Endless Debt

After a brief period of darkness, Boluogo and Nathaniel left the Upside Down Hall together. This time, the two did not appear directly in the gray corridor, but came to another dark space.

Boluogo remembered this. Nathaniel called this the summons room. This mysterious space, like the Upside Down Hall, can isolate the devil from prying eyes. But among the many devils, the one it mainly protects against is Bell in the House of the Rising Sun. Finger.

The Bureau of Order will never trust the devil, and no sane person should trust him.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Nethaniel waved his hand, and two more chairs appeared in the dim space. Boluogo and he sat down one after another. Nethaniel raised his hand again and pulled out a bottle of wine from nothingness.

Remembering that he was like this last time, Boluogo was already used to it.

Taking the wine glass, the sweet liquid slid down his throat, like cold water poured on an overheated machine. Boluogo felt a tingling sensation, and his heavy consciousness felt much lighter for a moment.

Bologo began to understand why people like to be addicted to alcohol. These beautiful liquids will temporarily pull people away from their minds, so as to gain short-term peace in the gap of illusion.

"There are so many things I want to say," Bologg said, "but when it comes to my mouth, I don't know which one to say first."

Nathaniel smiled, "Take your time, I have plenty of time."

Boluogo looked up at Nathaniel and sighed softly, "I felt a huge net wrapping me little by little. It was about to catch me and suffocate me."

At first, Boluogo only thought that he was too deeply involved with the astronauts, but now it seems that the Bureau of Order is the one that is really suspicious.

From the Wrath of the Scorched Earth to the present, Bologo realizes that the various measures taken by the Bureau of Order against him are all based on the calculations of others. In its view, letting Bologo embark on such a trajectory will maximize its interests. future.

There were so many things Bologo wanted to know.

"Do you want to ask about yourself?" Nathaniel continued, "I'm sorry about this. I wasn't born when you were taken into custody. All I know about you comes from those documents. As for The people who saw you with their own eyes at that time are almost dead now."

Boluogo fell silent. He had a premonition that when one day he knew the truth about the Wrath of the Scorched Earth, it would be the beginning and the end of everything.

No one told Bologo why, but he had a hunch.

His instincts were always spot on.

After hesitating for a long time, Boluogo did not pursue this issue too much. He is a very sober person and clearly knows where his psychological problems lie.

Here's the bad part, sometimes you sink sober.

More and more questions, like a thick to-do list, filled Boluogo's head. Boluogo forced himself not to think about things too far away, but to focus on the present.

Burlogo suddenly asked, "That woman, the current fourth director, is she Belphegor's chosen one?"

This question undoubtedly hit Nethaniel's heart, and his smiling expression became stiff, like a piece of ice that could not be melted.

A touch of sadness filled the air.

"Um."

"Can you tell me about what happened at that time?" Bologg asked. "What happened during the Secret War."

Bologg had paid attention to the inside story of the Secret War, but all the information he had access to had been made public. Bologg knew that there must be many documents within the Bureau of Order that could not be unsealed.

"What should I say?"

Nathaniel looked sad, "Things started as you are familiar with. Without any warning, Overlord Xilin raided the Kenshi. With that terrifying power, even the Kenshi fell apart under its pressure. "

"Things happened too suddenly. Although we have a series of response plans, under Xilin's glory-level power, all resistance becomes meaningless."

Nathaniel paused, "He is too strong, far more powerful than the Glory One in his cognition. If his ether reaction was not still as strong as the Glory One, I even think he has become the Crowned One."

"How did you kill him?"

"She was in the Bureau of Order at that time, and she was also a glorious person, but she was not a fighting type, but a rare glorious person of the secret school."

Nathaniel continued, "Each director has made varying degrees of contributions to the Bureau of Order, and her contribution is to use the characteristics of the Secret School to carry out a large number of iterative updates for everyone, and to make all previous directors Virtual personalities assume different functions according to their logical characteristics.

