Endless Debt.

Chapter 46 The Overlord of Glory

Walking in the corridor, a strange feeling enveloped Bologo. He had experienced this feeling several times. In his memory, every time this feeling surged up, it was accompanied by the release of secret energy.

Ether, the full amount of ether is wrapping himself, like an unknown blessing, protecting him.

"Jeffrey, can you see those things?"

Burlogo patted Jeffrey in front of him, looking at the corner of the corridor with a bit of vigilance in his eyes.

Since the temporary authority was granted to him, Burlogo found that the "reclamation room" he knew had some changes.

The original smooth stone bricks were covered with dust, and there were still some cracks, and there were illusory phantoms in the corners, which seemed to be one after another human figures, but they were between the virtual and the real, and the disillusionment continued.

"Don't be nervous, this is an abnormal phenomenon that you will see after the third-level authority... It is a normal phenomenon." Jeffrey said something twisted.

Bologo probably understands what he means. The "reclamation room" will distort the cognition of the people in it, and the "reclamation room" that can be observed is different with different permissions.

Just like the door Bologo saw just now, he clearly remembered that he had never seen that door at all, and now it just appeared out of thin air.

As a staff member of the Field Service Department, Burlogo's authority is level two. After being temporarily granted level three authority, a bizarre world comes oncoming.

"Is this what you usually see?" Burrog asked.

"No, I usually act with the level-[-] authority, and only use the level-[-] authority when necessary. After all, you can also feel that the atmosphere of the working environment is very important." Jeffrey replied cheerfully.

The walls around seemed to be alive, wriggling slowly, the hard texture was no longer there, but it looked like some kind of gray stomach wall.

Burrog nodded in agreement, and gained a new understanding of the mystery of the "reclamation room".

In the end, Jeffrey brought Burlogo to an elevator, and the elevator door slowly opened, revealing a slightly narrow space inside.

"Let's go."

Geoffrey pushed Burrog, and Burrog calmed down and walked into this elevator he had never seen before.

Then drop.

This elevator seems to be a direct elevator, without any control buttons, and there is no floor display, just a strange sign floating above it.

Those were three faces of agony, side by side, tormented for eternity.

His eyes were blinded by molten iron, his mouth was sewn shut with needles and thread, and his eardrums were pierced by a dagger.

"We're going to 'Safe Containment'."

Geoffrey explained in good time.

Burrog nodded and didn't ask any further questions. Unlike other departments he knew, from the moment he stepped into the elevator, Burrog felt the chilling atmosphere, as if there was some kind of will swimming, peeping maliciously. with everyone.

"After all, this department is a third-level authority, and I can't explain anything to you. You just need to know that we have locked all the bad things here."

Jeffrey's words touched Bologo, and he looked up at the three painful faces. Once upon a time, he should be a "bad" thing for the Bureau of Order.

Dark prison?

Burlogo wasn't sure.

The elevator swayed slightly. After descending for an unknown amount of time, it finally reached the bottom. Immediately after the elevator door opened, there was a dark world behind the door.

Burrog walked out, and then saw a wider space.

Like a huge underground factory, the slightly dim light can only barely make out the outlines of the surroundings. People in gray clothes walk and stop in it, and each of their faces is covered by shadows. block.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, there was no sound, only the faint sound of breathing, which showed that these men in gray were not ghosts.

"Let's go."

Jeffrey's voice was clear, leading the way.

Along the way, the gray-clothed people seemed to ignore the two of them, and no one cast their eyes on them. They performed their duties, like precision machinery, constantly operating.

There is no need for any verbal communication. Whenever there are gates blocking the two of them, just wait for a while, and they will open by themselves. Compared with the atrium of the Bureau of Order, this place is lifeless and filled with muddy gray.

After walking in this deep labyrinth for an unknown amount of time, Bologo finally arrived at his destination.

A huge gate blocked the way, and on the cold metal facade was a relief of "Security Containment Department".

The carving was so real, as if three poor souls were really merged into the steel, they screamed and almost broke out of the door.

After waiting for a while, as if someone finally noticed them, a man in gray came over.

