Endless Debt

Chapter 1257 - 71: Assistant

Destruction descended in an instant, burning metal shards sprayed in all directions like a fire meteor, the roaring explosion forcing the security staff several meters back.Furya stood dazed on the spot; she had never imagined Bologue could be so powerful, resisting the security staff’s offensive and breaking open the Forge Furnace Volcano.

The sound of explosions erupted, accompanied by violent tremors, a gust of wind arose, and countless flames appeared out of nowhere in the darkness.

The flames danced a peculiar dance, and the surrounding temperature soared instantly. The fervent red light reflected in Furya’s pupils, as if the entire world had plunged into a sea of fire.

The burning molten iron was like a runaway beast propelled by endless energy. It threw off all restraints, soaring high, and in an instant, the dark tranquility was torn apart, filled with the resonance of steel and rolling flames.

However, the freedom of the molten iron was but a fleeting moment, gravity’s authority returned, mercilessly dragging the molten iron back to the ground at a speed so fast, it’s hard to keep up, as if hundreds of scorching meteors were falling from the sky.

Furya gazed at the breathtaking scene, alone on the ladder, with no shelter whatsoever.

After several seconds of falling, hundreds of tons of molten iron descended.

As the molten iron hit the ground, lethal heat waves rushed forth like the scorching breath from a volcanic eruption, the flames seemingly capable of burning everything to ashes, the tongues of fire licking all combustible materials nearby.

Furya could hear a voice screaming in her mind; it was her Secret Energy warning her to flee quickly, but Furya didn’t know where to escape.

After breaking through the psychological barrier, Furya felt less frightened; her heart was incredibly calm, viewing everything with a sense of appreciation.

The molten iron struck the ladder, making a thunderous noise. The glowing molten iron slowly flowed, and intricate star sparks splattered far and wide. More molten iron fell, sticking to the walls like lumps of shining texture.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Furya, rhombus shields pieced together to form a rounded umbrella over their heads.

The fire rain fell consecutively, hitting the iron umbrella, vibrations and roars coincided, dispersing into large droplets of molten iron dripping down the edges of the umbrella.

"It’s nearby, right?"

Bologue shouted breathlessly to Furya.

Furya hesitated for a moment, her eyes regaining their luster, "Yes! I can recognize it!"

"Good!"

Bologue grabbed Furya, the iron umbrella split into a circle, rhombus shields floated in mid-air, and Bologue jumped onto them with Furya. The next moment, the fire rain collapsed the ladder, falling into the depths of darkness.

Compared to the Forge Furnace Volcano and fire rain, Bologue and Furya’s figures were so tiny, sprinting through mid-air. Each time Bologue stepped on a rhombus shield, the next one would rise ahead, while the previous one would be removed. Using this method, he forged his own path in the sky.

"Can you still hold on?"

Furya asked with concern, seeing Bologue running while plunging syringes into his neck, containing the Mang Silver Soul.

"Alright."

Bologue answered casually, amidst the heavy fire rain, the fragmented figures of the security staff were barely visible.

At this moment, those needle-like pins were still embedded in their bodies, and Bologue was expending a large amount of Ether to constrain the security staff’s movements.

Besides, Bologue recklessly tried to harm the Forge Furnace Volcano, wondering if it would alter the security staff’s priority targets.

They were mimicking the Order Bureau’s operation, and through this mimicry, it was apparent the Forge Furnace Volcano held significant importance to them. To keep the Forge Furnace Volcano running, they even sacrificed other staff, burning their pure Ether to maintain the furnace’s flame.

Is it to deal with this intruder or to maintain the Forge Furnace Volcano?

Bologue suddenly pondered whether these staff members would truly "maintain"? Since losing contact from the Ruins District, many devices were damaged due to lack of timely maintenance. The Forge Furnace Volcano persisted because besides adding fuel, it required no additional operation.

Bologue leaped with all his might, plummeting into the depths of darkness with Furya, while the Silver Hand was flung consecutively like hooks, stabilizing Bologue’s figure.

