Endless Debt.

Chapter 222 The Beginning of Chaos
The scarlet heart is stagnant in the cold and transparent quartz, and the surface of the crystal is glowing with shimmer, which seems to seal the heart, but even so, the scarlet color still carries full vitality, making everyone watching , and the heartbeat became violent at the same time.

As it was with Burlogo, so it was with the woman beside him.

"It's actually... is it really the heart of immortality?"

The woman changed her previous languid appearance and sat up straight, with excitement and anxiety lingering in her eyes.

The same was true for other people, the quiet atmosphere could no longer be maintained, and the whispers became louder and louder until the venue was full of noise.

"You actually know this? Who are you?" This time the woman finally looked at Bologo squarely.

"Does this question make sense in this context?"

Burrog, masked, responded with the woman's words.

The woman sneered and clenched her fists tightly. It had been a long time since she felt such irritability and anger from a person.

The host had already started to introduce the Immortal Heart. His introduction was not long, but he only mentioned that it was a sacred object of the Scarlet Sect and that it could produce eternal blood.

"If it is implanted in the human body, you can think about what will happen."

The host said mysteriously, but he didn't delay for too long, and then he shouted frankly.

"immortal!"

After the call, the venue became silent again, followed by even more frantic whispers.

Not dead.

Getting rid of the cowardly mortal body and obtaining an immortal body is the power that many people dream of. Now it is placed on a high platform and sold in the form of commodities.

"Aren't you interested in this thing? Maybe it can free you from the curse of the sun." Bologo whispered seductively.

"Power has a price."

Women obviously know more about the deceitfulness of the devil. Regarding the immortal heart, there is no fanaticism in her eyes, only reason and anxiety.

"What about you? Don't you care about not dying?"

The woman asked Bologo in turn, she didn't care about the immortal heart, it was the price of knowing it, but what about Bologo?A mortal like Bologo, even if he knows the price, he will never turn back, why doesn't he care?
"I don't care, I won't die anyway."

"You're still really confident."

The woman began to think that Bologo was an interesting guy, and it was the first time she had seen such a freak in her life.

She became interested in Bologo. Unfortunately, Bologo is about to die. Women have no idea about it. As long as they live long enough, they can always meet a few interesting people, so people like Bologo are in It's not rare in her eyes.

What Burlogo had in mind was another matter entirely. Now that Palmer was missing, he was the only one to carry out the mission. With so many people in the venue, even if Burlogo was undead, he couldn't kill the Quartet.

For this reason, Bologo wanted to try to use the woman beside him. As a night clan, she should also have powerful power to arouse her desire for the immortal heart, thus causing chaos.

Surprisingly, the woman obviously knew something she didn't know, so she didn't care about the temptation of the immortal heart at all, which made Burlogo feel a little headache.

The atmosphere in the venue became crazy, everyone was shouting and constantly increasing the price, and when Burlogo was trying to think about how to act, the woman's words made him fall into a sea of ​​ice.

"That friend of yours is Cerre Villeris."

Burrog was dumbfounded, while the woman lowered her body and tilted her head to look at him, but unlike the previous pink atmosphere, Burrog could clearly feel the killing intent coming from the woman.

Obviously, she and Seri are enemies.

"Since the Daybreak Judgment, some of the Night Clan have been imprisoned in the Land of Eternal Night, and the other part is under my command... I can't think of anyone else who can wander between the two, except for the traitor Seri. Not to mention that the bloodline is still so pure."

There was a little gleam in the scarlet pupils, and the killing intent almost turned into reality, slowly cutting Burogo's nerves like a sharp knife.

"Do you want to start a fight? Here."

There was no ups and downs in Bologo's tone. The silver snake crawled across his wrist and turned into a sharp dagger. Judging by his serious appearance, it seemed that he was really ready to fight a woman.

When the killing intent reached its peak, the woman smiled, and her hostility collapsed.

"One day, I will kill Threi with my own hands and expose him to the sun for seven days and seven nights from dawn to dusk."

"As for you?"

The woman seemed to know what was coming. She stood up to leave, but before she left, she said to Burlogo, "You will die here."

"These lunatics have no idea what they have stolen."

Looking at the heart on the high platform, the woman muttered to herself,
"Who are you?" asked Belogo.

"The dead don't deserve to know my name," said the woman.

"Since I'm all dead, isn't it okay to know before I die?" Burrog asked back, "Dead people will keep secrets."

"Olivia.

Olivia Villeris. "

After a moment of silence, the woman suddenly said her name, stretched out her hand, and scratched Burrog's neck with her sharp nails. Her speed was as fast as a gentle breeze.

When Boluoge felt the belated pain, a slender line of blood had already stretched out. The wound was not deep, but a lot of blood still flowed out.

