Burlogo stood there blankly. Palmer behind him pushed Burlogo hard several times and found that he didn't move at all.
"What are you thinking about?"
Palmer was extremely nervous. From the ruins at the end of the passage, there were waves of roaring vibrations. The Silent Ones were advancing here, hunting the two of them.
Bologo's voice was hoarse, "Can you see it?"
"what did you see?"
Palmer followed Burlogo's line of sight, and his breathing paused. This time, even Palmer could see the dark umbilical cord.
Just like the power of the school of illusion, this umbilical cord is constantly materializing, as if it will become a real thing in the next second.
What made the two of them even more uneasy was that the dark umbilical cord was still slowly moving.
Boluogo has been standing in the same place, and the umbilical cord is still moving and changing... It is the other end, the person connected to the umbilical cord, and the person on the other end is moving.
He is coming here.
"Bologo..."
Palmer tightened his grip on Storm Feather, and his inner uneasiness reached its limit. He had already begun to regret this reckless adaption, and even complained about his gift.
This series of unfortunate events made it difficult for Palmer to wonder whether this was related to his luck.
The good news is that luck is conserved. The bad news is that Palmer doesn't think he has a chance to survive until good luck comes.
Just when the two of them were shocked by the changes in the umbilical cord and the increase in uneasiness, a raging ether reaction came from the corridor on one side. Palmer decisively threw the storm feather and attacked with secret energy at the same time.
The metal dagger split into a metal rainstorm, mixed with invisible wind blades, like a rapidly advancing meat grinder. After a short flight, the glow of ether surged, and the high-concentration ether gathered together to form a
Advancing etheric barrier shield wall.
Palmer's offensive left it full of cracks, but that was all. It failed to penetrate this heavy defense. After the ether barrier, the Silent Ones surrounded it.
Raising the revolver, Palmer simply fired the alchemical warhead. The wind blade mixed with the deadly warhead accurately hit the ether barrier. Under the sound of successive gunshots, the ether barrier shattered, and then the Silent Man led by him was killed.
It turned into a bloody mist.
Half of the body and severed limbs fell to the ground. The speechless ones who followed mercilessly stepped over the corpse. Bologg raised his hand and pointed to the corridor. The wall began to squirm. In the next moment, countless stone halberds and rock spears broke through the wall, as if they were intertwined.
The spear array penetrated the bodies of several speechless people along the ether barrier that Palmer shattered.
As if they didn't know the pain, they broke their spears and moved forward again. A scarlet curtain covered their vision... This was not a curtain, but boiling blood.
The red sword blade pierced out from the bloody mirror on the ground, and more blood spears rose from the ground, crisscrossing the ground.
The corridor, within a short distance of a few meters, was filled with deadly traps commanded by Borogo. The Silent Man would drop several corpses every time he took a step forward.
Bologg's breathing gradually became heavier, and what Palmer was worried about still happened. In order to control the surrounding matter, Bologg needed to fight for control of the virtual realm first, which further consumed Bologg's power.
"Don't worry," Burlogo knew what Palmer was thinking, "it's not a problem."
Boluogo took the initiative to meet the Silent Man. Since it was inevitable, he took the initiative to attack.
I can't keep escaping, I have to face this fate.
Boluogo comforted himself in this way.
In the narrow corridor, Boluogo and the Silent Man were getting closer and closer. The other party held two etheric swords. After several dying Silent People died completely, at this moment, the Silent Man in front of Boluogo, his
The strength of the ether increased again, releasing pressure equal to that of Bologo.
Lift your sword and slash!
The speed of the Silent Man increased sharply, and the etheric sword changed freely in his hands. In order to cope with the narrow environment, the sword was shortened into a dagger of dazzling light, and he slashed towards Bologo's throat one after another, and Bologo also waved his resentment bite.
Meet the enemy.
Resentful Bite swung a huge sword arc, and before it touched the wall, the wall cracked, providing space for Boluogo's slashing. At the same time, dense spikes stabbed the speechless man from all directions, and even the snake scale fluid was restless.
He stood up, whistling and pestering the speechless one.
The sword blades intersected, and the two ethers collided together, the one with power against the one with power. The high concentration of ether caused an extraordinary storm in the narrow corridor, arcs and sparks, and sharp whistling sounds.
After a moment of stalemate, Resentful Bite lived up to expectations, cutting off the etheric sword and cutting off the deadly etheric flow, but it only destroyed one etheric sword, and another etheric sword was approaching Bologo's eyes.
The Silent Man stared closely at Bologg's heart. The blow had already penetrated Bologg's chest. As for the falling bite, when it was about to open the Silent Man's head, another arm stretched out from behind.
He came over and grabbed the dark sword edge.
