Chapter 865 Desire

The security personnel had high authority in the ruins area. The solid walls melted and collapsed before their eyes. Countless violent ethers gathered around them, gathering into a burning molten material, convoluting wind groups with dense wind blades at high speed, or compressing thunderclouds and the endless thunder in them.

The high concentration of ether gathered here, and even presented the substantial manifestation of the elements. Blogo could feel his breathing gradually suffocating, the scorching heat burned his whole body, a large amount of electric charges were free in the air, and the current surged, and Blogo's hair stood up.

In battle, Blogo always liked to be one step ahead.

Under the aether amplification, the resentful bite slashed forward at super high speed, and a large amount of ether gathered on the blade, and then penetrated into the sword oil of the transformation. A series of subtle reactions took place in the sword oil, and then they evaporated quickly, giving it the power of the ether warp.

As Blogo swung his sword, a dark blue ether ripple quickly spread outward, it emitted a faint light like a sword mark engraved in the air, and quickly swept towards the security personnel.

With previous experience, the security staff have realized that Bologo is an extremely troublesome guy. The wind group burst out instantly, and in an instant, it seemed that thousands of sword blades were emitting sharp sonatas.

Bologo could not distinguish their trajectories, but could only feel the fierce airflow coming from all directions.

These wind blades were translucent, like ripples, light and unpredictable. They were like a group of fish swimming in the water, elegant and agile. However, they contained terrible power. Each wind blade was incomparably sharp, enough to tear apart everything that blocked its path.

Accompanied by a sharp whistle, countless wind blades existed at the same time, at an extremely fast speed, fiercely slashing the air, cutting out thousands of sharp rays of light, like twinkling stars.

The dark blue sword mark collided with the wind blade, and the next moment it actually passed through the dense wind blades and continued to move forward, as if it did not exist, just a phantom.

In the delayed image, just as the dark blue sword mark touched the security personnel, dense wind blades also arrived in front of Bolog, cutting fine wounds on his cheeks.

Ether burst.

In an instant, Bolog's figure began to twist, and countless dark blue ribbons grew on the bite, which quickly wrapped and blurred Bolog. Stepping forward, Bolog did not step on the ground, but stepped into the trajectory of the sword mark he had just cut.

Under the effect of the Transmutation Sword Oil, the ether ripples cut by Bolog actually opened a curved crack in front of it that continued to move forward. The moment it stepped into the crack, Bolog's figure disappeared on the spot, and the wind blades immediately chopped the corridor behind into a mottled and terrifying appearance.

Then Bolog rushed out in front of the security personnel at the other end of the crack.

Sword and axe slashed wildly.

With the advantage of close combat, Blogo tore several security guards into pieces in an instant. In the ether glow, Blogo was panting heavily.

The Transmutation Sword Oil does have the power of the winding path, but as a semi-finished product, its power is flawed.

It is not a weapon, but more like a consumable. After the ether is injected and evaporated, it will make Blogo's ether have a certain force of the winding path. Then, the ether shock and ripples released by the slash can open a short winding path crack along the way.

In this short winding path crack, Blogo can travel by himself to avoid external attacks and move freely on the battlefield, but it is not as flexible as the phantom dagger, and the consumption of ether is also extremely amazing.

Every time Blogo extends the winding path crack by one meter, he needs a large amount of ether as a carrier to promote the release of ripples.

But at least, it does have the power of the winding path, which is enough.

The security staff was not prepared for the sudden appearance of Blogo. The scale liquid of the serpent exploded again, and countless slender needles pierced into their bodies, trying to curb the surge of ether again.

At the same time, the tortuous cracks behind Blogo began to close, and the security staff decisively detonated the burning molten material and compressed thunderclouds.

In the narrow corridor, a roar suddenly sounded, and the pressure wave caused by the explosion spread. It spread to the surroundings at a very high speed, like a visible shock wave, pushing the air to the limit. The terrifying airflow, like a gust of wind, raged in the narrow space.

The amazing pressure hit the walls and the ground, as if hundreds of powerful hands were violently squeezing the space. At the same time, the explosion released amazing energy.

