Endless Debt.

Chapter 349 Interception
Burrog's attention was all on driving and communicating with Aimu, and he didn't pay attention to Palmer's actions at all, but judging from the extremely angry looks of Cronin and Gold, Palmer The foul language must have had a strong mental impact on them.

Before Burlogo could deal with the pursuers behind him, the car made a muffled sound, and the car body tilted slightly to one side, and even the speed dropped a bit.

"No!"

Burrog complained loudly, banging the steering wheel angrily.

Bad things happened one after another, thinking of this, Burlogo turned his head and stared at Palmer, and Palmer looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Forget it, Burlogo has long been used to such unlucky unfolding.

Just as Burlogo was about to stop the car and make a quick death move, Amy pushed open the co-pilot's door and leaned out to observe the car.

"What are you doing?" Burrog asked puzzled.

Amyu turned to look at Burlogo, and said confidently, "I can fix cars!"

"What!"

"Repair cars! From changing headlights to engine maintenance, I can do it!"

Burlogo was completely dumbfounded, but thinking of Amyu's fighting skills, he felt that it was quite normal for Amyu to be able to repair cars.

"How to do it?"

A group of snakes crawled to the interior of the car. Thanks to the precision training of the secret energy, as long as it is not too bad, Burlogo can immediately make a replacement part.

Aimiao stretched out his hand, and under the golden light, his arm merged into Burrog's body, and the perception of the snakes was transmitted back to Aimiao's mind.

She felt that she was rushing through the cracks of the machine, searching for the broken corner in the scorching heat.

No need for verbal communication, Bologo understood Aimu's meaning, the group of snakes solidified and shaped, and the broken metal supports were re-supported and strengthened.

Burrog is like a hard-working sailor, driving a big ship full of holes. He has to fill the holes while trying to escape the pursuit of the storm.

"It's your turn to drive!"

Burrog grabbed the door frame and flipped onto the roof of the car. Palmer also jumped into the driver's seat in good time, taking over the steering wheel from Burrog.

The cyan light track spread, and the snake scale fluid was released from Bologo's body like tentacles, firmly grasping the roof of the car, making Bologo stand firmly on the car.

In front of Bologo's eyes, the two believers were galloping towards them at such a high speed that even with the roar of the engine, they couldn't get rid of them for a while.

But as long as they persist for a while, the rapidity of the two of them is exchanged by consuming a lot of ether. They can't last long. As long as they hold on, Burogo can get rid of the two of them.

But in the same way, as long as the two of them hit the car with an attack, they can easily break the car into pieces and stop Burogo.

The silver-white group of snakes unfolded in the strong wind, and their ends solidified into sharp tail blades. With Bologo's swing, they turned into whip blades that split Sao Feng, and slashed towards the two of them.

Gold stopped suddenly, and then the thick roots broke through the ground, blocked the whip blade, and continued to extend outward, grabbing the car.

The speed of the car and the time it takes to release Gold's secret energy have reached a delicate balance. Whenever Gold calls out the giant tree, the car has already escaped from his attack range, but as long as it slows down a little, it will be killed. Giant wood hits.

"need my help!"

Amy poked his head out and asked Burrog.

"Not yet!" Burrog responded loudly.

Now Bologo can clearly feel that even with the blessing of Palmer's wind source, the damage to the car itself is gradually slowing down.

The group of snakes touched the ground, causing the hand of recruiting to rule the land. The solid road collapsed and countless halberds, like a forest of repelling horses, tried to intercept Gold.

But before Gold passed by, the branches grew from the halberd. As the secret power of the School of Illusion, the cornerstone needed by the giant tree garden itself was the earth. Gold easily resolved.

As Burlogo pondered his next move, a strong etheric reaction rose from the ground.

Burrog yelled, "Palmer!"

"Don't rush!"

Palmer turned the steering wheel hard, and the wind gathered on the roof, pinning the car to the ground to prevent it from rolling out of control.

The tires left scorched black tracks on the ground, and Palmer made the car set an almost impossible track and rushed towards another intersection.

The ground trembled, and huge roots rose up along with the wildly dancing branches, completely smashing the ground where the car just stood on. If it slowed down for a second, the car would collide with the giant wood and turn into a burning fireball.

