Endless Debt

In Bolog's eyes, Sere's image has always been absurd. He is obviously a noble undead, but he wanders around nightclubs all day long, in the arms of women, and occasionally jumps to the dance floor. Center, showing off his pole dancing talents to everyone.

Bologe had the opportunity to observe it once. Before that, he thought Sere was joking with him. But when Bologe saw this muscular guy spinning at high speed with a slender steel pipe between his legs, Bologe was stunned. Still, I can’t help but feel the impact of the so-called world view.

Sere cheered and spun around, scattering flowers and drinks evenly. The crowd below cheered for his spin, and men and women shouted his name.

"Sere!"

"Sere!"

In that carnival scene, Boluogo had a stiff face and looked out of place.

It's not that Boluogo deliberately wanted to create a bad atmosphere. Others didn't understand Sere, but Boluogo did. When he thought of the handsome and somewhat funny guy with heavy makeup in front of him, he was once a night tribe lord. There is an indescribable sense of absurdity, as if the whole world has gone crazy.

After the absurdity, what emerged from Boluogo's heart was no longer surprise, but a touch of sadness.

Bologo has heard Sere's story many times, and Bologo also knows a lot about everything about him, but no matter how he tells it, it is only a story that floats in other people's mouths, not what is presented in front of him. Reality.

Now that reality has come, Boluogo feels an indescribable bitterness.

Serre, Serre Velaris, he personally buried the Empire of Evernight and became the greatest rebel and hero of that era. After a long time, he became what he is now.

To be honest, it was difficult for Boluogo to connect these two completely different experiences to the same person, and it was even harder to imagine what kind of things would happen to a person to have such a huge turning point in his life.

All this time, all this was like an unsolved mystery, swirling in Boluogo's mind.

Until Sere told the story between him and Elsa, until a few minutes ago, after he said goodbye to Olivia in the Butcher's Pit...

"Ha...how strange!"

While running, Burlogo laughed inexplicably, and his laughter caught Palmer's attention.

Palmer asked, "Is it so stressful?"

As Burlogo's partner, Palmer knew Burlogo very well, perhaps even more than Aimu.

Palmer knew very well that whenever Burlogo told some bad jokes uncharacteristically, or laughed non-stop, it meant that the guy was stressed to the extreme and needed to tell bad things to relieve himself.

"No, I just thought of something interesting," Bologo said.

"What's up?"

Palmer was curious.

"Sere," Bologg smiled and swung his sword to split the obstacle in front of him, tearing apart the heavy masonry and the bloodthirsty man together, "Don't you think he looked quite handsome just now? "

Boluogo smiled and imitated, "Just like the plot of the movie, you leave first and I stop later."

Palmer frowned. Of course he knew the plot of the movie, but Palmer still had a hard time understanding the point of Burlog's laughter. He didn't understand what was so funny about this situation.

"so what?"

"So, when I think about how handsome he looked just now, and then when I think about how he looked pole dancing..."

Boluogo couldn't help holding his breath to prevent himself from laughing.

Should I say it or not, the two of them are indeed partners, and they can be said to have the same chemistry in this matter. Palmer was stunned for a moment, and then like Burlogo, he tried to hold his breath. Unfortunately, his control was still Much worse than Boluogo, intermittent laughter leaked out.

Palmer apologized, "Sere, I'm really sorry!"

Sere finally had such a consciousness and sacrificed his life for it. The two of them actually laughed instead of being grateful. This was so sinful.

"what are you guys saying?"

Olivia peeked at the two of them. She knew that the two were discussing Sere, but what they said was like argot, and Olivia couldn't understand it at all.

"Nothing, nothing."

Boluogo shook his head repeatedly. The relationship between Sere and Olivia had finally eased a little. He did not want to break the image that Sere had just established in Olivia's heart.

Boluogo sighed, "Speaking of which, I've always felt that guys like Sere are straight out of comedy movies."

"Yes, there are very few people who can maintain that absurd look after going through such a tortuous life like him."

Weier lay on top of Boluogo's head and said, "Even among the many undead in the Undead Club, Sere's mental state is quite sound."

In the Undead Club, the undead either live in their own residences around the world, or are concentrated in the Undead Club. Some of them choose to sleep here in order to reach the more distant future, but some people, like Samuel longs for tranquility. The long life has distorted their minds, so they choose to sleep and be independent from the world.

For this reason, despite the fact that there are many undead in the Undead Club, there are really only a few who are mentally sound and capable of working. Sere is one of them. This may also be the reason why he was later selected by Sai Zong to become the bartender.

"Huh? Boluogo, why do you look a little sad?"

Weier lay down and noticed the change in Boluogo's demeanor. He was clearly making fun of Sere just now, but now he looked sad again.

The rapid change of mood made Weier worried.

Bologo said, "Nothing, just feeling a little sad for Sere."

Wei'er didn't understand, "Sad? Why?"

Palmer whispered, "Some people say that the core of comedy is tragedy,"

Boluogo nodded lightly, "The more interesting and absurd Sere's experience is, the more I can't help but think, is he suffering unimaginable sadness somewhere we can't see?"

"Even after Sere joined the Undead Club, what he did, could it be a kind of self-exile that numbs the soul?"

Rumbling sounds came from all directions, and it sounded like something was being broken. It might be reality, it might be a building, it might be a group of flesh and blood, or it might be someone's heart.

Boluogo slowed down, and the teammates who were following him also slowed down. He looked around, and everywhere he looked, everything was collapsing and destroying, being dragged ruthlessly by the magnificent force. Into nothingness.

