Endless Debt.

Chapter 558 Armor of Snakes
"God..."

The brilliant light was reflected in the filthy pupils of the carrion rat. He was carrying the body of the fortune-teller, exhaustion seemed to conquer him at this moment. The carrion rat knelt down slowly. Under this sacred and magnificent scene, Like pilgrims.

The rusted and mottled metals are now reborn, they are burned, melted, re-smelted and forged in the blue fireworks.

The red-hot molten iron was like a drizzle of rain, pouring on Bologo's body, and the carrion rat closed his eyes in horror. He could already imagine that scene. Bologo would be burned by the high temperature. Howl to die.

There was no howling, only heavier footsteps, and iron boots shaking the ground.

The hot molten iron failed to hurt Bologo, and the red-hot metal snakes with vitality crawled around Bologo's body. The group of snakes seemed to be mating together, and countless lines were intertwined like braided threads to form armor.

The storm was approaching, and the roaring wind was like a siege hammer, repeatedly smashing against the wreckage and ruins, the sound echoed in the metal resonance cavity, and walked beside Bologo.

The red-hot armor of snakes was further finalized, and the fuzzy edges and corners became clear, and the sound of thunder roared beside the ears, like the reverberation of craftsmen forging metal.

Bologo could sense that there was a strong sense of decay in this unknown darkness, and he guessed right, the Hulk Coast was just a disguise, using these gray deals to hide the real darkness.

This huge deformed building does not conform to any known engineering and is full of safety hazards. The whole wreckage ruins are like sandcastles built by children randomly. This is simply to splice the wreckage together. Destroy a proper pillar, and this huge wreckage will gradually collapse like a domino and be completely destroyed.

The flames of the cauldron burned through the surrounding metal, the structure in this area lost its support, and the steel frame began to deform, as if an earthquake was about to come, the metal brackets like the rib cage of the giant were constantly trembling, and the subtle friction sound continued , and soon there was a sound of collapse from above, until a gleam of light penetrated the layers of metal and landed on Bologo's body.

A small crack was cracked on the solid barrier, and the rainwater accumulated in the groove poured in along the gap. The cold rain poured on the uncooled iron armor. The cold water was evaporated by the high temperature at the moment of contact, making a constant piercing sound, dense Surrounded by hot water vapor, quenching the forged armor.

Burrog took a deep breath, he could feel the etheric reaction rising in the darkness, and the pair of crazy pupils projected from it.

"The place where all evil hides..."

Boluoge said softly, the ferocious ghost iron mask covered his face, his hands slowly opened, and the two swords also became larger under the action of the metal and the flames of the cauldron, the blades were slightly twisted, and the sharp edges on the edges turned into A wavy flame-shaped sword.

Now that I have encountered it, I will burn all of this... to ashes!

In an instant, there was a loud gunshot, and countless gunfire bloomed in the darkness. The enemies hiding here focused their fire on Bologo, and the intersecting ballistic trajectories pulled out light-forged lines in midair.

The carrion rat threw the fortune teller into a corner. He curled up on the ground and covered his ears. He felt that he was facing a thunderstorm.

Countless sparks bounced off the armor, and the deflected projectiles rushed into the rampage. Bologo guessed that these people must be terrified. A Desublimator silently touched them, and the ether reaction rose In an instant, the barriers they built were broken down.

After several months of study, Bologo's use of ether amplification is no longer at the level of just getting started. In an instant, his strength and speed have been greatly enhanced, and he can even wear heavy armor, such as Move with lightning speed.

Like a video with missing frames, Burlogo was still standing in place in the first second, he reached the depths of the darkness in the second second, and the roar caused by the high-speed action was long overdue in the third second.

Under the slash of the flame-shaped sword, the flesh and blood body was instantly shattered, and the red mercury began to create and proliferate, and heavy fires were attached to the flame-shaped sword. Each sword of Bologo would create a rolling wave of flames.

As Burrog chopped up yet another enemy, Burrog could be sure that these were demons, and not just demons.

The fear of extreme cold erupted in the eyes of the demons, but before they fled in panic, this fear turned into bursts of pleasure, and they let out joyful cheers.

Fortunately, these demons are not decondensers. After the transformation of emotions, even if the blessing and evil will bring full ether, they cannot use it.

Fireworks criss-crossed, the body was burning, cyan light spots rose from the broken flesh, and soul fragments merged into Bologo's body one after another, further strengthening him.

