Endless Debt.

Chapter 189 Employee Benefits
For Gray, this period of time was like a crazy and blurred dream. As a new member of the King's Secret Sword, he followed the team to this mysterious and treacherous city of oath, Opus.

Before he could face strong enemies and fierce battles, the captain Jamon, who was trusted by Gray, suddenly rebelled. In order to save himself, Miransha also died in front of his eyes... Gray also wanted to invite her to visit his home after the operation was over. , he really likes Miransha.

All the things fell before his eyes like a storm. After the baptism, the slightly green Gray was no longer a puppet dominated by hatred and anger.

Looking at the rotting corpses in the green mist, Gray thought of many ways to hunt the undead. This highly poisonous mist was one of the solutions. Apart from being extremely expensive, it had almost no disadvantages.

Heavy breathing sounded from under the gas mask. Gray didn't dare to get too close to the green mist. This highly poisonous mist would corrode even the gas mask. Fortunately, it didn't last long and would dissipate naturally soon.

The corpses in the green mist didn't respond either. It seemed that Bologo was really weakened by the poisonous poison of the green mist. Gray even saw faint bones.

But he didn't relax his vigilance because of this. Holding a dagger in one hand and a pistol in the other, he approached slowly, trying to determine Burlogo's state.

The line of sight gradually became clearer, as if time was speeding up on Bologo's body, the flesh and blood were rotten, pus and blood mixed together, exuding a disgusting smell.

But if you look carefully, there is a touch of silver between the rotten flesh and blood...

Gray instinctively pulled the trigger, and the bullet pierced into the carrion, but there was a metallic crunch.

Only at this moment did he realize that under the thin layer of carrion, there was a vague human shape made of a mixture of soil and metal. Then, severe pain came along the sole of the foot, and the cold spikes pierced Gray's sole in an instant, and then twisted into a The iron thorns spread out, densely packed iron thorns drilled out from under the skin.

Gray fell backwards, endured the severe pain and tore off the iron thorn. At the same time, he sensed the direction of the ether flow, and saw the ground bulge and crack not far away. The slightly embarrassed Borrog stood up slowly, with his chest on his chest. The flesh and blood squirmed slowly, healing the wound.

Thanks to the many days of training, the things that Bologo created with the secret energy became more and more vivid. Now, under the right conditions, the double he created can even be fake.

Just stalking underground felt really bad, he felt like a mole.

"As a hunter, you are still not calm enough."

Bologo didn't expect his mistake to draw Gray so easily. The other party seems to be a novice, but he just relies on his own alchemy weapons.

Gray looked at Burlog in shock. Even though the delusional had repeatedly warned him, he had made sufficient preparations in advance, but when he actually encountered Burlog, this guy was only more difficult than expected.

If he hadn't moved so fast, he might have been pierced through his heart by an iron thorn.

He staggered and moved his steps, and at the same time threw a smoke bomb, and the thick fog was released instantly, covering Burrog's sight.

Gray knew that the operation had failed, and he had to find a way to escape from here. He was not afraid of dying now, but before he died, he hoped to kill Jamon himself.

It is for this purpose that he continues to act, and is even driven by delusions.

He took out the injection from his waist and slammed it into his thigh. After a short breath, the severe pain disappeared. Gray dragged his injured leg and quickly escaped along the prepared route.

The dense fog failed to stop Burrog for too long, and one iron spear after another broke through the fog, but they all nailed Gray's back and failed to hit him.

Burrog frowned, and he tried to catch up with Gray, but now Burrog's speed was obviously a bit slower. Even if he was immortal, it would take a certain amount of time to heal the toxin and the huge wound, but The ether consumed will also increase accordingly.

Gray is a tricky opponent. He seems to know himself very well, and he has made sufficient preparations and added many alchemy weapons. If there are no such alchemy weapons that get in the way, Burlogo feels that the battle should have ended long ago.

After coughing hard a few times, large chunks of dirty blood were spit out, which made Burlogo feel a lot easier.

To be honest, this is the first time he has experienced such a battle. The opponent is like an upstart, with inexhaustible alchemy weapons.

Thinking of his savings in battle, Burlogo was actually somewhat envious of the other party.

Gray's figure disappeared from sight. The clothes on his body should also be an alchemy weapon, which can integrate the figure with the environment. In this dark gap, this kind of camouflage couldn't be more convenient.

