Endless Debt.

Chapter 582
In the turbulent wind and rain, the Paradise swayed endlessly on the turbulent sea, like a floating leaf on the water, or like a dying giant whale, with flames burning in its body, and countless maggots walking through it, He gnawed on its stump with big mouthfuls.

After an unknown number of explosions, the tilt angle of the Happy Land became larger, and the heavy hull was pressed towards the pier, like a toppled iron curtain, metal and cement collided together, and after a burst of crackling, the giant collapsed Finally stopped.

The evil power is expanding and spreading inside the Paradise, and the Zongge Orchestra is gradually corrupting the virtual domain covering it, transforming it into another more crazy force, and then another explosion erupts from the side of the Paradise , This time the explosion directly blew a hole in the hull, and the turbulent sea water poured into the hull, flooding an unknown number of cabins.

Thanks to this explosion, the Paradise gradually regained its balance, and the overturned hull began to reset. Inside the huge maze-like hull, the monsters' fight was not over yet.

Two figures galloped one after the other at high speed. They easily penetrated the solid iron wall, sprinted and wandered between the cabins, and then roaring explosions followed their footprints. Fireworks engulfed the corridor and whizzed past.

The distance between the figures is being shortened rapidly, and then overlapped together, the high-concentration ether collided with each other, and bursts of flooded ripples spread to the surroundings, and all the substances touched were disintegrated under this powerful impact.

The ether erupted like a volcano, the electric arcs and sparks attracted each other, and the cyan fireworks rose from the ground, penetrating through several decks, and then the broken steel collapsed towards the inside, as if there was a singularity that attracted all things, and the steel solidified together, Immediately afterwards, it was chopped off by the high-pitched ether.

Bologo didn't know how many layers of iron walls he had smashed through, and his figure finally fell in the ruins, with horrific wounds blooming on his chest, almost cutting him open.

A gust of hot air rose from the exposed flesh, and blood gushed out, dripping all over the ground. Burrog's panting was rapid, and his body convulsed continuously, as if he was being electrocuted cruelly.

In his blurred vision, Bologo could see the white gull strolling leisurely. Its pale skin was covered with unhealed wounds, its entire neck was flattened by a sharp blade, and a sickly sickle was carried on its burnt arm. The head of the man, the dull pupils were looking at Borrog.

"It's really hearty!"

The white gull raised its own head and put it back on the broken neck. The black sutures should be some kind of alchemy weapon. It was wound around several times and the head was sewn back to the body.

After all, Bologo was still not able to defeat the white gull. The immortal body can endure pain and death without limit, and adding evil and joy can convert all these into pure ether.

It can be said that Baiou is simply a walking ether engine, and he is still in power. With the continuous support of ether, Baiou is in full bloom all the time.

Even though Bologo tried his best, he was finally defeated against such a powerful enemy beyond his cognition. In addition to the heavy physical injuries, Bologo also had to endure mental torture.

Bologo did not admit defeat. While enduring the pain that had been amplified a thousand times, he was still staring at the white gull, thinking about the immortal nature of the white gull.

Today's Bologo has seen too many undead, and the undead nature of each undead is not consistent, and each has different degrees of defects.

Even if he is called the gift of perfect immortality, the axis of time tracing, he still has the flaws of consuming ether and not being able to die many times in a short period of time, so what about the white gull?

As a debtor who also has the gift of immortality, what did Bai Guu offer to the Desire Witch?
Under the almost unsolvable cycle of Immortal Body and Guardian Nie Chaos Weile, Bologo's only chance of success is to find the defect of the white gull's immortality, start from the defect, and break the cycle.

In addition, there are only two turnaround points that Burlogo can use. The white gull still doesn't know that he is also an undead, and there is Amy hidden in his body.

To be honest, Burlogo didn't know what use Amy would be in such a difficult situation, but it was like an expectation, what if she could bring him a surprise?

The white gull stopped not far away, and Bologo thought he was keeping a safe distance from himself, but in fact this was the best viewing distance for the white gull to appreciate a person struggling to death.

"who are you?"

White Gull asked the dying Bologo, until now, White Gull still didn't understand why he felt faintly that Bologo was of the same kind as himself.

But this guy did bring him a lot of surprises. As a believer, Bologo's combat power is amazing. If it is another power bearer, if he is not careful, he might really be attacked by Bologo. kill.

Burrog didn't answer, the distorted pain drilled into his brain like an electric drill, Burrog clenched his teeth, and if he opened his mouth, he was afraid that he would cry out.

Burrog knew people like White Gull, and he was just waiting for the scene where he screamed.

