Perhaps it was the power of the devil at work. The feeling of crossing the winding path this time was extremely bad. In the past, Boluoge only felt dizzy and nauseated, but this time the body's reaction was stronger than before, with all kinds of unbearable distortions.
Rampant on every nerve.
The power violently slammed into Bologo's will, almost crushing it, then pieced it back together, and crushed it again.
Fortunately, this feeling of torture did not last long, and the chaotic vision gradually became clearer. Boluoge opened the door, his figure swaying slightly, and stretched out his hand to support the wall on one side, trying his best not to fall down.
Taking deep breaths repeatedly, strength filled his body again after each breath, his muscles tightened, and the ether was ready to go. Bologg raised his head, and the worn and mottled fasting mask had already been worn on his face.
It was not stated clearly, but everyone knew that this was an anonymous auction, and hiding one's identity was the most important. The power of the Soul-Haunting Appearance overflowed lightly, and the aura of fear filled the air around Boluogo.
After recovering mentally, the first thing Bologo did was to observe the environment he was in. Old dust was rolling in the air, and a dim light fell from above his head.
Looking around, Boluogo was in a huge atrium, with several rough stone pillars supporting the space. The surrounding walls and floors were also rough, without any modification, and were displayed roughly before his eyes.
Behind Boluogo was a door. When he opened the door, he saw that what was behind the door was not another space, but the same rough wall.
Such doors are built around the atrium. In addition to Boluogo, people are constantly arriving here through different doors. Gray figures are scattered around the huge stone pillars. They are walking slowly and whispering.
They must be the guests at the auction. Boluogo didn't expect that there were so many people. Fortunately, these people were gathered here from the beginning, and Palmer and Teda should also be among them.
He retracted his hand that was holding the wall, and his fingertips seemed to touch something before he left it. He turned his head, wiped away the dust on the wall with his hands, and carefully observed the rough surface.
The wall is not rough. The reason why it feels rough to the touch is that every inch of the wall is filled with fine patterns. This pattern is very familiar to Bologg. Countless coins are carved on the wall.
At first glance, others might think they were fish scales or waves, but Boluogo knew clearly that they were coins, countless Mammon coins.
Walking towards the center of the atrium, the stone pillars blocked Boluogo's sight. When he walked around the stone pillars, he could clearly see the magnificent human sculpture in the hazy light.
The man opened his hands and tried to embrace all the gold. Boluogo knew the man's name, Greedy Mammon.
"here it is……"
The voice rang in his mind, and Boluogo was startled by the voice. Only then did he remember that he was not alone.
It is said to be an auction, but in fact this is another variant of a faith group, and all the wealth will be sacrifices to Mammon.
"It's unsettling and scary here," Aimu continued.
At this moment, she could feel full of fear, and the pressure came from all directions, constantly inflicting fear.
"This seems to have nothing to do with this place," Bologg explained to Aimu, "This is the power of my contract."
While the Appearance of Horror Soul exerts fear on others, it also exerts fear on Bologo. With the blessing of the Harmony Body, this fear is also shared with Aimu.
"ah?"
Aimu was surprised. After hearing her reaction, Boluogo thought it would be better to release some fear so that she would be a little stressed.
The two of them are not watching a movie at the moment, but visiting Longtan Tiger's Den.
Everything happened so suddenly. TEDA suddenly showed him the key, and then the key was activated and he entered the venue, leaving Boluogo with not much time to think.
When Aimu wanted to come here with him, Boluogo wanted to refuse her. This mission was very dangerous, but he thought that in the state of resonance, with his immortal nature, Aimu should not be harmed.
, and she can also strengthen herself.
The most important thing is that mastering Aimu means indirectly obtaining Alice's soul. In the hands of Boluogo, Aimu plays the role of a hostage to a certain extent. Once TEDA does something crazy, Boluogo can
This threatens TEDA.
His eyes swept over the crowds of people walking in the atrium. Everyone was wearing different clothes, but the same thing was that everyone covered their faces, like a masquerade.
There were constant whispers, including a language that Bologger couldn't understand and a completely unfamiliar accent.
This auction was unexpectedly grand, and the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce cordially invited everyone. Boluogo looked at the suitcase and couldn't help but feel worried.
There is a mixed crowd here, and the visitors should all be Sublime Ones. I don't know if only one sixth group can do it when the operation starts and launches a strong attack on the venue.
Boluogo did not continue to think about it. Yas should worry about that kind of thing. All he needed was to do his job well.
