Chapter 854 Evil Spirit

Berogo had to admit that the ruins area was an extremely wonderful place, like a bizarre dream, where you seemed to encounter everything.

The moment the thief-like girl saw Berogo, she screamed uncontrollably, and then she took a step and ran all the way up the stairs. While she was running for her life, she did not forget the supplies she carried, but the violent bumps still made her things in her arms fall continuously.

It was like a nearly scrapped car, dropping parts while driving.

"Damn it, what's going on!" She complained in a low voice, "Why did the staff invade this too!"

The sound of whistling airflow came from a distance, and Berogo jumped from the stairs, swung out a series of silver-white hands, ignoring the intricate gravity direction here, and ran straight towards the thief.

Sensing the high-pitched ether reaction on Berogo, a touch of despair rose in her heart.

The negator was actually a staff with the strength of the negator.

The thief realized that she might not be able to escape. Like a revolving lantern, she quickly recalled all the experiences of these years in her mind, from the exciting internship at the beginning, to the unexpected incident, trapped in this chaotic space, and struggling to survive here.

She was still a little proud of herself for being able to live in this ghost place for so long. Similarly, the suffering of this lonely survival could finally end on this day.

The feeling of fatigue finally caught up with her, so she couldn't help but slow down her pace, thinking that it would be good to fall here, and then slowly stopped.

Blogo was getting closer and closer to her, and the oppression of ether became heavier. Her heart beat vigorously, and the sound of thumping thumping echoed in her mind.

"How can I give up!"

She screamed, and when Blogo was about to catch her, she ran again.

No matter how tired, lonely, and desperate she was, the instinctive desire to survive still drove her legs and strode forward.

At this moment, she showed great professionalism. She held the bag in one hand and threw out the hook with the other hand, directly hanging on the stairs in the distance. She jumped into the void with one foot and swung over.

Just when she thought she had temporarily gotten rid of Blogo, the diamond shield had intercepted her in front of her, floating around her like a pack of wolves.

The glimmer of ether shone in her eyes, and she released her own secret energy without hesitation. Although she was only a first-stage condenser, she was not ready to die without resistance.

Without waiting for the secret energy to be released, the diamond shield quickly retracted, like a sword blade approaching at high speed. The power of the negative power was still too strong, and she didn't even have a chance to fight back. She closed her eyes in despair, imagining a scene of herself being cut into pieces.

That scene did not come.

The diamond shields turned into liquid mercury in mid-air. They quickly climbed up her body, swallowed her entire lower body, and then solidified into an iron-cast foundation.

She was like someone pouring cement on her body. Most of her body was solidified in the iron block, with only the part above her chest not sealed.

"Finally caught you."

Berogo moved his shoulders. She ran unexpectedly fast, as if she had used all her skills on escaping.

The solidified iron block was suspended in the air. Berogo waved his hand. Under his control, the iron block returned to Berogo's side. Seeing Berogo approaching, the murderous intention lingering on Berogo became clearer and more solemn.

A layer of mist appeared in her eyes, and she was about to cry.

"Ah!"

The thief shook her head and screamed uncontrollably. She was too noisy. Berogo controlled the mercury to solidify and seal her mouth.

"Ha... what's wrong with you?"

Berogo sighed and looked at the guy in front of him.

She didn't look old, only in her early twenties. She was wearing the uniform of the Order Bureau and carrying a lot of bags on her back.

Bologo immediately suspected that she was an unlucky person who strayed into this place, but it was strange that the Order Bureau had already abandoned the ruins area. How did she step into this place? Even if she strayed into this place, it would be difficult for her to survive here with the power of a condenser.

The most important thing is, why would she resist him so much and even regard him as an enemy?

Seeing a guy with a human face in this ghost place, Bologo himself was almost in tears, but she was panicking.

"I ask you, do you understand?"

Bologo could initially determine that this was a pure unlucky person, not a disguised monster.

She did not react, but just struggled constantly.

Bologo sighed, pulled out the dark resentment bite, and the cold murderous aura scraped on her face, bringing a needle-like pain.

