Jeffrey knew very well that he had no chance of survival if he faced the evil alone, but he only needed to stop it for a few seconds, giving Bologo a chance to escape from this place.
As the ether surged, Jeffrey's fear also reached its extreme. This was the first time he felt such shocking fear since the secret war seven years ago.
Faced with this ancient and terrifying existence, even the sharp mind fell into a stalemate.
His gaze swept across, and all the scarlet tentacles within his field of vision were firmly imprisoned, but this imprisonment did not last long. There were too many of them, and the figure trembled slightly, about to break free from the stagnation.
Jeffrey's secret power has never been good at dealing with large-scale battles, but fighting between single targets, so Jeffrey always travels with Lebius. Jeffrey imprisons the target, and Lebius
Swing out that fatal sword.
"You saw it too, right? Lebius."
Jeffrey muttered in a low voice, and the blade-biting wolf beside him was being dominated by Lebius.
When moving, the two always traveled together. Even if they were briefly separated this time, Lebius sent a blade-biting wolf to follow him.
Jeffrey began to be glad that the two of them were separated, otherwise one more person would have died here.
If Lebius also dies, the poor special operations team will probably be disbanded.
There was no response to Jeffrey's words in front of him. The blades all over the Bladebiting Wolf's body were slightly raised, and a harsh buzzing sound was emitted while trembling.
The stagnant state did not last long. The tentacles broke free one after another and smashed down on Jeffrey's head. There was no deceitful effect or any skill at all. It was just an instinctive attack of a beast, but such an attack could easily hit him.
After the long bridge was broken, in the thick smoke and dust, Jeffrey moved quickly and fired back.
Gunfire burst out, and bloody holes were drilled into the tentacles. Scarlet threads came from all around, and were all cut off by the bone-crushing knives.
This is the first time that Jeffrey has fought against evil... Of course, unless someone is crazy, even a glorious person will not take the initiative to approach evil.
Jeffrey couldn't help but smile, as if to comfort himself, he muttered.
"You don't get to fight evil often."
The bridge deck beneath his feet completely collapsed amidst the wriggling of flesh and blood. Jeffrey threw out the hook and swung to one side, followed by thousands of crimsons.
Jeffrey didn't know much about the evil, at least he knew very little about the person entrenched under the Great Rift. When Jeffrey learned about the existence of this evil, it was under the surveillance of the Abyss Watcher.
, falling into an almost eternal sleep.
For this reason, Jeffrey had no idea how to fight it. He could only rely on his combat experience to find a way to survive its attacks.
Palmer and Bologo fled quickly. Even if they didn't look back, they could still detect the terrifying ether fluctuations.
"Are we giving up on Jeffrey?"
Palmer shouted to Bologg that if the two of them left like this, Jeffrey might really die here, but soon, Palmer thought about what would happen if they turned back, and what would happen with Jeffrey?
Will Foley die together?
"For now, that's the case." Boluogo's voice was cold and ruthless.
He didn't know what the situation was now, but judging from Jeffrey's reaction, this was definitely the key to everything.
Aimu seemed a little disappointed. She didn't know much about Jeffrey, but judging from the reactions of the two people, Jeffrey was their friend, and now their friend was about to die.
Boluogo suddenly stopped walking and turned around. The two of them had already escaped to a safe area. Although they didn't know where to escape next, they were not dead for the time being.
"My reason tells me that we should sit back and watch Jeffrey die, and then I will continue to act rationally until one day I gain the corresponding power, and then come back and kill this monster."
There was suppressed anger in Boluogo's voice. He turned to look at Palmer. Palmer was so pierced by the sharp eyes that he dared not look directly at him.
"Palmer, you are a lucky man and very good at escaping. You can take him away next, right?"
Bologo said, raising the storage container.
"What...are you going to do?" Palmer's voice was trembling.
"I am an immortal. I have more capital than anyone else to risk my life."
Boluogo said lightly. He didn't know what the monster was or what would happen next. He only knew that Jeffrey couldn't die here.
Palmer swallowed, took the container decisively, and swore, "Even if you die under the big crack, we will dig you out."
Boluogo was slightly absent-minded. He felt that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit ridiculous. He was obviously running into the fearful unknown, but when Palmer said it, he always felt like a gangster.
That's not bad, this serious atmosphere needs some relaxation.
