Endless Debt.

Chapter 776 Wolf Spirit

Chapter 776 Wolf Spirit

The red dog is like the singer of the doomsday, and the immovable sword is the baton of this evil symphony. The power of the defender unreservedly vents, and the spiritual shock produced by the Ethereal School hits like waves. Hammering on the embankment of reason.

Song of Heart Eater is like a wolf entangled in the mind, biting everyone's mind one bite after another. When the pressure reached the limit, some people uttered desperate wailing.

Excessive pressure dissociates and distorts their psychology. They begin to feel the separation and mixing of body and spirit, as if the whole world is no longer real.

It becomes difficult to think rationally and to perceive the surrounding environment correctly.

Soon, the mental distortion caused physical distortions. Under the influence of this, most of the first-stage sublimation sufferers suffered from endocrine disorders, with gastric juices churning and vomiting, and their physiology reached the limit of tolerance.

They feel dizzy, their whole body shakes, and their heart beats fast.

Cognitive dissociation begins to affect them. They cannot accurately distinguish the boundary between reality and imagination, as if they are in a hazy dream. This feeling can easily make them feel panic, depression and despair, while self-doubt And blame also breeds in the bottom of my heart.

Soon, under the influence of the secret energy, most people lost the ability to move, completely lost control, and were deeply trapped in this distortion and pain, unable to find any way out.

The sublimation practitioners at the first stage are helpless in the face of the red dog's secret energy, and the believers at the second stage can barely stay awake, but the dual mental and physical pains also make it difficult for them to move forward.

Badr fell straight down, and the already heavy protective clothing became his cage at this moment, and the remaining strength was unable to make any effective actions.

Amyu half-kneeled on the ground, she switched back to the steel body in time, the physical pain weakened a lot, but the mental impact still made her vision dizzy, her senses were dislocated, as if she was drunk, she even basically It is also difficult to walk in a straight line.

She raised her head hard, and there were many red and blue double images in her field of vision, as if the visual system had malfunctioned.

Amidst the rubble, Bologo struggled to stand up. Although he did not have the protection of the protection and eternal labor, he relied on his own outstanding willpower and his position as a power bearer.

Bologl was able to resist the influence of Heart Eater to a certain extent, but only to a certain extent. The terrible wail lingered in Burlogl's mind, trying to bring out the darkest side of his heart.

"The Ethereal School seems to influence people's minds through singing, and impregnate the spirits of others..."

Burrog didn't give up. During his difficult resistance, he used his remaining mind to analyze the power of the red dog.

"Hallucinations, cognitive distortions, mental anguish...and this pain is mirrored physically..."

Bologo's breathing became heavy, and he could see a series of terrifying hallucinations attacking him quickly. A group of extremely vivid monsters roared at him and swung their swords. Bologo instinctively raised his sword to block, But all he blocked was nothingness.

The line between reality and fantasy begins to blur.

Another nightmare monster came to Bologo. It swung a big knife at Bologo and tried to cut off Bologo's head. This time, Bologo restrained his instincts and was not affected by the illusion. illusory illusion.

The piercing pain was released along Burrog's neck, as if the big knife really broke through the illusory boundary and cut Burrog's neck for real.

Bologo raised his hand and touched his neck. There was no wound at all, but the pain was so clear that it could even be said to have bursts of coldness.

What made Bologo even more frightened was that the power of the red dog was not limited to the Bureau of Order, and even the king's secret swords could not escape his influence.

There was wailing on the battlefield.

In madness, people abandoned reason and struggled in the dark, as if driven by intense emotions and curses. Some people suffered so much that they self-mutilated, trying to get rid of the pain.

The blade cuts flesh, blood is sprayed everywhere, and the strong smell of blood permeates. Some people screamed loudly, while others endured silently and stubbornly, hiding the unspeakable pain deeply in the darkness, until they finally stopped breathing. Continued, the lingering fear was like a moan swallowed by darkness. People with wounds all over their bodies convulsed and looked at each other in horror, as if they were being manipulated by some unknown force.

Burrog raised his reason, he didn't rush to the red dog, but rushed to the field staff who were suffering.

With years of underground experience, Burlogo stunned those crazy self-harming staff one by one to prevent them from making more crazy actions.

The ether stretched out as far as possible, and Bologo sensed the side of the king's secret sword. Although the fog obscured his vision, the wailing sound could still be heard clearly.

In Bologo's perception, the king's secret swords were actually evacuating, trying to escape the core of the battlefield.

Yes, no matter how weird the red dog's secret power is, he still has a certain release range, as long as he escapes from this range.

Thinking of this, Bologo's ether turned and pierced into the ground, the ground trembled slightly, the hard ground became soft, and the rolled up soil wrapped the incapacitated staff, dragging them along like ocean waves , sent to the limit distance that the Bologo ether can extend.

Soon, this area was emptied by Burrog, leaving only a few figures.

Mamo's state is much better. As a Glorious One, he has a certain resistance, but in a short period of time, he can't get out of the state of ether depletion, and it won't have much impact on the battlefield.

"I can't leave."

