Endless Debt.

Chapter 499 The Instinct of Survival

Ferguson watched Blau's death from behind the shadow gate, and Borrog used his severed limb as a bait to make Blau relax his vigilance and fight out in the dark.

Bologo has already noticed the difference between the two, and the continuous pain will only bring them strength. For this reason, Bologo killed Blau cleanly and did not give any chance.

Blau's head was lying in a pool of blood, with a contented smile on his face. Ferguson was not surprised by such an expression, he had seen too many such smiles.

Protection is a curse, but the price has not yet been claimed.

For example, the protection of the Scarlet Sect - bloodthirsty recovery, relying on this protection, the contractor can rely on devouring flesh and blood to obtain a powerful self-healing ability, and even maintain himself in a state of immortality, but they swallow The more you eat, the hungrier you will be, until you are completely dominated by your appetite and turn into a hungry monster.

The same is true for the protection of collectors. In the sinking of pain and joy, all emotions are lost, and there are no more ups and downs, leaving only a numb heart in the heart.

For a little bit of pleasure, he engages in inhuman self-mutilation, but this is just a futile struggle, unable to break free from the quagmire of emptiness, and falls into madness.

Ferguson's few emotions told him that Blau was his friend. He didn't see his friend go mad, but ushered in a peaceful death. Ferguson felt a moment of peace in his heart, and then this peaceful feeling Emotions are also transformed into ether.

All emotions will be devoured, and pain is nothing but the easiest to achieve.

Ferguson was a little sad, he felt his heart became a little colder, and then the sadness disappeared, leaving nothing but a numb mind.

After Burrow killed Blau, he didn't stop at all. After Blau's death, the shadow gate he created was rapidly collapsing, and this was the only chance Burrog could catch Ferguson.

This huge Opals is perfect for hiding, as long as Ferguson wants to avoid Bologo, relying on his own ether cover, Bologo will never be able to track him.

The phantom dagger had been displaced a hundred meters away, and Burlogo could no longer use the phantom dagger. The hand ax was thrown, piercing through the shadow gate and nailing it in front of Ferguson.

Ferguson looked at Bologo blankly, and raised Tranquility Fang indifferently, leaving only a small piece of the shadow gate collapsed. This small piece of interconnected area will be the channel for their decisive battle.

Pulling the trigger, the tranquilizer bomb came through the shadow gate. Burlogo swung another hatchet and split the tranquilizer bomb. He approached the shadow gate and rushed towards Ferguson.

The shadow door collapsed and closed, interrupting the connection between the two spaces. Warm blood sprinkled on Ferguson's body and spread to his feet.

Ferguson lowered his head, he couldn't figure out what his emotions were at the moment.

Fear of facing a powerful enemy?See the joy of the strong?Or the rage of revenge for a friend?

There's no need for Ferguson to figure it out. Anyway, these emotions will be swallowed up, so there's no need to think too much, as long as he is hysterical and joins the carnival party.

"That's great! Mr. Lazarus!"

Ferguson yelled, and the six sword blades suspended beside him flew up, making howling wind.

Bologo leaned on the ground with his remaining arm, barely propped up his body, and on his face covered with blood, he showed a wild laugh similar to Ferguson's.

Just before the Shadow Gate closed, Burrog passed through the Shadow Gate, and as expected, the closed winding path cut Burrog in half.

It was as if a giant blade had slashed down Bologo's shoulder. Bologo's entire left shoulder disappeared, and his arm was broken, leaving him at the other end of the Shadow Gate together with his body under the abdomen, the internal organs mixed with dirty blood. scattered all over the place.

Gift · Axis of Time Tracing.

The bones are shaped out of thin air, the muscles hang up along the dense bone augmentation, the tendons and blood vessels are interspersed, and the blood flows back under the shell.

The six blades slashed at Bologo alternately, the flames of the cauldron rose suddenly, and the ground raised a high wall, resisting the slash of the blades.