For example, Maria is very suitable for diplomacy. "

Talking about the past is not an easy thing. No one has mentioned these things to Nathaniel for a long time. He could not refuse Boluogo and could only reveal these stories.

"According to her vision, after she integrates into the crowd, the calculation of the exhaustive method will be further optimized, and the impact of variables on the situation will be infinitely reduced or even completely eliminated."

Nathaniel tried not to show his emotions, "Of course, everything was disrupted."

"When Xilin invaded, we dispatched several Glory Ones, but those Glory Ones were already old products of the previous era. They were also Glory People. Due to the different levels of advancement of the alchemy matrix, they could only barely resist Xilin."

"It's like cavalry charging a group of tanks," he joked.

"Xilin is not in a hurry to kill them, but is destroying the settlement. This is our cornerstone. The longer the battle lasts, the greater the damage will be to us. In comparison, the Glorious Ones are cheap."

Burlogo murmured, "They are already falling behind."

"Yes, that's it," Nathaniel said, "I have always felt that there is no need to regard the Sublime Ones as human beings. Our true essence is a weapon, a weapon that is constantly iterated with technology.

From stones, sticks, spears, iron swords, and muskets, they gradually evolved into heavy artillery, tanks, and bombers.

We can lose these backward weapons, but we cannot lose the factories that develop weapons. That will undoubtedly interrupt our path to the future. "

Nathaniel took a deep breath, "At that time, I was the newest member of the Bureau of Order, and I also possessed the most advanced alchemy matrix, but I was not in the Bureau of Order at the time."

"Where are you?"

"The narrow kingdoms."

Nesanil narrowed his eyes, "We, who follow the crowd, have figured out the possibility of being attacked, but I never thought that Xilin would lead a large-scale invasion.

As if someone was guiding Xilin forward, he completely bypassed the power I deployed in the Hazama Kingdom. When I got the news, the battle had already broken out. "

"I tried to return to the chamber through the observation tower, but the high concentration of ether caused by the Glorious One disrupted the entire chamber. They needed time for the ether to stabilize so that I could pass through the winding path.

To buy me time, she made a surprising decision. "

Boluogo could already imagine what kind of decision she had made. In that desperate situation, the only one who could reverse the situation was the omnipotent but restricted devil.

"She became Belphegor's chosen one, but she still failed to defeat Xilin. She was dying under the power, and I arrived at the battlefield at this time.

After a fierce battle between several Glory Ones, Xilin was now weakened. His ether was greatly depleted and he was also covered with scars.

The next story is very simple. I suppressed Xilin for a short time, and other action groups also got a chance to breathe at this time. Under our siege, Xilin died in the reclamation room.

But the war did not end. Along with Xilin came the second seat, who was also a glorious person. He tried to rescue Xilin, but failed. Later, he wanted to take away Xilin's body... He almost One point and it worked.

After that, the second seat retreated from the room and started a secret war with us in the shadows. At that time, the Bureau of Order was severely weakened, the room was severely damaged, and the space began to distort and deform. Many people disappeared in the chaotic building. Now That area is called the Ruin Zone.

As for her, I fulfilled her last instructions to me and brought her before everyone... You already know what happened after that. "

The two of them fell into silence at the same time. Nathaniel's story was very simple, without any excessive embellishments. He was immersed in the sorrow of the past, while Boluogo looked at the secret war.

Nathaniel said, "Secret War has a lot of doubts about it."

"Like Xilin's suicide attack?"

Boluogo had seen similar reasoning in the book, "Xilin can completely escape after a surprise attack. With the power he showed, in a continuous war, the Order Bureau will be dragged down, but he tried to strike with one blow Completely destroy the Bureau of Order."

"Yes, but now we have another piece of information to base it on."

Nethaniel said, "Our intelligence officer came back from the Kogadel Empire not long ago, and he brought some interesting information."

Then he briefly told Bologo the news brought by Church, focusing on the split between the first and second seats.

