When Boluogo arrived at the Undead Club, the place was in a mess, as if someone had just had a drunken fight here. In fact, someone did fight. If it weren't for Sai Zong's mutation, the two would probably continue to fight.
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After passing over the overturned tables and chairs, he climbed up the stairwell. At the entrance, Bologna saw Olivia in black gauze. Bologna did not expect that she would be here. At this time, he thought of the mess in the bar.
, Boluogo already had the answer in his heart.
Looking ahead again, at the end of the corridor, Sere was sitting on the ground, holding Sai Zong in his arms with a nervous look on his face.
Now Sere's mood is extremely complicated. First, he had a series of useless conversations with his rebellious daughter, and almost broke out a series of family conflicts. He wanted to get rid of these disturbing troubles, but Sai Zong collapsed again, and
The sense of crisis faintly revealed in him was much more serious than his daughter's education problem.
"It's so weird..."
Sere muttered in his heart that he couldn't remember the last time he had such an intimate act with Sai Zong, let alone the guy who usually acted stupid and acted like a cat and a dog, how funny it was.
Under the doll clothes, there is actually such a body.
As far as the eye can see, Sai Zong's body is covered with scars from swords, and some wounds have not even healed. Flames appear from time to time in the dried flesh and blood. His body is hot, like a piece of red-hot iron.
"Where's Bode?"
Boluogo noticed that the permanent population of the Undead Club was missing one person. Logically speaking, with Bode's stable character, he should not disappear at this time.
"He went to the Bureau of Order," Wei'er gave a surprising answer, "It's kind of asking for help."
"Order Bureau? Looking for help?"
Palmer on the side said in surprise, "I've always felt that even if the relationship between you is not hostile, you can't be considered allies, right?"
The name of the Undead Club sounds like it has a sense of lawless chaos. In fact, it is indeed the case. When the Undead Club first moved to Oath City Opos, these undead people often haunted the place at night.
A lot of troubles were caused in the city, which made the field department hate them. Some inexplicable rules were also set up to target these guys.
They were worrying, but compared to enemies in the conventional sense, these undead were just like a group of harmless little animals. Over time, the Bureau of Order began to coexist peacefully with them, and even established a certain relationship with each other.
Just like when Bologna first joined the Field Service Department, he was introduced here.
"You can understand it as an ally who is not an ally," Weier said, "but this is the first time we have actively contacted the Bureau of Order."
Weier said, looking at Sai Zong not far away with concern. It recalled all the changes caused by Leviathan's arrival here. It also witnessed with its own eyes that the comfortable club turned into a place.
A battlefield stained with blood.
"Everything has a price."
Weier whispered inexplicably. It didn't know what happened, but it guessed that it was time for the undead like it to pay the rent and pay the price of these comfortable years to the Undead Club.
Boluogo walked quickly through the corridor and came to Sai Zong's side. Sere looked at him and spoke first, "He is very weak...but also very strong."
This is a contradictory description, but it is Sere's intuitive feeling about Sai Zong.
Letting go of Sai Zong, Sere stood up and saw many burns on his exposed skin. Even his cotton pajamas were burned black one after another.
"He's looking for you by name."
Sere took a few steps back, widening the distance between him and Sai Zong, leaving space for Boluo Ge.
"Saizong, what's wrong with you?"
Boluogo knelt down and tried to help Sai Zong. The moment his palm came into contact with Sai Zong's body, Boluo felt as if his hand had been stretched into a fire, and burning pain invaded him.
Immediately afterwards, Bologo understood why Sere came up with such a contradictory description.
Perhaps because he is the holder of the Origin Sin Arm, Bologo can be regarded to a certain extent as the debtor of the Eye of Eternal Wrath and the champion of blood. He clearly sensed the brutal murderous intention surging in Sai Zong's body.
They were like waves, hitting Sai Zong's body inside hard, as if they would burst out from under his scarred body the next moment.
With the blessing of this murderous intention, Sai Zong is very powerful. Even if he is carrying a primitive alchemical matrix, he can easily wipe out all living things just by relying on this absolute murderous intention.
But Sai Zong was unwilling to accept this rising murderous intention. He was trying hard to restrain his desires and his original sin instinct, and spent almost all his willpower on self-control.
Therefore, everyone present is still alive, instead of being turned into pieces of corpses on the ground.
Boluogo immediately realized the problem, "Damn it, is he going to wake up?"
Those eternally furious eyes will open again after a long sleep.
Everything as far as the eye can see is scorched earth.
Sai Zong struggled to open his eyes, with strange fireworks rolling in his eyes. He tried to separate out a ray of consciousness and spoke intermittently.
"Bologo?"
"Yes, it's me. It's not an illusion or the world after death."
Boluogo tried to help Sai Zong up, but his body was as hard as an iron block and as heavy as a rock.
"Lock me back, lock me back quickly."
Sai Zong pointed at the door behind him with difficulty. The next second, his fingers stopped trembling. He knelt down and leaned forward at a strange angle, as if some invisible force was pulling his body.