Olivia took out a vial and caught the blood dripping from her nails.

During the whole process, Bologo stood there sluggishly. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but he couldn't move at all. The invisible ether bound his body, and the heavy shackles locked his limbs tightly.

It wasn't until Olivia encapsulated the blood that this suppression disappeared. Cold sweat drenched Burrog's skirt. This woman was much stronger than he had imagined.

She is like this, so what about Serley?
It was really difficult for Bologo to connect the muscular man dancing on the pole with the ancient and mysterious Night Clan powerhouse.

This world is too absurd.

"What's your name? Freak."

Olivia put away the vial containing the blood, looked at the embarrassed Burrog and smiled.

"Do dead people's names matter?"

Bologo responded with a smile in his tone. He may not be able to beat Olivia, but she is obviously inferior to verbal arguments.

Olivia looked at the freak in front of her. He was really weird. Even in this situation, he still looked fearless.

This kind of person would actually be involved with Serrey...

Recalling the appearance of Cerley in her memory, Olivia felt that it was not impossible. The weird personality of the man was quite liked by that guy Cerley.

"So is there anyone else to bid?"

The host shouted on the high platform that the bidding for the immortal heart has come to an end, and the high platform is full of blood and corpses.

In the end, many people began to give value, some cut off their arms, some gave their freedom, everyone competed with each other, and the more painful price fell on themselves.

A pool of blood flowed under the host's feet, and he continued to shout in despair.

This time, no one responded, and everyone was worthless. The host looked at the silent venue, and he was a little disappointed. He thought the scene would become crazier.

"Then...it belongs to you."

The host announced the final winner.

The man lost one eye, one arm, and both feet. He could only struggle to crawl in the pool of blood. At the same time, he also lost 50 years of time. His body was old and out of shape, and his movements were slow.

But all of this is worth it, as long as he gets that heart, he will regain what he has paid.

Exhausting his last bit of strength, the man raised his hand, and just a second before he was about to touch his heart, his arm fell limply, and the blood escaped from his old body, turning into a bloodless corpse.

"Hmm... It seems that the seller is dead, so is there anyone who wants to bid for it?"

The host became excited again, and the eyes of the few remaining people on the high platform lit up, ready to fight again.

A strange and depressing murmur sounded at this moment, coming from all directions.

For a moment, the meaning of extreme madness descended on this place, and everyone was keenly aware that something weird and crazy was coming. This time, even the host restrained his smile.

The ether surged in an instant, and even with the suppression of the Void Domain, the golden halo in Burogo's eyes became dazzling, as did other people in the venue, and everyone entered the battle preparations one after another.

Olivia obviously knew what was going on. She looked at Burrog, regretting that Burrog was going to die, otherwise it seemed quite interesting to bring this guy back.

"Finally, I will teach you a truth. You'd better not talk to ladies with such eyes."

Olivia didn't care what happened next, she was fully capable of escaping.

"why?"

Bologo also noticed the strange power, but his expression remained calm.

"The way you look makes me doubt my own charm." Olivia said, "The way you look at me is like looking at monkeys in a zoo."

Her figure began to blur, and then disappeared into the air like ink.

Burrog tried to find a trace of Olivia, but she was gone, just as she had come.

The tension in his heart became clearer, and Bologo guessed that the abnormality happening now was the death that Olivia mentioned.

In an instant, there was a roaring explosion, and the entire venue was shaken.

The irritability in Burlogo's heart has eased a lot. It must be Palmer who detonated the bomb. Although he is still out of contact, his partner is quite reliable at such a fatal moment.

The signal generator was sealed into the wall by Bologo early in the morning. I don't know where this strange feeling came from, but the venue has become chaotic. I just need to cooperate with Palmer to completely destroy this place.

The explosion set off smoke and dust, rampaging in the corridor, extending into the venue.

The dense iron armor was formed under the skirt, and Borrog was ready to fight, looking into the smoke and dust with full expectation, waiting for Palmer's debut.

It was expected that the robber's wild laughter would no longer be there, but a clearer sense of madness and an incomparably thick blood.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the knights appeared in front of the corridor in armor. They were silent and sealed all the exits of the venue.

The sound of tearing flesh and blood sounded, and Bologo followed the sound, only then did he realize that the host had turned into a headless corpse. robe.

"Ah...we're here to pick you up."

Latis didn't pay attention to the human head at his feet, looking at the heart sealed in the quartz with fanaticism.

After the frenzy, he looked indifferently at everyone in the venue, and ordered coldly.

"Dedicate them to the mother."

The silent knights jumped up one after another, swung their heavy long swords and jumped up.

　By the way, the book is finally fine, there are activities in the comment area, after a few days of adjustments, a few more chapters have been rushed out, and more will be added at the end of the month (probably)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)