Endless Debt.

Chapter 231 Intervention
Latis knew one thing well, he was dragged here, the endless desire promised by the tyrant made everyone desperate.

Yes, there is no need for any guards here from the very beginning, as long as the value is sufficient, every greedy buyer will become a loyal believer of the tyrant.

It has to be admitted that the devil's words are very tempting, and not everyone can maintain absolute reason like Burogo.

Bologo also felt that it might be because of his status as a debtor that he was exempted from such influence. He had already seen through the essence of the devil and established a close umbilical cord with him.

But what Bologo didn't notice was that the golden halo in his eyes was constantly turning back and forth, as if Amy was thinking about something complicated, something that she couldn't handle.

Their eyes overlapped, and Aimiao looked at the imperishable heart contained on the high platform.

At this moment, the Immortal Heart is still in a sealed state, and the quartz is full of cracks, but it can still suppress its activity. Latis dare not touch the Immortal Heart directly. For this reason, he called another believer, and with his Using flesh and blood as a carrier, the quartz was stuffed into his abdominal cavity.

The Blood Gate is being rebuilt, but its structure is too fragile. Before the construction is completed, any slight impact will cause it to collapse, causing Latis to be trapped here.

For now, the Cult of the Grimrot still holds the upper hand, but over time, that advantage will turn into danger.

Until now, Latis still feels a wave of fear, like a vicious beast hiding in the bushes and watching you. That beast is not the tyrant, but the Bureau of Order.

Crazy thoughts kept hitting in his mind, Latis looked at the ground under his feet, his eyes penetrated layers of rocks, and looked into the depths of the sea of ​​fog.

Latis began to think of another plan, another crazy plan that had been laid down from the beginning that would sacrifice everyone.

"Mother, why don't you watch us?"

Latis muttered to himself, begging for the strength of the Scarlet Mistress.

No one responded.

The man's ridicule was faintly heard, he was amused by Latis's foolishness.

This is the land of the tyrant. Although it belonged to another king many years ago, after his death, men took control of it arbitrarily.

Over the years, the power of the tyrant has penetrated every inch of the land, and it is difficult for outsiders to interfere, even if that person is his brother or sister.

The scarlet world was slightly disturbed, Latis' eyes brightened, he was looking forward to something.

The suddenly fallen corpses climbed up strangely, even with stumped limbs and broken arms, they struggled to wriggle on the ground, as if a supreme order had been issued, and they climbed densely to the high platform, a strange scene Make everyone stunned.

The corpses are entangled with each other, they are squeezed together, forming a door frame of flesh and blood.

The blood flowed backwards, flowing through the gaps in the corpse, and then formed a blood film, which spread in the door frame and turned into a blood-colored mirror.

Joy flashed in Latis' eyes, and his mother did not abandon him in the end. The crazy power spread through the door, and the blood-colored mirror surface boiled like an upside-down water surface.

"go!"

Latis yelled at the cultist carrying the immortal heart, but the man couldn't move his steps just because of the order.

The heart of immortality is too heavy.

This kind of heaviness is not qualitative, but psychological. Even through the sealed quartz and with its own flesh and blood as the carrier, the power revealed by the immortal heart still makes the cultists breathless.

The consciousness of the whole person began to be hazy and shattered, the nerves were tortured by twisted forces, and endless pain was exerted on them.

This is the power that ordinary people should not steal. It only belongs to the once glorious, but now depraved and strange existence.

evil.

"bishop……"

The cultist made a hoarse sound, the protection of the resurrection of flesh and blood was gone, his body began to dry out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the heart in his abdomen took away the full vitality.

He stretched out his withered arm to Latis as if asking for help, but there was no pity in Latis' eyes, and he knew very well that he couldn't drag it any longer.

These people are all victims of regaining the Immortal Heart, as long as Latis and the Immortal Heart can leave.

Resisting the fear in his heart, Latis stretched out his hand towards the cultist, but just as he was about to touch it, an explosion sounded from the side of the Colosseum, and the road that was blocked by boulders was reopened.

Bologo looked there with some expectation. He guessed that Palmer had come. There were only two variables in the Colosseum, one was him, and the other was Palmer.

