Endless Debt.

Chapter 764 Pacifist

Chapter 764 Pacifist

With the activation of the secret energy, Jesse was as fast as a phantom, and the bite failed to hit him, but nailed into the ground, breaking a large piece of masonry.

At the same time, Jesse's body began to twist, as if being pushed and dragged by invisible hands, the pain and screams gradually intensified, the breathing became faster and faster, the entire head deformed suddenly, the eyes enlarged, and the mouth turned outward It protruded and turned into a ferocious wolf's mouth, and the bones made a violent clicking sound, as if they were about to support a huge skeleton.

At this moment, Jesse has turned into a giant half-human, half-animal, with bloodthirsty canine teeth exposed in his mouth, and several paws touching the ground, making a loud noise, constantly swinging.

His body was squatting on the ground, his feet were reflexed, his bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Boluogo, and he slowly stretched out his sharp claws. The next second the ground he was on was shattered, and Jesse's figure was flying at high speed. disappeared in.

Pain came from Burrogo's shoulder, the werewolf's teeth pierced through muscle and bone, blood spurted out, and the werewolf let out a creepy growl.

The sharp claws reached out to Burrog, and as long as he touched it, he could tear Burrog into pieces.

The heartbeat sounded like a war drum, like an overheated engine.

Slashing the sawaxe wiped away Bologo's pain, and the snake scale fluid turned into chains to wrap around the werewolf. His speed was too fast, almost ghostly, and Bologo had to catch him.

Countless chains swayed, and when the werewolf was about to be trapped, the extremely cold breath passed over Burrog's side.

Secret energy · cold breath.

The only woman in the team, the Prayer, she decisively released the arcane power when Borrog tried to trap the werewolf.

The woman opened her mouth, and her breath turned into a strong cold current. As the hissing of the cold wind became louder and louder, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

Under the infiltration of extreme cold, Bologo's dry and hot body began to cool down and stiffen, and the blood flow slowed down, as if frozen.

A tiny trace of frost crawled from the outer layer of the chain, leaving irregular and slender traces on the chain, like many snow-white earthworms wriggling on it. In just a few seconds, these traces increased rapidly, forming a chain. There are dense lines.

The werewolf waved his claws to sweep, and the air screamed shrilly, instantly shattering the frozen chains. Due to the stagnation of freezing, Bologo also slowed down by a section, and was firmly slapped on the chest by his sharp claws.

Burrog took a few steps back, and at this moment, the woman's breathing ended. Her secret energy should be limited by her lung capacity and could not be released for a long time.

But in the interval when the secret energy stopped, the werewolf rose into the air, and slammed towards Bologo with the sharp claws of his hind legs, and the bite collided with him, causing bursts of sparks to splash.

The werewolf rushed forward, trying to bite Burrogo by the throat.There was a cold light on the teeth, which made people tremble with fear.

Earthen walls rose from the ground and crumbled.

After the smoke and dust filled the air, Bologo avoided the bite, raised the hand ax and slammed it down heavily.

The deadly chill struck again, they were released from the woman's mouth, forming a cone-shaped storm in front of her.

The frost condensed into crystal clear ice crystals, which covered Bologo's body and sword axe. As the frost spread rapidly, the surface of the metal gradually became rough, and the originally smooth surface was covered by the unevenness of ice crystals. Thick enough to completely wrap around the sharpness of the blade.

Burrog felt that his muscles began to tense, as if being pulled by countless thin lines, his flesh and blood entered an irreversible change, and more and more water began to freeze in his body tissues.

Within the cold mist, it seemed that there was heavy snow that buried Burogo, and the icy breath made it difficult for Burogo to breathe, and his body shrank uncontrollably, trying to resist the attack of frost. However, these were all in vain, Burogo Ge could feel that his facial muscles had begun to stiffen, like a hard stone.

As far as the strength of a believer is concerned, this chill is too terrifying. Out of the corner of his eye, he fell on the woman, and Bologo saw the injection spilled all over the floor. The woman's face was pale, and the blue blood vessels on her neck were like Protruding like dense vines.

In order to quickly suppress Bologo, the woman used alchemy potions to strengthen her own secret power in a short period of time. This required a cruel price, but she was fighting a desperate war, so there was nothing to hesitate about.

The breathing ended, and the woman coughed painfully, and even vomited blood. The werewolf also attacked again at this time. Once hit by the sharp claws, Bologo's frozen body would crack like a brick.

Boluoge remained motionless, the earth trembled, and countless stone halberds rose from the ground, among which were mixed spears made of snake scale liquid.With the characteristic of continuous proliferation, no matter how many snake scale liquids are destroyed by the cold, Bologo can make them expand quickly.

Seeing this, the woman suppressed the burden and pain in her body, and roared at Bologo again. A cold chill was brewing in her throat, but this time a little bit of crimson appeared on the cold metal.

The scorching scale exploded!

The red mercury ignited in an instant, and flames clustered around Bologo. The high temperature reduced the chill, and countless silver hands waved towards the werewolf, each holding a sword, gun, sword, and halberd.

Bologo apologized for his previous thoughts. Even now, the Snake Scale Liquid is still fully functional.

