Endless Debt.

Without any warning, the white and cold mist came with the wind, filling every part of the space evenly, like countless pale palms, covering everyone regardless of friend or foe.

Deep voices sounded in everyone's ears, as if thousands of ghosts were walking quickly in the white mist, whispering to each other.

"Don't stop!"

The canary's cry ended the eerie silence. Even though she lost the target in her vision, she could still perceive the white gull's soaring etheric response through the thick fog, and she believed that Bologo could do the same.

The surging steel stagnated for a moment, and then slammed into the enemy behind the fog at a faster speed. Burrog clenched his fists, and his silhouette kept rolling behind the heavy fog.

Like a giant python eating people in a horror movie, the outlines of the shadows are clear and sharp. They devour them repeatedly. The crazy laughter is mixed with the sound of flesh and blood being crushed and crushed, sticky and slippery, and the condensed breath Spreading out, blood streaks splashed out from behind the mist, as if a brutal butcher was violently processing his prey.

Another sharp sound joined the battlefield, and Bologo knew that someone was holding a long knife and coming with a sharp killing intent, and then the sharp sound became complicated and noisy, as if it was not one person who came, Rather a legion, And the Voice of the Golden Ge, that filled the ruins.

Wisps of white mist condensed behind Bologo, they gradually pieced together a vague human figure, and then Hert's face emerged from it, he only condensed half of his body and right arm, but this That's enough.

A cold long knife hangs above Bologo's head, and just as Herter is about to interrupt Bologo's secret energy and behead him, the white mist is disturbed, as if countless poisonous bees are about to kill him. Heading here at high speed with a buzzing noise.

"A Confluence in Distress!"

Palmer's eyes shone brightly, and Storm Feather hit the long knife in Herter's hand first, deflecting its falling trajectory, and then more flying knives rushed towards him.

Helt could only etherize again, and then the heavy rain of metal brushed past him, nailing a dense dent behind Burrog.

"It's good to see you again at this fatal time! Partner!"

Palmer was sincere this time. The moment he saw Burrogo, he had a feeling that his brain had been liberated.

Burrog wasn't in the mood to tell Palmer about the adventures he had seen along the way. He strode forward through the mist, and the pythons had already wrapped the gull completely, twisting his bones and crushing his internal organs.

The white gull has been completely wrapped in steel, he is like a never-ending blood bag, a steady stream of blood seeps from the gaps between the pythons and between the scales, dripping on the ground.

Bologo knew that the white gull would be revived soon, and then he looked to the other side of the fog, and Canary's etheric reaction continued to rise after that.

Obviously, the target of this poet from the Unbound Poetry Society is the white gull. From the conversation between them, it can be seen that they have an extremely complicated past.

This is not a good time to deal with the problems left over from history. Burlogo is now thinking about how to completely ban Baigull.

Now Bologo misses Yas. If his anti-riot operation team is there, this part of the work will be much easier. The etheric ban and etheric silence will perfectly shape the etheric vacuum environment and block the white gull's ether at once. , under this condition, even if the white gull has a perfect power cycle, it is just a mass of flesh and blood that cannot be killed.

Canary quickly approached, she was still wearing the dress for the banquet, in order to facilitate the movement, the dress was torn by her at the moment, revealing large areas of skin, like a seductive mermaid floating out of the water, But there is no sense of charm.

Only the undisguised hatred and killing intent towards Bai Gull.

Complicated and complicated patterns of light are etched on Canary's skin, and at the same time, another layer of floodlight pattern is intertwined with it. Under the dress is a tights similar to Amy's second skin. She is carrying The armor made of light is like a Valkyrie ordered to punish her.

A mighty force descends.

As if a huge and invisible hydraulic machine mercilessly dropped the hydraulic slider, the iron coffin sealed by Burlogo was crushed by a huge force in an instant, smashed straight through the deck of this floor, and fell to the ground below. on one floor.