Damn it, I had so much fun killing myself, I forgot that there was this bastard in this mission, and I don't know what he was doing.

But the ether that emerged later revealed the identity of the other party.

The power far exceeding that of the Desublimer was released from the smoke, and based on the strength of the ether, Bologo accurately judged the opponent's rank.

Another loser.

More etheric reactions rose up, and the opponent was not only a power bearer, but also a believer and sublimation person.

Latis turned his head to look at the direction of the ether reaction, and then a blurry phantom rose from the smoke and dust. The illusory giant swung his long knife towards the high platform. During the swing, the illusory long knife was constantly solidifying , and even turned into a real entity.

"Bastard!"

Latis cursed and ordered the roots to rot, and the fleshy branches that rose up were cut off one by one, but in the end he held up the long knife that fell.

The fiery flowing fire burst out at this time, like a giant dragon breathing towards the high platform, the flowing fire easily burned the flesh and blood along the way, and the bright light tore everyone's shadows into extremely slender.

Bologo could only watch what happened in a daze. The flowing fire stopped and set off a roaring explosion on the high platform, destroying the blood gate that had been piled up with great difficulty.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the unwelcome guests. They wore uniform silver masks with many patterns and hollows, which looked like skulls stuck to their faces.

"It's just in time."

Nadai withdrew his hand, the rolling flame dissipated in his hand,

Sharp eyes swept across the bloody Colosseum, everyone was exhausted from fighting, and they appeared at the most appropriate time.

Burrog quickly retreated, hid among the collapsed ruins, and carefully looked at these comers.

Obviously, they are not members of the Bureau of Order, but they are not on the side of the Scarlet Sect either. There are new forces joining this melee. To be precise, they have been here from the beginning, and they only chose to dispatch at this time .

A sea of ​​flames ignited on the high platform, and Latis looked at these people with scarlet eyes in the sea of ​​flames, his face distorted with extreme anger.

"who are you?"

"Oh? A scarlet bishop?"

Nadai glanced at Latis, and judged his identity from the strength of the ether on his body and his ability to order rotten roots.

Nadai just smiled at this, and didn't mean to answer Latis at all. A scalding fire sprang up in his hand again, and the heat shrank together, condensing into a light spot.

The light spot collapsed and collapsed, and in an instant, a thinner stream of fire rushed to Latis, and in an instant, Latis was engulfed by the fireworks, and his figure turned into a pitch-black charred shell in the extreme temperature.

Bologo's heart sank. This was the first time he intuitively understood the power of those in power.

Judging from Nadai's power, his secret energy should involve the School of Illusion, creating flames in nothingness, and the fireworks are very violent and surprisingly lethal.

After the rising bursts of black smoke, there was a trembling trembling sound, and the pitch-black charred shell trembled slowly, and then the charred shell cracked, and thick blood and dense granulation sprouted out from the cracks.

The burnt shells fell off one by one, and Latis's disgusting face reappeared.

Those in power are not so easy to kill, let alone Latis, who is the scarlet bishop.

Nadai's expression was a little surprised. The third seat judged that the Scarlet Rot Sect would disrupt the situation, so he sent himself here. Nadai's fireworks are extremely lethal to flesh and blood.

It seemed that he had underestimated these cultists, but everything was still under control. Nadai stepped forward, throwing his voice backward.

"I'll take care of him, you take in the immortal heart."

Behind Nadai, the rest of the team also surfaced. Jia Meng held the red secret sword in one hand and a heavy iron box in the other.

They don't care about other people in the Colosseum at all. Nadai believes that when they appear, the melee will be a foregone conclusion, and no one can stop their power.

Nadai released the blazing fire again, illuminating the entire Colosseum, while Jamon and other team members also ran towards the high platform together.

Under the impact of the flowing fire, the cultists who served as the carrier had long since died. In the withered corpse, flesh and quartz were glued together, and the immortal heart stagnated in it.

Burrog watched all this nervously, not knowing what was happening, but he remembered his mission, not to let the undying heart fall into his hands.

"Aimu, get ready to go all out."

As Bologo said, layers of iron armor wrapped him tightly, turning him into a silent iron ride.

(End of this chapter)