Aimu endured all this with Burrog, who bore the physical trauma, and she was able to spare some energy to analyze the strength of the white gull.

The invisible ether emanates from the white gull's body. When the concentration of ether reaches its peak, you can clearly see ripples in the air, and they hit Boluogo's body heavily, seeping through the wound.

"His secret energy works from the wound... This is an invasion of the moment's soul!"

Just like a strange experiment, when Bologo's thinking was blocked, Aimiao gradually realized the principle of the white gull's secret energy by using Bologo as an experimental subject.

Bologo heaved a sigh of relief, his sacrifice had paid off, and then he listened to Amy's analysis. Under the influence of Bliss Wound, even the simplest thinking became extremely difficult.

"The secret energy of this imaginary school is triggered by ether as the medium. His ether leaks out, enters your body through the wound, attacks the nerves, and then invades the critical moment of the soul. The longer you continue to fight with him , the greater the influence of the secret energy on you."

"Is that so..."

Burrog gasped.

No wonder his body healed so slowly. The white gull's ether was attached to the wound, and the ethers were mutually exclusive, which actually hindered the resurrection of the flesh and blood.

The hideous wound on the chest made the white gull's ether penetrate into Bologo's body without hindrance. Horrible torture was being inflicted on him. An ordinary person would have fainted from the severe pain long ago, but Boluo Ge still maintained his sobriety and reason, fighting against the white gull.

"Interesting, many times, the opponents I meet will beg for my mercy and let them die sooner."

All the injuries on Bai Gull's body have recovered, and the black sutures have passed through repeatedly, making him look like a tattered doll.

"Why don't you beg me?"

Facing the question of the white gull, Bologo showed a mocking expression, and he joked, "You can try to see if you can really kill me."

"Oh?"

White Gull raised the blade full of gaps and scratches, and the cold end pierced into the hot viscera little by little. As long as he advanced a little further, he could pierce Burrog's heart.

Bologo looked at the white gull without any fear. In fact, Bologo was looking forward to the white gull killing him, so that he could rely on feigning death to find another opportunity, and the axis of time travel can also break through the injury of bliss Influenced by the impact, Burlogo's injury was completely healed and he returned to his best condition.

Just when the white gull was about to kill Bologo, the white gull suddenly withdrew the blade, and he squatted down. At the same time, the pain that filled Bologo's mind quickly subsided.White Gull took the initiative to release the secret energy.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

White Gull asked suspiciously, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear from Bologo, which displeased White Gull.

"I know people like you well."

"Death is not a punishment for you." Bologo took a long breath, the pain disappeared, and his thinking was unimpeded. "It is your torture that takes away your fun."

Bologo has already experienced this from Thurley and the astronauts. They don't care about glory and dignity, they don't even care about life and death. The only things worthy of their attention are those that can touch their heartstrings.

Bologo satirized the white gull, "The favorite link of a perverted killer is the pleading of the prey under his own butcher's knife..."

Now Bologo has ruined this link, and the high emotion of the white gull is stuck at the node, and there is no way to release it.

The smile on White Gull's face froze, and then he bloomed a more enthusiastic Wei Xia. He squatted down, and his eyes were parallel to Bologo.

"You're funny, my friend."

The white gull looked excited, and poked the blade on Burlogo's exposed internal organs, "Want to join us?"

Burrog suspected that he had heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

"Join us, Zongge Orchestra." Bai Gu was not joking, he was very serious, "You are a funny guy, we like funny guys."

White Gull promised Bologo, "As long as you dedicate your soul to that great lady, you will gain the same power as me and experience the ultimate joy... As for keeping you alive, and that kind of beauty Life is incidental compared to other things."

The evil and suppressed power expanded from the white gull's body, and his pair of lightless pupils became deeper and distorted, like a black hole devouring light.

At this moment, Boluoge can clearly feel that something is coming. She uses the body of the white gull as a basis to break through all kinds of constraints and touch the world.

White Gull waited for Bologo's response, and then he felt the familiar fluctuation from Bologo, and White Gull grabbed Bologo's hand.

With the palms spread out, the imprint of the sun is revealed, releasing bursts of warmth.

At first, Bologo didn't understand why Belphegor gave himself the brand. Judging from the deal with the tyrant, the devil will never give you power for no reason. If they don't ask for a price now, then the price will definitely be in the not-too-distant future be paid.

Now Bologo probably understands that Belphegor's protection, Eternal Labor, absolutely restrains the secret power of the Ethereal School, and no matter how crazy and treacherous illusions are, they will disappear under the sobriety of Eternal Labor.

Belphegor anticipated the conflict between himself and the Song Orchestra. The devil hated these traitors, and he hoped to get rid of them with his own hands.

