Endless Debt.

Chapter 722 Unexplainable
"What did you do!"

Morrison cursed that he had repeatedly emphasized the dangers of these sealed gas tanks, only to make this stupid mistake.

"Damn businessman!"

He then reprimanded the merchants of the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. Due to the erosiveness of the plague of decay, it is extremely difficult to store. For it, all storage tanks are just consumables and need to be replaced regularly. The epidemic itself requires extremely difficult operations.

The Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce is very happy to hand them over to King Shield Guard. One of the reasons is that the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce spends a lot of wealth every year on the maintenance and storage of these gases, and due to the restrictions of the treaty, almost no guests will need them. Such a weapon.

They are eager to sell the disease of decay to the guards of the king's shield. These lunatics not only dare to fight against the king's secret sword, but also are not afraid of the treaty made by the Bureau of Order. They are a group of desperadoes who have nowhere to go. No surprise either.

Morrison must act quickly. Once the Plague of Decay erodes other sealed air tanks, it will cause a series of chain reactions. Before it can be released, the Fog Abyss Fortress will be destroyed first by the Plague of Decline.

He picked up the prepared sealing strip, which was made of a special material. Although it could not prevent the erosion of the plague of decay, it could greatly slow down its erosion.

Morrison held his breath, and the ether in his body was released. Although he didn't master the ether barrier, he still relied on the high-intensity ether leakage to build a gas mask-like ether on his body surface. defense.

The high-concentration ether flow quickly swept across the body surface, offsetting each other with the plague of decay. This strange and deadly gas is actually very simple to deal with. It is like invisible fireworks, as long as the plague of decay is fully eroded , it will gradually wear out by itself.

Morrison attached the sealing strip to the air leak, and the plague of decay stopped spreading. Morrison completely released his own ether, and the diffused ether came into contact with the gas one after another. There was crackling in the air, like an electric current. sound.

With a few sparks that appeared out of nowhere, Morrison's aether came into contact with and reacted to the Plague of Decay, consuming the deadly gas.

Morrison gasped. The amount of ether needed to consume these decaying plagues is quite a lot. Even if he can call the surrounding ethers, it is not an easy task. After all, the decaying plague itself will react with the ethers, and then create Create an etheric vacuum area.

The impact of the ether came from the depths of the building again. The invaders had already fought with the king's shield guards. Morrison didn't know who was meeting the enemy, but judging from the strength of the diffuse ether, Morrison speculated that , the other party must be a negative person.

Thinking of this, Morrison couldn't help but drop his hand to the hilt of the sword. Since the king's secret sword rebelled and joined the King's Shield Guard, Morrison has been looking forward to the fight with the Bureau of Order.

What Morrison longed for was fighting with swords, not here, like a logistics manager, responsible for the transfer of these decaying epidemics.

He breathed repeatedly, suppressing his restless heart. Morrison understood that his current job was much more important than meeting the enemy. He had to ensure the safety of these decaying plagues...

Morrison was stunned suddenly. He stood dazed between the sealed gas tanks, and an inexplicable feeling flowed beside him, as if someone was walking past him.

The emerging plague of decay interfered with Church's secret energy, his figure began to squirm, and absolute concealment was difficult to maintain.A hazy and blurry phantom appeared out of thin air.

Church felt uneasy for a while, and then his eyes fell on himself.

Morrison noticed himself, and he looked at the ghost.

In an instant, Church's muscles tensed completely. He watched Morrison walking towards him. In a dead corner, with his hand on the hilt, ready to draw the sword at any time.

It's really a bad situation. The overflowing plague of decay interferes with everyone's secret energy and hinders the will of every creature.

It would be a matter of time before he was discovered. After hesitating for a moment, Church made a crazy move.

Morrison followed his intuition to look at the invisible ghost, only to see a fly slowly flying by.

Flies?

Morrison quickly realized, how could there be flies here?At the moment of contact with the plague of decay, all bugs will die.

At the same time that he noticed something strange, the flies passed by the airtight air tanks on the side, and in the next second they burst one after another, and deadly gas gushed out.

Without any time to dodge, the deadly gas grazed Morrison's body, and the ether on the surface of his body flashed a fierce arc, and then the plague of decay devoured the ether, corroded through his clothes, and left a rapid streak on the skin. Rotten scars.

At the same time, Church broke the near-perfect cycle of self, interacted and connected with the outside world, and the cognitive distortion was no longer there. Morrison watched the fly twist and change into Church, and he was holding the The dagger stabbed fiercely at another sealed air tank.

