The two of them were in a stalemate with vigilance. Palmer had no ability to defeat Olivia. Fortunately, Olivia herself was also subject to many restrictions.
Since the Dawn War, several extraordinary families have made contracts with the Night Clan. Every surviving Night Clan is not only trapped in the Land of Eternal Night, but is also restricted by the contract and cannot attack them directly.
The Contract School makes people both love and hate it. It has given rise to many groups that believe in the devil. However, this powerful power of contract has bound many people with different positions together and maintained a semblance of peace.
The contract is not powerful, and it cannot completely restrict Olivia's actions, but what is certain is that once the contract is broken, a new round of blows will be waiting for the Night Clan.
Olivia is very aware of the current situation of the Night Clan. The best situation for them, who are still surviving, is to remain silent and not let anyone notice.
The flesh and blood is still growing, and it has begun to evolve on its own. The flesh and blood are mixed with the layers of bones, like a pair of arms hanging down from the top of the head, with teeth and claws.
Olivia took a deep breath. Normally, she would never care about these rules. Even if she broke the contract, she would chop off Palmer's head without hesitation.
But things are different now. Olivia is very clear about her mission. She has been running for this mission for decades, and it cannot end here no matter what.
"Have you thought about it? If we continue like this, everyone will be doomed."
Palmer reminded him. He looked relaxed, but under the black hood, sweat had soaked the fabric.
What an unlucky thing. There are not many Night Clan left in this world, and yet I met one in a ghost place like this. It is really unlucky.
The Krax family and the Night Clan have a blood feud, and only a heartless bastard like Sere would not care about it.
Palmer didn't think his words could impress the woman in front of him. What he wanted more was to delay the time. What if he delayed for a while longer and he would become lucky? For example, a group of tough men fell from the sky and chopped the night tribe in front of him into pieces.
Meat paste.
The figure moved slowly, trying its best to keep itself away from the door, but this small movement could not escape the woman's sight. She ended her thinking, and the black smoke dissipated and condensed beside Palmer.
Olivia made no secret of her actions, but Palmer couldn't resist even if he wanted to. Olivia was too fast, and a sharp dagger appeared in front of her eyes, pointing directly at herself, and could cut her open with the slightest movement.
Throat.
The atmosphere became silent, only flesh and blood continued to grow, covering most of it in the blink of an eye, turning the darkness into a scarlet cave.
Palmer thought he was finished, but the woman in front of him said.
"What are you doing?"
Olivia tilted her head, her consciousness pointing to the devices scattered all over the door, "Are you going to blow up the virtual realm?"
"Expert! This is a virtual realm blasting device. As long as I press the switch, it can blast a hole in the virtual realm and break the seal." Palmer asked and answered.
"Do you still understand the virtual realm?"
Olivia was a little surprised. She didn't expect that a weirdo like Palmer could actually understand these things. It was like a monkey knowing how to draw. It was unimaginable how much effort the teacher had to put in to let Palmer learn these things.
"It's not like I understand it. I've just been studying how to escape from the virtual realm of Fengyuan Highlands since I was a child, so if you ask me to cause destruction, I'm pretty good at it."
There was a trace of resentment in Palmer's eyes. It seemed that his childhood escapes had ultimately ended in failure.
"So... everything is fine, how about it?"
Palmer suddenly put a hand behind his back, his eyes were playful, and his tone became tough.
"You are right. This is a trap by the Bureau of Order, but it is not aimed at you. You can leave quietly, but if you choose to attack me..."
The corner of his eyes glanced at the door, and Palmer threatened.
"I may die, but I will definitely blow open the door and destroy the virtual realm before I die. Guess what is behind the door? If you guess right, there will be a surprise."
Olivia looked at the man in front of her, and she suddenly approached Palmer, her charming breath accompanying her words, and her words caressed Palmer's cheek.
"Okay, everything is fine."
Olivia agreed to cooperate with Palmer, but Palmer did not breathe a sigh of relief. The woman looked like she was about to bite him.
Palmer didn't mind being bitten by a strange woman, but that was fine with Night Clan, she would drain his blood.
"We can work together."
Hearing this, Palmer breathed a sigh of relief, but did not completely let down his guard.
"What does your Order Bureau want to do?" Olivia inquired about the information.
"How could I know? I'm just a low-level field worker."
It was rare for Palmer to keep a secret rather than surrender directly to the enemy.
