Endless Debt.

Chapter 714 The Order of Calamity

"The Fog Abyss Fortress?"

In the swaying carriage, Burrog recalled the information and talked to himself.

"Have you ever fought there?"

The voice of questioning sounded, and Kemp sat across from Bologo. He knew the identity of Bologo's undead, and he also knew about the wars he had participated in, but that was only paper information, and Kemp wanted to hear from Bologo himself. Tell that history.

Kemp regards Burlogo as a pursuit target, and he is extremely curious about everything about Burlogo.

"That's right," Borrog recalled, "I didn't directly participate in the battle against the Misty Fortress. When the army surrounded the Misty Fortress, I was still on my way to the battlefield."

In the carriage, everyone involved in this operation was present, and everyone quietly listened to Burlogo's story.

"When I arrived at the battlefield with the troops, we only caught up with the final general attack. After a salvo of artillery fire, we captured the solemn fortress and swarmed forward.

I was the last batch to enter. At that time, the Fog Abyss Fortress had been completely occupied by us. We used this place as a stronghold to collect the army and prepare to march towards the sacred city behind the Fog Abyss Fortress. "

Burrog didn't describe that past in detail, it was a bad past, maybe it itself became thin and muddy in Burlog's mind.

"You all know what happened after that. It was an unprecedented melee. Everyone was fighting like crazy. When the bullets ran out, they set up their bayonets and charged.

Battles broke out everywhere, open frontal battlefields, intricate trenches... There were tragic wailing sounds everywhere. "

Bologo paused, his past memories became blurred, like a strange montage, and Bologo didn't know his own experience anymore, like a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.

"Speaking of which, in such a battlefield, the sense of time will become blurred."

Listening to Burlogo's exclamation, Kemp cast a puzzled look.

"Every minute and every second feels so long. Sometimes I feel like I've been fighting for hours, but it's only been a few minutes."

Burlogo spoke of the distorted strange feeling at that time.

"The blood-colored setting sun has been hanging in the sky. At that time, I thought, unless this crazy war is completely over, otherwise the blood-colored setting sun will never fall, and the next day will never come."

After the voice fell, the car fell into a brief silence, and then a broadcast sounded from above.

They have arrived.

After Lebius finished setting up the operation, several people stepped up their preparations and started working on the third day.

During this period, Burrog trained for a long time to adapt himself to this new secret ability. He wanted to visit Aimu at first, but he heard from the person in the sublimation furnace that she and Bai Li were involved together. For work, I have locked myself in the laboratory and haven't come out for several days.

They should still be researching about the ether world.

Although I didn't see Aimu, the Aimuto people sent something to Bologo, which was the weapon that Bologo had given her before.

Bologo's armed forces suffered varying degrees of damage in successive battles. With the help of Aimu, these armed forces were repaired to a certain extent.

"Everyone, are you ready?"

Burrog stood up and glanced around.

Everyone nodded silently in response.

Burrogo sighed in a low voice, "Am I also a team leader? This feeling is really amazing."

"Need I call you Captain Burlogo?" Palmer half-joked.

Burrog shook his head, "Forget it, this is still a bit too unfamiliar to me."

"But it's true," Church said, "you're already an operations leader, even if it's temporary."

"There will only be more and more troubles like this, and temporary action groups will be put together again and again," Hart said, "And you... the more temporary operations, you will get used to it."

Listening to the responses of his "team members", Burrog's mood gradually calmed down.

The time to take charge of the banner was faster than Bologo imagined. It turned out that everyone was not joking with himself, nor was it some imaginary description.

After Lebius announced the operation, Bologo was summoned again the next day. Facing the huge crowd, Bologo heard about the decision-making room's plan to form a new action group.

This action team is different from the regular action team. It will only be formed temporarily when necessary tasks arise, and the team members are also temporarily drawn from other action teams.

It gathered the strengths of each action group and turned it into an action team dedicated to special tasks, and Burogo, who had just been promoted to the power holder, was appointed as the temporary leader of this temporary action team.

