Endless Debt.

Chapter 756 The Expendables

The roar of the engine rang through Bologo's mind, followed by a wave of anger, as if there were countless warriors clamoring beside Bologo, calling for Bologo to lead them to charge and kill , and then Burlogo smelled an inexplicable aroma.

Just the moment of sniffing, a lot of saliva was secreted from Burlogo's mouth, as if it was some kind of delicacy, and his body was about to move along with it, with a strange sense of hunger coming from his abdomen.

Burlogo soon found the source of the scent.

"You smell delicious now." Burrog said calmly.

"what?"

Amyu was stunned, and the sudden words made Aimiao feel at a loss. She sniffed around, and besides the blood on the hatchet, only the smell of engine oil was left on her body, but Burlogo said this good smell.

Does he have any weird quirks?

"Hmm, interesting, this hatchet is affecting me."

Bologo raised the hand axe, nested layers of wrapping tapes, and tied Bologo's palm tightly to the handle of the axe. Blood overflowed from the gap and poured into the hand axe.

"It should be urging me to kill, and you, all the targets that can be killed, will become sweet and delicious under its influence, just like some kind of hallucination."

Burrogo flexed his wrist, and the hatchet cut through the air with a crackling sound.

"You...are you being affected by it?" Amy came back to his senses at this moment, but seeing Burlogo's cold appearance, he didn't look like he was dominated by hallucinations.

"Yes, its erosion of the spirit is weaker than I expected, maybe the demand for blood is not enough."

The sonorous iron cries and battle roars came from Bologo's ears again. It was someone else's blood that was boiling at the moment, but Bologo was used to these things. The impact is not even as good as Amyu's teasing.

"I probably understand that it's really difficult to control this contract item for someone else, but maybe I can give it a try."

As he spoke, Bologo pulled out the grudge hanging from his waist, and the pitch-black blade swiftly slashed down. There was a slight sense of hesitation in his wrist, but then all obstacles disappeared.

The bite swelled, the bandage shattered, and Borrog's bloody hand was freed from the grip of the hatchet, which fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The auditory hallucinations in the ears have weakened, and the words that are about to go out are full of unwillingness and resentment. If this contracted object has self-awareness, it has been hungry in the warehouse of the Bureau of Order for too long. , it cursed loudly.

Boluoge raised his eyebrows. Being in the etheric strength of the negative, his self-healing speed was extremely fast. In a few seconds, the backlash caused by the hand ax had healed.

"Can this contract item be handed over to me?"

As Bologo said, he stepped on the hand axe, completely suppressing its restlessness.

"This was prepared for you," Amyu said, "It's just ashes in the warehouse. If it's handed over to you, it might have a miraculous effect."

Burrogo nodded, waiting patiently for the hatchet to cool until the faint sound of drums and engines had faded away from his ears.

"It's a tricky weapon, but I'm confident I can handle it."

Bologo bent down to pick up the hand axe, avoiding being cut by the sharp blade full of tiny serrations again. The snake scale fluid wrapped around the hand axe, and they gradually became thinner, as if a knife had been carried out on the ax blade. Layers of silver plating completely wrap all its sharp edges.

After waving a few times in his hand, Bologo lamented that this weapon was born for killing. Just holding it, Bologo will have an inexplicable sense of power, and whether it is from the feel of waving or the weight Distribution-wise, this hatchet is perfect.

Wrapped in a black cloth, Bologo casually clamped the hand ax around his waist, as if the bloody scene just now had never happened.

Aimu was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but look around Burrog, "Don't you have any other feelings?"

"No."

"Really? Dizziness? Killing desire? Violence? Not at all?"

Amy babbled a lot, but Burlog kept shaking his head, saying that he had no problem.

"how can that be possible?"

Aimu grabbed Burlogo's hand and checked his heart rate and many other values. After more than ten seconds, the reading results came out. The overall value fluctuated to a certain extent, but it was still within a controllable range.

This time, Amy looked at Burlogo with incredible eyes, and then there was a bit of apology and pity in his eyes.

"I... I always thought you were pretending to be stupid." Amyu murmured, "So you are really stupid!"

"What do you mean?" Burlogo really didn't understand this time.

"Your emotions, are you a piece of wood? Are there no emotional ups and downs?" Aimiao said loudly.

In the file, there is a long list of kills about the Sawaxe. Of course, all the kills are its users. Such a strange and evil weapon is so easy in the hands of Bologo The ground was thrown away and trampled upon.

