Endless Debt.

Chapter 452 Hummingbird
"Did you escape?"

Bologo looked down and clearly saw the blood stains on the wall, which were slowly smudged under the heavy rain.

Zephyrin's etheric reaction disappeared, and Bologo didn't feel that he had killed the other party, more like the other party didn't want to entangle with him.

Bloodthirsty whispers sounded all around. The bloodthirsty people used their sharp claws to hang on the wall like geckos. Some were approaching Bologo, and some were approaching the bloodstain, licking the marsh. Filin's blood.

The blood of the high-ranking night race has an irresistible allure to the bloodthirsty people, and then the bloodthirsty people stopped their movements one after another, and then turned their heads in unison to look at Bologo.

More than a dozen pairs of scarlet eyes stared at Bologo, and in the blood-colored mirror, Bologo's face was reflected.

The battle is not over yet.

Cyan fireworks burst forth, covering the area around Bologo. As a high-level night race, Zephyrin has the power to drive bloodthirsty people, endless wailing sounded, and bloodthirsty people scratched the wall and rushed towards Bologo one after another. swooped on.

Boluogo narrowed his eyes. He didn't have the sense of victory of a winner. Instead, he became more vigilant. If he wanted to capture Morrowind, relying on these bloodthirsty people would not be able to do it. There must be many high-level night clansmen like Zephyrin .

The ranks of the enemy are not only the believers, but at least those in power, and even the defenders.

That's right, the opponent's strength is very strong, otherwise, if it's just these guys, once they meet Fu En, they will be sent to death.

Just as Bologo was thinking about this, there was a roar of thunder and the howling of a strong wind from above the sky, and the suffocating ether reaction erupted, like two blazing suns colliding with each other.

The huge pressure caused the battlefield to fall into a brief silence. Bologo involuntarily lowered his body to resist the suppressed ether fluctuations. The bloodthirsty people below also stopped their offensive steps, curled up like panicked beasts, got up.

Burrog looked into the depths of the thundercloud, and it was difficult for him to recognize the existence in it, but he was certain that it was Vonn who was fighting the enemy.

This is an etheric strength far exceeding that of the power-holders, and a war between defenders breaks out in the sky.

Burrogo sorted out his mood and changed his attitude. This was no longer a night clan raid, but a war in the true sense.

Extraordinary War.

After a short period of suppression, the thunder and the strong wind gradually faded away, and the two fought to the surface of the sea, rolling up layers of huge waves and slapping the shore.

The bloodthirsty roar sounded, and the battlefield became restless again, and the bloodthirsty people rushed towards Bologo.

Bologo didn't pay much attention to these bloodthirsty people. They didn't pose any threat to him. The only thing he needed to be vigilant about was the self-destruction of bloodthirsty people.

He could roughly feel that when the bloodthirsty self-destructed, there was another wave of ether surging, but Bologo didn't know whether it was caused by the alchemy device, or whether it was controlled by a night clan secretly.

A ruler like Lebius.

Bologo stepped forward, his body fell freely, and he held the sharp sword constructed with both hands, bringing blood all over the sky in an instant.

The figure of the bloodthirsty person paused for half a second, and then split into large pieces of minced meat. The blood mixed into the rainstorm and stained every place around.

Boluo Ge first slashed at the bloodthirsty alchemy device and easily smashed it, but the expected explosion did not happen. It seems that the explosion was not triggered by the alchemy device.

The steel cable extended from his waist, and the rivets shot into the wall above. Burrog stepped on the wall with his feet, stabilizing himself in midair.

Turning around quickly, he continued to observe the scattered corpses, and then the warm blood splashed on Bologo's face, and the sticky touch came from the skin, and then the warm blood began to become hot.

"Do it! Derby!"

Zephyrin in the dark ordered, and strong etheric fluctuations came from the scattered warm blood.

The temperature rose sharply, and the blood boiled instantly, burning restlessly like hot red mercury.

The blood attached to Bologo's body completely ignited, and the fire spread rapidly, triggering a series of explosions.

The self-explosion of the bloodthirsty is not the effect of the alchemy device, but some kind of secret energy of the enemy. Bologo turned into a ball of fire, and the bloodthirsty killed by him exploded together, turning the entire area into a The sea of ​​fire boiled.

In the chaotic and dark battlefield, the flames soared into the sky, like a burning torch.

Zeffilin hid in the corner, her breathing gradually became heavier, her eyes shifted from the sea of ​​flames back to her body, only to see that her body was covered with scars, large areas of burns covered her body, and densely packed with blisters.

After successive heavy injuries, Zeffilin's self-healing speed has slowed down, and the blood thirst has gradually become stronger, scratching her heart.

"You look bad."

A deep male voice sounded, surrounding Zeffilin's side.

She raised her head, and saw a delicate hummingbird flying beside her, moving swiftly and deftly, scanning Zephirin's body.

"To shut up……"

Zephyrin checked his body and stood up with difficulty leaning on the chainsaw and scythe.

