Endless Debt.

Noren sat in the airtight cabin with a sad face. Directly opposite him was Gould who was lying on the hospital bed. His eyelids were closed and his brows were tense. He had no intention of waking up at all, as if he was trapped In some inescapable nightmare.

Lula was waiting by Norn's side, and the Desublimers were waiting outside the cabin. In order to preserve their strength, the remaining strength of the Paradise was all defended in this core area.

Roaring vibrations came from a distant place, as if in a huge wave, the tables and chairs shook and slid on the sloping ground.

Noren's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked tiredly at Gould, or the object that Gould was guarding in his hand.

It is like the embodiment of doom, and when it reaches Freeport, it brings death and storm together.

Nolen asked Lula, "Is it still impossible to get in touch with the outside world?"

"No, the Zongge Orchestra is attacking the Void Domain. They have cut off all our connections with the outside world... We have been trapped here to death."

Lula hesitated for a moment, but still informed Noren of the dire situation.

After hearing this, Noren's spirit became even more sluggish. He crossed his fingers and placed them in front of him, his head drooping down, as if it was about to fall to the ground.

When he learned that the Rage Guards went to the Hulk Coast to hunt and kill Hert, Noren chose to make a deal with the Bureau of Order, hoping that they could help save Hert, even if he was sent to a mental hospital and imprisoned, it would be better than Killed on the beach like a dog.

Noren has always felt unexplainable guilt towards Herter, and he hopes to make up for Herter, but just after the deal was concluded, the Paradise was attacked by the Zongge Orchestra, and the successive explosions killed most of the armed personnel , the rest of the people also retreated steadily under the attack of the Zongge Orchestra.

This kind of decline is rare, and usually only occurs when fighting against forces stronger than the people of Xitao.In the level of power in the extraordinary world, the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword, which possess advanced alchemy matrix technology, are well-deserved top powers. Therefore, even if they fight at the same level, the sublimationists under their command are stronger than other powers.

Other variables, that is, those groups that believe in the devil, they do not have enough advanced alchemy matrix technology) but have the protection of taboos, under the power beyond common sense, the members of the Zongge Orchestra are like A group of fanatical fighters who are not afraid of death, the more their bodies suffer, the stronger they become.

"We can mobilize the remaining forces to fight out. Freeport may fall, but we should be able to hold out until the tide guards come. They should be near the coast of the hulk now."

Lula didn't continue, she knew that this was not an easy choice for Noren.

Noren murmured, "Perhaps the Raging Guards are gone."

Before the attack started, Noren notified the Bureau of Order. He didn't know how the Bureau of Order would act, but for this group of mysterious and terrifying existences, it was always right to think in the worst direction.

It was precisely because he believed that the Bureau of Order possessed such power that Noren decided to rely on them to save Hert at a critical moment. He had already made up his mind, but he suffered even more terrible misfortune.

Noren berates himself, "I screwed up everything."

The vibrations around became more frequent and more intense, and the sound of the explosion was getting closer, like peeling an onion, the enemy was disintegrating the defense of the Paradise little by little.

Noren knew that it was time for him to make a decision. He took a deep breath and tried to polish away those distracting thoughts. He got up and opened the hatch, and said to the remaining Sublimators.

"Everyone, get ready, we have to break out."

After finishing speaking, Noren instructed Lula, "Bring Gould, no matter who you face, he will be a heavy bargaining chip."

Lula nodded, and the Desublimator who came to the side lifted Gould up. Gould's hands drooped, the chains were also vertical, and the sealed iron box shook slightly.

Lula asked, "Leave Hert alone?"

"No."

Noren convinced himself, "Herter is just my affair, and I have to let you live before taking care of these things."

"I wasted too much time and energy on Herter."

Noren was firm in his thoughts, no matter how much he felt guilty towards Hert, he should not give up these people who steadfastly followed him.

Several pairs of eyes met, and they all read the same emotion from each other's eyes, but just as Noren was about to lead his team to break through, a familiar wave came from above their heads, followed by a horrifying and crazy hallucination.

The imaginary domain is full of cracks and is crumbling. It was able to isolate the impact of the ether before, but now it is like a dam full of gaps, and sea water spurts out from the gaps.

In the confused hallucination, Noren seemed to have returned to that day. He and Helt gathered on the pier, and the majestic ship was docked beside him, casting a huge shadow on his body.

