Endless Debt.

The ether does not belong to this world, but is an extraordinary power that suddenly appeared in this world under a certain opportunity. The secret source bestowed this power on this world, so is it a gift or a curse?
It was as if a storm was raging in Burrog's mind, his thoughts were smashed into a paste, and his delicate and disordered nerves were cut into countless pieces.

Bologo suddenly realized another thing. Since the so-called soul was most likely born under the interference of the ether, what about the devils who aimed at the soul?

Did the so-called devil, like the secret source, come to this world together at a certain moment in the past...

Bologo suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and the familiar world collapsed and turned into a completely strange appearance. He didn't know this world anymore, and he was out of place with it.

Mamo said, "We are going to take over from King Solomon and TEDA's research."

"What are you going to do?" Burrog asked.

"It's very simple, cut the original thing, so that part of it is still in the ether vacuum, and the other part is placed in the ether," Dewar said excitedly, "We may be able to witness the process of the ether interfering with matter, and even witness Birth of the soul."

Burrog took a deep breath, staggered back, and sat down on the steps, head bowed.

He needs some time to accept such a huge amount of information, as well as this completely refreshed world view.

Burrog laughed to himself, the shock was much greater than when he became a debtor.

"Are you going to publish this research?"

Mamo shook his head, "No, this research will only be conducted secretly in the Hall of Scholars."

"This time the Brotherhood of Truth will also join in," Duva chuckled, "We will carry out in-depth cooperation with the Hall of Scholars and the Bureau of Order."

"This kind of discovery is enough to set off a huge wave, and there may be many fanatics who will collapse because of it."

Mamo shook his head, "The world is already chaotic enough, so let's try to be as stable as possible."

Bologo agrees with Mamo's statement, but he also believes that Mamo's refusal to make it public is more than that. If he can go deeper, the Bureau of Order may lead everyone in the search for the secret source.

This will lay the cornerstone of victory in the devil's dispute in the near future. The war is close at hand, and everyone is working hard to prepare for it.

"After seeing the value of the original objects, the Bureau of Order became very interested in King Solomon's legacy," Nethaniel said, "After a brief discussion, we are ready to investigate the abandoned land."

Bolog knew that Nethaniel was not referring to the abandoned land, but the ruins of the sacred city buried in it. He then asked, "Didn't you investigate the abandoned land before?"

"There was, but that was all at the beginning of the establishment of the Bureau of Order, not to mention, that place became more and more dangerous later on."

Nethaniel added, "In that kind of desperate situation, if you are not careful, the defenders will die."

The Abandoned Land is covered by the Silent Line of Defense and is in an absolute etheric vacuum, and there is still evil and light in this world consuming each other. Bologo has been there himself, and even the undead have no advantage there. Ashes and death, the Abandoned Lands is definitely not a good place to be.

"Although King Solomon is dead, and the abandoned land is covered by various disasters, some virtual domains are still miraculously operating, which will add a lot of obstacles to our exploration. Due to these complicated situations, We didn't pay much attention to the exploration there."

In Nethaniel's view, it is not easy to seal the world's evil and light together, and it is better not to think about exploring the sacred city.

"In case of some kind of mistake, no matter what is released, the only thing waiting for the oath city Opus is the scorched earth after destruction."

Imagining the scene of disaster and light in this world, Bologo can see the scarlet and strange flesh and blood creation filling the big rift, like overflowing liquid, it will gushes out from the big rift, waving countless With all its tentacles, it wantonly devours everything that can be devoured.

Aether, flesh, metal, rock...

Burrog had seen firsthand the monster's hunger. It would eat anything and everything.

Similarly, Bologo can also see the sky full of fireworks coming to the world again. More than 60 years ago, King Solomon destroyed all the enemies who dared to invade the sacred city with the power of light, and dedicated them together with himself to the scorching sun. Turn this place into a vast expanse of scorched earth exuding the smell of sulfur.

Burrog patted his cheek vigorously, trying to wake himself up. There was a nameless hotness all over his body, which made his heart beat faster and faster.

"why?"

Burrogo muttered, "Why do I have to see this?"

A new question arises in Bologo's mind. Judging from his position authority, he is far from having the ability to touch this core knowledge, but now the two honorable ones are so openly telling all this to the Own.

"The reason, I told you on the way."

Nethaniel gave Burrog a meaningful smile, which made Burrog feel hairy.

He understood why Nethaniel was so generous. Knowing all this, he would probably be included in some kind of list. When there were related incidents in the future, he would definitely choose himself first.

Burrog seems to be born for all of these, the alchemy matrix of Overlord Cylinder, the debt of immortality, the chosen one of the astronauts...

Nethaniel said, "You look like you're in need of a break, Birogo."

"I do need a break."

Burrog nodded. In theory, a few hours ago, he had just escaped from the Happy Garden, climbed out of his warm bed, and reported all this to the Order Bureau, and one incident after another followed.

"Is there anything else?"

Burrog stood up from the steps. He just wanted to go home and lie flat on his bed if he could.

Nethaniel said, "Not for now."

"Then I'll go first."

Bologo simply turned around and left. He didn't have the slightest nostalgia for this place. He looked calm on the outside, but the storm in his mind was still rolling.

Demons, secret sources, etheric tides...

Suddenly, Bologo had an impulse in his heart. If the devil and the secret source came together, then the devil should know the truth of the world. His strong curiosity was like a slender cat's claw, scratching Bologo's heart. He even The urge to make a deal with the devil for the truth arises.

Fortunately, Bologo calmed down quickly. He left the Hall of Scholars, wandered in the sublimation furnace core, found a door at random, inserted the key of the winding path into the lock cylinder, and opened a darkness.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, the room was extremely quiet, and there was no familiar figure. Since Serley went out, the Undead Club had become much deserted, and Burlogo was a little uncomfortable.

After walking to the bar, Bologo poured himself a glass of wine on a rare occasion, and then drank it on his own.

Boluoge was wondering if Seri was hiding from him. He had just learned about his glorious history in Fengyuan Heights. He wanted to ask him clearly, but when he came back, he disappeared, and he didn't know him. What are you doing now.

Threi may be on a woman's bed, or he may be sleeping soundly in a corner, and then his body smells strongly of alcohol. There are more possibilities.

"Eternal Night's Empire, the strife between demons, and Threi's betrayal... You must know a lot of secrets, Threi."

Bologo lay on the bar counter thinking, let sleepiness capture him, and fell asleep exhaustedly.

A few minutes later, a gleam of light appeared on the door of the Undead Club, and then a sneaky guy pushed open the door and looked into the bar surreptitiously.

He looked like he had just come from a tropical island vacation, wearing a colorful shirt and shorts, sunglasses on his face, and a circle of flowers around his neck.

I don't know how he did it, but his pale skin was now tanned, and he was carrying a heavy parasol on his shoulders.

Just when Threi was about to cheer for his return, he noticed Bologo who was sleeping on the bar, and before waking him up, he forced his voice back into his throat.

Now Serley doesn't want to face Bologo, this guy must be full of doubts, it's not that Serley doesn't want to tell him, it's just that recalling his dark history is inevitably embarrassing.

Serley carefully walked around Borrog, like a thief, stepped up the stairs, and returned to his room without making a sound.

Just when Seri was about to take a long breath and praise his exquisite actions, a pair of cat's eyes opened in the darkness, and they looked at each other.

The black cat stepped gracefully out of the darkness.