Trying to put away the fear, Bologg hid himself in the darkness. During the observation, Bologg did not find anyone from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, nor did he know where they were.
Raising his hand and pressing it against the wall, Boluogo whispered.
"Aimu, help me cover up."
The ether wandered on the palm, but did not cause any fluctuations. With the help of Aimu, Boluogo's aura became thinner and thinner. If you did not look carefully, you would not be able to find Boluogo in the shadow.
Launching his recruiting hand towards the wall, just as Bologo expected, this is a large virtual realm, with ether flowing in the building. It is difficult for Bologo's ether to break through their protection and then have a large-scale impact.
But Boluogo didn't need to destroy it on a large scale. All he needed was a tiny hole, a hole big enough to insert explosives.
Opening the suitcase, it was filled with tubular explosives. Different from ordinary explosives, this batch of explosives was sent by the third group. Because it is too dangerous, it is usually divided.
In a rare act of diligence, Palmer assembled these things in the afternoon.
The third group is specifically responsible for attacking the virtual realm. According to their mission records, another major difficulty in attacking the virtual realm during the virtual realm incident is to destroy the carriers of these virtual realms, that is, the buildings.
The full name of these explosives is virtual realm explosive devices. When detonated, the fluctuations of the ether will impact the virtual realm, and the explosion of their own gunpowder will destroy the building.
The demolition team was busy demolishing the Happy Park and had no time to capture it. They only had to send this batch of supplies. Bologna and Palmer got only a small part, and the rest of the supplies were in the sixth group.
In their hands, it is convenient for them to attack from the outside world.
Boluogo walked up and down in the atrium, prying holes one after another in the solid wall. After stuffing the virtual blasting device inside, he used secret energy to seal the wall.
With the training of a mechanical watch, he could even imitate the patterns on the wall perfectly, with no flaws at all.
The knowledge gained during this period of time gave him a much deeper understanding of the Virtual Realm. For example, the Virtual Realm protects the entire area, but unless there is excessive damage, the Virtual Realm will not issue a warning.
For example, the damage caused by Boluogo to the buildings would be ignored by the Void Realm. Perhaps the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce would not have thought that they would recruit such an elite blaster.
The most important thing is that relying on the observation of the ether flow eyepiece, Boluogo can easily find those areas where the ether flow is thin, where the defense of the virtual domain is weak.
After doing all this, Bologo threw the suitcase aside and tied the remaining explosives to himself. As if nothing had happened, he lifted the etheric shield, walked out of the shadows, and walked towards the crowd.
During this time, many people had gathered in the atrium. Fortunately, the atrium was wide enough and the crowd was not dense. Everyone kept a safe distance and were wary of each other.
It wasn't until the bell rang that the people from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce finally appeared. At the end of the atrium, a huge stone door slowly rose, opening the way forward.
The attendants behind the door have been waiting for a long time. They are dressed in dark blue clothes and have masks outlined with gold wire on their faces. The undulating lines depict the face of a man, which vaguely coincides with the face of the man on the sculpture.
"Palmer! Palmer!"
Boluogo tried his best to lower his voice, but no matter how he called, there was no response from the other end of the whistle.
The time difference between him and Palmer was less than a few minutes. Bologger couldn't believe that his partner died like this in these few minutes... It's not necessarily that Palmer was a complete unlucky guy.
The crowd was already heading towards the gate, but now Boluogo had not found Palmer. Not only had he not found Palmer, he had also found no trace of TEDA.
He remembered the pale puppet mask, but after scanning them one by one, he found nothing.
There is more than one such atrium, and Palmer and TEDA arrived in different atriums respectively? But even so, should Palmer answer his call, or is the distance between the two too far?
Boluogo couldn't stop and kept up with the crowd. Multiple etheric reactions arose, and light rose on everyone's body. Out of vigilance, everyone activated the ether.
The serpent crawls under Bologo's clothes. The virtual realm has a suppressive power on the condenser. The release of ether is not smooth, but this feeling of controlling power still makes many people feel at ease.
After walking through the long corridor, the attendants guided the guests to the venue. It was said to be a venue, but it was actually a magnificent Colosseum. The guests sat down on the steps of the ring, and a high platform rose in the central venue.
, an attendant in the same attire stood on it.
Boluogo found a seat on the edge that was convenient for movement, and soon a man wearing a golden mask walked onto the high platform. He opened his hands to everyone and said loudly.
"Welcome! Everyone!"
Boluogo looked at the man from a distance. For some reason, the voice sounded familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
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