Sai Zong was forced to move forward, but Sai Zong was resisting with all his strength.
Bologo wanted to help Sai Zong, but suddenly, Sai Zong grabbed Bo Luo Ge's throat so fast that Bo Luo Ge couldn't react in time. His five fingers locked and Bo Luo Ge heard a burst of pain from his own throat.
There was a crisp sound, and he suspected that his bones might have been broken.
Fortunately, before Sai Zong completely broke Bologo's neck, he put away his strength and his arms trembled violently, as if out of control.
Boluogo stood up vigilantly. He found that there seemed to be two wills in Sai Zong's body fighting for control of the body. One was eager to kill, and the other was longing for peace.
"Don't even come here!"
Boluogo shouted to the people at the other end of the corridor, and the snake scale liquid poured out from his sleeves, quickly passing through Sai Zong's body and solidifying into a chain that clung to his body.
The metal further fiberized and turned into extremely slender steel needles, which were not only inserted into Sai Zong's joints, but also nailed to his muscles one by one, restricting him as much as possible.
If someone has the ability to see through, they will be surprised to find that the strange metal is like roots, piercing deeply into Sai Zong's body.
Lifting the bite on his waist and holding the familiar weapon in his hand gave Boluogo a lot of sense of security. Then he was glad that out of vigilance, he had always kept the saw ax in order except for work.
In the bureau, if I had brought the Origin Sin weapon here today, I would probably have detonated Sai Zong immediately and made him lose control.
"out of control……"
In his mind, Boluogo thought of his missing team member, York, and the source of sin weapon, Thornbind Painlock, who disappeared with him.
The context of the whole matter became clear.
Pulling open the door forcefully, Boluogo resisted the increasingly hot breath on Sai Zong's body and dragged him into the house with great effort. During this period, Sai Zong resisted fiercely, shouting "lock me up" and struggling at the same time.
He wanted to climb out of the door, as if his will and body were completely separated and turned into two absolutely contradictory individuals.
Boluogo had fantasized about what was behind the door countless times, but when he stepped inside today, Boluogo found that there was nothing mysterious about this place. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all made of gray concrete, and a simple sheet was placed in the corner.
There was a bed and several heavy chains scattered on the ground.
That's all there is inside, more like a prison cell than a guest room.
Back in the cell, Sai Zong's mood became much more stable. Boluogo moved him to the bed with great effort, and tightly wrapped the chains in the room around his body, one after another, tying him tightly.
Reality.
After doing all this, Boluogo was panting from exhaustion and sat in a corner.
Sai Zong let out waves of low and hoarse roars, and his body trembled and convulsed in pain. This scene reminded Boluogo of the ordinary demons he hunted in the early days of his work.
Whenever mania attacks, the demons will experience pain and temptation, and their reactions are very similar to the current Sai Zong.
Fortunately, after layers of restraints and the passage of time, Sai Zong's struggle gradually weakened and his roars stopped. Boluogo approached him warily and saw the anger in Sai Zong's eyes gradually weakening.
Extinguish and return to wakefulness.
This cell seemed to blur one's sense of time. Boluogo didn't know how much time had passed. He cautiously said, "Have you recovered now? Sai Zong."
"It's... not bad," Sai Zong's voice changed from stumbling to fluent, "I can survive this time."
Boluogo asked again, "Do I need to give you some time to rest?"
"good."
Sai Zong looked very tired and did not want to say another word.
Boluogo did not take back the snake scale liquid. They still penetrated Sai Zong's body like a probe, giving Bo Luogo real-time feedback on Sai Zong's status. He himself quietly opened the door and retreated into the corridor.
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"How about Sai Zong?"
"Are you still alive? Were you not killed?"
"What's the matter?"
The questions came one after another, which made Boluogo upset. When he was thinking about whether to reveal the truth about the Undead Club, a sound of footsteps came from the stairwell.
Bode came and brought his aid.
A familiar and tall figure walked out from behind the skeleton frame. Boluogo was slightly surprised when he saw the face of the visitor, and then he was pleasantly surprised.
"I wanted to visit you in the afternoon," said Borogo.
"There's nothing to see, I'm the Glorious One."
Even though he was wearing bandages and protective gear, Nathaniel still stubbornly showed his strength, "The glorious will only die on the battlefield, not in the ward."
Boluogo had nothing to say, so he spread his hands. When Nathaniel approached, he whispered, "Deputy Director, if a battle breaks out here, you won't be able to survive with your current injuries."
It is not that he underestimates Nathaniel, Bologo is well aware of the power of Sai Zong. He seems to be the chosen one of Fury, but in fact, he is the incarnation of Fury and the holder of authority.
Boluo Gedu doubted that once Sai Zong completely lost control, he would completely bulldoze the Oath City Opos in one breath.
"I'm not here to fight."
Nathaniel shook his head, "Solving the problem requires more than just swords."
Boluogo felt that the reason why Nathaniel could say such things was simply because he could no longer wield a sword.