Endless Debt.

Chapter 267 The Watcher of the Abyss

Flesh and blood shattered, blood splattered everywhere, breaking away from the shackles of the tentacles, and Bologo fell directly into the pool of blood with Aimu, and the crossbow bolt was inserted not far from him. As for the crucified tentacles Limbs danced wildly in pain, spraying out more blood.

The impact brought bursts of pain, and Burlogo gradually regained consciousness. He lay on the ground and struggled a few times, but he still couldn't stand up.

While being captured by the tentacles, it crushed Burrog's calf, an injury that Burrog was unable to heal with the aether depleted.

Bologo could only struggle to crawl on the ground, and when he moved his body, he was still observing the huge crossbow bolt.

The crossbow itself is made of pitch-black metal, narrow and sharp. Compared with the crossbow, it is more like a giant spear made of pitch-black metal. It is specially used to hunt legendary sea monsters or giants. In short, this weapon has not been used against humans since it was created.

There was a glimmer of light floating on the pitch-black metal surface, and the cumbersome patterns flickered. This crossbow bolt was still an alchemy weapon.

"Good news, we are saved."

Bologo said to Aimu, "I should have triggered some kind of defense mechanism, so it seems that the outpost of the desperate situation will definitely find out the abnormality here."

The tentacles struggled in pain, the trembling of the ground became more violent, more tentacles lifted up from under the ashes, the scarlet flesh was covered with mouthparts like human faces, they opened their mouths wide, and their sharp teeth met each other. Staggered and percussed, bringing a tooth-piercing trembling sound.

"The bad news is that the defense mechanism might kill us too."

Bologo growled and dragged his body, trying to avoid contact with the tentacles, keeping a safe distance.

In this case, Bologo's resistance is meaningless, he can't escape the hunting of these tentacles at all, what's worse is that he wakes up from the evil bewitchment, but there is still a tear in his mind. The severe pain, until the pain exploded completely, unbearable.

Burrog's face was pale, cold sweat drenched his clothes, and his expert instincts allowed him to make the wisest judgment.

He let go of Amyu and protected her under his body. In this case, Bologo didn't worry about his own life or death. Now he just needs to protect Amyu. Even if he dies, please ask others to take it back. just fine.

The tentacles in front of him suddenly lifted up, but at this moment more whistles came, and one after another crossbow arrows pierced through the air, accurately shooting these awakened tentacles.

On the top of Bologo, above the sacred city, the continuous buildings are like a ring, built along the steep cliff, and on the extended platform, the large crossbow table is constantly firing at the awakened tentacles below. .

This group of buildings, which resemble a wandering fork in the road, has a name that Burlogo is very familiar with, but has never witnessed with his own eyes.

Impossible Outpost.

"Be careful, don't hit that unlucky ghost."

A steady voice sounded in the minds of the crossbowmen, and was then torn apart by the whistling sound of crossbow arrows.

After the man gave his orders, he looked down at the abyss from the high platform, and the sacred city stood quietly in it. In the place of the original Golden Palace, a sunken giant pit took its place. There was a raging fire burning in the giant pit, as if reaching hell The depths, and the never-ending Foehn comes from here.

Turning his gaze to the outside of the city gate, a little bit of scarlet woke up from the ground, and at the same time, the crossbow bolts were fired randomly, piercing through the flesh and nailing them back to the ground.

In this roaring doomsday scene, a figure fell in it, as if dead.

Seeing that figure, Holt's expression was a bit complicated.

"This guy actually touched this..."

Holt felt that something was wrong. Lebius had reminded himself a few days ago that this Borogo Lazarus would always surprise people, and he hoped that the search and rescue of the fourth team could be quicker to avoid Burrog found these things.

Holt didn't pay much attention at first. In the desperate situation of the abandoned land, with only one stage of ability, Bologo couldn't go far, let alone involve the core area, or even reach the sacred city.

It is a miracle that Burlogo can guarantee not to die in the outer area.

But now the facts are unfolding in front of his eyes, and Bologo has touched it quietly, but the Immortal Outpost didn't notice it at all.

"According to our judgment, he should have fallen on the periphery, so the search and rescue team has been wandering around the periphery..."

The man standing next to Holt analyzed that he had thick glasses on his face, and he looked very knowledgeable.

He didn't expect that in the face of the unknown situation, Bologo chose to go deep into the abandoned land without fear of danger, and he also escaped the continuous Foehn.