Ripples appeared on the ground, like raindrops hitting the water surface. Under the action of the secret energy Qianjun, the iron coffin touched the next layer of virtual protection, and that was the core area of ​​the Paradise.

After a surprise attack and siege, they temporarily controlled the white gull. At the same time, dense screams echoed in the fog.

Herter swung his knife.

Restricted by the gap in alchemy matrix technology, even if Hert is in the third stage of the power holder, the strength of his secret power is still much lower than that of top powers like the Bureau of Order at the same level.

Hert didn't feel afraid because of this. On the contrary, he felt that his acquired efforts were enough to smooth out this part of the gap, just like him who was decadent. He was once the hardest fighter among the people of Xitao. He was selected into the A reserve member of the Raging Tide Guard, when his peers were still practicing swinging swords, Hert had already faced the raging sea.

Ether Amplification, Etherification, Secret Energy·Mist Kill.

Multiple powers endowed Hert with the power to break through the routine. With only the slender long knife in his hand, he swung a storm of swords relying on the ubiquitous fog.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a legion appeared in the mist, and they swung their blades towards the nearest opponent, but just before the long sword swung, a hurricane rose up, colliding violently with the soothing mist.

Mysterious Energy · Stormrage Forgiveness.

Palmer called for a strong wind, and a small storm was set off in the ruins. The diffused mist contained Hert's aether, and the storm intertwined with the mist, causing electric arcs and sparks to radiate.

The crackling sound echoed in everyone's ears like dense drumbeats, as if they were in a small thunderstorm, and the electric arc hit their bodies, bringing a tingling feeling.

As a believer, Palmer naturally does not have the power to shake Hert's mist, but the secret power of the Krex family has always been good at taking advantage of it.

No need for Palmer to say anything, Bologo knew what he should do. Many times of life and death fights had made the two of them cultivate a deep understanding.

Two flame-shaped swords were shaped in his hands, and the ends of the blades were blood-like scarlet. Bologo turned around and threw them like shooting stars, and flung them to both sides of the ruins.

Only the sound of collisions came back from the darkness, the red mercury detonated and ignited, and the raging fire reflected the cabin into a bloody hell.

Seen from the outside, the hulls on both sides of the Happy Land suddenly exploded from the inside, as if a deadly shell passed through the hull and penetrated its torso.

Billows of smoke were fleeting, and Palmer smelled a clear sea breeze.

What Palmer is worst at dealing with is the confined space, which will greatly limit the release of his secret energy. Now that he has broken the shackles, he will use the power of the storm the next moment, and the wind speed of [-] kilometers will blow along the hull of the ship. The wounds poured into the cabin.

This is the real storm.

The roaring gust of wind made people unable to lift their heads for a moment, and translucent ribbons flashed in the wind, like hairtails with transparent bodies, they rushed into the cabin one after another, hitting everything along the way.

Palmer's aether was running towards exhaustion, he felt like a racing car whose gas pedal was slammed to death, and the pointer of the fuel gauge was dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He can't last long, but this little time is enough!
The white mist gradually couldn't bear the high-speed airflow and the impact of Palmer's ether, and the mist quickly thinned. Herter immediately lifted the etherification, otherwise he would be squeezed out of the Paradise by the wind like the mist.

"damn it!"

Herter cursed that everything was going well until he met these freaks.

Facing the cooperation of Palmer and Borrog, the power of his own ruler was unable to suppress them for a while, and that lunatic Bai Gull was completely immersed in his crazy imagination.He shouldn't have hoped for that sick undead.

Burrog raised his hand against the strong wind, and sharp knives and axes shot up from the ground, like monsters that broke through the ground, and opened their bloody mouths to bite Hert.

The light of the knife flashed by, and the knife and ax fell apart.

In the study of ether enhancement, Huerter is deeper than Bologo. If Huerter is given enough time and resources), he even feels that he can reach the "extreme state", which is to study an etheric extreme skill to the highest level. level of honor.

Bologo was not surprised by this ending, he never thought that this level of tricks could kill Hert.