"The war is protracted. Without the support of the first seat, the strength of the second seat is extremely limited. If the Bureau of Order is not completely defeated in one blow, they will only be consumed little by little. They almost succeeded.

Judging from subsequent analysis, in the middle and late stages of the Secret War, the war had become completely chaotic. Not only the people in the second seat were fighting, but also the people in the first seat were secretly involved. If they succeeded, they would step on the second seat. corpse, completely defeating us. "

"But we won," Bologo said.

Nathaniel said fearfully, "Yes, we won."

Boluogo murmured, "But now they are back again and want to take back Xilin's body."

"At times like this, I feel grateful that everyone exists."

"Why?"

"This kind of thing is too troublesome. I never like to think about such complicated things," Nathaniel said, arching his arms and showing off his muscles to Boluogo. "She said that my There is only brute force in my mind, and I feel the same way, I am not suitable to be a leader, but a soldier."

"This is very similar to you. Don't do complicated things. Just tell me the time, place, and how many people to kill."

Boluogo was stunned for a moment and objected, "No, I'm completely different from you. I'm just better at using violence to solve problems. Apart from that, I'm a person who is very willing to think."

He whispered again, "Excessive thinking always makes me exhausted."

"So you always raise doubts," Nathaniel said, "just like this time."

"Sorry, I couldn't control myself."

"I can understand," Nathaniel said. "There was a time when I was suspicious of others just like you, but I soon felt relieved."

"how did you do it?"

"It's very simple. If I can't trust everyone, who should I trust?"

Nathaniel looked at Boluogo with envy, "I am different from you in this regard. Almost all my friends are dead. Even if I seek advice, I can't find a few people."

Boluogo's heart sank, and he could feel the sincere emotion in his words.

“For a period of time, I often went to chat with Zhongzha, evoked her virtual personality, and chatted with her... This did not require much computing power from Zhongzha.

This kind of life continued for a while, but at the end of each conversation, the crowd exposed its ugly body as if on purpose, as if to emphasize to me that all this was fake. "

Nathaniel let out a long sigh, "Until one time I completely collapsed and I yelled at her, I realized that I was actually nostalgic and in love with a twisted mass of flesh and blood, trying to find something from it. Take some comfort in that, this is ridiculous.”

"After I calmed down, I realized my gaffe and my problem. But within a few days, my longing for her prompted me to look for others, coming and going. In the end, the first generation director's The virtual personality was awakened, and he determined that my state was extremely bad. In order to avoid a worse development, he stopped everyone from responding to my call."

Every director is an operating logic of the flesh-and-blood machine of Zhongzhe. In terms of authority levels, the first-generation director seems to be fundamentally different from other directors.

Boluogo listened quietly and sipped his wine. He felt that the atmosphere of the conversation was very strange. One second he was discussing the tragic war, and the next second he was talking about the love story of Nathaniel.

Nathaniel laughed at himself, "Emotions are so maddening that even the glorious ones cannot avoid them."

"It's a symbol of our humanity," Bologeau said. "We're not some really cold weapon."

Nathaniel didn't answer, but just pulled out another bottle of wine from the darkness. This time he raised his head and drank directly. The look in front of him made Boluogo feel familiar. After a long time, he remembered , Sere seems to be like this.

Burlogo felt it was time to change the subject, but he didn't know what to say.

The calm lasted for a long time, until at a certain moment Boluogo made up his mind. He suddenly said, "I will show you an ability next. Don't be nervous or resist."

"oh?"

Nathaniel was curious about what Borogo was going to do, and then Borogo slowly raised his hand and gently pressed it on Nathaniel's strong chest.

The heartfelt conversation brought them closer together, and Borlogo had the courage to take a bold step forward.

Just like Adele told him, Borrowgo should try to trust others.

Boluogo closed his eyes, looking for the feeling he had when confronting the Silent One, that strange throbbing from the depths of his soul.

eager.

Infinite longing, hope that almost makes oneself burn and collapse.