As a professional intelligence officer, Church seldom made mistakes, let alone did work beyond his functions.

According to the original plan, Church only needs to leave at this time, and take out the information that the King's Shieldguard has prepared the plague of decay, but this time, it may be because of the battle between Bologo and the enemy, or because of a series of events. In short, Church violated his usual principles and made a completely different decision.

Church realized he couldn't be a cold bystander, and he couldn't just walk away.

Even if he brought the information back to the Bureau of Order, no matter what the guards wanted to do, this short period of time was enough for them to carry out that dark plan... not to mention that Church had vaguely guessed that they were going to do what.

The Plague of Decay is certainly terrifying. With the Bureau of Order's ability, it is difficult for it to cause any major trauma to the Bureau of Order, but it is completely different for the entire city, the City of Oath, Opus.

Church has seen the tragic death of soldiers. As long as there is such a ray of gas seeping out, ordinary people will be killed within tens of seconds of contact with it, not to mention that there are so many hoarded here. There will be a massacre.

"Random changes."

Church muttered to himself, this term is not unfamiliar to field staff, and everyone will be taught such knowledge during induction training.

Excellent field staff should make the right decision according to the changes in the situation, even if it will violate the original mission.

In my memory, this should be the second time that Church has "adapted to the situation".

Yes, the second time.

Church has always been a somewhat rigid guy, but this is something he can't help, because of the nature of his own secret power, he must "rigidly" determine certain things.

It felt good to break the "rigidity". Church felt excited after a long absence, like dancing with wolves.

This reminded him of the first time he broke the "rigidity" and "adaptive".

That was the battle that changed the fate of Church and Palmer. Church, who was only a desublimer, violated the dogma of the Bolton family. He did not use his secret power, sat and watched Palmer die, and then left silently. go.

At that time, Church stepped forward and released the secret energy as much as he could, like a ghost, assassinating one crazy believer after another.

That battle made Palmer accept the gift and became a debtor with debts, and it also made Church a real infiltrator from the Bolton family.

It was also that battle, where Church was too deep to sneak. After the battle, Palmer almost forgot about Church.

Church still remembered that scene. Palmer on the hospital bed looked at him. He wanted to say his name, but he couldn't think of anything in his mind. Palmer knew that he was his partner, but about himself But he couldn't remember any of them. Palmer was very annoyed and felt that it was his own problem.

It wasn't his fault, it was Church's own.

Church doesn't like to be forgotten, and he doesn't like to see his friends die. Just like everything happening here and now, once the epidemic of decay spreads, ordinary people will be the first to suffer.

Church didn't like the city, but there were people he liked in the city, and that was enough.

The blight of decay cannot leave Mistpit Hold, it must be destroyed here.

Church thought this way, and amidst Morrison's roar, he swung his dagger again, bursting another sealed air tank.

Morrison is a power loser, and Church is not sure whether he can kill him with one blow, so he can only choose the safest method.

The mist of death spread rapidly, sweeping across most of the area in a blink of an eye, the gas quickly corroded the metal surface, one after another sharp gas whistles sounded, and strands of gas columns rose from the surface of the gas tank, chain explosions.

As an intelligence officer, Church never liked any heroism, but right now he had to do this to stifle an extraordinary disaster at its source.

"come!"

Church roared at Morrison, the excess ether accumulated on the surface of the body, collided with the plague of decay, and the jumping arcs flickered.

At the other end of the fog of death, Morrison aroused a huge ether flow, and the power of the power bearer erupted in fury.

……

Church was well aware of the limitations of his own abilities, so from the very beginning, he was a ghost who looted information, rather than a warrior fighting head-on.

He had always avoided fighting as best he could, but now Church couldn't avoid it.

Along with Morrison's roar and the tyrannical spread of the ether, Church fully unfolded his secret power, even if he couldn't completely hide it, he just needed to cover his tracks to a certain extent.

In Morrison's eyes, Church's figure squirmed and dissipated, but Morrison could still vaguely see a human-shaped, ghostly silhouette.

"Bastard!"

Morrison strode forward, forcibly splitting the plague of decay with his own thick ether flow, and the ether collided with it, quickly consuming the highly toxic gas, and at the same time more ether gathered in Morrison's hands, Pure aether shapes a blade like lightning.

Ether sword.

Morrison raised his etheric sword to cut through the raging plague of decay again. For a sneaky thief like Church, he was not worthy of making Morrison pull out his secret sword.

While putting pressure on Church, Morrison continued to instruct, "Recover the plague of decay!"