During the battle, Bolog has never used the power that Belphegor bestowed on him. There are many reasons, but it can basically be summed up as that Bolog doesn't want to succumb to the devil's conspiracy.

"Belphegor...hehehe..."

White Gull caressed the brand of the sun, he recognized the source of this power, and laughed strangely.

"I didn't expect you to have his mark on you," Bai Gu became even more excited, "If this is the case, I will make you one of us!"

The sick attitude of the white gull disgusted Burrog, and before Burlog could curse, the white gull roared hysterically.

"Listen to me, friend!"

The white gull's expression became crazy, he interrupted Bologo's words, grabbed his hair, the foreheads of the two collided heavily, the pupils of the eyes were almost stuck together, and the strange black hole was close in front of them.

"Belphegor is lying to you! To die is to die! Nothing, that endless poem is a conspiracy, and no one will remember us in a hundred years!"

Great fear appeared on Bai Gu's face, even though he is now an undead, such an ending still makes him feel uneasy.

"But she is different. She will give us everything we want while we are alive, not after death."

The gull slapped Burlogo hard on the face, trying to wake him up.

"Friend, no, brother, we are brothers, I will not deceive you, stop being a so-called poet!"

The white gull screamed hoarsely, "The joy of the moment is real!"

For a moment, Bai Gull and Bologo seemed to be no longer the mortal enemies they met, but brothers who transcended the blood relationship.

It took Burrog a long time to figure out what was going on. All the clues pointed to one thing. The White Gull used to be a member of the Unbound Poetry Club, and he also believed in Belphegor, but in the end he chose Betrayed, he thought he was also a poet under Belphegor's command... Bai Gu felt that the endless poems were a conspiracy, and he was saving himself, because he was once in the same predicament as himself.

What the hell, he was fighting to the death just now, and now he's putting on a redemption scene.

White Gull squeezed Boluogo's hand, and the voice was moving, "Believe me, brother, that's the life a person should live."

Burrog didn't answer, as if deliberately provoking, he showed a disdainful smile.

White Gull's voice sank, and then he roared angrily.

"What's the point? Brother!"

He grabbed Burrog's throat, like a beast in a desperate situation, and opened his mouth to roar, as if he wanted to swallow Burrog in one gulp.

"Newspapers, magazines, radio, radio, movies, novels, operas... My God, there are so many things that can replace poetry in this world, what meaning does poetry have now!"

White Gull's emotions fluctuated, as if he was about to collapse, he let go of Bologo, covered his head with his hands, blood oozed from the cracks in his nails, his whole face was like a melting candle, covered with scarlet wax cheek.

He yelled, "No point!"

"You are still as pathetic as ever, White Gull."

The cold breeze brought the woman's cold voice, almost at the moment the white gull heard it, the cold light suddenly appeared, and then infinite heavy pressure was exerted on the white gull.

White Gull immediately knelt down, and he tried to raise his head, but with a "crack", his head seemed to be poured into cement, it was so heavy that he couldn't hold it up, and it hit the ground straight, with the neck and neck It was bent at a strange angle, and it was dyed red.

The surrounding gravity has increased dozens of times, and the movements that were easy for the white gull have now become extremely heavy and slow. The white gull tilted his head. Under the strong pressure, blood continued to flow from his mouth and nose, even under the corners of his eyes. Also began to show scarlet.

The bones of the whole body were crushed in an instant, and the whole body seemed to be run over by a steamroller, distorted into a strange and deformed appearance.

"Hahaha!"

Until this moment, the white gull was still laughing wildly. The huge ether was continuously pouring into the alchemy matrix. He gradually gained the strength to resist the heavy pressure, and raised his terrifying head.

"Relax, my brother," White Gull said to Burrog, "I will never let Belphegor take you."

Gull's arm twisted and raised the blade, slashing at Burrog's heart.

There was the sound of a storm approaching in the darkness, the heavy pressure on the white gull disappeared, the direction of the force began to reverse, a strong repulsive force pushed him to the other end, and even the direction of the blood dripping was changed.

The blood flowed out horizontally, weaving parallel red threads in the air.

"I will save your soul!"

Roaring, the white gull smashed Bologo's heart with a knife, and then sent him flying with repulsive force.

The sound of the storm was approaching, and the flying knife split into a dense metal storm. When approaching the white gull, the repulsive force also acted on the flying knife, which doubled its speed, like broken and flying infinite slender white lights. The white gull's body was beaten into a pulp, and then the fuzzy mass of flesh slapped heavily on the wall, and the blood stained a large area.

