Endless Debt

Looking at Xilin's figure, Boluoge had a lot of surprises in his eyes, but when he thought about the connection between himself and Xilin and the various mysteries he was carrying, Boluoge felt that it was all natural.

"For some reason, every time I see him, I always feel that he is not dead... but just fell into some kind of long sleep."

Boluogo tilted his head and said softly.

"A long sleep? Then I hope he never wakes up."

While Bailie was talking to Bologo, she was still busy. Many electrode patches stretched out from the ceremony stage. Bailie simply wiped Bologo's body surface and attached them one by one.

"The glorious overlord sleeps deep in the Bureau of Order. One day he wakes up. It sounds like a bomb hidden inside. When it burns, it will swallow everyone up."

Bailey shook her head, her words filled with vigilance and disgust.

She is also a personal experiencer of the Secret War. She was present when Xilin raided the reclamation room. If it were not for the protection of Teda and Bader, Bailey would have been broken through the moment of soul critical moment when she looked directly at Xilin, and then Completely dominated by that tyrannical royal power, he died.

Bailie loves and hates Xilin. As a scholar, Xilin is an endless treasure to be mined. But as Baili Ietta, she just wants to push Xilin's body away. Enter the incinerator and scatter the ruined ashes into the depths of the great chasm.

"What are you going to do with it?"

Boluogo examined the cylinder in the container. Under the gilded light, the liquid in the container was reflected into an orange amber color. The cylinder was wrapped in it, and time was eternally stagnant at the moment of death.

Xilin closed his eyes tightly and curled up with his hands on his knees, like a larva in a cocoon. It was not clear whether the containment of the Bureau of Order was extremely perfect, or whether the power of the Glorious One was so powerful. His body was still full of strong vitality, and his muscles were The lines are clearly visible, like a masterpiece sculpted by a master.

"Reference. As we advance through the ranks, the Alchemy Matrix of the Sublime One will grow and be mapped on our body surface. When we activate the secret energy, the 'initiation phenomenon' will expose these lines. "

Bailee's eyes shimmered as she told the story. Luminous lines extended on her arms. She clenched her palm in the air and picked up a scalpel made of light rails.

Boluogo remembered the initiating phenomenon. When each Sublime Master drives the ether and activates the secret energy, the light and trajectory that appear on the body's surface are exactly the Initiation Phenomenon. This is a sign of the Sublime Sublime's battle.

The etheric shielding technique can effectively cover up or even completely cover up the activation phenomenon, making it impossible for the enemy to detect the activation of secret energy.

"I originally thought that if you don't know which direction to choose for promotion, you can observe Xilin's alchemy matrix and find some traces in it," Bailey said, "but it seems you don't need these anymore."

"As for your choice of direction after promotion, I think you are ready, right?"

Boluogo nodded. Now his Secret Power and Hand of Recruitment tend to be "narrow and sharp". At the cost of carrying many restrictions, he has obtained the low consumption and rapid activation of Secret Power.

After promotion, Boluogo can guide his alchemical matrix to grow again, at which time he will once again choose his own direction.

Recalling all the previous battles, Bologo has already made plans in his heart. Just like the path of polarization he will take next, in terms of tendencies, Bologo is still prepared to continue to be "narrow and sharp" to further strengthen his strength. Secret energy.

This will make Boluogo focus more on the power of summoning all things, making the effect of his secret power single and unable to be as cunning and complex as other Sublimation Masters with derived sub-schools.

But Boluogo didn't care about this. He felt that the secret energy didn't need to be too weird, as long as it suited him. Moreover, there were too many interfering factors in the battle. Unless the power was extraordinary, there would always be variables.

For example, in the confrontation with the Silver Knight in the timeline chaos, the Silver Knight is the third seat who is a defender. This power at the fourth level is released without any cover. Logically speaking, Boluogo and others There is absolutely no chance of winning.

However, under the erosion of the Immortal Heart, the Silver Knight's body was damaged, causing its etheric strength to continue to weaken as the body collapsed.

The strengthening that Aimu gave to Bologo blessed his own immortality, as well as Lebius's joint hunting... Under the interference of these factors, the powerful Silver Knight will eventually be defeated.

"Narrow and sharp, like a dagger sealing the throat."

Boluogo thought silently in his heart. He was wondering how Xilin's promotion path was decided? What path did he ultimately take?

Is he on the same path to polarization as himself? Is it "broad and blunt" or "narrow and sharp"?

"Aimu, come here and help me!"

Bailey was busy beside the ceremony stage. When she saw Aimu in a daze, she waved and called.

