Endless Debt.

There are many secrets hidden in Bologo, most of which are related to the astronauts. It is this devil who played with Burlogo's life and sent him to the current crossroad.

Countless silk threads are tied to Bologo's limbs, and the silk threads extend into the endless darkness. Bologo knows that he is the puppet of the astronauts. The characters in his works, but Bologo is also looking for opportunities to launch a counterattack against the devil. , tore him out of the darkness.

Burrog was never willing to be just a puppet, he didn't want anything to bind him.

The alchemy matrix from the overlord Xilin was once the key to Bologo's belief that he could turn the tables, but now, even this power seems to be infected with the evil of the devil.

The broken pieces of information were pieced together in Burrog's mind, and they were threaded by the devil to form a complete story.

The devil filled the gap and made the logic of the story reasonable.

Why did the split faction of the second seat obtain such a terrifying alchemy matrix under the suppression of the first seat? Why did the king's secret sword no longer have such power after the overlord Xilin?

Everything has a reasonable explanation.

It was the devil, it was the devil who bestowed this power and handed over this terrifying alchemy matrix.

It may have been traded with the astronauts by the second seat and given to Cylinder. After Cylinder died, this alchemy matrix was copied to Bologo.

Bologo suddenly realized that the reason why he was able to successfully implant this alchemy matrix was not because of the power of the immortal body, but because of his identity as the chosen one.

This is the power of the astronauts, and it has been delivered into the hands of Burogo across the gap of years.

It was as if there was a terrifying net that had caught everyone from the very beginning, but Burlogo still proudly thought that he had broken free from the shackles.

"You figured it out, didn't you?"

The second seat seemed to sense what Burrog was thinking, and he laughed sarcastically.

"That's right, the alchemy matrix you carry is a masterpiece from Leviathan."

Hearing the second seat's affirmation, Burlogo's mind went blank, his eyes lowered, and fell on the dark umbilical cord on his abdomen, the sticky hot tar kept ticking, exuding bursts of rancid smell .

Burrog felt dizzy for a while, as if the whole world was spinning, and the astronauts' weirdness was far more complicated than he imagined, and the conversations in the void became absurd and blurred.

Are the astronauts telling the truth?About the Gate of Origin?

What is true, what is false, and what should I believe?
Burrog felt the darkness enveloping him little by little until there was no more light.

Born a lie.

Burrog asked, "Why do you..."

"I'm only imitating the devil's ways," said the Second Seat, who knew what Burrogo was about to ask. "Tell the real conspiracy, and you can't refuse it, and you can't avoid it."

"You will be vigilant against Leviathan, you will find a way to break free from this doomed fate, and you will do everything possible to fight back against the devil...and this is exactly what I want."

The second seat understands Leviathan's behavior, "And I... I still have value to Leviathan, and he won't give up on me so easily."

He knew that Oath City Opos was not a battlefield for the King's Shield Guards, their cemetery was the Kogadel Empire, the dead pillar of kingship.

Leviathan needs the king's shield guards to fight against the king's secret sword and the scarlet sect, so as to greatly weaken the scarlet mistress' power in this dispute.

"If you still don't believe me...one last question, Borogo Lazarus."

The second seat revealed the dusty secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Have you ever thought about why Xilin ventured deep and even died in the reclamation room?"

Burrogo's pupils constricted, and nightmare words came out of the second seat.

"That's part of the price."

As the last piece of the puzzle fits into the story, Burlogo feels like his mind is about to explode.

There are also astronauts behind the secret war. It is even said that it is the astronauts who have operated the secret war. The seemingly crazy offensive is actually just a drama made by the astronauts.

"We have all been fooled by Leviathan... Secret War is just a ridiculous pose, his real purpose is to let Xilin die in the reclamation room in a 'reasonable' and 'natural' way without attracting anyone's attention Here, after many years, when everyone is about to forget these things, Burlogo will take over the power."

The second seat leaned on the hilt of his sword and stood up unsteadily, his expression was enraged.

"Since the bloody night, Leviathan has been plotting all this, he wants to bypass all the prying eyes of the devil, and not attract the attention of any blood relatives, so as to create the most perfect chosen one.