Boluogo opened his eyes, and the crazy and grotesque power crawled in his blood, gathered at the fingertips of his hands, and invaded Nathaniel's body.

Nathaniel's expression became serious, and he clearly sensed the coming of this usurping power, like a poisonous snake repeatedly biting his skin, trying to get into his body.

A blue glow lit up in the gap between the palm and the chest, followed by a golden trajectory that spread outward from the palm and covered Nethanil's chest.

Nathaniel looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

Bologg gritted his teeth and persisted. The power he desired continued to amplify. Like a hungry and greedy monster, he wanted to take away the ether from Nethaniel's body. However, the gap in rank between the two was too great, and Bologg could not do it at all. Breaking through Nethanil's Moment Soul threshold.

Just when Bologo was about to give up, the indestructible wall was actually crumbling. Nathaniel took the initiative to lift the critical defense of Moment Soul. The poisonous snake got into his body, and the pure ether was slowly withdrawn. Come out and merge into Boluogo's body.

"Is this your power?"

Nathaniel became astonished at this moment as he became certain of the power Borrogo had wielded.

"Do you know what this is?" Bologg stopped usurping and asked Nathaniel. Sure enough, he knew where this power came from. "This power has been following me. Whenever I kill a demon, It will absorb a certain amount of soul fragments and turn it into pure ether, but in the battle with the Silent One, I actively used this power for the first time."

Boluogo asked his questions one after another. He was eager to know the truth.

"What on earth is this?"

Nathaniel stared at Boluogo for a long time. There were many words that he did not say and could not say. A terrifying storm swept through his mind, and he seemed to vaguely see the grand plan that lasted for decades.

"Blessing, a kind of devil's protection."

Nathaniel worked hard to dig out the knowledge related to it in his mind.

"The devil rarely appears in historical records. His whereabouts are mysterious and mysterious. It is said that even his blood relatives don't know much about him.

Therefore, his debtor and his protection rarely appear in this world, but fortunately, the Bureau of Order has recorded it, and that was during the Wrath of the Scorched Earth. "

Nathaniel tried hard to suppress the new surge in him, restrain his strong emotions, and spoke the next words in almost ruthless words.

"This is his blessing and soul-sucking soul."

Nathaniel grabbed Borogo's hand, almost breaking Borogo's arm, and the sound was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"From him, the jealous Leviathan."

Bologg felt confused for a while. In this subtle situation, he knew the real name of the astronaut. Then he felt a panic about the unknown curse brought by the protection. Bologg quickly calmed down his emotions, and This was not the case with the Nethaniel in front of him.

Nathaniel strangled Borogo's hand, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was suppressing rage.

He remembered that day.

A day I will never forget.

In the roaring ether flow, Nethanil carried the force of the broken army and attacked the overlord Xilin who had exhausted the ether.

This blow should have killed Xilin, but as the attack approached, an irresistible pulling force was released from Xilin's body. The next second, the ether flow constructed by Nesanil began to collapse. The ether in your body began to escape, and instead poured into Xilin's body.

This is not the mysterious ether siphon, but a more bizarre and weird power.

For many years after the end of the Secret War, Nathaniel often recalled the battle with Xilin. He could not figure out how Xilin did it, but he could not figure out how he usurped his ether. . Obviously both of them are Glorious Ones, so Xilin is unable to break through his own etheric mutual repulsion.

Nethanil could only attribute this power to Xilin's strange and powerful overlord power.

Until today.

Nathaniel saw this power again. Even though it seemed so weak in Bolog's hands, Nathaniel would not forget the feeling of having something precious taken away.

He remembers it all.

Boluogo is different from Nathaniel. He is in another kind of shock. He has experienced so many things. Boluogo has seen many blessings and the laws between blessings and curses.

If this is the protection that astronauts give themselves, if the original sin represented by astronauts is jealousy.

So what is the curse of this power?

"Desire too much, want something," murmured Bologna, "and never get it."

The broken and elegant threads are connected together, tying everyone's destiny together.