Endless Debt

Bologna's meeting with Gauld was not a pleasant one, even a little bad.

When he saw Gauld for the first time, Boluogo felt a rare joy. After all, it was not easy to see an acquaintance in this ghost place, let alone the opponent was a defender, even if he was now Trapped within the frame, most likely still losing his extraordinary power like himself, but it is also a kind of spiritual relief.

I thought they would join forces to find a way to get out of this damn game. It was obvious that Gold's fighting will was not high.

"Gald, what happened?"

In the narrow carriage, Boluogo cut off the monster's head with a sword, then thrust the sword toward the side of the carriage and penetrated the monster hanging outside the carriage through the window.

Relying on the advantage of the terrain, Bologe still had the advantage even though he was exhausted. However, Bologe did not take it lightly, but became more vigilant.

The event cards they encountered now were just attacks by regular monsters. In previous board games, Boluogo had encountered many elite and powerful enemy units. More importantly, in previous games, no matter how hard it was, Powerful opponents are just chess pieces, but now, these chess pieces will turn into real monsters to kill.

This is a real game, a story being written.

"What happened to Group 10? Why are you here? What is the true appearance of the original thing?"

While slashing, Bologo did not forget to ask Gauld a series of questions. Gauld did not answer Bologo's questions immediately. He seemed to be troubled by some kind of nightmare, and his mental state was extremely unstable.

"Berogo...Berogo...I remember you, Lazarus who rose from the dead..."

Gold murmured to himself, and then he seemed to realize something and asked in horror, "Why are you here? Do you think we have failed? Is the Bureau of Order still destroyed in the dispute?"

His voice was hoarse and trembling, like a tortured prisoner.

"What are you talking about?"

Boluogo realized that something was wrong with the basekeeper's mental state, and his rational consciousness seemed to be distorted by some evil force.

Gold was silent for a moment in the card frame. He tried hard to control his wandering and collapsed consciousness and sort out the words that could be described.

During Gauld's silence, Bologg repeated to him what happened along the way, from the attack on the 10th Group to the melee at Freeport, and now being involved in the Fun Park, Bologg put them all together Retell it completely.

As Bologg told the story, Gold showed an expression of disbelief. Bologg was focused on killing monsters and had no time to pay attention to Gold's reaction, but he could feel the card on his chest trembling. , as if shaking together with Gold's body.

"How long did it take for you to find me, together with the original thing?"

Gold nervously asked, "In...in the material world, how long has it been since I disappeared?"

"About half a month?"

Boluogo also couldn't remember clearly. The high-intensity battle left him with no extra thoughts to think about these things. The Dawn rumbled forward, the collision of metal and flesh continued, and the monster was smashed by the high-speed train. The fine blood foam blended into the wind, and the nose was filled with heavy blood energy.

"It's only been...only half a month?"

Gold was extremely shocked, his eyes widened with fear, and then he burst into laughter.

Boluogo felt that there was something really wrong with Gauld's spirit, and he didn't know what the basekeeper had gone through in the Happy Garden.

Burlogo asked, "How long do you think it has been?"

Gold was silent for a few seconds, trying to keep his voice calm.

"Ten years? Or twenty years? Oh my god, this empty space will blur your sense of time."

Bologo marveled at this twisted time.

The carriage shook violently. It should be that a new event card was triggered. Boluogo didn't know what the event was yet. He needed to go back to confirm. He turned back to the chessboard carriage and took advantage of the car doors along the way. The doors could not stop him. How long can the monsters take, but as long as the chessboard carriage does not fall, they have the ability to win it back.

Fierce gunfire came from the front. Bologg climbed on the roof of the car and could see tracer bullets interspersed in the rain of bullets, weaving a line of fire into the night.

Palmer's laughter could be vaguely heard. His firepower increased several times. He must have drawn a benign event card and received material assistance.

"I remember being involved in the fight for the original thing, and finding a way to twist the tough metal and bind it to me."

As Bologg advanced against the wind, Gold's voice came from his chest.

"We were attacked by the Zongge Band. Their offensive was very fierce. In order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, my team members and I were separated. I fled alone with the Original Object."

Thinking of his current situation, Gold said softly, "This is a wise decision."

"Then what!"