Our deaths, our sufferings, our wars, are only for such ridiculous things. "

The second seat cursed his name.

"Bologo Lazarus!"

Boluo Ge's blood became cold, and his muscles and bones were all stiffened together. His body was like a stone sculpture, unable to move half a bit. Even the ether became sluggish and moved slowly.

From the mouth of the second seat, Bologo verified the conspiracy from beginning to end, which was far more complicated than he imagined, and what the astronauts were planning was also much more terrifying and profound than he imagined.

It seemed that everything was doomed since the death of the holy city.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

The voice of the second seat calmed down, and he asked towards the darkness, his high emotions calmed down.

There was applause in the darkness.

In addition to them, there is another person hidden here, and the words of the second seat are not only for Bologo, but more like an explanation for that person.

Blurred figures appeared in the darkness, he was wearing a neat and straight black uniform, his shiny leather shoes stepped over the pool of blood and over the corpse, his white gloves adjusted the tie on his chest so that it was as straight as a sword.

"Huh, I said you must know something."

Mammon let out bursts of laughter, he sat back, blood gushing up, forming a bloody throne.

"Tyrant..."

Looking at the evil devil, Bologo realized why this operation was so unsatisfactory. This is the big rift, the land of the devil. This seemingly docile devil has been eyeing Bologo early in the morning. Even though Bologo was wary of him, he was gradually paralyzed in the constant negotiations.

"Although I still don't know exactly what Leviathan is going to do, I can see that you are the key to all of this."

Mammon put her hands together on her raised knees.

"Are you sure you want to get involved?" Burrog snapped. "Mammon."

"Don't you realize? I've been in this dispute from the beginning."

Mamen said indifferently, before he finished speaking, the speechless man came over and stood behind Mamen, expressing his attitude.

The second seat said, "He is Leviathan's chosen one. As long as he is resolved, Leviathan will be completely defeated in the dispute."

The second seat, like Bologo, is an insignificant pawn on the chessboard. They cannot jump out of the chessboard to play against the devils, but the second seat can borrow Mammon's power to make him attack Leviathan.

"I know...I'm still thinking about it."

Mammon hummed a strange melody excitedly. As early as during the Secret War, he had already noticed the potential conspiracy. Now he has developed an indelible abscess in the Great Rift, and finally saw Leviathan clearly. part of the conspiracy.

The second seat asked, "What did you promise?"

"Naturally as you wish."

Mammon said, looking at Bologo, "It's really surprising, Bologo, it's only been three years, so many things have happened."

Bologo said without emotion, "It's you, you are the one who made a fool of this operation."

From the moment he stepped into the Fog Abyss Fortress, Bologo fell into Mammon's field of vision, which is why this operation was so unsatisfactory, full of twists and turns.

He became the bargaining chip for the second seat to trade with Mammon, and Bologo didn't know what the second seat could get from Mammon.

"You shouldn't have come," said the second seat, "you shouldn't have disturbed all of this, especially sending people to destroy the plague of decay."

"The plague of decay?"

Bologo didn't understand what the second seat was talking about, but the next moment he saw, wisps of infinitely diluted mist slowly emerged from the darkness. It was full of death, engulfing the Mistpit Fortress little by little.

Something happened out of sight of Balogo, and that event put the King's Shieldguard in a difficult situation, forcing them to make an impromptu deal with Mammon.

"Church?"

Burrog said softly.

……

This is not the first time Bologo has seen the plague of decay. When he first negotiated and fought with the Wordless, he saw the ammunition made of the plague of decay. Now it is pure gas diffusion, highly toxic The mist dilutes and erodes the entire Fog Abyss Fortress, turning it into a dead zone again.

Burrog's eyes wandered back and forth between Mammon and the second seat, and he suddenly realized something.

Since the deal between the second seat and Mammon was forced, that is to say, the second seat rejected Mammon at first.

"You set the trap."

Borogo glared at Mammon, as if every devil was a terrible conspiracy fabricator, they were too good at shaping one lie after another, so that the prey would unknowingly step into an inescapable trap.

From the time Bologo stepped into the Fog Abyss Fortress, he walked into the trap of Mammon. He informed the second seat of his invasion, and in turn used himself to coerce the second seat.