Canary can't help them much at this moment. This woman's goal is only the white gull, and other people's other things are secondary. She directly ignored Heert, jumped towards the next floor, and continued to put heavy pressure on the iron coffin , to prevent the white gull from escaping from the cage.

Bologo had to find a way to deal with Hert. Under the seemingly calm appearance, Bologo and Palmer in the network of the heart were almost communicating with each other in the form of roaring, which made it difficult for Amy who was forced to listen. , and Uriel who acts as a hub.

This is a real crisis, a real test of improvisation.

Palmer tried his best to maintain the strong wind passing through to prevent Hert from spreading the white mist. When Palmer's ether was exhausted, Hert's death mist would disperse again. At that time, Bologo would not be sure to avoid it. The knife cut of a negative person.

Boluogo is not afraid of death, but once he enters the state of death, this will undoubtedly break the balance of confrontation like a dangerous building, lose his own support, Palmer will be the next one on the death list, followed by Canary , and everyone.

There was not much time left for Burlogo, and Palmer kept urging himself to kill Hert in his mind, for which he even cursed.

Burlogo now very much hopes that there is such a shielding button that can filter out Palmer's voice, and now the noise of this bastard has interfered with his judgment a bit.

Herter naturally didn't know what happened in the network of the heart, he only felt that the Borrog in front of him was extremely dazzling and obstructive. Coincidentally, Herter also heard whispers of urging in his mind, but that From hallucinations and pain.

The faces of his wife and daughter, the bright future, everything that the Huanyu Witch promised herself.

All the voices disappeared, whether it was sweet, harsh, evil, or gentle... Herter never felt that his mind was so quiet, as if those disturbing residents Disappeared.

Time flowed backwards on Herter's body. In the strong wind, he felt that he had changed back to his young self and faced the storm again.

Stepping and leaping, Herter slashed at Bologo's head, with speed and strength reaching the limit. Even if you look at Herter's life, such a perfect blow is rare.

The moment Burrog saw the flash of light, the deadly blade had arrived before his eyes, like a thunderbolt that could not be disobeyed.

Panic flashed in Bologo's eyes, he knew he couldn't dodge this blow, Herter's full blow would split his head, cut off his spine, and then Herter would continue to hold He tried his best to attack Palmer, relying on the dexterity of the secret energy, Palmer should be able to deal with Herter, but he still couldn't change his fate of being beheaded.

A familiar and tired voice sounded in Bologo's ear, the voice firmed Bologo's eyes, and even brought a smile to the corner of his mouth.

The fatal lightning strike sliced ​​through Burrog's scalp and even embedded it in the skull, blood gurgling down the bridge of his nose, staining his vision red.

The long knife was supposed to split everything, but it failed to continue falling. A golden light flickered from the edge of vision and stabbed Hert's eyes. He barely moved his eyeballs, and saw the familiar figure at the edge of vision.

Jeffrey stood on the vent where the hull exploded. The gust of wind called by Palmer blew Jeffrey's sea-soaked skirt. His hair was dancing wildly. .

The secret power Tiger Eye couldn't control Herter for too long, but for Bologo, even a second or two of stagnation and slowness was enough.

Bologo grabbed Hert's long knife. He wanted to try this for a long time, his expression was furious, his throat growled, and the cyan light track spread from Bologo's palm and invaded into the long knife , He is like a king made of iron, giving orders to all steel.

It can be clearly felt that a sense of confrontation is coming from the long knife. The reason why this weapon can be so deadly in the hands of Hert is inseparable from the ether sword that Hert is good at. In particular, the ether sword is applied to the long knife, making it as strong and sharp as alchemical metal.

Believers and power-lovers compete head-on for the affinity and mastery of the ether. Bologo can't beat Hert anyway, but that is only theoretical, and the actual battlefield does not talk about precise theories.

