Endless Debt

Reed retreated into the counter, took off his shirt, and wrapped it around his wrist, barely stopping the bleeding.

The sound of steel clashing continued, and streams of thick blood rushed in, completely filling the room.

Reid no longer wanted to look at the scene outside. It must have been full of cruel scenes. He raised his head and saw a copper-yellow button under the counter. He pressed it without thinking, then stretched out his hand and pried it hard. Open the wooden plank to reveal a dark passage.

Taking advantage of the time that others were holding Bologg back, he crawled into the secret passage in embarrassment. Before closing the cover, an even shriller shout sounded, as if a massacre was taking place in the clinic.

Who is this guy?

Questions ran rampant in Reed's mind, but he did not have the courage to ask Bologo. In the first moment of the battle, Reed relied on years of life and death experience to realize that Bologo was different from ordinary people. It's no longer something they can solve.

This suffocating pressure is terrifying yet extremely familiar.

After spending so long on Wandering Road, Reed realized who the other party was in an instant.

The Great Rift is a place of chaos, but there is also a basic consensus, or order, within the chaos.

This sounds a bit ridiculous, but there is order in a chaotic place, but the reality is that no matter how chaotic the "ecology" is, there will be an absolute strong man who will formulate the proper rules.

Reed paid taxes to the "tyrant". Generally speaking, no one in Wandering Fork Road would take the initiative to trouble him, so Bologg was most likely to come from the outside world.

But there are few outsiders who would come here to enforce justice. Those guys are probably the only ones who can be so carefree and so terrifying.

"A lackey of the Bureau of Order."

Reed cursed, and in the narrow passage, he clung to the wall and staggered forward.

"Have you still been noticed?"

He murmured to himself. As a member of this clinic, Reed knew very well what kind of business was going on here. He also thought that he would be targeted by the Bureau of Order. Although he was mentally prepared, such a nightmare When it becomes a reality, it's still scary.

This kind of thing is no longer something that Reed can handle, and now only that guy can resist.

"Open the door! Norm! The people from the Order Bureau are here!"

The secret passage reached the end, and what blocked Reed was a heavy special iron door. After a second or two, the iron door opened, and a thick arm stretched out, grabbed Reed, and dragged him inside.

"Stop shouting, I've received an alert."

There was such a sound in the darkness, and when Reid pressed the alarm under the counter, the signal had been received here.

Reed was thrown to the ground, and the heavy iron door was closed tightly again. After a few crisp sounds, several locks were tightly stuck, solidifying the iron door.

This was a measure prepared early in the morning. The specially made and thickened iron door was strong enough to withstand a large amount of firepower, and the already narrow secret passage could further limit the intruders' efforts.

Even if someone from the Order Bureau wants to break through such a special iron gate, it will take a certain amount of time.

"Norm, it's time to run away!" Reed struggled to stand up, panting.

The Bureau of Order, that mysterious organization that is like an urban legend, is difficult to compare with a shadowy place like Wandering Chalu, let alone a group of people like them who live in the shadows.

Reed's first thought was to run away. He never thought about fighting anything, and he didn't even have the courage to fight.

"Escape? Where to escape?"

A disdainful voice sounded, and Reed looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Norm emerging from the darkness.

Just like in the photo, Norm is a bald, strong man, with intricate tattoos all over his exposed skin.

"How many people are there on the other side?"

"One person, only one!" Reed replied hurriedly.

Noam dragged him towards the depths of darkness. There were hanging curtains everywhere and rows of hospital beds placed in the darkness. The air was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant and a bit of the rotten stench of decay.

"one person?"

Noam's eyes flashed strangely, and he continued to ask.

"Is there anything unusual about him? For example, does he have shimmering lines on his body?"

"Then...what is that?" Reed couldn't understand.

"That means it's gone?" Seeing Reed's reaction, Norm said directly, but soon he hesitated again and murmured.

"Maybe those guys were too weak and didn't force him to use his 'secret power' at all."

"'Secret Energy'? What is it?"

Reed heard the unfamiliar vocabulary and couldn't help but ask.

After all, Reed is just an employee of Norm, helping Norm maintain the superficial clinic business. He knows about the existence of demons and also knows that Norm is in the business of the Condensed Philosopher's Stone, but Reed does not know more information. Now, all his knowledge of the extraordinary world comes from Nome, and Reed is not a devil, but a complete ordinary person.

