Endless Debt

Chapter 1217: Chapter 47: Scars

Within the mirrored city, there was a serene night, but soon, this peace was utterly destroyed by the thunderous sounds that kept closing in. Two intense ether reactions, one ahead and one behind, pursued closely, with ethereal power obliterating everything in its path, leaving only fragments and smoke swirling.

"Facing a city you’re familiar with, still a bit hesitant?"

The Regent King laughed heartily, suddenly brandishing the Shadow Blade, and the shadows surged, instantly transforming into a hundred-meter-long blade that split the buildings along the way.

Streets broke, skyscrapers collapsed, countless stones roared by, and the raging dust engulfed the Regent King’s figure, but the next moment he broke out again, like a hurricane.

Bologue leaped high, his entire body soaring into mid-air, turning.

He could see those crimson eyes, and the several districts that were destroyed by them. This was merely a pursuit, if they faced off directly, perhaps half the city would collapse.

While Bologue was relieved this was a Mirror World, he also felt fear. If a supernatural conflict erupted directly in the mortal city, it would be a disaster for everyone.

"Do you take this... as a game?"

Anger rose in Bologue’s heart, with ether rapidly expanding outward, enveloping all matter within the domain under Bologue’s command.

Thus, millions of tons of giant objects were easily shaken by Bologue.

Gigantic black shadows swallowed the Regent King. Raising his head, the surrounding skyscrapers under Bologue’s command began collapsing towards his position, the entire structure started twisting, cracks spreading across the walls, like giant hammers trying to restrain the Regent King’s offensive.

The Regent King didn’t dodge; instead, he was ecstatic, the Shadow Blade transforming, countless shadows formed a rain of arrows, shot towards all directions, the intersecting killing blades like a giant meat grinder, effortlessly dispersing millions of tons of matter into dust.

"Haha!"

Amidst the terrifying laughing, the Regent King charged out from the dust, but at this moment, Bologue had already disappeared from his view.

He cannot escape.

A faintly visible cord extended from the Regent King’s belly, swaying gracefully, pointing to the sky.

"Bologue! Don’t you find this umbilical cord interesting?" The Regent King shouted, looking up. freewebnøvel.com

In the high sky, Bologue cast out a slender Silver Hand, infinitely extending, hooking onto the farthest building.

That nearly heaven-piercing, earth-touching monument.

Cultivation Room.

"What do you mean?"

The Silver Hand rapidly recoiled, and after a brief glide, Bologue thrust the Grudge Bite, easily piercing the outer wall of the Cultivation Room, fixing himself onto the wall.

The Mirror World can only replicate a false outer shell, like a theme park named Oubos, the strange powers this city originally possessed couldn’t be duplicated by the Regent King, like this towering Cultivation Room, or the various within the Great Rift.

The Regent King’s Secret Energy is more inclined to create a solitary arena for himself and his enemy to conduct a so-called duel to the death. This ability sounds somewhat enigmatic, but upon reflection, Bologue felt chills up his spine.

This implies that as long as the Regent King’s Secret Energy can capture its target, even if the opponent is surrounded by thousands, the Regent King can isolate them, then kill them... just like himself now. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"The umbilical cord connects you and me, but why does it connect us? For the convenience of finding each other and then fighting?"

The Regent King stood on the ruins, looking remotely at Bologue.

Bologue’s expression slightly changed. The Regent King’s words reminded Bologue of the holders of the Original Sin Armament. Though the umbilical cord doesn’t forcibly make the debtors fight each other, once two debtors meet, it’s very likely they’ll draw swords.

The Regent King carefully observed Bologue’s reaction, revealing sharp fangs, ether roaring beneath him. As a Seeker of Glory, mastering the Power of the Extreme Realm wasn’t difficult for him.

Bologue only heard a rumble of thunder, and then the entire Cultivation Room shook violently like it was hit, smoke and dust rising beneath Bologue, followed by a figure charging out from the dust, his speed exceeding human limits, even escaping the bounds of gravity, sprinting wildly up the outer wall.

"Madman!"

Bologue cursed quietly, Power of Command rapidly spread downward, spikes rising from the ground, angled downwards like chevaux de frise, layering in stacks, but obviously these couldn’t stop the Regent King, as the black Shadow Blade flashed by, causing the spikes to crumble.

Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid gathered into a spear in Bologue’s hand, as he climbed swiftly upward, he turned and threw the Iron Spear downward, falling like a meteor, but easily broken by the Regent King, yet the fractured fragments didn’t continue to fall but ignited dense sparks.

Blazing Scale Burst.

The explosion boomed in the night sky, orange-red flames spreading outward, hot waves creating ripples, but none could halt the Regent King’s advance.

He emerged from the fire clouds, his dark suit scorched, resolutely tore off the damaged coat, revealing a dusty white shirt, his tie fluttering in the fierce wind, continuing forward.

Regarding what unfolded amidst the explosion, Bologue simply ignored, continuing upward without looking back.

The Seeker of Glory is indeed too powerful, all of Bologue’s assaults were mere tickles for him, yet Bologue does possess means to harm a Seeker of Glory, but this implies that Bologue must engage in close combat with the Regent King.