Countless corpses were flying, and then hovering in mid-air, near or far, as small as dust and birds, with blue and white light bands interspersed between the ruins, the tall royal city was close at hand, it slightly Trembling and emitting distant wails, the Origin Tower hung high above everyone's heads, like a sword waiting to fall.

The overlap of the etheric realm is spreading to all directions, like the aftermath of destruction. Following the footsteps of everyone, Boluogo guessed that when they enter the Origin Tower, the Origin Tower will most likely fall into the etheric realm.

Boluogo looked around vigilantly. Not long ago, they had just been chased out of the Pilgrimage Court by the Heartless. Logically speaking, they could just go back along the previous route, but this series of extraordinary disasters completely The royal city was distorted into another scene.

This magnificent royal city has experienced too many destructions, first the Dawn War, and then all the current disasters. Now more than half of the area has been reduced to ruins, and the tall city walls have been blown to pieces. Stones were scattered on the ground, and the towers standing on the edge were broken into several sections. The tower body was in dilapidated condition, as if it would collapse at any time.

On top of the ruins, countless clusters of flesh and blood are growing, and scarlet carpets of bacteria are spreading outward. Like viruses, they are devouring the life of the city, turning it into a place full of death and decay.

After Boluogo moved away the collapsed boulders, the twisted and buried entrance appeared again. In the messy corridor, there were also some scarlet carpets, which wrapped each corpse. For a moment In a moment, the armor was corroded and penetrated, feasting on the flesh and blood.

Olivia waved her shadow and opened a path forward in the thick flesh. Bologg passed through it and noticed the twisted and painful faces. It was hard to imagine what kind of torture they went through before death. .

When everyone was about to completely walk into the depths of the palace and return to the pilgrimage court, the etheric reaction of the Glorious Ones came from the distance, and invisible ripples swept across the earth with a fatal shock wave, further destroying the crumbling royal city.

Boluogo looked back. After a brief pause, a tall red crystal suddenly rose from the ground. Its surface was uneven and full of sharp edges. It penetrated into the sky, emitting a blazing glow, flowing like lava, and surrounding it. Everything was dyed red.

"What's that?"

Palmer became nervous. There had been enough disasters here today.

The red crystals continued to grow wildly. They broke through the ground in clusters, intertwined with each other, and continued until the entire area was turned into a huge transparent crystal nest.

Boluogo didn't recognize this power, and he couldn't help but worry about Sere. It was already too much for him to attract the Night King's attention alone, and now a new power came.

"Don't be nervous, that's Sere's secret power."

Olivia looked into the distance with a complicated expression. After a hundred years, she once again saw Sere's secret power.

I remember that when I was a child, Olivia liked these beautiful crystals very much, and Sere never refused her. He often gave her a lot and let her play with them as she pleased. In her grief, she realized belatedly that those beautiful crystals were all made of blood.

"Is that so?"

Boluogo breathed a sigh of relief. This was the first time he saw Sere's secret power after having known him for so long.

Olivia asked curiously, "Have you always cared so much about Sere?"

Boluogo guessed Olivia's thoughts, "Why, do you think it's shocking that someone cares about a bastard like Sere?"

"Roughly the same."

Olivia didn't hide it, "It's hard to imagine that you would like such a guy."

"Like it doesn't count, we are just friends. In addition to the relationship of friends, it may be... it may be that we can see the same fate in Serei."

Boluogo chatted with Olivia patiently. At the same time, the palace was still shaking, and large areas of dust were flying.

Olivia stared at Boluogo in confusion. She was Sere's daughter, but she had always had a hostile look at this father. Even though Sere had become handsome just now, this handsomeness could not be restored much. Olivia's favor made her feel at best that this coward who had been running away had finally taken on his responsibilities.

"Are you trying to excuse Sere?"

"Excuse? How could it be, don't say I am excusing, I don't intend to defend him at all," Boluogo sought Olivia's approval, "After all, he is indeed an incorrigible bastard, right? "

"Then what?"

"I'm just thinking that even such a bastard will have his way back one day. Although this is not enough to wash away his guilt, it does seem that he is trying to save himself."

Boluogo's voice paused, "Sometimes I wonder if my future will be like Sere."

"I've always thought you were a person who was confident in yourself," Olivia said. "You think you'll fail like him?"

"Of course not. I'm Boluogo. How could I fail and be knocked down?"

Burlogo smiled and moved forward, "But sometimes, just to pass the time, I can't help but think about those things."

"Speaking of which, I have a strange hobby."

On the way forward, Bologo found a familiar road. It seemed that even if the appearance of the royal city was distorted, the internal roads remained intact, but it didn't matter even if it was incomplete. Bologo knew the approximate location of the Origin Tower. Just use secret energy to push across.

"Sometimes in the afternoon, I will stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and look at the passers-by on the street. I will guess who they are, where they come from, and what they are going to do."

Boluogo whispered, "What workers like us fear most is to gradually lose our emotions and minds in the endless killing. For this reason, I often try to feel other people's emotions and their lives. "

Olivia asked, "Did the empathy end up with Sere in the end?"

"Probably, maybe it's not empathy, but some kind of...resonance?" Boluogo frowned and said sheepishly, "Sorry, I'm not sure whether the meanings of these two words overlap."

"In short, every time I see Serei lonely, I can't help but think of myself. When I see him partying with a wine bottle, I feel inexplicably sad."

Boluogo suddenly stopped walking. He did not continue to speak, and he had no extra emotions. He was sentimental about Sere.

Holding on to the Gnaw and Brutal saw axe, behind the broken door, the Pilgrimage Court is already in front of you, and under the stairs leading to the Origin Tower, a lonely figure wearing armor has been waiting for a long time.