At first, Reed was horrified to participate in such a business. He never imagined that the demons that only existed in stories were actually real. However, as the business grew, he may have gotten used to it, or he may have become numb, and became a One of the crazy ones.

"No...that's not right. This style of conduct is not like the Bureau of Order." Norm ignored Reed's question. He was completely lost in his own thoughts. "The Bureau of Order has always been secretive and deadly, but this guy is like It’s the rising murderer.”

Norm had not dealt with the Bureau of Order many times, but each time it was thrilling to him, but no matter which time, he had never encountered the current situation.

There is no conspiracy, just cut in openly.

Thick blood energy came from the front, and the pale light fell one by one, illuminating the blood-stained operating tables one after another. There were some people lying on the beds beside them. They seemed to be asleep and did not react at all.

"We can't just run away. All the goods are here. If they are destroyed here, 'Human-hungry' will kill us."

Norm opened the cabinet and opened the safe inside. There were rows of red crystals as bright as blood.

In an instant, the sound of their rapid breathing disappeared.

It was a gem that was like a treasure in the world. It seemed to be glowing with light. Even in the darkness, it had a twinkling light.

This is the entity of the soul, the crystallization of "gold".

As if there was magic, the moment they looked at it, their thoughts became empty. In the end, the most primitive desire derived from nothingness, trying to hold it firmly in the palm of their hands, will This sacred, "golden soul" is forever his own.

"Philosopher's Stone..."

Reed took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, and explored the blood-like beauty with his slender palm.

"Reed."

A calm voice sounded, laced with biting venom.

Reed woke up with a start, and his panicked eyes met Norm's cold eyes.

"Hug...sorry."

Reed's breathing was rapid, and he quickly took back his arrogant palm and rubbed it back and forth.

"Although the purity is not very high, this batch is also of extraordinary value."

Norm took out a philosopher's stone. After careful observation, he noticed that there were some turbid flocs among the red crystals, which interfered with the purity of the philosopher's stone.

"Apart from these goods, what's more important is these things."

As he spoke, he put the philosopher's stone back into the safe, opened the cabinet below, dragged the heavy suitcase out of it, and opened the suitcase. There were potions neatly placed inside. Under the transparent glass container, there was dark red. liquid.

"So many?" Reed exclaimed.

"Yeah, these things can't be lost like this," Norm said to Reed with a ruthless look in his eyes, "Call those guys up."

Upon hearing such an instruction, Reed was stunned and trembling all over.

"But...but those guys have been hungry for a long time."

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Norm asked.

Reed swallowed. In this case, his opinion was of no use at all. He could only nod with difficulty, and then ran to the beds to wake up the sleeping patients on them.

Norm took out the philosopher's stones from the safe and stuffed them into the empty space in the box.

Reed came to the hospital bed, and a strong smell of decay came from the bed, as if what was lying on the bed was no longer a person, but a corpse that had rotted for many years.

In fact, you are right to think so, but the bodies of these guys are still alive, but their souls have long since decayed and perished.

Demons, the people who fall asleep in the hospital bed are all demons, and they are different from ordinary demons. These guys are troubled by mania. They have not eaten souls for too long, and their minds and consciousness are completely filled with hungry holes. distortion.

Ordinary demons still have some consciousness, but these demons have turned into complete beasts.

Nomu left these dangerous guys here in order to test new medicines. Otherwise, even Nomu would choose to throw such demons into the abyss of the Great Rift.

Now these hungry demons fell into coma due to the medicine. Reed tremblingly inserted the needle into the intravenous infusion tube and injected the awakening medicine into it, one after another.

"It is expected that these guys will wake up in three minutes."

Reed finished all this and shouted to Norm.

"Okay, let's go to the escape tunnel."

After hearing Reid's response, Norm also picked up the suitcase.

When doing this kind of business, you always have to be fully prepared, and now this is what Noam is doing.

At this moment, the roaring sound of iron sounded, and the huge sound almost took away your hearing. The ground under your feet was shaking, and dust was rising and falling.

The special iron door trembled, with slight bulges on the rough surface, as if a wild beast was beating on it behind the door, but it failed to break through the iron door and was turned away.

