Boluogo couldn't remember what happened next. At the end of his memory, he felt a surge of etheric reaction, and then like an explosion, the immortal heart in front of him shattered into chaotic fragments.
The strong sense of exhaustion finally defeated Boluogo's will, causing this unstoppable cold machine to fall into a short dormancy.
When Boluogo regained his consciousness, he was still on the bloody battlefield, but this time there were no hated enemies on the battlefield, but only familiar figures one after another. Everyone performed their duties and dealt with the disaster.
Aftermath.
"you're awake?"
Jeffrey's voice sounded next to him, and Boluogo turned his head and saw him. Jeffrey was standing next to him, with his upper body bare and covered with scars, holding a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing it slowly.
The smoke rose and filled the air, covering his face, but Boluogo could still see the golden pupils in the mist.
Boluogo felt a splitting headache, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"It didn't take long, only a few minutes."
Boluogo sat up in embarrassment. He tried to recall the void world after death, but his memory was empty.
It seems that Boluogo did not die just now, but just passed out from exhaustion. This is thanks to Yu Aimu's ether support, otherwise Boluogo would have fallen into dormancy long ago.
With the end of the Immortal Heart, this rampant and crazy flesh and blood has finally been contained. Slight collapse sounds continue to be heard from the pale flesh and blood earth under the feet, which is turning into powder and dissipating little by little.
Bologo struggled to stand up. Even though he was resurrected, his body was still full of fatigue and unbearable pain. His own recovery was not complete. He groped around randomly with his hands, trying to find a weapon that he could hold.
"Don't be nervous, it's all over."
Jeffrey comforted him with a relaxed and soothing tone, stretched out his finger and pointed forward.
Boluogo followed the instructions and saw the fierce-looking guys right in front of him. They were wearing white armed uniforms and dealing with the remnants of the battlefield.
Streams of scorching fire are released from the flamethrower. When the red mercury burns, it releases a large amount of heat energy. These ruthless flames are very suitable for dealing with twisted and growing flesh.
The coagulated flesh and blood was burned into a pitch-black charred shell, exuding a disgusting smell of ash, filling every corner of the air.
Boluogo couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, and then he saw those gray-black debris flying in succession. They slid down like snowflakes, and were blown by the breeze, returning to the sea of mist below.
A raging fire ignited in the large fissure, and guys in white armed uniforms set fire wantonly, eradicating the flesh and blood that spread on the cliff. On the shoulders of these people, Boluogo saw those familiar marks.
The authority denied by dark graffiti is the ninth group, the symbol of atheists.
"The Great Rift is affected by the power of Madness, and it is difficult to directly transport personnel through the winding path. Although the ninth group accelerated the pace of action, they still encountered a lot of flesh and blood creations on the periphery of the battlefield. In order to avoid disaster
The spread of it, they were slowed down."
Jeffrey explained on the side that if there is no external interception by the ninth group, it is only a matter of time before the immortal heart spreads outside the Great Rift. Once these crazy flesh and blood spreads to the urban area, the entire Oath City Opos will have
The possibility of fall.
"Has the sixth group arrived too?"
Boluogo saw the figure of the sixth group, the riot control operation group again... Mainly because Hart was so easy to recognize. That guy was at least two meters tall, with a huge back and a strong waist. He looked like a giant in the crowd.
"It's related to the Immortal Heart, and all the action teams that can be mobilized have been mobilized," Jeffrey took a long breath, "and these origin school condensers are very good at containing these troublesome things."
"Containment?"
Burlogo noticed Jeffrey's choice of words.
"The Immortal Heart is, after all, the heart of evil. It's not that easy to kill. At most, it can only be rendered powerless."
Geoffrey patted Boluogo on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow.
The flesh-and-blood earth beneath our feet is constantly collapsing and annihilating. Fortunately, it is huge enough. Even if it completely collapses, it will take a certain amount of time. By the time it is completely destroyed, the work of the action team will have been completed long ago.
Jeffrey took Burlogo to the center of the battlefield, where he was surrounded by the ninth and sixth groups. Burlogo also saw the leaders of the two action groups, Carnegie and Yas.
The ninth group, the atheists, are specifically responsible for fighting extraordinary disasters caused by the devil. It can be said that if the special operations group had not intervened, they should be responsible for the loss of control of the immortal heart.
As he walked into the encirclement, Boluogo saw the strange and immortal thing.
The iron sword was nailed to the flesh and blood on the ground, and the cold blade penetrated the blood-red heart. At this moment, the immortal heart had stopped beating, and there were countless cracks on the surface of the heart, and underneath the cracks were densely packed
Web texture.
With the combined efforts of Borogo and Lebius, the Sword of Iron cut the Immortal Heart apart, but unfortunately, these powers alone were not enough to completely kill the Immortal Heart.
