Seeing the white gull stop walking, Hert said doubtfully.
The white gull did not reply. The eyes under the black robe stared at the dark space for a long time. Like a resonance, there was an evil echo coming from the depths of the darkness.
Bai Ou's voice was clear, "It's nothing, I just noticed something interesting."
Hert looked intently at the road ahead. They had already reached the outskirts of the core area. There was a shimmer of light floating on the entire iron wall. No matter whether it was a knife or a gunshot, it was difficult to leave even a trace on it.
The virtual domain of the Paradise is divided into several layers. Now Helt and Baiou have broken through to the last layer. As long as this barrier is opened, they can enter the core area without any hindrance and cut off Gauld's arm.
, take back the original thing.
When he thought of this, Helt felt a distorted sense of pleasure in his heart.
Nolen and Gold were hiding behind this barrier at the moment. Hert could imagine his brother trembling. He had never been good at fighting. Every fight in his childhood was fought by himself without any suspense.
Get the victory.
This time too.
Hert judged, "He is so huddled in defense, probably waiting for the assistance of the Raging Tide Guards."
"Then he probably won't be able to wait any longer."
Bai Ou smiled, he knew Helt's conspiracy.
Hert led Lebius to the coast of the hulk, which happened to collide with the Raging Tide Guards. Judging from the tough attitude of the board of directors, the Raging Tide Guards would never fire without any explanation and destroy them indiscriminately.
Everyone, then this will inevitably involve Lebius.
Bai Ou guessed that Lebius should be fighting with the Raging Tide Guards now, but he didn't know who would survive... He felt that Lebius had a greater hope.
"Be careful, there may be people from the Order Bureau here."
Hert thought of Jeffrey. He didn't know whether Jeffrey was alive or dead, but Jeffrey's appearance undoubtedly proved one thing. Lebius did not completely trust him, and he also arranged for him to be on the Elysium.
strength.
"Um……"
Bai Ou responded perfunctorily, his eyes still locked in the distant darkness. A look of excitement rose from his eyes. His fingers slid on the scarred skin, and his sharp nails tore through the black sutures with ease.
The ground penetrates the flesh.
Hert knew what the white gull was doing, so he moved the thread away from the white gull. The pain and hallucinations in his mind had already made Hert feel tired. He did not want to pay too much attention to the abnormal behavior of the white gull.
The white gull's body is completely composed of broken pieces of flesh, and they are tightly bound together by black sutures. The bright red flesh and blood is exposed under the sutures, and streams of blood seep out, and the fingers stir vigorously.
Flesh and blood brings waves of pleasure and strength.
Bai Ou's breathing became rapid, his eyes were eager and crazy, his chest heaved vigorously, and his words became blurred.
"Give me a moment."
The white gull said to Hert, "There is something that interests me."
Hert nodded silently, turning his back to the white gull. If it were not for his wife and daughter, Hert did not want to have anything to do with these lunatics.
Fortunately, all this is coming to an end, and Hert is only one step away from paying off his debt.
Others were still busy in front of the iron wall, nailing alchemical equipment that Hert couldn't understand into the iron wall, and then the glow of the virtual realm began to distort. This scene happened in many places on the Paradise.
They are not only conquering the virtual realm, but also distorting the virtual realm bit by bit.
Helt didn't understand what they were doing, so he just had to wait patiently and then swing his sword.
A cold gust of wind blew across his neck. Helter turned around, only to find that the white gull had long since disappeared, leaving only the sound of footsteps coming from the darkness.
…
Boluogo was silent and walked quickly in the dark passage. Now Boluogo didn't know where he was. He was surrounded by cold iron walls and watertight doors sealed the cabins one after another. He was like a lost animal.
The mice could only move forward in the pipe with their heads down.
In the silence, Aimu asked with concern, "Boluogo, are you okay?"
Aimu can sense the changes in Boluogo's mood. Now Boluogo is in a deep and depressed mood, and a heavy burden will be placed on him.
"I'm a little uneasy."
Boluogo did not hide his thoughts and confessed to Aimu, "I vaguely feel that something is not right, but I can't figure out what went wrong."
The world is undergoing changes that I have never seen before. I vaguely perceive these changes, but I feel anxious and confused because I cannot truly understand the problem.
Ether tide, original things, memories of past lives...
Boluogo felt that there was an invisible thread connecting these clues, but when he tried to grab it, it floated away easily from his hands, like an uncaptured ghost.
The golden halo in his eyes was a little brighter, and the golden light was intertwined with Boluogo's cyan alchemical matrix, like two sets of alchemical matrices overlapping each other.
"Bologo..."
Aimu's voice rang in his ears, as if she was lying on his shoulder.
Boluogo nodded slightly. In addition to the iron armor on his body, a heavy round shield was cast in his hands. He arched his body and assumed a posture to face the enemy.
