Endless Debt

The roar of the engine resounded through Boluogo's mind, followed by a wave of anger, as if countless warriors were clamoring beside Boluogo, calling for Boluogo to lead them to charge and kill. , and then Boluogo smelled an inexplicable aroma.

Just for a moment of sniffing, a lot of saliva secreted from Boluogo's mouth, as if it was some kind of delicacy. His body started to move, and a strange feeling of hunger came from his abdomen.

It didn't take long for Bologna to find the source of the scent.

"You smell delicious now," Bologo said calmly.

"ah?"

Aimu was stunned, and her sudden words made Aimu feel at a loss. She sniffed around, and apart from the blood emanating from the hand axe, there was only the smell of machine oil on her body, but Boluogo said this good smell.

Does he have any weird hobbies?

"Hmm, interesting, this hatchet is affecting me."

Boluogo raised the hand axe, and the straps were nested layer by layer, tightly binding Boluogo's palm to the handle of the axe. Blood overflowed from the gap and poured into the hand axe.

"It should be urging me to kill, and you, all killable targets, will become sweet and delicious under its influence, like some kind of hallucination."

Boluogo moved his wrist, and the hand ax cut through the air with a hunting sound.

"You... are you being affected by it?" Aimu came back to his senses at this time, but looking at Boluogo's cold appearance, it didn't look like he was dominated by hallucinations.

"Yes, its mental erosion is weaker than I expected. Maybe it doesn't require enough blood."

The sonorous roar of iron and war roars came to Bologl's ears again. Others would have been excited at this moment, but Bologg was already used to these things. Many illusions had a profound impact on Bologg's emotions. The impact is not even as good as Aimu's teasing.

"I probably understand. For other people, this contract object would be really difficult to control, but maybe I can give it a try."

As he spoke, Boluoge pulled out the Grudge hanging from his waist, and the jet-black blade slashed down quickly. There was a slight feeling of sluggishness in his wrist, but then all obstacles disappeared.

The bite rippled, the bandage shattered, and Boluogo's blood-stained hand escaped from the shackles of the hand axe, and the hand ax fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The auditory hallucinations in my ears weakened, and the words that were about to go out were full of unwillingness and resentment. If this contract object has self-awareness, it has been hungry in the warehouse of the Bureau of Order for too long, and it is not satisfied with Boluogo's behavior. , it cursed loudly.

Boluogo raised his eyebrows. The etheric strength of the power-bearer made him heal very quickly. In a few seconds, the backlash caused by the hand ax on him had healed.

"Can you give me this contract?"

Boluogo said as he stepped on the hand axe, completely suppressing its restlessness.

"This book is for you," Aimu said. "It will just gather dust in the warehouse. If I give it to you, it might work wonders."

Bologger nodded and waited patiently for the hand ax to cool down, until the vague sound like war drums and engines in his ears completely disappeared.

"It's a tricky weapon, but I'm confident I can handle it."

Boluogo bent down and picked up the hand ax to avoid being cut by the sharp ax blade full of tiny serrations again. The snake scales wrapped around the hand axe, and they gradually became thinner, as if they were undergoing a process on the ax blade. Layers of silver plating, completely covering all its edges.

After dancing in his hand for a few times, Bologo sighed that this weapon was indeed made for killing. Just holding it gave Bologe an inexplicable sense of power, and whether it was from the feel of waving it or the weight. In terms of distribution, this hand ax is perfect.

Wrapped in black cloth, Bologo casually held the hand ax at his waist, as if the bloody scene just now had never happened.

Aimu was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but look around Boluogo, "Don't you have any other feelings?"

"No."

"Really? Dizziness? Desire to kill? Violent tendencies? Not at all?"

Aimu jabbered a lot, while Boluogo kept shaking his head, indicating that he had no problems.

"how can that be possible?"

Aimu grabbed Boluogo's hand and detected his heart rate and many other values. After more than ten seconds, the reading results came out. The overall values ​​fluctuated to a certain extent, but they were still within a controllable range.

This time, Aimu looked at Boluogo with eyes full of disbelief, and then there was a hint of apology and pity in his eyes.

"I...I always thought you were pretending to be stupid." Aimu murmured, "It turns out you are really stupid!"

"What do you mean?" Boluogo really didn't understand this time.

"Your emotions, are you stupid? Don't you have any emotional ups and downs?" Aimu said loudly.

In the file, there is a long list of kills about the Saw Axe. Of course, all those killed were its users. Such a weird and evil weapon was so easy to get into the hands of Boluogo. The ground was thrown away and stepped on.

The identity of a scholar made Aimu immediately think of many things. She grabbed Boluoge with both hands and said with tears, "You don't have a psychological defect without knowing it, do you?"