"OK."

Aimu trotted over, following Bai Li, her eyes still wandering towards Xilin from time to time. She was very curious about this mysterious existence.

"who is he?"

Borogo replied, "Sirin Kogadel."

"Oh ah?"

Aimu's hand shook, and the needle pierced into Boluogo's muscle crookedly. This sudden stab was not very painful, but it still made Boluogo frown slightly.

"Sorry! Sorry!"

Aimu quickly took out the needle and rubbed it for Boluogo.

"Overlord Xilin?"

Aimu swallowed, with a little fear in his eyes as he peered at the god-like figure, not daring to look directly.

The glorious overlord, Silin Kogadel.

Like Boluogo, Aimu's fate is also entangled with Xilin. If Xilin had not raided the farmhouse and destroyed everything along the way, then there would be no things that happened next, and there would be no Amu's life. Birth.

From a dark and cruel perspective, it was Xilin who prompted the birth of Amu.

At the cost of blood and fire.

Aimu was extremely nervous. Even though Bailey repeatedly emphasized that Xilin was dead and all she saw was a corpse, Aimu had similar feelings to Boluogo, and she also felt that Xilin was not dead. .

"That's why we need to clear the place and keep it secret?" Aimu understood why Bader just wanted to clear people out.

"Don't think about that. Get it done early and get off work early."

Bailey was like the chief surgeon in the operating room, and Aimu was the nurse assisting her. Others were surrounding her at this moment, and the trolleys made a clattering noise, pushing bottles and cans over.

Boluogo asked, "Is there anything else you would like to say finally?"

"As I said before, be careful not to get lost. Don't sink into it."

Bailey's voice became softer and she leaned into Boluogo's ear, as if she was telling an unknown secret.

"In the sublimation furnace core... or to be precise, in the Hall of Scholars, those old immortals proposed such an explanation."

Boluogo didn't know why Bailey mentioned such a thing at this time, but he still listened carefully.

Bailey is a person who is consistent on the outside. When she looks carefree, then she is in a state of being carefree and having fun. If she looks at you seriously, then you'd better listen carefully to what she says next.

"Bologo, where do you think our golden souls go after human beings die?"

Bailie asked Boluogo.

"The soul is real, so it must have an unknown destination after it disappears, right?"

"You feel……"

Bailey interrupted Boluogo, "In the promotion ceremony, the most important thing is not the auxiliary alchemy materials, nor the capacity of the soul and other messy factors.

All of this is more like a key, a door that opens the door to the secret source, allowing you to gain recognition from the secret source, a certificate that eliminates mortal nature and sublimates, a certificate that can go to a higher level. . "

Boluogo had heard similar stories, and it was Teda who told him that everything in the promotion ceremony was to open a way to the secret source.

As the Sublime Ones advance, the Sublime Ones themselves get closer to the secret source, and even face the secret source completely.

King Solomon.

The weird name flashed through Boluogo's mind.

"There are a very small number of Ninghua practitioners who, during the process of promotion, will have many hallucinations, and even some kind of...completely unfamiliar experiences, just like experiencing other people's lives in person, or even sinking into them."

Lost.

Burlogo knew what Bailey was talking about, he was a smart man.

Turning his head, Boluogo looked at the ignorant Aimu. After a human died, the golden soul was condensed into a philosopher's stone. In that elite clear gem, through some special means, the alchemist could... There is a glimpse of the memory of the deceased.

Burlogo connected the clues and pieced together an incredible result.

"Do you want to say... that the secret source may be the collection of our souls?"

"I don't know, it's all just assumptions," Bailey said. "Not only do you have a deep connection with the devil, but you also have a deep connection with the secret source, Boluogo."

“I have never seen anyone fall into a state of being ‘lost’ just by going through the three trials, and now that you are about to go through the promotion ceremony, you are very likely to be ‘lost’ again.

Be careful, Boluogo. If you sink into it, even if you are an immortal, you will ultimately be just a corpse that will not die. "

Bailee stood up, like a boxing coach, and patted Borrowgo on the cheek, encouraging him.

"The nonsense is over, find a way to survive!"

Bailey snapped her fingers, and the surrounding light dimmed and faded one by one, disappearing into the darkness, followed by thousands of bright golden lights rising.

As the ceremony started, the surrounding ether concentration gradually increased, and golden dust precipitated from the air. They quickly joined together and turned into large golden raindrops, bathing everyone in it.

Boluogo took a deep breath. He tried not to think about what Bailey said, but focused all his energy on the present.

"let's start!"