Bologg stepped down from the hospital bed, opened the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight fell in. The warmth dispelled Bologg's sleepiness, and also aroused the vitality in his heart, which caused a groan.
Palmer glanced at Boluogo sleepily, turned his head while holding the quilt, and continued to sleep with his back to the sun.
Bologg had long been accustomed to Palmer's behavior, and it was his vacation anyway, so he let him rest.
Bologg briefly moved his body and walked out of the ward. Bologg was already a frequent visitor to the border sanatorium. It seemed that he would wake up here every once in a while, like a certain pattern.
It's just that the current border sanatorium has some deviations from what he remembered. For example, it is usually very quiet here and there are very few people walking around. But now it has become extremely noisy and busy. Just listening to the sound, Boluogo even thought it was...
He returned to his room.
The doctors walked quickly in the corridor, and as they passed the ajar doors, Boluogo could hear continuous moans. The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and blood, and this smell had filled the air for several days.
It's been a long day, and it hasn't gone away.
To be precise, this smell has not dissipated since Bologg moved here a week ago.
Now a week has passed since the gray tide smog engulfed the entire city. At the end of the battle, Vonn appeared and evoked the storm, ending the ravages of the plague of decay. When everything calmed down, there was busy processing work.
The logistics department is fully operational, dealing with the aftermath of the collapse in the Great Rift and rescuing injured staff. According to what Bologo learned, many field staff died in this incident, and some staff are missing. So far,
No trace was found...
In fact, everyone knows that most of the missing people are already dead. They may have fallen into the depths of the foggy sea, or they may have been eroded by the plague of decay. That terrible extraordinary disaster is enough to be engraved in everyone's memory.
heart.
Everyone performs their duties.
While the logistics department was efficiently dealing with the aftermath, Boluogo was carried into the border sanatorium... to be precise, all the field staff involved in the operation were carried in.
All the survivors had suffered varying degrees of injuries. When wandering around these days, Boluogo would always see some familiar faces. They were all wearing bandages and hanging bottles, and a few of them were missing limbs.
Judging from the list, a large number of Condensers and Prayers were killed, and two Power Bearers fell in the conflict... Those were the two Power Bearers from the tenth group.
Because of the large number of members and the wide range of functions they are responsible for, the Tenth Group's overall strength is higher than that of many action groups. When the Decay Epidemic broke out, they surrounded the outer edge of the Great Rift and directly fought with the King's Secret Swordsmen.
The remaining forces collided together.
When Boluogo and others faced the threat of the defenders and the Glory Ones, this was just the high-level power in the King's Secret Sword. A large number of power bearers and believers broke out at that time, fighting for their lives.
kill.
After losing two power bearers and many believers and crystallizers, the tenth group successfully wiped out the remaining power of the King's Secret Sword.
The core of the battlefield is just the core of the battlefield. Beyond the core, there is a wider world where battles that Bologo cannot see are going on.
After the war, the Order Bureau fell into a brief period of weakness. It was expected that greater chaos would break out, but in fact, the situation has been unexpectedly peaceful during this period.
Think about it, in the crazy epidemic of decay, except for Xilin and the missing third seat, the King's Shield Guards were almost completely wiped out, and even the Wuyuan Fortress where they were stationed collapsed.
The King's Secret Sword was also severely damaged by Xilin's rage, and its vitality was severely damaged. Even if they wanted to take action, they lacked enough strength.
Compared with the two, the Order Bureau was the less damaged one, and taking advantage of the disputes between the two, the Order Bureau also carried out a brutal cleansing of the Great Rift, and even Wandering Chalu was destroyed in it.
In this conflict, the Bureau of Order paid a price of blood. While preventing the disaster from further expanding, it also solved the potential crisis in the Great Rift. The Royal Shield Guards paid almost all their lives, but they also made Xilin return.
The price is heavy, but it's all worth it.
The King's Secret Sword seemed to be the only loser and became Xilin's stepping stone.
Boluogo suddenly realized that this conflict seemed to be a three-party melee, but in essence, it was the mutual use of the Order Bureau and the King's Shield Guard to weaken the threat of the King's Secret Sword.
Boluogo pondered for a while, and once again thought of the protection of the first seat in his mind, and his twisted flesh and blood that was close to the evil in this world, he felt a slight chill in his heart.
The Kogadel royal family may have been corrupted by the devil, so Xilin fled the royal family and was filled with rage for revenge... If the Scarlet Matron controlled the royal family and the King's Secret Sword...
Bologo suddenly realized something. This melee may not have weakened the power of the King's Secret Sword at all. From the beginning, they had misjudged the true power of the King's Secret Sword.
The royal family of Kogardel, the King of Terror, possesses more than just the King's Secret Sword - there is also the Orang Rot Sect.
"This is just the beginning..."
Bologger repeated Vorn's words in a low voice.
During this short period of peace, everyone is accumulating strength and waiting for the next round of more crazy and bloody conflicts.