"At least I bought the right iron gate."

Seeing this scene, Norm said.

The two of them said nothing more, stood up and prepared to walk towards the escape tunnel. There was a special iron door to block the demons that were about to wake up. With only one person on the other side, it was difficult for Boluogo to catch up with them quickly.

Although the Bureau of Order is powerful and mysterious, rats also have their own way of survival, and this is the reason why they can survive in the gutter until now.

Everything seemed fine and smooth, but a violent vibration hit the next second.

Boom——Boom——

A loud roaring sound erupted, like a giant hammering the building, and the iron plates of the surrounding walls trembled in pain, like a restless swarm of bees.

The lights overhead began to become chaotic, and choking dust fell loudly, swallowing up the field of vision like mist.

The iron gate had not been breached. The vibrations came from all directions, and Norm could not tell what happened.

"Let's go!"

Norm shouted to the dumbfounded Reed.

The space in the clinic is limited after all. Whether it is the secret passage or the secret laboratory, it is like the internal organs, squeezed here, so the escape passage is not far away, just behind the door on the side.

As long as they pass through this door, they can follow the downward stairs to the outside world. Once they reach the outside world, with the complicated structure of the wandering forked roads, even people from the Order Bureau will have a hard time catching up with them.

Norm took a step forward, and violent vibrations followed him like a shadow. He suddenly raised his head. The source of the earthquake came from above and followed them closely.

The earth shook.

The buildings screamed, and there were no designers or engineers to speak of on the hesitant road. Every building here was considered an illegal building. There was no so-called earthquake-resistant design at all. It was just a pile of steel and mud and stone. The sandcastle was on the verge of collapse under the shock.

In the end, it was like thunder striking down, and the roaring sound completely tore the ceiling overhead. The concrete, mixed with iron plates and wood, collapsed and cracked.

"Stop! Reed!"

Norm shouted, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Reed, who was walking quickly. Thanks to his pull, Reed's pace stopped for a moment, and then the countless ruins collapsed, stopping the two of them. The way people go.

Reed stared blankly at all this, raising his head, the ceiling above collapsed layer by layer, and turbid light could be seen hanging from the top of the large crack.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and Reed turned back stiffly, his pale face as white as a dead man's. He looked at Norm, as if he wanted to say something to express his gratitude.

"Woo...Woo..."

Reed said a few words, and he found that he was speechless. He looked aside for help. Norm's expression was solemn, and his figure was still retreating slowly, widening the distance from Reed.

what happened?

Reed couldn't understand, but soon a pain penetrated his mind, and blood gurgled from his throat, staining his pale face.

“If you can’t open a door, smash out a window.”

Leng Che's words rang in his ears, and a sharp folding knife penetrated from the back of his neck. The deadly steel stuck in Reed's throat. He could only let out a painful whine, and scratched his throat in vain with both hands, but he could not Just more cuts from the jackknife.

"Who are you?"

Norm scowled.

Under his gaze, the folding knife that penetrated the throat began to twist, crushing the bones and nerves. He pulled it out and chopped off the entire head.

As Reed's head fell off, the bloody cross-section revealed the man hiding behind Reed. His face happened to replace the original position of the head, and the figures overlapped each other, creating a chilling feeling of horror. Overflowing.

The headless corpse stood frozen on the spot, an increasingly bright light lingering in the pupils, like a blazing blue will-o'-the-wisp burning on the severed head.

"Norm Ward."

Borogo didn't answer Norm's words, but read his name.

He moved backwards, wearing the gray and black trench coat he put on again. Under the power of the "Invisible One", Boluogo's figure began to blur and disappeared into the diffuse dust, without a trace.

Norm glanced angrily, took out the pistol from his waist, and looked around cautiously.

Without any hesitation, the invisible power echoed and excited in the darkness. They were instilled into Nomu's body, and the glorious authority was given to mortals.

Delicate patterns, like craftsman sculptures, appeared on Nomu's body. They emitted bursts of light, as if they were tattoos engraved on the body.

"It's time for punishment."

Boluogo's voice echoed in the darkness, and along with bursts of deep roars, the demons that were supposed to be sleeping woke up one after another. They struggled and broke the chains that bound them one by one.

"are you ready?"

The blue-eyed evil spirit announced in the darkness.