Boluogo felt that he was trapped in a twisted illusion, and as he fell, every moment was full of uncertainty and chaos.
His vision was unclear, as if shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. His sense of touch was magnified several times. The moment the air flow brushed against his skin, it caused a dull pain that was almost like a knife. Every contact was abnormal.
Thrilling and twisting.
Boluogo's hearing was also affected, and the surrounding sounds became distorted and chaotic, sometimes dull and low, sometimes sharp and harsh.
All the senses are misaligned and twisted into a mess.
Boluogo complained in his heart, "It feels like being locked in a rolling washing machine."
While falling, Bologg was also running rampant, with many desks, trash cans, and some monsters that, like Bologg, were balanced in the force and fell vertically suspended in the air.
Bologg kept hitting the obstacles like a marble. After suppressing all the abnormalities in his heart, several silver hands shot out from under Bologg's sleeves, and they extended infinitely to the surroundings.
On the wall of the well, he firmly grasped the ground, thus slowing down Boluogo's fall.
The diamond-shaped shields floating around Boluogo's body were spliced together and turned into a metal ground, which firmly caught Boluogo. In this way, Boluogo controlled the diamond-shaped shields to carry himself.
Make yourself levitate.
"It's like the left foot stepping on the right foot."
Bologg habitually joked in his heart, but the expected response did not come. Only then did Bologg realize belatedly that Aimu was not traveling with him.
Since establishing his relationship with Aimu, Boluogo has been trying to make himself more interesting and more so-called charming. Obviously, the cold and violent maniac does not have much charm, so the bloody and violent movies that originally occupied the cabinet at home
Most of it is missing, replaced by various family-friendly comedy movies.
Palmer was worried about Burlogo's changes, but when Burlogo took Palmer to watch several talk shows, Palmer also started to like the sense of humor.
"While killing people and telling cold jokes... I think this joke is great."
Palmer commented this way.
Boluogo nodded in agreement and tried hard to imitate the humor of the actors. He knew that his morbid and violent character could not be changed. It was better to imitate what Palmer said and add a bit of coldness to himself.
Funny.
So Bologo gradually became like this.
"Shoot target!"
This time, Boluogo shouted loudly, raised his shotgun, and fired at the monsters falling above his head. They still tried to hunt Boluogo, but before they got close, they were broken into pieces by the projectiles and turned into burning objects.
The fragments fell towards the hazy light further below.
After a few shots, Bologo was empty of ammunition. He seemed a little unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it. No employee would fill his personal locker with ammunition.
After throwing the shotgun with all his strength and smashing away another monster, Boluogo became active and excited, and his blood became restless.
"Spot on the target!"
Boluogo cheered, and then the sea-like screams approached again. Boluogo looked around. On the vertical well wall, densely packed monsters were still jumping hard, trying to get rid of the constraints of the current gravity. Boluogo looked around.
Ge swallowed it clean.
After the excitement, Boluogo's expression became restrained again, and he laughed in his heart.
"Like fleas."
Many people think that Boluogo is a man of few words, but what they don't know is that although Boluogo looks cold on the outside, his psychological activities are very intense.
To put it in Palmer's words, at best, Burlogo is a man of wealth, but at worst, Burlogo is a somewhat boring guy.
Bologg didn't know this, and neither did others... How could they know what Bologg was thinking? Until Aimu entered Bologg's heart.
"Bologo."
At this moment, Boluogo thought of Aimu inexplicably.
After a certain mental reflection, Aimu couldn't help complaining, "Boluogo, do you know that you talk a lot?"
"Do I talk a lot?"
Boluogo was very suspicious of this, and he never said a word from beginning to end.
"I mean what's going on in your head, God, don't you ever stop thinking?"
Borogo does have a problem with overthinking, and sometimes he himself is exhausted.
"Do you hate this?"
Aimu was silent for a moment and said in a tone that even Bologg couldn't describe.
"It's just a little unexpected."
"What's the surprise?"
"Unexpectedly, you look indifferent on the outside, but you have so many dramas on the inside. You are so good at telling funny jokes, have you ever considered performing underground?"
The diamond-shaped shield held Bologg and descended slowly. The surrounding noise gradually faded away. Bologg instinctively slashed the sword blade, and his thoughts slowly broke away from his memories.
After that, Boluogo took Aimu as a confirmation and confirmed that he really had a lot of words in his heart. What's more, his bad comedy during this period had indeed paid off, and he was really much funnier. Unfortunately,
He is only good at cold jokes.