The Bureau of Order is working hard to restore its status, and new action groups have been formed one after another to deal with the next crisis. Boluogochai, at this time, Xilin is also recruiting soldiers, preparing to counterattack the King's Secret Swords, and the King's Secret Swords
The swords are also accumulating strength, waiting for Xi Lin's return.
The success or failure of Xilin will determine the future of the empire.
Boluogo tried not to think about this, but he also knew that he could not escape this kind of thing, this kind of common and accustomed thing.
Arriving at the end of the corridor, Boluogo knocked on the door and then opened the door and entered.
Hearing the knock on the door, the patient on the bed sat up. Even after being rescued, he still looked very bad. His hair became gray, there were many wrinkles on his face, and his eyes were covered with a layer of bandaged gauze.
his vision.
"Good morning, Geoffrey," Borrowgo greeted.
"Good morning."
Jeffrey smiled and nodded in the direction of the sound.
During the battle with the first seat, Jeffrey was attacked by the age-destroying fog at close range. Even though he was treated in time, Jeffrey's body was still irreparably damaged by the power of the Glorious One. He
Much older.
Due to the high-intensity ether output, as a medium for the release of secret energy and an opportunity for activation, Jeffrey's eyes were also under tremendous pressure. When the battle was over and Jeffrey's tense nerves relaxed, he lost his vision.
, according to the doctors, it will take a long time for Jeffrey to take off the gauze and regain his sight.
As for other physical injuries, they are not worth mentioning in front of these two.
"How is your brain?" Jeffrey asked.
"Fortunately, the hallucination has faded a lot."
It may be that the power of the Glory One is too strong. Even the immortal body cannot be completely immune to this power. The sword wound left by the soul-repenting sword on Boluo Ge has long since healed, but the crazy soul-repenting song still sounds from time to time.
The echo echoed in Bologg's mind, so that Bologg has been having nightmares for the past few days, and often has visual and auditory hallucinations. This is why Bologg has not been discharged from the hospital. He is also considered a patient.
Boluogo said the purpose of his trip, "The doctor said that he can be released from isolation today. Do you want to see him?"
"good."
Jeffrey was still not quite used to the dark vision, so he groped his way out of bed, while Burlogo pushed a wheelchair and helped Jeffrey sit down.
The killings of the first seat and the red dog left a soul scar on Jeffrey's body. Even if his body is transformed into ether, Jeffrey will still be affected by the injury like a mortal.
Jeffrey said, "I really envy Lebius..."
"What's wrong?"
"He can push his own wheelchair."
Boluogo was amused by Jeffrey's cold joke, but his smile was a little bitter, as if he was enjoying himself in pain.
The entire border nursing home seemed to be busy. When the morning light shone into the room, the medical staff had been busy for a long time. They opened the wards, conducted daily tests for the patients, collected body temperature, blood pressure and other vital signs data, and recorded the patients.
The medical history. The nurses were busy pushing the cart, injecting medicines, rehydrating fluids, etc. to the patients.
Observe, diagnose, treat, prescribe medicine, repeat over and over again.
When they arrived at the atrium, people were constantly carrying stretchers and rushing to the operating room with wounded people covered with mud. In the past few days, wounded people were constantly being discovered from the large cracks.
Bologo was familiar with this scene. During the war, the battlefield hospital looked like this. The only difference was that it was full of hope, while the battlefield hospital only had death.
The God of Death was like a rat entrenched in the sand, watching each and every blood-stained and rotten body, biting out their throats amidst their whining.
"We haven't been hit like this for a long time." Jeffrey murmured.
"It's okay...at least our enemies are too."
Since the incident, the King's Secret Sword and even the entire Kogadel Empire have been strangely silent. They have not made any statement on the deaths of the first, fourth, and sixth seats. You must know that this is since the Secret War.
The biggest casualty among the King's Secret Swords.
Many extraordinary forces are watching with eager eyes, wondering what happened in the Oath City Opos in the thick fog that swept the world.
Only a few people know the truth and the news of Xilin's return.
Boluogo guessed that the King's Secret Swords should have known this at this time, so they had such an attitude. You must know that their biggest enemy now is not the Bureau of Order, but Xilin who is full of desire for revenge.
"Is the King's Secret Sword also ruled by the devil?" Bologo said to himself.
"Do you have any guesses?"
Jeffrey asked. He was also an insider, but Jeffrey couldn't figure out what was going on. The broken information was like a mess, trapping everyone who was curious.
"The first seat," Boluogo said, "The woman summoned by the first seat and his own protection are the power that only the devil has."
Jeffrey fell silent, thinking about the position of the First Seat in the King's Secret Sword, and then thinking about the power he possessed, many things became clear.
Boluogo wanted to continue talking, but Jeffrey waved his hand.
"Stop it, Borogo, stop talking."
"What's wrong?"
"This topic is too heavy. I think I am tired enough."
Jeffrey coughed twice in pain, and several of his ribs were broken. Unlike Lebius, a self-disciplined guy, Jeffrey had hardly exercised since he was transferred to the Logistics Department, and came to Special Operations
We haven't participated in many high-intensity battles within the group.