"It's okay, it's not important, just let me go for you."

Herter waved to himself, turned and boarded the boat, and by the fence on the deck, he could see his wife and daughter waving.

That was the last time Noren saw Herter smile, a genuine smile.

"Helt..."

Noren whispered softly, he has not felt this familiar ether fluctuation for many years, and Noren will never admit his mistake.

Here comes Hult, not on the shores of the Hulk, but on the Promised Land with the Singing Band.

The agents from the Board of Directors were not lying, and out of Noren's sight, Helter was gestating a dire conspiracy all through his own fault.

"Noren!"

Amidst Lula's exclamation, the torrent of water seeped out of the crack, and the crack expanded rapidly, and then the roaring torrent poured into the cabin, knocking down the people in the corridor one after another, wrapping them tightly against the wall .

The fierce etheric reaction became clearer, and the bursts of roaring came from far to near, and even in this icy running water, the monsters did not forget to kill each other.

The dark color of the water turned bloody, and the water level rose rapidly, leaving little room for them to move. If they didn't move, they would soon suffocate to death.

"Lula! Take them away!"

Noren instructed, and at the same time his eyes burst into a strong light.

"And you!"

Lula knew what Noren was going to do, she tried to keep Noren, but only saw a back going against the current.

The ice-cold sea water poured into the mouth, and there was a dull and long echo in the ears in the first second, and the sound became clear in the next second, like cold swords rubbing against each other, making bursts of sharp sounds.

Borrog was propelled by the torrent, bumping around the corridors, cutting himself with shattered metal, and some impaled himself.

His blood, the blood of the white gull, and the blood of all people are gathered in this raging stream, and it is unknown where they will go.

In a trance, Bologo could hear the white gull's crazy smile, and the resentment contained in the smile. He remembered that he had broken the white gull into pieces, and he didn't know whether he had swallowed the white gull in this ups and downs. The fragments of flesh and blood, and whether he will be resurrected in his own body.

After continuous trial and error, Bologo still didn't quite understand the nature of the white gull's immortality. Even if he chopped him into meat, this guy would stand up again. He didn't consume ether like himself and needed a certain amount of sleep time .

No... Maybe the white gull also needs to consume ether for resurrection, but the protection of Nie Chaos Weile makes him not have to worry about his own ether reserves at all, so what about the dormant period?In the resurrection again and again, does he have such a dormant period that he cannot fight?
Terrifying power came from the rushing sea water, followed by the wild laughter of the white gull, and the sea broke up the battlefield, but this did not prevent the white gull from releasing the secret energy indiscriminately, bestowing endless pain on everyone.

Bologo felt that countless corpses were hitting him, and he returned to the battlefield. Countless corpses fell from the burning red sky, like a rainstorm of flesh and blood, more like dead birds.

"Those seams!"

Amy's voice sounded in her mind. She was not only a backup energy source, but also an external brain. When Burlogo was fully engaged in the battle, she was responsible for thinking.

"Yeah! Something's wrong with those seams!"

Following Amyu's prompt, Burlogo finally caught the flying mosquito, and the blurred light spot became clear.

The Snake Scale Liquid was cast into a sword in his hand, and Bologo roughly nailed it into the wall along the way, stabilized his figure, endured the severe pain, and searched for the location of the white gull, he wanted to kill him again.

Bologo whispered, "The white gull's immortality must have some kind of defect, maybe the suture is what he used to make up for the defect."

Amidst the endless phantom pain, a vague voice came from his mind, and Bologo recognized who it was. His voice was weak, but he still yelled at himself with all his strength.

"Bologo! Dewar has found a way to kill the gull!"

The bone-crushing knife was nailed into the wall, holding the handle of the knife tightly with one hand, stabilizing the figure, while the other hand grabbed Dewar's waist to prevent him from being washed away by the torrent. One sentence, and Geoffrey repeated it for him.

"The sutures on his body!" Dewar shouted, the halos in his eyes were extremely bright, "I saw that whenever he was chopped up, those sutures would activate by themselves, putting his body back together. "

"There is another set of alchemy matrix in the suture, which is still impossible to pry into. In other words, it is very likely to be a contract item, a contract item used to help him maintain immortality, destroy the suture, maybe can restrain him"

Geoffrey repeated Dewar's words, "You get it, Burrogo."