In this conflict, only the devil is the only winner. As for the truth about the secret war that Bologo learned from the mouth of the second seat, he felt that it was like a curse.

Curse all those associated with the devil.

The secret war is just a performance, the purpose is to hide the astronauts' plan to create the perfect chosen one. In order not to attract anyone's attention, they endow themselves with this powerful alchemy matrix. As early as in the bloody night, the astronauts That's when the plan started.

Mammon let out a distorted smile, raised his hand, and a golden coin bounced up, and it fell in front of Bologo, lying quietly in a pool of blood, engraved with mercury, symbolizing evil spirits. Aim at Burrog.

"I only charged a small price, after all, I have helped you many times, Bologo."

There was a ding-dong sound from Mamen's mouth, as if imitating the ringing of a telephone.

Burrog clenched his grudge and bit like a tiger.In this situation, Bologo still refused to let go, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

The second seat said calmly, "You interfered with Leviathan's plan, he won't let you go so easily."

"how about you?"

While Mammon was speaking, she walked towards Bologo slowly, stepping on the sticky blood, "Second seat, you also have a share."

"Me? I still have value," said the second seat. "You know that, not to mention...you forced me to do this."

The plague of decay has covered the surroundings of the stone hall, and the rocks are rapidly corroding, as if they have been weathered for thousands of years. Soon, these deadly mist will spread to the center of the stone hall, and it has surrounded several people like a tide. up.

"Oh? Then let him pour his anger on me."

Mammon stopped, keeping a safe distance from Borrog, and he didn't care about the threat of the second seat.

Devils are in a competitive relationship, and Mammon will not let go of this opportunity to win the dispute. He has been lurking for too long for this opportunity.

Ever since he noticed the weirdness of the secret war, he made a deal with the Bureau of Order. After helping it win the secret war, he completely controlled the wandering fork, turned into a highly poisonous abscess, and grew in this deep foggy sea.

At this moment, the fierce poison erupted.

Bologo stared at Mammon, and then glanced at the Wordless and the second seat. This is a real desperate situation. Judging from the power of Bologo's power bearer, he has no chance of winning at all, even running away The chances are not great, the spreading plague of decay surrounds this place.

"I have thought of many ways to contain you, Bologo, you will become my most precious collection, and you will also be a bargaining chip to threaten Leviathan."

Mammon stayed where he was, he was just an incarnation and a means, and the one who actually executed it was the Silent Man, the silent black-armored soldier striding towards Borrog.

The glorious etheric sword stretched out from the hands of the wordless man. At the same time, another ear-piercing scream sounded. Burrog turned his head, and in the darkness behind him, another etheric reaction of the defender's rank rose. , and then another etheric sword lit up in the darkness behind him.

Two wordless men surrounded Bologo in front and behind. They all possessed the aether strength of the defender rank, like tigers around, blocking all of Bologo's way of life.

Bologo lowered his breath for a moment. The three defenders, one of the honorable men who were seriously injured and had no combat power, could he be regarded as the king's shield guard?

In such a critical moment, Bologo actually laughed out of his own accord. The situation is terrible, but it is also expected. Presumably, as long as one of the speechless people dies, the other speechless person will be promoted to Glory Or, facing a glorious one, Burlogo has no chance of winning.

"Is it a collection?"

Burrog stretched his neck, facing Mammon's threat, he didn't care, just like what he said when he parted with Palmer, Burrog had already prepared his escape route.

"I'll remember this, Mammon."

Listening to Bologo's words, Mammon laughed disdainfully, and the Wordless One gradually approached. Mammon could not directly interfere with the material world, but his debtors could, and this is the meaning of the existence of debtors.

When the depression reached the extreme, there was a burst of irritable screaming, and Bologo looked out of the stone hall. After successive controls, the entire stone hall had cracked countless gaps, and he could vaguely see the outside of the Fog Abyss Fortress. scene.

A dazzling green light rose in the thick fog, and the signal flare kept rising. The eye-catching green light swept over every place, flashed through Borrog's pupils, and finally disappeared above the fog.

