Endless Debt.

Chapter 716 Encounter

"When you need it, I will trigger the gray tide smog, causing them to erupt from the big rift, spreading the plague of decay to the whole city, and carrying out a man-made extraordinary disaster."

An evil voice came from the darkness, and the Shadow King couldn't see his existence clearly, but he knew that the devil was here at the moment.

That devil is the master of the Wandering Fork Road, he may not be able to control all the big rifts, but just disturbing the changes in the Wandering Fork Road, causing the fog to gather and rise, this couldn't be easier for him.

As simple as knocking down a domino, they will fall one by one until a hundred-meter-high sea waves are set off and a storm sweeps across the city.

He was extremely excited, "Phew, it sounds really exciting. Since the fall of the holy city, this land has been destroyed again."

"What I want is not a massacre," the Shadow King said hoarsely, "I just want to blackmail the Bureau of Order."

A voice came from the darkness, "Your ideas are too ideal, you know, they won't obey so easily...even if you put a sword around their necks."

The Shadow King didn't respond, he stared at the tumbling sea of ​​fog under the glass circle, and the figure of the astronaut emerged in front of his eyes.

The Shadow King knew very well that all of this was part of the astronaut's plan, and even retrieving Xilin's body by himself was part of his plan.

This is an outright conspiracy, and the Shadow King has no room to counter it.

No, let alone countermeasures, the King of Shadows still doesn’t know what the astronauts are going to do. In order not to let others know their true purpose, the astronauts’ layout has lasted for decades or hundreds of years. purpose to conceal the real purpose.

Just when you think you've seen through the astronaut's plot, maybe it's just another illusion he throws up.

"I will succeed, and I will get Xilin's body."

The Shadow King suddenly spoke, his voice was extremely sure, like a fact cast in iron.

"Have you started to be blindly confident?"

The voice of the devil sounded, with a faint smile.

In his opinion, the Shadow King at this moment seemed to be on the verge of collapse under heavy pressure, and he could only repeat some meaningless words to cheer himself up.

Mammon was satisfied.

The cruel reality is about to defeat the Shadow King, so at that time, he can only seek help from himself, this is his country, and the only one who can help the Shadow King is himself.

"You can't turn the reality around, so you start to convince yourself? That's right, this is your last chance. Once the negotiation is over, no matter whether the Bureau of Order can reach a deal with the King's Secret Sword, there will be no room for the King's Shield Guard to continue stay alive."

The darkness began to squirm, forming an ever-changing sticky figure.

He walked towards the Shadow King, leaving a trail of tar on the ground. It seemed to be high temperature and highly corrosive. There was a sharp sound of bubbles bursting from the ground, and burning smoke rose, leaving a trail on the ground. A dark scar.

Mamen came to the Shadow King, raised his hand, and pressed it on the silver mask, the corrosion sound became stronger.

"Shadow King... no, the second seat."

Mammon took off the silver mask, revealing the withered and dilapidated face under the mask.

"I remember you when you were young," said Mammon, "how handsome...and look at you now."

Mammon's words were full of pity and pity, as if deliberately arousing the wrath of the second seat, countless dense scarlet eyes opened in the twisted figure, and looked at the second seat's face without letting go .

"During the secret war, in order to retrieve Xilin's body, you suffered heavy injuries. The alchemy matrix was full of soul scars and was on the verge of collapse."

After the rank of the self-righteous one, it is difficult to directly kill these high-ranking decondensers with physical injuries, let alone the second seat in the rank of the glorious one.

The only thing that can cause absolute serious damage to them is the damage to the alchemy matrix that crosses the threshold of the moment soul. While causing damage to the alchemy matrix, it will not only weaken their strength, but also cause chaos in the alchemy matrix. The reason attached to the soul will further affect the soul and even make it deformed.

The alchemy matrix of the second seat was riddled with holes and countless soul scars, and even the soul was shattered and about to be destroyed.

The decline of the soul is directly reflected in the performance of the body. After the silver mask is lifted, the once handsome face is gone, and what is left is only a face that is almost like a mummy.

The lips of the second seat were completely shriveled and shriveled, most of the gums were exposed, the tip of the nose seemed to be cut off by a sharp knife, the eyes were deeply sunken, without eyelids to cover, the entanglement of flesh and blood was clearly visible, and the throat was covered with large and small A small hollow, from which hoarse breathing came.

"You've been hurt so badly, and your soul continues to decay. It's a miracle that you're still alive."

Mammon sighed in admiration, pressing her black fingers on the chest of the second seat, making a scorching sound.

"I know that part of the past. What really made you look like this was not the Bureau of Order, but the first seat."

The second seat murmured, "You have been spying on us."