She stopped struggling and moved her eyeballs up and down.

Bologo said again, "I will untie you, but don't scream, okay?"

This time she gave the same reaction.

Aether surged, mercury cracked, she gasped violently for a few times, then inhaled sharply, just when she instinctively wanted to howl again, the dark bite gently rested on her neck, and the bone-chilling coldness was transmitted from the sharp blade, like ice on the forehead, which instantly cleared her consciousness.

She held her breath and nodded with difficulty.

Blogo asked, "Very good, first of all, what is your name."

"Freya."

Freya answered in a low voice, her voice trembling, as if she was about to cry.

"Who are you? I mean, why are you here?"

Freya's answer did not satisfy Blogo, "Me? I have always been here."

Boluogo was silent for a moment, then opened the bag in Freya's hand, which was filled with canned food. He opened her backpack, which contained some medicine and fuel, which were all daily necessities.

"You've been here all this time, are you trapped here?" Bologo asked.

"Otherwise!" Freya shouted loudly, "You monsters will make a mess here."

Boluogo realized that something was not right. He asked in a different way, "Foliya, how did you get here in the first place? You also know that this place was not twisted like this in the beginning."

This little thief was obviously not in the right state of mind, so Boluogo did not press her too hard and continued to guide her.

"This place was once part of the Bureau of Order. Were you a member of the previous expedition?"

Boluogo suspected that the little thief in front of him was a member of the expedition team, but for some reason, she lost contact with the expedition team, and the expedition team also believed that Freya was dead.

But she didn't die. Instead, she persevered and survived in this hellish place.

Freya was stunned. The word "Order Bureau" seemed to remind her of her memory. She looked deep in thought, and her tight vigilance relaxed a lot.

Boluogo continued to comfort, "Tell me what you have been through."

"I...I am Freya, I am an intern at the Bureau of Order."

Freya's words were also stumbling. She seemed to have not communicated with anyone for many years, and her sentences seemed particularly slow.

"One day someone invaded the house, and then...then everything changed, and there were monsters everywhere."

Her words were intermittent and lacked a certain logic, but Boluogo still discovered an astonishing piece of information from these words.

Freya is not a missing member of the expedition team. She is most likely a staff member who was lost in the ruins during the Secret War.

God, she had lived alone in this damn place for so long.

Boluogo was frightened for a while, and felt deeply apologetic, "I'm sorry, I was a little rude to you."

He stretched out his hand, trying to comfort her and untie the solidified mercury, but Freya was filled with fear of Bologg's reaching out, as if Bologg was some terrifying monster in her eyes.

Boluogo suddenly thought of something. After the Secret War, before the ruined area completely fell into chaos, the Bureau of Order organized several rescue teams to rescue those employees who were lost. If Freya had been there during the Secret War, , as a staff member who is lost here, she should be rescued.

Unless she was hiding on purpose, but why was she hiding?

Others might not be able to guess the answer, but after what he had just experienced, Boluogo had already realized what the problem was.

"Foliya, don't be nervous, just listen to me."

Boluogo took a deep breath, "What do I look like in your eyes?"

Freya twisted her body with resistance. Her eyes were full of confusion when she heard Bologg's question. However, thinking of Bologg's deadly black sword, she was still forced to threaten and said honestly. .

"in my eyes……"

Freya mustered up her courage and looked squarely at Bologg in front of her.

Boluogo's figure came into Freya's eyes, but what emerged from those eyes was not a slightly cold man with blue eyes.

That's a completely different image.

He has a tall and twisted figure, with dark shadows covering his whole body, and his face has an illusory double shadow, like countless ghost faces superimposed on top of each other. They are wailing and neighing, as if they have been affected by some inhuman force. Tortured, I wanted to escape from this body, but I was tightly bound by invisible chains.

"Evil spirit..."

Why would Bologg ask such a question? Doesn't he know what he looks like? Freya didn't understand, but she still answered Boluogo's question honestly.

"You are an evil spirit."