After a brief stalemate, Bologo broke the etheric mutual exclusion. The long knife reversed and changed in his hand, growing dense thorns and piercing Hert's palm. He didn't understand why Bologo could break through the etheric mutual exclusion. Then he saw the weird gauntlet on Bologo's hand.

Corroded touch.

The shape of the long knife collapsed and turned into a series of cold arrows piercing Hert's body. There was no old relationship between Bologo and Hert. After careful calculation, this was the second time the two of them met.

Burrog had no mercy for Herter, he growled.

"kill him!"

This sentence was not addressed to Palmer, nor to Geoffrey. The object of this sentence was the steel all over Burlogo.

Mystic Tiger Eye's stagnation began to fade, and Herter regained his mobility. He tried to escape the deadly onslaught, but it was too late. J.

Swords, axes, halberds, hammers, daggers and spears.

In an instant, the weapons that Bologo could imagine were cast out in an instant. The surface of the metal still carried the warmth of the ether flowing through and the glow that had not yet completely dissipated. They came from all directions and smashed Hert. shoulder, cut his thigh, pierced his arm...

Burrog reached into the arsenal, pulled out a heavy hammer, and smashed Hert's chest with one blow.

Hert only felt his blood surging, he vomited a big mouthful of blood, and then fell heavily on the ground, after Bologo pulled away, the ground under the two of them was already fragile, and then the whole ground collapsed into the next In the darkness of the next layer, the ether of canaries and white gulls is surging.

The battle at this level suddenly calmed down, Palmer stopped the secret energy, a strong sense of exhaustion invaded his will, and then the mania burst out faintly, and a sense of detachment from deep in his chest almost stunned Palmer silent.

This is the price of consuming himself almost to the depletion of ether. In a hazy state of consciousness, Palmer envied Bologo for having Amy as a backup energy source. Bologo can always release power without any worries.

Blinking vigorously, he didn't know whether it was the excellent training of the field staff or the honor of the Krex family. In short, Palmer did not fall down, but was suppressing the exhaustion and mania.

Palmer looked at the gap, he didn't have the strength to shout, he could only ask in the heart network, "Are you okay?"

Jeffrey didn't respond, and after the light in his eyes dissipated, he knelt down half-kneeling while clutching his abdominal wound.Under the front and rear attack of Hert and the white gull, Jeffrey was seriously injured, but he was not dead.

After taking a breath, Jeffrey responded, "I'm fine, do what you should do."

What should be done?
Palmer glanced at the gap leading to the bottom not far away, and there was a throbbing wave. It was a party of monsters. If possible, Palmer really didn't want to join it.

Flipping through his pockets, Palmer took out a few injections, which contained the "soul of mangyin". When he thought that Bologo was not by his side, Palmer felt that his luck would definitely encounter bad luck.

In order to avoid tragic death due to his own bad luck, Palmer, who never brought supplies, also prepared a few in advance. As expected, from the moment he stepped into the Paradise, disasters have never stopped.

"Let me tell you first, I'm not afraid of death, I just need to add something."

Palmer didn't jump down the gap for a long time, explaining to Jeffrey casually, and then he turned his head and saw Dewar, this bastard has been hiding behind since the beginning of the battle... Also, it's useless for this guy to join the battle.

Then Palmer looked at Irwin and Cinderella. The faces of these two unlucky ghosts who had strayed into the dispute were pale. Palmer's strong wind was not enough to kill the Desublimers, but it almost killed these two mortals. , Under the deadly wind speed of [-] kilometers, they almost suffocated to death.

Irving was gasping for breath. The lack of oxygen caused many hallucinations to appear in front of his eyes, and the auditory hallucinations in his ears also became stronger.

The woman in memory hovered beside him, whispering to him.

Cinderella's condition is better. As a young man, she is much stronger than the old guy Irving in terms of physical fitness and resistance.

Dewar put down his guns on the two of them a long time ago. He felt that he didn't need to monitor these two unlucky ghosts at this crazy banquet. In the aftermath of energy, there is no need to do it yourself.

