Endless Debt.

Burrog stood in a daze, and Palmer behind him pushed Burrog vigorously a few times, only to find that he was motionless, unable to push at all.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Palmer was extremely nervous. In the ruins at the end of the passage, there were bursts of roaring vibrations. The Wordless Men were advancing here, hunting the two of them.

Burrog's voice was hoarse, "Can you see it?"

"what did you see?"

Palmer followed Burrogo's line of sight, his breath paused, and this time even Palmer could see the dark umbilical cord.

Like the power of the school of illusion, this umbilical cord is constantly materializing, as if it will become a real thing in the next second.

What made them even more disturbed was that the dark umbilical cord was still slowly wriggling.

The burrogo was standing still, and the umbilical cord was still moving and changing... it was the other end, the person the umbilical cord was connected to, the man on the other end was moving.

He is coming here.

"Bologo..."

Palmer clenched the storm plume tightly, the anxiety in his heart reached the limit, he had already begun to regret this reckless adaption, and even complained about his gift.

This series of unlucky events made it hard not to make Palmer wonder if it had something to do with his luck.

The good news is that luck is conserved. The bad news is that Palmer doesn't think he has a chance to survive until the good luck comes.

Just as the two were shocked by the change in the umbilical cord and the increased anxiety, there was a turbulent etheric reaction from the corridor on one side, and Palmer decisively threw out the storm plume, and at the same time attacked and killed them with secret energy.

The metal dagger split into a metal rainstorm, mixed with invisible wind blades, like a rapidly advancing meat grinder. After a short flight, the aura of ether skyrocketed, and the high concentration of ether gathered together to form a Advancing Aether Barrier Shield Wall.

Palmer's offensive made it full of cracks, but that's all. It failed to penetrate the thick defense. Behind the ether barrier, the Wordless people surrounded it.

Raising the revolver, Palmer simply emptied the alchemy warhead, and the wind blade mixed with the deadly warhead hit the etheric barrier precisely. Under the sound of successive gunshots, the etheric barrier shattered loudly, and then the leader of a speechless person was killed. It became a blood mist.

Half of his body and severed limbs fell to the ground, and the following silent people stepped over the corpse mercilessly. Bologo raised his finger to the corridor, and the wall began to squirm. In the next moment, countless stone halberds and rock spears broke through the wall, as if staggered. The gun array penetrated the bodies of several speechless people along the ether barrier that Palmer shattered.

As if they felt no pain, they broke off their spears and moved forward again. A scarlet curtain covered their vision... This was not a curtain, but boiling blood.

The red sword blade pierced out of the mirror of the pool of blood on the ground, and more blood spears rose from the ground, interlacing and standing in a row.

In the corridor, within a short distance of a few meters, there are deadly traps controlled by Bologo. Every time the Wordless One takes a step forward, several corpses will be thrown down.

Burrog's breathing gradually became heavier, and what Palmer was worried about still happened. In order to control the surrounding matter, Burrog needed to compete for control before Void Realm, which further consumed Burrow's power.

"Don't worry," Burlogo knew what Palmer was thinking, "it's not a problem."

Bologo took the initiative to meet the Wordless, since it was inevitable, he took the initiative to attack.

I can't keep running away, I have to face this fate.

Burlogo comforted himself in this way.

In the narrow corridor, Bologo and the Wordless were getting closer and closer, and the other party held two etheric swords. After several dying Wordless people died completely, the Wordless in front of Bologo at this moment, his The intensity of ether climbed again, releasing the same coercion as Burlogo.

Raise the sword and slash!

The Speed ​​of the Wordless Man increased sharply, and the etheric sword changed freely in his hands. In order to cope with the narrow environment, the sword shortened into a dazzling dagger, slashing towards Bologo's throat one after another, and Bologo also swung a bitter bite Meet the enemy.

Resentful Bite swung a huge sword arc, and before it touched the wall, the walls cracked one after another, providing space for Bologo to slash. At the same time, dense spikes pierced the Wordless from all directions, and even the snake scale liquid was restless Get up, whistling and pestering towards the Wordless.

The sword blades intersected, and the two ethers collided together, the power-holder confronted the power-loser, and the high concentration of ether caused an extraordinary storm in the narrow corridor. The arcs and sparks rang together, and the sharp whistling sound continued.

After a moment of stalemate, Grudge lived up to expectations, cut off the etheric sword and cut off the deadly etheric flow, but this only destroyed one etheric sword, and another etheric sword was approaching Burogo's eyes at this time.

The Wordless Man stared at Bologl's heart, and the blow had already penetrated into Bologl's chest. As for the falling Grudge, when it was about to split the Wordless Man's head, the other arm stretched out from behind. He came over and grabbed the pitch-black blade.