Burlogo suddenly felt that Palmer was very suitable to be a stand-up comedian. This guy always made people laugh when he spoke, but if possible, Burlogo would rather have him say this on the stage rather than here.
In a fatal place.
"Aimu, stay with Palmer and take him away."
Boluogo went on to say that this matter was very dangerous and he didn't know what he would encounter. It was the best choice to let Amu leave.
After a few seconds of silence, Aimu said with a hint of disgust.
"No, he looks too dirty."
Boluogo's words stopped for a moment.
Looking at Burlogo's expression, Palmer asked curiously, "What did she say?"
Perhaps out of trust in the experts, after knowing that Boluogo was ready to turn the tide, Palmer felt no more nervous at all.
"You don't want me to kick you out, do you?" Bologo said.
"You are an immortal. As long as I don't remove the resonance body, even if you die, I will not be affected."
Aimu explained his reasons.
"Admit it, Boluogo, you need me, otherwise you will just die... No, you are going to die, but if you die in less than a minute, no one can save you, you
You need to...die slowly."
The golden halo solidified, as firm as Amu's thoughts.
"I can help you."
Burlogo took deep breaths repeatedly, imitated Palmer, and spoke in a lighter tone.
"You are considered a minor. Such a fatal matter requires the consent of your guardian, right?"
Even so, Boluogo had already turned around and ran towards Jeffrey.
"My guardian was chasing you just now, and... I'm not a human being. The rules of being underage can't apply to me, right?"
Aimu learned quickly, she was already good at saying these nonsense, and she and Boluogo could answer questions fluently.
Boluogo couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't know whether this was a bad way to teach a child, let alone what kind of adult Aimu would grow into in the end.
But Boluogo could clearly detect that there was a strange emotion rising in his heart. He thought that when Adele watched him grow up, she felt the same as he does now.
The Long Bridge is very large, almost running through the entire dark underground space. However, under the attack of evil, the Long Bridge continues to collapse, leaving only a few broken bridge pillars, standing alone in the darkness.
Jeffrey retreated towards the position that had not yet collapsed. This environment was not suitable for him to fight. Another scarlet tentacle rolled up and hit him, but under the cutting of the bone-crushing knife, the tough flesh and blood collapsed.
Jeffrey had a hard time describing the shape of the evil. After all, it was so huge, and what he saw at the moment was only a small part of its majestic body.
Its real main body is hidden under the deep chasm, and what comes to attack it is just a tentacle running up along the long bridge.
But it is this tentacle that is constantly splitting and alienating as the battle unfolds. It is like a mass of flesh and blood that can adapt to the environment, constantly correct itself and evolve.
Scarlet pupils were split on the entangled tentacles. Intuitively, it seemed to be no different from the Corrupted Roots, but Jeffrey knew that compared to the unconsciousness of the Corrupted Roots, relying solely on
Unlike instinctive devil products, evil is conscious.
Not only is consciousness, it has a mind that is no different from ordinary people, or even surpasses ordinary people, and the biggest difference between the two is that evil can control the ether.
Every strike of the tentacles carried the impact of ether, knocking Jeffrey's figure back and forth like a pinball, but Jeffrey's eyes were no longer frightened, and instead noticed some strange colors.
.
Something... isn't right.
After entering the battle, the fear of facing the evil was gradually fading until it turned into suspicion. The terrifying monster was not as powerful as imagined, at least for Jeffrey.
Jeffrey knew very well how powerful the evil was. Logically speaking, he could not last more than a few rounds, but now the battle between the two sides was actually becoming evenly matched little by little.
"Have you contacted the Abyss Watchers?"
Jeffrey's voice roared in the heart network.
There is no sign of the awakening of the evil, which also represents another possibility, that is, the Abyss Watchers responsible for monitoring all this were killed by the evil before they had time to issue a warning.
Jeffrey knew very well what kind of people could serve as the Watchers of the Abyss, not to mention that there were also Base Keepers among them.
All kinds of doubts made Jeffrey feel strongly uneasy, and at this moment another voice sounded in the heart network.
"This is an outpost of despair."
The voice was low and gentle, and the other party spoke with absolute certainty.
"According to the observations of the fourth group, the Abyss Watchers, the evil is still dormant and the Silent Defense Line remains intact. The report is completed."
Hearing such a response, there was silence in the Heart Network, and Jeffrey's heart also became cold.
Jeffrey knew the voice in his head and trusted his words absolutely.
The evil is still dormant, so what is he facing at this moment?