It was still too late for Church to make a move. Most of the Plague of Decay had already been contained and transferred, and only a handful of them were stored here.

And Morrison's ether further dilutes the plague of decay. The soldiers who regained their senses worked hard to overcome their fear and returned to the fog. Relying on their protective clothing, they resisted the burning sensation from their bodies and put the rest Drag the sealed gas tank to a safe place.

As for the area where Church and Morrison are located, it has been completely covered by the Plague of Decay of varying concentrations.

In the hazy gray mist, Morrison's ether glow was as bright as daytime, while Church's was extremely dim. The two rays of light chased each other, and the bright arcs struck in all directions.

Church threw out the hook and quickly escaped from the dense fog. Panting heavily, he landed on the steps.

It was not easy to resist the erosion of the Plague of Decay. It rapidly consumed its own ether, and a sense of fatigue surged in his heart. Church felt that his eyelids became extremely heavy, and his will became muddled.

Morrison followed closely, striding out of the thick fog. Relying on the amount of ether of those in power, he was much easier than Church in resisting the plague of decay.

The soldiers have already transported the remaining sealed air tanks, and the remaining plague of decay is slowly spreading around. Judging from this concentration, it won't take long for them to penetrate most of the Fog Abyss Fortress, turning them into dead creatures. area.

Church took a deep breath, and the fresh air poured into his lungs, which relieved a little pressure, and then his expression became serious. He still miscalculated, he only destroyed a small amount of the plague of decay, and most of the plague of decay was still destroyed. Transferred out.

"Adapt to circumstances..."

While talking to himself, Church's right eye brightened, and Morrison on the other end also noticed this abnormality.

People say that the eyes are the windows of the soul, so when guiding the alchemy matrix engraved on the soul, the etheric light that illuminates the soul will also rise from people's eyes.

But for some reason, one of Church's windows seemed to be closed, only the right eye shone with light, and the left eye was completely extinguished.

Morrison didn't think too much, the ether boost covered Morrison's body, he leaped, swung the ether sword, like a falling thunder, and arrived in front of Church in an instant.

Church could only jump back defensively, and then the ground in front of him completely shattered and exploded, leaving no chance to breathe. The etheric sword tore through the smoke and dust, and the bright light quickly magnified in front of Church's eyes.

"caught you!"

Morrison shouted, he vowed to kill the unexpected guest who appeared suddenly.

However, the etheric sword that was slashed out failed to touch Church, it just hit a piece of smoke that was quickly scattered.

Church disappeared.

No...he didn't disappear.

After a brief contact, Morrison vaguely sensed Church's power. He should have some kind of cognitive distortion power. Church was right in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see him, so he instinctively distorted him into something something that doesn't matter.

Morrison's thoughts were interrupted for a moment, and then he realized that his impression of Church was rapidly diminishing.

An ordinary person would quickly forget about Church after catching a glimpse of him, but Morrison is a power bearer higher than Church, and Church's secret power cannot fully affect him.

The collapse of memory slowed down, and that gave Morrison plenty of time to react.

"Get me out!"

Morrison roared at the corridor in front of him, the ether spread out, setting off a round of shock, shattering the walls and ground along the way, tumbling broken stones and smoke, Morrison observed carefully, but did not see Anything strange, it seems that Church's figure is just an illusion.

A cold wind brushed the back of his neck.

Morrison jerked his head back as a dagger, impregnated with sharp aether, slashed across his throat out of nowhere.

A slight sharp pain spread across his neck, and Morrison slashed out the etheric sword. The rough etheric turbulence strangled all the matter in front of him. He then took a few steps back, raised his hand to cover his throat, and little blood flowed along his fingertips. Pointy crevices overflow.

Morrison arched his body, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, and he slowly moved his hand away, only to see a thin wound on his throat, and the dagger opened his skin, but failed to cut his throat completely.

On the other side of Morrison, Church, who was supposed to be hiding, reappeared. He held the dagger horizontally in front of him, his breath was disordered, and dense slender wounds covered his arms. Morrison's ether flowed like a broken The shrapnel scratched Church's body.

"I'm starting to regret it."

Church muttered in his heart that he felt that he shouldn't be a hero. If he had chosen to leave just now, Church would have probably escaped from the Fog Abyss Fortress by now.

But by coincidence, Church broke his "rigidity", stabbed out the dagger, and chose to destroy the plague of decay here.

He failed.

Even if he stabbed the dagger, Church only solved a small part of the plague of decay, and more plagues of decay have been transferred, and he was targeted by a negative person.