In the sticky flesh and blood, the dim eyeballs slowly squirmed, and the woman's face was gradually reflected in the eyes. Canary burst out from the darkness, she raised her hand and pressed down, and then the direction of the force was vertically downward, The cage of gravity controlled the white gull and evenly crushed him into a pool of meatloaf.

Palmer followed Canary closely, and the scattered throwing knives merged together and circled into Palmer's hands. Behind him was Dewar.

At this moment, Dewar raised his two guns with both hands, aiming at Irving and Cinderella respectively. Thanks to these two guys who came out of nowhere, in this impromptu team, Dewar finally met someone with a higher status than him. There are even lower people.Now Dewar's job is to watch over these two guys who have strayed into the dispute.

Irving and Cinderella were completely confused. First, they were bombed and attacked by demons one after another, and then they were captured by Palmer. Before they could be interrogated, they were dragged here all the way, and they saw this crazy thing. fighting.

At such a time, Cinderella was still optimistic, and whispered in Irwin's ear, "You shouldn't lack inspiration for writing this time."

Irwin ignored her and stared straight ahead. The world that was once so far away to him was now close in front of him, and the terrifying dispute involved everyone in it.

The squirming mass of flesh and blood was reorganized, with black sutures interspersed and intertwined, and the black mist covered it, solidifying into a black robe blown by the wind.

The white gull was revived again, with a high-pitched etheric reaction on his body, he randomly pulled out a deformed steel piece from the steel wreckage, and then hit the canary like an arrow.

Canary's expression was calm, but when she saw the white gull for the first time, an uncontrollable anger hovered in her eyes.

Raising his hand, Canary held the white gull.

Mysterious energy · Qianjun.

Bai Gull's ghostly figure froze, every step he took became extremely heavy, and the metal ground under his feet began to sag, and the bones could not bear several times their own weight, making a miserable low cry.

"I'm here to save you!"

White Gull laughed at Canary, with a terrifying expression on his face. Even so, he still clenched the metal fragment in his hand, allowing it to cut his palm and embed it in his tendon.

"I will save your soul!" White Gull regarded himself as having some kind of great mission, and he swore in a low and solemn voice, "From the hands of Belphegor!"

"To shut up!"

Canary pressed his palm down hard, trying to press the white gull to death again, but this time the white gull didn't fall down, and the infinite ether made his alchemy matrix almost burn.

White Gull broke through the limit of strength, he swung out the metal fragments, Canary also took out the short dagger hidden in his waist, the metal collided with each other, Canary was defeated by White Gull's endless power, and was easily shaken away.

Palmer came from behind and caught Canary. The two stumbled and took several steps back before they stabilized.

Even without the blessing of secret energy, just relying on the power of evil chaos and joy, Bai Gull can also increase through the ether, so that he has power beyond imagination.

Canary felt a little pressure, and whispered to Palmer, "Sorry."

Palmer stared at the white gull, not understanding what Canary was saying, "Sorry for what?"

"I couldn't save your friend."

The bloody corpse appeared in front of Canary's eyes. From Palmer's anxious pursuit, it can be seen that that person is very important to Palmer, but... just now from Palmer's face From the looks of it, it might not be that important.

"what?"

Palmer was taken aback for a moment, then yelled strangely, "What are you talking about?"

Canary was overwhelmed by Palmer's indifferent reaction. She began to think that Palmer was a cold-blooded guy, but in the next second another etheric reaction that should have subsided rose again.

White Gull felt a pair of cold hands pressing on the back of his neck, and the evil spirit whispered in his ear.

"What a coincidence... I am also an undead."

White Gull reluctantly turned his head. Out of the corner of his sight, he noticed Bologo who had come back from the dead. White Gull's contemptuous attitude of playing with the world in a nonchalant manner finally changed at this moment. He seemed to be betrayed by something. As if, his eyes were full of shock and hatred.

"Seal the coffin!"

Boluoge waved his strength to his heart's content, and the collapsed steel rushed towards the white gull, wrapping around his body heavily, forming a coffin.

For the undead, only imprisonment is effective.

It was also at this moment that Canary realized that the guy who died just now was Bologo, the immortal Lazarus who came back from the dead!
The shock was fleeting, and Canary yelled, "Well done!"

In an instant, a rock-like force came from all directions, and Canary further strengthened Bologo's coffin, trying to completely seal the white gull.

This time, in order to completely deal with the traitor White Gull, Canary has made sufficient preparations, as long as he can be controlled...

Suddenly, a continuously spreading white mist surged in the cabin, engulfing everyone like a tide, and the field of vision quickly shortened, and soon all everyone could see was the whiteness in front of them.

Footsteps from far to near.

(End of this chapter)