Endless Debt.

Chapter 21
Reid retreated into the counter, took off his shirt, and wrapped it around his wrist in circles, barely stopping the bleeding.

The sound of iron and steel clashing continued, and a stream of thick blood rushed towards the face, completely filling the room.

Reed didn't want to look at the scene outside anymore. It must be full of cruel scenes. He raised his head, and there was a brass button under the counter. He pressed it without thinking, then stretched out his hand and pried it hard. Open the wooden board, revealing the dark secret passage.

Taking advantage of other people's time to delay Bologo, he crawled into the secret passage in embarrassment. Before closing the cover, a more shrill cry sounded, as if a massacre was going on in the clinic.

Who is this guy?
Questions ran rampant in Reed's mind, but he didn't have the courage to ask Bologo. In the first moment of the battle, Reid realized that Bologo was different from ordinary people based on years of experience between life and death. It is no longer within their reach.

This suffocating oppressive force is terrifying but very familiar.

After wandering around for so long, Reed realized who the other party was in an instant.

The Great Rift is a place of chaos, but there is also a basic consensus, or order, in the chaos.

It sounds a little ridiculous, there is order in a chaotic place, but the reality is like this, no matter how chaotic the "ecology", there will be an absolute strong man to formulate the due rules.

Reed has paid taxes to the "tyrant". Generally speaking, no one in the Wandering Fork Road will take the initiative to trouble him, so it is very likely that Burlogo came from the outside world.

But there are very few outsiders who will come here to enforce justice. Those who can be so leisurely and terrifying are probably the only ones.

"The lackey of the Bureau of Order."

Reed cursed, and in the narrow passageway, he clinging to the wall, staggered forward.

"Still noticed?"

He muttered to himself, as a member of this clinic, Reed knew very well what kind of business was going on here, and he also thought that he would be targeted by the Order Bureau. Although he was mentally prepared, such a nightmare It's still scary when it comes to reality.

This kind of thing is no longer something that Reid can handle, and now only that guy can resist one or two.

"Open the door! Noam! People from the Bureau of Order are here!"

The secret passage reached the end, and what stopped Reid was a heavy special iron door. After a second or two, the iron door opened, and a thick arm stretched out, grabbed Reid, and dragged him into it.

"Stop shouting, I've got an alert."

There was such a sound in the darkness, and when Reed pressed the alarm under the counter, the signal had already been received here.

Reed was thrown to the ground, and the heavy iron door was closed tightly again. After a few crisp beeps, several locks were tightly locked, solidifying the iron door.

This was a measure prepared early in the morning. The specially-made thickened iron gate was strong enough to withstand a large amount of firepower, and the already narrow secret passage could further restrict the intruders from using it.

Even if it is a guy from the Bureau of Order, it will take a certain amount of time to break through such a special iron gate.

"Noam, it's time to escape!" Reid stood up with difficulty, panting.

The Bureau of Order, a mysterious organization like an urban legend, and a shadowy place like the Wandering Fork Road, it is impossible to compare with it, let alone a group of people like them who are struggling to survive in the shadows.

Reed's first thought was to run away. He never thought of fighting against anything, and he didn't even have the courage to fight.

"Escape? Where to escape?"

A disdainful voice sounded, and Reid looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Noam emerge from the darkness.

Just like in the photo, Norm is a shaven-headed muscular man with intricate tattoos covering his bare skin.

"How many people are there?"

"One person, only one!" Reed replied hastily.

Norm dragged him to the dark depths, there were curtains hanging down everywhere, rows of hospital beds were placed in the dark, the air was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant, and there was also a slight decaying stench.

"one person?"

There was a strange light in Norm's eyes, and he continued to ask.

"Is there anything unusual about him? For example, do he have shimmering lines?"

"Then... what is that?" Reed couldn't understand.

"Then it's gone?" Seeing Reed's reaction, Norm said directly, but soon he hesitated again and murmured.

"Maybe those guys are too weak, and they didn't force him to use the 'secret power' at all."

"'Secret Energy'? What?"

Reed heard the unfamiliar vocabulary and couldn't help asking.

After all, Reed is just an employee of Noam, helping Noam to maintain the superficial clinic business. He knows the existence of demons, and he also knows that Noam is doing the business of sublimation philosopher's stone, but more information Reed does not know Now, all his knowledge of the extraordinary world comes from Noam, and Reed is not a demon, but an ordinary person through and through.