For example, there is no emotion at all!

After thinking about it this way, Aimu found that many things made sense.

"No wonder you can smash other people's heads with no expression on your face, no wonder you don't respond to the fear of the soul-shattering appearance, no wonder..."

Boluogo seemed to understand what Aimu was talking about. Her too cold reaction made her think that she actually suffered from some kind of psychological defect, which was perfectly covered up by her "rigor" and "coldness".

Boluogo didn't know how to explain this to Aimu for a while. He wanted to tell her that he had been hacking people for ten years in the broken reality. Not only was he accustomed to hacking and killing, but practice made perfect. .

No, I feel like the problem will be bigger if I tell you.

Aimu might think that he is the ultimate murderer who is so close to numbness that he cannot even restrain himself with this contracted object.

"Calm down, I'm healthy. Do you need me to show you the case that the psychiatrist prescribed for me?"

Boluogo said, grabbing Aimu's hand, "You can also test it yourself."

He added, "The shadow in my heart, as long as it's there, I can't lie to you, can I?"

Aimu looked at Boluogo suspiciously. Since her promotion, the resonance body has been strengthened and advanced to become a mental shadow. This power can allow Aimu to spy on the deeper psychology of others, and even implant some hints. , to induce the other party's action.

No one wants to let others peep into their innermost feelings, and the same is true for Boluogo. Since then, he has never overlapped with Amu and relied on her power to strengthen.

The same goes for Aimu.

The influence of power is mutual, just like gravity. When Aimu peeks into the depths of Boluogo's heart, Boluogo will also see her.

Borogo would be disturbed by the openness of his heart, and so would Aimu.

Hearing that Boluo Ge took the initiative to let herself explore her heart, Aimu panicked and hesitated. Her words were stumbling, trying to show her previous toughness.

"No, doesn't this seem like I'm taking advantage of others' danger?"

"Why do I think you are bluffing?"

"Okay! Provocative, right?"

Aimu mustered up her courage, her palms were illusory, and they overlapped with Boluogo's palms.

The partial overlap is not enough to peek into the whole heart, but you can also detect some of the other party's emotions.

Aimu thought that she would be greeted by an empty and barren spiritual world, but she felt the incomparable tranquility and the joy that gradually rose under the tranquility. The only noise was vague anger and madness. It seemed that It is the remaining breath of the saw axe.

"Are you happy?" Aimu asked confused.

"So be it."

"Why are you so happy? You got a new killing toy and you can't wait to use it to kill people?" Aimu said, "You are really twisted!"

"No."

Boluogo said expressionlessly, "I like talking to Aimu very much. It doesn't matter if it's just boring words. It relieves stress and makes people feel comfortable and happy."

His voice was cold, as if he was reading a work report, but Aimu could clearly feel the joy transmitted by Boluogo.

Aimu realized that Boluogo may not have a physical defect, but a facial muscle defect, just like his eyes that are always unfocused. He is not contemptuous of you, nor is he pretending to be cold, he is just a little short-sighted. , cannot see clearly.

Aimu withdrew his hand, his mind a little confused, "Do you have anything else?"

"there is none left."

Boluogo put away his saw-axe and placed it on the back of Boluogo's waist, wrapped in layers of snake scale liquid.

Thanks to the fact that he joined a behemoth like the Bureau of Order as soon as he joined the job, not only did he not have to go out and compete with others for promotion resources, but even these deadly weapons were allocated in warehouses.

Boluogo is deeply aware of the convenience and benefits of choosing a good company to join. The only drawback is that their competitors are equally powerful.

"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing."

Burlogo invited, "Palmer and I are planning to hold a movie marathon. It may take a long time. You may need to take time off. Are you interested in participating?"

"Okay." Aimu replied simply, she never misses this kind of thing.

"See you next time."

Boluogo left cleanly and without any attachment, leaving Aimu alone in the warehouse.

After a period of calming down, she said to herself, "Since...since you have emotions, are you pretending to be stupid on purpose?"

Thinking of this, and thinking of his ugly appearance just now, Aimu couldn't help clenching his fists, and that subtle desire to win emerged again.

Boluogo walked striding in the corridor, his thoughts involved in the contract object he had just obtained.

This kind of extremely dangerous thing is not something that Aimu can give to him just because he thinks it suits him. It must have been approved by the decision-making room. It was the decision-making room that felt that this weapon could be given to him.

Heck, since he knew the nature of the crowd, no matter what kind of instructions the decision-making room issued, Bologo couldn't help but think of it as a potential conspiracy.

There's so much suspicion about this kind of thing, it's very tiring.

