Endless Debt.

Chapter 784 Aftermath

After crossing the cordon, Boluogo stepped on the gravel on the ground, walked up the slope and slowly ascended the bridge. The sun was very dazzling, and he couldn't help covering his eyes.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a sunny day in Oath City Opus."

As Burlog sighed, he raised his head and squinted his eyes, looking at the clear blue sky.

Since Fu En aroused the storm and rolled up all the plagues of decay and sent them into the atmosphere, his power incidentally carried the poisonous mist and waste gas that had been hoarded in the Great Rift for many years and threw them into the sky.

After the light rain, the big rift that was once shrouded in mist became so clear and clear. A huge circular cloud hole spanning several kilometers vertically penetrated the sea of ​​clouds, and the power of the Glory One remained in the sky. Continuously interfering with reality, even for a month and a half, the huge cloud hole still has no intention of collapsing.

"It's really fast, it's been a month and a half."

Burrog turned his eyes back to his eyes, muttered to himself, and stepped forward.

Time passed quickly, and it has been a month and a half since the Decaying Plague incident, and Bologo has already left the Frontier Nursing Home and devoted himself to busy work. Although he still has nightmares from time to time, this has not affected him anymore. .

The confession brought a terrible nightmare, but it also made Bologo see Adele again in the illusory dream. Bologo knew that she was an illusion, an illusion constructed based on his own memory.

But for some reason, it was such emptiness that gave Bologo rare comfort, as if satisfying the regret engraved in his heart.

Burlogo finally bid farewell to Adele himself, as if a knot in his heart had been opened. Although all kinds of disturbing things continued this time, Burlogo was in a surprisingly good mood.

He felt that he had completely stepped out of the cloud, and returned to this ordinary and extraordinary daily life. Burlogo started his work, as always.

"It's been really quiet recently."

Of course, as always, in the work, the endless bad words still go hand in hand.

Palmer followed behind Borrog, sighing and looking at the ruins of the surrounding walls. Normally, under the shroud of fog, people's effective field of vision in the big rift is only a dozen meters, and it is impossible to spy on the big rift. The whole picture of the crack.

Now that Fu En has cleared away all the clouds and mists, those distant and blurred environments have also become clear.

"What a disaster." The two sighed in unison.

Bologo and others successfully prevented the extraordinary disaster caused by the plague of decay, but the price was to trigger another slightly smaller disaster.

The forces of the Glorious Ones collided with each other, triggering a series of ripples and impacts. On the already unstable geological structure of the Great Fissure, the aftermath of the forces directly turned into the roar of an earthquake.

The ruins left by the collapse of houses are full of reinforced concrete and masonry walls, abandoned steel frame structures and other building materials, which are piled up chaotically like a huge jigsaw puzzle.

There are still some buildings that are struggling to stand, but they are also crumbling. The steel bars in the walls are broken and intertwined with the fragments of the ground, like the fallen corpses of giants.

Among the ruins, you can see the criss-cross structure of steel bars. They used to be the supporting skeleton of the building, but now they have become fragmented, without any organizational structure, and the remaining bricks and cement mixture are difficult to distinguish Even if they don't perform the functions they once assumed, they can't play any value to help rebuild.It will take a long time to clean it up.

"It takes a long time to rebuild after a disaster," Palmer said.

Under the intervention of the Department of Field Service, they distorted this extraordinary conflict into a natural disaster. For a month in a row, the content of the newspaper was all about this part, and various charitable donations and reconstruction work were also carried out one after another.

Boluogo continued to go up along the long bridge. After a while, Bologo came to the highest point of the long bridge, and then stopped in front of the broken bridge.

The name of this broken bridge is the Kuayuan Bridge. Its function is to cross the two sides of the Great Rift and connect two non-bordering urban areas together. It undertakes an extremely important transportation function. Of the three abyss-spanning bridges on the cracks, two of them collapsed into ruins, and the only surviving one was also full of cracks and crumbling, unable to carry vehicles and trains passing by.

Just like its name, the big rift turned into a huge scar, completely tearing the city of oath, Opus, and splitting it in half.

"Before, the fog kept covering it, and I couldn't see anything clearly. Looking at it now, it's really scary that there is such a thing in the city."

Burrog looked down, sighing under his breath.

"Normal, we are all like this. For the first time, we have glimpsed the whole picture of the Great Rift."

Palmer walked to Bologo's side, stood with him on the edge of the section, and cast his gaze on the earth wound below.

Without the cover of the mist, the big rift was clearly displayed in the eyes of the world. There was only a huge and dark pit entrenched in the center of the city, and huge rifts opened on its edge, spreading to the surroundings.

The Great Rift has always existed in the history of the Oath City, Opals. It is huge and dark, and its depth is horrifying.

For a while, Burrog's work has been hovering around the Great Rift, searching for potential internal crises, such as wandering fork in the road.

Bologo didn't find the wandering road. The deformed buildings were like a dream. As the fog cleared, they disappeared, and even the evil aura of the devil disappeared.

Mammon seems to have left this place, but his strength seems to have soaked the land. Even if he looks down now, Bologo can still hear the absurd voice roaring in his ears.

The big fissure exudes a strong evil spirit, like a black light that is erratic, whether it is day or night, its interior is surrounded by deep darkness.The flickering light seems to come out from the abyss, and there seems to be a chilling look in the darkness.

"I don't know if this change is good or bad." Palmer murmured.

The mist once obscured the sight of mortals, but now it has disappeared, and everyone can see the whole picture of the Great Rift and feel the power from the abyss.

It may be the remaining breath of the devil, or it may be the coercion released by the evil in this world.

