Endless Debt

After working with Boluogo for a long time, Aimu has more or less figured out Boluogo's habits in battle.

Sometimes Boluogo will give up some efficiency and choose to fight with his sword himself, enjoying the feeling of sword and blood. Sometimes he will be extremely focused on efficiency, crushing flesh and blood like a machine. Sometimes he will also stand aside. While fighting, verbally attacking the opponent not only destroys the enemy's body, but also destroys their soul.

It is strange that Boluogo is like a contradictory complex. He is both rational and crazy. While focusing on efficiency, he is also deliberately immersed in the pleasure of abnormal sadism.

Aimu often worried that Boluogo would turn into a bloodthirsty madman, but after every battle, he was incredibly calm, and he could come up with sufficient reasons to explain his various cruel actions in the battle. all of these.

But what Aimu can be sure of is that in the long battle, she has rarely seen such a Boluogo, without any warning or preparation, just like a hot head, making crazy moves beyond imagination.

Detonate the light.

"Oh my God! You are really crazy!"

Aimu knew very well what kind of disaster would be caused by activating the crystal core. She also understood that under such conditions, it was perfect to cause such a disaster, but...but she still found it difficult to accept it.

It feels like there is a button in front of you that can destroy the entire city. Anyone would hesitate for a moment, but Bologo raised his hand and smashed it.

He kept screaming, but Aimu still fully supported Boluogo's actions. The few ethers in his body were quickly withdrawn by Boluogo, and all of them were thrown into the crystal core.

The glow is blazing, shining brightly.

In an instant, the unruly flames broke through the shackles of the crystal core. The burning flames were like bright red fluff, and like the rapidly expanding scorching sun, they instantly engulfed everything around them.

Boluogo's entire arm was swallowed up by absolute fireworks and light. The flesh and blood peeled off and healed quickly, as if he was holding a burning star. The strong light occupied all of Boluogo's field of vision. Everything melted and flowed out like blazing heat. Metallic liquid.

The shrill wail resounded through the lair, and the Throat of the Abyss recognized the terrifying fireworks. In its long life, there were few things that could harm it, and this light was one of them.

Witnessing the expansion of the blazing sun, the Throat of the Abyss once felt unbearable phantom pain coming from the scars on its body, as if the extinguished fireworks were ignited again, burning its flesh and blood from the inside out.

It tried to escape from here, but saw that the scorching sun was rapidly expanding in front of its eyes.

Boluogo roared, holding the crystal core with his charred hands, and the massive ether guided the direction of the burning light until it was constrained into a huge fire sword that penetrated the sky.

The light burned around the throat of Tun Yuan.

A burning aura filled the air. The aura rose, swirled, and even began to twist and vibrate. Accelerated by the heat, it formed a powerful airflow.

The heat wave lingers and turns into a storm.

The scorching heat wave was like a huge arm, fiercely sweeping across the body of the Abyss Maw. The monster rolled and roared. It wanted to escape, but in this winding lair, it had nowhere to hide.

The overflowing storm swept everything it encountered into it. Under the extreme burning, wisps of white air rose from the surface of the Yanyuan Throat. That was because the water in its body was rapidly evaporating, leaving its pale and smooth skin. It shriveled up, like the dry and cracked earth, and the gaps were filled with scarlet and tender flesh.

The light surged like a flood, rushing through the lair. They surged out from the crack in the winding path where Bologl came from. A shocking pillar of fire rose from the fortress of Morrowind, and the scorching heat evaporated the rainwater. , the heat wave hits our face.

On the other side, the light burned the bodies of the bloodthirsties and erupted from the end of the darkness. In the distant land of eternal night, it also released a striking fire that reached the sky and illuminated the gray world.

"what is that?"

Devin raised his head and looked at the blazing fire rising from the royal city from a distance. The fireworks were so bright, like a holy fire that purified the world.

"Sun! Sun!"

A burst of cheers rang out from the prison car, and Melissa tried her best to stick her head out and cheer for the fireworks.

The deformed world cultivated Melissa's deformed world view. She couldn't help but kneel down while looking at the fire, clasping her hands in prayer.

"It turns out that the sun has always been there... but it was imprisoned in the dark underground."

Melissa murmured to herself, mistakenly thinking that the sun was under the royal city, and the erupting fire was just a ray of its endless brilliance.

The surrounding blood people heard Melissa's words. Many of them were believers in the church. They crowded over and rushed to look at the bright color.

"Sun! Sun!"

Like crazy, they stretched their hands out of the gap and cheered together.

"Shut up!"

The blood tax collectors knocked on the cages and beat the outstretched arms hard, trying to calm these people down, but this time they could not hear the familiar screams, and some just screamed fanatically, with tears filling their eyes.

