Endless Debt.

Chapter 662 Another Evil Spirit

Chapter 662 Another Evil Spirit

After experiencing several major incidents and the improvement of Burlogo's personal ability, Lebius trusted Burlogo more and more, and delegated more power to Burlogo, allowing him to make his own decisions.

After gaining more power, comes heavier responsibilities. The most obvious change is that Bologo is responsible for the expansion of the jurisdiction.

Bologo said before that he was in charge of the Great Rift, but in fact, Bologo's patrol range has always been just the Hesitating Fork Road. Now he is actually patrolling the entire Great Rift. Wound Town and the mines established by the companies.

At first, Bologo felt a little apprehensive about this appointment. He felt that he was not yet capable of taking on all of this. After all, if he wanted to be in charge of such a large area of ​​jurisdiction, in Bologo’s opinion, he needed at least the position of a power-holder, but Liebi Us felt nothing.

"You are the most suitable candidate. Although you are only a second-stage believer, you are an undead person, and you are also closely related to the devils."

Bologo knew that Lebius was referring to the tyrant Mammon, and that wandering fork in the road was an important part of the Great Rift, and that was also the land of the Tyrant. If he acted in the Great Rift, he would inevitably be associated with the devil.

Rather than throwing an unlucky ghost who knows nothing and is spotless, it is better to let Burrog, a guy who has a great connection with the devil, and there are more secrets hidden in the big rift. For example, in the thick fog something under the sea.

Under various factors, Bologo has undoubtedly become the best candidate. With such trust from Lebius, what Bologo can repay is only harder work.

Burrogo works hard, and someone is going to suffer.

Think about it, take away all the titles and qualities of Burlogo, and leave only the cruelest part.

Palmer guessed that he knew Borrog, and even without Levius's appointment and salary incentive, he was still very keen to devote his precious holidays to slaying demons.

One second he was still interrogating, and the next second he killed the other party. At first, Palmer was not used to Burlogo's overly neurotic killing method, but now he is able to keep his expression unchanged when Burlogo tortures the other party. Eating strawberry ice cream.

Bologo had already figured out what to do next, the silver snake locked tightly, and the man didn't even utter a scream before his neck was strangled by the silver snake.

Under the brutal hunting, the reputation of the evil spirit spread rapidly, and even the mammon coins engraved with the symbol of the evil spirit circulated in the market became more and more numerous.

Bologo analyzed that ordinary people are still too fragile, and some injuries require a long period of recuperation, but Sublimation is different. Compared with ordinary demons, Sublimation has an absolute advantage.

After arriving at the mining area, Bologo discovered a problem. The number of demons here was much less than Bologo expected. It seemed that another idle guy had already harvested here.

In Bologo's view, what he wants to do in the Great Rift is actually not much different from the first year's work, which he is not familiar with.

For Burlogo, it's less of a job and more of a hobby.

Another burrogo.

Burrogo said seriously, "A desublimator with a habit similar to mine, and an evil spirit wandering in the Great Rift on the other."

This is the third month of Boluoge's harvest. In the first two months, he has cleaned a large number of demons in Qiushang Town and Wandering Fork Road. In the third month, he arrived at the mine area that many companies are responsible for.

"A boring Desublimator, because of some strange sense of justice..."

"The devil inspired me."

One evil spirit has already killed the demons, and now there are more than one evil spirit.

"Maybe he, like you, fights for some strange obsession."

During a certain operation, Burlogo suddenly said to Palmer, "They are like farmers, and we are lambs waiting to be slaughtered."

In the first year of work, what Bologo did most often was to hunt down demons and deal with gang fights. At that time, he was an ordinary person, and at most he had the power of immortality. Now he has become a Sublimator, and his work efficiency has doubled. More than double.

"Is there... another evil spirit?"

A role-playing obsessed extrajudicial killer with a sort of messianic spirit.

In the previous two months of hunting, Bologo also encountered some sublimator demons. Because they sacrificed all their souls to the devils, their alchemy matrix could not continue to expand, so they stayed at this level forever.

In fact, Bologo's idea is very simple. Under the guarantee of daily patrol, he will carry out in-depth harvesting for different areas.

After Palmer finished speaking, Burlogo didn't respond, but just stared at him, and soon Palmer realized why Burlogo cared so much.

"I know you just want to leave work early," Burlogo saw through Palmer. "This is important."

"Don't you think that we, the big rift, and the devil are also in the same relationship chain?"

"The other party must also be a Sublimator, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to fight so efficiently."

According to the follow-up rough data investigation, within the first month of Burlogo's tenure, the population in the Great Rift dropped sharply by several percentage points. Some strangers from afar who have not been recorded.

Bologo felt that no one but himself would be so bored to risk doing this kind of thing, and then there was the current conversation.

The chubby head fell to the ground, and the headless corpse fell down.

"Look, a small character like him doesn't know anything," Palmer glanced at the man, "don't waste your time."

"Like another yourself?"

"You know the strict regulations of the Department of Field Service, this matter will never be done by our people, at least not by people from the Department of Field Service," Burlogo interrupted Palmer, "this city is in order Under the control of the Bureau, a sublimation person who does not belong to us, started to fight for law and order?"

After Burlog was released from prison, he undertook a one-year internship. This was regarded as Burlog's first year at work, and his encounter with Palmer was in his second year.

Bologo's work is very effective. He can't make in-depth changes in the devil's land like Wandering Fork Road, but at least for Autumn Scarred Town, which is also in the Great Rift, thanks to Burlogo's efforts, the security of Autumn Scarred Town has improved. It's obviously much better. After a long time of peace, even the local residents have begun to suspect that something is wrong with the status quo.

It's hard to imagine how many demons died in the hands of Burrog, and under this high-pressure job, Palmer finally knew what Burrog was doing before he met Burrog.

"Alright alright."

Bologo knows that as long as the big rift is still there, there will always be a steady stream of demons coming here, but he doesn't care about these, anyway, he is undead, and he has plenty of time to consume with demons.

Having said that, the demons are undoubtedly a little stronger compared to the sublimation debuffs of the same level. Of course, they were all killed by Bologo in the end.

Under the high-intensity work in the first month, Palmer once had the idea of ​​resigning, but Burlogo's emotions were high, and with Burlogo's efforts, the performance of the two was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye. rise.

Then came the day-to-day hunting.

After harvesting the mine area this month, cycle through these three areas... Bologo has killed a lot of people and touched a lot of interests, but he doesn't care about these, anyway, he won't die, let alone The city belongs to the Bureau of Order.

The man's face lost all color and turned pale.

"so?"

"We need to look into this."

Palmer sighed helplessly, "What kind of person would be bored enough to do such a thing? Vigilante?"

"Yes, Palmer, and that's the most important point."

The man prayed in his heart, if he survived, he would leave Opals overnight and never return in this life.

Bologo left without looking back, and Palmer followed behind him. The air in the mine cave was filled with the smell of blood and a faint smell of filth.

The two passed by a series of cages, which held some long-decayed corpses. Palmer checked the corpses. They had been dead for a while, and the cause of death was deprivation of their souls.

Under the pressure of Bologo, these demons hid in the darkness, hunting miners from time to time to maintain their own survival.

Palmer blinked vigorously, and stopped looking at these things. He sometimes thought, if the Great Rift is a cruel food chain, then now it has ushered in the absolute predator at the top of the food chain. On the other hand, he was thinking, Thanks to the existence of the logistics department, these troublesome things don't have to be done by yourself.

(End of this chapter)

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