"Bologo Lazarus, the next implanted person, I want to show him that thing before the ceremony begins."

Jeffrey explained.

After hearing this, the man in gray waved his hand, and the sound of howling and whimpering came from the gate.

In a trance, those three ferocious faces seemed to come alive. They cried and howled with all their strength, but they still couldn't change their fate. Then the gate began to rise slowly, and the man in gray disappeared at some unknown time. into the darkness.

Bologo held his breath slightly, not because of the things behind the gate, but because of this weird "Safe Containment Department". Even though he was immortal, he felt a surge of uneasiness from the moment he stepped in.

Then he asked in a low voice.

"Implanted? What do you mean?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Geoffrey smirked and led Burlogo across the gate.

Behind the gate is a huge cubic space, in which there are also many people in gray wandering around, and it is not clear what they are doing. In the center of the cubic space, there is a huge columnar glass container.

The cylindrical glass container is filled with a transparent liquid, and bursts of light shine from the top and bottom, passing through the liquid, exuding a faint blue luster, and in this light, Bologo saw that thing.

It was a corpse, a male corpse, soaked in a container like a specimen, but it was not the same as the specimen that Burlogo was familiar with.

That corpse... no...

Bologo didn't know whether to call it a corpse. It was soaked in the solution, and it seemed to be sealed by crystals. Its skin was full of blood, and it closed its eyes, as if it had fallen asleep.

This is not the end yet, the man was naked, and as Boluoge approached, the corpse-like man, as if he felt something, bursts of brilliant golden glow appeared on his body, followed by fine, Complicated patterns emerge from its body surface.

Alchemy Matrix.

This is not the first time that Bologo has seen the alchemy matrix. Whether it is the glow when using the shock hammer, or when he is fighting with other desublimators, he can see the light that bursts with the pattern.

But this time is different.

If the alchemy matrix that Bologo saw before was composed of simple pictures, then the alchemy matrix bursting out in front of him is like a magnificent mural painted by a master.

Cheeks, neck, chest, back, arms, lower limbs...

The fine lines undulate and extend along the body surface, like the veins of a leaf, in which there is a brilliant golden light rolling, the light is so pure, it seems to condense into a solid body, turning into a touchable golden liquid, flowing between the lines, The flow never stops.

"Look carefully, it is usually locked in the deepest part of the 'Security Containment Department', even if you have permission, it is difficult to see, it was temporarily transferred here for you."

Jeffrey stared at the man in the glass container, and the bright light took away the sight of the two of them. Except for the men in gray clothes, they still looked like they didn't care about anything, and only had their own work in their eyes.

The man seemed to be involved in some kind of strange state. He seemed dead, without breathing or heartbeat, but he seemed alive, with raging vitality and strength bursting out of his body.

Bologo had an illusion, as if the man would come to life in the next second, and when he came back to life, everyone present would die.

"Is it dead, or..."

Burrog asked.

"I don't know, but I think it should be dead, but it is too strong, even if it is dead, it still seems to be alive."

Geoffrey thought nothing of the man in the container but awe.

"You said it was for me...the implanted..."

Burrog's eyes were completely occupied by the golden light, and he recalled the information revealed by Jeffrey's words.

The broken information was integrated, and an unbelievable answer emerged in front of my eyes.

Bologo felt great panic, but he was also full of anticipation, like a gambler eager to try, holding the last chip in his hand, trying to win a country from the gambling table.

He struggled to look away from the man, his breathing was short, and his blue eyes were bloodshot.

"Who is he?"

Facing Burlogo's question, Jeffrey swallowed and said solemnly.

"He was the most valuable spoil we obtained from the king's secret sword in the secret war seven years ago."

The golden light liquid surged and entangled.

"His name is Cylin Kogadel.

The previous holder of the King's Secret Sword, the 'Glorious One' illuminated by radiance and holiness. "

"Of course, for those who survived that secret war, he has another, more familiar name."

Jeffrey stared at the corpse of the man in front of him, the demon who died now, the god of death who walked seven years ago.

"overlord."

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