Endless Debt

For Gray, this period of time was like a crazy and confusing dream. As a new member of the King's Secret Sword, he followed the team to the mysterious and treacherous Oath City of Opos.

Before he could face powerful enemies and fierce battles, Captain Jamon, whom Gray trusted, suddenly rebelled. In order to save himself, Mirasha also died in front of him... Gray also wanted to invite her to his home after the operation. , he really likes Milansa.

Everything fell in front of him like a storm. After the baptism, the slightly green Gray was no longer a puppet dominated by hatred and anger.

Gray looked at the corpses rotting in the green mist. He thought of many ways to hunt the undead. This highly toxic mist was one of the options. Apart from being extremely expensive, it had almost no shortcomings.

Heavy breathing sounded from under the gas mask. Gray did not dare to get too close to the green mist. This highly toxic mist would corrode even the gas mask. Fortunately, it did not last long and would naturally dissipate soon.

The corpse in the green mist was also unresponsive. It seemed that Boluogo was really weakened by the poison of the green mist. Gray even saw the faint white bones.

But he did not relax his vigilance because of this. He held a short knife in one hand and a pistol in the other, slowly approaching, trying to determine Boluogo's condition.

The vision gradually became clearer, as if time was speeding up on Boluogo's body. The flesh and blood were rotting into a state of disarray, with pus and blood mixed together, exuding a disgusting smell.

But if you look closely, you can see a touch of silvery white among the rotting flesh and blood...

Gray instinctively pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot into the carrion, but there was a metallic clang.

At this moment, he discovered that under the thin layer of rotten flesh, there was a vague human shape made of a mixture of soil and metal. Then severe pain came along the soles of his feet. The cold spikes pierced the soles of Gray's feet in an instant, and then twisted into The iron thorns spread, and dense iron thorns emerged from under the skin.

Gray fell backwards and endured the severe pain to tear off the iron thorn. At the same time, he noticed the direction of the flow of ether, and saw the ground bulging and cracking not far away. The slightly embarrassed Boluogo slowly stood up, his chest The flesh and blood slowly squirmed, healing the wounds.

Thanks to many days of training, the things Bologo created with his secret energy became more and more vivid. Now, under the right conditions, the avatar he created could even look real.

Just the feeling of being underground was really bad, he felt like a mole.

"As a hunter, you are still not calm enough."

Boluogo didn't expect that his mistake could lead to Gray so easily. The opponent seemed to be a novice too, relying on his alchemy weapons.

Gray looked at Bologg in shock. Even though the delusional man had repeatedly warned him, he was fully prepared in advance, but when he actually encountered Bologg, this guy was more difficult than expected.

If he hadn't acted quickly, he might have been pierced through the heart by an iron thorn.

He moved staggeringly and threw smoke bombs at the same time. The thick fog was released instantly, obscuring Boluogo's sight.

Gray knew that the operation had failed and he had to find a way to escape from here. He was not afraid of dying now, but before he died, he hoped to kill Jamon with his own hands.

He acted for this purpose and was even driven by delusions.

He took out the injection from his waist and stabbed it into his thigh. In a short breath, the sharp pain disappeared. Gray dragged his injured leg and escaped quickly along the prepared route.

The thick fog could not stop Boluogo for long. Iron spears broke through the fog one after another, but they were all nailed behind Gray and failed to hit him.

Boluogo frowned. He tried to catch up with Gray, but now Boluogo's speed was obviously a bit slower. Even if he was immortal, it would take a certain amount of time to heal the poison and the huge trauma. The ether consumed will also increase accordingly.

Gray is a difficult opponent. He seems to know himself very well. He has made sufficient preparations and has attached many alchemical weapons. If it were not for these obstructive alchemical weapons, Boluogo felt that the battle would have been over long ago.

After coughing hard a few times, large chunks of dirty blood were spat out, which made Boluogo feel a lot more relaxed.

To be honest, this was his first time experiencing such a battle. His opponent was like a nouveau riche, with inexhaustible alchemical weapons.

Thinking of his economy in fighting, Boluogo actually felt a little envious of the other party.

Gray's figure disappeared from sight. The clothes he was wearing should also be an alchemical weapon that could blend the figure with the environment. In this dark rift, such a disguise couldn't be more convenient.

Boluogo couldn't detect Gray's ether reaction. Even with the ether flow goggles, it would be very difficult to pursue the opponent when he wanted to escape.

