As the level increases, the advanced nature of Boluogo's alchemical matrix is more fully reflected. With all-round increase, the extremely aggressive ether can easily penetrate the moment soul criticality of low-level condensers, and then
Completely dominate their bodies and cause them to collapse themselves.
However, under the influence of infinite narrowness, Boluogo also clearly realized the limitations brought by extreme tendencies.
Compared to Overlord Xilin, Boluogo is not good at large-scale control operations. The more he controls, the heavier the consumption of his ether, and he cannot control large-scale operations like Xilin.
At the same time, these control objects are carefully deployed.
If Xilin can regard each controlled object as a part of his own limbs and carry out precise and rapid response actions, then Bologo can only give them rough orders and instructions, and carry out clumsy and rough charges and offensives.
But due to the existence of infinite narrowness, Boluogo is now better at micro-level control, the kind of meticulous and soul-deep pertinence.
"Are you sure you can avoid attracting Aurora Road's attention?" Palmer followed behind Boluogo and said furtively.
"I'm not sure, but there's nothing else I can do except try."
Even an extremely tight-knit room has a few channels to connect with the outside world, and the same is true for the foundation creations of the Holy Hub in front of us.
With the naked eye, even Boluogo would find it difficult to find the entrance and exit. But now that Palmer is by his side, with his exquisite control of the air flow, the gas exchange between the building and the outside world will be greatly improved by Palmer.
Mo noticed it easily and found a gap to sneak into.
"arrive."
Boluogo stopped as he spoke. In the gap between the factory buildings built along the foundation, they found a narrow and low vent. There was a weak air flow from behind the grid, and there was a faint air.
The sound of the ventilation fan can be heard.
"Do you think we will encounter other people when we go in?" Palmer asked.
"Probably. Maybe by the time we arrive, they will have already dealt with the Council of Sages."
Boluogo squatted down, pressed his hand on the grid, and dismantled it without emitting any ether fluctuations as much as possible.
"Deal with the Council of Sages?"
Palmer thought as he raised his head and looked at this tall and huge building. It extended to the end of the darkness, then grew out of the ground, passed through the deep circular valley, and finally reached the sun.
The escape of himself and Bologo alone triggered a series of great changes, nearly destroying several urban areas. Palmer did not think that the momentum of the battle between Nathaniel and Holt would be less than the turmoil caused by the two of them.
Now the Holy Hub is still silent and quiet, which makes him think about what kind of situation it will be inside. Is it the final battlefield or another trap?
"I'm a little uneasy," Palmer tightened his grip on the lucky dice in his hand, "very uneasy."
"Do you think something bad is going to happen next?"
Bologg removed the grid and stuck his head in to take a look at the situation inside. The vent was much smaller than Bologg imagined. He was not sure he could get in, but Bologg could use it too.
The power of control expands the vents, but no one can guarantee whether this will attract the enemy's attention.
"Who knows?" Palmer shook his head uncertainly, "If I could know the disaster so accurately, I shouldn't be called a 'gambler', but a prophet."
"Prophet? Don't you think it's boring for a prophet to predict the future?"
Boluogo squatted in front of the vent and said while thinking, "It's like watching a movie and the plot has been spoiled in advance... Sometimes it's not a good thing to know the direction of fate. It will lose a lot of the fun of change."
"But knowing the future in advance would be very reassuring, wouldn't it?" Palmer struggled for a moment and said cautiously, "Actually, I have a habit of watching movies."
"What?"
"For example, in some relatively tragic movies, in order to avoid the bad ending ruining my mood when I fall asleep, I will watch the ending in advance and spoil it for myself, so that when the tragedy comes, it will be easier to accept it."
Hearing this, Bologo frowned and turned to look at Palmer. As a movie lover, Palmer's behavior was simply a blasphemy against the movie. What's even more abominable is that Bologo actually kept
Didn't find this.
No wonder no matter how sad the movie was, Palmer always looked like he was laughing. It turned out that he was not heartless, but just prepared in advance.
"Put it another way, if you could foresee the future and glimpse your own dark ending, would you feel relieved about your ending like watching a movie?"
Boluogo described it more specifically, "For example, one day in the future, due to some conflicts, you and Vosilin divorce, or the escalating war leads to the death of people around you, and
As for the destruction of your own ego...what would you think?"