Just when Boluogo was thinking about this, he suddenly noticed something. The corridor in front of him was very familiar, as if he had just walked through it.

Bologe has always been a practical person. The snake's scale fluid extended out of his body, throwing out a flying knife and stabbing it firmly on the ground. Bologe stepped forward and ran wildly, turning a few corners. Bologe He returned to his original position again and pulled the flying knife out of the ground.

He was trapped in an endless loop.

Belphegor?

My previous conversation with Lebius must have attracted his attention. Maybe he is the one who is causing trouble now. Although this devil is imprisoned deep in the Bureau of Order, he still has a certain degree of interference in the room. ability.

A slight trembling sound sounded, and Boluogo noticed that a straight gap appeared in the wall in front of him. The gap opened and expanded to both sides. A door with exactly the same specifications as other doors appeared suddenly from behind the wall.

Bologo noticed the nameplate on the door panel.

Decision room.

Bologg took a long breath, then raised his eyebrows. He arranged his clothes to get himself in perfect condition, raised his hand and knocked on the door. Then Bologg used all his strength to unscrew it. The door handle opened into darkness.

After a brief dizziness, Boluogo appeared in an extremely turbid darkness, and then a dull and long tone sounded in the darkness, and then the light fell one by one, illuminating the magnificent upside-down hall.

Boluogo had already been here once, and he was no stranger to what happened next. After going through the long and boring invisible steps, Boluogo saw Maria again in the deep darkness, or maybe Say, everyone.

Burlogo sat down on the chair. He had given up thinking about the nature of the chair.

tentacle? Roshan? Who cares?

Boluogo said, "The direct summons from everyone, I guess something big is about to happen, right?"

Maria smiled slightly and said, "The Bureau of Order is ready to negotiate with the King's Secret Sword."

"are you sure?"

Boluogo had already expected it, but when Maria said it herself, he still couldn't accept it. "There are many people in the field department who are dissatisfied with this matter."

"I know."

"Are you planning something? Could this negotiation be just an illusion?"

Maria smiled and said nothing.

Sometimes, not answering is also an answer.

Boluogo was already prepared in his heart.

Maria said, "The second negotiation with the King's Secret Sword will be held in the Great Rift, but this is just a cover. We will launch a joint raid on Wandering Fork Road for the purpose of negotiation."

"Should we unite with the King's Secret Sword to deal with the King's Shield Guard first?" Bologo said, "How can you be sure that the King's Secret Sword will cooperate with us?"

"Because we'll give him what he wants."

"Xilin's body."

"Yes, Xilin's body will also appear in the negotiations, and will be guarded by Nathaniel himself. The King's Secret Sword will see what they dream of, and this will also be our sincerity."

Boluogo sneered at Maria's words, "Do you think the King's Secret Sword can be trustworthy?"

"No," Maria said confidently, "but this is our home court, and I am confident that I can control everything."

"hope so."

Boluogo knew that he could not defend himself against the crowd. It contained huge wisdom. If Boluogo was given ten more brains, he would not be able to resist the crowd.

"Then why did you call me here? I'm not just listening to your nonsense, right?"

Maria said, "I have a task for you."

Boluogo stared into Maria's eyes. In everyone's imaginary illusion, her eyes were so empty, as if she had no soul.

"In what capacity should I take on this task? As a member of the special operations team, or as the leader of the temporary operations team."

"Team leader, Team Leader Bologo."

Boluogo breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that Lebius was not involved in this matter. He could understand Lebius' hatred, but he also hoped that Lebius could live well.

"Although there were some problems with your previous infiltration operations, the results were very good. You roughly ascertained the power of the King's Shield Guards and the plague of decay they prepared.

Under the protection of the Tyrants, they remain under a cloud. We don't know when they will unleash the plague of decay. We must act as quickly as possible.

I hope you can serve as a guide and lead the King's Secret Sword to attack the King's Shield Guard. "

Hearing this, Boluoge felt a little complicated. He actually wanted to join forces with the enemy, "Am I the only one?"

"It's just you."

"You are also afraid of the King's Secret Sword's breach of trust, aren't you?"

"Yes, that's why we sent you as the undead to take action. Even if you are betrayed, we can recover you to reduce meaningless casualties."

"Sounds like I'd be a really useful tool."

Boluogo had no objection to this. Without his teammates around him, he could give it a try. Church's tragedy would not happen again, which made him feel much more relaxed.

"More than that, I selected you because you have the ability to execute these traitors with your own hands if they are betrayed."

Maria's recognition of Bologo's abilities surprised him.