Boluogo asked loudly, and Gauld's words regained logic and reason. This was a good sign.

"I got sucked into the fun park."

Even now, when mentioning Happy Garden, Gauld's words are still full of deep shock and fear. For Gauld, this carnival paradise is no different from the cruel hell. He even said that it is Even more terrifying than hell.

"Then you became like this?"

Boluogo kicked over a monster that was trying to climb onto the roof of the car and watched as it was crushed into bloody foam by the heavy wheels.

"The Desire Witch, I faced her head-on," Gold recalled of his experience, "She played a game with me."

Boluogo asked, "Is this the same game now?"

If Gold was playing "Night Journey" alone, it would be really difficult for him to go on this crazy journey alone.

"No, it's just a simple gambling game. I won, but lost again."

Gauld became quiet in the frame. From Bolog's perspective, Gauld was trapped in the card, but from Gauld's perspective, he was in the darkness of nothingness, with only a narrow path. , only a hole the size of a card allows him to communicate with the outside world.

Boluogo roughly understood Gauld's experience, "Your body left the Paradise with the original thing, but your consciousness is trapped here."

“She praised my will and collected me and tested me.”

Gold's eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.

"I understand her intention, she likes to collect people with strong emotions and then watch them destroy and become numb.

She is a monster, a monster that feeds on other people's emotions! "

Gold cursed the Desire Witch, and then his body trembled violently. This was not from fear of the will, but from the endless torture that had been integrated into the body's instincts, causing uncontrollable attacks.

“To you, it’s only been half a month, but to me, it seems like I’ve spent decades in this darkness, enduring the uninterrupted torture.

She has been looking forward to my collapse, and when I completely collapse, she will feel bored and throw me aside.

But once I completely collapse and lose myself, this also represents my failure..."

"It's like a cycle of pain," Bologg recounted. "The more you persist and the more pain you endure, the more pleasure she can get from you, but if you give up..."

Boluogo did not continue, but instead encouraged Gauld, "You can bear it, Gauld, and you still have self-awareness."

Gauld sighed, "A tortured, negative, hopeless sense of self?"

"You don't understand, Boluogo. Even among the devils, she is absolutely evil." When mentioning this, Gold sneered. "Other devils just want your value and your soul." , or to achieve some evil purpose."

"But she is different. She just makes fun of you, using the cruelest way to arouse the most passionate emotions in your heart, and then throws you away when it is gone and only meaningless emptiness is left."

Gold blinked hard, and he uttered a series of meaningless repeated sentences, as if there was a language barrier.

From the moment he met Belphegor, Bologger realized that the demons' virtual realm could not only distort space, but also distort the scale of time to a certain extent. It was difficult to imagine what Gold had experienced in the infinite extension of time. Something happened.

"What we can't win...what we can't win...the devils always do that, win after win, never fail."

Gold pressed his hands hard on his face, distorting his face, making it hideous and terrifying.

Burlogo couldn't imagine Gauld's experience, "What has she done to you?"

"You don't want to know."

Gold shook his head, and then nodded again, "You will experience it, everyone will experience it, and this is where her fun lies."

Boluogo threw the flying knife casually, piercing several leaping monsters, and their bodies fell from the air and fell on the vast wilderness.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, "It looks like there is a cruel surprise waiting for me."

"No, you don't understand."

"There's nothing you don't understand! Gold!"

Boluogo's voice suddenly became stern, "Don't you still understand this extremely simple truth?"

The crossed sword blades tore apart the body of another monster, and Bologo left a large number of corpses behind him. As the Dawn moved quickly, the strong wind dragged the corpses and brought them into the darkness.

Boluogo picked up the card and angrily yelled at Gauld, "Either we die here, or we live and leave this hellish place! All the rest of the words are meaningless complaints!"

After jumping into the chessboard car, the others were already in place. The dice were placed on the delicate chessboard. Boluogo reached out to grab it, rolled the dice, and hit the white gull hard in the face before bouncing back to the chessboard again.

"I refuse to die, so we're left with one option."

The others rolled the dice in turn, and a new round of events was distributed. Boluogo did not finish his words, but picked up the sword and stood there, his blood and the monster's blood mixed together, flowing along the cold metal. All over the ground.

The Dawn is still moving forward, it continues to move forward.