Absolute destruction equaled immortality, causing this heart to lose all power and fall into dormancy.
Yas raised his hand, and etheric prohibition and etheric silence were applied to the Immortal Heart, causing the etheric vacuum to completely cover it, making it impossible for it to swallow the ether and revive again.
Carnegie brought a storage box and carefully stored the Immortal Heart and the Iron Sword in it.
The storage box was closed, and all the locks were fastened one by one. A faint light appeared on the dark metal surface, and then it completely turned into mortal matter and no longer reacted in any way.
"After the containment is completed, transport it back to the safe containment department immediately."
Carnegie handed the storage box to his team members, and several people received the order to return to the Order Bureau with the storage box. For safety reasons, Yas also assigned several team members to escort the storage box.
Others stayed behind and continued to deal with the aftermath of the battlefield. Someone on the cliff sprinkled large swaths of red mercury downwards. The fiery red liquid covered every place and seeped into the cracks in the rocks.
A few flames fell and ignited it in an instant. The dazzling fire suddenly appeared, like a burning waterfall. In the heavy flames, the remaining flesh and blood howled feebly and turned into gray-black snowflakes, leaving no trace.
The high temperature dissipates the coldness of winter and evaporates the diffuse fog.
As his vision became clearer, Boluogo walked to the other side and looked around, seeing corpses dug out from the ruins.
That was the corpse of the enemy. The conspiracy of the King's Shield Guard was shattered and almost the entire army was wiped out.
"Well done, Bologg." Yas noticed Bologg's arrival and praised him.
"What about the rest?"
Boluogo didn't care about this kind of praise, he cared more about what other people were doing.
"Everyone is alive...just need to be hospitalized for a while."
Jeffrey followed him unsteadily, followed by several staff members.
Unlike other field staff involved in the battle, these guys wore medical protective clothing and gas masks. They followed Jeffrey while injecting medicine into his body and wrapping gauze on the wound.
Boluogo saw the marks on these people, they were doctors from the border sanatorium.
Thinking about it, this time axis disorder incident is extremely involved. All action groups have been mobilized, not to mention other departments. The logistics department is already cursing while handling the follow-up matters. Border nursing homes have also arrived here.
, rescuing the injured field staff.
While Bologe was thinking about these things, a doctor passed by and noticed Bologe. Without saying a word, he gave Bologe an injection on his neck.
"You don't have to take care of him, he won't die."
Jeffrey waved his hand and told the doctors not to disturb Bologg. The one who needed help more than Bologg now was Jeffrey.
He then said, "Give me another shot."
After another injection, Jeffrey felt much better, and the pain in his body was shielded. He breathed deeply and looked exhausted.
"The undead are so convenient..."
Looking at Boluogo with a relaxed look on his face, Jeffrey couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't worry, the others were seriously injured and have been transferred to the border nursing home. If you wake up one minute early, you can go with them."
Listening to Jeffrey's explanation, Boluogo nodded. He still remembered the brutality of the battle. Even as an undead, he was severely injured one after another and all the flesh and blood on his body was devoured, let alone other people.
.
Bologg recalled the figure of Palmer. He rarely cared seriously about his partner. He didn't know what the unlucky guy's condition was, but since he was rescued by the border sanatorium, there should be no problem.
After learning the news about the others, Boluogo still did not feel relieved. His eyes swept around, as if he was looking for something.
In the melee with the Silver Knight and the Immortal Heart, Bologo had to maintain a high degree of mental concentration, so that he had no time to think about many things. Now that the battle is over, thoughts are flooding in, confusing Bologo's mind.
Endless.
He looked around in panic, and Jeffrey seemed to understand what Boluogo was looking for. He turned around and waved to the other side, as if calling someone.
The other party noticed Jeffrey's wave, and then saw the awakened Boluogo.
Boluogo was still looking around, and then he heard a sound of footsteps approaching quickly. The other party should be running over. Boluogo turned around warily, and was hit by a familiar figure.
She was very fast, her whole body crashed into Bologg's suspicion, and she easily knocked down Bologg with a flying dive.
Boluogo only felt that he was hit head-on by a motorcycle, his chest felt tight, and then he slid on the ground for several meters before slowly stopping.
His head was a little dizzy, and he opened his eyes and saw the figure sitting on top of him. She was wearing a torn and bloody robe... Boluogo remembered that this was TEDA's research uniform. He had worn it for many years, and now it was
She picked it up and inherited it.
Against the light, Boluogo couldn't see her face clearly, but he knew who she was. Then warm liquid was sprinkled on her face. Boluogo thought that the battle was over and it shouldn't be blood.
Boluogo's breathing slowed down and he fell to the ground relaxedly. At this moment, he allowed those endless feelings of fatigue to capture him, and fell into peace for the first time in a long time.