Burrog tried to refuse, but the crowd obviously ignored Burrog's request.

Considering Burogo's outstanding performance in various extraordinary events, his own powerful personal ability, the power of those in power, and other factors, he is the most suitable candidate.

Burlogo could only obey.

As if it had been planned for a long time, the crowd had already prepared all the documents needed for this operation team.

"Then let's go."

Burlog accepted his fate and took up the banner. He may not be ready, but Burlog knows that he will always be ready.

That moment will come.

The car doors popped open neatly, and bursts of scorching air escaped from the gaps in the machinery.

Burrog put on the face of horror and carried the black blade on his back. Like Burrog, Hart, Kemp, and Shelley, the three from the sixth group, wore their familiar Palmer picked up a jet-black mask and put it on. He had never had a specific mask, and so did Church. His face became strange, and he also put on a black mask mask.

Several people have maintained the style of the original action group, the only consistent place is that they all wear the same cuff on the left arm.

It was a black cuff with a silver badge hung in the center. Countless cracks covered the surface of the badge, as if it would be completely broken in a second, but there were chains covering it. above the crack, preventing its collapse.

Temporary Action Group, Order of Calamity.

This is the code name of the operation group led by Burlogo.

Bologo stepped out of the carriage, walked through the dark corridor, and reached the depths of the big rift from the secret station. Behind him, Bologo's team members followed Bologo's footsteps, all Everyone holds a sword and is ready to fight.

The third year.

In the third year, Burlogo became the person in power and led an action group that belonged to him, even if this action group would only appear in the form of a temporary operation.

Burlogo is not only the youngest person in power in the history of the Bureau of Order, but also the youngest team leader.

Bologo thinks there is nothing wrong with calling himself the youngest. After all, his youth is judged by the length of his working years. As for the length of his biological age, this data is meaningless to Burlogo.

Stepping into the thick white mist, Bologo felt the connection with the devil. Since encountering those shadows in the ether world, Bologo felt that the umbilical cord between himself and the devil was a little deeper.

Vaguely, Bologo seemed to be able to see those dark, sticky tar-covered umbilical cords again, which were interspersed in the deep cracks, like a sinful web woven by giant beasts.

They netted everyone and became denser and denser. In the wandering fork road, such a web of umbilical cords was everywhere, and on the bar called the spider web, countless umbilical cords were gathered together and became one. A gigantic tar egg, pregnant with the essence of evil.

"forward."

Burrogo whispered.

A few people walked along the steep corridor towards the depths of the big rift. According to the information of the decision-making room, the Mistpit Fortress is very likely to be in this area, but it is only covered by a violent poisonous fog, so there is no way to escape. people know.

Bologo was at the forefront, Hart holding a large shield was at the end of the team, and Church was protected by them in the center. As Lebius said, Church was the key to this operation.

From time to time, Bologo would confirm Church's state, but he often forgot Church's existence for a certain moment, like a mental confusion, and even said that he couldn't remember Church clearly.

It’s weird.

After noticing these, Bologo vaguely remembered that he had some doubts about Church before, but no matter how Burlogo thought about it now, he couldn't remember clearly what he was doubting at the time.

Burrog became focused. This was the first action of the Order of Calamity after its establishment, and it was also the first time Burrog served as the team leader.

To be honest, Bologo felt that this was no different from his previous actions. He was usually in charge of decision-making and leadership, but this time a real position was given to Burlogo, and a sense of responsibility was born spontaneously. In Burlog's heart.

What Burlogo has to bear is no longer the success of the operation, but also the safety of the team members, and he must bring them back alive.

The surrounding fog gradually became thicker. These poisonous fogs are extremely lethal to ordinary people, but it is difficult to affect the sublimation person, relying on the strengthening of the ether and the blessing of extraordinary power.

As long as they maintain a certain amount of ether output, the sublimation users can resist the erosion of these toxins, and they are directly exposed to the poisonous mist. Although it is a bit dangerous, it can also enable the sublimation users to judge the situation more accurately.

A slight sense of strangeness can raise their vigilance, and excessive protection will instead dull their perception.