In the eyes of the adjutant, the entire abandoned land itself is a large self-circulating cage. The etheric vacuum constructed by the quiet line of defense can make any sublimation person stepping on the land return to a mortal posture, and evil and light together trigger The foehn is enough to destroy anyone who tries to get close, not to mention, sometimes the evil will wake up for a short while, relying on instinct to eat.

"Evan, don't analyze, the fact is that this guy really came here," Holt shook his head and interrupted Evan, "now it's better to think about how to explain this to him in the future."

"By the way, can the Frontier Sanatorium help to clear his memory?" Holt asked again, "It's safer to delete the memory directly than weaving a lie to explain it."

As the leader of the fourth group, the Watchers of the Abyss, there are only two things Holt needs to do, watch this place and keep it in this dead state forever, and the other is to bury the secret here forever to avoid any Those who have not been given permission have learned the story here.

"Sorry, we have no similar cooperation with the Frontier Sanatorium. To be precise, in recent years, there has not been an example of someone who strayed into an abandoned place, witnessed the sacred city, and survived." Evan said calmly.

"Then just let him go?" Holt wondered.

"It depends on the discussion between you and Lebius," Evan put his hand on the whistle attached to his ear, and after a few seconds, he continued, "Lebius is already on the way gone."

Holt was silent for a while, looking down gloomyly.

The pitch-black crossbow arrows were nailed into the ground, crushing the flesh and blood. At the same time, these pitch-black iron pillars echoed each other. Together, they formed some kind of alchemy matrix. The faint blue arcs stirred on the surface of the metal, like some kind of incomprehensible The runes, and then they connected together to form a holy word of lightning.

The dazzling thunder surrounded the crossbow arrows, and then erupted into a fleeting thunderstorm. The roaring thunder hit the surrounding materials, and the thick ashes were easily penetrated, and even the flesh and blood hidden below became It became dirty blood.

Burrog pressed Amy and hid under layers of thunderstorms. The loud roar destroyed Burrog's hearing, and blood spilled out along the ear canal.

"We're still alive!"

Burrog opened his mouth and yelled at Amy.

Although he couldn't hear his own voice, Bologo felt that he was yelling, and he wanted to continue to say something, but his vision fell into darkness uncontrollably, and his consciousness was heavy until he passed out.

Burrog has reached his limit, and the accumulation of successive injuries has completely killed him.

After the thunder, the waking flesh and blood were subjected to some kind of invisible suppression. No matter how hard they struggled, their own support continued to collapse, as if two big hands grabbed them and dragged them back to the ashes again, and were rolled The fireworks burned into ashes all over the sky.

"The repression is over."

The sound of the report sounded in his head. Holt motioned to Evan beside him. Evan pulled the lever on the side. After a few trembling sounds, the platform under his feet began to slowly descend.

The descent lasted for a few minutes, and Holt arrived at the abandoned place covered with ash. He had been stationed here for many years, but until today he was still not used to the feeling of the etheric vacuum.

When he came to the gate of the Holy City, Evan checked the situation of the gate and saw that it was still closed. Evan was relieved a lot, while Holt stood next to Bologo's body, looking at the scar. Tired guy.

"Is this guy dead? Can we just leave him here?" Holt frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that Bologo died at a critical moment.

Evan pushed his glasses and explained, "Leader, he is undead, take the corpse out, and he will come back to life."

"Ah, is that so? Did Levius mention this?"

"I mentioned it, but you probably forgot."

There was no helplessness in Evan's tone, he was used to the team leader's appearance.

"Really, my memory is getting worse and worse. I shouldn't retire, Evan."

As Holt spoke, he picked up Bologo's body with one hand. At this time, the ground under his feet trembled slightly, and a scarlet tentacles lifted up again. It seemed to be a fish that slipped through the cracks just now.

"Leader, you are only 37 years old this year. You are in your prime, and you are still a while away from retirement."

Evan stood beside Holt expressionlessly, Holt raised his hand casually, the huge ether was fleeting, and the scarlet tentacles were crushed into fragments all over the sky in an instant.

"Am I only 37 this year?" Holt looked surprised, then rubbed his head helplessly, "I think I'm almost 85, when can I retire now, I've really had enough of this damn place ..."

Holt kept complaining, while Evan sighed in a low voice. After listening to this kind of complaint for a long time, he also found it quite annoying, but this was his own team leader, so he couldn't say anything.

The two were about to leave, but Holt stopped again. He noticed something, and then looked at the thing under the protection of Bologo.

A charred, shimmering mass of scrap metal.

"Rebius mentioned it, is there such a thing?"

Holt asked.

(End of this chapter)