Endless Debt.

Chapter 760 Confrontation

Hesitant fork in the road.

Thinking about it carefully, Bologo and this ghost place really have a strange relationship. From the beginning of his internship career to becoming a power bearer and leading a temporary action team, Bologo will always be associated with this place. There is an inexplicable intersection.

Fortunately, such an intersection may be completely cut off after today. It is time to cut off the abscess that grew in the city of oath, Opus.

Palmer followed closely behind Borrog, and he swallowed. For so many years, when Palmer encountered the king's secret sword, it was basically a battle of life and death, but now they are actually united, what do you think? Both are uncomfortable.

Under the leadership of Bologo, the king's secret sword gradually penetrated into the big rift, and the fourth seat also silently followed by Bologo's side. Although he is a temporary ally and long-term enemy, he is still a defender higher than himself , but Burlogo's impression of the fourth seat is much better than that of the red dog.

Red Dog doesn't seem to care about anything, this kind of crazy guy is the most troublesome.

"Is this the wandering fork in the road? This is the first time I've come here."

The fourth seat stood in the air corridor, looking at the fog-shrouded buildings, he couldn't help sighing softly, and the rest of the secret swords also stopped, looking at this strange place.

In order to negotiate smoothly, most of the personnel sent by the king's secret sword are newcomers recruited after the secret war. Only a small number of senior secret swords are those who have personally experienced the secret war.

The reason for this arrangement is also to avoid the intensification of conflicts with the Bureau of Order. If both sides send out avengers like Lebius, I am afraid that halfway through the negotiation, the two sides will start a war.

It was surprising that Levius could talk to Red Dog so calmly.

"After stepping into the wandering fork, we are considered to have entered the territory of the enemy," Burrog explained in good time. "This area is the land of the devil, and the king's shield guards hide in it."

"Ah."

The fourth seat nodded, looked around, and sighed again, "This is really a strange place."

For the people of the city of oaths, Opals, the strange scene of the Great Rift is already a part of daily life, but in the eyes of the secret swords, the vision here is close to the extraordinary phenomenon.

These desolate and palpitating buildings hang on the steep cliffs. The air corridors connecting the buildings seem solid, but there is a decaying atmosphere, as if they will collapse at any time.

Looking down at the air corridor ahead, the metal plates and wooden boards overlapped, and they were all covered by sickly vines. They were like whips, tangled and completely uncontrollable.Walking here, it is difficult to tell when the ground under your feet will suddenly collapse, dragging you into the abyss of the cliff, and there is no chance of turning back.

"There is no life..."

The fourth seat murmured, this reminded him of the Pillar of King Power, it was a magnificent building, but it was as dead as a ruin.

Burrog led the procession, serving as both guide and tour guide, giving them a brief introduction to the abominable land.

In the wandering fork road, the mist rises. These sinister mist are like slowly boiling water, full of bad smell and deep tranquility.

They disturbed the team's line of sight, and gradually condensed in the darkness, becoming blind shadows, devouring every deformed building deeply.

The thick smog is tied with stinky blood vessels, penetrating into everyone's blood. Some secret swords are not suitable for the dilapidated air here, and coughing sounds can be heard from time to time in the dense team.

The fourth seat stepped into the mist, then he raised his head, and hideous blurred shadows enveloped him.

There is also a distorted atmosphere inside the building complex. Through the small windows covered by wood, some strange patterns can be seen, which seem to be traces of evil sacrifices. The oil paintings on the walls are also completely distorted and dark. Stains mixed together, as if depicting some kind of brooding evil.

In addition to the marching team, the fourth seat can also see some figures looming in the building complex. They are desperadoes living in the wandering fork road. Everyone's eyes have a strange green color, as if they are bound by this A dark undead.

The fourth seat can hardly imagine how such a complex was born. Between the cliffs, people have to use cables or bulky ladders to cross the dangerous obstacles.

On these ladders, unidentified creatures can often be seen flying out of the hidden corners of the cliffs, and their wings stir up the mist, which makes people feel extremely terrifying.

Black fungi crawled all over the rock walls, they looked like cursed creatures, beyond a certain range, you could feel the stench from those black colonies, like a malicious flag, reminding people that here Not a safe place by any means.

The fourth seat couldn't help but said, "You actually allow such an evil place to exist."

"Fortunately, aren't we going to purify this place today?" Bologo reminded, "We have to go deeper and keep the ether output. The fog below is highly toxic."

