Endless Debt

Boluogo felt that he had rested enough, although he actually didn't rest for long at all.

After closing the curtains, the room became completely dark, leaving only Dudel's voice on the radio station.

Bologg sat back on the sofa, and there was a notebook in front of him. This was the "Origin Manual" written by Bologg.

After being promoted to the Power Bearer and exploring the etheric realm, Bologo added all the speculations about the astronauts and even the existence of the Gate of Origin to his "Origin Manual".

It can be said that this notebook currently contains unimaginable knowledge, and according to the regulations of the Bureau of Order, Bologo's behavior of recording top-secret information on a carrier is undoubtedly against the rules.

Burlogo didn't think too much. He just prayed that Palmer would respect his privacy and not rummage through his drawers.

In the darkness, Bologg couldn't see clearly the words on the note, but this did not prevent Bologg from continuing to think according to the information he originally wrote.

During this operation of infiltrating the Mist Abyss Fortress, Boluogo obtained some more fragments, and he was about to completely piece together the entire secret war.

"What if... what if all this is a conspiracy by the astronauts?"

Bologg raised his head and muttered to himself in the darkness.

Ever since the wrath of the Scorched Earth broke out more than sixty years ago, the astronaut has been planning something. With the help of King Solomon, he almost succeeded. Similarly, other devils have also noticed the conspiracy of the astronaut. Terrible, they woke up from attacking each other and united to attack the holy city.

The fall of the holy city.

What the astronauts planned ultimately failed. The devils controlled the mortal chess pieces and conquered the high walls of the sacred city. The great King Solomon was burned unwillingly in the light and fell into the scars of the earth... …

Bologg suddenly sat upright, and the light of ether lit up in front of him. It illuminated the coffee table in front of him, and also illuminated the battlefield sand table under the glass cover that had been following Bologg for a long time.

The snake scale liquid silently penetrated into the sand table. In the rough model of the sacred city, the silvery white liquid shaped two miniature models.

One is an astronaut, and the other is King Solomon wearing a laurel wreath. On the battlefield behind the high wall, chess pieces in robes appear one after another, their total number is six.

The fall of the Holy City was the climax of the strife, and all the devils gathered here... They had to gather here.

"What exactly are you planning?"

Bologo stared at the chess piece representing the astronaut, his heart full of confusion.

"Obviously you didn't take any action during the wrath of the Scorched Earth. You just hid behind the high wall with King Solomon. However, because of the leak of the secret, the warring devils were even willing to put down their fight and choose to join forces to solve the problem first. you."

Boluogo exclaimed, "What you are planning is enough to threaten all devils, and no one can stay away."

The first, last, only, and true winner in the long dispute.

So what is it that allows astronauts to do all this?

Boluogo's thoughts were stagnant. He felt that his chest was heating up, as if a fire was burning in his heart. Then the flames burned his throat, and at the same time as it spewed out of his mouth, an almost The words that Bologo had forgotten appeared in the invisible fire.

"Seven heads and ten horns, with a crown on his head."

Bologo exclaimed.

"Red Dragon."

Judging from what Nathaniel and the tyrant had said to themselves, this mysterious thing called the red dragon, which came from King Solomon and the astronauts, did not die in the fall of the Holy City. It is buried somewhere in this city, so it is like a whirlpool, constantly attracting evil spirits.

The more Boluogo thought about it, the more he got a headache. Finally, he temporarily stopped his thoughts and leaned back on the sofa covered in sweat. Dudel's noisy voice on the radio also disappeared, replaced by a soothing melody.

Rock music doesn't always have to be loud.

Boluogo rubbed his eyes, stood up slowly, and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Aimu said that she likes the observation tower very much. It is the only viewing point in the Bureau of Order. From there, you can see very far away places. There are many places that Aimu has never set foot on.

Of course, the most important thing is that looking at the distant scenery can soothe your tired eyes.

