Endless Debt.

Chapter 230 Slaughterhouse

Sometimes Bologo often imagines such a scene, if one day he finds the mysterious devil and gets his soul back, he will be freed from the curse of immortality and his life will come to an end.

Bologo didn't know that it would be hundreds or thousands of years later, but he was always imagining how he would feel when that day came.

Angry at death, confused about what to do with this life?
At the end of every thought, Bologo will only get one result. He will lie on the sofa with peace of mind and listen to his favorite music. If he can, he will take a leisurely look at the photo album, Remembering the journey of a lifetime, and then... the end.

Burrog would take it all in peace, which he thought was romantic and cool.

But that was many years later, and Burlogo couldn't stop now.

Amidst the roaring noise, the surrounding buildings began to collapse for the second time. The first round of explosions by Bologo severely damaged the Void Realm, and also shook the foundation stone here. Under the brutal growth of rotten roots, these flesh and blood were like dense vines , grabbed the heavy rock tightly, and while covering it with flesh and blood, it also pulled and disintegrated them.

Big trees of flesh and blood rose from the ground, the trunks were covered with gestational tumors, and the branches supported rocks full of blood vessels. Amid the strong smell of blood, the cultists launched a counterattack on the territory of flesh and blood.

Most of the cultists who can participate in the battle are first-stage desublimers. Their own ranks are not reliable, but under the protection of the rotten roots, they have been severely injured, and they can quickly devour flesh and blood. Mother's shelter, got up again.

Bologo had fought against several cultists during his evasion, but fortunately he had experience before. For these cultists, Bologo tried his best to smash them into pieces.

Conventional piercing and slashing have little effect on the cultists. As long as their bodies maintain a certain integrity, they can rely on their shelter to stand up.

Bring endless blood and flesh in the rotting roots.

The snake scale liquid violently pierced the cultists' bodies, planted steel seeds, and then turned into thousands of iron thorns, tearing the cultists' bodies into countless pieces of flesh and blood mist.

The cultists gradually noticed the existence of Bologo, and they separated some of their hands to attack themselves. The ether rushed in blood, and hoarse beast roars sounded.

Relying on the protection of the scarlet mistress, for these cultists, the most suitable school of mystic energy is obviously the school of ascension.

For this reason, most of the cultists that Bologo encountered belonged to this school. They turned into all kinds of weird beasts and gradually lost their human forms. difference.

Bologo is no longer the rookie who just entered the extraordinary world. Although the working hours are not long, Bologo thinks it is enough to deal with these guys.

"Do you want to increase?"

Amyu asked softly. She also saw the cultists who surrounded him, and Burlogo's pressure increased sharply.

"No, you just need to keep the normal ether output. When I need ether, I will take the initiative to say it."

Bologo rejected Amyu's proposal, and he felt that it was not necessary to use all his strength to deal with these cultists.

Snakes crawled all over Bologo's body, layers of scales wrapped him into a silver knight, but this silver white didn't last long, and was covered with blood due to the crazy fighting, and the blood also had Extremely active, trying to penetrate the armor and bite the body of Bologo.

At this time, Amyu's role was manifested. As the creator of Snake Linyin, in the state of co-string body, she could rely on Boluoge's body to influence Snakelinyin to a certain extent. When it was too late to repair the iron armor, Aimu would control it for him.

To a certain extent, it can be seen that Burrog is doing two things, Burrog is responsible for smashing the enemy's head with his hammer, and Aimu is responsible for protecting himself from the enemy's heavy blows.

A hoarse roar sounded, and the animalized cultists swung their sharp claws, easily setting off a hurricane.

The alchemy matrix erupted with rapid light. Under the aether boost, Burogo's speed increased sharply. While dodging the attack, he swung out a group of snakes. The steel showed a soft nature, like a floating silver belt, but when it When it hits a beastly cultist, it freezes into a deadly whipblade.

The scarlet wounds opened on the body, but the most powerful part of the Ascending Body School was the strength of the body, and an attack like Bologo's was not enough to kill the opponent.

But Burlog is not in a hurry, he doesn't even have much pressure, the situation is very bad, but now Burlog is also fully armed.

Bologo, who is in the state of co-string body, is the strongest posture, not to mention that there is still a tyrant's protection that comes to him indiscriminately.

No, not only him, but also Amyu. It can be said that there are two asylum blessings on Bologo at the moment. In terms of ether strength, Bologo feels that there is no difference between himself and the believer, and it may be stronger than the prayer. Believers.

What else can Burlogo say about such a perfect state, and this abysmal state of affairs?

"Open the killing ring!"

Bologo shouted excitedly, without any intention of evading, he swung his knife to meet the powerful enemy coming.

