amaotonovel Chapter 755 Blood Hand Ax
Chapter 755 Blood Hand Ax
Chapter 755 Blood Hand Ax
Workday, the workday that Burlogo loves.
After watching "Fork Killer" with Palmer last night, his tense spirit finally relaxed. In Burlogo's view, this was a good start, but what he didn't expect was that it was a good start. It's a bit over the top.
Palmer's nature is still that bad boy. The high-intensity anger of the past few days has made him exhausted. He invited Burlogo to come to a movie marathon. Burrog looked at the time and directly rejected him.
Movie marathon, which is an exclusive activity between Burlogo and Palmer, refers to picking a series of movies and watching all of them in one go.
In my impression, it was the longest movie marathon between the two of them. After watching for [-] hours, both of them couldn't support themselves at the end, and completely collapsed on the sofa.
"Next time," Burlogo did not refuse so radically, "after this incident, we can invite others to join us for a movie marathon."
Bologo even thought about the venue, "How about the Undead Club, it should be able to seat quite a few people."
After making his plan, Palmer buried himself under the covers and fell into a heavy sleep. He was so exhausted that when Burlogo called Palmer in the morning, he lay motionless on the bed, if he could hear him faintly. With the sound of breathing, Bologo is ready to check Palmer's vital signs to see if he died suddenly on the spot because of his bad life schedule and hobbies.
Bologo didn't wake up Palmer. After tidying himself up, he set off for the Order Bureau alone. Today's Order Bureau was quite deserted. It seems that in order to seal the big rift and the next operation, many staff members were dispatched out.
In the depressing and hurried atmosphere, Burlogo looked relaxed and relaxed like a normal person. In the schedule that Burlogo made, he planned to go to the office first to see how Lebius was doing. Since the conversation on the street that day After that, Burlogo was very concerned about the mental state of his team leader.
Entering the office, Lebius was not behind the familiar desk, and Burlogo felt uneasy in his heart. Just as he was about to take further actions, Uriel explained these.
"Team leader? The team leader should be resting." Uriel said.
Burrog froze, "Rest?"
Uriel pointed to the door in the office that was rarely opened and easily overlooked.
It was only then that Burlogo remembered that Lebius lived in the office, and behind this door was his bedroom, showing what it means to be a workaholic.
Although to a large extent, his appearance of a workaholic is influenced by the protection of Yongshi Laoxing.
Following Uriel's gesture, Bologo noticed that there was a sign hanging on the doorknob, and Lebius did not turn the sign over, which meant that he was still in the bedroom.
As Lebius' assistant, Uriel is very aware of some details of Lebius' life. For example, Lebius doesn't like bitter coffee.
After all, Burlogo didn't have the courage to knock on the door. He was not afraid of anything, but he just felt too embarrassed.Burlogo tried to maintain the grim image of Bius in his mind.
Leaving the office, Burrog's next step is to sublimate the furnace core. It has been a while since Burrog delivered the Phantom Dagger to Amy. I don't know how Amy is progressing.
Normally, Bologo would not rush Amyu, but with the blockade of the Great Rift, Bologo always felt a sense of unease and urgency in his heart.
No one knows when the King's Shield Guard's attack will break out. Bologo must always keep himself in peak condition, so obtaining more powerful alchemy weapons is a necessary part.
Bologo sometimes wonders whether he should apply for some contract items from the decision-making room to fight.
The power of the devil is attached to the contracted objects. They usually have extremely powerful and strange powers, but correspondingly, the users will also pay a corresponding price.
Burrog's Horrifying Face is a standard contract item, which will exert a terrifying pressure on the target's spirit, but this pressure will also be applied back to the user.
As for the resentment bite, it is also counted as a contract item in classification, but there is no obvious demand for a price. Bologo regards it as a reward he won from the devil and Irving's blessing.
According to the huge size of the Bureau of Order, Bologo believes that in its warehouse, there must be many contracted items that are difficult to use in actual combat. That's the price.
It may be that the high-level decondensers such as the Wordless and the Shadow King put too much pressure on Bologo, which aroused Bologo's slightly distorted sense of power.
Bologo sometimes thinks that he can get some alchemy potions to use, and he doesn't have to worry about any damage to his body. Anyway, if he dies once, everything will be reset to the original state.
As if enlightened, Bologo realized that the body of the undead should be tossed in this terrible direction. The more you pay, the more powerful you will get.
After a short thought, Bologo calmed down and controlled his desires so as not to fall into the trap of power.
