Endless Debt.

"Blue Jay... Blue Jay... Blue Jay..."

Palmer seemed to be in a daze, whispering the name incessantly, his eyes swept around among the crowd, examining the strange faces one by one.

Dewar and Jeffrey followed Palmer, not understanding what kind of nerve he was committing.

"Is he the blood feud of your Clax family?" Jeffrey's voice sounded directly in Palmer's mind, "You take it so seriously?"

Palmer used the whistle to respond, "No, no, this has nothing to do with the Krax family."

How could it have something to do with the Krex family? It's just closely related to Palmer's hobbies.

If Jeffrey knew that he was so interested suddenly because he wanted to meet his favorite author with his own eyes, Jeffrey would definitely put the gun on the back of his head.

Palmer coughed twice, and said solemnly, "The blue jay was the last person to see Noren. As long as we find him, we can find clues about Noren."

"Do you know what a blue jay looks like?"

Jeffrey looked around, and he felt that what they were doing now was meaningless.

"I don't know," Palmer shook his head, "I don't know at all."

As a reader of the blue jay, Palmer is well aware of the mystery of the blue jay. He is completely a fog. Apart from his works, he has no information to reveal to the outside world. Because he has not published a book for a long time, many people even I think the blue jay is dead.

"But didn't those people say that?" Palmer continued using the whistle to say, "The blue jay looks old, wearing a heavy coat, dressed like a dusty traveler."

His eyes swept over the men and women around him, everyone was dressed in gorgeous clothes, trying their best to show their wealth and power.

"If the blue jay didn't change his clothes, his appearance must be very conspicuous."

Palmer laughed as he spoke. Everyone worked hard, wanting to appear at the banquet with the most perfect posture and attract everyone's attention, but they never thought that in this endless luxury, the ordinary seems rare Valuable, more able to attract the attention of others.

Jeffrey said, "Could he have left the ballroom?"

"It's also possible." Palmer had already patrolled around, but found nothing. "The Paradise is too big. Shall we search separately?"

Regarding Palmer's proposal, Jeffrey shook his head and vetoed, "The current situation is unknown, we'd better be together."

Jeffrey knew that the reason was not that the situation was unknown at all, but that he couldn't trust Palmer.

It has to be admitted that Palmer is indeed a highly qualified field worker, but because of his character and gift, it is difficult for Jeffrey to completely trust this guy, as if he can't take care of him at a glance, he will stab a big one out of the basket.

If it was Burlogo who was beside him now, Geoffrey would definitely approve of this proposal.

Dewar looked at the two in confusion. The conversation between Jeffrey and Palmer relied entirely on the whistle, leaving Dewar aside. He couldn't understand the eye contact between the two, as well as the occasional nod at that time. .

The two stopped suddenly, and Jeffrey and Palmer turned their heads to look at Dewar at the same time.

"Dewar, you..."

...

Palmer stretched out his hand and put it on Dewar's shoulder. Dewar swallowed, feeling a little nervous. You know, getting along with the field staff of the Bureau of Order is not an easy task.

At this moment, Dewar missed Bologo. Although that guy gave people a feeling of indifference and depression, but after chatting with Bologo, Dewar felt that Bologo was actually pretty good, at least they were talking to him. For King Solomon, the goal was agreed.

"damn it……"

Dewar complained in his heart that this action was too sudden. It was only a few hours between when he received the news and when he set off. When he got on the train, Dewar realized that he had no self-defense at all.

The fanatical thirst for knowledge even made Dewar forget the danger he was about to face.

Dewar asked tremblingly, "What are you going to do?"

"Your eyes...should be able to see through a lot of things, right?" Palmer asked curiously, "It's like seeing through."

Dewar felt that things were going to be bad, "Barely, what's wrong?"

"You should feel it? This ship is covered with a layer of imaginary domain, maybe you can help us..."

Palmer put his arms around Dewar's neck, looking like a close brother, but they had only known each other for a few days.

Dewar thought for a few seconds, thinking of the original thing he longed for, he still nodded firmly, and the group immediately withdrew to the edge of the banquet hall to try Dewar's secret power first, so as not to make any mistakes.

The outside world was raining heavily and the wind was howling. Several people couldn't help wrapping their clothes tightly. Dewar took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes vigorously. For so many years, he has been using the secret energy as a scholar, but now he wants to use it as an intruder. Unleash the power.

A series of halos emerged in Dewar's eyes, and the structure of the ship's hull began to be analyzed and broken, and soon he glimpsed the domain woven by ether under layers of matter.

Just as they imagined, the imaginary domain covered the Paradise, dividing it into different areas and cutting off the prying eyes of others.

Dewar wanted to observe the Void Realm on the Paradise carefully, but suddenly another brighter spot of light broke into his eyes, that spot moved very fast, it walked into the banquet hall, and then the light became stronger stand up.

Dewar was stunned, his past experience flashed up in his mind, warning him constantly, but he was a scholar after all, and his dull body had no time to react.

Fortunately, there are professionals beside Dewar.

Palmer threw Dewar down at the first time, and when Geoffrey felt the ether reaction rise, his pupils burned, and the powerful ether filled his body.

The roaring explosion rang in my ears, the melodious music on the dance floor stopped abruptly, and the heat wave poured into the cabin like a tide, hitting everything along the way.

The thickened glass windows were full of cracks, and then completely shattered. The icy wind and rain poured into the room, the high temperature and extreme cold intertwined, and the screams were endless.

When the fireworks and shock dissipated, the laughing and laughing people turned into charred corpses all over the place, and they lined up everywhere in the banquet hall. The huge crystal chandelier was crumbling, and then collapsed, shattered among the corpses. The shattered crystals shot around like shrapnel.

...

There were only a small number of sublimation participants in this banquet, and the rest were ordinary people. This sudden explosion took away most of the lives. Small wounds, and some even died tragically on the spot.

Dewar felt dizzy and his ears were filled with the lingering sound of the explosion. He wanted to get up from the ground in pain, but Palmer held him tightly.

Before Dewar could figure out the situation, more explosions sounded, turning areas into seas of ruins. The guards had no time to resist, and the flames swallowed them, gathered together, and rampaged in the corridor.

All the areas on the Paradise that were not protected by the virtual domain were blasted, and the entire cruise ship was plunged into a sea of ​​people in an instant.

The figure of the man gradually emerged from the rain and fog on the pier. As always, he was holding the long knife without the guard in his hand.

A corner of the Happy Land was blown up, and a large amount of seawater poured into it, so that the Happy Land began to tilt slightly to one side.

Herter stared at the cruise ship without saying a word, lit another cigarette for himself, and swallowed hard, feeling all the real sensations from his body.

"You know what to do."

Herter said softly, and then one by one dark figures emerged from the rain and fog behind him, and the crowd surrounded the pier, everyone was holding a weapon, and their faces were filled with crazy smiles.

After another explosion, the ship ladder fell from the gap on the side. Without Hert's instructions, the crowd rushed up and went up the narrow ship ladder, brandishing knives, guns and sticks.

Some sober guards picked up their guns and shot at the enemies on the ship ladder. Countless people fell under the raging waves, and countless people climbed up the ship ladder. It was like a siege battle in the old days. Hert It is the siegeman, and the Paradise is the lonely castle on the sea.

Throwing the cigarette butt into the wind and rain, Herter had had enough of waiting, he picked up the long knife and strode forward.
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