The prophet did not hesitate. He stubbornly reiterated his wish. This time the devil no longer persuaded him, but directly gave him the power of omniscience and omnipotence.

In an instant, the prophet knew the past and the future, and also understood the meaning of the existence of all things. The secrets that had been carefully hidden were revealed in front of his eyes, and everyone's most disgusting and disgusting thoughts were also exposed.

First he felt ecstatic, as if a perverted pleasure had been satisfied, and then he felt grief that almost tore his mind apart.

The prophet glimpsed the secrets and knew the beauty of the world. Similarly, the sorrows of millions of people from the past and the future also appeared in his mind.

It was such a huge sadness that it easily buried the prophet.

At that time, Palmer didn't understand the meaning of this story. Now, listening to those mournful cries, he somewhat understood.

The fall lasted for several seconds, and Boluogo landed firmly on the ground. His vision was no longer dim, replaced by dazzling lights. Noisy noises came from all directions, along with the sound of rushing water.

It's like a waterfall is rushing.

Boluogo saw his surroundings clearly. He was in a huge underground cave. It did not appear to be naturally formed. There were traces of excavation everywhere. It was conceivable that a group of masters of the ruling school were working hard here.

appearance.

This place has been transformed into an underground port. The underground river is wide and flows from one side, submerged in the darkness. The rapids are constant. The cargo ship is docked at the port. A group of night people with scarlet eyes are urging rows of people to be quilted.

The mutilated people were shackled together in series and ordered to board the cargo ship.

They noticed the arrival of Boluogo and the others. After a brief moment of confusion, someone sounded the alarm. Strong ether reactions rose from the crowd. Some people rushed towards Boluogo and others, while others speeded up the transport of people.

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This time, Boluogo didn't say hello to anyone else. Under the aether's amplification, he crushed the ground with his foot and sped away like a cannonball.

A Night Tribe collided head-on with Boluogo. The moment their figures intertwined, his head was thrown high and his torso was broken into several pieces, dragging a long trail of blood mist, like the tail flame of fireworks.

No one saw clearly how Bologo swung his sword. Everything happened so fast. When the following Night Tribes reacted, Bologo had already rushed in front of them.

A Night Clan decisively grabbed the mutilated people on the side and tried to use them as human shields to block Bologo's sword strike, but Bologo just raised his hand. Suddenly, a needle-like stinging sensation hit the Night Clan.

Spread on the body surface.

He felt as if there were thousands of steel needles piercing into the flesh and blood, penetrating through the bones, the joints were restricted by some kind of force, and they were frozen together. The whole person stood in place like a sculpture, and then he heard something coming from inside his body.

The intense sound of blood flowing, the heart rate keeps rising until it reaches the peak.

Boom——

A dull explosion resounded from Ye Clan's body. His chest and abdomen expanded rapidly, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, and his internal organs rotted into pulp, dripping all over the floor.

His eyes were filled with unbelievable emotions. His chest and abdomen seemed to have been hollowed out and quickly shriveled up. Then the entire body fell into a pool of blood. The flesh rubbed against the ground, with blood as a lubricant, like

It was a mop soaked in water that was rubbed on the ground.

The blood splashed by the explosion fell on the bodies of the mutilated people around them. It was not until the slightly cold blood scratched their skin that they realized what had happened.

There was no fear, no mourning, and from beginning to end, they did not exchange a single word with Boluogo, but they knew instinctively that Boluogo was here to save them.

Even though Bologo looks a hundred times more violent than the Night Clan.

Bologg wiped away the blood on his face expressionlessly, and said in a calm voice, "I am Bologg Lazarus, the leader of the special operations team of the Order Bureau. According to the regulations, I will give priority to protecting civilian units."

The disabled people looked at him with dull eyes. After being tortured for a long time, they had lost the ability to think, let alone distinguish Bologo's words.

Bureau of Order? What is that?

Boluogo sighed helplessly, and before the attack from other Night Tribes arrived, he shouted loudly in words that the disabled people could understand.

"Everyone! I'm here to save you!"

The simple words were like drumsticks, playing into their dead hearts.

"So... cheers!"

Boluogo roared and dominated the ground. Solid rocks rose up from the ground, forming an arc-shaped shield wall to protect the crowd.
Chapter completed!