Boluo Ge made no secret of the existence of the team. The blockade of the Bureau of Order must have attracted the attention of the king's shield guards. The connection between them and the tyrant was discovered the first moment they stepped into the wandering fork.

It is said to be a surprise attack, but it is actually no different from a frontal war.

The poisonous mist in the depths of the wandering forked road is like concentrated death. It is like an unbearable breath gushing out of the abyss, making people imagine the stinky liquid dripping on their heads.

Bologo couldn't help holding the handle of the sword and the axe. He felt that there was something quietly lurking in the mist, and they were silently sneaking in this endless wasteland.

Their targets are not each other, but those people who strayed into this place. The breath of fear deepens as the poisonous fog deepens in the abandoned buildings, and the surrounding fog becomes thicker and denser. In this dark and lonely world, the poisonous fog has become The source of all fear.

Until the first light came up, the scorching fire stream burst from the top of Bologo's head, and then more fire streams erupted, and they gathered into dense fire rain and meteors, piercing through the fog and hitting the team The air corridor where it is located.

The violent tremors made it difficult to maintain balance, not to mention that the burning fireworks were rapidly burning the rope, and the high temperature melted through the rusted metal baffle.

"go!"

Burrog yelled, and the team sped forward and rushed forward, trying to reach the buildings in front of them before the air corridor broke, but they were greeted by rows of dense gunfire in front of them.

In an instant, dozens of kilograms of ammunition poured towards the team, turning into a barrage of death.

Facing the joint attack from the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword, the King's Shield Guards had already made preparations and built this area into a strong fortress to block Burogo's advance.

It's a pity... If Bologo led a mortal army, they would all be wiped out here, but now he is following an extraordinary army, among which there is the existence of the fourth defender.

The fourth seat didn't even activate the secret energy, but just called out a massive amount of ether, and created an unshakable ether barrier in front of him. Bullets rained and crackled on it, and nothing could be done except sparks. .

The ether barrier began to shrink, and then the defense turned into an attack. The gathered ether blasted into the building complex, the houses collapsed, and the wailing continued, and the fierce gunfire stopped for most of it in an instant.

This is not the end.

A wave of etheric reaction rose in the building complex, and they guarded the periphery of the Misty Abyss Fortress, blocking Burogo's advance.

It was the familiar etheric reaction, and Burrog knew who was standing in his way.

"The Legion of the Wordless."

Looking at the figures coming out of the mist, the fourth seat also recognized this group of mysterious enemies.

The silent Black Armor Legion is holding standard alchemy weapons, which should be aided by the Gray Trader Chamber of Commerce. After a simple inspection, Bologo found that the ether reaction of every wordless person is extremely weak, even the sublimation ones are considered No, it can be seen how large a scale he has split.

However, although the strength of individuals is low, they can build powerful etheric abilities through the connection between ethers, coupled with the support of a large number of alchemy armed forces, as well as those forces that are still hidden in the fog, Bologo realized that this is not true. Will be an easy raid.

"Just as we said, they handed it over to you."

Burrogo said to the fourth seat, "When I find the Shadow King, I will fire the flare."

Linked by the umbilical cord, Borrog is a hound that hunts down the most valuable prey.

The fourth seat nodded, and led the other secret swords forward. Just before the battle, he suddenly said to Bologo, "I thought the Bureau of Order would be a group of people who were not easy to get along with."

"I also thought the King's Secret Sword was a bunch of hard-to-talk guys," said Burlogo.

Burlogo has not been in contact with the fourth seat for a long time, but Burlogo found that he is somewhat similar to the fourth seat. To be precise, both of them are extremely dedicated employees, which makes Burlogo appreciate the fourth seat .

If possible, Burlog wanted to see if he could dig out information from the mouth of the fourth seat.

About why the king's secret sword needs a large number of philosopher's stones, and about the beam of light located in the Kogadel Empire, who is it?

Needless to say the rest, before the start of a new round of volley, the fourth seat led the secret swords to charge forward, the crazy turbulent flow of ether cleared the surrounding fog, the earth trembled and wailed endlessly.

Burrog and Palmer avoided the frontal battlefield and monitored the engagement from a distance, while the two also infiltrated from the side.

No one knows how many enemies are there in the depths, but what Bologo knows is that he only needs to kill everyone he sees who are not from the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword camp.

"It's crazy..."

Palmer looked at the center of the battlefield. The fourth seat looked like a beast breaking into the battlefield. Relying on the suppression of ranks, even though the Wordless Ones had so many alchemy weapons, they still couldn't affect him too much.

