Endless Debt Chapter 710 - 202: Illusory Pain_3

Geoffrey couldn’t take it anymore. He deeply sensed Duwa’s sincerity; there was no need to test this madman further. Just as he was about to curse and ask Duwa what his problem was, a creaking sound came from above. The incoming seawater had collapsed the upper deck, and a whole sheet of steel came crashing down towards the two of them.

The Void Realm barrier isolating the core area had shattered, seawater was flooding into the ship’s bottom, and the water level kept rising. The Paradise was sinking, but the descent was slow. A ship as large as this, even if it intended on fully sinking, would take at least over an hour. If Bologue could swiftly eliminate Bai Ou, he might seal up those breaches and save some of the assets for the Sea Tide people.

The Flame of the Cauldron burned in the water. At this moment, Bologue couldn’t fully command these liquids, but those heavy and chaotic pieces of steel all paved the way for him. Bologue could feel the phantom pain rushing over him with the seawater and sense the sinister Mad Roar Power bestowed upon Bai Ou by the Devil.

Milky white mist spread and permeated over the water surface. Hert, with the aid of Secret Energy and Etherization, was entirely unaffected by the rapids. He could even pass through smaller crevices, or, more specifically, he could go wherever the mist could reach unhindered.

Hert spotted Bologue. In the mist, glimmers of Ethereal Blade flickered like bloodthirsty mosquitoes, rushing straight at Bologue. All obstacles in their path inexplicably bore countless knife marks, and the edges of the splits radiated searing heat.

Bologue broke through the obstruction overhead and leaped out of the water. At this moment, the mist also reached his vicinity, and Hert’s figure reassembled with material form again.

Their eyes were bloodshot as they prepared for a new round of deadly sword fight. Thousand Jin Power descended, and Hert’s freshly straightened body collapsed uncontrollably to the ground, along with a depression forming on the water surface beneath him. The subsequent water flow filled in, eroding each other, surprisingly creating a whirlpool locally.

Canary emerged from the water in a sorry state, her long hair clinging to her skin, her makeup smudged. Now she, like Bologue and others, appeared as menacing ferocious ghosts.

"Troublesome fellow!"

With the hindrance of the Void Realm gone, Canary finally unleashed her power freely.

Hert fell uncontrollably into the water, his body pinned tightly to the ground. He tried to lift his arms, but under the pressure of Thousand Jin Power, his arms could no longer bear the weight of his body, bending grotesquely.

Ether’s glow crawled over his body. Just as Hert attempted to Etherize again to evade the attack, the ground beneath him completely shattered, and he plunged downwards, crashing through layers of steel plates until he was entirely out of Canary’s Secret Energy range.

"Cleared one out," Canary called to Bologue, "but only temporarily."

The Negative Power Users had incredible resilience, especially those who were as deeply Etherized as Hert. Although he couldn’t be killed, at least one formidable opponent was driven off the battlefield, leaving the two of them to focus on dealing with Bai Ou.

Canary had collaborated with many to assassinate Bai Ou, even hiring mercenaries, but the results were always lackluster. It wasn’t until working with Bologue that she realized the stark difference between professionals and amateurs. These Field Staff were top-notch.

Bologue understood Canary’s meaning, and he quickened his pace toward the front, precisely where the phantom pain was coming from, and also where Bai Ou was located.

Maniacal laughter rose amidst the sound of rushing water. Before they could pursue, Bai Ou had already gone along with the flow. His decayed and dilapidated body had now re-healed, draped in a deep black robe.

The black robe seemed to be an Alchemy Armament, with unclear specific effects, but Bologue believed its primary purpose was for covering the body. Otherwise, Bai Ou would always end up naked at the end of every battle.

Bai Ou saw Bologue, and the surging phantom pain came head-on.

Bai Ou rarely hated anyone so intensely. After the collapse of his faith in Belphegor, he always saw himself as a Savior to rescue the poets deceived by Belphegor. Bai Ou thought Bologue was just a tool being manipulated, but he bore the immortality Bai Ou longed for.

"I will destroy everything of Belphegor!"

Bai Ou roared, and in an instant, it was as if Hell descended and overlapped with reality.

Bologue’s world began to distort, cold seawater covered with a layer of crimson, becoming sticky and hot. In the crimson liquid floated fragments of flesh, and the hard metal walls softened, turning into scarlet mucus-covered stomach walls.

The entire cabin became the intestines of some monster, with countless maggots crawling through the bloody water. They bit into Bologue’s body, burrowing into his flesh along with the wounds, using his body as a nest to feed and reproduce.

As Bologue was about to lose consciousness amidst the phantom pain, the sun mark in his palm ignited, and then all the lights rapidly faded along with the uncontrollable pain.

Bologue found himself in an absolutely dark world, with two beams of light falling from above. One illuminated Bologue, while the other illuminated Belphegor seated in a chair.

Belphegor, as always, wore pajamas and held a tub of popcorn, looking straight ahead. In the darkness, a giant screen arose, and a projector was casting the war scenes inside the Paradise. Judging by the perspective, Belphegor was sharing Canary’s view.