Endless Debt.

Chapter 244 The Bloodbathed Stone Glistens
Under the power of the tyrant, both Bologo and Palmer were protected by power, and as if going back in time, the two people's condition returned to the best, and even the exhausted spirit was excited again, and the stimulant was injected Like, the heart was beating violently.

"I feel like I vomited my guts out."

Palmer's eyes were blurred, and his consciousness was still between fainting and sober. After walking two steps, he hugged his chest and wailed again, "It hurts so much, I feel like I've been beaten."

He didn't notice how bad his state was just now, and he didn't realize that the tyrant had come. If there was a mirror now, Palmer would find that he had turned into a blood man.

Palmer glanced at Bologo, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Where did you get it?"

As he spoke, Palmer snatched the orange juice from Burlogo's hand, and drank the remaining half of the glass in one go.

In such a desperate situation, Palmer felt that his soul was about to be saved when he got a glass of ice-cold orange juice.

Burrog's expression was a bit complicated. A few minutes ago, Palmer was still on the verge of death, but now he was alive and kicking again, and he didn't ask where he got this glass of orange juice, and he didn't care what was in it. Orange juice, or some liquid like orange juice.

Messy thoughts flashed by, and Bologo didn't bother to ask Palmer any more questions. Too much communication with the mentally handicapped would only turn himself into the same mentally handicapped.

"Amy, are you okay?" Burrog asked.

"Hmm... There is a strange power that envelopes me."

Amyu is extremely sensitive to the ether, and unlike the big-hearted Palmer, she has noticed the protection of the tyrant very early on.

The exhausted ether was quickly replenished, and the exhausted spirit was excited again... Various visions happened to several people, and this was directly linked to the devil.

This reminded Bologo of the contract that bound the Gorilla Rot Sect and the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce. They made some kind of agreement with the devil to obtain the protection of the devil through the bondage of the contract.

Bologo didn't sign the contract, and neither did Aimu and Palmer. The power of protection on them at this moment is a temporary contract.

Bologo needs strength to escape, and the tyrant also needs a substitute to temporarily solve some troubles for him.

But is there really no price?Burrog didn't think so.

For Bologo, the so-called price is the deepening connection with the devil. Before, he had to use Mammon Coins to actively call for the arrival of the tyrant, but now the tyrant can appear in front of his eyes.

Of course, this may be related to the area he is in. After all, this is the land of the tyrant, but too much communication with the devil still makes Bologo feel a little alert, and this is necessary.

Dances with wolves.

"Although I don't know what happened, it seems that the delusional man was stopped."

Palmer also noticed the strength on his body, and he regarded it as a gift from the tyrant to the hard work of several people. He looked up at the gap on the top of his head, where the scarlet blood hole was still dripping blood, and the densely packed branches opened their teeth and claws.

Burrog looked up as well, as if that was the case, the paranoid lost in the monster's body, the intricate flesh and blood slowing him down, giving several people a chance to catch their breath.

"Don't relax, we're not out of danger yet."

Burrogo was not as sanguine as Palmer, and he remembered what the tyrant had said.

Next, they will encounter troubles that are difficult to solve, and that trouble is also something that the tyrant cares about. For this reason, the tyrant is willing to protect a few people and let them defeat powerful enemies.

A powerful enemy that needs the power of the devil to defeat.

Boluo Ge's mood has become tense, and the snake scale liquid is wrapped around his arm, forming a long and narrow sword blade in his hand.

Holding the round shield covering his body with the other hand, Bologo put on a sword and shield posture, and walked vigilantly towards the depths of the darkness.

In getting rid of the delusional man's pursuit, Palmer emptied all the ammunition, and now the weapons he can take out to fight are only a few throwing knives on his body.

As the undead, Bologo walked in the forefront, and Palmer followed behind him, grasping the throwing knives tightly in his hand, ready to throw them out into the strong wind at any time.

There were bursts of blood in the air full of dust, and as the two of them went deeper, the blood became thicker.

"There's wind," said Palmer suddenly, "and there's a way out here."

Palmer was keenly aware of the surge of airflow, which was undoubtedly good news for the two of them, they were finally able to escape from this desperate situation.

The two continued to move forward, and the towering stone pillars came into view one after another. The stone pillars were depicted with fighting ghosts and gods, and they were arranged and arched on both sides of the road.

Boluogo tried to walk to the edge of the stone pillar, and there was an endless dark abyss below. It seemed that the two were walking on an extremely long bridge.

"Is there such a place in the Great Rift?"

Palmer raised his head, and huge sculptures of angels gradually appeared between the stone pillars. They held fiery swords and looked furious, as if they were suppressing the endless darkness below.