Just when Palmer thought that the situation was going to be overwhelmingly won by the fourth place, the etheric reaction of several defenders rose among the silent ones, and the two silver knights brandished their swords to meet the fourth place seat.

The Silver Knights, who are only dominators, are obviously difficult to win the fourth seat, but they will not lose quickly in the hands of the fourth seat. The Silver Knights hold back the fourth seat so that the Legion of the Wordless can re-arm. Pull the trigger and fire a volley of bullets to suppress the secret swords who continue to invade.

A sharp whistling sound came from the sea of ​​fog, causing Palmer to turn his attention back to himself, and then he saw a flock of black birds approaching quickly like dark clouds.

Palmer saw those deformed strange birds again. They spread their wings, and their dark black and gray feathers tangled into disgusting patterns. Their bright red claws and sharp beaks were deformed to varying degrees. When the wings flutter in the air, there will be a palpitating buzzing sound, like a death sickle, which can smash everything in front of it.

In addition to the fourth seat, there are three power losers among them, but other than that, the secret swords are all low-level people such as prayer believers and sublimation practitioners.

The suppression of the firepower of the wordless people and the invasion of the strange birds are extremely threatening to the low-level sublimation people, and even the negative people have been suppressed to a certain extent.

Relying on the advantage of numbers, the attack of the secret swords was temporarily contained.

Countless strange birds are rampaging in the sky, and the deformed flying birds have dense scarlet eyeballs, which can observe all directions of the surrounding environment.

Some speechless people fell down and died. At this time, the strange bird swooped in, and the sharp claws easily dug open the skull. The end of the sharp claws seemed to have synapses, and penetrated deep into the brain, manipulating the fallen corpses. Continue to pick up weapons and fight. When they flap their wings, the heads under their feet will also swing up and down with their movements, like a puppet out of control.

The strange cries continued.

"The King's Shield Guards are fully prepared," Palmer exclaimed. "This power is enough for a small-scale war."

"Don't be distracted, Palmer, it's time to go."

Burrog just glanced at the frontal battlefield, and stopped paying attention.

He will use the umbilical cord to find the Shadow King, and then fire a signal flare to point out the direction for the fourth seat. Before that, the fourth seat will lead the secret swords to kill and share the pressure for Bologo.

The fourth seat did a good job, the king's secret swords involved the Legion of the Wordless, and even the silver knights of the third seat appeared in plural, and this was Bologo's last action At that time, the powerful enemy encountered.

The internal defense of the current Fog Abyss Fortress is extremely empty.

The tumult of killing and blood didn't bother Borrog in the slightest.

"I thought you'd be more excited," Palmer said. "You've always liked this kind of thing, haven't you?"

Burlogo did not answer, he was well aware of the importance of this operation, and his spirit was highly concentrated.

There are too many forces mixed in this time, and no one knows what will happen next.

The king's secret sword may betray, the king's shield may surrender, and the power of the tyrant may be completely released...

The whole situation is like a stable triangular structure, which are equal to each other, but once any one moves closer to the other, it will completely break the balance and bring the battle to the end.

There was a sharp whistling sound, and the strange birds found Bologo and Palmer. They flapped their wings and flew towards them at high speed. Along with them, there were many armed soldiers. and a number of speechless ones.

The Wordless Ones Saw Borogo, The Wordless Ones Saw Borogo.

From the mouth of the crowd, after knowing the weakness of the Wordless, Burrog realized another thing.

Once the Wordless One is the only one in the crowd, his power in the Glory will become extremely terrifying.

This can be seen from the Legion of the Wordless, he is continuously subdividing his own power, but think about it carefully, how much ether does the Wordless have to support such a large-scale legion? ?

The power of a single Glorious One is not enough to support all of this. There must be another force assisting the Wordless One.

Such as the protection of the devil?

Based on these conditions, Bologo speculates that after the many become one, the overlapping power will make the silent people surpass most of the glorious ones, and even touch the power of the crowned ones.

It is full of contradictions, but extremely powerful.

The Wordless One is undead, and the alchemy matrix he carries is too ancient, but the huge amount of ether brought by the unity of the crowd is enough to smooth out the gap between the times. , there should be only Nethaniel, the most aggressive Glory in the history of the Bureau of Order.

And... and Overlord Cylinder.

The blasting howling wind interrupted Bologo's thoughts, and Palmer decisively swung out the storm feathers. They split one by one, and under the support of the strong wind, they set off a metal storm and strangled all the strange birds that approached.