The electric charges in the air were stimulated, forming a series of thunder strikes. The positive and negative charges competed in the air, generating strong electric fields and currents. Lightning flashed rapidly in the narrow corridor, and the arcs bloomed in the air like sparks.

Bologo only felt that countless heavy punches hit him, his bones were broken, blood gushed out, and the security staff also quickly disappeared in this suicidal attack.

In the sudden destruction, Freya's mind was filled with screams. With the advance warning, she had already closed several doors and locked important documents in the safe.

Before Freya could find shelter, the roaring impact easily penetrated several doors, and the invisible shock wave poured into the room like a flood. Freya first felt a sharp pain, and then her pain was completely numb and she lost consciousness. Her vision changed rapidly. When she reacted, she was pressed against the wall and smashed into the cabinet.

After a long time, Freya stood up with her strong willpower, enduring the severe pain.

After the explosion, a messy scene came into view. The originally neat office was now in ruins. The walls were covered with flying debris and broken furniture debris. Dust filled the air, covering up the former glory and vitality.

Freya struggled to open the deformed safe and took out the documents that Blogo needed. She staggered and walked into the corridor with difficulty.

Silence enveloped this dead scene, and no sound could penetrate this vast loneliness.

Freya saw several broken energy bodies, which were slowly creeping and resetting. She also saw the broken and twisted body in this burning black.

"Blogo!"

Freya exclaimed his name. Even though she knew in advance that Blogo was an undead, she couldn't help but feel moved when she saw that half of Blogo's body collapsed.

Blogo did not respond. His throat was burned dry, and he could only make a hoarse low moan. He climbed up with great effort, and healed his limbs first.

Grabbing the sword and axe, Blogo's thin body rushed directly to the broken energy bodies.

The reason why Blogo dared to release the ether without any worries before was because his protection, Soul Sucking and Usurping Soul, could restrain these staff to a certain extent. What should he do if he lacked ether? Just rob them directly.

With Blogo's identity as an undead, he could kill in the ruins for decades.

The remaining ether of the security staff was quickly plundered by Blogo. Their bodies were like deflated balloons, and only the burnt clothes remained in place.

The ether was replenished, and Blogo's self-healing speed accelerated, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more security staff descended in the collapsed crack, and then Blogo could feel the ether surging like a tide until a dazzling light descended.

As if illuminated by a searchlight, the pure white strong light completely covered the figure of Bolog. He looked like a fugitive who was discovered, and like an actor on stage.

"Hazy light..." Bolog whispered.

This time, the crack behind the wall was no longer the forge volcano, but the hazy light that watched everything. Under the dislocation of space, it appeared directly here and was on the battlefield.

Cracks covered the surrounding walls, and the next moment they all rotated, like a disordered Rubik's Cube, the spatial structure twisted at a high speed, and Bolog was like being in a real-time changing maze.

"Bolog! Here!"

Furiya's voice rang out, she barely stood up, and pointed to the back of the corridor with a look of surprise.

I saw that under the dislocation of space, the original obstructing wall disappeared. After twisting and spiraling for an unknown distance, another vague space appeared at the end. Freya could be sure that it was the main laboratory that disappeared on the design drawing.

Blogo glanced at the main laboratory, and his reason clearly told him that he had to repel these enemies and then reach the main laboratory. Blogo himself also understood this.

But just as Blogo was about to act, a strange voice rose in his mind.

Blogo didn't know what the voice was saying, but his body still moved instinctively. Blogo picked up the sword and axe and chopped at the security staff without looking back.

The influence of the saw axe?

Blogo speculated in his mind at the first time, but his consciousness was very clear, and he didn't mean to be dominated by rage at all, but he seemed to be unable to control his body. Only that voice and the ever-expanding desire were left in his mind.

The desire to kill the enemy.

"Jealousy comes from desire, an almost twisted desire."

Suddenly, Blogo understood what the voice was saying, and at this moment, Blogo knew what the body's completely unreasonable actions came from.

The curse from the protection.