He swung high, shifting his gaze towards the gap in the bronze wall, where the molten iron flowed incessantly, and the hazy glimmer became increasingly clear.

A thought rose in Bologue’s mind.

"Do the staff need this Forge Furnace Volcano, or do you need it?" Bologue questioned loudly.

Bologue recalled the ruins amidst the heavy ashes in the Abandoned Land; people called it King Solomon’s Holy City, yet few knew it had its original name.

Raymond Gaudent.

The Cultivation Room originates from the fragments of Raymond Gaudent, and the Ruins District split off from the Cultivation Room. Bologue once felt that the Cultivation Room possessed a vague self-awareness, so what about the Ruins District?

Does the Ruins District also possess self-awareness, even if this consciousness is very vague, to the point of being unable to generate clear autonomous capabilities? Regardless, it would have a primary principle.

Survival.

The Forge Furnace Volcano, this enormous forge powering the entire Ruins District, is it part of maintaining the operation of the Ruins District, even if the Ruins District has fallen into chaos?

While rapidly descending, Bologue observed the actions of the security personnel. He deliberately lifted the ether suppression on them, letting those stalled ether flows become smooth again.

High-pitched ether reactions rose one after another, spiraling above Bologue’s head. Bologue’s heart tensed up, malicious glances swept over Bologue’s body, and then the security personnel didn’t continue to pursue, instead pouncing towards the breach Bologue had penetrated, distorting the surrounding matter, attempting to fill it in.

Bologue gambled correctly.

At this point, Furya repeatedly scanned the blurred shadows and finally found a familiar one among the many complex contours.

Bologue flung out the Silver Hand, leaping to the position Furya pointed out, the distance rapidly shortened, and the blurred outline became clearer. It was a corridor cross-section embedded in the bronze wall.

To be exact, this was originally a corridor leading to the interior of the Forge Furnace Volcano, but under continuous spatial distortion, this corridor had already dislocated and disappeared.

Bologue landed steadily with Furya. The corridor was relatively dim inside, with only a few dim light sources.

"Let me take a look."

Bologue picked up the secondary target list, which was more like a thick ledger than a list. To facilitate Bologue retrieving the secondary target, the information given was very detailed. By simply comparing with Mamo’s numerous features, Bologue took a deep breath.

"This is it."

Bologue strode forward, Furya followed behind him, "I’ve tried many times; I just can’t open this door."

"That’s because you don’t have sufficient access."

Bologue said, spreading his palm, showing Furya. In Bologue’s palm, there was an imprint of a Staff Sword.

To facilitate Bologue’s movement, the Decision Room temporarily granted Bologue high-level access. It was like a master key, enough to open most doors within the Ruins District, even Mamo’s door.

Sensing Bologue’s access, the dead end in front suddenly fractured, and the wall shattered into smooth cubes, moving towards the surroundings just like when Bologue first arrived at the Field Operations Department, opening up an unknown pathway.

"We should move faster."

Bologue glanced at the path they came from, feeling the ether reactions approaching, undoubtedly the security personnel had blocked the breach and were rushing to kill Bologue.

The two walked into the road inside, the entrance behind them was sealed, isolating them completely from the outside.

Bright light scattered down, a brand new road appeared in front of them. Bologue sized up the secret laboratory he had been searching for a long time, while Furya looked at the road ahead, her expression somewhat dazed.

"What’s wrong?" Bologue noticed.

"My head hurts," Furya said blankly, "it’s my Secret Energy warning me."

"Oh?"

Bologue couldn’t help but rest his hand on the sword hilt. After so many years, no one could guarantee that it would be exactly the same as before.

"But..." Furya suddenly said, "but I feel there is no threat here."

"What do you mean?" Bologue was puzzled by her.

"I feel inexplicably familiar with this place,"

Furya continued, "like I’ve been here before."

"Have you been here?" Bologue confirmed.

Furya hesitated for a moment, then shook her head firmly, "No, I’ve never been here."

"Not been here is right," Bologue said softly, "this is Mamo’s secret laboratory... Was your first internship assisting a Seeker of Glory?"