The strong wind came head-on, wrapped in blood foam, and left spots on Burrog's face one by one.

Borrog strode forward to meet the soldiers and the Wordless who stood firm. At the same time, his heart beat faster, blood rushed through his veins, and his blood pressure rose violently.

When attacking from the fourth seat, when falling from the first corpse, when falling from the first drop of blood...

A strange auditory hallucination has come to Bologo's ears. It is a powerful heartbeat, as if it is the heartbeat of a dragon. The sound is so dull and roaring, like a drum of war.

The whispering voice urged Borrog, and when his hand grasped the handle of the axe, there was a scorching heat on the handle, as if Borrog held a piece of burning iron.

But he didn't feel pain.

"It's really weird..."

Bologo pulled out the Bite with his left hand, and swung the Saw-Axe with his right hand. The Bite was as silent as ever, like a shadow with a solid body, while the Saw-Axe continued to exude tyrannical hostility, as if it had come to life Like, smelling full of blood.

When Palmer smelled the thick blood, Burrog had already disappeared by his side, and then a mournful wailing sounded.

Looking at the brutal slaughter, Palmer couldn't help but froze in place.

In the shadow of the sword, the tip of the sword pierced through the flesh, and the blade of the ax cut through the flesh, dripping with blood, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, full of cruelty and violence like a picture scroll.

Bologo hardly had any intention of resting and pausing. He swung all his strength in every blow, trying to make every sword and ax of himself extremely deadly.

After the loud noise, a Wordless Man flew out, his armor was completely shattered, and the blood oozed out unstoppably, and his internal organs had already been crushed into blood stains under the impact of the huge force.

Burrog was silent, like death without a sound.

Leaping forward, the soldier screamed in panic as he pulled the trigger and tried to shoot through Burrog's body, but silver snakes danced wildly, molded into armor, and deflected the warhead.

Swords and axes flew through the air, making devastating noises.

The bite sliced ​​through one soldier's throat, blood gushing out, and then the hatchet lodged in the chest of another soldier, and as he screamed in pain, Burrog swung the hatchet with all his might , picked up the soldier abruptly, and threw it to the ground, instantly destroying the opponent's life.

The gunfire of the soldiers continued, and the swords and axes swung faster and harder.

Bologo held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and the sword edge plunged into a soldier's chest, blood quickly overflowed from the sword mouth, and while turning, Bologo violently threw out the sword edge, briefly After the flight, the nail pierced the body of another soldier, spattering blood.

The snake scale liquid formed a chain and wrapped around Bologo's wrist, and the chain extended forward, tying the hilt of Resentment Bite, pulling back Resentment Bite, and the returned blade split several limbs again.

Burrog's body was full of violence and wildness, like a silent beast.

Palmer also noticed the abnormality of Bologo at this time. He could crush these people to death directly with his secret energy, but he tended to kill them with a knife and axe, like a bloodthirsty monster, enjoying the screams of the enemy .

Wait a minute, it doesn't seem like a big problem.

From the first day Palmer knew Bologo, he was a bloodthirsty violent maniac. Palmer was really surprised that Burlogo's current killing was somewhat inefficient.

Forget it, he'll be happy.

The terrified soldiers have realized their failure.Burrog continued to swing the sword and ax in his hand, pushing them into a corner step by step. The Wordless tried to fight back, but now he was too weak, and he was also cut by the sword.

Surrounded by the smell of blood and fear.

The soldiers couldn't bear this fear anymore, they tried to escape, but the howling black shadow covered his field of vision, accompanied by the sound of the skull prying, the fleeing soldiers, the fallen soldiers, they were groping Under Bird's control, he stood up again.

Bologl swung his handaxe and charged mercilessly at the foe, the blade slicing through the monster bird and the corpses it dominated, cutting out their staccato screams.

The Wordless gathered the only aether they had, and swung the aether sword at Borrog,

Burrog turned around, and the hand ax directly hit the Wordless Man's chest. The blade of the ax seemed to have vitality. After a lot of blood sacrifice, it had been fully awakened.

Amid the trembling sounds, the ax blade actually gnawed at the Iron Armor of the Wordless Man inch by inch, completely piercing through the defense.

Blood spewed out of the Wordless Man's body in an instant, and Burrog continued to pull the hatchet down along the incision, and the hindrance of muscles and bones did not affect his movement in the slightest.

Only the sharp sound of tearing flesh remained, echoing in this deathly silence.