Endless Debt.

Chapter 360 The Devils' Conspiracy
For a long time, Palmer has always regarded the so-called ace combination as a joke, and used it to liven up the atmosphere from time to time, but seeing that Burlogo looked eager to try, Palmer really panicked.

It was too late to stop Burrog, this guy always acted faster than words, when Burrog said that not funny joke, he had already jumped into the air and threw the iron spear at the Silver Knight.

It's impossible to think of it as a Sublimator against a defender, but for Burlogo, he can give it a go.

This is the advantage of the undead. Even in the face of the god of death, Bologo has the capital to calmly fight with him.

After the fire rained all over the sky, the iron spear smashed towards the silver knight, but the silver knight didn't even look at it, even relying on the ether surrounding his body, he easily shook the iron spear away.

"Is that so?"

Bologo said to himself, he was observing the strength of the Silver Knight before, this guy's own aether intensity is terrifyingly high, even the clumps of flesh and blood will be easily crushed, not to mention the conventional throwing attack up.

Fortunately, Bologo's offensive bought some time for the delusional man. The time was short, but it was enough for him to weave fantasies.

The wounds on the body began to heal, layers of white bones were superimposed on it, and then the blazing fire burned out of thin air, engulfing the silver knight.

The balance of the battle situation is changing all the time. If the delusional man dies, then the purpose of the silver knight will be achieved. Similarly, if the silver knight is defeated, with the current strength, no one can stop the delusional man.

Burrog tried his best to control the direction of the battle. For a violent man like him, it was really not an easy job, not to mention that under that broken mask, there was another sad heart hidden.

Burogo wants to help Amyu get out of the inner cage. She must make a decision with TEDA here. Before making a decision, TEDA cannot die.

People can't get the answer from the mouth of the dead. If Taida is dead, Aimu will never know the deep-buried secret again.

Burrogo commanded, "Palmer, you assist me from afar!"

"Exactly what I want!"

Palmer threw out the hook rope, and the descending figure quickly stopped.

Unlike Burlogo, who doesn't care about life and death, Palmer is just a poor ghost with good luck and bad luck.

Palmer never expects his own luck, but is terrified of his own bad luck. Facing a defender is bad luck in itself, and Palmer doesn't want to pin his life on unknowable luck.

The ether in front was so passionate, the silver knight held the secret sword tightly, and walked out calmly without being affected by the flames at all, like an unstoppable god of death.

Picking up the gun, Palmer pulled the trigger, and the dense bullets splashed heavy blood on the creep, and landed on the Silver Knight, sparks were everywhere.

For the defenders, hot weapons are obviously useless, but Palmer still bit the fuze and threw a grenade at the Silver Knight. Under the strong wind, the grenade was thrown like a cannonball, and it smashed in the blink of an eye. When it arrived, it exploded into a dazzling sea of ​​flames.

Red mercury is extremely flammable, they quickly burned through flesh and blood, leaving hideous scars on the ground, but when they landed on the silver knight's armor, they only stayed for a short time, and soon disappeared. Repelled by the ether.

"Do we really have a chance?" Palmer wondered.

"Yes, although there is little hope... I suspect that the other party is just a dominator"

The voice of Lebius sounded in his mind, and after the fierce battle with his opponent, he was able to spare his mind to talk to several people.

"The secret power of the third seat is much more terrifying than what is shown now. If he had released the secret power, the battle would have been over long ago, but from the beginning to the end, he only relied on pure ether to fight, and there was nothing in his hand. That secret sword."

"He's not here, this armor is just a dominator like the Bladebite Wolf."

Palmer exclaimed, and then his voice turned into a scream, and Palmer watched Burrog fall to the battlefield below.

The delusional man raised his head, and now his field of vision was completely dark. In this endless deep gloom, the only light came from the front, from the body of Bologo.

The light was so dazzling that he even ignored the existence of the silver knight, and stretched out his palm, as if to grab Borrog.

The Silver Knight doesn't care about Bologo's arrival, he's just a first-stage sublimer, if he wants to come up to die, the Silver Knight doesn't mind giving him a ride.