"I noticed it too."
Something is approaching, and its speed is very fast. The sound echoes in the passage, and a short and rapid "swish" sound can be heard.
Boluogo seemed to be in a wall of echoes. Sometimes the sound breaking through the air was so far away that he could hardly hear it, and sometimes it was so close that it seemed like he was right behind him.
"Buzz——"
The roaring and loud strings tore through the silence, and the sharp and high-pitched sounds rushed through the iron passage. The reverberating sound waves instantly caused strong pain to Boluogo's eardrums, and then he briefly lost his hearing.
A long buzzing sound remained.
Bologg stabilized his pace and stared angrily forward. The sharp blade split the corner of the buckler, and the cold tip was only a few centimeters away from piercing Bologg's eyeball.
The white gull looked ecstatic, and its high-speed travel brought countless rolling air waves. They held up his black robe, surged up, and bloomed black lotus flowers, like the god of death coming from the deep night.
Holding the handle of the knife tightly, Bai Ou used the blade and the round shield as a fulcrum, and raised his body to a higher position. The strong wind that followed the white gull roared past and hit Boluo Ge on the face.
, bringing all kinds of knife-like pain.
The next moment, the buzzing in Bologor's ears also disappeared. He seemed to be submerged into the deep sea. All the sounds became distant and dull, until he touched the bottom of the deep sea, and countless faces emerged from the sea.
They appeared on the bed, opened their mouths, and thousands of voices whispered in his ears.
"The Unshakable, the Immortal, the Evil Spirit..."
They told Bologo's identity, and the sound changed from clear to distorted, and finally only a meaningless roar remained.
Bologg felt a stream of warmth coming from the palm of his hand, and the mark left by Belphegor was burning at this moment. No one told Bologg what the use of this was, but he just knew that it would help him destroy the illusion.
No...I don't need the devil's help.
Boluogo ignored those evil sounds and faced the white gull directly. The glow of the burning ether in his eyes intertwined with Amu's power and turned into a beautiful green-gold color. This light was reflected in the white gull's eyes.
Reflected in his dark, turbid eyes.
Raising his arms and swinging his sword, Bologg felt that he had hit a wisp of smoke, and fragments of the black robe fell in the air. The white gull landed gracefully at the other end of the corridor, with Bologg's indescribable smile on his face.
Happiness and evil, madness and reason, charm and sincerity.
"I've heard this said before."
Bai Ou pressed his fingers on his eye pupils, and the rough finger pads directly connected with the eyeballs, making a strange and sticky sound.
"The eyes are the windows of the soul, so whenever the ether rushes in the alchemical matrix, the light radiating from our eyes is the refraction of our souls."
The white gull smelled the scent of the same kind on Boluogo's body. Not only was it the same kind, he also felt the distant and familiar warmth, but this warmth soon became scorching, almost burning him.
into ashes.
Bai Ou's laughter became hoarse. He looked directly into his green-gold eyes and praised.
"Friend, you have a beautiful soul, I see it..."
The white gull's words were torn into pieces by the iron cry. Boluogo clenched his fist, green fireworks burst out, and then the surrounding iron walls wrapped around the white gull under the control of Boluogo.
This time, the sealed iron coffin failed to trap Bai Ou. The power of the power bearer was perfectly demonstrated in Bai Ou. He was like an advancing storm, and all the steel close to him fell apart under the high-speed slash.
.
Iron slag mixed with sparks approached Bologo, and the flames of the cauldron surged. At this moment, all the steel that could be controlled in the entire area obeyed Bologo's call.
The internal hull structure began to distort and collapse, and the ground under Bologo's feet also began to collapse. They gathered into huge iron snakes surrounding Bologo, entangled and biting, while the white gulls showed no fear and came towards him.
Boluogo fell towards the next level, and the two fought in the short-term suspension. The white gull accurately swung the blade, slashing at every giant python that tried to get close to him. The etheric strength of the power-bearer made him swing out
Each of the blows was extremely deadly, tearing out ferocious knife marks on the python's head.
The giant python squirmed violently, and it began to split with the knife marks left by the white gull, split into two, and then divided into four. In the blink of an eye, the giant pythons turned into a roaring group of snakes, and they pounced and bit heavily.
On the body of the white gull.
Boluogo judged the identity of Bai Ou at the first sight. The madness lingering in his body revealed his identity. He was another person protected by the Witch of Desire.
Trauma will only make the white gull stronger. What Bologo has to do is to kill with one strike, and he must not give the power-bearer a chance to fight back.
The snakes bit open the sutures and penetrated into the white gull's body along the dividing line between flesh and blood, biting off his bones, eating his internal organs, and drinking blood and marrow.
