Endless Debt.

Chapter 676

Different from the light in the past, at this moment the combat room is completely dark, the wide space is completely dark, without the slightest light, pillars rise from the ground, criss-crossed, forming an endless maze.

Boluo Ge was in the center of the maze, completely in the dark, and in the dark space, only his gentle breathing was left.

Since he came to the Bureau of Order, Bologo simply trained here to master the next Taiji technique.

Closing his eyes, Bologo calmed down his mind, all senses became extremely sharp, and the connection with the ether gradually deepened, and Bologo could vaguely spy some kind of water-like existence in the darkness.

ether flow.

"The ethers are gathered together, entangled with each other and flow like water. They are everywhere, rippling wantonly, forming a huge ocean."

Hart's voice echoed in his mind. As a Sublimator of the Origin School, Bologo has been asking Hart for the skills of the Taiji Technique in the past few months.

After successfully mastering ether occlusion, Burlog struggled for a while, choosing among many ether extreme skills, and finally he chose ether perception as his next learning item according to his own situation and ability.

This technique can make Bologo more keenly perceive the flow of ether, which not only makes his own operation of ether more sophisticated, but also detects the flow of other people's ether from the change of ether flow. Then predict the opponent's attack in advance.

After studying for a period of time, Bologo gradually found the feeling, the surroundings were dark, but he could feel the vague flow, until at a certain moment the sea of ​​ether became restless.

"what's wrong with you?"

Burlog was not stupid, and neither was Amy, and when she came back to her senses, she realized how shameful her crazy hint was, and Burlog's dull reaction made her feel at a loss again.

But in that intimate relationship, everyone will show their own vulnerability, which may be what Burlogo is worried about.

"I don't know, but I think he might have some...emotional disorder?"

If this perception is expanded and released, Bologo will be like a radar, able to detect the etheric reactions of other people in a wide range, provided that they do not hide themselves through etheric cloaking.

"So...you've been thinking about this kind of thing?"

Palmer's call came from the darkness, and after a few seconds, Burlogo responded, "That's it!"

Palmer glanced at the healing wound, "It's much better than before."

……

"No, I don't think I'm that talented," Burlogo said. "I just want to be as strong as possible."

"Is it alright?"

It’s hard to forget about the devil’s dispute, but then Bologo will think of the negotiation of the king’s secret sword, the weird decision-making room, and the potential crisis...

Sometimes Palmer felt as if something was chasing Burrog, and that was why he was so anxious, so eager to be strong.

Palmer and Burrog put their shoulders together, and Burrog kept silent about it as usual, but he couldn't stop thinking about the conversation with Amy last night in his mind.

The chain of suspicion that she had only read about in books ran rampant in Amyu's mind. While she complained that she was entangled in this kind of thing, she couldn't get out of it at the same time. She didn't even notice the knock on the door.

This is not the end, but the beginning. More dense sounds sounded, and many daggers pierced through the air. Bologo did not stand still, but ran, and the clanging sound lasted for a few minutes. just stopped.

The light came on, and the light dispelled the darkness. In the huge gray-white space, Bologo walked slowly towards Palmer. It was also with the light on that he saw many light spots on Bologo's body. shallow wounds.

Amy poked his head out, recalling what Bologo said, "Bologo is like a person who pursues his own perfection, and always looks like he has no weaknesses..."

Fortunately, Bologo is undead, so he can train in such an extreme way.

Burrog could feel, on the other side of the darkness, a rising etheric reaction die down.

"What troubles? Tell me."

Bai Li noticed the change in Amy's expression, she was troubled just now, but now she laughed.

"I'm fine, I'm just getting annoyed," Burrog said.

After hearing Amy's story, Bailey leaned on her arms and sat up sideways. Amy responded in a low voice and stuffed her head into the pillow.

Many troubles are putting pressure on Bologo, and now this pressure has a little more weight from Amy, squeezing Bologo's spirit wantonly.

"Are you two children?"

After solving them all and forgetting them, a familiar face will slowly emerge again.

During this period of time, Palmer suggested to Burlogo countless times to see a doctor. As for the result, everyone knows.

In addition to the extreme twists and turns to the two, which could be called a negotiation-like exchange, the biggest shock to Bailey was Bologo's weird reaction.