"I just said I should be a racing driver!"

Palmer was thinking about his childhood dream, and became more interested. He slammed on the radio, and after a brief electric sound, the familiar broadcast sounded.

"Hello listeners! I'm Duddell, your loyal friend who broadcasts twice a day, welcome to this column!"

Enough of the absurd things today, Burlogo on the roof of the car did not feel the slightest surprise when he heard Duddle's voice.

"A piece of news is urgently interrupted. Unknown turmoil is happening around the Great Rift. According to calls from surrounding citizens, this seems to be a robbery incident. A black-hooded robber is firing at the crowd. Citizens are asked to stay away as soon as possible to protect their own safety. The sheriff is on his way."

"Robbery? What a stupid robber! The bank is not open at this time!"

Palmer laughed at the news on the air, then tapped the radio hard, trying to change the channel.

Amy hesitated for a moment, and corrected Palmer, "That...he seems to be referring to us."

"Ah? Is that so?" Palmer looked up at the rearview mirror, which reflected a black-hooded gangster, "Damn it, I forgot about it."

Palmer has become accustomed to covering his face with whatever is at hand, whether it's black stockings or a paper take-out bag.

"So? Are we also wanted? A gangster wanted by the sheriff?" Palmer asked Amy.

Ai Miao seemed a little overwhelmed. This guy didn't panic when he heard that he was wanted, but was a little excited. What's going on?
"get ready!"

Palmer said something inexplicable to Amy, and then he smashed the windshield with a punch, allowing the wind to seep in.

Bologo only felt that the car under his feet was bumping, and the wind pressure shrouded the surroundings, and he couldn't even breathe.

"How's the situation over there?"

A familiar voice sounded in my mind, it was Lebius.

"Aimu has been received, and now we are being chased by two prayer believers, and we are currently heading towards the Great Rift." Burrog pressed the whistle and responded.

"According to Amyu's dictation, she can no longer support the time regression of the fantasy species, which means that this will be the last time regression!"

The voice in my head was silent for a few seconds, and then replied, "I see, keep in touch, reinforcements will arrive soon."

reinforce?

Will there really be reinforcements at this time?If there are reinforcements, where were they in the previous time regressions?

Borrog didn't doubt much, he believed in Levius as much as Levius believed in him.

Waving a silver hand, he reached into the car, opened a suitcase on the back seat, and grabbed a large number of weapons from it.

This was originally an alchemy armed for the tenth group, the hunters of the countries. Recently, they had conflicts with the Scarlet Sect in the narrow countries.

Unexpectedly, at the same time as the fighting in the narrow kingdoms, the order in the Great Rift would encounter the loss of control of the immortal heart, and these alchemy weapons could just be used.

This is the alchemy weapon that Lebius brought from the warehouse, because Bologo is only a first-stage sublimer, and his own ether storage is not much, and these alchemy weapons are also one-time consumables.

Bologo simply fiddled with the alchemy grenade in his hand, pulled the fuse, waited for a few seconds and threw it towards Gold.

Gold didn't pay attention to the small thing thrown by Bologo at all. The tumbling giant log easily swallowed it into the darkness, but in the blink of an eye, the huge etheric reaction was released from the giant log.

The roaring explosion resounded through the street, shattering the glass along the way, and the shock wave even pushed the car forward at one point.

As for those entangled giant trees, they were blown to pieces at the moment of the explosion, but this is not the most deadly thing. What is shocking is the raging fire.

Different from the previous fireworks, the fireworks triggered by the alchemy grenade are tightly attached to the surface of the material. Even if the material is burned through, it will last for a while, and then completely extinguished.

A raging fire was burning on the giant tree and its roots, like a raging fire snake. Amy turned her head, and as an alchemist, she could see the burning substances at a glance.

Amyu whispered, "Red Mercury..."

Red mercury, or red mercury, is an alchemical product transformed from mercury, which is extremely flammable, and it is very suitable to use it to deal with the growing flesh and blood.

In the bursting flames, before Bologo could be happy, the wall on one side of the street cracked, and a familiar figure intercepted him.

"Catch you guys!"

Cronin took a detour to catch up to Bologo, and the impact of the aether swept by. The roaring aether easily lifted the vehicle and destroyed the streets passing by.

(End of this chapter)