Another speechless person joined the battle, blocking the bite of resentment with his flesh and blood. His palm was chopped into pieces at the moment of contact. It could only delay the bite of resentment for a few seconds, but these few seconds
Seconds are enough.
The light-forged dagger had reached Bologg's chest. Just when the Silent Man thought he was going to pierce Bologg's chest, a strong blood energy emerged. Bologg raised his other hand.
Opening his palm, a scarlet wound opened from his palm.
The blood overflowing from under the wound squirmed violently, as if Boluogo's blood was boiling. It flowed out gurglingly, but did not fall to the ground. Instead, it followed Boluogo's fist and condensed into a bloody sharp blade in his palm.
, steaming hot.
The blood-made sword blade was filled with Boluogo's own ether. When it was attached to the imperfect ether sword, the blood-colored sword light surged and collided with the dagger, tit for tat.
After the fierce confrontation, all the light suddenly dimmed, leaving only a scarlet, comet-like light trail passing through the darkness.
Secret Energy·Government Edict.
The glorious dagger collapsed, and the bloody blade swallowed it completely, causing the Silent One's ether to lose control.
The Silent One thought that Bologo's ether should be nearly exhausted at this time. Then the ether that collapsed out of control poured into Bologo's body one after another, as if being summoned, and the depleted ether was filled again.
stand up.
Not only these out-of-control ethers, but also the lines on the body surface of the Silent Man flashed violently. The bloody blade quickly extended across the collapsing ether, hitting the Silent Man's chest with one blow, and also penetrated the critical moment of his soul.
The speechless man raised his head, and his eyes looked like evil spirits.
A huge feeling of emptiness filled the chest of the speechless man. This feeling was like an attack of mania, a huge hole in the depths of the soul devouring wantonly.
The ether in the critical area of the moment soul was extracted by Boluogo. The blood blade caused a siphon-like effect, swallowing up all the ether in the Silent Man's body in an instant. His body began to wither, and the glow of the alchemical matrix quickly dimmed.
Go down.
At the same time, Boluogo's weakened etheric reaction became louder again.
Blessing, sucking the soul and usurping the soul.
Boluogo exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the blood blade mixed with the blood in the body of the speechless man, turned into a scarlet branch, burst the body of the speechless man, and tore him into pieces, and those speechless men who followed behind
They once again faced Boluogo at his peak.
This time, Boluogo didn't hold back. He swayed all the ether he had just plundered, and the bloody branches extended again, like wildly growing scarlet thorns, leaving behind a densely arranged red network in the darkness.
It was so sharp that it ran rampant in the corridor, like countless sword blades, accurately hitting every wordless person. The ether barrier could resist the first few rounds of attacks, but as Bologo's ether gradually broke through,
As the number of attacks increased, some scratches began to appear on the bodies of the Silent Ones.
In the small open wound, the blood boiled and squirmed, as if a scarlet seed had been planted, helping Boluogo cross the defense line of the Moment Soul Critical, and quietly cut out a tiny hole on the Moment Soul Critical.
gap.
detonate.
In an instant, many bloody blades burst out of the body, like blood-colored flowers growing and blooming from the body. While killing the speechless ones, and with the help of the protection and soul-sucking general, their ether was swallowed up.
, just like using the body as nourishment to support the blooming of the sea of flowers.
It's like the God of Death passing by, extracting the soul awaiting trial from the corpse.
Borogo fed war with war, strode forward, and suppressed the Silent Ones in turn, until they were countless dead and wounded, until corpses littered the field, until the defenders' etheric reaction roared in.
Palmer stood behind Bologg, looking blankly at the terrifying corridor completely covered in blood and corpses.
Behind the pile of corpses, the Silent Man stepped through the sticky blood and faced off against Bologg. Bologg did not relax at all, and he understood that the most difficult battle had just come.
The surrounding ether surged wildly, without any warning, and a bolt of thunder made of high-concentration ether passed past Boluogo, shattering the rocks along the way and leaving scratches on Boluogo's body.
Bologg stared at the Silent Man without changing his expression. This was not the first time he faced the Silent Man in the defender position. Under the excessive pressure, Bologg actually felt a faint sense of excitement.
When the tension reached its limit, the Silent Man suddenly released his fighting posture, and the ether on his body weakened, as if he had given up fighting with Boluogo.
Just when Bologg was still confused, clear footsteps came from the dead corridor, and the sound got closer and closer. At the same time, the umbilical cord in Bologg's abdomen became more real, as if it was about to materialize.
The Silent One moved away, revealing the black-robed figure that was slowly walking towards him, and the silver mask that was almost engraved into Boluogo's soul.
Across the blood and corpses, the Shadow King strode towards Bologg, arriving for this destined meeting, the knot of fate.
