Endless Debt

"When you need me, I will trigger the gray tide haze, causing them to erupt from the great rift, carrying the plague of decay and spreading throughout the city, creating a man-made extraordinary disaster."

An evil voice came from the darkness. The Shadow King could not see his existence clearly, but he knew that the devil was here at this moment.

That devil is the master of the Wandering Fork Road. He may not be able to control all the big rifts, but it is simple for him to just disturb the changes in the Wandering Fork Road and make the fog gather and rise.

As simple as toppling a domino, they will fall one after another until waves hundreds of meters high are set off and storms sweep over the city.

He was extremely excited, "Huh, it sounds really exciting. Since the fall of the Holy City, this land has been destroyed again."

"What I want is not a massacre," the Shadow King's voice was hoarse, "I just want to blackmail the Bureau of Order."

A voice came from the darkness, "Your idea is too ideal. You know, they won't obey so easily...even if you put a sword on their necks."

The Shadow King did not respond. He stared at the rolling sea of ​​fog under the glass circle, and the figure of the astronaut appeared in front of his eyes.

The Shadow King knew very well that all this was part of the astronaut plan, and even retrieving Xilin's body was part of his plan.

This is a complete conspiracy, and the Shadow King has no room for counterattack.

No, let alone counterattack. To this day, the Shadow King still doesn’t know what the astronauts are going to do. In order to prevent others from noticing their true purpose, the astronauts have laid out their plans for decades or hundreds of years, using various methods. purpose to cover up the real purpose.

Just when you think you've seen through the astronaut's conspiracy, it might just be another illusion he throws out.

"I will succeed. I will get Xilin's body."

The Shadow King suddenly spoke, his voice extremely sure, like an ironclad fact.

"Are you starting to be blindly confident?"

The devil's voice sounded, with a faint smile.

In his opinion, the Shadow King at this moment seemed to be on the verge of collapse under the heavy pressure. He could only repeat some meaningless words to cheer himself up.

Mammon was very satisfied.

The cruel reality is about to defeat the Shadow King, and then he will have no choice but to seek help from himself. This is his land, and the only one who can help the Shadow King is himself.

"You can't reverse reality, so you start to convince yourself? Yes, this is your last chance. Once the negotiations are over, no matter whether the Bureau of Order can reach a deal with the King's Secret Sword, there will be no room left for the King's Shield Guard to continue stay alive."

The darkness began to squirm, creating an ever-changing and slimy figure.

He walked towards the Shadow King, leaving a trail of tar on the ground. It seemed to be high temperature and highly corrosive. The ground made a sharp bursting sound of bubbles, and burning smoke rose up, leaving a trail of tar on the ground. A dark scar.

Mammon came to the Shadow King, raised her hand, and pressed it on the silver mask. The corrosion sound became stronger.

"Shadow King... no, second seat."

Mammon took off her silver mask, revealing the withered and dilapidated face under the mask.

"I remember how you looked when you were young," Mammon said. "How handsome you were...and look at you now."

Mammon's words were full of regret and pity, as if he deliberately aroused the anger of the second seat. Countless scarlet eyes opened in the twisted figure, looking at the face of the second seat without missing any part. .

"In the secret war, in order to regain Xilin's body, you suffered heavy losses. The alchemical matrix was covered with soul scars and was on the verge of collapse."

After reaching the rank of Conceited One, it was difficult to directly kill these high-level Sublimation Masters with physical injuries, let alone those who were in the second seat of the Glory One rank at that time.

The only thing that can cause absolute heavy damage to them is damage to the alchemy matrix that exceeds the moment soul threshold. While causing damage to the alchemy matrix, it will not only weaken their strength and cause chaos in the alchemy matrix, but also cause the alchemy matrix. Causes attached to the soul will further affect the soul and even cause it to become deformed.

The alchemical matrix of the second seat is riddled with holes and covered with countless soul scars. Even the soul is shattered and about to be destroyed.

The decay of the soul is directly reflected in the performance of the body. After lifting the silver mask, the once handsome face is gone, and all that is left is an almost mummified face.

The lips of the second seat were completely shriveled, and most of the gums were exposed. The tip of the nose seemed to have been cut off with a sharp knife. The eyes were deeply sunken, without the cover of the eyelids. The entanglement of flesh and blood was clearly visible, and the throat was covered with large and small lumps. A small hollow, with hoarse breathing coming from it.

"You were injured too badly, and your soul continues to decay. It's a miracle that you can survive until now."

Mammen admired, pressing her dark fingers on the second seat's chest, making a sizzling sound.

"I know that past. What really made you look like this was not the Bureau of Order, but the First Seat."

The second seat murmured, "You have been spying on us."