"Let time witness all this." Burlogo could only reply in this way.

During this period of time, Borrog read the newspaper every day. Apart from the reports about the disaster, some citizens said that they had nightmares, like a group hallucination, and there were more and more similar reports.

Many people say that when night falls, under the dim lights, the darkness in the Great Rift seems to come alive. Their black and dry wrists are trying to catch passers-by. As you get closer to it, you can Hearing hoarse whispers and unknown incantations is terrifying.

There are also people who think crazily that the Great Rift is not only a natural creation, but a fascinating place of madness, the embodiment of evil, attracting the hearts of those who explore its mystery, where not only is it full of terrifying atmosphere, Also full of hidden treasures and secrets.

In this bizarre and terrifying realm, those who survive may find themselves drawn deep within by the power of the abyss, into a place of madness from which there is no escape...

Under the distortion of the Department of Field Services, the above remarks were misinterpreted as hallucinations caused by mass panic after the disaster, and their voices were quickly silenced.

But Burlogo knew that this was just maintaining a lie.

"As the concentration of ether continues to rise, there will only be more and more disasters like this... We can't keep concealing it. Sooner or later, the mortal world and the extraordinary world will overlap and merge together, just like the ether world and the material world. same overlapping."

Bologo said softly, "It's hard to imagine what kind of disaster and change this will cause."

"But what is foreseeable is the chaos that engulfs everything," Palmer said. "In the chaos, we will try our best to form a new order."

Palmer paused for a moment, then asked again, "Bologo, do you know why we extraordinary families have been hiding behind the scenes?"

"for what?"

"Well... this is our black history. After all, there is a huge difference between Sublimator and mortal. It can be said that we are gods to some people."

Bologo silently agreed with Palmer's words. The desublimators of the first and second stages are not much different from humans, but the desublimators after the third stage will be completely different existences. Logo even felt that this was no longer a human being, but some kind of humanoid... etheric creature.

"That's it. After overthrowing the Night Clan, there are some people who want to become the new Night Clan." Palmer said.

"I know this part of the story," Borrog had heard the story, "that's why the pact was made between the various forces."

"But as the line between the mundane and the extraordinary continues to blur, conventions will become meaningless."

Palmer said again suddenly, "Forget it, don't worry about that, just finish these things quickly, this is not something we can worry about."

Burrog nodded and continued to inspect the Great Rift.

According to the regulations, Bologo and others should be on vacation, but after this incident, the Field Service Department also suffered a certain amount of trauma. Many field staff lost their ability to work, and there were only a few dispatched staff left.

Burlogo can only temporarily end his vacation and get into work. Fortunately, the work during this period is considered as Burlogo's overtime work, and his salary is tripled every day.

In fact, Burlogo doesn't care much about salary anymore.

The edge of the big fissure collapsed piece by piece due to the fighting, and at the same time as the building was toppled, the big fissure also expanded a little bit, exposed to the scorching sun, the mold on the cliff dissipated completely, but weeds grew very luxuriantly.

Perhaps life is so resilient.

"Let's go, nothing out of the ordinary."

Bologo greeted Palmer, and the two walked down the broken bridge. On the way, they saw many citizens. Even though the cordon was pulled up, people's curiosity still prompted them to come to the Great Rift edge, looking at this terrible scar.

Bologo didn't pay much attention to them. After a month's investigation, he could preliminarily confirm that the danger of the Great Fissure had been greatly reduced. The Mist Abyss Fortress was completely destroyed, and the Wandering Fork Road also collapsed under the control of Cylinder. Although cruel, the Bureau of Order successfully removed the cancer.

With flying birds flying through the Great Rift, the only thing to worry about now is the abandoned land under the Great Rift, but Burlogo believes that the fourth group will be able to handle it very well.

"So Church can be discharged from the hospital today?" Burlogo asked suddenly.

"I've heard from doctors that this is the case."

Palmer sighed again, "They said that Church lost a lot of memories due to the backlash of the secret energy. I'm not sure if he still remembers us."

"At least the man is alive, isn't it?"

Palmer smiled reluctantly.

……

The man stands in front of the mirror and looks at himself in the mirror.

This was the first day he was discharged from the hospital... The man couldn't remember why he was hospitalized. He heard from the doctors that it was because of his injury that he had some problems with his memory.

Try to recall your past. All a man can recall is a series of intermittent and broken stories.

He can remember his own name.

Church Bolton.

Men can also remember their past, but due to the disorder of memory, it is difficult for him to construct a complete, orderly and logical life.

He felt that he was Church, but not Church, which troubled the man very much. Fortunately, a man named Ivan told him that this diary could help him.

The man didn't look through the so-called diary immediately. Even though his memory was confused, some things went beyond his memory and were directly engraved into his instinct.

Some professional instincts.

The man inspected his room. Judging from the decoration and layout of the room, he was indeed a monotonous and boring person. He hardly had any personal items, and he looked very depressed.

From the broken memories, I can also see that my daily life is really boring. The only things that can be regarded as hobbies are playing board games with friends and buying flowers.

buy flowers?

Men don't understand why they have such a hobby.

Soon, he found a proof of his hobbies in the corner of the room. It was a pot of alum, which was growing very well. It seemed that he was really taking care of this pot of flowers.

I vaguely remember that this hobby I have is related to a woman.

The man opened the drawer, and several thick diaries appeared in front of his eyes. With the appearance of the diaries, many memories were hooked up and put together on the broken memories, making many things complete and clear.

The man spent a long time flipping through the diary, filling in the fragments in his memory, and it took a long, long time until there was a knock on the door.

Church stood up and opened the door.