"No way, my gluttonous blood relative is too powerful. Not only does she control the Scarlet Sect, but she is also secretly controlling the Kogadel Empire. My God, this is too worrying."

Mamen continued, "You failed to take back Xilin's body, and you were assassinated by the first seat on the outer edge of the oath city Opus... He failed to kill you, but the soul scar left behind is enough to slow you down. Slowly wears you down."

He paused for a few seconds, and Mammon's voice became harsh.

"Tell me, second seat, tell me, what is Leviathan plotting?"

Countless scarlet eyes stared at the second seat.

"I can give you everything you want, second seat."

The second seat's body trembled, and then let out bursts of mocking laughter. He laughed for a long time, as if he was about to cough up blood, and then he stopped slowly.

"Leviathan has given me everything I need," the second seat shook his head, "As for what you want to know... Leviathan knows my revenge, so he chose to help me get revenge, it's as simple as that, As for anything else, I don't know anything."

The tar's squirming stopped for a moment, and the second seat continued, "I only know that my revenge will help him in some way, that's all."

"An undeniable conspiracy?"

"Yes, that's it," the second seat nodded in agreement. "This is also what I think is scary about him. He will help you, because helping you is helping himself."

Mammon said, "It seems that if I can prevent you from retrieving Xilin's body, I will indirectly defeat his purpose."

"Do you want to start?"

The second seat did not change the threat of the devil, "The situation here is already chaotic enough, are you sure?"

Mammon remained silent, staring at the second seat for a long time, when suddenly he threw out a word of unknown meaning.

"You have changed a lot, Second Seat.

The changes brought about by pain may distort your appearance, but with your inner tenacity, it should not distort your will. "

Mammon approached the second seat, the scorching tar exuded a stench, and the dense scarlet eyes, like breathing lamps, flickered continuously.

"You have become different from the second seat in my impression..."

Mammon's voice was ruthless.

"Are you really the second seat?"

The second seat is still silent, he has no expression, and he can't show any expression. The second seat is no different from a mummy.

"Hahaha!"

A burst of grotesque laughter resounded from the tar, and the pitch-black tar turned into a wriggling, distorted black serpent, which wrapped around the body of the second seat, wrapped around his neck, and stayed by his ears.

Mammon whispered in a voice only the second seat could hear.

"I don't know what Leviathan is going to do, but I know who you are..."

This time the second seat finally reacted, the bloodshot eyeballs moved slowly, and met the poisonous snake crawling beside his ear.

"You can fool everyone, but you can't fool the devil, let alone me."

The poisonous snake collapsed, and the escaped tar regrouped in front of the second seat. He deliberately bit down on the syllables and said.

"Are you right... the second seat?"

Seeing that the Shadow King was still like this, Mammon laughed uncontrollably, his laughter shook the sky, as if the entire Fog Fortress was shaking violently under his laughter.

"I'll help you," Mammon put away his hostility. "I want to see what Leviathan is going to do. Of course, I'm more curious about your ending."

The tar dissipated and returned to the shadows, and the evil words lingered in the shadow king's ears.

"When you need it, the gray fog will cover the entire territory of Oath City Opals."

The Shadow King stood up slowly, and a soft voice came.

"By the way, the operation team of the Bureau of Order has sneaked into the Fog Abyss Fortress."

Mammon left completely, the Shadow King put on the silver mask again, and from the shadow on one side, the third seat in iron armor stepped out of the darkness.

The third asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's nothing."

Shadow King said that he was fine, but he never cared about Mammon's words.

From the beginning to the end, Mammon didn't understand one thing, all of this was in the astronaut's plan, and he would not allow anyone to disrupt the plan, even if the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword were united together, even if their army was overwhelming However, Xilin's body will still return to the Shadow King's hands, this is destined, just like fate.

Shadow King is so convinced.

The third seat asked, "Can you believe what he said?"

"There's no need for him to lie... Someone sneaked in?"

The Shadow King looked at the third seat. The third seat fell silent. He seemed to be thinking, but he seemed to have lost consciousness. After a few seconds of pause, his voice sounded.

"After self-inspection, there was a loophole in the imaginary domain. It is strange that this did not cause an alarm."

"Don't underestimate the Bureau of Order."

The Shadow King said, "Take care of them, don't let them discover the plague of decay."

Once the Bureau of Order discovers such a large number of decaying epidemics, it will only advance the decisive battle of this dispute.

Shadow King is not ready yet.

……

"Hell, this place is really big enough, have they been hiding here?"

In the dark corridor, Palmer's voice rang directly in the minds of several people through the whistle. Under Palmer's weird temper, this secret infiltration turned into a sightseeing tour instead, starting from entering the Fogpit Fortress Since then, Palmer's gaze has never stopped.

