Apocalyptic Forecast

The sacrificial knife cut the old sacrificial cheekbone neatly, and with the roar of Huai Shi, it suddenly pulled, twisted his tongue, and pierced it out of his mouth.

The shrivelled flesh and blood hadn't had time to bleed yet, and the poem Huai in the air pulled the sword of virtue from the saddle bag behind it.

Pressing directly on his shoulder, he thrust the blade into the old man's neck, pierced it from the back of his neck, and swung it horizontally!

Decapitated!

A broken and sluggish head flew from his shoulder with purple and black blood, and his scattered white hair was red with plasma.

But immediately, the headless body suddenly moved, raised his palm, and pressed on the face of Huai Shi.

In the palm of my hand, countless tiny pupils opened in an instant, staring viciously at Huai Shi's eyes.

The glory from the abyss spurt out of it.

"Wait for the grass, feel the truth!"

A tsunami-like source torrent spewed out of his palm, and poured into Huai Shi's body with massive nightmares.

Huai Shi's eyes were black, and even if he felt, his soul seemed to be out of the body ... even flying backwards under the push of the old ghost.

Behind him, a black vortex emerged out of thin air, with countless deformed limbs extending out, pulling the soul of Huai Shi, and pulling him into the deepest part of the rotten dream.

"Witness true!"

The broken head grinned, accompanied by the illusion that only appeared in countless nightmares appeared in front of Huai Shi.

The true essence from the abyss and the philosophical philosophies of rotting dreams have continuously emerged from the consciousness of Huai Poetry, constantly killing his will to resist, and to deeply root all his own into his soul.

The sinker who transformed him into a rotten dream.

"Accept the gift of the Great Spirit, the lucky one selected by Liang Xiao."

The old face grinned, "Farewell to the decayed world, from now on, you will be a peer like me and become a sober person in this sad world!"

In a trance, Huai Shi felt that he was engulfed in endless darkness, the world fell apart in front of him, and everything seemed to be broken into a phantom like a dream.

The truth and the truth were turned upside down, and the endless mad dream swallowed him up.

In just a moment, it was better than ten million years.

In the captivity of endless darkness, the glory of Huai Shi's eyes gradually faded out, and in the end, only darkness remained. In the endless darkness, only a warm and kind light is waiting in front.

"come on!"

The old priest smiled and spread his hands in the light: "Hug the only truth in the world, accept the supreme salvation from Liangxiao ..."

"Before that, I will ask a question first ..."

In deep sleepiness and trance, Huai Shi subconsciously asked: "Does your company have overtime pay?"

"..." The old man froze.

"There should always be paid vacations?" Huaixi asked again: "Five insurances and one gold? Ten-year-end bonus?"

"Does your company have an exclusive access to the current bus? VIP lounge? Is reimbursement first class?"

Dissatisfaction appeared in the hollow eyes, Huai Shi asked: "I'm still an artist anyway, should there be a signature fee? Exposure activities? Are you ready to brush the heat? At least you have to buy a hot headline for a few months ? "

"..."

"Nothing at all?"

He frowned, woke up from a nightmare, opened his eyes, and looked at the gruesome wreckage in front of him: "Then you are so sorry to cheat money?"

boom!

The hammer of pain lifted up, aimed at the old face he had just grown, and fell.

The plasma flew.

In the screaming, the palm that grabbed Huai Shi burst into endless force, suddenly throwing Huai Shi out of it, flying like a shell, and smashing into countless creeping flesh and blood.

"Stubbornness!"

The angry old priest raised his hand again and slowly shook his hand towards Huai Shi, but then his hand was exploded.

Since the opened large shield array, lattice 1-1 and lattice 1-2 have already carried out the shield, they are holding a pistol, step by step, alternate cover.

The bullets fired from that pistol were extremely weird. When each bullet hit the old priest, a blood hole was exploded in his body. The wound could not be healed, and he was snorting.

When changing the magazine, you can see the red bullets carved by spar.

Their movements were quick, and under the alternate shooting and cover, they immediately came to Huai Shi.

Lattice 1-1 took out a mountain axe, chopped off the flesh and blood that entangled Huai Shi, and pulled him up, irrespective of the flesh and tentacles clinging to his own arm, and hurriedly ran.

Soon, Huai Shi was dragged back to the bunker.

He turned around and shouted, "Pain, immediately!"

"Don't use it, still alive."

Huai Shi choked and climbed up from the ground, tearing off the tangled tentacles of his body, throwing it on the ground and crushing it.

In situ, in the rain of gunfire, the old ritual has become scarred.

But the tentacles that were flesh and blood continued to extend from his wounds, wriggling, forming deformed limbs and organs, and the original human-shaped outline could not be seen at all.