Bologo couldn't detect Gray's etheric reaction. Even with the etheric flow goggles, it would be very difficult to pursue him when the opponent wanted to escape.

Fortunately, experts are always fully prepared.

A silvery trail appeared in the air, a slender, liquid-like silver thread slowly drifting, starting from Bologo's hand, and extending into the deep crack.

The recruiting hand has a limit distance, and within its release range, it can continuously shape the silk thread to extend its distance. In addition to the excellent ether ductility of the snake scale liquid, when Bologo hurt Gray, he A beacon was left on Gray's body.

Taking a breath, Bologo released a large amount of ether along the silk thread, bursts of green lights appeared on the silver-white silk thread, and then the blue trajectory emerged out of thin air.

"Got you."

Bologo whispered, the ether boost was added to the body, and his speed suddenly increased in an instant, chasing Gray along the instructions of the blue track.

Step into the inside of the big fissure, throw out the hook cable, and move around between the cliffs.

With such trauma to his leg, it stands to reason that Gray can't run far, but after Burrog pursued for so long, the trajectory of cyan is still extending forward.

The imagination is also true, this guy has already taken out so many alchemy weapons, even some alchemy potions that ignore pain are really normal.

Bologo suspects that Gray is a member of the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. Kemp and Shelley were attacked as bait when they were investigating the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. With Gray's equipment, he is a member of the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. greatly increase.

But what Bologo didn't understand was, why did the Gray Trader Association design to hunt and kill itself?And the point that still bothers Burlogo is that he cannot be killed. What is the significance of what they do?

Bologo believes that this must have their own intentions, but they can't guess it yet.

The cyan trajectory extends all the way to the wandering fork road. Bologo stepped onto the dilapidated street and stopped for a while. The cyan trajectory ends here. It should be Gray who discovered this.

It seemed that he still lost Gray, but Gray might be around here, and this was the last location where he appeared.

Burrog's eyes swept across the street, and then fell not far away. Countless cables were entangled in the crookedly stretched buildings, and neon lights of different colors flickered non-stop.

Gray figures stood beneath the building, talking to each other, drinking, and having fun.

Burrog walked towards the neon lights, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the Spiderweb Bar.

There was constant hustle and bustle in the room, and the change of day and night was not obvious here, so the joy did not stop. Just like when I came here before, the customers changed again and again, but Vika always stood behind the bar, wiping silently. Wine glasses, or to collect the debts handed over by others.

It was only later that Bologo learned that Vika had an extraordinary position in the Wandering Fork Road. This bar is also an exchange. Many people from the Wandering Fork Road will come here for private transactions. Lending mammon coins is regarded as a creditor to many people.

Walking to the bar, Burlogo didn't order a glass of wine to open up the topic as usual, but asked directly, with murderous intent in his tone.

"I was chasing a man and his leg was hurt, did you see him?" asked Burlogo.

"No."

Vikar shook his head bluntly. The two were so close that he could easily smell the blood on Borrog's body, but his expression did not change.

Vika has long been accustomed to this kind of situation, even if someone dies before his eyes, it is very common for him.

"How much do I need to pay for this? I know the rules here, and everything has value." Borrog said again.

"value?"

Vika stopped what he was doing, glanced at Bologo, then shook his head with a smile.

"The premise of payment is that there must be such products on the shelves... I don't know anything, if you want, I can buy you a drink."

Bologo didn't hide the killing intent in his eyes, and Vika didn't care about it. People looked at him with such eyes every day, and he had long been used to it.

"Aren't you afraid?" Burrog asked.

"What are you afraid of? My employee benefits are pretty good."

Vikar said something that sounded incomprehensible, but Bologo knew what he meant.

Violent coercion will not work in Vicar. He is the spokesperson of the evil will and the most loyal employee of the tyrant. Bologo knew that he would not be able to obtain information about Gray from Vicar, but he did not turn around and leave. is raising another question.

"You... still have this hesitation. For your boss, it is actually another form of faith, right?"

Faced with Burlogo's question, Vika just kept smiling without saying a word.

Burrog took a deep look at the bartender, and when he was about to turn to leave, Vika stopped him again.

"Wait a minute, Bologo."

Turning around, Vika put a Mammon coin on the bar, pressed the coin with his index finger, and pushed it towards Bologo.

"Congratulations, you have become a legend."

Moving his index finger away, Burrog saw the symbol of quicksilver engraved on the mammon coin.

(End of this chapter)