Endless Debt.

Chapter 6 Value

For a brief moment, Burlogo thought he was dreaming, a nightmare.

Yes, he hasn't woken up from his nap yet, the closed building, the hordes of demons, and this damn figure entangled in sharp knives, all of this is just a whimsical dream... Burogo really wants to He comforted himself with this, but he clearly knew that all of this was true.

The metallic buzzing almost deprived Bologo of his hearing, and sparks continued to flash between the flashes of the knife.

Bologo was circling with the wolf, and with the violent slash, his arms that swung the knife began to go numb, and he was about to lose consciousness.

After a brief confrontation, Bologo gave up the idea of ​​confronting the wolf head-on, and moved quickly while fighting to avoid being forced to death by this guy.

Once captured by that deadly blade, Borrog is strangled to pieces like fallen demons in an instant.

In the airtight building, a storm of sharp blades was set off. As the black shadow passed by, countless cracks appeared on the wall, and the old dust kept falling, like heavy snow.

Boluoge ran away quickly, turning his head from time to time, and saw the hideous and terrifying figure breaking through the barrier in the hazy gray and white.

The clang of steel burst out, getting closer and more piercing.

Bologo has never encountered an enemy like a wolf, and there is no decaying smell on its body, so it is difficult to judge whether it is a demon.

As for humans?

Bologo doesn't think humans can do this, at least not as far as the humans that Burlogo knows can do.

Such swift speed, brutal and deadly power...

The sharp beep was close at hand, and he was overtaken.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around abruptly and swung his knife. The two figures collided, and the jackknife cut into the dense, blade-like mane.

The blade broke, and the jackknife in Bologo's hand was also full of gaps, and more blades swung like thousands of sharp blades waving, or a rotating and scraping meat grinder, biting Bologo's arm bloody.

Severe pain came from both arms, and Bologo gritted his teeth and swung it with all his strength.

The wolf was wearing iron armor, but its weight was much lighter than Bologo expected, as if there was no flesh and blood under the armor, just an empty shell.

The two collided, but separated quickly. At the cost of being injured, Burlogo successfully repelled the wolf and opened the distance again.

Looking at the wolf from a distance, it spun a few times in the air, and landed lightly on the ground. The wolf's head was raised, and the faint blue light was covered with a layer of dust, and the breath with a shape overflowed from the cracks.

It stood up, and the same gleam appeared on the pitch-black armor. At the same time, the exquisite and gorgeous patterns were reflected on the steel, and the chilling atmosphere disappeared for a while, and it looked like a handicraft carved by a master.

Alchemy Matrix.

Looking at the pattern on the steel, a strange yet familiar word rose in Burlogo's mind.

This is the word that I heard from Jeffrey after getting drunk with him half a year ago.

At that time, Bologo could clearly feel that Jeffrey had a feeling of saying the wrong thing, and he was even a little sober when he was drunk. After that, he never mentioned these topics again.

Burrog's reaction was quick, recalling the vague sentence that the wolf had said before, he quickly understood everything.

"This is from your assessment, right?"

Backing away slowly, the gray concrete wall blocked all the way out, and in this labyrinth-like battlefield, in front of him was a wolf pressing every step of the way.

This is an assessment, an assessment from "those people". As organizations that are truly in the extraordinary world, only they have such a strange power, so that they fall into this closed cage without knowing it, and put them into These countless demons, and this wolf in front of him.

"Am I acting a little too well?"

Bologo complained, combined with the previous words of the wolf, it seemed that it was not going to make a move, but faced the demon itself, showing overwhelming suppression, so it decided to step out of the darkness.

The sound of gurgling water sounded, and the spilled blood flowed back to Bologo's arms, just like going back in time, and the damaged flesh and blood filled the wounds one by one, and even recovered.

Bologo exhaled a mouthful of foul air, and his movements seemed a little slow, but the next moment he waved a roaring gust of wind.

The jackknife full of gaps in his hand was thrown and hit the wolf's body accurately, but was easily bounced off by the iron armor, splashing a few sparks, but this was not the end, he rushed towards the wolf quickly , shook off the jacket that bound him, and threw it towards the wolf.

The black coat was placed between the two, blocking the wolf's sight, the buzzer trembled slightly, the wolf swung his hands, the sharp blades on his arms scraped, and the coat shattered into countless pieces in an instant, but the pieces After that, Burlogo was nowhere to be seen.

where?

A heavy blow came from the waist and abdomen, and the jackknife pierced through the iron armor. Bologo could clearly feel the obstruction on the handle of the knife. After breaking through the outer armor, he went all the way, as he guessed. In that way, the wolf is just an empty shell of iron armor, with nothing inside.

A strange color flashed in his blue eyes, he didn't stay long, let go of the jackknife and retreated abruptly, leaving the deadly steel in the wolf's body, and then slapped it with countless sharp claws, In the position where Bologo was just now, a hideous crack was left.

A little slower, and Bologo will be chopped into bloody pieces like those demons.

The battle eased up a bit, and Bologo and the wolf looked at each other from a distance. The wolf didn't rush to attack, but looked at the jackknife nailed into the body at the waist and abdomen, looking thoughtful, while Bologo Grab the jackknife, eager to try.

Without any warning, Bologo didn't run away any more, and attacked the wolf, escaped from the narrow corridor, and the sound of crumbling steel returned to the main hall.

