Borrogo is a very good partner in every sense of the word.
Before meeting Burlogo, Palmer always walked alone due to his own luck. However, some accidents would inevitably occur when walking alone. As a result, Palmer's career can no longer be described as bumpy. It can only be said that there are more.
Disasters galore.
Just when Palmer felt that life was hopeless and he was going to continue to be unlucky like this, his luck rarely picked up, and he met Bologna and became his partner.
This is a good day.
My career is gradually going smoothly. I have a partner who is approachable and has no pressure to get along with. Moreover, this partner unexpectedly overlaps with me in interests.
Of course, the best thing is that this partner will not die.
Continuous explosions came from behind, as if a violent monster was destroying buildings wantonly, crushing the lives along the way, and it also seemed like a shield machine was drilling back and forth in the Wuyuan Fortress without any restraints.
Like a giant worm, it gnawed holes in the rocks.
Palmer believed in Burlogo's decision and had no doubts. If Burlogo asked him to run, he would just run away.
It's just that the escape process was not smooth. Palmer could clearly feel the ether reactions rising one after another behind the layers of walls.
The condensers of the King's Shield Guard discovered him early on, but just now Boluogo was traveling with him. These guys knew very well that they were no match for Boluogo, so they remained hidden.
Now that Palmer and Bologo are separated, these hunting wolves are trying to hunt the lone Palmer. It is expected that Palmer will meet these enemies some distance away.
Palmer couldn't help but become nervous and lowered his breathing.
In the intersecting corridors, the two Sublime Sublimeers were the first to fight out. Their ether was high and they clenched their weapons. According to Mo Hu's perception, they were sure that Palmer was at this location. Looking into the deep and dim corridor, Pa
Ermo was nowhere to be seen.
Just when they were confused, a layer of ether suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.
The two raised their heads and saw Palmer lifting the etheric shield and falling from above. He had been guarding here early in the morning, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the enemy.
"Don't underestimate me."
Palmer muttered to himself, and the ether quickly flowed through his body, like a swirling storm, tugging at everyone's mind.
The two Sublime Masters held the hilts of their swords, and just when they were about to counterattack, a strong pressure came as Palmer fell. The roar of the wind filled his ear canals, and the high-frequency vibrations even caused blood to flow.
Slowly dripping from the ears.
They tried to pull out the hilt of the sword, but as soon as the blade was lifted a little, it was forced back into the scabbard by the increased pressure.
Secret Energy·Raging Wind begs for forgiveness!
Relying on the precise control of airflow, Palmer can increase or decrease the air pressure within a certain area. The sudden increase in pressure briefly suppressed the two sublimation practitioners, catching them off guard, and then the wind blade roared.
They were cut all over their bodies.
At this time, the ether between the two of them had surged furiously, and a counterattack was imminent. Similarly, Palmer had also fallen between the two of them, and the storm feathers were waved high.
"I think back then, I was also the Rookie of the Year."
Palmer murmured to himself, his words a little sad.
This can be regarded as a kind of wave after the fact. Since the appearance of Boluogo, the super valuable Rookie of the Year, no one has remembered Palmer at all. Now, only the stereotype of him as a hapless guy is left.
, nailed in everyone's mind.
"Damn it!"
One of them was cursing, and he swung his sword towards Storm Feather, but Palmer was faster than him, first because of his rank higher than the two, and then because of the acceleration effect brought by the secret power Stormrage Absolution.
From a scientific point of view, under the distorted reality of secret energy, every strike of Palmer is perfectly aerodynamic and extremely fast.
Scarlet blood suddenly appeared, and the arm holding the sword was raised rapidly. The condenser looked at his severed arm blankly, with shock written on his face.
These two guys are only first-stage sublimation masters. They do not possess strong reality-distorting abilities, and lack enough lethal means of direct killing.
Palmer approached the enemy and slashed with the dagger. The blood line extended along his throat. The Sublime Man was stunned on the spot. Then his vision began to change and he fell heavily to the ground. A headless corpse was confronting Palmer.
When it catches the eye, the picture freezes.
A frightened echo came from behind. Palmer could detect the falling of the sword from the disturbance of the airflow, but just like Palmer's previous movements, he was faster than anyone else.
"Accident? Friend."
Before the blade fell, the dark muzzle of the gun was already pointed at the enemy. The trigger was pulled. After the roar of the revolver, the alchemical warhead smashed the enemy's head into a ball of blood mist. After a few seconds, the body fell straight to the ground.
Go down.
Palmer dealt with the two of them neatly, but this did not mean that he was safe. He could detect the etheric reactions of the people around him who were approaching quickly. They were outnumbered, and there were also worshipers.
Taking a deep breath, Palmer continued to run along the corridor. With the blessing of ether amplification and secret energy, his speed was as fast as a ghost.
The surging ether approached, and Palmer rolled forward, and then dense warheads hit the position where he was just now, and the roaring flames rushed along the corridor. When he was about to catch up with Palmer, he called out
The surging air flow quickly passed through and collided with Shengyan.