"Is this considered a conspiracy against the King's Secret Sword? He threatened to continue negotiations and even Xilin's body, and ordered them to send people to deal with the king's shield guard... Anyway, this is also a traitor who split from among them, and they should be happy to do so. For that." Boluo Gelu understood the relationship.

After pondering for a moment, Boluogo made a request, "I want to bring someone with me to act with me."

"who?"

"My partner, Palmer Crax."

An unnatural smile appeared on Maria's face, "Your partner is not immortal."

"I know, but I also know that he has a grudge against the man named Morrison. If Palmer can't kill that bastard with his own hands, he will be depressed for a long time."

Boluogo said quietly, "If Church can't wake up, he will be depressed for the rest of his life, which is too bad."

"So you brought him with you? You should know what this team means to a certain extent..."

"Suicide Squad, I understand."

Boluogo interrupted, the situation in the Great Rift was so chaotic, and there were figures of devils interspersed in it. The defenders were all staring at the other defenders, and the Glorious Ones were wandering to the left and right of the battlefield. In a highly tense atmosphere , power-bearers like Boluogo have become the protagonists of the stage.

"If he knew that I didn't take him with me for this kind of thing, he would really resent me. What's more, I also promised him to accompany him to kill that bastard."

Burlogo added, "The main thing is, I believe in his good fortune."

Maria was amused, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure he always thought he was unlucky, but he didn't realize that any time he had bad luck, he wouldn't be alive today."

Boluogo said, "Even I have died countless times, but I still survived by relying on my status as an undead person."

"Palmer is the truly lucky man, but he doesn't know it."

The more Boluogo thought in this direction, the more he wanted to laugh. It would be extremely vulgar to write a story using Palmer's life as the protagonist.

He was the designated heir to a big family when he was born, and he also had a childhood sweetheart who came from the same big family. He lived a smooth life until adulthood. Although he had some ups and downs after working, he was lucky enough to survive and meet a person with such ability in his work. A very strong partner who solves all the inconveniences in his job for him.

It's great. If Palmer's life experience is made into a movie, it must be a bad movie that is too good to be true.

Having said enough jokes, Boluogo became serious. He asked seriously, "If you only rely on a few powerful people, you can't defeat the King's Shield Guards."

The Shadow King, the Third Seat, the Silent One, and those hidden powers, who knows what Boluogo will face after the Sea of ​​Fog.

"You don't have to worry about this. The King's Secret Sword will dispatch the fourth seat and many power holders and believers to cooperate. This is their operation to completely wipe out the second seat faction. In this regard, they are better than us. Be willing to fight.”

Prior to this, the King's Shield Guards had been hiding under the rule of the Bureau of Order. Even if the first seat wanted to clear out the second seat, they could not send much force. This was also a rare opportunity for them.

"Aren't you afraid that the first and second seats will unite to fight against us?"

Boluogo felt that the complexity of this incident was that neither party could trust the other party, and everyone was suspicious of their opponent.

"The conflict between the first seat and the second seat is irreconcilable and unavoidable. They absolutely cannot join forces." Maria said with great certainty.

Boluogo felt that his thoughts were in a mess. In the Bureau of Order, they really implemented the idea of ​​​​doing more work for the able.

"What about the tyrant?" Bologg asked, "The Army of the Silent Ones is much larger than I expected. According to my understanding of them, once forced into a desperate situation, he will reach the level of the Glorious Ones."

One glorious person is enough to completely smash all conspiracies and conspiracies.

After hearing this, Maria laughed instead and asked, "What do you think the immortal form of the Silent One is?"

"Continuously dividing itself, as long as there is still a speechless person, he can split into the size of the legion again. If you want to kill him, you must kill all the speechless people at the same time... This is an almost impossible thing. Something that could be accomplished.”

Boluogo marveled. He was certain that the Silent Ones must have backups. Even if they killed all the Silent People in the Wandering Fork Road, the backups would wake up in another safe house.

"That's it," Maria said more firmly, "so the Silent Ones can never become the Glorious Ones."

"Why?"

"When he arrives at the Glorious One, it means that all the power is gathered in the hands of one person. It also means that there is only the last person left in the Army of the Silent Ones." Maria said the fatal curse, " In other words, as long as he, the Glory One, is killed, the Army of the Silent Ones will cease to exist, and he will be completely killed."

Just like the teasing and curse from the devil, when the Silent Man wants to gather his power in one place and satisfy his greedy heart, it is also the moment when he will be given the concept of "death".

He didn't dare to take risks, and he was greedy for power, so he could only fall into this endless cycle of desire and suffer.

The crowd saw through the true nature of the undead, and it asked contemptuously.

"Do you think he has the courage to fight to the death?"

If nothing else, I'll have a day off tomorrow.