Just as Bologo was about to send Baldr away, Baldr stood up reluctantly, "Someone needs to protect the iron coffin."

The red dog's goal is the iron coffin. As long as the iron coffin is here, he will be firmly locked here, but besides Lebius, someone needs to guard here to protect the iron coffin.

It's not that Bologo doesn't trust Lebius, it's just that he feels that he needs to be fully prepared.

"It doesn't matter," said Burlogo, "I will protect the iron coffin. You are here, and you will only bind me."

Baldr was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"it is good."

There is nothing to refute. He is not good at fighting, and he is still a believer. The existence of Badr will not have much impact on the battle situation.

"To protect the wounded."

As Bologo said, the earth turned into waves, and Baldr was quickly evacuated from the battlefield.

Then he looked at Mamo. Now this glorious man is very fragile. Once he is killed here, it will seriously damage the morale of the Bureau of Order.

Mamo nodded, he still had such a tacit understanding, Bologo raised his hand, the ground squirmed, lifted Mamo, and quickly sent him away from the battlefield.

In the end, only Amy was left, and Burlogo wanted to send her away, but Amy shook his head vigorously.

"I can help you, Xinduying, just like before."

Bologo hesitated for a moment, but Aimiao said stubbornly, "I won't look at your little thoughts! One size fits all!"

"No... I just..."

Burrog, who has always been vigorous and vigorous, seemed to hesitate at this moment. Amy took a hard step, and then grabbed Burrog's hand.

"Just what? Not ready?"

Aimu had the upper hand and whispered to Bologo, "Bologo, you used to be a soldier. You should understand these principles better than me. The world will not give you time to prepare."

"This kind of thing sounds crazy."

Burlogo doesn't like indecision. No matter what happens next, it is more important for him to solve the current predicament first.

"Is this still crazy?"

Amyu asked back, her palms began to become unreal, overlapping with Burrog's palms, and then overlapped together.

It has been a long time since Bologo has acted with Amy. Since Amy's promotion, Bologo has been somewhat resistant to her power to explore the bottom of her heart. Now there is no time to think about these, and Bologo can only adapt.

"It feels weird," Burrog thought to himself.

"Isn't it the first time? What's wrong?" The voice sounded in my mind.

"Everywhere is weird... You seem to be more real," Burrog said, "I can clearly feel that there is another soul in the same body as me."

"Don't you like my new roommate?" Amy asked.

"No... I just haven't been this intimate with people before," Burrog said quietly.

The simple words made Aimu fall into silence, but Bologo didn't notice it. When the two of them overlapped each other, in order not to disturb Bologo, Amyu was always silent.Burlogo was getting used to it.

Amy's joining, like a backup energy source, replenished ether for Burrog, so that Burrog could continue to fight.

In the eyes of others, the scary thing about Bologo lies not only in his own ability and ferocious killing intent, but also in the fact that Bologo can achieve near-permanent effects in various senses.

Immortality prevents him from falling, and soul-sucking allows him to plunder endless aether. The two complement each other and make Burrog continue to last almost endlessly.

With Amy's blessing, Bologo's power has been further strengthened, and the fuzzy ether has become clearer, and Bologo seems to be able to see the flow of each strand of them.

Suddenly, Bologo realized that with the help of Aimu, he might be able to cross the boundary and touch the mysterious extreme. Unfortunately, right now is not a suitable time to train abilities.

The fight between Red Dog and Lebius continued as Burlogo evacuated the others.

Under the protection of the protection of eternal labor, the heart-eating song had no effect on Lebius, and facing the extreme slash of the red dog, Levius's wolves could not suppress it for a while red dog.

The situation became stalemate like this. In the fierce fight, the red dog kept laughing loudly.

"Lebius, after so many years, is that all you have grown up?"

The red dog swung the immovable sword, and the extreme power spread rapidly. While shaking the wolves away, it also set off an outward shock wave, sweeping away the mist and cracking the ground.

Lebius remained motionless under the impact.

Although he has also been promoted to the base defender, there is still a big gap between him and the red dog who has been in this rank for many years. The foreign object of the alchemy armor can only help Lebius to make up for the gap to a certain extent. .

But the question is, Levius has foreign objects, so does Red Dog have no foreign objects?The outcome of this battle is still unknown.

Seeing that Levius still looked calm, the red dog wanted to see with his own eyes how Levius fell into madness, just like before.

Since I can't influence Lebius, I can influence others.

In an instant, the singing of the red dog became louder and louder, and many employees who were not evacuated by Burlogo in time were immediately fatally impacted.

Jeffrey, who is a power bearer, was also swaying under such a terrifying impact. At this moment, let alone continue to release the secret energy, his trembling wrist, even the bone-crushing knife, could hardly be grasped.

The wailing continued.

Lebius said coldly, "They are also dying."

"They? Who are they?" Red Dog twirled the immobile sword, causing gusts of wind, "Oh? You mean those who came with me? Do you think I care about them?"

As the red dog spoke, the ether became louder, and the wailing of the crowd also increased a bit. Hearing the wailing, the red dog laughed hoarsely, as if he could get pleasure from it.

