Endless Debt Chapter 702 - 200: Fight for It_3

Time reversed on Geoffrey, within the storm he felt himself turn back to his younger years, once again facing the tempest.

Stepping, leaping, Geoffrey slashed at Bologue’s head, his speed and power reached the limit, even in Geoffrey’s life such a perfect strike was rarely seen.

The moment Bologue witnessed the flash, the deadly blade was already before him, like an inescapable thunder judgment.

Panic flashed in Bologue’s eyes, he knew he couldn’t avoid this strike, Geoffrey’s full hit would cleave his head, slice through the spine, and then Geoffrey would continue his all-out stance towards Palmer, relying on the agility of Secret Energy, Palmer might negotiate with Geoffrey for a bit, though it wouldn’t change his fate of being killed.

A familiar but weary voice echoed beside Bologue’s ears, steadying his gaze, even bringing a smile to his lips.

The lethal thunder cut through Bologue’s scalp, embedded into the skull, blood gushed over the bridge of the nose, reddening the vision.

The long blade should cut through everything, but failed to continue its descent, a glittering golden light flickered at the edge of vision, hurting Geoffrey’s eyes, he barely shifted his gaze and saw that familiar figure at the edge.

Geoffrey stood at the exploded edge of the ship, Palmer’s summoned gale blew against Geoffrey’s sea-soaked clothing, his hair wildly danced, beneath the crisscrossing frigid strands lay a cold, merciless sun.

Secret Energy·Tiger Eye couldn’t control Geoffrey for long, but for Bologue, even a moment of stagnation, delay was enough.

Bologue grabbed Geoffrey’s long blade, he had long wanted to try this, face angry, throat growling, a blue light trail spread from Bologue’s palm, invaded the long blade, he commanded all steel like a forged king.

Clear opposition felt coming from the long blade, this weapon’s lethality in Geoffrey’s hand was inseparably tied to Geoffrey’s adeptness with Ethereal Blade, he often applied Ethereal Blade to the long blade, granting it strength and sharpness like Alchemy Metal.

Prayer Believers and Negative Power Users confronted affinity and mastery of Ether, Bologue theoretically couldn’t overcome Geoffrey, but this was theory, the real battlefield didn’t care for precise theories.

After a brief stalemate, Bologue broke the Ethereum Mutual Exclusion, the long blade twisted and transformed in his hand, dense thorns pierced Geoffrey’s palm, he couldn’t understand why Bologue could break through mutual exclusion, then he saw that strange hand armor on Bologue’s hand.

Touch of Erosion.

The form of the long blade collapsed, transformed into icy arrows piercing Geoffrey’s body, between Bologue and Geoffrey there were no old affections, counting carefully, this was only their second encounter.

There was no mercy from Bologue towards Geoffrey, he growled.

"Kill him!"

This was not said to Palmer or Geoffrey, but addressed to the steel encompassing Bologue.

Secret Energy·Tiger Eye’s stagnation began to retreat, Geoffrey reclaimed mobility, he tried escaping the deadly assault, but too late.

Swords, axes, spears, halberds, hammers, daggers, hooks, and spears.

In an instant, all weapons Bologue could imagine were forged, the surface of the metal still carried the warmth of Ether flow and the lingering glow, they came from all directions, smashing Geoffrey’s shoulder, slicing his thighs, piercing his arm...

Bologue reached into this arsenal, pulling out a heavy Warhammer, smashed it into Geoffrey’s chest.

Geoffrey only felt his blood churn, he vomited a mouthful of blood, then fell heavily to the ground, through Bologue’s extraction, the ground beneath them was already fragile, next the whole ground collapsed into the lower layer, within that layer’s darkness, Canary and Bai Ou’s ether raged.

The battle on this floor suddenly calmed, Palmer stopped the Secret Energy, strong fatigue assaulted his will, immediately Bulimia Nervosa threatened, a deep extraction sensation almost fainted Palmer.

Almost exhausted Ether as the cost, this was what happened, within hazy consciousness Palmer envied Bologue, having Aimou as backup energy, Bologue always released power without concern.

Forcefully blinked, was it the field staff’s excellent training, or the Clarks’ honor, anyhow Palmer didn’t fall, instead of suppressing fatigue and Bulimia Nervosa.

Palmer looked towards the gap, unable to shout, could only inquire within the Heart Core Net, "Are you okay?"

Geoffrey didn’t respond, the light in his eyes faded, he clutched his abdominal wound, half-kneeling. With Geoffrey and Bai Ou’s front-rear pincer attack, Geoffrey was severely wounded, but not to the point of death.

After catching his breath, Geoffrey responded, "I’m fine, do what you must."

What must be done?

Palmer glanced at the gap leading down, waves of heart-pounding fluctuation came, that was the monster’s party, if possible, Palmer really didn’t want to join.

Fumbled his pocket, Palmer pulled out several syringes, containing "Mang Silver Soul," thinking of Bologue not being around, Palmer felt his luck certainly doomed to misfortune.