Participating in this kind of business at first made Reed terrified. He never thought that the demons that only existed in stories were actually real. But with the rise of the business, he may have gotten used to it, or he may have become numb, and became a One of the crazy ones.

"No... not quite right, this style of acting is not like the Bureau of Order," Norm ignored Reed's question, he was completely caught in his own thinking, "The Bureau of Order has always been secretive and deadly, but this guy is like It's a rising mass murderer."

Noam hadn't dealt with the Bureau of Order many times, but each time he was thrilled, but no matter which time, he had never encountered the current situation.

There is no conspiracy or trickery, and it is cut in with dignity.

Thick blood came from the front, and the pale light fell one by one, illuminating the blood-stained operating tables one after another. There were still some people lying on the hospital beds beside them. They seemed to be asleep and did not respond at all.

"We can't just escape like this. The goods are all here. If they are all destroyed here, 'Human' will kill us."

Noam opened the cabinet and opened the safe inside. There were rows of blood-like bright red crystals inside.

In an instant, the rapid breathing of both of them disappeared.

It was a gemstone like a treasure in the world, as if it was shining with light, even in the dark, it had a shimmering light.

This is the substance of the soul, the essence of "brilliant gold".

As if with magical power, the moment they stared at it, their thoughts became empty, and in the end, it was the most primitive desire derived from nothingness, trying to hold it firmly in the palm of their hand in vain. This holy, "golden soul" is forever his own.

"The Philosopher's Stone..."

Reed took a deep breath, and slowly stretched out his hand, with his slender and bony palm, reaching for the beauty like blood.

"Reed."

A calm voice sounded, with biting venom.

Reed woke up with a start, and his panicked eyes met Norm's cold pupils.

"Hold... I'm sorry."

Reed was short of breath, and quickly retracted the overbearing palm, rubbing it back and forth.

"Although the purity is not very high, this batch of goods is also of extraordinary value."

Noam took out a philosopher's stone, and after careful observation, he noticed that there were some turbid flocs in the red crystals, which interfered with the purity of the philosopher's stone.

"In addition to these goods, these things are more important."

As he spoke, he put the Philosopher's Stone back into the safe, opened the cabinet below, dragged the heavy suitcase out of it, opened the suitcase, and inside the suitcase were neatly placed medicines. Under the transparent glass container was a dark red liquid.

"So many?" Reed exclaimed.

"Yeah, these things can't just be lost," Norm said to Reid with a ruthless look in his eyes, "Call those guys up."

Hearing such an instruction, Reed was taken aback, trembling all over.

"But...but those guys have been hungry for a long time."

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Norm asked.

Reed swallowed. In this situation, his opinion was useless. He could only nod his head with difficulty, and then ran to the beds to wake up the sleeping patients.

Norm took out the Philosopher's Stones from the safe and stuffed them into the vacant space in the box.

Reed came to the hospital bed, and a strong rotten smell came from the bed, as if the person lying on the bed was no longer a person, but a corpse that had rotted for many years.

In fact, it's not wrong to think so, but these guys' bodies are still alive, but their souls have already decayed and perished.

Devils, the people who are sleeping on the hospital beds are all devils, and they are different from ordinary devils. These guys are plagued by mania, and they haven't eaten their souls for too long, and their minds and consciousness are completely hollowed out by hunger. distortion.

Ordinary demons are more or less conscious, but these demons have become complete beasts.

Noam left these dangerous guys here to test new medicines, otherwise such demons, even Noam would choose to throw them into the abyss of the Great Rift.

Now these hungry demons fell into a coma due to the medicine, and Reed tremblingly inserted the needle into the intravenous infusion tube, injecting the awakening medicine into it, one after another.

"It is estimated that these guys will be able to wake up in 3 minutes."

Reed yells at Norm when he's done.

"Okay, go to the escape route."

Hearing Reed's response, Norm also picked up the suitcase.

To do this kind of business, you always have to be fully prepared, and now these are Noam's responses.

At this moment, the roaring iron sound sounded, the huge sound almost deprived the hearing, the ground under the feet trembled, and the dust rose and fell.