Today's affairs have gotten a little out of control, and the Silver Knight must end all of this before the situation is completely out of control, and regain the immortal heart.

Silver Knight was already very irritable, but some mosquitoes still came to disturb him endlessly.

There was a sharp roar of tearing wind in the air, and the cold iron spear hit the silver knight's back, but the moment it touched the armor, it was bounced, bent, and shattered into iron slag all over the place.

The Silver Knight turned his head slowly, and Burrog took a deep breath. Even though he was an undead, meeting the dominator of a defender still felt quite stressful.

Burrogo whispered, "Are you all right, Amy."

Amyu didn't respond. She had been silent since not long ago, but soon the ether filled Bologo's body, and the alchemy matrix exuded a scorching glow, and Bologo felt stronger than ever before.

With the blessing of Aimu, the only difference between Bologo himself and the believers is that the secret energy has not yet been promoted, but even if it is promoted, facing the current situation, Bologo thinks it is useless.

"Team leader, this is no longer something that can be fooled by three times the salary."

Burrog muttered, a frenzy of joy flashed in his eyes.

Flesh and blood spread all over the land, but the secret energy and summoning hand can't control them. Now the only conscripts that Bologo can use are the snake scale liquid. Fortunately, they can self-proliferate, and Bologo thinks it's good.

The cold iron armor covered the torso, and Bologo held the two knives, and the body was blessed by the increase of ether. He struck out like a gust of wind, and killed the silver knight.

The silver knight's patience was running out, he clenched the secret sword tightly, and ether was poured into it. Theoretically, the iron-cutting sword can cut off all things that have a material form, even if it is a swimming gust, it will be cut into a vacuum.

The figures of the two kept shrinking and getting closer. The silver knight looked indifferently at Bologo who was coming to die. Just when the secret sword was about to fall, a deadly flying knife struck in the air.

Palmer's trick is really too boring. If it is used on others, it can still be useful, but for the Silver Knight, he easily slammed the throwing knife just by releasing the ether.

At this time, Bologo was in front of him. He remembered what Lebius said, and the more deadly than the Silver Knight itself was the secret sword in his hand that had undergone triple qualitative changes.

But no matter how deadly the blade is, as long as it cannot hit, it is meaningless.

Bologo's spirit has never been more concentrated, and his blue eyes are firmly watching the trajectory of the secret sword. He can see the floating shimmer, the texture of the metal surface, and the traces outlined by the alchemy matrix...

Heart-piercing pain erupted from his chest, and Bologo watched as a bloodstain was pulled out of his chest, his armor and flesh and blood were pierced in an instant, and his heart was almost shattered.

The Silver Knight maintained the movement of raising the sword with one hand. Unlike Boluoge's shock, the Silver Knight was a little surprised. He thought that Boluogo could not keep up with his speed, but a few seconds before the slash was completed, Boluo Ge instinctively evaded, which caused Burogo to be cut open in the chest instead of being cut off in the middle.

Forget it, anyway, the results of both are the same, nothing more than needing to swing the sword again.

Burrog's body fell back, and the silver knight twisted his wrist at this time, preparing to swing the death blade again.

In an instant, the ether roared loudly.

Burrog didn't fall down. On the contrary, he maintained his balance in a strange posture, and the broken iron armor on his body didn't completely dissipate. Instead, he squirmed wildly and turned into a group of treacherous snakes, winding towards the Silver Knight.

The two were very close, so close that the group of snakes swallowed the silver knight in an instant like the mouth of a monster.

The silver knight's body surface was vibrated with strong ether, but this did not completely drive away the snakes, and at the same time, the icy cold also descended on his body.

The frost was formed out of thin air, freezing his feet, and quickly spread upwards, sealing half of his body in the frost.

The delusional man raised his hand and looked at all this madly.

The Silver Knight ignored the Paranoid, staring straight at Borrog, the crimson light growing brighter through the cracks in his visor.

The huge aether was released, relying on the pure impact to shake the frost and the snakes away, and even Borrog was repelled a few steps.

Burrog staggered to his feet, and the ether aided by Amy poured into his body to speed up the body's self-healing. Looking at the calm silver knight, Burrog couldn't think of any chance of winning.