As a scholar, Amy immediately thought of many things. She grabbed Bologo with both hands and said in tears, "You don't have mental defects and don't know it!"

For example, there is no emotion at all!

Thinking along this line of thought, Ai Miao found that many things made sense.

"No wonder you can smash other people's heads with a blank face, no wonder you don't respond to the fear of the horror of the soul, no wonder..."

Burrog seemed to understand what Amy was talking about. Her overly indifferent reaction made her think that she actually suffered from some kind of psychological defect, and this defect was perfectly covered up by her "rigorousness" and "coldness".

For a while, Bologo didn't know how to explain this to Aimu. He wanted to tell her that he had hacked people for ten years in the broken reality. Not to mention being used to hacking and killing people, practice makes perfect up.

No, it feels like the problem will be bigger if you say it.

Aimu might think that he is an ultimate murderer who is close to numb to murder and can't even suppress this contract object.

"Calm down, I'm healthy, do I need to take out the case that the psychiatrist gave me?"

As Burlog said, he grabbed Aimu's hand instead, "You can also test it yourself."

He added, "Xin Duoying, with it here, I can't lie to you, can I?"

Amy looked at Burlogo suspiciously. Since she was promoted, her sympathetic body has been strengthened, and she has become a superimposed heart. This power can allow Amy to spy on the deeper psychology of others, and even implant some hints , to induce the opponent's actions.

No one wants people to pry into the whole of their heart, and the same is true for Borrog, and since then, he has never overlapped with Amyu, relying on her strength to strengthen.

So is Amy.

The influence of power is reciprocal, just like gravity, when Amy peeks into the depths of Burrog's heart, Burrog will also see her.

Burrogo would be disturbed by the opening of his heart, and so would Amy.

Hearing that Bologo took the initiative to ask herself to explore her heart, Aimiao panicked and hesitated, her words stuttered, and she tried to show her previous toughness.

"No, doesn't it seem like I'm taking advantage of others?"

"Why do I feel that you are bluffing?"

"Okay! It's provocative!"

Aimu mustered up her courage, her palm was illusory and overlapped with Burlog's.

The overlapping of parts is not enough to see the whole heart, but it can also detect some emotions of the other party.

Aimu thought that what greeted her would be an empty and barren spiritual world, but she felt the incomparable tranquility, and the joy rising gradually under the tranquility. The only noise was vague anger and madness. It is the breath left by the saw axe.

"Are you happy?" Amy asked puzzled.

"That's it."

"Why are you happy? Got a new killing toy and can't wait to use it to kill people?" Amyu said, "You are really twisted!"

"No."

Bologo said with a blank face, "I like talking to Aimu very much, just some boring words are fine, it's very decompressive, comfortable and enjoyable."

His voice was as cold as reading a work report, but Amy could clearly feel the joy conveyed by Burlogo.

Amy realized that Burlogo may not have a physical defect, but a facial muscle defect, just like his eyes that are always out of focus, he is not looking down on you, nor is he pretending to be cold, he is just a little short-sighted , Can't see clearly.

Ai Miao withdrew his hand, his mind was a little confused, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"Nothing."

Bologo put away the sawaxe, and it was placed on the back of Bologo's waist under the layers of snake scale fluid.

Thanks to the fact that I joined a behemoth like the Bureau of Order as soon as I joined the job, not only did I not need to go out and compete with others for promotion resources, but even these deadly weapons were allocated in warehouses.

Burrogo is deeply aware of the convenience and benefits of choosing a good company to join. The only downside is that their competitors are equally strong.

"Oh, yes, one more thing."

Burlogo invited, "Palmer and I are going to hold a movie marathon. It may take a long time, and you may need to ask for leave. Are you interested in participating?"

"Okay." Amy replied bluntly, she never missed this kind of thing.

"See you next time."

Burrog left cleanly and without any attachment, leaving Amy alone in the warehouse.

After a period of calmness, she said to herself, "Since... since you have emotions, are you pretending to be stupid on purpose?"

Thinking of this, and thinking of his own ugliness just now, Ai Miao couldn't help clenching his fists, and that subtle desire to win emerged again.

Bologo strode in the corridor, his thoughts getting involved in the contract he had just obtained.

This kind of extremely dangerous thing is not something that Ai Miao can give to himself if he thinks it is suitable for him. It must have been approved by the decision-making room.

Hell, since knowing the nature of the people, no matter what order the decision-making room issued, Burlogo couldn't help thinking about it as a potential conspiracy.

There is a lot of suspicion about this kind of thing, and it is very tiring.