Palmer was stunned for a moment, "Are you cursing me?"
"No, just to give you an example," Boluogo continued, "After knowing all this, will you be relieved and obey the fixed ending, or will you try to change it?"
This time Palmer was silent for almost half a minute, as if he was seriously thinking about this issue.
"Sounds a lot like an issue in a fairy tale," said Palmer, "knowing the dark fate and then trying to modify it, but it is this act of modification that promotes the arrival of the dark fate... Self-prophetic
accomplish."
Palmer shook his head and sighed helplessly, "Maybe I will comply."
"No, you won't obey. You are just talking. When that reality comes, you will definitely try your best to resist." Bologg said bluntly, as if he could see through Palmer's heart.
"What about you? What would you do if you had a glimpse of your own dark future?" Palmer asked.
Boluogo's tone was strong, "I will not have a dark future."
"You...you think you can reverse the prophecy?"
Again, Burlogo said emphatically, "No, I mean, I'm not going to have a dark future."
Palmer belatedly understood what Burlogo meant, and he couldn't help but said, "Aren't you too arrogant?"
"It's just that I have a good self-awareness." Bologo did not deny this arrogance. "I am a professional. What professionals have to do is to avoid such a future. That is to say, as long as I am still alive, that kind of future will happen."
The future will not happen, let alone be foreseen."
Boluogo stood up, and his power of control extended for a long distance, touching the free ether inside the building, but did not make excessive contact, thus triggering the ether mutual exclusion phenomenon.
"I cannot control these materials directly, as this will trigger an alarm on the Aurora Road," Bologo said and gestured, "Can you explore the internal path?"
Palmer closed his eyes and felt the surging air currents. Like a group of snakes, they penetrated into the vents and spread along the passages extending in all directions. A complex maze gradually appeared in Palmer's mind.
inside.
"The defense is very tight. It seems that the only way to invade is from the front," Palmer said. "If we invade quickly enough, we should be able to attack directly."
"good."
Boluoge said, raising his hand and saying, "The Sword Sword Oil can split the winding path, which makes it a lot easier."
He waved the sword as he spoke, looking eager to try, when a voice that the two of them had almost forgotten sounded.
"Wait a moment!"
Olivia stretched out her hands and put them on their shoulders respectively. She looked anxious, "Did you forget something?"
The shadows squirmed and boiled.
"I can take you in directly!"
When the shadow completely enveloped Boluogo, Boluogo felt an inexplicable ethereal feeling. His body felt slightly cold, and all his senses became blurred. He felt that his whole person was immersed under the water, disconnected from everything in the world.
have become distant.
Through this short-term cooperation, the three of them initially established a sufficient foundation of trust. In order to facilitate subsequent actions, Olivia also confessed the nature of her secret power to the two of them.
Secret Energy·Shadow of the Curtain.
This secret power belongs to the School of Ascension. Olivia's specific ability is that she can shadow herself, completely turning herself into a hazy shadow, thereby avoiding all attacks on the physical level. Under dark night conditions
, Olivia's own secret power will be increased to the maximum.
In addition, Olivia's derived sub-school is the School of Illusion, which further qualitatively changes the secret power of the Shadow of the Curtain, allowing it to create more shadows and create shadows in non-night environments.
The environment is conducive to Olivia's fighting, and she controls the shadows to materialize them and fight.
After a rough evaluation, Bologo found that Olivia's secret power was not very good at frontal combat. It was mainly good at concealed movement, turning Olivia into an invisible assassin.
"According to your statement, do you think you have wrapped us up now?" Bologo asked in the turbid darkness.
"More or less," Olivia's figure sounded from all directions, "Theoretically, you were 'eaten' by me."
After years of training and the expansion of mystical abilities, Olivia can "assimilate" the matter in the shadow with herself to a certain extent when she transforms into a shadow, just like when Bologg controls matter, he can "assimilate" his own
The alchemical matrix spreads over and becomes a part of the body.
Olivia merged with the shadows and ran quickly inside the vent. Coupled with her extreme etheric shielding, the group of people easily penetrated into the Holy Hub without attracting anyone's attention.
