Endless Debt

In the dim underground world, Boluogo and his party kept running in the spiderweb-like intertwined air corridors. It was like a three-dimensional maze, constantly extending towards the outside world.

"We didn't get many clues, but these clues, without exception, all pointed there."

While moving quickly, Yolanda raised her hand and pointed to the center of the bottom of the forging pit, behind the foundations extending from the surface. The giant foundation at the core looked like mountains and hills.

Boluogo looked at the blurry outline in the darkness and murmured to himself, "Sure enough, is it still the Holy Hub?"

“The Holy Hub can be roughly divided into three sections,” Yolanda explained. “The foundation area located underground and at the bottom of the forging pit is a centralized factory that coordinates the entire bottom of the forging pit.

Unlike other factories, it is a fully enclosed operation. According to our clues, a large number of missing people were transported there. However, the centralized factory is heavily guarded and it is difficult for us to penetrate. "

Yolanda continued, "The area located above the surface and within the Hidden Land, which is the middle of the Holy Hub, is where the Council of Sages integrated several ether vortex points together, thus creating a The entire Hidden Land powers the great Aether Furnace, which is the source of the Aurora Path.

As for the top of the Holy Hub, the part that pokes out from the deep circular valley and enjoys the true blue sky..."

Bologo responded, "The location of the Council of Sages."

"Um."

Yolanda responded softly.

The bottom of the forging pit is much larger than Boluogo imagined. The buildings are like wildly growing mycelium, spreading crazily and everywhere. They overlap and intersect with each other, like a terrifying nest built of steel and cement.

Boluogo and his party were getting closer and closer to the centralized factory, and Olivia was also constantly sniffing, detecting the blood that was gradually getting thicker.

Suddenly, a loud siren echoed in the bottom of the forging pit, followed by a piercing alarm bell that screamed incessantly. In the disturbing noise, Boluogo heard the sound of radio broadcasts one after another, and the deep and hoarse male voice was saying something. But this sound was diluted by many noises, and Boluogo couldn't hear it clearly.

But Burlogo understood what was happening.

"I guess the large-scale search on the surface of the earth should be over." Bologg raised his head and looked at the endless darkness above his head. "Anyway, the secret powers of the Sublimation People are all kinds of strange. It is reasonable to have a Sublimation Person who is responsible for tracking and searching. .”

"It's a curfew, an emergency curfew."

Yolanda looked at the twisted buildings under the sky corridor. Bloody warning lights lit up one after another. The heavy doors fell one by one. Amidst the continuous sirens, all the workers immediately returned to their dormitories, even those in the narrow streets and alleys. Scattered figures also immediately hid in nearby buildings.

Soon, the bottom of the forging pit seemed to have turned into a dead city. No trace of human activity could be seen anymore. Only the automatic assembly line was still running, making a regular roar of metal knocking.

"somebody is coming."

Suddenly, Olivia said. As she spoke, she was keenly aware of the direction of the ether reaction, and turned her head to look in the direction where the people came from.

"They are approaching us quickly!" Olivia became nervous.

Boluogo's eyes were solemn, and he guessed, "Can the other party track our remaining ether? Otherwise, this would be too accurate."

"Who knows?" Palmer grabbed the rapier and dagger and nodded, "But there are indeed some people in the Bureau of Order whose secret powers have been specially specialized and have extremely strong abilities in some aspects. "

For the Bureau of Order, the Condenser is a convenient tool, just like a repairman's toolbox. The tools will also be refined in different ways according to different situations.

Take Uriel, for example. Her rank is not high and she is only responsible for communications. Another example is those people who have been targeted and specialized in Palmer's words. They are only responsible for certain special situations.

As for professionals like Boluogo, Boluogo believes that he is a multi-functional saber capable of dealing with most complex environments.

"Yannis, Yolanda, you two go first," Bologo directed, "Olivia, you follow them."

Yannis and Yolanda are just disabled people. Once a battle breaks out, Borogo has no energy to protect them. As for Olivia, the reason is the same as before. The Council of Sages is still unaware of Olivia’s existence. Borogo Ge must try to keep her hidden until the right time comes.