Boluogo sighed suddenly. At this time, he hoped that Aimu would be here to listen to his cold joke, and it would be best to comment on it.
Acting alone in this hellish place puts a lot of pressure on the mind.
"This can be considered a disease."
Bologg came back to his senses and murmured to himself. In addition to overthinking, Bologg found that whenever he was in an overly depressing environment, he couldn't help but recall some good things to wash away the bad current situation.
The feeling of oppression comes.
This should be a problem he developed while in prison. In order to resist loneliness and darkness, Boluogo often talked to himself and immersed himself in the past.
After the short self-healing was over, Bologg's eyes became sharp again. The diamond-shaped shield held Bologg up and fell towards the hazy light at the bottom of the magnificent well.
Bologg didn't know what was down there. Anyway, he just had to get out of this hellish place quickly. If the monsters were flesh and blood, Bologg would still have some interest in wielding a sword. Unfortunately, they are all made of pure ether.
Bologna had no interest in this.
Tens of seconds later, Boluogo was getting closer and closer to the hazy light. The blazing white light filled most of his field of vision. Boluogo detected extremely high-pitched ether fluctuations from this light. But when Boluogo tried
As it continued deeper, a repulsive force was released from the hazy light.
It resists Bologg.
At the same time, without any sound, a smooth and neat cube suddenly extended from the well wall on one side.
As Bologo saw in the Bureau of Order, the clean white bricks and stones that built the chamber.
Bologg's heart froze slightly, and then the cubes multiplied and expanded rapidly. They were staggered and stacked together in an orderly manner, forming a high wall that completely isolated Bologg from the hazy light.
From Boluogo's perspective, there was suddenly an extra layer of bottom in the deep well, and in the eyes of the monsters, it was a huge high wall rising from the ground on the curved office floor.
The monsters quickly climbed up the high wall and crawled towards Boluogo at high speed. As the distance shortened, the direction of gravity was also distorted. At first they were still on all fours, but soon they stood upright, and the high wall became
He found solid ground and ran towards it.
"Can't you be more honest?" Boluogo cursed the ruined area, "Are you in the rebellious stage?"
Facing Boluogo's rebuke, the ruins area responded this time. Boluogo suddenly found that the surrounding area had become quiet. Except for the footsteps approaching him, these monsters no longer made any disturbing shouts.
It can even be said that even their actions have become anthropomorphic.
Personification.
Boluogo never thought that he would use such words to describe these monsters, but that was the fact.
Previously, these monsters were exactly like wild beasts, advancing and attacking in various twisted postures, but now they all straightened their bodies, tightened their armpits, clenched their hands and swung them back and forth, with standard movements like long-distance runners.
Boluogo came up with a strange idea. These monsters went to work like real employees.
What the hell?
Bologg thought this way. Less than ten minutes after entering the ruined area, one hell of a thing happened one after another. Bologg was fed up. He gave up understanding this place in a conventional way and instead used his sword to cut a way out.
The diamond-shaped shield popped up quickly and extended into a long and narrow blade, which split a large number of monsters and scattered them into pieces. Among the monsters, it directly opened a narrow path for Boluoge.
The broken and surging ether was mixed on this narrow road, shining like fireworks to welcome Bologo's arrival.
Boluogo somewhat understood why the Bureau of Order gave up exploring the ruins area. Anything could happen in this ghost place.
There was no time to complain. Bologg strode forward and chopped off many heads. While he was fighting and thinking about what to do next, a green light he had never seen before flashed at the edge of his vision.
Turning his head abruptly, Boluogo found that on the wall of the well in front, that is, on the wall at the end of the curved office floor, a dim light sign lit up, emitting a striking green light, and at the same time it reflected the light on it.
Text.
"Exit."
Boluogo's movements suddenly accelerated, regardless of the potential conspiracy. He only knew that he, a headless fly, had finally found a clear direction in this chaotic maze.
But before Boluogo could be happy, he heard a hoarse and distorted voice among the monsters that besieged him.
"We have found the intruder. He is located in the Logistics Department, Office Floor 6."
Following the sound, there was a monster standing among the group of monsters running fast. It stood upright, its head was slightly lowered, and its right hand was raised, holding a roll of newspaper.
it continued to the newspaper.
"Logistics staff are trying to neutralize the intruders."
Then Boluogo saw that there was such a monster carrying a locker and running wildly. The door of the locker was wide open. During the violent shaking, shotguns fell out one after another.
Then they were picked up by monsters one after another.
During the eerie silent march, the sound of loading was so loud.