A few minutes later, Burlogo found Aimu in the sublimation furnace core. The work in the laboratory seemed to be over. She was not in the dark place, but was tapping on a piece of equipment in the sublimation furnace core. .
Burrog glanced at this furnace-like device. He was not a researcher, so he didn't understand what it was for, but according to other people's guidance, he heard that Amy was on it.
After a moment's hesitation, Burrog called out, "Amyu!"
After a while, the knocking sound from above stopped, and a familiar face poked out from above.
"Bologo?"
The other party's voice was full of surprise and fright, as if he didn't expect Burlog to come to her at this time.
Amy looked a little flustered, as if she couldn't retreat, she descended down the ladder with a helpless face. It was also at this time that Burlogo noticed that Amy was different from before.
When I usually see Ai Miao, she is either in casual attire, or a white coat that almost reaches her knees. With her changeable eyes, in short, no matter how busy she is, she can maintain a certain elegance with decent.
Amy is a bit too embarrassed today.
Amy staggered down the ladder, clanging every time she moved, and Burlogo looked her up and down.
Now Aimiao is wearing overalls with suspenders, and the big pockets are full of wrenches, screwdrivers and other things. His upper body is a white vest, the fabric is soaked in sweat, and his hands are covered with sweat.
Due to the harsh working environment, engine oil was everywhere, including pants, vests, gloves, and even Amy's cheeks.
She was like a feral cat just crawling out of a garbage dump, or like a mechanic who's been interrupted and crawled out from under a car.
Burrog looked at her, then at the device behind her, "Is there something wrong?"
"Ah... a little problem, but not a big problem."
It was the first time that Burlogo saw Amyau like this, which made him a little embarrassed. Obviously, Burlogo also noticed this.
"Are you shy?"
It was difficult for Burlogo to connect the current Amyu with the Amyu who was fighting and retreating on the watchtower.
"No."
Amyu shook her head, after a series of high-intensity training, she was already good at controlling facial expressions.
Burrog looked at her suspiciously, then gave her a thumbs up.
"not bad."
"Not bad what?"
"Looking at it this way, it's very powerful and full of vitality, much better than the previous overtime look."
"what?"
Boluoge waved his hand, he still had business to do, so he stopped joking, "What happened to the phantom dagger?"
"Oh, this thing."
Amyu sighed, and she knew that Bologo must be looking for her for such things.
Glancing at Burlogo, Amyu called the others to come over and briefly handed over the work. She wiped off the engine oil on her body, put on a white coat casually, and tried to bring back her scholarly temperament.There are only a few.
"Come with me," she motioned.
"The phantom dagger has been damaged many times, and its alchemy matrix is no longer stable. No matter how much it is repaired, it will be difficult to prolong its service life and ability performance, let alone further strengthen it."
Hearing such an answer, Bologo looked a little disappointed. The phantom dagger was captured from the enemy. Although it was the enemy's weapon, Bologo used it quite easily.
"If it's other alchemy weapons, it still has a certain use value, but the ability of the Phantom Dagger involves winding paths. You should understand that the winding paths are weird and complicated. Any error will make it out of control."
Bologo is also clear about this point. The winding path can cross the limitation of space, and its functionality is extremely powerful, but the requirements for complexity and stability also increase accordingly.It is an uncontrollable force.
"so……"
"So I'm trying to copy the alchemy matrix in the phantom dagger, that is, reverse engineering, which will take a little time."
Burlog said in a low voice, "This must be difficult, right?"
"I think it's okay, it's just a little time-consuming." Aimiao's words were full of confidence.
Even if Bologo doesn't understand alchemy, he is aware of Amy's talent and ability in research at this moment, so it's no wonder that she will be included in the research on the ether world.
"I repaired the phantom dagger briefly, but you have to know that its service life is not long. Once it encounters damage like the plague of decay, it is very likely to collapse out of control, and it will hurt yourself at that time."
Ai Miao thought for a while, "Fortunately, you are undead, so you don't have to worry about this, but you can use it as a means of attack."
"This attack method sounds a bit extravagant."
"It's going to be broken anyway, so let's make the best use of it."
Burrogo asked, "So am I going to return without success today?"
"Who knows?" Amy smiled at Burrog, and then took out a bunch of keys, "If you bribe me, maybe there will be a surprise."
Burrog asked sincerely, "Then how do I bribe?"
Amyu thought for a while, "Say something to compliment?"
In terms of praise, Burlogo really hasn't said such words, but there is nothing he can do to ask for help.
"Aimu is very good, very powerful, and his research is excellent." Burlog said with a blank expression.
