Endless Debt.

Kemp looked at the hideous and terrifying figure in front of him against the flames. He didn't expect that after such a long time, he was rescued by Bologo again. In an instant, many complicated emotions rushed into Kemp's heart. Far more indescribable than physical pain.

"Don't be stunned!"

Burlogo reached out and pushed Kemp, causing him to take a few steps back and retreat into the defense line of the sixth team members.

Soft hands grabbed Kemp from behind, and Shelley yelled at Kemp to drown out the harsh screams.

"Unite!"

Kemp's mind was still controlled by that weird emotion, but his body had already reacted instinctively, which he had trained thousands of times in the past.

The ether in the body was released quickly, and was connected with Shelley's leaked ether, connecting more team members, and a stronger ether barrier rose between them.

This is the unique characteristic of the original schools. They unite with each other and can gather forces together, and this is also reflected in the Legion of the Wordless.

Relying on the ability of the Grudge to cut through the ether flow, Bologo easily penetrated the transparent etheric barriers, and one after another the wordless died in Bologo's hands.

At the same time, Bologo went mad, slashing recklessly like a wild beast. Under the control of the proliferation of snake scale liquid and the fire of the cauldron, he can build his own posture as much as he wants, such as making layers of metal stacked armor Together, create a figure like a beast.

Boluogo changed back to the silver lion-like posture again, but this time he didn't have a lot of armor stacked on him, and focused more on aggressiveness.

The metal armor covered his spine, and thin threads stretched on it. Near the tailbone, thicker threads were twisted together, and the long tail danced wildly and split in the air, forging a series of scarlet Every time the blade swings and slashes, the red mercury on it will be triggered, making the slashing with fiery fireworks.

Yas maintains silence and prohibition. Anyone who wants to distort reality in this area needs to consume their own reserved ether. Such a violent offensive by Bologo will undoubtedly cause his ether to be consumed and exhausted quickly. As Logo fought his way through the Wordless, his aetheric glow remained high, showing no sign of stopping.

Aimu continued to input ether for Burlogo, and the connection between the two was to some extent like the unity between the original school of thought.

Burrog tore apart the defense line of the Wordless, but it was not enough. There are at least a few hundred Wordless fighting in the industrial zone right now, and their number is still increasing, showing no sign of stopping.

The battle situation gradually expanded, and the Bureau of Order was alert to many possibilities, but it never expected that the Legion of the Wordless would disrupt the situation, let alone appear in such a weird way.

Burrog threw his head back, the scarlet scar still hanging high above his head.

The winding path torn by the blood shifting sword cannot last long. As time goes by, the scarlet scar is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but its healing speed is too slow. Before it disappears completely, there are at least a hundred Wordless can be cast in.

"What the hell are these ghosts!"

Palmer's cursing sounded in the heart network, followed by piercing buzzing that enveloped the area.

Mysterious Energy · Stormrage Forgiveness.

The violent wind waved large-scale split storm plumes, like a round of dense shell salvo, passing the lines of the Wordless at low altitude, leaving dense cracks and flickering electric arcs on the etheric barrier.

Palmer's offensive didn't kill many of the Wordless, but he managed to suppress them and bought some time for others to act.

The Wordless began to assemble, and launched round after round of attacks towards the sixth group. They tried to break the etheric blockade caused by silence and prohibition, and Yas devoted all his energy to maintaining this huge etheric blockade. It was all used to mobilize the ether, and he was protected at the core by the team members.

The sixth group is very proficient in this method, but this time the number of enemies is indeed a bit too much. Just as they were maintaining the line of defense, a series of explosions caused the etheric barrier to tremble violently and flicker.

Shelley exclaimed, "They...they carry alchemy weapons!"

The Fire Rod's attack had already made them aware of the Armed Forces of the Wordless, but to their surprise, the Armed Forces of the Wordless were far more armed than they had imagined.

All kinds of alchemy bombs are triggered. This kind of thing itself has a certain amount of ether, and only a small amount of ether is needed for external triggering. When the time axis is out of order, Bologo relies on this kind of thing to blow up many deformities. flesh and blood.

Now they are used in large quantities on the battlefield, and some alchemy blades have been pulled out. They are more lethal, and the edges of the blades are shining with cruel cold light.

But these were still unable to affect the battle situation, so the Wordless threw out the deadliest weapon.

Among the many explosions, a certain explosion triggered the prelude to the disaster, and Bologo instinctively felt a disgusting sense of disgust, and then he suddenly realized that his snake scale fluid was withering and decaying.

Extraordinary metals are gradually losing extraordinary attributes, turning into ordinary metals, and rapidly corroding and rusting, turning into a speck of brown dust and scattering away.

Boluoge decisively discarded this part of the snake scale liquid, and took off the armor on his body.

The piercing pain came late, and Burlog raised his hand belatedly. At this moment, he found that his fingertips were rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even bones could be seen.

The weird corruption did not spread too much, and only affected a small area, but then more people encountered this kind of corruption. It can not only affect matter, but even the only ether will be corroded.

The Wordless Ones were also affected, and their rotten corpses fell to the ground, but they didn't care about their own life and death, and they fought as consumables.

"What the hell!"

The exclamation sounded in the net of the heart hub.

"The plague of decay."

Another calm and familiar voice sounded, and the brilliant golden light swept across the Wordless people, and they stopped their movements one after another, even staying in the guns with the untriggered bullets.

Geoffrey slashed off the Wordless Man's arm and removed the deadly bullet from the gun.

"The ghost thing that the monks of truth will make, a strange disease that can corrode all matter, even ether."

Bologo remembered this kind of evil god's thing, and it was even listed as a supernatural disaster. It can be expected that once the plague of decay is released on a large scale, what a terrible situation it will cause.

Burrogo said and chopped off the head of a speechless man again, "Could Brother Truth do something wrong?"

"We just reached an agreement, how could they do this," Jeffrey referred to the study of the original thing, "what's more, the monks of truth will never participate in disputes unless it is for the so-called pursuit of truth."

"Annoyed the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword in one breath? Are they crazy?" He continued, "The Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce, it's those bastards."

Jeffrey guessed who was playing tricks, "They have a close relationship with the Monks of Truth. Most of these alchemy equipment were entrusted by the Friars of Truth to sell and then sent to the Legion of the Wordless, but now the plague of decay has appeared. There must be a gray trader association behind this."

The Bureau of Order realized the horror of the epidemic of decay very early on. For this reason, it reached an agreement with the Brotherhood of Truth many years ago to strictly prohibit the leakage of this epidemic. The Brotherhood of Truth agreed to the agreement, but before the agreement was reached, the decline The plague has been around for many years.

In connection with their close relationship with the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce, it is not difficult to guarantee that these decaying plagues are the rare stocks of the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce decades ago.

What Burrog thought was deeper than Geoffrey, the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce, the Legion of the Wordless, the attack on the negotiations...

The missing pieces of the puzzle were completely put together, and Bologo felt that most of the Legion of the Wordless was hired by the King's Shield Guard, and then thought of the assistance from the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce, as well as the greedy devil.

"Mammon, are you manipulating all this?"

Bologo raised his head again and looked at the scarlet scar. He was no longer obsessed with fighting the Wordless Ones. He wanted to find a way to break through the gap and interrupt the continuous casting of the Wordless Ones.