After the billowing smoke, Palmer nimbly moved out. He had been unlucky for a long time. Palmer was very good at escaping. Unfortunately, this skill is now a bit rusty. Blame it on Burlogo.
.
Due to the presence of powerful players like Burlogo, Palmer almost always played with a tailwind. Even if the wind went against him, with Burlogo supporting him, he had not escaped like this for a long time.
"Okay, sometimes you have to admit," Palmer continued to talk to himself, "the gap between people is still quite big."
The bullet whizzed past Palmer's side, leaving scratches of varying depths on his arms, waist, abdomen, and thighs. Palmer endured the pain and continued to run.
Every member of the Krex family hates closed places. This is not claustrophobia, but an instinctive sense of vigilance due to their own strength.
The airtight environment means that Palmer can mobilize very little airflow, thus limiting his ability. If Palmer can rush to the outside world, he can use the power of the strong wind to fly briefly and escape from this ghost place.
Not much hope.
The etheric reactions of several believers appeared in front of Palmer. The King's Shield Guards were more familiar with the terrain of Mist Abyss Fortress than Palmer, and he was surrounded.
"Huh...it's really terrible."
Palmer was panting, and just as he was complaining about his unlucky luck, terrifying ether fluctuations came from the direction of the stone hall, and an invisible ether shock passed through the building. The terrifying intensity of the shock shocked everyone's mind.
All are blank.
A strong air flow surged through the corridor, collecting gravel and iron filings and hitting Palmer's face, causing a faint pain.
"The Glorious One..."
Palmer whispered, looking into the deep darkness behind him. The rushing wind echoed in the building, and there was a strange sound, as if a monster opened its mouth in the darkness, hungry for flesh and blood.
Heck, there are not only defenders in the Mist Abyss Fortress, but there are also Glorious ones.
Palmer felt that his blood had gone cold. He actually left Bologg alone in such a dangerous place. Palmer wanted to go back to look for Bologg, but before he could take a step, he stopped.
Come down.
What can I do if I go back? I am just a believer. A casual blow from the Glory One is enough to kill me. Maybe if I go back, I will hinder Boluogo.
Not to mention...can I break through the siege?
As Palmer thought this way, clear footsteps came from the darkness, the King's Shield Guards surrounded Palmer, and ether reactions of different levels arose.
"Regulations 1."
Palmer affirmed that he could guess what Burlogo would do, and Burlogo would not fall so easily.
You only need to complete what you have to do within your responsibilities.
The glow of ether rose in the darkness, and one figure after another became clear. Some of them raised their guns, and some drew their swords. Sarcastic laughter came one after another, laughing at Palmer who had nowhere to go.
The fleeing beast.
"It's time to prove the glory of House Crixus."
Palmer thought this way, and the Storm Feather split into two in his hands. He held the daggers in both hands and assumed an offensive posture.
The atmosphere was depressing to the extreme, and a flash of fire broke out. The shield guards took the lead in launching an offensive, and the roaring fire burned towards Palmer.
In order to embolden himself, Palmer roared loudly, and then the louder roar overwhelmed his voice.
There was a rumbling sound from the other end of the corridor, like a bulldozer approaching at high speed. Accompanied by screams, several shield guards were knocked out by the huge force, and then a familiar, heavy giant shield was knocked out.
Ermo's eyes quickly widened.
The giant shield was thrown violently and hit in front of Palmer. Large pieces of masonry shattered into powder, blocking the furious fireworks and creating a vacuum area.
"Hart!" Palmer said in surprise, "Why are you here!"
According to Boluogo's plan, they should stay outside the Mist Abyss Fortress to receive them.
“According to circumstances!”
Hart roared and punched hard, watching as a shield guard's head was smashed by him, and two other ether reactions rose up as blood overflowed.
Xue Lai spread out her senses as much as she could and monitored the movements of all the shield guards, while Kemp held the etheric sword and walked as fast as flying.
Professionals do professional things.
This is one of Burlogo's most common words. At first, Palmer only thought it was a line for Burlogo's character, but now, Palmer loves this sentence to death.
Hart's surprise attack greatly relieved Palmer's pressure, and Kemp's addition turned the escape into a counterattack.
In the narrow space, a melee broke out between the field staff and the shield guards. Hart was the best at ether barriers and ether amplification. He carried the giant shield and took over most of the shield guards' attacks. The arcs on the ether barrier continued to flash, spreading.
Full of cracks.
When Hart is about to lose his strength, he will give up defense and launch a swift attack, like a bull, knocking away shield guards along the way, throwing heavy punches, or using the giant shield as a weapon
, hitting the enemy.
As worthy of being the most senior field staff member among them, Hart was able to defend and attack. In the blink of an eye, there were several corpses and countless severed limbs around him. The blood was soaked in the gray uniform, and the fire was fierce.
The temperature soars in the body.
Kemp asked, "Where's Burlogo?"
"He's still in there," Palmer pulled the trigger while retreating, "but don't worry about him, he can get out."