No.1 The bestialized cultist brought a group of flesh and blood monsters to attack Bologo. The other party was very similar to the Bailey I met before. It's some kind of bear-wolf hybrid monster.

Boluoge didn't think too much. After chopping off the head of a flesh and blood monster with a knife, the long knife turned into an iron spear, and then nailed through several flesh and blood monsters, pushing their bodies that were not yet dead with great force, and nailed them all the way. in the wall.

The distance was shortening, and Bologo and the first batch of enemies fought together. During the violent impact of fangs and claws, many scratches were added to Bologo's armor.

Amy injected ether into the armor made of snake scale fluid, making it stronger. Burrog swung a heavy fist, first piercing the chest cavity of a monster of flesh and blood, and then cutting off the second head with a knife. .

The flesh and blood monsters let out a shrill roar, but before the sound resounded, it stopped abruptly under Burrog's blade, like a music record that was suddenly taken down.

Bologo thinks that some music should come at this time, but unfortunately there is no broadcasting system here, otherwise he really wants to propose to the tyrant, such a small request, the tyrant should not refuse.

The cultists mixed with Xiong Lang came to kill him, and Bologo turned to meet his heavy blow head-on, raised the round shield with one hand, and held the short-handled shotgun with the other hand at some point.

At this time, Bologo didn't need to save anything. He pulled the trigger, and the alchemy bullet easily penetrated the powerful body, and a huge blood hole was punched out in the abdomen of the cultist, like a broken water bag. Mixed with dirty blood to flow endlessly.

The huge force carried by the alchemy warhead knocked him back, and then the round shield turned into a halberd. The halberd blade mercilessly pierced into the wound on his abdomen, and then the iron branches opened, further crushing the viscera of the cultist.

Amidst the ear-piercing wailing, the cultist held the halberd and let it penetrate his body. His face was distorted and hideous, his mouth was split open like a wild beast, and he tried to bite off Bologo's head.

Pulling out the halberd, the metal broke his spine, and even his movement stopped for a few seconds, and Burlogo immediately punched along the wound in the abdomen.

It wasn't just Borrog's fist that sank into the flesh, but also the shotgun in his hand.

Pull the trigger, and after a muffled sound, the cultist's upper body and head exploded into countless pieces of meat, and they couldn't die any more.

Bolog was bathed in blood, and his silver-white armor turned into blood red. Before he could take a breath, another group of flesh and blood monsters surrounded him. Bolog turned around and swung his throwing axe, chopping on their heads one by one.

The No.2 cultist was mixed among the flesh and blood monsters. He thought that he could hide himself in this way. Bologo reloaded without haste. The figure struggled in pain in the sea of ​​flames.

Seeing being discovered by Bologo, the other party is also twisted into a weird beast driven by the secret energy, but Bologo is faster than him, and before the opponent can attack, Bologo leaps, swings the mace, and moves towards Hitting the top of the opponent's head.

After the dull sound, the headless corpse froze on the spot. He still maintained a certain animalistic posture, but soon this sign began to fade, and he turned back to an ordinary person, and then died.

Taking a deep breath, Bologo was like an overheated machine, bursts of hot air rising from the gaps in the armor.

"Do you remember how many times this is?" Burrog asked abruptly.

"what?"

"Forget it, remember it again."

Burrog shook his head helplessly, then smashed the flesh and blood monster in front of him, muttering.

"First!"

After a short flight, a long ax hit the cultist's chest, and the ax blade sank deeply into it. Before the cultist could pull out the long axe, the scarlet figure came quickly, grabbed the handle of the axe, and used up all his strength. Flying upwards with all its strength, while cutting open the chest, it also almost split the face of the cultist.

With a quick slash, this should be the fourth, and it may be five.

Burrog cut off the arm of another cultist, and kicked the cultist off the pile of corpses. His figure rolled and disappeared in the heavy scarlet.

Another flesh and blood monster rushed over, and Bologo dodged sideways. When the figures intersected, he grabbed its body and stuffed its head into the mouth of another flesh and blood monster.

He smacked the flesh monster's head tenderly, closing the jaws. It's not clear whether it crushed the other flesh monster's head, or Burrog smashed both of their heads with one punch. In short, after the foul blood, Two headless corpses struggled to the ground.

After the rage, Bologo found that the surroundings were much quieter, as if these monsters finally realized that they could not be killed.

Looking at the dilapidated and scarlet Colosseum, under this cruel screening, there are not many people left in the arena, but because of their crazy killings, these people are all under the powerful protection of the tyrant.

On the high platform, Latis's fanatical expression was no longer there, and his eyes were like stagnant water, staring at everyone.

(End of this chapter)