The sublimation furnace core is like a complex mechanical factory. The hot furnace is flowing with hot molten iron. The researchers are hammering the anvils like blacksmiths. Even Amu is no exception. Because of the superiority of his steel body, the laboratory Inside, Aimu did a lot of the work that required strength.

Boluogo listened to Aimu's words and imitated Aimu's movements. He opened a gap in the curtains, and then looked out the window. His vision crossed the buildings and slowly moved up.

Boluogo found that late at night, the night sky in Opos was unexpectedly clear, and the accumulated clouds collapsed into a corner, allowing the bright moonlight to fall down just right.

Everyone will feel a burst of joy when they see such a beautiful moon, but Boluogo is different. He has been on the moon and knows more about what is on the moon.

There was no romance in that land, just a devil, his open-air cinema, and a huge observatory.

Sounds like a ridiculous dark fairy tale.

For so many years, the devil was like a peeping tom. He hid on the moon, relying on the legacy of King Solomon, building crazy machines, spying on every move on the ground, and mentally calculating those evil conspiracies. Looking for a chance to defeat his blood relatives and become the King of Devils.

Boluogo stared at the moon, and an inexplicable idea rose from the bottom of his heart.

"It was you and King Solomon who created the red dragon."

Borogo spoke to the moon.

"Could it be that... you have recovered the red dragon?"

The window seemed to be open, and a bit of cold wind seeped in, brushing against Boluogo's body, giving him a creepy feeling.

Boluogo stumbled and leaned back. He tripped over the coffee table. With Boluogo's agile skills, he would not have fallen down, but this time he fell straight to the ground, shrouded in the moonlight. Next, his eyes became empty.

Is there a possibility that since the fall of the Holy City, the astronaut still has not given up his "grand conspiracy". So what if King Solomon is dead and the Holy City is destroyed? They were originally used by the astronauts Just chess pieces.

The astronaut has drained the value of King Solomon and obtained enough technology and inheritance from him. Even if it is destroyed by other devils, he is fully capable of trying again with these inheritances.

Red Dragon.

That terrifying, world-destroying red dragon.

A huge sense of crisis enveloped Boluogo, and he remembered what the Shadow King said to him.

What the astronauts were plotting might be a replay of the past, which was why he was so vigilant. Even the overlord Xilin, in his hands, was just an abandoned child and a victim to achieve the conspiracy.

Think about it, Xilin's life was full of ups and downs. Everything he did was just to die in the secret war, so that he could deliver the curse-like alchemical matrix to himself without attracting anyone's attention. hands.

Think again about the beginning of your own tragedy.

It was when King Solomon died and the sacred city was destroyed that he became immortal in the sky full of fireworks and brimstone, and in the countless towering pillars of salt.

From the moment the conspiracy was exposed, the astronaut had already prepared a new round of planning, so he found himself, made himself an immortal, and continued to complete his conspiracy.

"I'm not special," Burlogo murmured. "I just happened to be there, happened to be chosen, and happened to be his debtor."

Bologo was not the destined savior. He just happened to appear at that time. He even said that he was the astronaut's desperate choice.

So how should we explain the memory of our "past life"?

Boluogo couldn't figure it all out, but after thinking like this, Boluogo understood one thing.

Since he is not a red dragon, will he be like Xilin, just a link in the astronaut's conspiracy, a discarded son who will be abandoned in the future?

Why not?

Even Xilin was a victim, so what was Bologo?

As if seeking a sense of security, Boluogo stood up feebly. He picked up the Bite and placed it in front of him.

In the darkness, a dim light floated on the pitch-black sword blade. His fingertips brushed the blade, and the coldness of the metal penetrated his bone marrow, making Boluogo wake up.

Boluogo felt a little ridiculed. Even if he was undead, he would still be troubled by this.

"What are you planning? Astronaut."

Boluogo thought like this, and the ruined city covered in fireworks and ashes in the abandoned land came to mind.

Like a call from the dark, Boluogo wanted to go deep into it and reach the golden palace surrounded by light. He wanted to see with his own eyes the scene that had happened in the past history.

Bologger wanted to see the body sitting on the throne with his own eyes.