Church was annoyed at his unprofessionalism, but thinking about it carefully, if he had to make a new choice, Church felt that he would still choose to destroy the plague of decay.

Yes, even if Bologo is here, he should choose to do this, right?

Church can't always be an indifferent bystander.

Morrison stared at Church, who concealed his own etheric reaction, but from the series of fights just now, Morrison probably deduced Church's rank.

Just believers.

Under Morrison's guess, he has realized that Church's secret power should be related to cognitive distortion. This is the first time Morrison has encountered such a weird secret power. He doesn't know if it is the secret of the Ethereal School. able.

But in any case, Morrison has no time to chat with Church, he must get rid of Church as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, Morrison drew out the secret sword from his waist.

The ether was injected into the body of the sword, and the simple blade emitted a blue light. With the blade horizontally in front of his body, Morrison assumed an offensive posture. His feet smashed the ground, and he galloped towards Church.

While Morrison was making various inferences about Church, Church was also thinking about Morrison. Judging from Morrison's exquisite manipulation of the ether, Church suspected that he should be the original school.

As soon as this idea popped up in Church's mind, Morrison shattered the conjecture.

During the high-speed sprint, Morrison's figure suddenly accelerated again, and his body also underwent subtle changes at this time. The muscles on his back squirmed, and then the pale bones broke open and flesh grew out.

The ether was transformed into flesh and blood, covering the white bones, recasting the extended limbs at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pure ether was draped in it, finally shaping a pair of unfolded giant wings with ether as feathers.

Not the original school, Morrison's arcane is the ascension school.

Without the slightest hesitation, Church threw out the hook rope decisively, his body soared into the air, the ether filled the surface of his body, and fell straight into the rolling mist of death air.

Given the disparity in rank, Church could only use these foreign objects to help him fight. A burning sensation penetrated the protection of the ether and reached Church's body surface.

Before Church could take any more actions, Morrison had already grasped the secret sword and smashed it into the mist. After the strengthening of the Ascension School and the protection of the ether, the plague of decay could not kill Morrison for the time being, let alone It is said that after a brief spread, the concentration of the plague of decay has dropped.

The pure white wings vibrated, setting off a roaring howling wind, easily blowing away the plague of decay. The hurricane was mixed with toxins and swept over the surface of the rock, showing a rapid weathering like a hundred years of wind and rain. The sense of decay, the vastness of dust.

With his wings, Morrison's mobility reached an extremely terrifying level, galloping like lightning, without giving Church any chance to breathe, he appeared directly in front of Church.

The secret sword was raised high, and then chopped down.

Church's heart almost cooled down. He rarely fought head-on with the enemy, let alone those who were higher than himself.

This may be the price of being a hero.

Church knocked out the poisonous mist, and slammed it hard against the wall on one side. He half-kneeled on the ground slowly, with blood dripping down, and a blood-stained wound appeared on his chest.

The clear pain stimulated Church's nerves. He seemed to be out of oxygen, and he breathed heavily. It had been a long time since Church had the feeling of brushing shoulders with death.

Yes, Church has become more careful since the first improvisation and killing with Palmer. He chose to act alone without contacting anyone.

Just like Church does in everyday life.

But no matter how hard Church tries, human beings are social animals after all, and it is difficult for you to control yourself not to have contact with others, just like Church's erratic attack this time.

"Why do you want to do this? I can escape..."

Church asked himself, sometimes he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and he guessed it was also the influence of secret energy.

This damn secret can mess up Church's life, and mess up the fate of the entire Bolton family.

But Church did it anyway.

inexplicably...

Morrison set up the blade and made a stabbing movement. His wings vibrated and unleashed an incredible force. The blade was there in an instant, but it pierced nothingness.

Not inexplicably.

Church stood up, the deadly blade was only a few centimeters away from him, his sense of existence quickly faded, and even he himself vaguely forgot who he was.

But Church still remembers what he did and why he did it.

Church turned around and ran towards the passage away from the Fog Abyss Fortress. With his only strength, he was unable to destroy these decaying plagues. He needed to tell more people what happened here.

Morrison stood there in a daze. He felt as if he had forgotten something. Then Morrison realized why he activated the secret power and why he also forgot when he pulled out the secret sword.

Fortunately, this confusion did not last long. Morrison stared at the secret sword in his hand, the blue light soared, and the blade seemed to come alive, swallowing the blood on the blade, followed by a bloody The chain extended from the blade, extending into the end of the passage.

The memory that should have been forgotten, with the extension of the chain, became clear again from blur.

(End of this chapter)