"you sure?"
Olivia smiled slightly, showing her fangs, and her ruby eyes reflected Palmer's face. Under her gaze, the entire face began to distort, like ripples on the water.
Few people can resist Olivia's charm, and with a little manipulation, she can control Palmer.
This can be regarded as one of the talents of the Night Clan. These immortal monsters have extremely strong charm, and those who are charmed will be immersed in the blurred beauty and even lose their body perception.
This is a common thing. Before the Night Clan eats, they will play with their prey like this, like a powerful tranquilizer, making them forget the severe pain caused by being sucked blood.
"Wait a minute and control yourself."
Obviously, such charm was of no use to Palmer. He quickly raised his hands and tried to push Olivia away, keeping a safe distance from her.
The life-and-death fight just now ceased and turned into something a bit comical.
Olivia looked at Palmer suspiciously, and saw the way Palmer looked at her, which was ordinary but weird, as if she was a female orangutan in the zoo and he was a tourist.
This was the second time this happened today, and Olivia really began to doubt her own charm.
Could it be that you are already an old thing and can't keep up with the progress of this era?
"I have a fiancée."
Palmer straightened his collar with both hands and said very coolly.
"Although her figure is not as good as yours, and her personality is not as good as yours, she is my fiancée after all."
Having resisted Olivia's temptation, he felt a bit proud, but Olivia's eyes were fixed on Palmer's hand.
The scarlet eyes revealed full murderous intent, almost dripping with blood.
Palmer did not hold the detonator in his hand, but a ball of black fabric. Noticing Olivia's gaze, Palmer quickly explained.
"No, I'm not a pervert, this is my emergency hood!"
Palmer quickly put away the black stockings. He often wore this strange thing with him. When the black hood was broken, he would put on the black stockings as a mask. In an emergency, he would also pick up some garbage bags and put them directly on his body.
On the head.
"You fool me!"
Olivia roared angrily. What she cared about was not the black stockings, but that Palmer didn't have a detonator at all.
"Huh? Is that so?"
Palmer looked harmless, but before Olivia waved the dagger, another strong ether wave was released, extending from the door.
A dazzling light lit up the door, and in an instant the roar of the explosion swallowed up the two people present.
There was no detonator from the beginning. Facing a far stronger enemy, the opponent would most likely cut off his arm and grab the detonator, and these devices also require a certain amount of time to activate.
For safety reasons, Palmer set the virtual field explosive device to detonate at a timed time, and all the nonsense he just said was just to delay time.
Palmer feels that he is a genius, but if possible, he hopes that there will be as few links as possible that reflect his genius.
In addition to the physical explosion impact, the roaring ether surged in all directions, the flesh and blood that grew withered and shattered, and the entire building was also filled with cracks and collapsed.
Amidst the chaos, a violent wind suddenly rose. Palmer gritted his teeth and persisted, taking advantage of the howling wind caused by the explosion to fly into the sky. The black smoke around him continued to solidify and dissipate, and Olivia's scarlet eyes continued to flash out.
She was like a ghost seeking blood. When she was about to touch Palmer, a boulder fell from above her head, with scarlet flesh still covering it.
The flesh and blood people don't know what the crisis is. They will only follow their instinct to eat, and they stretch out their scarlet tentacles towards Olivia. Olivia's attack is interrupted like this. In a few seconds, all her flesh and blood will disappear.
It fell apart, and even the boulders had cracks.
Moving forward again, just as fate was protecting Palmer, boulders fell one after another, blocking Olivia's way. She felt extremely depressed for a long time, but the angrier she became, the other side of the smoke, Palmer
Elmer's damn laughter got louder.
"Lucky day!"
Palmer shouted.
The collapse ended quickly. Palmer stood at the door of the passage where he came from, and Olivia stood among the ruins. Behind him was the blasted door. From behind the door, poisonous mist floated with vague light.
, overflowing up the steps like a tide.
"It's time for you to go, friend."
Palmer held on to the wall and said loudly.
Olivia stared at Palmer. He was right, she should leave. After the sea of fog, there were swarms of ether reactions, and the monsters from the Bureau of Order were rushing here non-stop.
If it were someone else, Olivia could still handle it, but the Order Bureau is different. They are the masters here.
"Who are you?"
Olivia asked again. She had already recorded Palmer's blood, just as she had recorded Burlogo's blood before.
