Endless Debt.

Chapter 373 Closing
Bologo couldn't remember what happened next. At the end of his memory, he felt a surge of etheric reaction, and then, like an explosion, the Immortal Heart in front of him shattered into chaotic fragments.

Intense exhaustion eventually overcame Burrog's will, and the too unstoppable icy machine fell into a brief dormancy.

When Boluoge regained his sanity, he was still on the battlefield of flesh and blood, but this time there were no more hated enemies on the battlefield, but only familiar figures one after another. Everyone performed their duties and dealt with the disaster. Aftermath.

"you're awake?"

Jeffrey's voice sounded beside him, and Bologo turned his head and saw him. Jeffrey was standing beside him, with his upper body covered in scars, and a cigarette in his mouth, slowly swallowing.

Smoke rose and filled his face, hiding his face, but Borrog could still see the golden pupils in the mist.

Burlogo felt a splitting headache, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Not long, just a few minutes."

Burrog sat up in embarrassment. He tried to recall the void world after death, but his memory was empty.

It seems that Bologo didn't die just now, but passed out from exhaustion. This is thanks to Yu Aimu's ether support, otherwise Bologo would have fallen into dormancy long ago.

With the end of the Immortal Heart, this rampant and crazy flesh and blood was finally contained, and the slight sound of collapse continued to come from the pale flesh and blood under the feet, and it was gradually dissipating into dust.

Burrog struggled to stand up, even though he was revived, his body was full of exhaustion and unbearable pain.It's not completely self-healing.He fumbled wildly with his hands, trying to find a weapon he could hold.

"Take it easy, it's all over."

Jeffrey comforted, with a relaxed and soothing tone, stretched out his finger, and pointed to the front.

Bologo looked along the instructions, and the vicious guys were in front of him. They were wearing white armed uniforms, and they were dealing with the remnants of the battlefield.

Streams of scorching fire are released from the flamethrower, and red mercury will release a lot of heat when it burns. These merciless flames are very suitable for dealing with twisted and growing flesh.

The congealed flesh was burnt into a pitch-black scorched shell, exuding a disgusting smell of ashes, filling every corner of the air.

Bologo couldn't help covering his mouth and nose, and then he saw the gray-black debris, which slid down like snowflakes and fell into the sea of ​​fog below under the stroke of the breeze.

A raging fire was ignited in the big crack, and the guys in white armed uniforms set fire wantonly, eradicating the flesh and blood spreading on the cliff. On the shoulders of these people, Bologo saw those familiar marks.

The authority denied by the black graffiti, this is the symbol of the ninth group, the atheists.

"The big rift is affected by the power of madness, and it is difficult to directly carry people in through the winding path. Although the ninth group has accelerated the pace of action, they still encountered a lot of flesh and blood creations on the periphery of the battlefield. In order to avoid disaster spread, they are slowed down."

Jeffrey explained on the side, if there is no ninth group to intercept it from the outside, it is only a matter of time before the immortal heart spreads outside the big rift. Once these crazy flesh and blood spread to the urban area, the entire city of oaths, Opals, will be affected. The possibility of falling.

"Is the sixth group here too?"

Bologo saw the figure of the sixth group, the anti-riot operation group... The main reason is that Hart is so easy to recognize. The guy is at least two meters tall and has a strong back. He looks like a giant in the crowd.

"It's about the Heart of Immortality, and all the action teams that can be mobilized have been mobilized," Jeffrey took a long breath, "and these Sublimationists of the Origin School are very good at containing these troublesome things."

"Containment?"

Burlog noticed Geoffrey's choice of words.

"The heart of immortality is the heart of evil after all, it is not so easy to kill, at most it is powerless."

Geoffrey patted Burlogo on the shoulder, motioning for him to follow.

The earth of flesh and blood under their feet is constantly collapsing and annihilating. Fortunately, it is huge enough, even if it completely collapses, it will take a certain amount of time.

Jeffrey took Burlogo to the center of the battlefield, where it was surrounded by the ninth group and the sixth group. Burlogo also saw the leaders of the two action groups, Carnegie and Yas.

The ninth group, the atheists, are responsible for fighting against the extraordinary disasters caused by the devil. It can be said that if there is no special operations team to intervene, they should be responsible for the loss of control of the immortal heart.

As he walked into the encirclement, Burrog saw the indestructible strange thing.

The iron-cutting sword was nailed to the flesh and blood on the ground, and the blood-red heart pierced through the cold blade. At this moment, the immortal heart had stopped beating, and there were countless cracks on the surface of the heart. Under the cracks were densely packed Mesh texture.

Under the combined power of Bologo and Lebius, the Iron Cutter Sword cut the Immortal Heart, but unfortunately, these forces alone were not enough to completely kill the Immortal Heart.