But this time the silver knight didn't chase him, he seemed a little confused, and soon he figured out something, and asked.

"who are you?"

Bologo felt that there were enough strange things that happened today, and his tense nerves had already become numb, so when the silver knight asked his identity, Bologo was not surprised, he just felt that this was not an enemy. A good time to talk.

Burrog raised his hand as he stepped back, and the snakes stretched forward along his arm, twisting and intertwining each other, and then solidified into a cold entity.

In an instant, huge iron thorns and steel branches erupted, and the cold thorns grew wildly, piercing and cutting the flesh and blood along the way, and completely wrapped the silver knight, placing him in the dense forest of thorns.

The delusional man behind the silver knight also launched another attack at this moment. Under the three-way melee, both Bologo and the delusional man attacked the silver knight at the same time, because he was the most powerful in the balance of the three parties.

Arms made of metal emerged out of illusion, and with the firm grip of the palms, the illusory arms held terrifying long knives one after another.

It seemed that a giant with a hundred arms was fighting here, and the falling chaotic blade hit the silver knight like a thunderstorm.

Burrog didn't think it could kill the Silver Knight. From the very beginning, he didn't think that all Burrog's efforts were just delaying time. As long as he delayed, the greater their chances of winning.

Facing this heavy blow, the Silver Knight looked very calm. He still maintained the calmness of a strong man. There was a strange scrutiny coming from under the visor, staring at Bologo.

The Silver Knight observed Borrog's figure, the face covered by the mask, the cyan pupils like will-o'-the-wisps, and his deceitful secret power, which controlled and manipulated the matter precisely, shaping them into all kinds of things. The appearance of wishing...

All this is so familiar to the Silver Knight, so familiar that the Silver Knight seems to have seen another figure on Bologo.

After many years, that figure dug up the grave of his memory and stood before his eyes again. If it wasn't for the fact that Bologo's ether strength was too weak, the Silver Knight would have even thought that Bologo was him.

This blankness lasted only a few seconds, and the Silver Knight was well aware that Burlog was not and would not be him.

"Xilin..."

The Silver Knight murmured.

After hesitating, the Silver Knight clenched the secret sword in his hand. As the most loyal subordinate of the overlord Xilin, he is one of the few people in this world who knows the inside story of the secret war.

Endless anger rose from the Silver Knight's heart. He looked at the man who usurped the power of the overlord in front of him, and the roaring ether set off a roaring storm.

"So it's you?"

The silver knight roared at Bologo, the sharp sword light flashed, and the dense iron branches were easily crushed by him, breaking into pieces of iron filings.

Burrog was a little overwhelmed by the silver knight's furious reaction. Although they were enemies, it was only a dispute of position, but at this moment, the two seemed to be endowed with some kind of deep hatred.

The power of the Silver Knight is fully unfolded. He has always carried out every order faithfully and absolutely, but now the outburst of rage actually made him temporarily change his mind and go to destroy Bologo.

The familiar figure on Bologo disappeared, and was replaced by another crazy existence. With bursts of contemptuous laughter, he stretched out his hand to the people.

Under his promise, even a noble king would respectfully kneel down and kiss the back of his hand.

"What are you doing!"

Bologo was caught off guard by this fierce offensive, let alone delaying time now, self-protection has become a problem.

The hook rope was nailed into the flesh and blood, and Bologo was like a kite baptized by the storm. After avoiding the impact, he wanted to pull back the hook rope, but the silver knight jumped in front of him with a jump, and then slashed with a sharp sword light.

There was no way to avoid it. The snakes gathered in the chest and condensed into a thick round shield. Unfortunately, no matter how thick and hard the shield was, it was still useless against the secret sword that could cut everything.

"I've been thinking about how to smash your conspiracy."

The silver knight said something that Bologo couldn't understand, smashed the round shield with a sword, and cut off Bologo's chest. This time, the silver knight released all his strength, and Bologo had no possibility of avoiding it.

The blade of the sword tore through the flesh and cut off the bones. Relying on the rank of the defender, the Silver Knight even broke through the threshold of Bologo's own moment soul to a certain extent, so that the command to "cut off" came to Boluo Ge's body.