Olivia wanted to say something else, but in the end she obeyed Boluogo's words.

"I will take them to the front and wait for you."

After saying that, Olivia twisted and collapsed, turning into a group of shadows covering Yannis and Yolanda. Then the two of them didn't waste any time and ran wildly along the corridor in the air, their figures blending with the darkness. As one body, the footsteps are silent.

Boluogo looked at the disappearing shadow. He guessed that Olivia's secret power was mostly related to the Ascension School. The derived sub-school might also be the Illusion School. She could freely transform into invisible shadows through etherification. , like an unknowable mystery.

"Are you going to meet the enemy?" Palmer asked nervously. "I can hear them. There are many of them."

Olivia can detect the presence of enemies by relying on her outstanding etheric perception. Palmer can do this by using his secret power, Breath of Wind.

As long as he concentrates enough, all disturbances in the air flow will not escape Palmer's awareness.

"Face the enemy? Of course," Bologo nodded vigorously, raised his grip and pointed at the darkness behind him, "We are the imperial envoys, and they are the rebels who should escape."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rapidly approaching enemy also noticed the presence of Bologna and Palmer. Several flares were shot into the sky, like rapidly rising morning stars, passing in front of Bologna and Palmer's eyes.

The dazzling light briefly illuminated the darkness, and also illuminated two thin figures on the corridor in the sky.

"Found them!"

The enemies communicated with each other and were surprised one after another.

In an instant, several splendid auroras penetrated from the surface. They split open the darkness of the underground world and shrouded the pursuers, forcibly raising their etheric reactions by one level.

Glory bearer, fortress defender...

The terrifying etheric reaction was close at hand, like an approaching storm. The high-speed surging air contained an icy chill and sharp pain like a sharp knife.

"Don't be nervous, partner, they just gained false power, and the qualitative change of their own secret energy is still at the original stage."

Boluogo looked calm and calm, not at all nervous.

Palmer looked numb and nodded stiffly. After a period of adaptation, he has become accustomed to this tortuous development. Even if some devil or evil suddenly appears, he will not be surprised.

At most, they were wondering in their hearts, if the Secret Group really fell, could the Clerks family cut some flesh from their bodies. Everyone had been dissatisfied with this group of arrogant guys for a long time.

Before the enemy could get close, several rays of light suddenly shone on the two of them. Boluogo thought that the Secret Group was just like the Regent. They were particular about fair duels and also wanted to bless themselves with a layer of aurora power.

But in fact, it was just that the searchlights used to illuminate the underground world on the dark dome changed their direction. They fell on Boluogo, always reminding others of Boluogo's position.

"Wow, that's really good."

Boluogo squinted his eyes. The light was so strong that he couldn't open his eyes.

"What are you sighing about?"

The enemy was already approaching, and Palmer channeled his secret energy, and a faint breeze echoed between the two of them.

"Don't you think this is like a stage play? We are the protagonists illuminated by the lights." Boluogo said.

"It's... it's a bit like it," Palmer agreed, and then he added, "But if I could, I wish I was in the audience."

"No chance, I've already stood on the table."

Bologo said as he swung his resentment bite. He didn't hit anything, but the power of control guided by his resentment bite hit the air corridor under his feet.

The heavy and huge steel let out waves of horrifying screams. The ether penetrated into the metal, twisting and deforming it. The air corridor under your feet twisted like an iron python, shaking off large pieces of iron filings and dust, twisting with the connected metal. Broken, and then more surrounding air corridors collapsed, entangled towards the main body.

Pieces of heavy metal fell off and smashed into the darkness below. A few seconds later, the impact of the bombardment came belatedly, like several thunderstorms in the distance.

The first person who came to Bologo was a Glorious One, but even though he was called a Glorious One, this supreme power actually came from the blessing of the Aurora Road. In essence, he was still a defender.

Layers of scales were seen covering his body, tearing his original clothes to pieces. Boluogo thought it would develop into a beast, but soon the layers of scales would His body was completely wrapped, and even his head was hidden under the misshapen helmet.