"There is no way, my gluttonous blood relative is too powerful. Not only does she control the Orangutan Sect, but she also secretly controls the Kogadel Empire. Oh my god, this is so worrying."

Mammon continued, "You failed to recapture Xilin's body, and you were assassinated by the First Officer on the outer edge of Oath City Opos... He failed to kill you, but the soul scars left behind were enough to slow down It's slowly killing you."

He paused for a few seconds, and Mammon's voice became stern.

"Tell me, Second Seat, tell me, what is Leviathan plotting?"

Countless scarlet eyes stared at the second seat.

"I can give you everything you want, the second seat."

The second seater's body started to tremble, and then he let out bursts of sarcastic laughter. He laughed for a long time, as if he was about to cough up blood, and then he slowly stopped.

"Leviathan has given me everything I need," the second seat shook his head, "As for what you want to know... Leviathan knows my desire for revenge, so he chose to help me get revenge. It's that simple. As for anything more, I don’t know anything.”

The squirming of tar stopped for a moment, and the second seat continued, "I only know that my revenge will help him in some way, that's all."

"A conspiracy that cannot be rejected?"

"Yes, that's it," the second seat nodded in agreement, "This is what I think is scary about him. He will help you, because helping you is helping himself."

Mammon said, "It seems that if I can prevent you from taking back Xilin's body, I can indirectly defeat his purpose."

"Do you want to take action?"

The second seat showed no change in the face of the devil's threat, "The situation here is already chaotic enough, are you sure?"

Mammen said nothing and stared at the second seat for a long time. Suddenly, he said something with unclear meaning.

“You have changed a lot, Second Seat.

The changes brought about by pain may distort your appearance, but with your inner tenacity, it should not distort your will. "

Mammon approached the second seat, the stench of hot tar emitted, and the densely packed scarlet eyes flashed on and off like a breathing lamp.

"You have become different from the second seat in my impression..."

Mammon's voice was cold and cruel.

"Are you really the second seat?"

The second seat still remained silent. He had no expression and could not show any expression. Now the second seat was no different from a mummy.

"Hahaha!"

A burst of weird laughter rang out from the tar, and the dark tar turned into a big black snake that was constantly wriggling and distorting. It wrapped around the second seat's body, wrapped around his neck, and stayed in his ears.

Mammon whispered in a voice that only the second seat could hear.

"I don't know exactly what Leviathan is going to do, but I know who you are..."

This time, the second seat finally reacted. His bloodshot eyeballs slowly moved to look at the poisonous snake crawling next to his ear.

"You can fool everyone, but you can't fool the devil, let alone me."

The poisonous snake collapsed, and the escaped tar reorganized again in front of the second seat. He deliberately emphasized the syllables and said.

"Are you right...the second seat?"

Seeing that the Shadow King was still like this, Mammon laughed uncontrollably. His laughter shook the earth, as if the entire Mist Abyss Fortress was shaking violently under his laughter.

"I will help you," Mammon put away her hostility, "I want to see what Leviathan is going to do. Of course, I am more curious about your ending."

The tar dissipated and returned to the shadows, and evil words lingered in the Shadow King's ears.

"When you need it, the gray fog will cover the entire Oath City Opos."

The Shadow King stood up slowly, and a small voice came.

"By the way, the operations team of the Order Bureau has infiltrated into the Mist Abyss Fortress."

Mammon left completely, and the Shadow King put on the silver mask again. In the shadow on one side, the third seat wearing iron armor walked out of the darkness.

The third seat asked, "Are you okay?"

"nothing."

The Shadow King said that he had no problem. As for Mammon's words, he never took it to heart.

Mammon didn't understand one thing from beginning to end. All of this was part of the astronaut's plan. He would not allow anyone to disrupt the plan, even if the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword were united, even if their armies were pressing down on the situation. , but Xilin's body will still return to the hands of the Shadow King. This is destined, just like fate.

The Shadow King believed it so much.

The third seat asked, "Can you believe what he said?"

"He has no need to lie... Someone sneaked in?"

The Shadow King looked at the third seat. The third seat fell silent, either thinking or losing consciousness. After a few seconds of pause, his voice rang out.

"After self-examination, a vulnerability appeared in the virtual domain. Strangely, this did not cause an alarm."

"Don't underestimate the Bureau of Order."

The Shadow King said, "To deal with them, we can't let them discover the plague of decay."

Once the Order Bureau discovers such a large number of decaying diseases, it will only advance the decisive battle of this dispute.

The Shadow King isn't ready yet.

…

"Damn, this place is really big. Are they hiding here all the time?"

In the dark corridor, Palmer's voice sounded directly in the minds of several people through the whistle. Due to Palmer's weird temperament, this secret infiltration turned into a sightseeing tour, starting from entering the Mist Abyss Fortress. Since then, Palmer's gaze has never stopped.