Absolute destruction is equal to immortality, causing this heart to lose all its power and fall into a dormant state.

Yas raised his hand, and the ether ban and ether silence were imposed on the heart of immortality, so that the ether vacuum completely covered it, making it impossible to swallow the ether and revive it again.

Carnegie brought a containment box, and carefully stored the Immortal Heart and the Iron Cutter Sword in it.

The containment box was closed, all the locks were fastened one by one, a faint light appeared on the pitch-black metal surface, and then it completely turned into a mortal substance, without any reaction.

"After the containment is complete, transport it back to the Safe Containment Department immediately."

Carnegie handed over the containment box to his team members. After receiving the order, several of them returned to the Order Bureau with the containment box. For safety reasons, Yas also assigned several team members to escort the containment box.

The others stayed and continued to deal with the aftermath of the battlefield. Someone on the cliff sprinkled large swathes of red mercury downward, and the fiery red liquid dripped everywhere and penetrated into the crevices of the rocks.

A few flames fell and ignited it in an instant, and the dazzling flame appeared like a burning waterfall. In the heavy flames, the remaining flesh and blood wailed weakly, turning into gray-black snowflakes without leaving a trace.

The high temperature dispelled the winter cold, and the diffuse fog was also evaporated.

His vision became clearer, and Bologo walked to the other side, looked around, and saw corpses dug out of the ruins.

It was the body of the enemy, the conspiracy of the guard of the king's shield was shattered, and almost the whole army was wiped out.

"You did a good job, Bologo." Yas noticed Bologo's arrival and praised him.

"What about the rest?"

Burrog didn't care about the compliment, he cared more about what happened to the others.

"Everyone is alive... just needing to be hospitalized for a while."

Jeffrey followed up unsteadily, and there were several staff beside him.

Unlike other field staff participating in the battle, these guys wore medical protective clothing and gas masks. While following Jeffrey, they injected medicine into his body and bandaged gauze on the wound.

Burlogo saw the signs on these people, it was the doctors of the Frontier Sanatorium.

Thinking about it, this incident of out-of-order time axis is very involved, and all action groups have been mobilized, not to mention other departments. The logistics department is already dealing with follow-up matters while scolding the street, and the border sanatoriums have also come here , Rescuing the injured field staff.

Just as Burlog was thinking about these things, a doctor passed by and noticed Burrog, and without saying a word, he gave Burrog an injection on his neck.

"Don't take care of him, he won't die."

Jeffrey waved his hand and told the doctors not to bother Burlogo. It was Jeffrey who needed help more than Burlogo.

He continued, "Give me another shot."

After another injection, Jeffrey felt a lot better, the pain in his body was shielded, he breathed deeply, and looked extremely tired.

"The undead are really convenient..."

Looking at Burlogo with a relaxed face, Jeffrey couldn't help sighing.

"Don't worry, the others are seriously injured and have been transferred to the frontier nursing home. If you wake up a minute earlier, you can leave with them."

Hearing Jeffrey's explanation, Bologo nodded. He still remembered the brutality of the battle. Even as an undead man, he was severely injured one after another, and his flesh and blood were devoured, let alone other people. .

Burrog recalled the figure of Palmer, he cared about his partner seriously rarely, and didn't know how the unlucky ghost was, but since he was rescued by the frontier nursing home, there should be no problem.

Knowing the news of other people, Bologo still didn't feel relieved, his eyes swept around, as if he was looking for something.

In the melee with the Silver Knight and the Immortal Heart, Bologo had to maintain a high degree of mental concentration, so that he had no time to think about many things. Now that the battle is over, thoughts flooded in like a flood, making Burlogo's mind chaotic endlessly.

He looked around frantically, and Geoffrey seemed to understand what Borrog was looking for. He turned around and waved to the other side, as if calling for someone.

The other party noticed Geoffrey's waving, and then saw the waking Burlogo.

Bolog was still looking around, and then he heard a burst of footsteps approaching quickly, the other party should be running over, Bolog turned around vigilantly, and was hit by a familiar figure.

She was so fast that she slammed into Burrog's suspicion with her whole body, and a swoop easily knocked Burrog down.

Bologo only felt that he was hit head-on by a motorcycle, and his chest was tight, and then he slid on the ground for a few meters before slowly stopping.

He was a little dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the figure sitting on him. She was wearing a torn and bloody robe... Bologo remembered that this was TEDA's research uniform, which he had worn for many years, and now it was She picked up and succeeded.

Against the light, Bologo couldn't see her face clearly, but he knew who she was, and then a warm liquid splashed on his face. Bologo thought the battle was over, and it shouldn't be blood.

Burrog's breathing eased, and he fell to the ground in a relaxed manner. At this moment, he let those endless exhaustion capture him, and fell into peace for a long time.

(End of this chapter)