[The long-range strike is in place. 】

Yanshi ’s mechanized voice sounded from the channel: [Preparation for Impact Prevention]

The roaring sound burst, the top dome burst, and the pungent smell spread instantly.

The torrent swept through.

The water light like a waterfall poured in from behind the top of the dome, so Huai Shi raised his head in stunned eyes, and his eyes jumped wildly: it was all alchemical fuel-once the deflagration was enough to send them to heaven!

This is the rhythm that will make them sacrifice vigorously!

With the roaring sound, behind the notch of the wall, at a far distance, the shelling module quickly descended above the guide rail.

Only this time there was a figure beside the gun body.

Andrea.

Supporting the cannon body beside him, the scholar from the Tower of Ivory raised his finger remotely towards it, and gestured for a pistol.

Invisible trigger pull.

"Biang!"

She whispered softly.

In the next moment, a flash of light burst out of the rushing alchemy fuel out of thin air, and turned into a sorrowful frenzy in an instant.

In the dazzling firelight, the endless flow of flames was constricted by invisible forces.

All the alchemical fuel evaporates in an instant, turning into a part of that horrible temperature, and all the heat is violently excited, and it is bound to the narrow square.

Formed a vague figure.

As if the **** in the flames had come.

Under the control of thermodynamics and Salamanda, Andrea bluntly expressed this power of destruction.

As the tyranny of the flames swept away, there was nothing left.

Whether it's the old man who is constantly reborn, the eroded flesh on the wall, or even the irrelevant things in the hall.

All were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

In the end, as the flames shrank, only the ‘tower-shaped’ emblem of the ivory tower was burning, proving that this had just happened.

Huaixi took a deep breath and turned back to thank Andrea.

Andrea also blinked at him, and went to other places as the shelling module took off again.

It wasn't until the old ghost's bones disappeared that Lattice 1-1 stumbled back two steps, sat on the ground, and raised his hand weakly to signal rescue.

Huai Shi immediately took out the sacrificial knife and cut open the lattice 1-1 broken gloves and cuffs.

The fleshy tentacles had torn his armor into his arm.

Lattice 1-1 was ruthless and was about to cut off his arm, but Huai Shi grabbed his hand holding the knife.

"and many more."

He took the pre-prepared blood bottle from his pocket and directly pulled off the lid, pouring the venomous plasma on his arm.

In a murmur of noise, Lattice 1-1 suppressed the cry of pain.

Soon, the tentacles of flesh and blood had disappeared, and a patch of mold-like erosion appeared on the broken flesh, and bones were deeply visible.

With the effect of poisoning to attack the poison, the emergency treatment can only achieve this degree.

Huai Shi violently punched from his arm, and after extracting his poison, he handed over the rest to the medical staff. Immediately after spraying a layer of spray, a mechanical splint was attached to his arm, and no injuries could be seen.

Lattice 1-1 paid a salute to Huai Shi, climbed up and signaled the subordinates to clean up the mess, and then prepared to start again.

Without giving them any breathing opportunities, a new task was dispatched from Yanshi.

The neuropathy of the group of night party finally realized that it was wrong, and began to revolt against the riot, but the general trend was gone, and it had already been divided into different places, waiting for the army to be annihilated.

There are many tasks, but this time there is no Huai poetry.

Soon, Tony's angry voice sounded in the headphones: "A5, A5, I messed up, FU @ k! I ran away one, shit, this time it was a shipwreck in the gutter ..."

"I will arrive immediately."

Huai Shi replied, picked up his sword from the ground, waved goodbye to leave, but was screamed by Lattice 1-1.

He picked up Huaishi's pistol from the ground, and then withdrew his magazine, filled in a few red spar bullets, and handed it to Huaishi.

"Blessing bullets can effectively kill **** creatures."

He said goodbye to Huai Shi: "All the way down, sir."

"Ah, yes."

Huaishi borrowed his gun into the saddle bag, waved at them, and turned to grab the falling wire rope and climb up quickly.

In the air, he pressed the headset: "This is Huai Shi, what's going on?"

"Run away by a sacrifice."

On the run ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tony reported breathlessly: "I'm one step late ... That guy has run out of the blockade and went to the public. Is the sniper in place? Lying!

A roar and a loud noise came from the other end of the headset, and there was a vague roar of "Eternal Night".

The sound of explosion followed.

Dense gunshots sounded and the headset hung up.

As the rope rose, Huai Shi heard the gunshots gradually approaching.

He clenched the sword of virtue, ready to rush out of it at the moment the deck was up.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a messy little square.

Many travellers have been walking on the streets, and there are several walking corpses of the Liangxiao Nightclub that are shooting at random with guns, causing confusion.

Several other travelers have already been taken hostage.

From the exit of the underground passage, a broken figure slowly walked out.