"Are you sure?" Xue Lai doubted.
Palmer affirmed, "I'm sure he's the best among us."
"Where's Church?"
Hart asked again. He raised his giant shield, and the heavy shield cut across the corridor, blocking the enemy's path like a giant wall.
"I don't know, but he should be fine," Palmer said, "Bologo and I... to be precise, Bologo draws all the enemy's attention to himself, and he is fighting for opportunities for us.
"
"All right."
After hearing what Palmer said, Hart knew what he should do.
Under the rising ether, the giant shield's defense was crumbling, the high temperature attacked the metal, and cracks were all over the shield. Even Hart's strength could not support the enemy's continuous attacks.
"I'm done."
Hart suddenly said in a shocked voice. He tore off his shirt and took off his mask. His dark hair sprouted out, emitting steam.
After turning into a beast, Hart has been troubled by one thing, and that is his own heat dissipation problem.
Thick hair covers Hart's body. His body temperature will rise sharply with the slightest strenuous exercise. Like a beast, his means of heat dissipation are extremely limited.
Under the influence of high temperature, Hart's temper will become very irritable.
"Walk!"
Hart picked up the giant shield and told Palmer and others to evacuate, but he rushed towards the shield guard in front of him.
The shield guards were also panicked for a moment. They thought Hart was from the Origin School, but after raising the giant shield, Hart suddenly transformed into a beast. This was clearly the power of the Ascension School.
Hart was so powerful that the heavy shield directly overwhelmed a shield guard. Hart was riding on the shield. At first, he could still feel the ether reaction under his body, but as the heavy punch fell, Hart was suddenly separated.
He smashed a shield guard to death with his shield, and blood flowed out from the gap in contact with the ground.
Holding up the shield, under the shield was a corpse molded of flesh and blood. Hart held the shield high, resisting the attack for Palmer and others, while retreating step by step.
After the four people reunited, the battle obviously went much smoother. Within a short time, the four people successfully fought their way out of the Wuyuan Fortress, their bodies covered in blood and steam rising.
"Those speechless ones suddenly returned to the Mist Abyss Fortress for some unknown reason, and that's how we broke in."
Kemp gasped and explained to Palmer what had just happened.
"The Speechless?" Palmer thought back, "You don't want to know what's going on in there."
Like a demon, Boluogo killed countless speechless people and usurped so much power from their bodies. Sometimes Palmer felt that his partner was ridiculously strong, and sometimes he felt that he was very strange.
"Are you sure he can escape?"
Kemp hesitated, "We just noticed..."
"Aware of the power of the Glorious One?" Palmer asked, "Yes, I felt it too, even more clearly than you. The power was slapped directly on my face."
Palmer complained loudly, but soon his voice became firm again.
"Bologo will be fine."
The four of them ran wildly along the mist-filled corridor. Simply evacuating the Mist Abyss Fortress was not considered a safe zone.
A scream came from the sea of fog. The four of them stopped and looked towards the thick rolling sea of fog. They saw a dazzling green light rising rapidly. The light was so strong that it was enough to scare everyone in the area.
Everybody can see it.
Palmer was stunned for two seconds, and then said, "Church succeeded."
Several people looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes. There were so many twists and turns in this operation that they almost forgot the original purpose.
High-pitched ether fluctuations emerged from the Mist Abyss Fortress, passing through several people like a shock wave, and even caused the sea of fog to tremble and cause ripples.
Palmer nervously looked in the direction of the Mist Abyss Fortress. After the impact, an astonishing tremor came, as if an earthquake had occurred. The Mist Abyss Fortress shook violently, and large chunks of rock shattered and continued to collapse.
Like a landslide, a small part of the Wuyuan Fortress collapsed directly into the sea of fog.
Vaguely, Palmer saw a cyan shadow speeding through the mixed collapse, and his target was under the sea of fog.
"It's really crazy..."
Only then did Palmer understand where Burlogo's confidence came from. His original purpose was to sneak under the sea of fog and escape. After all, this was not the first time he had done this.
The King's Shield Guards must have been confused as well. As an undead person, Boluogo took full advantage of his immortality.
Since everyone has successfully evacuated, there is no need to stay any longer.
The collapse gradually spread here, like a landslide, with rocks falling and destroying the corridor built along the cliff.
"Run!"
Palmer shouted uncontrollably, not caring about his image.
Kemp couldn't figure it out, and they didn't stop. Palmer was yelling something weird, and then he noticed that wisps of breeze were accompanying them. Previously, in order to hide his whereabouts, Palmer would use ether shielding, but now
They had almost demolished half of the Misty Deep Fortress, and Palmer didn't have any more.
The secret power was fully deployed, and the breeze turned into a roaring wind, accompanying the team around. The sea of fog along the way was blown away by it. The speed of the group increased a lot, and they ran without reservation on the air corridor.
The thick fog was blown away by the strong wind, and the vision gradually became clearer, revealing the way forward for escape.