In every confrontation, the blade was broken, and there were new wounds on Bologo's body, but under Bologo's strange self-healing power, the blood was traced back, and the flesh and blood reorganized. He actually maintained a strange balance.

Although he was seriously injured, he was not fatal every time, and Bologo could buy enough time from the wolf's hands to allow his body to heal.

More importantly, the main hall is full of corpses of demons, all of which were killed by evil wolves. In Bologo's sight, cyan light is constantly emerging from the corpses, and they are rushing towards Bologo's body , bringing a sense of full satisfaction, and even the strength of the body seems to have increased a lot.

The whistling wind passed by, and the dense blades twisted into a pitch-black scythe, which grazed the top of Burrog's head. He suddenly lowered his body, and stabbed the jackknife into the wolf's left shoulder, deeply embedded in it, so that the sharp blade protruding from its back.

Bologo had no time to rejoice, another gust of wind surged, and the deadly sharp blade slapped on Bologo's body, flying him violently, hitting the wall, leaving a blood mark, he collapsed on the ground, his arms twisted , the blow shattered his bones.

The wolf did not pursue it, and its body was covered with scars and dents left by pocket knives, and several pocket knives were broken in its body. When it moved, these broken knives penetrated into its body and interfered with its movements.

It realized something, and a deep voice sounded.

"You already knew how to end this, didn't you?"

"Well, 'find me', the goal of the assessment is not to defeat you, but to find you, to find the body that should exist under this empty shell."

Boluoge coughed up blood, and when he guessed that this was the assessment, he realized this. The wolf in front of him was just an empty shell, and if there was no possibility of a ghost, someone must be manipulating it. As long as he finds the manipulator, Bolog Logo won.

"Do you know where I am?"

"All the doors and windows in this building are sealed, but not in my room." Burlogo smiled. "I guess you are reclining on my sofa, listening to my favorite record."

It can be clearly noticed that the glimmer of light flowing on the wolf's body stagnated for a few seconds, and a deep and depressed laughter sounded.

"Then why don't you go to me? You've had the chance many times."

Bologo could completely avoid himself and find his own body, instead of entangled with this empty shell endlessly here. Bologo was silent for a while, and then responded.

"value."

"value?"

"Yes, value."

The broken bones began to reset, and the strong muscles twisted the arm to reshape it. Burrog stood up slowly against the wall, his eyes shining with blue light.

"The so-called assessment, in fact, is the process of judging a person's value, isn't it? To judge whether his value is too high, you are willing to take the risk."

Burrog said to himself.

He is well aware of the horror of his debtor status. Many debtors will be bewitched by the devil again in order to replenish their souls, so they will donate more souls and become puppets of the devil. Burogo guesses that "those people" are also worried On this point, once the devil's chess piece is recruited, no matter how you think about it, it will be a big bad thing.

Bologo still has too many things to do, he can't be put back in the black prison, and he needs the approval of these people to enter the extraordinary world.

"Those people" who own nothing and wield extraordinary power are not the ones who can be satisfied with just words, so all he needs to do is take action.

Use actions to prove your worth and knock on the door of the unknown world.

"Slaying demons is the passing line for this assessment. Under your pursuit, if you find out the reason of all this and find you, it will be regarded as a full score pass?" Burogo guessed, "But this is not enough."

"not enough?"

The wolf repeated what Bologo said, and some didn't understand what he said.

Bologo just smiled at this, yes, there is no need to say anything, what is needed now is action, and only action.

He bounced up from the corner suddenly, at a fast speed, like a shooting star, striding forward, the blood-soaked ground was wet and slippery, Bologo slipped a few times, his steps were awkward, but he was like a hound diving with a low body .

Stretching out his hand, he grabbed a demon's corpse while running, and carried it on his shoulders like a shield.

His identity is a prisoner and a debtor longing for freedom. Bologo must show his value and not make them hesitate. He must be "high" so that they cannot refuse.

The wolf raised his hands, and the sharp knives slipped out from the grooves of his fingertips, and the piercing buzzing continued.

Repeating the same trick, just before approaching the wolf, Burrog threw the demon corpse vigorously and smashed it at the wolf, trying to cover up his actions.

The wolf hesitated for a second. It was full of strength and oppression. After listening to Bologo's narration, for some reason, it felt a little uneasy in its heart.

A familiar trick was staged in front of his eyes, but this kind of trick was obviously only effective once, and it took a step back like a ghost.

It was the first time it retreated since the engagement.

The blue light undulates like breathing, searching for the figure of Bologo, the clattering sound of iron on the body covers the footsteps, it can only catch the trace of Bologo by sight.

It couldn't find it, it couldn't find Bologo's figure, and the demon corpse that soared in front of it exploded in the next moment.

The jackknife smashed the demon's corpse into pieces, this time Bologo went straight in, riding on the scalding blood and flying broken bones, his ferocious face was filled with joy, and bright green lights glowed in his eyes.

True or false, Burlogo didn't attack from the corner this time, but took the stab in the head.

At this moment, the evil wolf understood Bologo's intentions. This guy never wanted to pass the assessment smoothly. What he wanted was to pass the exam and show absolute value, so that they had to need Burogo.

This is an absurd interview. Bologo is going to join a murderous company, so what can prove his worth better than beheading the interviewer?
Accompanied by hissing wild laughter, the light of the knife pierced through the top.

(End of this chapter)