Burrog went too far than the others, he didn't even mobilize the ether to protect himself, and let the mist brush over the surface of his skin, bringing a burning sensation.

Blinking his eyes, Bologo saw many umbilical cords extending to the depths of the sea of ​​mist below him. After rubbing his eyes, the umbilical cords disappeared again.

The hallucinations are getting worse.

Countless umbilical cords are tangled around Borrog's body, tying his dark fate firmly to him.

……

"In addition to the servant Wang Dunwei, we may also meet people from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce."

The voice of Boluoge sounded in the minds of several people, and the sentry sent them to connect them, but because the heart network was not established, the scope of this connection was very small.

Before the events of the disordered time axis, and before Teda's alchemy workshop was destroyed, Bologo already knew that there was some kind of power lingering in the Great Rift, which interfered with the winding path and also affected the connection of the heart network.

The explanation given by TEDA at that time was that the alchemy waste thrown into the Great Rift interacted to generate a disturbing magnetic field. Looking back now, Bologo is more inclined to believe that this is the power of the devil.

The wandering fork is the land of mammon, so it can be said that everything in the Great Rift is built on the edge of the devil's land.

The deeper the understanding, the more Bologo realizes what a terrible danger the existence of mammon is to the city of oath, Opus.

The wandering mammon, the evil in this world in the abandoned land, the still burning light in the ruined city.

The three check and balance and suppress each other, but once the balance between them deviates, the disaster will drag the city into flames in an instant... just like it did more than 60 years ago.

"Grey Trader Chamber of Commerce? I don't think they will take the initiative to attack us," Hart's voice sounded. He knew something about the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce. "They are only responsible for business. If they attack us, they should also send mercenaries."

"The Legion of the Wordless."

Hearing about the mercenaries, several of them mentioned those silent enemies in unison.

For the Wordless, except for Bologo, the pressure from the others was not that great. In the first negotiation battle, they all felt that there was nothing terrible about the Wordless except for their almost numb fighting will place, but only Borrog knew it, and only when more than half of the Wordless were dead and wounded would their true power be revealed.

At that time, Bologo was only a believer, and he had no power to resist the wordless who climbed to the fortress, but now he has become a person in power, and he is fully aware of the existence of protection and soul-sucking. Cooperating with his own immortality, Bologo felt that he had the ability to fight against the defender, and even said to kill him.

The Aether is the source of power for all Sublimers.

Facing the Zongge Orchestra, especially the White Gull, Bologo often felt a sense of powerlessness. Immortality allowed him to bear the pain enough to kill him, and the existence of the Guardian Nie Chaos Wealth made his ether almost Endless, if it weren't for Canary's targeted attack, Burlogo really couldn't think of any way to defeat him.

Guardian · Nie Chaos Weile is very powerful, but compared with Guardian · Sucking Soul, in terms of practicality, Guardian · Nie Chaos Weile is much worse.

It can make the Desublimator obtain a huge amount of ether, but it can't affect the opponent. No matter what, the opponent still has enough ether to counterattack to a certain extent.

It is different from Blessing and Soul Sucking, which directly extracts the ether from the enemy's body. While strengthening itself, it also weakens the enemy. Losing the ether, even the defenders will become weak.

Astronaut's protection is like a deadly dagger. As long as Bologo uses it properly and cooperates with the unique attack of the arcane power and ruling edict, Bologo has a great possibility to assassinate A defender.

It's just that Burlogo is still hesitating.

Previously, capturing the soul fragments from the demon's body was just a passive release almost instinctively, but once he took the initiative to hold the sharp sword, Bologo was afraid of being cut by it, afraid of the deepening of the curse.

Burrog stopped suddenly, and he remembered something.

"Another evil spirit."

He spoke in an inaudible voice.

Unknowingly, the invisible net connected all the things that Bologo had always suspected. Bologo's thoughts were running at high speed, and a terrible doubt arose in his heart.

If……

What if it is not the so-called vigilantes and extrajudicial sanctioners at all?