Ferguson is not fond of fighting, and now he is very clear that he is powerless to defeat Burrog, even though Burrog is injured like this now, but he is undead, this kind of injury has no meaning to Burrog, and Burrog's secret It could be that weird flame that can control matter, and the incompleteness of his limbs does not affect his combat.

Tranquil Tooth stored energy, pulled the trigger, and an alchemy warhead was shot out powerfully, detonating a series of ether shocks.

In the dazzling explosion, Ferguson jumped from the roof of the building. This battle lasted too long and caused too many anomalies. Ferguson reckoned that the Bureau of Order must have discovered these sudden etheric reactions by now. The clerk may be on his way.

Tranquil Tooth was undeployed, and the overall size shrunk a lot. Ferguson hid it under his coat. The blood on his body was hard to dissipate, but there was nothing he could do. Ferguson approached the crowd on the street, trying to blend in.

With Burlogo's own state, he still needs a certain amount of time to move freely. Ferguson wants to take advantage of this opportunity to escape from the city.

Sure enough, the collector's promise was not so easily fulfilled. After all, she was the devil, the devil who was the source of all these tragedies.

Ferguson walked through the streets and walked into the subway station. The crowd was noisy. They seemed to be celebrating something. Someone was holding a stack of posters and spreading them around.

"Blue Jay's new book pre-sale!"

Someone shouted like this, and there was a dark and mysterious human silhouette on the billboard behind him, under the silhouette was the words blue jay, and on the other side were various slogans, Ferguson didn't look carefully.

With a cursory glance, he noticed the word "Night Hunter". Ferguson felt as if he had heard the title of this book somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

Ferguson has not read a book for a long time, and the protection of collectors has taken away all his emotions. The happiness brought by books and movies has long been exhausted in the past years.

At this moment, Ferguson's heart was very calm, terrifyingly peaceful. Although Blau died in front of his eyes a few minutes ago, he didn't feel any sadness at all, as if it was just an insignificant person who died.

Ferguson hated himself for being like this, but he couldn't even do it, the empty beast would eat up all his emotions.

On the subway, Ferguson found an empty seat and sat down. The carriage gradually became crowded, and the bloody smell on Ferguson's body gradually became clear. Some passengers covered their noses, while others cast vigilant eyes.

Ferguson could hear their whispers, and they began to suspect that something was wrong with Ferguson, and someone was already preparing to contact the sheriff at the next stop.

It doesn't matter, Ferguson doesn't care about this, blood dripped from his cuff, and the passengers looked at Ferguson in horror.

Ferguson just lowered his head, thinking about some things.

For some reason, Ferguson could see Blau's face, the smile on his face when he died.

Blau should be very happy, he is finally dead, freed from this empty cage.

Yes, death is a relief for people like Ferguson, but he dare not die, just like those crazy and numb people.

Ferguson has always felt that the numb people are not really crazy. Under the torment of emptiness, they lose all their qualifications to be human, but they only retain the human fear of death.

The way to break this sinking cycle is very simple, just die. Everyone knows this truth, but everyone dare not do it.

Every contractor dared to use the cruelest means to treat himself in exchange for pleasure and strength, but no one dared to face death.

Ferguson thinks that everyone is not afraid of death, but that everyone is full of desire for eternal life.

Yes, as a creature, as a human being, the most primitive and strongest desire.

survive.

The subway arrived at the next station, and most of the passengers in the carriage fled away, leaving only a small number of passengers who didn't know what happened.

The fire alarm bell rang in the subway station, urging people, and the passengers got out of the carriage in a daze. Then there was an explosion in the subway station, and the flames blazed, and the crowd left the subway station in horror.

When the door was about to close, the last passenger came up. He was wearing light scale armor, carrying a fire axe, raised his feet, hummed, looked around, and swept across the empty compartment. Come and sweep.

Ferguson looked up, and Burlogo wiped the blood from his face and looked at him with a smile.

The subway moved into the darkness of the tunnel.

(End of this chapter)