"What a coincidence, I just realized this on my side."

Burrogo commanded more steel, hanging from the ceiling, avoiding the washing of the torrent.

"Looks like it's important to have an alchemist with you."

Burrog wasn't joking, they were good at fighting, but they knew little about the more complex alchemy knowledge, let alone peeking at loopholes in battle.

With the new information, Bologo was full of motivation. He asked in the heart network, "Where's Palmer? He's not dead!"

"not dead."

Palmer's voice sounded in his mind, followed by a grunt. Burrog shook his head, thinking to forget it, Palmer has worked hard enough today.

Burrogo promised Jeffrey, "I'll find a way to deal with him."

Jeffrey responded in a deep voice, and beside him, Dewar tremblingly said, "So is it useful for me?"

Seeing that Jeffrey didn't reply right away, Dewar hesitated for a while, thinking about what he could do, and then he mysteriously put his hand on Jeffrey's abdominal wound to stop the bleeding.

The two looked at each other, and Jeffrey looked confused and dazed. He never expected that there was a second person who could do such a stupid thing that only Palmer could do. Dewar saw that Jeffrey was so stupid. Seriously, there was a naive and silly smile on his face.

Jeffrey couldn't take it anymore, he had already deeply felt Dewar's sincere heart, and there was no need to test this psychopath anymore. Just as he was about to scold Dewar for what's wrong, a crunching sound came from the top of his head, The influx of seawater crushed the broken upper deck, and the whole piece of steel smashed towards the two of them.

The imaginary barrier that isolated the core area has been broken, seawater is pouring into the bottom of the ship, and the water level keeps rising. The Paradise is sinking, but the sinking speed is very slow. Even if a big ship like it wants to sink, it must at least use For more than an hour, if Bologo can kill the white gull in time, he might be able to fill in those loopholes and recover some property losses for the people of Xitao.

The flame of the cauldron is burning in the water. At this moment, Bologo can't control these liquids, but these heavy and disordered steels have opened the way for him. I can feel the evil and crazy power of the white gull blessed by the devil.

The milky white mist expanded and diffused on the surface of the water. With the help of secret energy and etherization, Hert was completely unaffected by the rapids, and could even pass through some small gaps. To be precise, as long as the mist could reach, he could Unimpeded.

Hert found Bologo, and the fireflies of the ether sword flashed in the mist. They were like bloodthirsty flying mosquitoes, and they directly attacked Bologo. All the obstacles along the way were innumerable out of thin air. There are knife marks, and the edge of the crack is hot with residual heat.

Burrog broke through the barrier above his head, and he jumped out of the water. At this time, the mist also reached his eyes, and Hert's figure regained its physical form.

The two were red-eyed, and just as they were about to start a new round of deadly sword fights, a tremendous force came, and Herter's body that had just stood upright collapsed uncontrollably, and even the water beneath him collapsed. , the follow-up water flow supplements each other and wears away each other, and a vortex is locally generated.

Canary floated in the water in embarrassment, her hair clinging to her skin, and the makeup on her face was also worn out. Now she, like Burlogo and others, looks like a vicious ghost.

"Bad in the way!"

Without the barrier of the imaginary domain, Canary was finally able to unleash her power wantonly.

Herter fell into the water uncontrollably, and his body was firmly pressed on the ground. He tried to lift his arm, but under the pressure of the force, his arm could no longer bear its own weight, and the whole body The arms were bent strangely.

The aura of ether crawled all over his body, and when Hert tried to escape the attack again with ether, the ground under him completely collapsed, and he fell down again, smashing through layers of steel plates, until he was completely out of the golden Canary's secret energy range.

"Cleared one," Canary greeted Burrog, "but only temporarily."

Those in power are very resilient, especially those who are deeply etherized like Hert. Although they can't kill him, they can at least drive a strong enemy out of the battlefield. The two of them just need to concentrate on dealing with the white gull. .

In order to assassinate the white gull, Canary has cooperated with many people, and even hired mercenaries, but the effect was not very obvious. It was not until she cooperated with Burlogo now that she clearly realized the difference between professionals and amateurs. The field staff are easy to use.

Bologo understood what Canary meant, and he stepped up and rushed forward, which was the direction where the phantom pain hit, and where the white gull was.