The special iron door trembled, and the rough surface was slightly raised. It seemed that a wild beast was pounding on it behind the door, but it failed to break through the iron door and was rejected.

"At least this iron door is right."

Seeing this scene, Norm said.

The two didn't say much anymore, they got up and prepared to go to the escape passage. There was a special iron gate to block the demons who were about to wake up. When there was only one person on the other side, it was difficult for Bologo to catch up with them quickly.

Although the Bureau of Order is powerful and mysterious, mice also have their own way of survival, and this is the reason why they can survive in the gutter until now.

Everything seemed to be fine, very smooth, but the next second there was a violent shock.

Boom-boom-

There was a loud roar, as if a giant was hammering on the building, and the iron plates on the surrounding walls trembled in pain, like a swarm of restless bees.

The lights above the head became chaotic, and the choking dust fell down like a mist, swallowing the field of vision.

The iron gate was not breached, and the vibration came from all directions, and Norm couldn't tell what happened.

"Come on!"

Norm yelled to Reed, who was stupefied.

After all, the space in the clinic is limited. Whether it is the secret passage or the secret laboratory, they are squeezed here like internal organs, so the escape route is not far away, just behind the door on the side.

As long as they pass through this door, they can come to the outside world along the downward stairs, and when they reach the outside world, with the complicated structure of wandering fork, it is difficult for even the people from the Bureau of Order to catch up with them.

Noam took a step, followed by a violent shock, he raised his head suddenly, the source of the shock came from above, and followed them closely.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The building made a scream of "babbling". There are no designers or engineers to speak of in the wandering fork road. Every building here is considered an illegal building. There is no so-called seismic design at all. It is just a pile of steel and mud. The sand castle, under the shock, it is on the verge of collapse.

In the end, like a thunderclap, the roaring noise completely tore the ceiling above the head, and the concrete mixed with iron plates and wood collapsed and cracked.

"Stop! Reed!"

Noam shouted, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Reed who was walking fast. Thanks to his pull, Reed's pace stopped for a while, and then the countless ruins collapsed, blocking two people. the way people go.

Reed stared blankly at all this, raised his head, the ceiling above collapsed layer by layer, and he could see the muddy light hanging from above the big crack.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and Reed turned his head stiffly. His pale face looked like a dead man. He looked at Noam, as if he wanted to say something to thank him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

After Reed said a few words, he found himself speechless, and looked aside for help, while Norm looked solemn, and his figure was still slowly retreating, widening the distance from Reed.

what happened?
Reed couldn't figure it out, but soon a pain that penetrated his mind hit him, and blood gushed out of his throat, staining his pale face.

"If you can't open a door, smash a window."

Cold words sounded beside his ears, a sharp jackknife pierced out from the back of his neck, the deadly steel stuck Reed's throat, he could only let out a painful whine, his hands scratched his throat in vain, but Just got more cuts from jackknives.

"who are you?"

Norm scowled.

Under his gaze, the jackknife piercing through the throat began to twist, crushing the bones and nerves, pulling it out, and beheading the entire head.

As Reed's head fell off, the man hiding behind Reed was revealed on the bloody cross-section. His face just replaced the original position of the head, and the figures overlapped together, creating a chilling sense of horror. overflowing.

The headless corpse froze on the spot, brighter light lingered in the pupils of the eyes, like a blazing blue will-o'-the-wisp burning on the severed head.

"Norm Ward."

Burrog didn't answer Norm, but pronounced his name.

He moved backwards, wearing the gray-black windbreaker he put on again, under the power of the "hidden man", Bologo's figure began to blur, and disappeared into the diffuse dust without a trace.

Noam glanced angrily, took out the pistol in his waist, and looked around vigilantly.

Without a moment of hesitation, invisible powers reverberated and stirred in the darkness, and they were instilled in Noam, and thus glorious power was given to mortals.

Fine patterns, like craftsmen's sculptures, appeared on Noam's body surface, and they emitted bursts of light, as if they were tattoos engraved on the body.

"It's time for punishment."

Bologo's voice echoed in the darkness, and accompanied by bursts of deep roars, the demons that should have been sleeping woke up one after another. They struggled and tore off the chains that restrained themselves one by one.

"are you ready?"

The blue-eyed evil spirit proclaimed in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)