"Go!"

A vague voice sounded from the werewolf's mouth. In the cooperation of the three of them, often only he and the woman suppressed the enemy, and the mysterious third person would take the enemy's life at the right moment.

Now all of Burrog's energy was spent on dealing with himself, and the werewolf felt that he had forced out all of Burrog's methods, and was frozen by the cold, unable to move, and it was time to do it.

The silver hand set off a storm of sharp blades. The werewolf swung its claws and broke most of the steel, but was also scratched by countless sharp blades. Time passed by, but the expected attack never came.

The werewolf jumped back and looked in the direction of the third person. The third person stood there sluggishly, his eyes blank. A thin line of blood stretched on his neck, and then his head fell to the ground.

Palmer's figure appeared behind the headless corpse, and at this moment, the werewolf and the woman were horrified to find that Bologo's suppressing force held all their attention, and in this short confrontation, they were completely Ignored Palmer's presence.

Relying on the control of the airflow, Palmer didn't make any sound, just like a ghost.

Palmer smiled at the woman.

Gunshots sounded.

The alchemy bullet pierced the headless corpse, then pierced the woman's throat.The muzzle of the gun was on the back of the corpse, and the woman didn't realize that she had been aimed at.

She clutched her throat, the alchemy bullet did not break her cervical spine, which saved her life, but blood gushed out from the hideous wound on her neck, and in a few tens of seconds, she would be Shock due to heavy bleeding, and her throat injury also made it difficult for her to continue releasing the secret energy.

Burrog moved his feet with difficulty, and his frozen body was not so easy to recover. The werewolf also noticed this, and a decision arose in his mind.

Continue to fight, or evacuate.

He didn't think too much, the werewolf leaped towards the woman decisively, picked her up, and tried to take her away. At his terrifying speed, neither Burrog nor Palmer could stop him.

"I advise you to stay away from her." Burrog said, his voice a little hoarse.

The werewolf ignored Burlog's meaning at all, and at this moment Burrog raised his hand with interest, his fingertips focused on the blood in the woman's body.

In fact, he could have done this a long time ago, but if he didn't do it now, Burrog would not have caught the werewolf.

Mysterious power · governing decree.

The werewolf suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then, under his horrified gaze, the woman's body shattered into pieces in his arms.

With the movement of Burrog's finger, a ball of bright red blood burst in the air, turning into a sharp blood blade.

The werewolf froze.

The bright red blood thorns diffused from the woman's broken body like a mist, wrapped around the werewolf's body, tightly bound his movements, the sharp thorns cut through the werewolf's thick fur, and blood gushed out immediately.

The werewolf looked blankly at Bologo who was walking slowly. He roared madly and struggled hard, hoping to get rid of the shackles of the thorns, but every time he struggled, a new wound would appear on his body.Those deep scratches are reminiscent of the claws of a beast.

The details of the cuts were extremely vivid. With the struggle, the thorns left deep wounds one after another, and the red blood from the wounds slowly flowed out, staining the surrounding hair.

The werewolf's eyes were full of pain and despair, and the wound continued to spread and deepen, making the pain double.

As Burrog slowly clenched his fists, the thorns' bondage grew stronger, and the blood drained from the werewolf's body faster and faster, until at last the thorns got under his skin and spread to his heart.

"First question, where is Morrison?"

Bologo lowered his head, he was very good at interrogating this kind of thing, the horror burst out, and the terrifying fear exploded in the werewolf's mind.

"Second question, where is the plague of decay?"

The King's Secret Sword is only here to kill the Shadow King, and they don't care about the life and death of Opus, the city of oaths. Boluogo will continue Church's previous actions and destroy all the plagues of decay.

"asshole!"

The werewolf growled. He wanted to tear Burrog alive, but now he couldn't move.

"I repeat."

Bologo planted the bite on the ground, and the slime of the snake scale shaped a claw hammer in his hand.

Paal turned his head silently, knowing what was going to happen next.

……

In the narrow corridor, Bologo wiped the blood on his hands, and walked quickly in the corridor with Palmer one after the other.

This is the first time that Bologo has fought against an enemy of the same rank since he was promoted to the negative power, and this also gave Bologo a precise understanding of his own strength.

Jesse's body transformation is very troublesome. After being transformed into a werewolf, his speed is hard to catch with the naked eye. With his extremely strong vitality and strength, coupled with the roar that shocks the spirit, few people can survive in his hands, let alone He also has teammates.

It's a pity he met Burrog.

Professional people do professional things. With a simple design, Bologo caught Jesse, and everything after that was very simple.

It's a pity that Bologo couldn't pry out anything from Jesse's mouth. Maybe he gave him too much mental shock. After interrogating for a while, Jesse released the secret power and lost the power of the werewolf. He was completely transformed, allowing the blood to drip away little by little. With such a serious injury, even etherification could hardly save his life.

The tragic death of his companion, the desperate situation, Jesse chose to die, and turned into a cold corpse in a pool of blood.

Burrog guessed that he was still cursing himself right up to the moment of his death.

The ground shook, and a series of etheric reactions rose in the distance one after another. The flames of war gradually spread to the Wuyuan Fortress, and even burned the wandering fork in red, engulfing most of the big crack.