Crazy laughter resounded amidst the rushing water, and before they could chase after it, the white gull had already flowed down the river, and its withered and dilapidated body had healed again at this moment, wearing a deep black robe.

This black robe should also be an alchemy weapon. The specific effect is not clear, but Bologo thinks its main function is to cover the body, so as to prevent the white gull from being naked every time it hits the end.

The white gull saw Bologo, and then a surge of phantom pain came to him.

White Gull rarely hates a person so much. When his belief in Belphegor collapsed, he always regarded himself as a savior, to save those poets who were deceived by Belphegor. It's just a tool to be played with, but he bears the immortality that he can't even hope for.

"I'm going to destroy everything in Belphegor!"

The white gull roared furiously, as if hell and reality overlapped in an instant.

The world in Bologo's eyes began to distort. The cold sea water was covered with a layer of scarlet, and it became viscous and hot. Fragments of flesh and blood floated in the scarlet liquid, and the hard metal walls became soft and turned into mucus. scarlet stomach lining.

At this moment, the entire cabin turned into some kind of monster's intestines. Countless maggots crawled out of the bloody water. They gnawed on Bologo's body and burrowed into Bologo's flesh along the wound. , it uses the body of Borrog as its lair, feeds, and reproduces.

When Bologo was about to lose consciousness in the phantom pain, the brand of the sun in the palm of his hand burned, and then all the light quickly dissipated, disappearing together with the unstoppable pain.

Burrog was in a world of absolute darkness, and two beams of light fell from overhead, one illuminating Burrog and the other illuminating Belphegor who was sitting in a chair.

Belphegor was as usual, wearing pajamas and holding a popcorn bucket in his hand. He stared ahead, a huge screen rose in the darkness, and the projector was projecting the battle situation inside the Paradise. From the perspective, Belphegor was Share the canary perspective.

"He was my mistake, a mistake that needs to be fixed."

Belphegor said and looked at Bologo, "Similarly, he is also a traitor, a traitor who needs to be sentenced to death."

In Belphegor's usual lazy expression, Bologo read the rare anger. If the white gull just betrayed Belphegor, he might not care much. This kind of betrayal is too common among devils. , but Bai Gu not only betrayed him, he almost completely destroyed the Unbound Poetry Club, cutting off the endless poems, which Belphinger would never allow.

There is no need to say more about the rest. This is a deal, a cold deal. If Burrog accepts Belphegor's power, he will be able to withstand the impact of the bliss injury. Gull's head delivered to Belphegor.

"It's a good deal, Bologo."

Seeing that Burlog remained silent, Belphegor continued, "It's just a temporary protection. After the matter is over, you and I will have nothing to do with each other."

"Is it really irrelevant?"

Hearing Belphegor's words, Burrog laughed disdainfully, "If you say this, do you believe it yourself?"

Burrog laughed at Belphegor unabashedly. He didn't know the specific past between Belphegor and the White Gull, but after going through all kinds of things, Burrog would not easily believe in the devil.

The light above his head dissipated, and even Belphegor's figure disappeared into the darkness. Belphegor knew what kind of person Borrog was, so if he continued to chat, it would be nothing more than nonsense.

The noise returned again, and the blood-colored hell was in sight. The white gull approached Bologo along the flowing water. In Bologo's hallucination, the white gull had become the prince of hell at this moment, with a hideous scarf draped over his bony body. The human skin, fat, and muscle tissue were exposed, filling the gaps in the body, and the skeletons opened their mouths wide, spitting out sparks in howls.

The white gull raised the long sword made of twisted and twisted spines, and swung the sentence of sin towards Bologo.

In an instant, the pain and hallucinations reached their peak, and Bologo almost lost all his senses except the pain, but he still opened his eyes wide, staring at the ferocious face of the white gull.

"Pain is just an illusion."

Bologo warned himself like this. Like a trapped beast, he uttered the same angry roar at the white gull, jumped out of the water, and even faced the majesty of hell, he still summoned swords, guns, swords and halberds.

Kill the king.

The hook pierced White Gull's armpit, the spear pierced through his arm, the giant ax slashed at his shoulder, almost splitting half of his body, the swords interlaced, pierced White Gull's chest, followed by The chains covered with thorns lashed the white gull's whole body, tearing off the robe and tearing the skin. The scarlet muscle tissue was directly exposed to the sea water. The strong tingling sensation made the white gull laugh.