Ai Miao looked at him with a frown, "Let's not talk about your expression management problem, isn't this compliment too pale?"
"That……"
Burrog thought for a while, and then said, "The weapon you made is the most handy I have ever used, just like an extension of my limbs."
A silver snake crawled out of Burrog's cuff, and it undulated up and down, as if greeting Amy.
"That's about the same." Amy folded her hands on her chest.
"Especially when it tears the enemy apart, the rupture of organs, the surge of blood, the crushing of bones, you should really listen to their screams..."
"Okay, stop!"
Amyu interrupted Burlogo's words loudly. This guy's description was too weird, and he actually expected to hear good things from him.
"Have I succeeded in bribing?" Burrog asked.
Amyu was silent for a while, and then said righteously, "Okay! Bologo, I thought you were an excellent employee who was dedicated to his duties, but you actually openly bribed him!"
Burrog knew it, he knew it would happen!
Amy seemed to be seizing the opportunity, chirping non-stop. It's not that Burlogo hated these things, but in such conversations, he rarely had the upper hand. It can be said that he was at a disadvantage throughout the process, but Burlogo He is a very competitive person.
Burlogo could only win the battle of words in other ways.
He lifted Aimiao up with one hand, and lifted his feet off the ground. Aimiao's accusation became lower and lower until it was like a mosquito whispering.
"You are coercing with violence..."
Burrog directly ignored Amyu's words. He realized that he shouldn't listen to Amyu's words, and you would only be led into a trap by her.
"Are you awake?"
Amy nodded, and Burlogo then set her down.
With both feet on the ground and the courage to return to the high ground, Amyu complained, "You are really boring."
"I just realized you can't win a verbal battle," Burrog said frankly.
"So I win?" Amy's eyes sparkled.
"You win."
Burrog felt like he was coaxing a child, and he couldn't figure out where Amyu had such a strange desire to win.
Amyu bounced and opened the door on one side of the corridor. This is a temporary warehouse, which stores a lot of messy things, and all kinds of signs are pasted all over the iron box.
Burrog stood at the door, watching Amy rummage through the iron boxes, and soon she picked up a small box and handed it to Burrog.
Open the box, inside is the familiar phantom dagger, but this dagger blade is no longer as exquisite and bright as before, but has many scratches and rust that are difficult to remove, many cracks are all over the blade body, and the golden metal Filling these gaps, like an adhesive, temporarily healed the weapon's wounds.
The dagger danced a few times in his hand, and Bologo inserted it back to his waist, covered by the hem of his clothes, full of concealment.
"Besides, when I searched the warehouse, I found something that is very suitable for you," Aimiao said mysteriously with his hands behind his back, "The application went very smoothly, and it was approved within a few days. "
"What?" Burrog asked curiously.
Aimu didn't answer, but held her head up, looking proud.
Burrog probably understood what she meant, and he said, "I've already bribed you once."
"Hi, all right."
Amy knew that she couldn't get more from Borrog today. This guy is a bit shy and needs to be done step by step, not eager for quick success.
Taking out the mysterious thing from behind, Aimiao lifted the black cloth covering it with a sword, and a blood-stained hand ax appeared in Aimiao's hand.
"Dangdangdang!"
Aimu onomatopoeia, like winning the lottery.
Different from the surprise on Amy's face, Burrog's eyes became serious the moment he saw the hand axe. He could feel the thick blood and killing intent from the hand axe, as if it could affect people's spirits. Staring at it for a long time Even, Bologo could vaguely hear the wailing of countless people before they died.
"What's this?" asked Burrog.
"A contract item, because the price it asks for is too harsh, few employees can use it smoothly. Over time, it was contained until I found it again."
Amyu put the hand ax on the iron box beside her. After a short period of joy, she also felt bursts of killing intent from the hand ax, and a sense of uneasiness spread from her heart.
Bologo picked up the hand axe. There was nothing special about its overall shape. The only strange thing was the countless scratches and mottled blood on the metal surface. Bologo tried to wipe it with a black cloth, but when he wiped it off After a bloodstain in one place, another dried bloodstain will appear in another place.
"interesting……"
Bologo raised his hand axe, and looked at its appearance carefully with the light falling from above his head. At the same time, Amy also explained this strange weapon to Burlogo.
"This is a high-level containment contract."
A high level means that this contracted object will cause heavy casualties, so it needs high-standard containment and protection. In the contracted object without a clear classification, this is also an alternative classification system, such as Bologo's Horror Soul. Containment, it belongs to low-level containment, as long as no one is crazy and wears it on the face, it will be safe.