At first, Bologo was wary, but after carefully recalling the structure of the Holy Hub and the entire Hidden Land, it was normal. After staying in the room for a long time, Bologo would often use the security level of the room to treat it.
It is unreasonable to build a fortress for other forces. After all, not every force has the ability to use the fragments of Raymond Gaiton to create a virtual realm.
While sneaking, Boluogo couldn't help but ask, "Did you choose your secret power yourself, or... was it decided by Sere?"
"It's Sere."
Olivia responded briefly.
"oh."
Boluogo did not continue to struggle with this topic. Now, he somewhat understood why Sere gave Olivia such a secret power.
The secret power of Shadow of the Curtain is not very lethal, but it is extremely easy to use to avoid disasters. Coupled with the ability to create shadows, Olivia can move freely even if she is directly exposed to sunlight.
Boluogo didn't know whether this was Sere's...father's love?
"Sere to you..."
Boluogo wanted to ask more questions, but he swallowed them back as soon as they reached his lips.
Now is not a good time to talk about this kind of thing, and Bologg will have plenty of opportunities to explore Threi's past later.
"I smell it." Olivia said suddenly.
A repulsive force emerged from all directions. Boluogo could feel himself being peeled away from the shadow little by little. This was indeed the case. The shadow clung to the ground like a ball of boiling tar. As Olivia lifted the
With secret energy, the three of them also emerged from the shadows.
His vision blurred for a while, but after a few seconds, it became clear. Boluogo looked around vigilantly and found that several people were in an automatic factory filled with cold tones.
There is metallic iron gray everywhere, and various indicator lights are flashing non-stop. There is no sound of patrolling footsteps, and there is no sound of human breathing. There is only the humming noise of machinery. Looking not far away,
Strange equipment stands in the building, with conveyor belts and robotic arms operating constantly, like a cold steel life.
"Is this the inside of the Holy Hub?" Palmer looked around, "I thought it would be more beautiful here."
"Is it like those flashy styles on the high towers on the surface?" Bologg shook his head, "This is under the surface. You only need to be responsible for production, and production work is the least need to beautify."
Boluogo said to Olivia again, "What did you smell?"
"The blood is very strong. There are at least several Night Clan members nearby. The blood purity is not very high. At least those who can be noticed by me first are not higher than me." Olivia replied.
"Can you control them through blood?" Borlog asked.
"No," Olivia's eyes dimmed, "When I realized that I made a big mistake, I tried to make up for it..."
"You killed all those people, those new Night Clan derived from your bloodline," Boluogo whispered, "except for the regent."
The Night Clan that originally belonged to Olivia's line has long since perished, and the only remaining regent has also rebelled. Through the Night King's second blood donation, he has obtained a blood purity that surpasses Olivia's.
"Due to the existence of "Dawn Oath", the Night Clan that can be active here can only be the blood of the Regent, and the new Night Clan created after his second blood donation," Olivia said, "I
We cannot control them, but we can suppress them to a certain extent.”
"No need," Bologo objected, "it's too much trouble."
Borogo took out his grudge and raised his saw-axe. Palmer on the side also raised his rapier and secretly held the dagger in his other hand.
"Just lead the way and leave the rest to us."
"What are you going to do?" Olivia asked.
"What else can be done?"
Palmer said impatiently, "According to what is recorded in "The Oath of Dawn", except for you, Olivia Villeless, all Night Clan active outside the Land of Eternal Night are illegal Night Clan.
We have the right to execute them on the spot."
When it comes to his own honor, Palmer always looks nonchalant, but when it comes to the honor and disgrace of his family, Palmer becomes extremely serious.
Palmer opened up his secret energy, and the ether weaved into countless birds, which flew quickly towards the interior of the building, searching for enemies whose bodies exuded the stench of blood.
Seeing this, Olivia nodded silently, and the shadow once again enveloped several people. They turned into a group of fast-moving shadows, jumping back and forth in the shadows between the buildings.
After crossing one cordon after another, several guard teams approached the depths of the building until a door exuding a strong blood energy gradually appeared in front of them.
This time there was no path for the shadow to move forward, and Boluogo had already lost his patience.
"Are you ready?"
Boluogo asked, but before the two could respond, he jumped up from the shadows and knocked on the door with his sword.
