Endless Debt.

Chapter 528 Name
After babbling wildly, Dewar changed back to that weak look, sitting on the chair respectfully, not daring to move rashly.

Geoffrey checked Dewar's whole body. He was not carrying any weapons, and Dewar was completely frank about his secret abilities.

Mysterious energy, the eye of deconstruction.

The secret energy of the Secret Enlightenment School can enable the Desublimer to quickly analyze the composition of the target. Relying on this secret energy, Dewar has made great achievements in the genre of qualitatively changing metals.

"This is a good opportunity," Duva murmured, "Maybe we can establish a deeper level of cooperation."

Jeffrey guards Dewar, and with Jeffrey's secret power, no matter what happens to Dewar, he can freeze him immediately.

"What do you mean?"

"I am a member of the Brotherhood of Truth, that is to say, I am also researching a taboo project." Dewar became a businessman, "The research project is very expensive. If I can have the assistance of the Bureau of Order, my progress will It might be a lot faster."

Jeffrey vetoed, "We don't work with lunatics like you...at least not with you."

With a tough attitude on his lips, Geoffrey also understands that this kind of rejection is not absolute.

No one is absolutely righteous, and the Bureau of Order is not as glamorous as it appears on the surface, but the positions separate each other. If there are enough interests, the Bureau of Order will cooperate with it, just like it did in order to win the secret war.

Bologo is very interested in Dewar, "What is the taboo project you are studying?"

"Aether Tides."

Talking about his taboo research, Dewar seemed extremely excited, "That's right, I took over TEDA's research. Before that, I was studying metal transformation."

"Aether tides are a phenomenon involving secret sources, which is much more interesting than smelting metals."

Dewar continued, "The alchemy metal in your hand is very interesting. It should be transformed from mercury, right?"

The silver snake came out of Burrogo's cuff, and the snake eyes made of red mercury stared at Dewar, and Burlogo nodded slightly. Dewar did have some skills.

Bologo has met many people and killed many people, whether they are living or dead, Dua is the first person to recognize the essence of the snake scale liquid at a glance.

Dewar is not lying about this point, he is a professional alchemist, good at metal transformation.

Dewar added, "My secret ability is very good at analyzing the structure of materials."

Burrog glanced at Jeffrey, "This guy is quite interesting."

"It's just that you don't have much to do with these lunatics," Jeffrey said, not at all amused. "When they cause trouble, you'd rather crush them."

Jeffrey glared at Dewar, and Dewar tried to stay calm and not panic.

"Well, I admit that there are indeed a few lunatics among us," Dewar defended himself, "but I'm different, my research is very safe."

Lebius said calmly, "Before TEDA lost control, he also patted his chest to promise."

Jeffrey recalled, "There is no direct evidence to prove this, but according to our records for many years, these scholars all have a kind of fanaticism, and it is easy to fall into the madness of research. In order to achieve their goals, play hard."

Burrogo was alert. "The power of the devil?"

Jeffrey said, "If there is a devil, everything is easier, but the strange thing is that there is no devil to influence these scholars. They just suddenly went crazy on their own."

For the mania that Jeffrey said, Dewar didn't want to explain anything. He just repeatedly emphasized that he would not harm others, and he just wanted to study the phenomenon of ether tides.

"Okay, okay, you guys have talked enough, please be quiet, okay?"

Jeffrey's eyes flashed a faint light, and for a moment Dewar felt that someone was strangling his throat, and his body was completely petrified, unable to move.

This feeling of suffocation lasted for a few minutes, and when Dewar was about to pass out, Jeffrey slowly looked away.

Dewar was sweating and gasping for breath. He regretted getting on this train more and more, but there was a strange joy in Dewar's heart. He was getting closer and closer to the original thing.

After the episode, everyone went about their own business...in fact, they just changed ways to pass the time.

For a moment, it seemed that Dewar didn't exist anymore, and no one paid attention to him. Just when Dewar was relieved, he noticed a gaze spying on him.

It wasn't prying eyes, the other party stared at him openly, and Dewar felt uncomfortable all over, as if that gaze could penetrate his clothes and inspect all of himself.

Duva moved his body and turned his head, that gaze was still chasing him, sweeping over the hair on his body.

Just when Dewar couldn't bear the humiliation, the other party spoke.

Burrogo asked, "King Solomon... do you Brothers of Truth know King Solomon well?"

"We are his heirs."

Mentioning King Solomon, Dewar brought that pride and glory again.

Bologo then asked, "Talk to me, the King Solomon you know."

"He's great..."

"Stop, I've heard too many compliments like this. I want to know something unique to you monks of truth... such as King Solomon's past."

Bologo waved his hand and asked, "It's impossible for him to grow up in a day. I want to know about King Solomon's past."

Dewar fell silent.

"Hello? You don't know, do you?" Burrog frowned, "What kind of heirs are you?"

Burlog was beginning to understand the bureau's disdain for the Friars of Truth. They really looked like a bunch of overwhelmed fanatics... just like every group Burlog had encountered.

King Solomon...the mysterious King Solomon.

In the light that brought brimstone and fire, King Solomon ended the Wrath of the Scorched Earth, ended Borrog's past, and opened a new life for him.

That is the end and the beginning.

For a long time, Bologo has been very curious about King Solomon, from the beginning to explore the truth of the fall of the Holy City until he realized the existence of Guangzhuo.

Every time Burlogo thinks he knows enough about the past, new mysteries confuse it all.

Recalling the vague memory of Sequoia Town, my "previous life", astronauts...

There is a hunch in the dark that as long as he understands the story of King Solomon, Burrog will find the truth of his own mystery.

After a long silence, Dewar said resignedly, "The Brothers of Truth have always been determined to restore the story of King Solomon, just like archaeology."

Burrogo said, "But the ruins of the Holy City were controlled by the Bureau of Order, and all its knowledge was destroyed in the Fall of the Holy City, and you will find nothing."

"Remember what I said? In the beginning, the predecessor of the Brotherhood of Truth, we were not allowed to stay in the sacred city, but we were allowed to learn the knowledge in the sacred city... The fall of the holy city did not destroy everything, we are still alive. "

Dua saw Burrogo's curiosity. In this era, few people cared about King Solomon. Dua did not dislike this curious seeker.

Burogo, like Dewar, are seekers of knowledge.

"You survived, to a certain extent, you retained the knowledge related to King Solomon?" Bologo realized after a while.

"That's right," Dewar was a little embarrassed, "Speaking of which, we may have failed King Solomon's goodwill and stole knowledge like thieves, but because of our thieves' behavior, not all knowledge was destroyed in the holy city. Falling."

"I'm not interested in those mysterious alchemy knowledge, I care more about King Solomon."

"What is King Solomon's name?" asked Burrog.

This is a strange thing. People have always called that person by the title of King Solomon, but his real name has never been revealed, and no one doubts this. It seems that the title of King Solomon itself is his. name.

"name?"

Dewar showed a confused look, "What name?"

Burrogo emphasized again, "King Solomon's name."

"Name...name..."

A stinging pain ran rampant in Dewar's mind, he covered his head in pain, and after panting for a moment, he understood Bologo's question, and then murmured.

"Yes... what is King Solomon's name?"

Dewar looked stunned, as if this was the first time this fanatic had realized this problem in so many years.

What was King Solomon's name?
Burrog became serious, and his spirit was completely tense. The train traveled through the endless night, and demons danced wildly in the dark depths.

(End of this chapter)