Bai Ou's body instantly became broken and withered. He was like a corpse eaten by fishes on the sea. Even his head became bloody and bloody. His left eye suddenly exploded into plasma on the ground, and the silver-white small
The snake flashed past behind the dark eyes.
His throat began to swell and his Adam's apple bulged, and then snakes broke through the flesh, like maggots dancing wildly on a rotting corpse.
At the same time, the blade that Bai Ou swung with all his strength also touched Boluogo, and the sharp edge slashed towards Boluogo's throat. The steel in the way was cut and shattered, and the edge was faintly red with a scorching temperature.
The sharp blade cut open the skin of Boluogo's throat. This was considered a scratch at most, and little bits of blood spilled out.
The white gull stared at Boluogo, its gray eyes like black holes that swallowed up all the morning light, blowing out a fishy and rotten breath.
Secret Energy·Blissful Injury.
Boluogo has experienced countless hardships and endured endless pain. Compared to all of this, the pain caused by the scratches on the blade is completely negligible.
This is how it should be.
It was as if a curse surged in from the wound in his throat. The weak pain multiplied by millions of times and spread in an instant. This was no longer a severe pain that human will could overcome. It almost defeated Bo Luo instantly.
Ge's physiological limits.
Boluogo's eyes trembled, cold sweat spread on his forehead, his arms spasmed uncontrollably, and even his ability to think was temporarily interrupted. The silver-white snakes danced wildly out of control, destroying everything in their path indiscriminately.
It was as if a huge sword had split open Bologo's neck, beheading him on the spot in the most brutal way.
A vague shadow appeared on Boluoge's body, and at the same time, Aimu's screams came from his mind. While the white gull's secret energy acted on Boluoge, it also attached to Boluoge.
Aimu with Luo Ge's string body.
Aimu almost fainted, his body was about to collapse, and he was about to be separated from Boluogo. Fortunately, due to the extremely light injury, the white gull's secret energy could not completely invade Boluogo, and the extreme pain receded like a sea tide.
, Boluogo's eyes were a little dull, as if he was from another world.
Boluogo fell heavily to the ground on the next floor, and his body was wrapped in a dull sensation. He couldn't even feel the existence of his limbs. After a few seconds, Boluogo gasped and pressed his throat hard.
He was not beheaded, and the pain just passed through him like an illusion.
The white gull fell into the ruins, and the snakes almost chewed it into pieces. Half of his face had disappeared, leaving only a bloody skeleton.
With such a degree of injury, even if the power bearer had etherification, he should have died, but Bai Ou not only did not die, but was accompanied by intense pain, and his ether intensity was rising steadily, like the rising sun.
The white gull stood up staggeringly, raised its bloody arm, penetrated his abdomen, and took out a large number of snakes from his abdomen. The silver-white scales were stained with blood, as if he was pulling out a bunch of snakes.
Throw them away like your own intestines.
"ah……"
The white gull let out a groan of enjoyment, opened its mouth, inserted its fingers into its throat, pulled hard, and pulled out several silver snakes again, vomiting out a large amount of dirty blood, mixed with internal organs fragments.
Boluoge also stood up warily at this moment. He guessed that the pain he felt just now came from the secret power of White Ou, the secret power of the Void Spirit School. The secret power should be effective through wounds, so the snake scale liquid was covered with it.
It covered Boluogo's whole body and protected him tightly to avoid any possibility of direct harm.
Boluogo murmured to himself, "What the hell are you..."
The white gull seemed to have heard Boluogo's words. He let out a hoarse laugh, and the dry and deformed body began to regenerate. New flesh and blood filled the gaps, and black sutures were interspersed in between, sewing the broken limbs back together.
The ether was consumed quickly and the body recovered quickly. Bai Ou moved his shoulders. Black robes floated out of the darkness and wrapped tightly around his naked body again. A smile lingered on his pale cheeks. He danced gracefully,
Stroll towards Bologna.
Boluogo's heart sank. Bai Ou didn't answer his question, but the answer was obvious.
Immortal.
An undead person with the rank of a power bearer and protected by the Witch of Desire.
Under the extreme pressure, Bologo actually laughed out loud. Instead of thinking about how to break the almost unsolvable cycle of death between the undead and Jiahu·Nie Chaos Weile, he sighed that this should be his first time.
Confront the literal undead.
An undead person who is difficult to kill even if decapitated and burned.
"Aimu, are you okay?"
Bologg asked Aimu that she had not experienced those harsh punishments. Bologg was not sure whether she could withstand the wave of pain. If so, he could separate from Aimu.
Waves of timid emotions arose, and Boluogo knew that this was Aimu's emotion. The terrifying secret power of the Ethereal School of White Ou gave people a strong impact. Even Boluogo was a little unable to withstand Aimu's fear.