The place they are in can be called a historical building, but now this historical building has undergone obvious secondary transformation and various reinforcements to prevent it from collapsing.

The building is deserted and quiet, and there are not many shield guards staying here. Since sneaking in, Boluogo and his party have not encountered any enemies.

Boluogo did not relax his vigilance because of this. There were not many members of the King's Shield Guard, but most of them came from the King's Secret Sword. Their overall strength was very powerful and should not be underestimated.

"It looks like this," Church echoed Palmer's words. "This place is concealed and strong enough. It's no wonder they were able to hide for so long."

The three of them advanced silently, and when they were about to leave the area, Church suddenly stopped and his voice rang out.

"You just stay here, and I will handle the rest."

Borlog asked, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Church said, "If you go with me, it will slow me down. Why don't we just follow the original plan and stay here to ensure the passage is smooth and help me leave."

Boluogo took a deep look at Church. He knew that Church was hiding something from himself... He was hiding something from everyone, and what he was hiding should be related to his subsequent sneaking.

Church didn't want others to notice how he was sneaking. Think about it, he was an intelligence agent.

Looking at it this way, it's no wonder that Church was entrusted with the important task. From Bolog's perspective, Church's professionalism in his work was even inferior to Bolog's.

"OK."

Boluogo agreed with what Church would do next, and at the same time he told him, "Be careful, there are at least two defenders here."

The two defenders, this is a suffocating power configuration, they are hiding in this fortress, in the big rift.

The silent one counts as one base keeper, and the other base keeper is naturally the third seat.

Boluogo had already fought against the Silver Knight controlled by the Third Seat when the timeline was out of order. He was naturally aware of the existence of the Third Seat and also understood that he and the Third Seat were in the same space.

His mood was a bit complicated. On the one hand, he was a little awe-inspiring and vigilant. On the other hand, he became eager to move, wondering if he could win back a round from the third seat.

"I go first."

Church said to Boluogo, and then he walked towards the shadows. Boluogo tried to chase Church's back, but the moment he merged into the shadows, his existence completely disappeared.

Just like in Fengyuan Highlands, Boluogo still doesn't understand how Church could hide himself in such a battle, and even the veteran who was a defender did not notice it.

This power that helps Church hide may be what he has been hiding.

Church completely disappeared from sight, and Bologg and Palmer hid in the shadows, guarding the entrance of the tunnel dug by Bologg. They would use this road to escape later.

Palmer is a hard-to-quiet guy. "You look nervous. Do you want me to tell you a joke?"

"unnecessary."

"Just smile and relax."

Bologg looked at Palmer solemnly. In the past, when he saw Palmer dressed like a robber, Bologg's aura would weaken a bit and he couldn't help but want to laugh, but this time he was unexpectedly serious.

"This is my first time leading a team and I don't want to make any mistakes, Palmer."

Palmer felt the power in Burlogo's words. He put away his smile and nodded seriously.

This time, no one was trying to joke. The two of them were waiting for Church's return. Palmer silently deployed his secret power and monitored the changes in the airflow in the surrounding area. Boluogo pressed his hands on the ground, ready at any time. control.

In the silence, the sense of time became extremely long, and the alert nerves could not help but relax. At an inadvertent moment, Palmer noticed the disturbance of the surrounding airflow, as if something was approaching, and its speed was very fast. quick.

"Uncle..."

Before Palmer could warn Burlogo, Burlogo had already noticed it from the vibrations on the ground.

"It's the enemy!"

Burlogo's voice exploded in Palmer's mind.

He could detect the opponent's moving speed from the perception that controlled the ground. It was not a normal patrol at all, but moving at high speed, and the opponent seemed to know the position of Boluogo, and there was no trace from the beginning. Stop and come straight to yourself.

Recalling from the beginning of the operation to the present, Boluogo can be sure that he did not make any mistakes, so how was he discovered?

Church?

Boluogo couldn't figure it out. Then he found that an illusory black umbilical cord once again extended from his abdomen. It was connected into the deep darkness, then extinguished, and then reappeared the next moment, flickering and flickering continuously.

A roaring cracking sound sounded, and the wall on one side of the corridor collapsed instantly. The enemy did not arrive from the corridor at all. He directly split the wall and rushed in front of him with absolute violence.

Among the flying rubble, Boluogo saw the silver figure again. It was just like in his memory, pure silver exuding heavy murderous intent.

The Silver Knight raised the heavy lance with one hand to break the rocks, and waved the long sword with the other hand. The high-pitched etheric reaction lingered on him, and Bologo also roared and waved the black bite in response.

The two ether streams collided together, and the roaring air waves passed over the building, raising dust.