Walking in this majestic and cold atmosphere, Burrog's nerves were completely tense, and at the end of the long bridge, Burrog saw that thing.

Seeing that thing, Palmer couldn't help but marvel in a low voice, "Is there any other way for us to go?"

"Looks like it's gone." Borrog thought, that's what the tyrant wanted him to kill. "Get ready to fight, Palmer."

"Are you sure? Burrogo." Palmer thought Burrogo was crazy.

Burlogo said indifferently, "Do we have any other options?"

"Can……"

"Don't hesitate, Palmer, the ghost has actually spotted us," Burrog continued.

The other party seemed to have heard what Bologo said. At the end of the long bridge, the scarlet flesh was the size of a hill, and the sarcoma was tightly wrapped around the long bridge.

It smelled the breath of a living person early on, and at this moment it no longer pretended to be anything, the scarlet sarcoma began to squirm, and the huge body was raised high in the intertwining.

Burlogo and Palmer looked up one after another, and only then did they realize their misunderstanding of each other.

This is not a meat ball, but a big scarlet snake entangled. The body of the snake raises the head high, but the position of the snake head is a bloody human figure.

Burrog recognized the man, Scarlet Bishop Latis.

In the Colosseum, he followed Jamon and disappeared, but he didn't expect him to appear here at this moment.

Bologo's heart suddenly hung up, thinking that the devil's protection is really not so easy to get, and he actually has to face a negative person, and what's worse, the immortal heart is in his hands, Even if you want to escape, you can't escape.

"He...is injured?" Palmer's words relieved Burrog from his nervous mood.

Burrog frowned, and tried hard to see Latis' figure clearly. After a few seconds of delay, a clear picture appeared in front of his eyes.

A cold chill hit Bologo's blood, and he suddenly understood why Latis didn't fight for the heart of immortality, but appeared here.

He... is dying.

At this moment, the lower body of Latis has merged with the huge snake body, and the only humanoid body is covered with hideous and terrifying scars. First, he lost his entire left arm, and then there was a huge wound that opened his abdomen. Under the black hole, the internal organs have long since disappeared.

Then there was a wound across the throat, this wound was very shallow, it failed to cut off Latis' neck, but it also cut the airway, blood was gurgling out.

Latis was also blind in one eye. Among countless wounds, the deadliest one originated from his heart.

A pitch-black blade pierced Latis' heart.

What puzzled Bologo the most was that, as the Scarlet Bishop, Latis possessed a strong ability to regenerate, not to mention that after merging with the rotting roots, he almost reached the level of immortality.

But now those wounds are hanging on the body like this, the granulation buds on the edge of the wound are wriggling, they try to entangle together to heal the wound, but every time they get entangled, they will collapse again, as if the nature of immortality is broken.

"Ether mutual exclusion..." Amyu's voice sounded in his mind.

"What?" Burlogo had never seen such a strange sight.

"Someone broke through the threshold of his moment soul, leaving a large amount of ether residue in the wound."

Amyu sensed the etheric fluctuations on Latis. Although the distance was a bit far away, it was not a problem for her. She had encountered more imperceptible fluctuations than this when transforming metals.

"Those remaining ethers are mutually exclusive with his own ether, thus preventing the self-healing of flesh and blood."

"That means he's really dying, isn't he?" asked Burrog.

"Yes, but as long as he dispels those ethers after a period of time, he can heal the wound..."

"In other words, he is now half-dead with the protection of the scarlet mistress. As long as I cut off his head now, he will really be dead, right?"

"Almost, that's how it is."

Amyu observed Latis, and continued, "He has just experienced a big battle, and he is in a very weak state, and the ether is constantly overflowing from the critical gap of the moment soul..."

Bologo felt that knowing this was enough, he turned his head suddenly, and eagerly said to Palmer.

"Are you interested in adding a negative person to your resume?"

Palmer was stunned for two seconds, then cursed loudly.

"You're crazy!"

While yelling and cursing like this, Palmer still put on a fighting stance. He also saw Latis' weakness. Most importantly, Latis had already noticed that the heart of immortality was on the two of them. No matter what, he will not let them go easily.

Bologo tied the container behind him, and layers of iron armor surrounded him. Looking at the body of the scarlet serpent, the long and narrow sword also extended into a fierce sword.

"The bloodbathed stone shines bright!

Crazy power fills the body and bones! "

In nothingness, the record player slowly rotated, and the hoarse and piercing singing echoed on the long dark bridge.

Palmer couldn't figure out where the song came from, but Bologo excitedly threw out the hook rope, nailed it into the stone pillar above, and swayed the sharp sword wind, tearing the irritable song to pieces.

(End of this chapter)