Another wordless person joined the battle, blocking the slashing of the grievance bite with his flesh and blood, his palm was cut into pieces at the moment of contact, and could only delay the slash of the grievance bite for a few seconds, but these few days Seconds is enough time.

The light-forged dagger had reached Bolog's chest, and just when the wordless man thought he was going to pierce Bolog's chest, a strong blood surged up, and Bolog raised his other hand, and he Spreading out the palm, a scarlet wound opened from the palm.

The blood overflowing from the wound squirmed violently, as if Bologo's blood was boiling, they flowed out, but did not fall to the ground, but with Bologo's clenched fist, condensed into a bloody sharp blade in his palm , steaming hot.

The blood-forged sword blade, which was full of Bologo's own ether, was attached to the imperfect ether sword, and the blood-colored sword radiated so much that it collided with the dagger, facing each other.

After the fierce confrontation, all the light suddenly dimmed, leaving only a scarlet, comet-like light trail passing through the darkness.

Mysterious power · governing decree.

The Radiant Dagger crumbles, the Bloodblade engulfs it completely, and the Aether of the Wordless Ones spins out of control.

The speechless thought that the amount of ether in Bologo should be close to depletion at this time, and then those ethers that collapsed and out of control seemed to be summoned, and poured into Bologo's body one after another, and the exhausted ether was filled again. stand up.

Not only these out-of-control ethers, but the lines on the body surface of the Wordless Man flickered violently. The blood blade crossed the broken ethers and quickly extended, hitting the chest of the Wordless Man with one blow, and also pierced through the threshold of his momentary soul.

The speechless man raised his head, and his eyes, like a ghost, came into his eyes.

A great sense of emptiness filled the chest of the Wordless Man, which felt like a mania attack, the huge hole in the depths of the soul was devoured wantonly.

The ether in the moment soul's critical area was squeezed out by Bologo, and the blood blade caused a siphon-like effect, swallowing the ether in the speechless man's body in an instant, his body began to dry up, and the glow of the alchemy matrix quickly dimmed down.

At the same time, Burlogo's weakened etheric reaction became loud again.

Protecting and sucking the soul.

Bologo exhaled a foul breath, and the blood blade mixed with the blood in the Wordless Man's body, turned into scarlet branches, broke through the Wordless Man's body, and tore him into pieces, while the Wordless Man who followed behind They, once again faced Burlogo at his peak.

This time, Bologo didn't hold back, and all the ether he had just plundered was thrown out by him, and the blood-colored branches extended again, like scarlet thorns growing wildly, leaving a densely arranged red net in the darkness.

It is so sharp, it rampages in the corridor, like countless sword blades slashed, and hits every wordless person precisely. The etheric barrier can resist the first few rounds of attacks, but as Burogo's ether gradually breaks through the mutual As the number of offensive waves increased, some scratches began to appear on the bodies of the Wordless Ones.

In the small cut wound, the blood boiled and squirmed together, as if a scarlet seed had been planted, helping Bologo to cross the defense line of the moment soul threshold, and quietly chiseled out a tiny hole on the moment soul border. gap.

detonate.

In an instant, many blood blades burst out of the body, like blood-colored flowers growing and blooming from the body. While killing the speechless people, with the addition of protection and soul-sucking soul-sucking general, their ether was swallowed up. , like using the body as nourishment, supporting the blooming of the sea of ​​flowers.

Like the god of death crossing the border, extracting the soul to be tried from the corpse.

Borrog supported the battle with battle, strode forward, and in turn suppressed the Wordless, until they were killed and wounded countless, until the corpses were scattered in the field, until the aether reaction of the defenders roared.

Palmer stood behind Bologo, looking blankly at the terrifying corridor completely covered in blood and corpses.

After the pile of corpses, the Wordless One stepped through the sticky blood and confronted Burrog. Burrog didn't relax in the slightest. He knew that the most difficult battle had just come.

The surrounding ether surged violently, without any warning, a thunderstorm made of high-concentration ether passed over Bologo, smashed the rocks along the way, and left scratches on Bologo's body.

Bologo stared at the Wordless Man without changing his face. This was not the first time he had faced the Wordless Man of the Defender rank. Under the excessive pressure, Bologo actually had a faint sense of excitement.

When the sword was at its limit, the Wordless Man suddenly released his fighting stance, and the ether on his body decayed, as if he had given up fighting with Borrog.

Just when Bologo was confused, clear footsteps came from the dead corridor, and the sound was getting closer. At the same time, the umbilical cord in Bologo's abdomen became more and more real, as if it was about to materialize.

The Wordless One stepped aside, revealing the black-robed figure who was slowly approaching, and the silver mask that was almost carved into Borrog's soul.

Across the blood and corpses, the Shadow Dynasty followed Burogo's strides, and made an appointment for this destined meeting, the knot of fate.