Endless Debt

The heavy rain made the roof of the car slippery and wet, and while traveling at high speed, strong winds hit the face. Ordinary people could not stand at all in this situation, but Boluogo stood as steadily as a rock.

Holding the last iron spear, dense patterns spread from the palm to the steel, as if there is an invisible furnace smelting the metal. The twisted iron spear turned into a short sword in the right hand, and the excess steel ran along the arm. Crawling, forged into rough gauntlets.

The beam of light was in front of him, but Bologg's attention was not on Thorndike at this moment. He ran quickly, flying between the carriages like a hound. When he passed the carriage where Thorndike was, he Without stopping, he went straight to the front of the train.

Killing Thorndike was a secondary goal; the primary goal now was to stop the train and keep its cargo here.

Palmer's cheers continued. This guy was like a real robber, shooting at the train with a submachine gun.

It’s unclear where Palmer took out the submachine gun, and I don’t know why this guy brought a submachine gun when he went out to ride his bike at night.

In short, Palmer alone managed to fight with the momentum of an army. Under the pouring bullets, he beat everyone so hard that they dared not show their heads.

But soon, the soldiers in the carriage reacted and they fired back. The dense bullets kept passing through under the rain curtain. In the blue rain and mist, the remaining gunfire kept flashing and extinguishing.

Palmer couldn't hold on any longer. There were desolate wilderness on both sides of the train. There was no cover for this guy to hide from, let alone the fact that he had to ride a bicycle to follow the train closely.

If this guy's "gift" happens, maybe in the next second, Palmer will turn into a ball of fire, including his person and his car.

Bologo immediately made a judgment. He punched the roof of the car under him, and the metal structure broke instantly. Before the soldiers in the car had time to react, Bologo fell from the sky and appeared among them.

The cold wind poured in along the big hole opened by Bologo. Under the bursts of coldness, the terrifying face released a frightening murderous intention.

"Anyone want to get out of the car?"

The voice penetrated through the mask and was distorted into a hoarse, low tone.

"Enemy attack"

The soldiers noticed Bologg. Some were still shooting at Palmer in the wilderness, while others drew out their daggers and prepared to slit Bologg's throat.

"It seems like no one wants to get off the bus."

Boluogo said to himself, turning his head and setting off a storm of blood.

The narrow carriage and dense soldiers restricted the use of firearms. Bologe liked to fight in this limited environment. It was like a ring, and what Bologe was fighting was an irregular ring battle.

The dagger slashed towards Bologg, but was blocked by the arm armor. The metal made a sharp cutting sound. Then Bologg grabbed the soldier's arm holding the dagger with one hand and raised it high. At the same time, The soldier's armpits were directly exposed to his eyes.

With murderous intent boiling over, he kicked the soldier's calf. He knelt down despite the pain. Bologg thrust out his dagger, stabbed it along the raised left armpit, and penetrated the heart from the side.

Letting go of the dead body, Boluogo stretched out his hand and pressed it on the carriage, and a cyan light track flashed across the carriage.

The soldiers approaching Boluogo had no idea what was going to happen next. They still wanted to chop Boluogo into pieces with their knives, but the next second the steel screamed.

Secret Power: Hand of Recruitment.

Invisible hands tore at the carriage, shattering and twisting the metal structure, turning it into rough spears and axes, piercing and shredding the interior of the carriage.

The soldiers were instantly cut into countless pieces, and their bodies were thrown from the broken gap in the carriage and merged with the blood into the heavy rain.

There was no pity in Boluogo's eyes, and he didn't even pay much attention.

He opened his hands and stroked the steel on the road. The cyan light tracks crawled all over the carriage like cold poisonous snakes. As Boluoge approached, the blood-stained spears and axes collapsed and twisted one after another, as if they were giving way to the king. Defender of the line.

Boluogo knew that this was the end of the carnival, and he no longer held back. The ether was released to his heart's content, and the alchemical matrix was burning wantonly. Under the glow of the light, the metals that were clearly hard and cold turned out to be liquid-like at this moment. Softness and fluidity.

Like mercury.

The dark metals spread out their wildly dancing arms, like spreading thorns. They followed Boluogo's outstretched hands, crawling all over Boluogo's body like a group of snakes, until they completely covered his body.

There was a faint sound of forging in the wind and rain. The invisible craftsman swung a heavy hammer and hit the unformed steel until the steel hammer turned red, as if it was burning.

The metal is stacked on top of each other like snake scales, first the arm armor, then the breastplate. Bundles of sharp and slender iron feathers extend between the gaps. As Bologg advances, the sound of tapping becomes heavier, and the skirt The armor scraped against each other, and a beast-like breathing sound came from under the exposed ferocious mask.

Cyan light tracks were like blood vessels, covering every inch of the armor and extending to both hands.

Boluogo kicked the car door open, and the cold heavy rain washed his armor to a shine.

Touching the rusty metal, Borogo summoned a heavy guard ax from it.

The bright ax surface reflected Boluogo's face, and the metal snakes climbed up his face. The snakes solidified into a helmet, but the helmet did not hide the terrifying face. Under the chilling and horrifying aura, he seemed to be digging. The cavalryman who opened the grave.

Thorndike, who was far away in the rear car, noticed the violent etheric reaction here. After a brief hesitation, he realized Bologg's purpose. He wanted to stop the train.

"Stop him!"

Thorndike roared angrily that the train must not stop. He tried to catch up with Boluogo, but at this time, dense bullets were shot out of the window, and the hail of bullets passed overhead, suppressing everyone in the carriage.