Fortunately, experts are always well prepared.

A silvery trail appeared in the air, and a thin, liquid-like silver thread floated slowly. It started from Boluogo's hand and extended into the deep crack.

The Hand of Recruitment has an extreme distance. It can continuously shape the thread within its release range and extend its distance. Coupled with the excellent etheric malleability of the Snake Scale Liquid, when Boluogo injured Gray, he Then he left a beacon on Gray's body.

Taking a breath, Boluoge released a large amount of ether along the silk thread. Green light appeared on the silver silk thread, and then a green trajectory appeared out of thin air.

"Got you."

Boluogo whispered, and the ether amplification protected his body. In an instant, his speed increased sharply, and he pursued Gray along the instructions of Qinggui.

Step into the big crack, throw out the hook, and move between the cliffs.

With such a wound on his leg, it stands to reason that Gray wouldn't be able to run very far, but Boluogo has been pursuing for such a long time, and the cyan trajectory is still extending forward.

Just imagine, this guy has already taken out so many alchemical weapons, even some alchemical potions that ignore pain are normal.

Bologg suspected that Gray was from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. Kemp and Shelley were attacked as bait when they were investigating the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. With Gray's equipment, it was possible that he was from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. greatly increase.

But what Boluogo didn't understand was why the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce wanted to hunt him down? And what still bothers Boluogo is that he can't be killed. What's the point of doing this?

Boluogo believed that this must have their own intention, but he couldn't guess it yet.

The cyan trajectory extended all the way to the hesitating fork in the road. Bologg stepped onto the dilapidated street and stopped for a while. The cyan trajectory ended here. It was probably Gray who discovered this.

It seemed that he had still lost track of Gray, but Gray might be nearby, and this was the last place he appeared.

Boluogo's eyes swept across the street, and then landed not far away. Countless cables were entangled on the crookedly extending buildings, and neon lights of different colors flashed non-stop.

Gray figures stood under the building, talking, drinking and having fun with each other.

Boluogo stepped towards the neon lights and reached out to push open the door of the Spider Web Bar.

There is constant noise in the room, and the change of day and night is not obvious here, so the joy has no end. Just like when I came before, the customers change again and again, but Vika always stands behind the bar, wiping silently. A wine glass, or putting away the debt handed over by others.

It was only later that Boluogo learned that Vika had an extraordinary status in Hesle fork Road. This bar was also a trading place. Many people from Hesitation fork Road would come here to conduct private transactions. When necessary, Vika would also ask people for help. Lending Mammon coins is considered a creditor to many people.

When he walked to the bar, Boluogo did not order a drink to open up the topic as usual, but asked directly, with murderous intent in his tone.

"I was chasing a guy and his leg was injured. Did you see him?" Bologo asked.

"No."

Vika simply shook his head. The two were so close, and he could easily smell the blood on Boluogo's body, but his expression did not change at all.

Vika has long been accustomed to this kind of scene. Even if someone dies in front of his eyes, it is an extremely common thing for him.

"How much do I need to pay for this? I know the rules here. Everything has a value." Boluogo said again.

"value?"

Vika stopped what he was doing, looked at Boluogo, and then shook his head with a smile.

"The premise of payment is that there needs to be such products on the shelves... I don't know anything. If you are willing, I can buy you a drink."

Boluogo didn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes, and Vika didn't care about it. He was used to seeing people look at him like this every day.

"Aren't you afraid?" asked Borogo.

"What are you afraid of? My employee benefits are quite good."

Vicca said something that sounded unclear, but Bologger knew what he meant.

Violent coercion would not work in Vika. He himself was the spokesperson of the evil will and the most loyal employee of the tyrant. Bologo knew that he could not obtain information related to Gray here in Vika, but he did not turn around and leave. is raising another question.

"You... and this hesitation on the fork in the road are actually another form of faith for your boss, right?"

Faced with Boluogo's questions, Vika just kept smiling and said nothing.

Boluogo took a deep look at the bartender, and when he was about to turn around and leave, Vika stopped him again.

"Wait a minute, Bologo."

Looking back, Vika placed a Mammon coin on the bar, held the coin with his index finger, and pushed it towards Boluogo.

"Congratulations, you have become a legend."

Moving his index finger away, Bologo saw the symbol of mercury engraved on the Mammon coin.