Endless Debt-Chapter 947 - 51: New Holy City_2

Just as darkness was about to envelop Bologue, their movements came to a halt, as if time had stopped, transforming into a twisted, pitch-black jungle.

Bologue did not relent, high concentrations of Ether converged in his palm, like Ethereal Blades, Ether in Bologue’s hands condensed into a radiant spike, thrusting fiercely into the darkness.

Secret Energy·Commanding Decree.

To rule over all, a decree from the Monarch.

Unbeknownst to him, Bologue’s path of growth overlapped with Xilin’s, but the overlap seemed somewhat amusing.

They both had meddled with the Cultivation Room.

If others were present, they would surely think Bologue was insane, for he was attempting to attack the Cultivation Room. What was more suffocating was that Bologue indeed possessed the power to attack the Cultivation Room, having just ascended to a Negative Power User. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"I’ve been curious for a long time."

The bursting brilliant white light cast Bologue’s face into pure black and pure white.

A bizarre female voice continued to sing,

"The sinner about to be judged."

Bologue initially thought this eerie female voice was the power of Belphegor, but now it seemed this power belonged to the Cultivation Room.

Mysterious, inexplicable, the infinitely expansive Cultivation Room.

As the fortress of the Order Bureau, the Cultivation Room held too many secrets, differing from every Void Realm Bologue had seen. Upon careful reflection, after all he had experienced, Bologue realized the technology of the Cultivation Room far surpassed this era.

A terrifying conjecture formed in Bologue’s mind, like countless threads, linking one mystery to another.

The radiant spike pierced segment by segment into the shadows, Bologue’s Ether invaded aggressively, gradually falling under Bologue’s control, the brilliant white and cyan intermingling, slowly tainting the shadow.

The attack launched by the Cultivation Room against Bologue began to fracture, with a portion of the shadows standing by Bologue’s side, under his command, while another portion of the shadows let out furious howls, as if rebuking the traitors.

Just as Bologue was about to advance further, the shadows scattered, the twisted black jungle surged back into the breach in the walls, Bologue’s power grasping at nothing.

Bologue took a deep breath, staying highly alert. Under his watchful eye, the cracked walls healed back together, all the upheaved bricks returning to calm, and the massive stone sealing the combat room moving back to its original position.

As if nothing had happened.

Bologue once again commanded the ground, attempting to dig through the solid rock, to once more glimpse the darkness and the woman’s voice. But after Bologue dug three meters, no matter how much he commanded, endless bricks filled in, seemingly inexhaustible, Bologue was unable to break through this limit.

"Did you trigger the alarm?"

A familiar voice rang out, Bologue turned his head, Mamo stood at the entrance of the combat room, looking down upon Bologue from above.

Bologue nodded, Mamo sighed deeply, "I was only gone for a few minutes."

"I’ve ascended to a Negative Power User and tried out new Secret Energy," Bologue glanced at the perpetually healing ground, "It seems the Cultivation Room holds grudges, it still remembers the power of Overlord Xilin."

"Your Secret Energy?"

Mamo belatedly remembered Bologue’s power originated from Overlord Xilin. The intelligence from the Ethereal Realm was too crucial, it made him forget this matter for a moment.

"Yes, I was inspired by the Alchemists, choosing the path of extreme polarization, Infinite Sharpness, and thus this power was born."

The Initial Activation Phenomenon on Bologue extinguished, he added, "I can now launch an assault on the Rectangular Soul Critical, though the conditions are stringent."

"More than these things..."

Not waiting for Mamo to say anything, Bologue continued to ask.

"As one of the original creators of the Order Bureau Sublimation Furnace Core and its first director, a literal living fossil."

Bologue looked at the aged Mamo, he relied entirely on the power of the Seeker of Glory, and a large amount of medication, to live this long, surely he knew something.

"Was the Cultivation Room built by you?"

As Bologue asked, he recalled all that had transpired earlier.

The United technology from King Solomon, the Eye of Omniscience of the Astronaut, all constructed according to King Solomon’s blueprint... All these technologies had a common point.

They possessed an advancement that surpassed their time.

Then this bizarre and unfathomable Cultivation Room...

Bologue asked his question, "Or was the Cultivation Room built by King Solomon?"

Mamo remained silent, his aged face was full of worry, pressing his temples hard, now Mamo’s mood was much like Bologue’s a few hours ago.

Full of stress and irritation.

They were both living beings, no matter how coldly efficient, always retaining parts of them that were human, and this humanity made them weak.

Mamo said, "I never expected you would ask this question."

"The more you know, the more you understand," Bologue said, "I just guessed uncontrollably... So the Cultivation Room was built by King Solomon?"

"To be precise, the predecessor of the Cultivation Room was built by King Solomon."

Mamo hesitated for a moment, considering that Bologue was a key figure in exploring the Ethereal Realm, from an intelligence access standpoint, Bologue was already at the core level of the Order Bureau.

The crucial United of the Order Bureau showed their true form to him, this information seemed unnecessary to keep secret.

"That beam of light, that force known as Scorching Light, turned the battlefield into scorched earth, the land split into fissures, and the Holy City fell within, becoming the Ruined City within the Abandoned Land as it is today."