Waves of cheers came, as the lunatic was not afraid of death, ignoring the soldiers' counterattack, and galloped all the way in the wilderness.

Thorndike was a little confused about this guy. He looked like he had just escaped from a lunatic asylum, but it was this guy who successfully suppressed them.

There was no time to hesitate. Luminous patterns appeared from Thorndike's body surface. He simply released the secret energy. While releasing the power, he also tried to chase Boluogo. Taking advantage of Palmer's time to reload, Thorndike came to the next carriage.

A sudden, howling wind mixed with icy rain poured into the car along the cracks in the window. In an instant, the wind force increased several times, and the shaky car windows shattered, and the sharp edges scratched Thorndike's cheek.

Everyone was unable to lift their heads due to the wind, and even breathing became much more difficult, as if they were being ravaged by a storm.

Palmer's cheers came again, as if he was mocking everyone.

In fact, there is another reason why Palmer loves rainy days. In such windy weather, the intensity of the secret energy and wind source is increased several times.

The environment will also determine the strength of a sublimator. The effect of Secret Energy Wind Source is to control the surrounding airflow, and now, there is a storm waiting for Palmer to do his bidding.

The strong wind hit the train, and the violent tremors spread all the way to Bologna. Such high-pitched ether was released from behind, and it must be that Palmer and Thorndike were fighting.

Holding the guard ax high, it was time for Borogo to do what he should do, and split the car door with the axe.

In an instant, there was a loud burst of gunfire. The soldiers in this carriage waited for a long time before pulling the trigger. The powerful firepower instantly covered Boluogo's figure.

Even an immortal body would be shattered in an instant when faced with such intensive firepower, but the expected flying of flesh and blood did not happen. After the broken rain and mist, what came towards them was Leng Tie's armor.

This is really a scene that can make people scream. The heavy and ferocious armor opened the car door and strode towards the soldiers. He seemed to have come from a knight movie. This should have been displayed in a museum. The thing has now become the approaching death.

Chaos fire splashed on the armor, but this could not stop his pace. The guard ax was swung with all his strength, splitting open the flesh and blood one after another.

Blood and death, and a violent will.

Everyone who faced the armor was overwhelmed by the power of the terrifying face. Some soldiers could not bear such madness. They turned around and pushed open the car door, put down all their weapons, and jumped directly into the damp wilderness. , the figure hit the ground hard, rolled several times, and disappeared in the rain and fog.

Some soldiers screamed and pulled off the grenades. After a short delay, a fiery explosion swept through the carriage.

The train shook violently again, a gap was blown out of the side of the carriage, and billowing smoke overflowed from it, as if dragging a gray-black tail.

The soldiers in the next car stuck their heads out, and they saw that the steel evil spirit was also blown out of the car. Waves of joy rose from the bottom of their hearts, dispelling the suppressed uneasiness.

The harsh sound of wind came from above, as if something extremely sharp was cutting through all obstacles along the way, whether it was strong winds or heavy rain.

The guard ax penetrated the roof of the car and was stuck in the frame. A hook rope was tied to the end of the ax handle. As the ether injected its adaptive arm, the evil spirit tore through the rain and fog and stepped onto the train again.

The explosion caused the armor to become pitted, and some of the armor was broken. The body underneath was bloody and bloody. However, in a few breaths, the flesh and blood healed rapidly. At the same time, the damaged armor was replenished driven by secret energy. , just like proliferation, healing all damage.

Bologg pulled out his guard ax and strode forward. He was only a few carriages away from the front of the train. His eyes followed the railway track. Farther away was a stone bridge spanning a deep valley. Its silhouette was in the distance. It looked extremely blurry under the rain and fog, and looked like a monster crawling up from the deep valley.

Amidst the noisy wind, some strange sounds came from behind. He turned around and swung the guard ax. Bologo was sure that he had hit the target, but judging from the feel of the blow, it seemed that the one he hit was not flesh and blood. It is tougher and stronger than human flesh.

The pale faceless mask came into view. Under the blow of the guard's ax, its body showed a strange twist. Logically speaking, this blow would have broken its spine, but it could still move and swing. The sharp blade pierced along the arm left a deep dent in the armor.

The opponent's figure is slender, and the surface of the body is covered by some kind of dark substance. It is extremely tough and can easily withstand slashes. It lies on all fours and cooperates with the opponent's abnormally large-angle movements, like a ghost coming from a nightmare.

Suddenly, there were bursts of wailing sounds from the carriage at the feet of Boluogo, and then two sword blades tore open the roof of the car, and another slender ghost came out. It tried to sneak attack Boluogo, but Boluogo was stronger than It was faster, and the guard ax slammed down fiercely. On the way to being knocked away, you could clearly see the ghost's back bending directly.

It stabbed out its sharp sword and fixed itself firmly on the roof of the car. After the bone-shattering sound of dislocation, it actually corrected its broken bones and straightened its body again.

The two ghost figures held sharp swords and stood silently in the wind and rain, with the glow of ether swimming on their dark bodies.

Boluogo didn't think that the other party was a condenser, but he thought that the other party was a dominant creature similar to the Blade-Bite Wolf.

Is it Thorndike's secret power? Just as Boluogo was thinking, a boiling roar sounded from the gap beneath him.

The soldiers who were supposed to be dead came to life again, their eyes were pale, and they stretched out their blood-stained palms one after another, opening their mouths like hungry beasts, craving for the flesh and blood under their armor.

On the speeding train, demons danced wildly.