Seeing this green light, Bologo's heart was finally relieved, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath. At this time, he even had the strength to joke with Mammon.

Burrog asked, "Do you know what that light signifies?"

Without waiting for Mammon to answer, Bologo explained directly, "When the network of heart hubs cannot be established, we will use these relatively primitive methods to exchange information."

The green light represents the success of the operation, that is to say, Church has safely evacuated the Mistpit Fortress, and Burlogo has no worries since then.

"Then... goodbye, everyone."

Before he finished speaking, Bologo's own ether surged to the extreme. At the same time as the ether surged, the two speechless men launched an offensive.

In the face of the defender's all-out attack, Bologo had no room to evade. In an instant, two ether swords pierced Bologo's body back and forth. Blood spilled from Balogo's mouth.

Bologo suddenly laughed wildly at this moment, he was waiting for this moment.

Mysterious power · governing decree!

The leaked ether turned into countless swimming snakes, gnawing at the ether of the speechless person wantonly, like one after another lasing thunder, although there is a gap in rank, but relying on the infinitely narrow and sharp pertinence, after a series of nibbles Finally, the tenacious ether suffered a rout.

Countless glowing dust swirls, with Bologo as the core, setting off a radiant vortex, and even shaping it into a blazing storm, rolling up all the overflowing ether.

Blessing · sucking soul and usurping soul!

The governing edict cannot penetrate the moment soul threshold of the defenders, but it is enough to bite the ether of the speechless. Under the operation of the protection, these collapsed ethers are poured back into Bologo's body, further strengthening his own amount of ether.

When Bologo died, he was also resurrected. When the ether sword pierced his flesh and blood, he was also plundering the ether and feeding himself back.

Excessive ether filled Bologo's alchemy matrix, the soaring power even overloaded the alchemy matrix, the light path flickered, and stinging sparks sputtered.

Burrog's power reached its peak.

Holding the Grudge with both hands, with the strength of his immortal body, Bologo forced himself to take action, nailing the black blade into the ground.

An incomparably long time passed into the next moment, and when the next moment was about to arrive, the storm-like ether poured into the ground under Bologo's feet, and in another moment, huge criss-crossing cracks spread all over the stone hall.

"I order..."

Burrog spoke the decree, his voice muffled by the roaring tremor.

Like a giant sword swung by a god, the tyrannical ether smoothly penetrated the ground under his feet, forming a neat hole.

Burrog fell toward the void.

Numerous fissures filled holes and collapsed, and the entire Fog Abyss Fortress shook violently, as if it was on the verge of doomsday and was about to collapse.

Across the ruined stone, the hazy and turbid sea of ​​fog came into view.

The destruction of the Stone Hall spread further. The thick mist in the crevices of the broken rocks surged wildly, and the ground collapsed and fell. In the endless rubble, the Wordless tried to pursue Bolog, but Bolog relied on the only remaining With so much power, he frantically threw the phantom dagger towards the sea of ​​fog.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, Bologo's chances of winning are infinitely close to zero, but this does not mean that he has no way out.

The figure shuttled through the gravel and fog, and Burlogo didn't want to experience that "suffocation feeling" again, but now this is the only route.

The figure accelerated and fell towards the sea of ​​fog. The Wordless Man hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the pursuit. He knew very well what was under the sea of ​​fog.

First of all, there is the etheric vacuum built by the quiet line of defense, and the extremely hungry evils of this world, not to mention, there is a heavily armed Order Bureau operation team watching there.

As a prison that seals evil and light, the quiet line of defense is enough to suppress most foreign enemies, and so is the silent one.

"He planned it out from the beginning," the Wordless Man said rarely, "That's why he's so confident."

No one would have guessed that Borrog deliberately took over the offensive of the defenders and filled himself with the enemy's ether until he exerted enough power to penetrate the stone hall.

Mammon could only watch helplessly as Borogo escaped from the Mistpit Fortress and fell into the Forsaken Land, until his figure disappeared into the sea of ​​thick fog.

A deathly silence enveloped the dilapidated stone hall, and everyone had a subtle feeling, as if they were being played.

The Spirit Gypsy's annual move is back on, this time to another city, so it's messy and a little hectic.