This is a battle of purification. Under the strict blockade of the Bureau of Order, the citizens will only see strange lights rolling in the sea of ​​fog. For them, the magnificent lights have long been used to it, except for the strangers who have just arrived Outside the ground, no one paid attention to the scene in the sea of ​​fog, and no one would have thought that there was only such a thin distance between them and the extraordinary war.

Blood dripped down Burrog's fingertips, Burrog asked as he walked.

"Do you think I'm a pervert, Palmer."

"Sometimes," Palmer affirmed, "Fortunately, you are an employee of the Bureau of Order. If you are placed outside, you may become a murderer."

"You think my violence is a fetish?"

"Is not it?"

Bologo was silent for a moment, he couldn't deny that he really liked to inflict tyranny on the enemy.

Bologo has a savior spirit, but unlike the noble savior under universal values, Bologo is more inclined to punish.

He couldn't help but argue, "I'm just serious about my work."

"Then you're being too serious."

Palmer didn't sympathize with those enemies, that's what a child would think, he just felt a little sick and doubted Burlogo's mental state.

With the help of Burlogo, Palmer usually watches some heavy-duty low-cost movies without any disturbance in his heart. Compared with these artistically processed ones, Palmer has seen real swords and guns in his work.

"Well... Actually, you probably won't believe it, Palmer."

"What don't you believe?"

Palmer and Burlogo asked and answered, this is their usual style of action, it seems that in any bad situation, they would chat a few words to pass the time and relieve the pressure.

It can be said that the more nonsense they talk, the more pressure they have.Normally, Burlogo would only complete the action efficiently and then pack up and go home.

"I'm actually a pacifist."

Burrog stopped, turned his head, and said to Palmer solemnly.

Palmer was expressionless, "This joke is really cold."

"No, no, I'm serious, Palmer, I've read a lot of books recently, and then I found out that I'm very similar to the pacifist described in the book." Burlogo continued to walk forward.

"If you're a pacifist, what's a devil? An angel?" Palmer shook his head. "That's so ironic."

"No ... I just feel that there are many ways to achieve peace, and violence is definitely one of the answers."

Burlogo then repeated his answer, "Violence breeds peace."

Palmer didn't know what to say, and Burlogo went on with his nonsense.

"As long as other violence is completely destroyed and becomes the only and most powerful violence, then absolute violence will also represent absolute peace, won't it?"

Burrogo became a little excited, and he muttered to himself, "Anyone who dares to break the order will be severely punished by violence."

Palmer commented, "Sounds like a terrible dictator."

"I think so too," Burlogo responded with a smile, "I also know that this kind of thing is still too idealistic."

"There's nothing absolute like good and evil," Palmer added quickly. "The devil must be evil."

"The devil?" Burrog thought for a while, "I think they are more like a chaos of all aspects."

The black umbilical cord in the abdomen gradually solidified, and Burrog knew that he was getting closer to the Shadow King, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Palmer asked, "Do you think you're going to be a big scary dictator?"

"I don't know," Burlogo shook his head, "I don't even know what kind of person I am."

Bologo stopped in his tracks and raised his hand to stop Palmer. The time for chatting was over. The sound of the roaring engine came from far to near.

After billowing thick smoke, Bologo and Palmer fell into a courtyard room. There was a lot of space here, but there were collapsed rubble everywhere, and several huge cracks traversed the building. The result of a single blow.

Like toppling dominoes, Burlogo only needs to destroy the key parts of the building, after which it will collapse under its own gravity.

The noise next to my ears became clearer.

Burrog held his sword and ax vigilantly, and after the smoke cleared, a nightmare monster emerged in front of his eyes.

It was a grotesque thing made up of different mechanical parts and creepy limbs. Its surface was wound with a seemingly twisted but industrial-looking cable network. The surface of the cable was covered with hideous Gears and bayonets, it looks like a circuit diagram full of blood and gravy.

Burrog guessed that these cables were the monster's nerve center, and transmitted energy through the huge machinery. In the monster's bones and muscles, there were also a large number of mechanical pendants and parts. These parts seemed to be made of rare metals. A strange light shone, causing the whole monster to turn into a huge natural fusion of flesh and machinery when it moved.

What really disturbed and excited Burlogo was that he could feel a slight tingling in the air, as if corrosive gas filled the area.

Behind the flesh and blood monster, countless people in protective suits are busy walking around. They seem to be debugging something. On the outer edge, there are fully armed shield guards. Among them, Bologo saw the disgusting face .

"Morrison!"

Palmer's roar rang out first, and Palmer, who was just chatting with him relaxedly, suddenly became furious. He pulled the trigger and shot at Morrison.

The alchemical warhead crossed a deadly trajectory, but under Morrison's timely dodge, it only left one after another sunken potholes on the metal plate.

Just as Morrison was surprised that the enemy had penetrated so deep, Burlogo was also very surprised.

Burrog couldn't find the Shadow King, but he guessed he'd found what the King's shield guards had been plotting.

A deep and thick sense of ominousness exudes from the huge flesh and blood creation.

(End of this chapter)