"As long as I kill you, the devil's plot will not come true!"

The Silver Knight's words were full of hatred and malice.

More and more fine bloodstains broke out from Bologo's body surface, and his body was "cut off". The strength of the defender is so strong that there is no doubt about it.

Bologo didn't even have the strength to resist, and then he drew out his secret sword, raising a splash of blood in midair.

Cut off life.

Bologo's heart was shattered, his spine was cut off, his eyes lost their luster, his body became cold, and he fell straight down, leaving only the hook in his hand still connected to the tarantula.

At this moment, Bologo was like a hanged sinner, falling under the tarantula, wrapped in scarlet flesh little by little, swaying slightly in the air.

The Silver Knight beheaded Bologo, and when Bologo fell, he himself was a little surprised. He didn't expect everything to go so smoothly, even though his rank was much higher than Bologo.

No... The Silver Knight didn't even expect that he would meet Borrog here, the guy who was involved in the devil's conspiracy and usurped the power of the Overlord.

The out-of-control emotions calmed down quickly, and the silver knight knew that it was not the time to think about these things, and his primary goal was still the heart of immortality.

A delusional man's long knife was slashed behind him. Under his crazy fantasy, wind, rain, thunder and lightning came together, and the silver knight seemed to be dragged into a chaotic atmosphere.

But none of this disturbed him. He moved forward firmly, but he couldn't stop thinking about everything just now in his mind.

The Silver Knight has a genuine sense of fear, a kind of panic and helplessness in the face of pure unknown.

This is a game between humans and devils, they have lost many times, but this time, can they really win?
I should have won. I had already killed Bologo. Under the beheading of the sword of cutting iron, no life could reject the broken will.

The silver knight thought this way, but the cold feeling in his heart did not ease at all, but became more intense.

"The devils are always winning...always winning, and it seems like no one can beat them but themselves."

That was what Xilin had said to the Silver Knight many years ago.

Crazy fantasies descended before his eyes. After the storm, thunder and lightning, there was a wild killing intent. This was the power from the scarlet mistress, but it couldn't affect the silver knight who was the defender.

Paranoid tried all means to stop the Silver Knight, but he was like a wall that kept approaching, crushing all the enemies and corpses along the way into blood.

The secret sword swung repeatedly, splitting through obstacles one after another, until the silver knight came to the dreamer again.

Looking at the broken puppet mask, the Silver Knight decided to get back the Heart of Immortality, and left here with the Shadow King to smash the devil's conspiracy by himself. They will never let it go.

As for the paranoid's resistance right now, he didn't take it seriously at all. The secret sword was mercilessly swung down, the paranoid's hands were broken, and the long and narrow wound stretched along the neck, spraying a large amount of blood, soaking in the body of the silver knight .

The paranoid fell down clutching his throat. Under the influence of the immortal heart, he did not die, but it would take some time for him to recover from such an injury.

The successive battles with the Silver Knight had left the delusional exhausted and severely wounded.

The silver knight glanced at the fallen delusional man, and the secret sword fell again, cutting off the blood vessels extending from the spine. This seemed to be the connection between the delusional man and the immortal heart. Now that the connection was broken, the delusional man vomited more. There was too much blood, and the crazy eyes gradually became hollow.

In the absence of defenders, the Silver Knight cooperates with the secret sword of triple qualitative change in his hand. He is the master of the battlefield, and no one can resist his decision.

Walking towards the deep nest of flesh and blood, the Silver Knight could feel the gradually clear mad power, and the immortal heart was hidden in it, waiting to be recovered by himself.

But just as the silver knight was about to step into it, successive iron spears were thrown. They didn't hit the silver knight, but intercepted in front of the silver knight, turning into barbed horses.

The silver knight turned his head, and a figure that should have died stood up again. He staggered, wiped the blood on his face, and his eyes showed provocation.

Looking at Burrog who came back to life again, a trace of helplessness and sadness flashed in the bottom of Silver Knight's heart, he whispered.

"The devil has won again."

(End of this chapter)