"Calm down, everyone!"

A loud voice rang out, drowning out everyone's cheers. Melissa turned around and saw the priest squeezed out of the crowd. He was still alive.

"Look! Everyone, the sun is about to break free!" the priest said happily, "the sun is about to break through the haze!"

"sun!"

The believers shouted together again, and the sound was like a wave, one after another.

Under the fervor of belief, Devin could not sympathize with them at all. He knew that it was not the so-called sun at all... He would rather believe that it was the sun. It was difficult to stay awake in a cruel world. Devin longed for it. Feeling numb.

"sun!"

Another burst of cheers sounded, but this sound no longer came from the prison car in front of them, but from further away, among other blood people teams.

Devin looked over in surprise. More and more cheers were heard. In addition to the sun, there were also people shouting other words. The sounds were a little blurry and Devin couldn't distinguish them. But he thought, even if the languages ​​​​are different and the vocabulary is different, , but what these people are calling for should be the same thing.

In this gloomy world, when people pray for some supernatural power to come and save them from fire and water, everyone's ideas coincide and merge together.

Looking at the dying fire, Devin murmured, "The sun..."

Violent shaking spread to the royal city. The regent moved his eyes away from the Butcher's Pit and looked at the blazing fireworks. He couldn't help but feel nervous for a moment. That was the location where the legions gathered and moved in. It was also there, swallowing The Throat of the Abyss opened a series of winding fissures across the sea.

Trick asked, "What's going on?"

The regent narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously, "It seems that some impatient guy is trying to cross the winding cracks and reach the land of eternal night."

The passage is two-way. Since the disobedient army of the Royal Court can reach the fortress of Morrowind, the warriors from the Wind Source Highlands can naturally use this to counterattack the Land of Evernight.

Trick asked, "Should we close the Warp Rift?"

"There's no rush yet."

The regent said as he pulled out the dark and wriggling shadow blade from his arms.

Countless sparks scattered from high in the sky, like red snow or burnt ashes.

The light fell on the bloodthirsty body. At first it was just burning pain, and then wisps of fireworks rose up again.

Just like a plague of flesh and blood corroding inorganic matter, the light is like an unquenchable cursed fire that spreads rapidly among the bloodthirsty, triggering a series of burnings.

Naturally, Boluogo's power cannot be compared with the light-scorching matrix created by King Solomon, and it does not have the support of the endless ether in the ethereal world. However, this remaining ether turned into the last firewood, and it is still to a large extent. Burning the enemy's entire army.

Until the ether was completely burned out, the fireworks gradually died down and gathered back into the cracks in the winding path. In that dark lair, the light burned dry the remaining ether of Bologo.

After a flash of light, Boluogo, whose whole body was burned and carbonized, stepped out of the remaining fire. He held onto his resentment, and in front of him was the Maw of the Abyss, which was also burned and covered with scars.

"Bologo!"

Bologo heard the cry of the Throat of the Abyss again, this time the voice was full of resentment and hatred. It shook its body, and its charred body healed slowly, with lumps of charcoal like scales. , faded from its body.

Dots of blue starlight lingered around Bologe. Bologe inhaled hard with his dry throat. The soul fragments in his body were completely burned and converted into hot ether, filling Bologe's alchemical matrix again. .

Although it could not bring Bologo's ether back to its peak, it was enough to support him in the next battle. The Gift of Time Axis also quickly healed Bologo's body with the support of ether.

The rugged body became full of flesh and blood again, and the bent waist became straight. Boluogo coughed twice and spit out a lot of ashes.

When fully activated, the power of Guangzhuo is truly astonishing. Not only did it drain Bologo's ether, but it also caused damage to the Throat of the Abyss. However, when fully activated, Guangzhuo's power will no longer be controlled by Boluogo. , if it were anyone else, he would be the first to be buried in the sea of ​​​​fire before killing the enemy.

"Still... do you still want to continue?"

Aimu asked cautiously. It could be seen that Boluogo's hatred for the Throat of the Abyss... no, it was very purposeful.

"Um."

Boluogo responded coldly, raised his resentment and moved forward again. He still had many methods that he had not used yet, and they were far from reaching the limit.

The Throat of the Abyss also saw Boluogo's unrelenting ferocity. It took two steps back and tore open a crack in the winding path.

"Asshole!"

Boluogo roared forward, and at this time, most of the body of the Abyss-Swallowing Throat had penetrated. This cunning monster did not intend to continue to entangle with Boluogo.

The snake scale liquid was thrown out quickly, entangled into a spiral anchor in mid-air, and started to gallop suddenly.