left, he would Enemies emerged from the shadows and surrounded the two of them.

Even if Burlogo speculates that Kemp and Shelley are just bait, and it is unlikely that the tiger will be diverted from the mountain, Burlogo cannot just gamble their lives like this.

For this reason, the situation became stalemate. Burlog could not pursue, but the gunman could move freely. Once he chose to leave, Burlog would no longer be able to follow.

Now Burlogo will turn himself into bait to lure the gunman to continue firing.

At the same time, Burrog still pondered, what's the point of hunting an undead?

"We're here! I sense that your ether is fluctuating, and we'll arrive in 2 minutes at the latest." Yas' voice sounded.

Should it be said that he is the leader of the anti-riot operation team?Even at such a distance, Yas can detect his etheric reaction, and it is hard to imagine how sensitive he is to the flow of ether.

"Two minutes, can you?" Burrog asked back.

"Okay," Kemp understood what Burlogo meant, "it's only 2 minutes, no matter what happens, we can hold on."

In fact, Camp and Shelley, like Burlogo, are newcomers who have only recently been transferred to the Field Service Department. The early work of the newcomers has experienced ups and downs.

Kemp was ashamed that he made a mistake and asked the team leader to fight the fire. He and Shelley both made up their minds and couldn't continue to hold back, even though Burlogo was originally going to rescue them.

Since the iron spear was thrown, there has been no more gunshots. Bologo doesn't think he hit the opponent, but more like the opponent retreated.

Bologo didn't intend to let the other party go so easily, and after Yas arrived later, he could give it a go.

Taking out the etheric flow eyepiece from his pocket, Bologo doesn't know the observation distance and accuracy of this thing, and how far it can be done in this environment, but as far as he is now, this is the only way to track the opponent .

After a short delay, the magnificent hue appeared in Bologo's eyes. The ether flow eyepiece had a certain imaging delay, but Bologo only needed a rough orientation.

A faint blue point of light appeared at the end of the line of sight.

Without a moment's hesitation, Bologo rushed towards the direction of the light spot. While he was advancing, a strong etheric reaction came from the other end of the mist.

Burrog knew that it was Yas, and he announced his arrival in a high-profile way like firing a gun during a robbery. Anyone who was about to move his crew would bear his wrath.

Thinking of this, Bologo felt a little regretful. He hoped that the enemy would be stronger, and it would be difficult for him to parry, so that he could see the fighting style of the Sublimationists of the Origin School, and witness with his own eyes. Sri Lanka's "silence" and "forbidden".

It is said that it is a rare method that can "kill" the undead.

Suddenly Burrog's thoughts froze. He felt that he had caught the tail of the clue, and hurriedly searched up the tail, but it was difficult to build a logical chain no matter what.

The original school can kill oneself, as long as they put themselves in an absolute ether vacuum and consume all their ether and soul fragments...

Burrog picked up his pace, he needed to know who his enemy was.

The king's secret sword?

It is unlikely that Stormy Night Bologo killed all the people on the list except the First King, unless they have some means that they don't know about to pass on their information.

Orangutan sect?

For this weird and evil sect, Bologo is not very sure. He still has a woman's handprint on his chest, but Bologo thinks that if the Scarlet Rot sect wants to do something to him, he should not be facing these thugs , and the ninth group must be aware of it.

The situation became more and more complicated and weird. It seemed that in this chaotic chess game, another strange chess player joined the battle.

Boluogo passed through the heavy fog and countless twisted buildings. He saw the damaged wall and the iron spear inserted in the rubble. With a little blood.

Reaching out to touch the iron spear, the solid form collapsed, turning into soft snakes and crawling back into Burrog's hands.

Judging from the remaining blood, Bologo scratched the gunman, which made him a little surprised. When throwing the iron spear, Bologo never thought of hitting the gunman.

It seems that Bologo's talent for throwing objects is better than he expected. Even with such a long distance and no definite target, he still hit the shooter.

But at this moment, Burlogo noticed that there was a bright reflection in the dim light, like a metal trip wire.

This is a trip wire!
During the long battle of Scorched Earth Fury, Bologo has dismantled countless such ghosts. This is a trap. He didn't hit the shooter at all. He deliberately designed such a situation to mislead himself.

The moment Bologo thought of this, the violent ether surged under Bologo's feet, and the dense scale armor protected Bologo's body, but the expected explosion did not happen, and instead continued to surge from his feet dark green mist.

The green mist was extremely corrosive, and the moment the scale armor came into contact with it, the metal seemed to be corroded by strong acid, and the fine bubbles burst, bringing bursts of screaming.

The scale armor can resist the explosion, but it can't block the penetration of the green mist. The moment the flesh and blood body comes into contact with it, intense pain comes from the surface of the body. Bologo accidentally took a breath, and the respiratory tract is like being burned by fire. , the sticky flesh and blood were stuck together, and he couldn't even breathe.

The fragile eyeballs came into contact with the green mist, and Bologo's eye sockets turned into blood stains, and his vision fell into darkness. Then the gunshot rang out, and the alchemy bullet easily pierced through all the substances passing by, and shot a bullet in Bologo's chest. huge cavity.

At this point, Bologo lost all his strength and fell to the ground like a corpse, motionless.

In the nearby shadows, Gray was wearing a covert suit that interfered with the light, with a sniper rifle on his back, a short knife drawn from his waist, and he leaned vigilantly towards Burrogo's body.

(End of this chapter)