Endless Debt.

Chapter 53 Hell
Alchemy Matrix.

What Burrogo would implant was what would stay with him until the end of his life.

Regarding this mysterious thing, all of Bologo's cognition comes from Jeffrey. Although he also recommended several related books for himself, Bologo has never had time to read them, but until now, his heart For all this, there is also a basic cognitive framework.

Burrog replied, "Just a rough idea."

"OK, all right."

TEDA pondered for a while, and he continued.

"If I explain it to you in my way, I think the alchemy matrix is ​​a seed, a seed rooted in our soul. As we advance, this seed will also change and become stronger with our soul. It grows vigorously, and even turns into a towering tree."

"Xilin Kogadel's alchemy matrix is ​​a towering tree, stepping from a 'sublimator' to a 'glorious one', this big tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, correspondingly, as the cornerstone of the big tree, his soul It is also extremely strong to be able to support all of this.”

Bai Li waved her hand, and the trajectory of Canjin was outlined in her hand, turning into a scalpel made of trajectory.

She stirred in the golden air, and gradually a monumental work emerged, perpendicular to Burlogo.

It was the overlord's alchemy matrix, and the golden veins expanded wantonly, like cracks in the ice collapsed, twisting and entrenched, and like murals painted by countless craftsmen, depicting mountains and cloud forests.

It took the alchemists many years to reproduce it from the overlord's body and show it to Bologo.

"The same is true for the promotion of our Sublimator, constantly strengthening our own souls, increasing the 'capacity' of our souls, and making this cornerstone stronger, so that the alchemy matrix can grow on this cornerstone.

From the 'seed', the 'trunk' grows, and with the tendency of 'promotion' in the future, the extension of the 'branches' is determined until it becomes a 'big tree'.

So what we want to implant for you is not the alchemy matrix of the "Glory One". After replicating the alchemy matrix of the overlord, we need to constantly correct and eliminate this cumbersome matrix.

Reduce it.

From the alchemy matrix of the 'Glory One', the dimensionality is reduced to the alchemy matrix of the 'Sublimation One'.

From a towering tree, compressed back to a seed. "

At the same time as TEDA spoke, Bai Li also started to act. I don’t know what she activated. The golden trajectory hovering on the ground began to rise. They circled around the operating table and entangled continuously, as if they were a ring made of gold. , superimposed upon it.

The concentration of ether rose sharply, and everyone felt the pressure of nothingness. More and more ether was squeezed here, majestic and heavy.

"God..."

Jeffrey whispered, reaching out his hand to try to grab the golden dust, they solidified in the palm of his hand, and then spread out, all rushing to the heavy golden rings.

The concentration of ether here has reached a terrifying value, and even this nihilistic energy can already appear in a physical form.

Brilliant golden dust floated around, turning into a golden mist that enveloped everyone.

Bai Li waved the scalpel. This lunatic woman became serious in professional matters. She cut open the golden vein lightly. On Bologo's body, it was like dust, which collapsed at the touch of a touch and scattered into nothingness.

Bologo stared blankly at all this. This magnificent and mysterious scene is not common. The ether that has turned into mist has some kind of magical power. Bologo feels that his sight will be completely swallowed by it.

"But you are different, Mr. Lazarus. As a debtor, your soul is incomplete, so the 'capacity' of your soul cannot bear the conventional alchemy matrix."

Taida's voice changed, and he said with a serious expression.

"So?" Burrog asked.

"For a debtor like you, if you accept the implant, there will be a great risk, which will lead to the collapse of your soul, but fortunately you will not die... so I don't know what will happen. For a complicated case like yours, I It’s also the first time I’ve encountered it.”

Bright light also appeared on Taida's body, and the golden mist began to distort, and some gorgeous variegated colors appeared in it.

"The soul is the carrier of the alchemy matrix. After the sublimation loses their soul and becomes a demon, their alchemy matrix will stay in the void. Although they can still use the secret energy, due to the lack of soul, this also leads to their alchemy. The matrix cannot continue to grow and thus cannot be promoted any more.

Debtors will become extremely dangerous due to the lack of soul. "

Teda looked at Burlogo with a complicated expression.

"You are like a wonderful paradox, a combination of contradictions, implanted in this extremely unstable alchemy matrix, and you yourself are a debtor with a lack of soul, but your 'gift' prevents you from dying..."

He laughed the hell out of it.

"I'm also starting to wonder what's going to happen after that."

Bologo didn't know what to say, should he say that he is indeed a master and apprentice? Sometimes the two people's ideas are surprisingly consistent.

"My secret energy belongs to the School of Illusion. As the name suggests, the power of this school is 'fantasy creation', creating entities that do not exist. This school is not suitable for scientific research, but my imagination is rich enough."

Taida laughed, and there was another burst of metallic sounds on the operating table, and the shackles bounced, firmly restraining Burlogo on the operating table, and then several supports were raised, and the edge of the platform where Burlogo was lying was also lifted. Raise the bulges one by one, like a bathtub, and fill the burrogo into it.