Suppressive firepower erupted from the corner of the dark order. The demons seemed to expect that they would be raided here. They actually set up machine guns, and the tongues of fire were swallowed by the muzzles. Nearly [-] kilograms of ammunition poured on Burogo at high speed.

The iron armor became potholed, but soon a group of snakes crawled up to fill the gap. The gunshots could not hurt Bologo, but it was like a big hand, and the kinetic energy carried held Bologo in place.

The red mercury converged towards the end of the flame-shaped sword. The moment the demons replaced the ammunition belt, Burrog seized the opportunity and threw the flame-shaped sword towards the machine gun position.

The burning fire sword quickly disappeared into the darkness, and the moment the sound of metal collisions was heard by Bologo, endless flames rose from the ground.

Burrog seemed to have thrown a napalm bomb, the flaming sword shattered and collapsed under the high temperature, red mercury splashed around, and rained deadly fire.

The shock wave blew air waves, passed by Bologo's side, and cleared the warheads on the ground. In the brilliant firelight, the demons were entangled in flames, but they didn't feel pain, but cheered bursts.

The air wave was wrapped in high-temperature exhaust gas, and rushed out from the gap that Bologo penetrated. At this time, the carrion rat was still trying to wake up the fortune-teller. Slap on the wall.

The fortune teller let out a groan, and he opened his eyes in pain. A strong sense of fainting came from his mind. He felt that he had just been stuffed into a drum washing machine.

"Where are we?"

The fortune-teller gradually saw the appearance of the scavenger rat, and the scavenger rat hunched over and reluctantly helped the fortune-teller up.

"Damn," the fortune teller's memory became clear, "those two lunatics!"

The fortune teller knew that the work directly entrusted by the butcher was definitely not a good thing, but he and the scavengers had no right to refuse.

"Did they both kill us?"

The fortune-teller screamed and babbled, "Are we going to hell? Damn it."

Halfway through the scolding, the fortune-teller fell silent again, looked at the carrion rat, and said, "It's okay, at least I'm not the only one suffering in hell."

"calm down."

The carrion rat looked at the gap in the wall that was billowing with thick smoke, and there was a crazy sound coming from inside. He knew that it was Bologo who was killing and killing.

"It's a bit troublesome to explain," the Scavenger really didn't know how to describe the experience to the fortune-teller, "but we are still alive...at least for now."

Hearing this, the fortune teller's relaxed expression became tense again.

If they were dead, everything would be easier, but now they are not dead yet, and they still have to fight to stay alive.

"Come on, we have to find a way to escape."

The carrion rat supported the fortune-teller and walked towards another path, muttering, "That monster will demolish this place, and even kill the butcher."

"No one will remember the two mice that survived this disaster," the Scavenger Mouse comforted the fortune-teller and himself, "but before we escape, we have to take our things with us."

The fortune-teller gritted his teeth and stood up straight, pushing hard together with the scavengers, pushing away the concealed iron plate, kicking up waves of dust.

This will be their path to new life.

……

The hiding place of all evils is already in the depths of the wreckage, all kinds of filthy and rotten corpses are piled up here, and the wet and strange smell becomes more disgusting under the burning of fireworks, as if all the plagues in the world have condensed here.

Burrog held his breath, and the fire slammed down, drying up all the filth and causing the oxygen in this area to drop rapidly. Even if there were demons who hadn't died, he would die from lack of oxygen in a short time.

The billowing smoke obscured the vision, and Bologo searched patiently. There were traces of living in the wreckage destroyed by himself, as well as many burning books, strange instruments of torture, and strangely colored potions...

Obviously, these demons are part of the Zongge Orchestra. In order to get stronger emotions from the Witch of Desire, basically everyone will try to self-mutilate and other behaviors.

At present, Bologo still doesn't know the real purpose of Hert, and he doesn't understand why the power of the Zongge Orchestra is hidden here. Could it be that they want to subvert Freeport?
It is possible that the power of the people of Xitao is still much inferior to that of the Bureau of Order, not to mention that their main force is scattered on the sea.

"Where did you hide?"

Bologo was confused in his heart, there shouldn't be only demons here.

A slight sound came from the top of the head, and Bologo raised his head, the ceiling of the entire metal structure was broken and collapsed, and thousands of tons of steel creations fell.

(End of this chapter)