Even Jeffrey himself did not expect that he would be able to participate in the dispute between the Glorious Ones, let alone survive.
"I want to retire," Jeffrey told Bologo. "For a person who is thinking about retiring, the more he knows, the heavier it becomes."
"I don't think the decision-making room will let you go so easily. They won't let anyone of value go."
Boluogo said calmly, Jeffrey has been complaining to himself about these things in the past few days.
In fact, Boluogo also knew that Jeffrey was not tired or exhausted, he was just relieved and had no motivation to continue. Almost all of Jeffrey's enemies in the Secret War died here.
According to some of the novels that Borogo read, people like Jeffrey can be regarded as getting revenge for their great revenge. If they are disappointed, the average author will end the story here and stop writing it, leaving the character to stay here forever.
A quiet moment, after all, the story after that will be boring.
It's a pity that this is real life, not a novel. The enemy is dead, and Jeffrey's life will continue. He tried to get himself back to the logistics department, the carefree state of mind, but now Jeffrey can't do it.
arrive.
Many things have changed.
Boluogo pushed Jeffrey to the end of the corridor. After hesitating, Boluogo opened the door. Thick disinfectant water rushed into his face. The light in the room was very dark. Through the glass window, Boluogo opened the door.
Can clearly see the scene in the enclosed room.
A guy who was almost wrapped like a mummy was lying on the hospital bed. His body was covered with tubes, like a machine. The bandages almost completely wrapped his face, leaving only his mouth and nose.
Medical liquids of different colors were being continuously fed into his body. Beside the hospital bed, there was a complex machine roaring. Boluogo had heard the doctor introduce this strange set of medical equipment. According to them,
As it is said, this is an extracorporeal circulation device to help patients maintain their lives.
"Is Lebius still alive?"
Jeffrey asked. He couldn't see clearly what was going on in the room and could only hear the low hum of machinery.
"He's still alive... he seems to be recovering well," Bologo lied.
In the conflict between the Glorious Ones, Lebius was the one who suffered the most serious injuries. In order to kill the red dog, he almost broke every inch of the bones in his body and forcibly controlled his body.
When the border sanatorium accepted Lebius, he almost turned into a lump of rotten flesh, with his limbs twisted strangely, and the position of his organs completely disordered. If it weren't for the etherification and Nathaniel's
Without timely rescue, Lebius would surely die.
Even so, it still took the doctors a long time to reposition Lebius's limbs, remove the broken bones that pierced his internal organs, treat the wounds, and maintain life. In the past few days since Lebius was admitted to the hospital,
Si was undergoing major surgeries every day, and it was not until today that all the surgeries were completed, and his vital signs were barely stable.
In addition to a few of them in the core area of the battlefield, Aimu also suffered some damage. However, due to the nature of the alchemy doll, as long as the permanent core is not damaged, she can always repair it. Unlike the wounded living here,
Aimu is repairing himself in the sublimation furnace core.
Then...Palmer, lucky Palmer, he was the least injured among them.
This enviable good luck guy missed the craziest part of the battle. Palmer had almost no contact with the first seat, the red dog. The only injury on his body was the erosion of the plague of decay. The doctors briefly diagnosed and treated him.
, and allowed Palmer to be discharged from the hospital, but Palmer did not leave. Instead, he stayed with them here, wasting precious medical resources.
"How do you think Lebius will react when he wakes up?" Jeffrey asked.
"What do you mean?"
"There is no clear direction... Anyway, let's take a guess, what will he be thinking about?" Jeffrey asked, "The pleasure of killing the enemy? Or the nothingness after success?"
"Or……"
Jeffrey recalled the evil and crazy fluctuations in Lebius, and his mood had never been more complicated. "He might hope that he would die in the conflict."
Both of them fell silent, and absolute silence spread.
Lebius had hidden the protection from Belphegor for a long time, but now it was exposed. The situation was urgent at the time, and Jeffrey had no time to think about it. But now his thoughts came back, and Jeffrey felt something he had not seen for a long time.
At the point of so-called confusion.
Jeffrey understands Lebius. He is a proud man, so he stubbornly insists on being on the front line. Until now, Jeffrey can also understand Lebius's unscrupulousness and such a proud man.
When a person asks the devil for help, he feels humiliated in his heart.
Now that Lebius's goal has been achieved, how can he justify his behavior? He may not bother to defend, or he may feel even more painful when he is alone.
"I have always felt that humans are very resilient creatures."
Boluogo suddenly spoke. He took a few steps forward and put his face close to the glass, as if he was going to pass through the barrier and come directly to Lebius' bedside.
"No matter what kind of pain, how much torture, how terrible the environment we are in... we can always adapt and survive."
Borogo recalled the events that changed the course of history, "The Wrath of the Scorched Earth, the Fall of the Holy City, the Secret War... whenever we thought the end was coming, we always got through it."
"This is not difficult for Lebius, and it is the same for you and everyone."