I kept thinking about the previous scenes in my mind, obviously I injured Bologo severely, why did his injury heal?Some kind of secret power of self-healing?So what about his dominion over matter?

Zephyrin had a splitting headache, and blood thirst urged her desire, making it difficult for her to continue thinking. She could only crudely attribute Borrog's self-healing to some kind of powerful alchemy potion.

"Derby, come help me, I paralyzed Palmer Clakes, he must not have recovered by now..."

Zeffilin's expression began to distort and hideously, with cyan blood vessels protruding, clearly visible under the pale skin.

"Okay, I see," the voice came from the hummingbird, "the bloodthirsty people around are approaching you, and you will lead them."

"I'm talking about you! It's the Desublimator, not a group of monsters that can only explode!"

Zephyrin cursed, and she leaned out of the cover to observe the burning sea of ​​fire.

With such a deadly explosive attack, an ordinary Sublimator would be severely injured or even die, but for some reason, she always felt that Bologo was not dead or even injured.

Zephyrin turned sideways and swallowed the mist created by himself. It can not only affect the enemy, but also benefit Zephyrin to a certain extent, such as putting himself into shallow paralysis to relieve the pain of the body .

Rubbing the burned part of the body against the wall vigorously, the floating blisters burst one after another, and the fuzzy flesh and blood wriggled slowly, struggling to heal itself.

A voice came from the hummingbird, "Okay... I see, the nearest support is approaching you."

"who is it?"

"Hatch, and his servants."

Zephyrin recalled the appearance of Hatch and his servants in his mind.

Hatch, like Zephyrin, is a second-stage prayer believer, which relieved Zephyrin's nervousness a lot, but in order to capture Palmer, no one knows what will happen to her, and she still has some disturbed.

As for Hatch's servants, Zeffilin didn't have high expectations for them, but they were at least a stage of Sublimation, not irrational monsters like Bloodthirsty.

Servants are very common among Night Clans. It can be said that low-level Night Clans are servants of high-level Night Clans, and high-level Night Clans are servants of pure-blooded Night Clans.

Zephyrin waved at a bloodthirsty man in the distance, relying on the power of blood, the bloodthirsty man completely obeyed Zephyrin's instructions and approached quickly, but at the moment the two approached, Zephyrin swung the chainsaw and scythe, One blow decapitated the bloodthirsty man.

"Wow!"

There was a sound of surprise among the hummingbirds.

If it wasn't an emergency, Zefeilin didn't want to do this, let alone being watched by others.

There was no concealment of his disgust in his eyes, but Zeffilin still grabbed the neck section, and the headless corpse trembled violently. With Zephyrin biting the disgusting body, the bloodthirsty man The blood is distilled and coagulated.

Zephyrin let go of the headless corpse, wiped the corner of the blood-stained mouth, and a nauseating feeling came from his throat.

If possible, Zephyrin really didn't want to do this, using the despicable blood of bloodthirsty people to temporarily satisfy thirst and blood, just like hungry humans planing food in the garbage dump.

Hummingbird asked, "How does it feel?"

"To shut up!"

Zeffilin didn't want to discuss these things, she always cared about her image, always kept delicate and handsome.

Now Zephyrin is in a state of embarrassment, his smooth and white skin is covered with ugly scars, and his elegant image has fallen to such a point, which makes Zephyrin full of hatred for Burrog who disrupted the situation.

I don't know whether Bologo is dead or alive. Even if he has a powerful healing alchemy potion, it is probably exhausted by now.

Zeffilin looked at the burning building and the collapsed gap. Palmer should be hiding in a certain room. His momentary soul threshold has been destroyed, and his body should still be under the control of the toxin. She needs to hurry up.

A few ethers in the distance are approaching here. You don’t need to look at Zephyrin to know that it’s Hai Qi and his servants. When the power of several people gathers together, they can basically complete the game without encountering anyone in power. perform tasks.

Search for Palmer, find the wind cellar...

Zeffilin is not in a hurry now. For tonight's action, the Ye Clan has mobilized most of its forces. Besides Zeffilin, there are many Ye Clan in action.

Zeffilin asked Hummingbird, "How's it going? Derby."

"Several teams have entered Morrowind, but they still haven't found the location of the wind cellar. It seems that it is covered by the void," Hummingbird said, "But don't worry, we have plenty of time. got dragged."

Zephyrin breathed a sigh of relief, and she said, "That's good... Also, don't hide it, let all the bloodthirsty people out, anyway, after tonight, they will be useless."

The hummingbird didn't respond, and the silence lasted for a while. Zeffilin couldn't figure out how Derby, who was always talkative, would be silent at this moment. She searched for the hummingbird, but saw a figure standing on the ruins above her head .

"Interesting...is it really the ruler?"

Burrog looked at the struggling hummingbird in his hand, and then his cold eyes fell on Zephyrin.

(End of this chapter)