The place where they are located can be called a historical building, but now this historical building has undergone obvious secondary transformation and various reinforcements to avoid its collapse.

The building is deserted and quiet, and there are not many guards staying here. Since sneaking in, Bologo and his party have not encountered any enemies.

Boluoge did not relax his vigilance because of this. There are not many members of the King's Shield Guard, but most of them come from the King's Secret Sword. Their overall strength is very strong and cannot be underestimated.

"It looks like this," Church echoed Palmer's words, "this place is sufficiently hidden and strong, and it's no wonder they were able to hide for so long."

The three of them advanced silently, and when they were about to leave the area, Church suddenly stopped, and his voice sounded.

"Just stay here, and let me do the rest."

"Are you sure?" Burrog asked.

"I'm sure," Church said, "you will slow me down if you walk with me. Why don't you stay here as originally planned to ensure the smooth passage and let me leave."

Burrog took a deep look at Church. He knew that Church was hiding something from himself... He was hiding something from everyone, and what he was hiding should be related to his next stealth.

Church didn't want others to see how he was sneaking, thinking about it, he was an intelligence officer.

From this point of view, it is no wonder that Church will be entrusted with important tasks. From Burogo's perspective, Church's work is professional, even Burogo himself is ashamed.

"Ok."

Burrog agreed to what Church would do next, and at the same time he instructed, "Be careful, there are at least two defenders here."

The two defenders, this is a suffocating strength configuration, they are hiding in this fortress, in the big rift.

The Wordless One counts as one base defender, and the other base defender is naturally the third seat.

Bologo had fought against the Silver Knight controlled by the third seat as early as when the time axis was out of sequence. He naturally knew the existence of the third seat, and he also understood that he was in the same space as the third seat.

His mood was a bit complicated. On the one hand, he was in awe and vigilance, but on the other hand, he became ready to move, wondering if he could win a game back from the third seat.

"I go first."

Church said to Burrog, and then he walked towards the shadows, Burrog tried to chase Church's back, but the moment he merged into the shadows, his existence completely disappeared.

Just like in Fengyuan Heights, Burlogo still doesn't understand how Church was able to hide himself in such a battle, even the veteran who was the defender of the base didn't notice.

This force that helps Church hide may be what he has been hiding all along.

Church was completely out of sight, and Burrog and Palmer hid in the shadows, guarding the mouth of the tunnel Burrog had carved, and they would use this road to escape later.

Palmer is a hard-to-quiet guy, "You look nervous, do you need me to tell a joke?"

"unnecessary."

"Smile, take it easy."

Bologo looked at Palmer solemnly. In the past, when he saw Palmer dressed as a robber, Bologo's aura would be a little weaker, and he couldn't help but want to laugh, but this time he was unexpectedly serious.

"This is my first time leading a team and I don't want to make any mistakes, Palmer."

Palmer felt the strength in Burlogo's words, and he put away his smile and nodded solemnly.

This time, no one was trying to make a joke. The two waited for Church's return. Palmer silently unfolded the secret energy to monitor the changes in the airflow in the surrounding area, while Bologo pressed his hand on the ground, ready to dominate.

In the silence, the sense of time became extremely long, and the alert nerves could not help but relax. At a certain inadvertent moment, Palmer noticed the disturbance of the surrounding airflow, as if something was approaching, and its speed was very fast. quick.

"Bo..."

Before Palmer could warn Burrog, Burrog had already sensed it from the shaking of the ground.

"It's the enemy!"

Burrogo's voice exploded in Palmer's head.

He can perceive the opponent's moving speed from the perception of controlling the ground. It is not patrolling as usual at all, but moving at a high speed, and the opponent seems to know where Burlogo is. From the beginning, there is no Pause and come straight to yourself.

Recalling from the beginning of the operation to the present, Burlogo can be sure that he has not made any mistakes, so how was he discovered?

Church?
Boluoge couldn't figure it out, and then he found an illusory black umbilical cord extending from his abdomen again. It was connected into the deep darkness, then went out, and reappeared in the next instant, flickering continuously.

There was a roaring cracking sound, and the wall on the side of the corridor collapsed instantly. The enemy did not arrive from the corridor at all. He directly split the wall and rushed in front of him in an absolutely violent way.

In the flying gravel, Bologo saw the silver figure again, just like in his memory, the pure silver exuded a lot of killing intent.

The Silver Knight raised his heavy lance in one hand to smash through the rocks, and swung his sword in the other. The high-pitched etheric response lingered in him, and Burrog roared back with a black grievous bite.

The two streams of ether collided together, and the roaring air wave swept over the building, raising dust.

(End of this chapter)