What if he, like Bologo, is also a contractor who protects, sucks and usurps souls?He's collecting souls... from the bodies of demons.

Burlogo is the only candidate for the astronauts, which does not mean that the astronauts have no other debtors or contractors.

There was a burst of coldness in the surging mist, passing over Bologo's nerves, bringing a slight tingling pain.

Bologo has been admonishing himself to remain vigilant against the astronauts, but he still unknowingly slacked off, completely unaware of such a possibility.

Looking at the deep and dark corridor ahead, the billowing mist is like an elegant ghost, showing everyone the desperate death.

"What's the matter? Burlogo." Palmer asked when Burlogo stopped.

Burrog said, "No...nothing."

"Are you nervous?" Kemp said, "After all, this is a temporary operation team, the first operation."

"Actually, there's nothing to be nervous about," Shelley said relaxedly. "Compared to the previous joint operations, it's just that we have a unified title this time."

Shelley gently stroked the armband on the cuff, she liked this thing, it was a witness of honor.

Burrog took a long breath, he didn't say much anymore, just followed the guidance of the umbilical cord, and headed towards the depths of the big rift. Palmer could vaguely see the existence of the umbilical cord in his eyes, but they were too vague. It's just a black phantom.

After a certain distance, Bologo signaled the team to stop. He stretched out his hand, and the few people observed carefully, and they could see the appearance of old buildings looming in the tumbling sea of ​​fog.

This used to be part of the Wandering Fork, but now it's been swallowed up by the sea of ​​mist and abandoned. During the events of Timeline Disorder, Borrog fought in such ruins.

"Stay vigilant."

Bologo's voice sounded directly in the minds of several people.This is a scouting mission, try to avoid any direct engagement if you can.

Pulling out the grievance bite, holding the pitch-black blade in his hand, relying on the characteristics of the grievance bite to cut off the ether flow, combined with Bologo's secret energy and protection, Bologo's lethality climbed to a terrifying peak.

After being promoted to the power loser, Burlogo not only solved his lack of direct lethality, but also turned this deficiency into his own specialty.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and Bologo realized that he was actually a little excited, looking forward to meeting the enemy, fighting with him, and proving his strength with blood and bones.

"Quiet."

Bologo lowered his breath, and the ether shield covered his body. Not only him, but everyone else also unfolded the ether shield, even Palmer. After a period of intensive practice, he has mastered this A Tai Chi skill.

The sense of existence of several people seems to be completely stripped away, except for confirming the existence of several people from the naked eye, no power can perceive their existence.

Walking through the narrow and dark corridor, and then through a series of rough roads, Bologo went deeper into the Great Fissure. Under the interference of dense fog and terrain, few people would have found it without the guidance of the shadows of the umbilical cord. It's no wonder that the Bureau of Order did not find any trace of them during the previous cleanings.

There was a clanging sound in the silence, as if an iron pick was chiseling the ore, more light fell in the dimness, Burrog squatted down, and cast his gaze to the outside world, countless Ropes dangled from the gloom above, and workers wrapped them around themselves as they rose and fell by the cliffs.

The iron pick in his hand struck the rock repeatedly, carving out the prototype of the building on the steep cliff, bright fire came from the cracked entrance, and the inside of the whole rock seemed to be burning with light, filling every gap .

"They hollowed out the rock."

Hart was shocked. No one would have imagined that such a construction team existed in the desperate situation of the Great Rift.

Palmer was also shocked, "They are recasting the Mistpit Fortress, what are they going to do?"

Burrog frowned. As a power bearer, his senses have been strengthened several times. Others may not have noticed it, but Burrog has noticed the key in front of him.

"It's them," Borrog said softly. "The Legion of the Wordless."

On the towering bulge of the rock, a wordless person stands there, overlooking the sea of ​​fog, and at the end of another tumbling sea of ​​fog, there is also a wordless person.

The ghost knows how many speechless people are hidden here. Relying on the sharing of their senses, they have formed an airtight security network. Any abnormality will trigger a full-scale counterattack from the speechless people.

(End of this chapter)