Bologo withstood the fatal blow with will, he didn't need the protection of the devil, he was his own eternal toil.

With each shot, the form of the Lord of Hell will be full of cracks, just like overlapping films, Burrog smashed the illusion and gradually revealed the real world.

Burrog saw clearly the bloody white gull, and also saw the stabbing that pierced his heart.

White Gull's hand protruded from Bologo's back, holding the beating heart in his hand, smiling at Bologo with a ferocious face, and clenched it tightly, crushing it into a piece of blood.

Bologo's body froze in place, but in the next second, he moved again as if defying life and death. All the stored soul fragments were burning at this moment, and the ether that appeared out of thin air forcibly continued Bologo's actions , and even in the fatal wound on the chest, the aura of ether emerged from the edge of the wound.

Etherified.

A clumsy parody, but enough for the moment.

Another icy ray pierced the white gull's chest from behind, and Canary cursed the white gull, "You will regret having an immortal body."

White Gull let out a burst of ridicule, acting contemptuously, not caring about life and death.

He always looked drunk, with madness and enthusiasm in his expression, like a mentally defective patient, but in the next moment, Bai Gull's dim pupils suddenly had a little light.

In the tide of joy brought by sensory stimulation, the ups and downs of the soul briefly climbed to the shore, and then was swept back to the deep sea by the waves again.

"I already regret it."

Canary looked at the white gull in disbelief. She suspected that she had heard it wrong, but the white gull in front of her changed back to that crazy look again, as if the peaceful and peaceful confession just now was just an illusion.

She didn't hold back because of this, a steady stream of ether was injected into the dagger, and the alchemy matrix on it was triggered.

Alchemy Weapon · Death's Fang.

A series of gray chains appeared out of thin air, wrapped heavily around Bai Gull's body, completely sealing off his soaring ether, and at the same time exerted a tremendous force on his body, crushing Bai Gull into mud.

Bologo stretched out his eroding touch, and grabbed the sutures running through like snakes in a mass of twisted and hideous flesh.

With the help of the alchemy armed force, Bologo's ether quickly invaded the suture, and a wave of evil force expanded from the suture, and the end of the suture even pierced into Bologo's flesh and blood in reverse, passing through quickly.

Bologo took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and abruptly pulled all the sutures out of the white gull's body, like a sharp fishing net. When the sutures were separated, the white gull's body was completely broken into pieces. One piece after another.

Every piece of flesh and blood remains alive enough, but it is difficult to piece together each other. Canary cut off the head of the white gull and held it in his hand, while Bologo used his last strength to order the steel men Pour broken flesh and blood into coffins.

Burning out of strength, Borrog lost all strength, and his tenacity became exhausted. The current washed his body, and just as he was about to be sucked into the bottom of the boat, a hand grabbed him.

While Aimu dragged Burrog laboriously to ensure that Burrog wouldn't be washed away, she also pulled on the sutures. These weird lines seemed to have vitality, longing for the boarding of flesh and blood.

They try to get into Amy's body, but are hindered by the tough metal. The Man of Steel is surprisingly easy to use under certain conditions, such as Amy's not being able to drown.

More and more tides poured into the cabin, and the water level continued to rise. Obviously it was very dangerous right now, but Aimiao couldn't help but relax.

Canary stood on top of the iron coffin shaped by Bologo, and the fangs of death penetrated from the temple of the white gull, and Canary held it in his hand like a trophy.

With the white gull being restricted, this crazy banquet seems to have finally come to an end.

Ai Miao took a long breath, but suddenly a sharp cry sounded.

The white gull that was pierced by the dagger opened its mouth wide, like a flying bird broadcasting an ominous message, a steady stream of blood poured out from its mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

The white gull hissed and wailed, and the sharp sound penetrated all the iron walls and tides, vowing to drag everyone into hell.

At the bottom of the boat with turbulent currents, Herter struggled to swim upwards, and he saw the hazy light sprinkled from the water surface) When Herter emerged from the water, it seemed that he had passed through the illusory reality and arrived at the place in his dream. In the world, women and girls stand on the shore, with beautiful smiles on their faces.

The woman nodded at Herter, and the girl ran over quickly, hugging Herter, and a childish voice sounded.

"Welcome back, Dad."