Irwin managed to slow down, his heart was pounding, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, Cinderella stayed by her side obediently.

It's hard to imagine how good Cinderella's mentality is. This is the case, and she doesn't have much fear in her eyes. Instead, she clenches her fists and cheers for Irving.

"Hold on! Irving, isn't your new book out yet?"

Cinderella pulled Irving's shoulders and tried to make him stand up. Irving's head was in a daze, as if he had been stuffed into a front-loading washing machine.

"Think about your journey to immortality, think about that fire opal woman... at least think about your readers!"

Cinderella picked up Irving's shoulders, but no matter how hard she tossed, Irving remained motionless, as if his soul had been taken away, leaving only a numb body.

"Wake up! Irving!"

Cinderella yelled at Irwin, and Irwin stared straight at Cinderella, as if he was staring at Cinderella's face, or at another person.

Palmer had digested "Mangyin's soul", and glanced at Irving and Cinderella. He didn't care too much about the two of them. At this time, he couldn't protect himself, let alone take care of these ordinary people. .

What Palmer can do is to end this dispute before more people die. Although he doesn't understand the relationship between Irwin and Noren and the whole incident, Palmer still has a very good impression of Irwin. Not bad, but it's a pity that they met at the wrong time and place. If it was in a bar in Opals, Palmer would not mind playing a board game with Irwin.

Just as Palmer was about to jump into the lower level and join the fight of the monsters, Cinderella slapped Irwin loudly. Since the name Irving Fleischer could not wake him up, Cinderella decided to call Irwin's another name.

"Wake up! Blue Jay!"

The name was magical, and Irwin's cloudy and blurry pupils gradually became clear, and all the hustle and bustle receded.

Irwin recognized the girl in front of him and said, "Cinderella."

"Damn it! Get up! Blue Jays!"

Cinderella felt that her heart was broken for Irwin. She clumsily pulled his shoulders and tried every means to get him to stand up, but at this moment the ground under her feet kept shaking, and the fighting of monsters on the next level was shaking the surrounding area. and dragged into destruction.

With the sound of clicking, the ground under the two of them tilted sharply, and a huge mouth opened on one side, like a monster still in ambush, opening its mouth from the ground.

At this time of life and death, another curse resounded.

"Blue Jay!"

Palmer abruptly stopped his jumping movements, and stared at Irving. According to Irving's experience, this kind of eyes would only appear in two situations, one is surprise Seeing a long-lost lover, the other is seeing a deadly enemy who bears a blood debt.

Palmer's voice was uncontrollable, "You're a fucking blue jay!"

"My God! How many enemies do you have!"

Cinderella complained to Irwin, grabbing a bump in the ground to keep herself from sliding into the darkness on the sloping ground.

Irwin also stabbed out the dagger in time, nailed it into the ground, and hung his body on the sloping ground.

"I don't know," Irving argued, "I've only met him twice!"

"Only two sides have forged a blood feud!"

"How would I know!"

Irwin didn't know what kind of nerve Palmer was committing. If there was really animosity between them, he should have killed himself just now. What's the fuss at this time.

At this moment, Palmer felt his heart was shaking, and everything was connected in series. It turned out that the blue jay was always by his side, what the hell!
A terrifying ether impact came from the next floor, and this shock hammer completely crushed the crumbling ground. With the exclamation of Irving and Cinderella, they fell uncontrollably into the darkness.

Palmer was stunned for a second, and the ether that should have been exhausted in the next second relied on the replenishment of the "mangyin's soul", forcibly squeezing out a certain amount of power.

The light tracks are densely covered, etching the whole body.

At this crazy banquet, some people are fighting for their ideals, some are fighting for their wives and daughters, some are fighting for their responsibilities, and some are fighting for revenge.

At this moment, Palmer also had his own reason to fight for it, but if possible, he really didn't want to explain this reason to others.

"Damn it!"

Palmer lashes out at the adventures of life, then rushes to the next level without hesitation to join the monsters' party.