Just when Burlogo thought of this, he suddenly noticed something, the corridor in front of him was very familiar, as if he had just walked through it.

Bologo has always been a practicalist. The snake scales extended outwards, threw out a throwing knife, and stabbed it firmly on the ground. Bologo ran forward and turned a few turns. Returning to the original position again, he pulled the flying knife from the ground.

He's stuck in a vicious circle.

Belphegor?

The conversation I had with Lebius before must have attracted his attention. Maybe he is playing tricks now. Although this devil is imprisoned in the depths of the Bureau of Order, he still has a certain amount of interference in the reclamation room. ability.

A slight tremor sounded, and Bologo noticed a straight gap appeared on the wall in front of him. The gap cracked and expanded toward the two sides, and a door with the same specifications as the other doors suddenly emerged from behind the wall.

Burrog noticed the nameplate on the door.

decision room.

Bolog took a long breath, then raised his eyebrows. He tidied up his clothes, made himself closer to perfection, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and then, with all his strength, Bolog opened the door. The doorknob opened the darkness.

After a short period of dizziness, Bologo appeared in an extremely turbid darkness, and then a dull and long tone sounded in the darkness, and then the light descended one by one, illuminating the magnificent upside-down hall.

Bologo has already been here once, and he is no stranger to everything that will follow. After passing through the long and boring invisible steps, Bologo saw Maria again in the deep darkness, or Say, everyone.

Burrogo sat down on the chair, and he had given up thinking about the nature of the chair.

tentacle?Roshan?Who cares?

Bologo said, "From the direct summons from everyone, I guess something big is going to happen, right?"

Maria smiled slightly, and she said, "The Bureau of Order is ready to negotiate with the King's Secret Sword."

"Are you sure?"

Bologo had already expected it in his heart, but he still couldn't accept it when Maria said it himself, "There are many people in the Field Service Department who are dissatisfied with this matter."

"I know."

"Are you planning something? Could this negotiation be just an illusion."

Maria smiled without saying a word.

Sometimes, not answering is also an answer.

Burrog's heart was ready.

Maria said, "The second negotiation with the King's Secret Sword will take place in the Great Rift, but this is just a cover. We will launch a joint raid on the Wandering Fork Road for the purpose of negotiation."

"Should we unite with the King's Secret Sword to deal with the King's Shield Guard first?" Bologo said, "How can you be sure that the King's Secret Sword will cooperate with us?"

"Because we'll give him what he wants."

"Xilin's body."

"Yes, Xilin's body will also appear in the negotiation, and it will be guarded by Nethaniel himself. The king's secret sword will see what they dream of, and this will also be our sincerity."

Burrogo sneered at Maria's words, "Do you think the king's secret sword is trustworthy?"

"No," Maria said confidently, "but this is our home field, and I have the confidence to control everything well."

"hope so."

Bologo knew that he couldn't justify the crowd, it contained huge wisdom, and even if Burlogo had ten brains, he would not be able to defend against the crowd.

"Then what did you call me here for? It's not just listening to your nonsense, is it?"

Maria said, "I have a task for you."

Burrog stared into Maria's eyes, which were so hollow, as if soulless, in the visions all had conjured up.

"What capacity should I take on this task, a member of the special operations team, or the leader of the temporary operations team."

"Leader, Bologo leader."

Bologo breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that Lebius was not involved in this matter. He could understand Lebius' hatred, but he also hoped that Lebius could live a good life.

"Although there were some problems in your previous infiltration operation, the results are very good. It has roughly ascertained the strength of the King's Shield Guards and the plague of decay they prepared.

Under the tyrant's protection, they are still in the cloud. We don't know when they will unleash the plague of decay. We must act as soon as possible.

I hope you can serve as a guide and lead the King's Secret Sword to raid the King's Shieldguard. "

Hearing this, Bologo's mood was a bit complicated. He actually wanted to join forces with the enemy, "Is it just me?"

"Only you."

"You are also afraid of the king's secret sword's breach of trust, aren't you?"

"Yes, that's why you, as an undead, are sent to act. Even if you are betrayed, we can recover you to reduce meaningless casualties."

"Sounds like a useful tool for me."

Burlogo had no objection to this. Without his teammates by his side, he could give it a go. Church's tragedy would not happen again, which made him feel a lot easier.

"More than that, I chose you because you have the ability to personally execute these traitors in spite of being betrayed."

Maria's recognition of Burlogo's ability surprised him.