"Its origin is somewhat special. It is said that it was originally an alchemy weapon created during the Dawn War a hundred years ago. However, due to the madness and brutality of the battle, its users sought the power from the devil to kill the enemy. The devil responded Called, and bestowed upon the axe its power, that its wielder shattered the foe."
Amyu recalled the information and continued to explain, "Using its power, the user is invincible, but gradually, the user is also gradually dragged into madness by the price charged by the hand axe, and even launched an indiscriminate war." Killing, and finally died under the knife of his comrades.
Since then, this powerful contracted object has gone through several masters, but each master was unable to control this contracted object for a long time. Some people remained rational and voluntarily gave up this weapon, while others sank into rage , controlled by weapons. "
Aimu said, "The Bureau of Order contained this contract object in an operation more than ten years ago, and some people tried to control this weapon, but they all failed, and then it was contained until now."
Burrog inspected the hatchet over and over, noticing some interesting details.
On the surface of the ax on both sides, overlapping scratches formed a pattern similar to an inscription. Unfortunately, Bologo couldn't read this thing, and couldn't confirm whether it was some kind of lost text.
In addition, the strap on the handle of the ax has a tactile feel similar to that of the Horrifying Soul, and sticky grease is constantly coming out of the leather. No matter how Bologo wipes it, it is like blood on the ax blade. can never be eliminated.
"What's its name?" asked Burrog.
"Fighting Saw Axe."
A tyrannical name, think about it, it was born for killing, bathed in blood.
Bologo's fingertips gently rubbed against the ax blade. It looked so sharp, but when touched, there was a jagged friction feeling. A slight pain came from Bologo's fingertips. He raised his hand , My finger was actually cut by this rough texture.
There was a strange suction force from the hand axe, a drop of blood was forcefully squeezed out from the tiny wound, and landed on the ax blade, and then the blood disappeared, as if it evaporated rapidly, or was sucked by the hand axe clean.
Burrog felt something was wrong and asked, "What is its power and price?"
"As long as it touches the blood, it will display a terrifying aggressiveness, and the ax blade will eat the opponent's armor as if it came alive."
In the era when the sawaxe appeared, technology was far less developed than in modern times. It was a battlefield dominated by cavalry and armor.
"It will also enable the user to obtain many blessings, full of strength, tireless, and even painless."
Amyu said, "Many of its users were completely dominated by it in battle and suffered many fatal injuries when they lost their sense of pain. But even so, they were like living corpses. combat capability until the end of the battle."
Burrogo muttered in his heart, "Sounds like those in the Song Orchestra."
Those self-harming lunatics made a deep impression on Burlogo.
"And what's the price of it?"
The positive effect of the Cruel Sawaxe is relatively broad, and to what extent it can be achieved needs to be verified by Bologo's actual combat.
"Its price is very simple. Crushing the sawaxe requires blood sacrifices, the more the better."
Aimu paused, and continued, "You can understand that the more blood, death, and skulls sacrificed, the more powerful it will give you, but once you can't satisfy its thirst for blood, it will come from you. The blood is obtained from the body, and as the blessing gradually increases, the user will also be tortured by the phantom of rage, and even lose his mind and become a tyrannical killing machine."
Boluoge nodded, he probably understood what kind of weapon he was holding in his hand.
The more brutal the killing, the more powerful the power given, but if it cannot satisfy its blood thirst, then itself will become its food, and so will the ensuing phantoms of rage.
It sounds like this weapon really fits him. The immortal body allows Bologo to bear the price calmly. As for the phantom of rage, Bologo feels that it cannot affect him. At least within a certain threshold, it can still Can't control myself.
"By the way, there is one thing you need to pay attention to," Amyu reminded, "Once it is stained with blood, it will start on its own. Either it will not be stained with blood, or it will be a massacre. It will be very difficult to get rid of it."
Burrog hesitated for a moment, and then he heard a low murmur, and a sharp pain in his arm.
Lowering his head, dense metal spikes pierced out of the handle of the axe, piercing the palm of Bologo, and the leather straps also spread out one after another, like a group of snakes, climbing up Bologo's wrist and arm, He completely connected his limbs with the hand axe.
Blood was squeezed out of Borrog's body, and under Amy's horrified gaze, they poured all of them into the ax blade, and at the same time, Borrog heard the low murmur again.
With the sacrifice of blood, the sound gradually became clearer, like a wild beast trembling its throat, making a threatening sound, or like countless mosquitoes and flies flying over the rotting corpse...
It also seemed that the blood-stained engine was just about to move, roaring endlessly.
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(End of this chapter)