His vision was obstructed, and Bologo could only counterattack through his perception of the ether flow. The blade swung, resistance came from the wrist, and then with a soft sound, Bologo chopped off the dagger.

She kept her eyes open and didn't sleep. At this moment, the thoughts in Amyu's mind were running like a machine in a factory. If she was in the state of steel body now, Amyu even doubted that she would hear the buzzing under her body Voice.

Bologo did not activate the secret power, but decisively drew out the resentment bite, and only slashed with the nature of Fantie.

In order to train ether perception, Burlogo suppressed himself as much as possible, and the effect was obvious, and Burlogo made rapid progress.

"He... I don't know, but I am."

Obviously nothing was chasing him, nothing was chasing anyone.

Palmer leaned against the threshold, licked the cone in his hand, and looked at Burrog who was nestled on the sofa. Ever since he came back, Burrog had maintained that look, as if he had suffered a major blow.

Bailey had never seen a side of Burlogo like that, she couldn't even imagine it, and who could?A perverted killer looks shy, this kind of picture shouldn't exist, okay?

After suffering from a headache for a while, Bai Li lamented the sprouting of youth, and at the same time wondered if the two of them could be regarded as twilight love, not just twilight, but also century love.

A few minutes later, Bailey and Amy were lying on the bed together, like travelers soaking up the sun on the beach.

Amy believed that Bologo had a crush on her, definitely, definitely, absolutely, she believed so, like a fanatical monk, but when she saw that she had said so many prayers, she finally believed in When the guy with the same indifferent face is still on his face, even Amyu will have a trace of doubt.

That's how Burlogo felt for Amy, who was afraid of showing that vulnerability—if Burloge had one.

The more you care about it, the more you restrain your hands and feet, the more you pray for a perfect posture, and even trap yourself in a cocoon.

Bai Li continued to complain, "Isn't he usually very aggressive? How did he become shy here?"

"Or, the generation gap between you is too big?" Bailey speculated, "After all, the difference between the two of you is almost a hundred years."

"On the other hand, the more reserved he is, the more he wants to be perfect in front of me, isn't he?"

"It looks good today."

"You feel like an overgrown wildflower with sunshine hanging from every petal."

……

Bai Li's expression became a little complicated, and she even said she was a little disgusted. She didn't expect why the two usually smart people would be so twisted, and then she couldn't help sighing.

First, he felt the boiling of the ether, and then there was the sound of howling wind tearing through the air. A dagger was dragged by the strong wind, sprinting around the cylinder, and approached Bologo in a blink of an eye.

"What the hell, can't you two be direct? Do you have to be so subtle?"

Amy's mind was a little messed up. Since she got up today, the conversation with Bologo last night had repeatedly appeared in her mind. The two of them obviously didn't drink, but they continued the conversation in such a weird way, let alone that The dialogue is still so weird.

Is it true that I am being sentimental and thinking too much.

Seeing Aimu like this, Bai Li didn't know what to say for a while, she could only throw herself on her, and rubbed her face viciously, which was her carefully sculpted work.

Palmer didn't comment. He could see the changes in Borrog this time. Borrog became more and more like Lebius, a workaholic through and through, as if he wanted to burn himself out. .

"Do you want to fully master this ultimate skill before taking action?"

The words are full of assumptions and hints, like a debate, gradually approaching the core issues.

Bai Li stretched out her hand to pinch Aimiao, but Aimiao flipped over nimbly, rolled up the quilt and rolled directly under the bed.

"At this time, you remember your identity as a child, don't you?"

Amy fell on the bed. In the past, she would try her best to enjoy this rare rest time, do what she likes, and not waste a single minute, but today Aimiao has been lying on the bed for a while, Such a waste of time.

He still remembers the first time he trained with Burlogo, Burlogo told him to go all out, and Palmer also released the dagger in coordination, only to hear a low hum in the dark, and when the lights came on again, a dagger accurately struck Implanted on Burrogo's chest.

"Your expression is a bit bad," Palmer looked at Burlogo's expression, "it's getting worse, you may need a doctor."

"what……"

When Amy thought the sun was shining brightly, Burlogo let out a meaningless groan of pain.

It felt like walking the dog in the morning and coming back humming a little song, only to find that my house was burning, and before rescue, the burned beams cracked and collapsed, leaving only smoking ruins.

Burrog rolled over and murmured, "It's over."

(End of this chapter)