"Is this the trick of the king's secret sword? He threatened to continue the negotiation and even Xilin's body, and ordered them to send someone to deal with the king's shield guard... Anyway, this is also a traitor split from them, and they should be willing." For this." Borogolan understood the relationship.

After pondering for a moment, Bologo made a request, "I want to bring someone to act with me."

"Who?"

"My partner, Palmer Clarks."

An unnatural smile appeared on Maria's face, "Your partner is not immortal."

"I know, but I also know that he has a grudge against that man named Morrison. If Palmer can't kill that bastard himself, he will be depressed for a long time."

Burrog said quietly, "If Church can't wake up, he will be depressed for the rest of his life, which is too bad."

"So you brought him? You should know what this team means to a certain extent..."

"The Expendables, I understand."

Bologo interrupted, the situation in the Great Rift is so chaotic, and there are figures of devils interspersed in it. The defenders are all staring at each other's defenders, and the Glorious Ones are hovering around the battlefield. Under the highly tense atmosphere, , a power-loser like Borrogo has instead become the protagonist of the stage.

"If he knows that I don't take him with me for this kind of thing, he will really resent me. What's more, I also promised him to kill that bastard with him."

Burlogo added, "Above all, I trust his luck."

Maria was amused, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure he always thought he was unlucky, but he didn't realize that if he had a bad luck, he wouldn't be able to live to this day."

Burrog said, "Even I have died countless times, and I have come back to life as an undead."

"Palmer is the real lucky one, but he doesn't know it."

The more Burlogo thinks in this direction, the more he wants to laugh. If Palmer's life is used as the protagonist to write a story, it is simply vulgar.

Born is the designated heir of a big family, and has a childhood sweetheart from the same big family, and lived a smooth life to adulthood. Although there were ups and downs after work, he was lucky enough to survive, and he also encountered such a working ability as himself A very strong partner who solves all the inconveniences in his position for him.

That's great, Palmer's life experience made into a movie, it must be a bad movie that is too good to be true.

Enough jokes have been said, and Bologo became serious. He asked seriously, "If only a few power holders are relied on, the king's shield guard cannot be solved."

The Shadow King, the Third Seat, the Wordless One, and those hidden powers, who knows what Burrog will face after the sea of ​​fog.

"You don't have to worry about this. The King's Secret Sword will send out the fourth seat and many power holders and believers to cooperate. This is an operation for them to completely wipe out the second faction. In this regard, they are stronger than us. Happy to fight."

Prior to this, the servant Wang Dunwei had been hiding under the rule of the Bureau of Order. Even if the first seat wanted to wipe out the second seat, it would not be able to dispatch much force. For them, this was also a rare opportunity.

"Aren't you afraid that the first seat and the second seat will unite in turn against us?"

Burlogo felt that the complexity of this incident was that neither party could trust the other, and everyone was suspicious of the opponent.

"The conflict between the first seat and the second seat is irreconcilable and unavoidable. They absolutely cannot join forces." Maria said with great certainty.

Boluoge felt that his thoughts were in a mess. In the Bureau of Order, they really carried out the matter of those who can do more work to the end.

"What about the tyrant?" Bologo asked, "The Legion of the Wordless is much bigger than I expected. According to my understanding of them, once he is cornered, he will reach the rank of the Glorious One."

A glorious person is enough to completely smash all the conspiracies and schemes.

After hearing it, Maria laughed instead, and asked, "What do you think is the undead form of the Wordless?"

"Constantly splitting itself, as long as there is still a wordless person, he can split the size of the legion again. If you want to kill him, unless you kill all the wordless people at the same time... This is almost impossible. possible thing."

Burrog marveled. He was sure that the Wordless One must have a backup. Even if all the Wordless Ones in the wandering fork were killed, the backup would wake up in another safe house.

"That's it," Maria said with a firmer tone, "so the speechless will never become the Glorious One."

"why?"

"When he arrived at the Glorious One, it means that all the power is gathered in the hands of one person, and it also means that there is only one person left in the Legion of the Wordless," Maria said the curse of death, " That is to say, as long as he who is the Glory is killed, the Legion of the Wordless will no longer exist, and he will be completely killed."

Like the teasing and curse from the devil, when the wordless man wants to gather his power in one place to satisfy his greedy heart, it is also the moment when he will be endowed with the concept of "death".

He didn't dare to take risks, and he was greedy for power, so he could only fall into this endless cycle of longing and be tortured.

The crowd saw through the essence of the undead, it asked contemptuously.

"Do you think he has the courage to fight to the death?"

If there is no accident, I will take a day off tomorrow.