School of Ascension? Armor your body?

Boluogo was suspicious, and decisively controlled the giant iron python under his feet, smashing it straight towards the Glorious One.

The progress of the iron python affects the surrounding things, just like twisting a thin thread out of a spider web. As the iron python approaches at high speed, more and more air corridors are peeled off, and iron ropes and steel cables are entangled. Dancing and dancing wildly.

A large area of ​​the spider web passage covering the underground world was instantly destroyed by Bologo. All the metals were turned into Bologo's soldiers, and thousands of troops charged together.

"I'll leave the rest to you!"

Boluogo shouted and kicked Palmer off the snake's head.

No matter how much he trusted Palmer, Bologg didn't think that Palmer could cross such a huge gap and confront the Glorious One. What's more, Bologg alone was enough, and having Palmer around would actually affect him. His wild offense.

Palmer cursed, but Bologg didn't hear it clearly. As soon as the words came out, they were silenced by the howling wind.

A cloud of icy air surrounded Bologg. Even so, Palmer still put a layer of wind on Bologg before leaving.

After being moved, I saw Palmer's falling figure being held up by the strong wind. The next moment, a massive amount of ether accumulated together, guiding the disturbance of the airflow. The gathered cyclones were like a fully drawn bowstring, all condensed behind him.

Palmer calmly raised his rapier, pointing the sharp tip at a powerful enemy behind the Glorious One.

Basekeeper.

Palmer knew that the opponent was not the real defender, but was forcibly promoted by the power bearer after being blessed by the power of Aurora. In other words, he and the opponent were theoretically evenly matched.

No no no no!

I'm so unlucky, I can't use my precious luck on something like this.

With this thought in mind, Palmer shifted the tip of his sword and pointed it at another person with power. According to Aurora's calculations, the other person was actually just a believer.

I can't imitate Boluogo. This guy can be as powerful as a rainbow, relying solely on his being an undead person to turn every battle into a life-and-death fight.

As for yourself? I have bad luck to begin with, and I only have one life left, so I have to plan carefully.

Palmer has always believed in the law of conservation of luck, and now he has added the law of conservation of momentum. If someone in the team is as strong as a god of war, then someone must be a sneaky thief.

Thinking like this, in an instant, Palmer popped out at high speed, and the accumulated cyclones exploded, pushing his body out like a cannonball. The blocked air in front of him was also diverted by the airflow, even forming a short-term vacuum area.

A cone of cloud unfurled behind Palmer like a skirt.

Secret Energy·Breath of Wind.

The sharp sword tip reflected a rapid thunder, and the explosion broke through the sound barrier, shaking everyone's eardrums indiscriminately, like the roar of a giant.

Palmer's speed was so fast that he passed through the enemy group almost in the blink of an eye. The defender only felt a hurricane passing by, and when he sensed it again, Palmer had appeared behind him.

As for the person with power targeted by Palmer, he only felt a breeze blowing against his face, and then it was like a picture with missing frames. One second, Palmer was still far away, and the next second, Palmer was there. Disappeared.

At the same time, a bloody hole was dug out of his healthy torso, and his heart was completely penetrated. This was not the end. The strong wind following Palmer was like thousands of sharp swords, draining all the blood into his chest. In the cave, he was repeatedly cut, strangled, and hacked.

Within a few seconds, the blood hole continued to expand, swallowing up the lungs, spine, internal organs, and even the entire torso was annihilated into a mass of minced flesh and blood mist in the vortex-like strangulation, and the remaining limbs and head twisted and rotated. Then, it was blown away by the howling wind, turning into pieces of meaty paste that evenly covered the ground.

Palmer rushed out nearly a hundred meters before slowly slowing down, and then the rumbling wind shattered the silence along the way.

When Palmer turned around, the power of the blessed aurora had dissipated, and the broken body fell into the darkness and disappeared.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Palmer realized that he seemed to be quite strong, and just like Boluogo said, these people with the power of Aurora didn't seem to be that difficult to kill.

With this thought in mind, Palmer pointed the tip of his sword at the defender, and the conical cloud's skirt opened again.