It's natural.
But after a brief silence, Aimu replied firmly.
"I can do it," rather than answering Bologg, Aimu said it more like cheering himself up, "I have no problem."
Boluogo couldn't feel the timidity, and Aimu really became strong.
Bologg could vaguely hear the roar of an engine. The Perpetual Core was overloaded, and a powerful amount was injected into Bologg's alchemy matrix in large quantities. The initiating phenomenon on the surface of the body became brighter and brighter, and the overflowing
The ether wandered around Bologo, and under the high concentration, they burst out a series of ether arcs.
The same scene also happened next to Bai Ou. Blessing Nie Chaos Weile gave him nearly endless ether, and the two high-concentration ether collided together, reverberating excitedly.
A series of glowing ripples burst out between each other, and jumped up with countless electric arcs, hitting the surrounding metal, and the iron slag all over the ground floated up. They were slightly red, as if they were about to burn.
Got up.
Without sparing any effort, the white gull leaned down and rushed towards Boluogo. His dark robe covered his body, turning him into a ghostly death.
The cold silver armor steps forward, carrying the thunder of ether, like the blazing sun, like thunder, like fleeting light and shadow.
Swords facing each other!
Huge metal collisions instantly tore the arc iron slag apart, the air waves gathered by the ether surged and rolled, the wounds of bliss and the power of the cauldron flames intertwined, and the endless pain was like two sharp iron needles piercing the temples.
Entering the brain tissue, Boluoge suddenly felt pain radiating from all the veins in his limbs, and blood surged in his chest, as if he had been hit repeatedly by a heavy hammer.
Bai Ou's laughter was cut off by the flame-shaped sword. Countless rolling blades instantly opened dense wounds on his skin. The flesh and blood were chopped into pulp, beaten into blood mist, and slammed from Bai Ou's black robe.
The bottom opened, and thousands of blood threads instantly dyed the surrounding walls and ground red.
“It’s beautiful!”
The white gull shouted, enjoying this moment.
Boluogo gritted his teeth and advanced. The ether gap between him and the white gull was too huge. In order to have a chance of winning, he was willing to take a risk.
The iron armor fell off his body, and Boluoge's speed further accelerated. He began to become blurry and illusory. Amidst the arcs and iron slag, he was like a broken lightning, like a flag swaying in the storm.
A thunderstorm is coming.
Boluoge has the upper hand, and every step he takes will shatter a large area. This is no longer a battle with the white gulls, but a culling and hunting like a hunting falcon.
The figure made of lightning is always in a state of high-speed flashing. Excessive ether overflows from the alchemical matrix. The raised arcs and sparks flash around the edges of the body, like wandering humanoid thunder. All the blades wielded by the white gull are
He was easily evaded and fought back.
This is not Boluogo's limit. It's like a movie with missing frames. One second he was above the white gull, and the next second he appeared under the white gull. A huge sword mark tore the white gull's chest.
It's long overdue.
At this moment, Boluogo seemed to have broken through the limitations of space. No matter where he wanted to go, it only took one frame.
Continuous explosions rose up next to Bai Ou. They were not explosions, but Boluogo's high-speed slashes. The diffuse blood mist spread and was flattened by the roaring wind, pulling out a scarlet silk-like trajectory.
Boluogo is like an efficient meat grinder, tirelessly piercing and slashing around the white gull, flicking and moving around, like a deadly dagger, accurately cutting open the white gull's body, while the white gull doesn't have much
With the intention of resisting and laughing wildly, he seemed to enjoy Boluogo's torture of him.
The hot blood overflowed from the white gull's body, which was full of holes, almost drying up, and a pool of blood that was neither deep nor shallow gathered under the body.
Thunder appeared behind the white gull and beheaded it.
The headless and mutilated corpse fell straight down and was soaked with the dirty blood on the ground.
Boluogo's speed finally slowed down. He leaned in the corner and let out a low gasp in his throat. He tried his best to avoid being attacked by the white gull, but his poison-like secret power still acted on himself to some extent.
, extreme pain lingered in his mind, as if Bologo was suffering some taboo punishment.
I thought that Bai Ou's secret power was triggered by wounds, but now it seems that is not the case. Even if Bai Ou does not directly cause physical damage to himself, this mental attack will still go straight to the mind, but the intensity is higher than the direct attack.
Physical attacks have been weakened a lot.
A huge silence covered the ruins, and then a burst of intensive drumbeats shattered the silence, as if two monsters were resurrecting under the cemetery, and the drumbeats became louder and louder until they stood up again.
The ether screamed, arcs and sparks flew, and the two figures collided together again, like mortal enemies with a blood feud, vowing to give each other the most fatal blow.
It’s still 6,000 for two-in-one, and I can order both at the same time. I’m so smart.