"So? What's the use of your secret power?"

Burrog tried to move, but found himself completely locked up, only able to turn his head.

"The 'path' I took is the oldest classical route, which is completely the literal meaning of the 'School of Illusion', 'Secret Energy·Fantasy Creation'."

Taida continued, "For this reason, my tendency to alchemy matrix is ​​'blunt'. As long as it is within the scope of my field, I can most likely make my fantasies come true."

"That is to say, you only need to fantasize about 'the ceremony is going well', maybe I can actually successfully implant it?"

asked Burlogo. That's a hell of a thing.

He didn't understand the so-called "inclination". He remembered that Geoffrey also mentioned "narrowness" before, but he now has a relatively clear understanding of "fantasy creations".

"Yes, that's it."

Teda showed a weird smile, and at this time, Bai Li, who had been modifying the alchemy matrix, sang happily.

"The implantation went well~ The implantation went well~"

Under her singing, Taida was busy, humming the same tune.

"It's going well~ It's going well~"

The attending physicians and nurses were singing and dancing, while the patients looked peaceful. Burogo felt that it was inevitable to die like this.

Weird, it's too weird.

Is everyone in the sublimation furnace like this?What are these people doing every day with the funds from the Bureau of Order?

Burlogo wanted to say something to accuse, but Bailey said suddenly.

"Okay, the correction is complete, and the implantation can begin."

A beautiful face appeared in front of her eyes. She lay on the side of the operating table, looked at Burrog, and stretched out her hand to push Burrog's eyes away, as if she wanted to take a closer look at his blue pupils.

"The implantation ritual needs to 'semi-condense' your soul, that is, to condense the entity from nothingness and liquefy it, so as to interfere."

After opening her left eye, she opened her right eye again. Under the golden light, her face was hazy, with a somewhat sacred meaning.

"Usually we will give you some anesthetic injections. After all, the process of sublimation of the soul is very painful."

Hearing this, Bologo was stunned for a second, and his expression became indifferent.

"But this implantation ceremony is full of risks. I need you to stay awake to avoid accidents. Can you?" Bailey asked.

"Okay, I'm good at enduring, especially pain."

Bologo said expressionlessly.

"Okay," Bai Li glanced at Teda, and the two exchanged glances briefly, only to hear Teda say, "Start."

In an instant, everything froze.

Bologo saw it, the floating golden dust, the countless particles stopped moving, completely frozen in the air, looked at Teda and Bailey, their faces were also hidden in the golden haze .

As if the world was frozen at this moment, the roulette rotating the hour hand was frozen by frost, and then collapsed.

The gold dust swirls around each other, the high concentration of ether combines together, and the sound of rushing water resounds.

The stagnation was broken, and the golden mist turned into cumulus clouds rolling with thunder, and dazzling electric currents and sparks erupted on it, and then the ether liquid turned into golden raindrops, pouring down, and they flowed into the grooves of the ground one after another , outlines a huge pattern.

The flowing gold rushed, and all of them rushed to the operating table at the core. Bologo felt a little cool. The "bathtub" he was in was poured into the golden liquid ether, and the liquid reached the neck in a blink of an eye. .

"Start sublimation."

The liquid flooded Bologo, the sound was booming, and Bologo couldn't hear who said it. He tried to breathe, and the liquid filled his lungs, but he didn't feel drowned.

"liquefaction."

Someone sighed.

Burrog looked up, and the golden eyes turned into absolute darkness in the next second.

excruciating pain.

It was an excruciating pain enough to make one go crazy, like a raging fire, or placed in an ice cellar, with roaring thunder torturing the body, and endless iron needles piercing through the body.

Burrog gasped in pain, the water bubbles rose up, and the liquid seemed to be boiling.

The blue eyes began to turn white, and the hallucinations of ferocious fear began to emerge in front of his eyes, like countless galloping wild horses, stepping over Bologo's body one after another.

The burning scorched earth, the wailing of thousands of dead soldiers, treacherous and blurred figures, seductive whispers...

The heart was grabbed by invisible big hands, and it was pressing vigorously, not to kill Burrog, but to force his heart to burst.

Boluogo can't die yet, he still has to continue this earthly asceticism.

Then Burrog saw it.

Endless darkness, endless darkness, I don't know how many years passed, the darkness was finally replaced by light.

Someone reached out to her, but then she died again, in the dark alley, with a smile on her cold face...

Burlogo suddenly couldn't feel the severe pain, or he had become numb to it and became indifferent.

He remembered that in those literary works, many authors described the scene of people entering heaven after death, but few wrote about how people entered hell.

Everything in the past kept flashing before his eyes at this dying moment.

Suddenly Burlogo thought.

"Ah... this is hell."

He was relieved.

(End of this chapter)