Some of the king's secret swords who fell nearby and also failed to evacuate in time, under the extreme pain, they also started self-mutilation, like a crazy evil sacrifice, they waved their knives without hesitation, deeply embedded in your body.

"Red Dog... the sixth seat..."

There was a cry of pleading, they hoped that the red dog could release the secret power, or at least let them evacuate.

But Red Dog acted as if he didn't hear it. For so many years, he had been living in the shadows and in sober pain. Now, Red Dog wanted to make everyone feel the same pain.

"Be patient, my friends."

Red Dog sneered, "It's just a game!"

In the bloody game, people frantically tore their own flesh, vicious erosion and pathological collapse, like a partial black hole, condensed and spread in their bodies and minds.

Someone's eye sockets were bloodshot, holding a death-blooming knife in his hand, and swiping violently on his wrist, disordered blood rippled in that person's eyes, his pain and grief were overwhelmed by the spread of death, Calm was long overdue.

Others pounded their bodies with hammers and sticks, frantically tearing at their muscles and tendons until they could no longer hold on.

In this dark ceremony, they crazily devoured their own flesh and soul, sacrificing their own life and spirit.

At the same time, Red Dog's etheric strength is gradually increasing.

"I never understood your secret power." Lebius murmured.

In the secret war, except for Levius and Geoffrey, all the people who fought with the red dog died, and there are very few records about his secret power.

"You will understand in a moment."

The red dog was grinning, the more people affected by the Song of Heart Eater, the more the red dog could draw strength from their mourning and strengthen itself in the torment of pain.

He is like a death storm, involving everyone in it and obliterating their vitality.

For this reason, Red Dog never cared whether what he killed was the life of the enemy or the life of the king's secret sword, it made no difference to him.

It was as if the soul had been completely swallowed, and the cry of pleading gradually disappeared. People tore apart their flesh and blood, grabbed their kidneys with both hands, and produced red sores out of thin air, convulsed like crazy, and made those sickly voices in their throats.

These people's bodies were covered with deep cracks and blood, as if they had become gardens of pain. Their bodies and souls were completely destroyed in the cruel and weird singing, and their true selves disappeared without a trace.

Lebius walked to Jeffrey's side, reached out and grabbed his trembling arm, and took the heavy bone-crushing knife from his palm under Jeffrey's gaze.

He needs a weapon, a weapon against Red Dog.

Lebius whispered to his partner, "Leave it to me."

"Lebius, is it worth it?"

A hoarse voice sounded from Jeffrey's mouth. Everyone else was in great pain, but Lebius's eyes were extremely clear. Even if he and the red dog were the same level defenders, he shouldn't be so calm. .

In the extreme pain, Jeffrey's senses became sharper, and he could smell the disgusting smell on Lebius.

Geoffrey wasn't stupid, such things were easy to guess... a long time ago.

"Power is just a tool, there is no justice or evil, it just depends on where it is used." Lebius said.

"Don't let power consume you," Geoffrey urged.

Lebius clenched the bone-crushing knife tightly, and then the wolves calmed down. A wolf with a blade biting stood in place, and the glow of the ether disappeared, as if it had died.

All the light is focused on Lebius alone. He knows that wolves pose no danger to the red dog. Instead of wasting ether and wolves biting with blades, it is better to have a one-on-one death fight, by Lebius Si, the wolf, bit off the red dog's throat himself.

"Oh?"

The red dog took a deep breath, as if he could smell the evil smell in the air, he asked inexplicably, "Is it the same in the Bureau of Order? Just like the Pillar of Kingship?"

As if meeting a confidant, Red Dog couldn't help sighing, "I think we should have a lot to talk about."

"I'm not interested in talking to you, I just want to chop off your head." Lebius was as cold as ever.

"Why? Lebius, why do you still stick to your heart after knowing all this?"

The red dog was very puzzled, "Don't you feel the absurdity of the world? It's like... just like what you defend and what you hate are actually the same thing. When you realize all this, don't you feel hopeless? ?”

The so-called royal power is established under the gift of the devil. The day he learned this secret, the red dog who was obsessed with honor went crazy. He didn't understand how Levius was spared and why he was protected by the devil , turned into a demon, his eyes are still so clear.

"Red Dog, if you are desperate just because of this kind of thing, then what you defend, and the spirit you swore to defend, is too weak."

Lebius was not a good talker, but his sarcasm was always sharp.

"Power is only a tool, and only a tool."

The red dog's smile froze, and then he became furious, roaring and swiping his sword, Lebius did not flinch, all the ethereal wolves gathered on him alone, and he controlled him Own.

The overlapping rays of light outlined an illusory giant wolf on Lebius' body.

Mysterious energy, the spirit of the wolf.

Under the superposition of layers of secret energy and ether amplification, in a trance, Lebius seemed to have reached the extreme in this way, his figure distorted into a straight line of light, collided with the red dog, and the next moment roared The explosion and the air flow went straight into the sky, and even a vacuum area was created in the thick mist.

A faint light shines from the dark end.

(End of this chapter)