Apocalyptic Forecast

In the moment when the Queen of Corruption was lifted, the stars were completely engulfed, and the endless sea set off an uproar.

Through the double helix cage, everyone saw a waterfall-like sticky nightmare gushing out of the stars.

It is the essence of despair that has been collected and selected by the rotten dreams in the abyss for centuries, after countless souls have been burned and exhausted in hesitation, pain, confusion and destruction.

That is a part of His body.

Each part is an extension of today's He, today's rotten dream.

In an instant, 110,000 passengers were engulfed. The black nightmare quickly swelled and evaporated, and a gray mist rose, completely covering the outline of the stars.

Flooded in every corner of the double helix.

It looks like a crystal ball imprisoned in a strange bird cage.

Then, stand still.

Not only did he not choose to tear the outer shackles, but he didn't seem to care what actually happened outside. He steadily shrunk all the remaining forces in one place.

The dark mist quickly solidified.

It looks like internal organs.

The outlines and colors of countless blood vessels and eye eyes emerged from it. The bitter viciousness spread from the crazy eyes, staring indifferently at the combatants outside the prison cage.

Somehow, it was so terrifying like that, but it always reminded me of dying prisoners who were dying in the ICU.

No longer bearing the stubborn strength of the corner, nor the inability to contend with the demise, he could only stare at the beautiful world outside the window with resentful eyes.

Curse all this.

But soon, the frozen nightmare began to wriggle wildly.

The bleak tweet burst out again.

So harsh.

It's like ... indigestion.

There is something crazy in his stomach ... arbitrarily, almost coming out!

"what is that?"

Under the double helix crystal, Mathers stared at the tumultuous nightmare, and immediately, suddenly looked up and looked at the projection of Yegor in the distance: "Are you behind the Astronomical Society?"

"Perhaps."

Yegor replied, neither smiling nor mocking

Just calmly told him: "In the face of the enemy, always be prepared, don't you?"

"It's worthy of being a preacher, and it's harder to deal with than it is rumored."

Mathers applauded his nod: "Apart from this situation, you must have other preparations? But it doesn't matter at all ... His life and death are of no importance to us."

He glanced contemptuously at the twitching nightmare under his feet, as if it was not a ruler from the abyss, but a piece of dead pork:

"Anyway, it's just bait in the trap ... what's the big deal of missing one more, right?"

Along with his words, under the double helix dense instrument-the endless sea of ​​thousands of miles, suddenly solidified.

That is not from his power.

Rather, it is a manifestation of some kind of authoritarianism, a certain kind of law engraved in the abyss, a force that cannot be violated is here.

In the blink of an eye, all the turbulent waves calmed down.

The sea is as smooth as a mirror.

That's right, at this moment, the endless sea has turned into a huge mirror, reflecting indifferently the pillars of countless double spirals, and even the sky dome representing the endless abyss, and the behemoth that is constantly fighting in the deep space.

Inexplicably, there is an indescribable comprehension rising from everyone's heart.

Obviously, the mirror of the ocean is right at the foot, but why do you think there is something overlooking yourself in it?

Then, in the dark mirror, a twisted and cold shadow slowly emerged.

As if floating from the deep sea.

Mirror world!

That belongs to the authority of the Queen of Decaying Dreams, but at the moment, Decaying Dreams is still in the captivity of the double spiral ceremonial instrument, then at this moment, who is the shadow that is emerging from the distant hell?

"Ah, what did that say?"

Mathers took off his hat and showed his mottled white hair, smiling as if he was welcoming some big men.

"Not long ago, some novels like to write. When the stars return, will the supremacy rise from the sea?

Now the asterisks are indeed in the right place ... "

Along with his words, in the mirror of the ocean, the dark and gritty shadows are getting closer and closer, and the endless gray and black has covered all the places that can be touched.

Something is coming ...

Is there anything ... breaking out of the sea!

In the roar, it seems that thousands of seabed sharp reefs are rising rapidly. A series of gray colors pierced from the world of mirrors, and after breaking through the depth of the shackles, they revealed their fierce appearance from the surface of the world.

Is that ... a tree?

In the reflection of the mirror, a decayed and huge overhanging huge tree reveals its own image.

Countless complicated and sharp branches spread out crookedly and obliquely, but there is no leaf or fruit on it.

Only countless sounds like the cry of a baby echoed between the branches.

Seems like an invisible bug crawling, burrowing into everyone's eardrum, gently pulling their soul and will, devastating the internal organs and bones.

Pour into the brain.

That is not language, but it is undoubtedly the most straightforward expression. Any parents should be able to immediately understand when they hear such crying.

He said:

--I'm hungry.

So, in the double-spiral densitometer, the solidified nightmare also struggled violently, trembling, and gave a stern roar.

But he could not break through the cage in front of him.

Can't escape from the train that struggling to climb.

And then ... In the world of mirrors, the huge root system of the overhanging giant tree seems to be alive, extending from the mirror surface, and entangled gently and dexterously on the double spiral dense instrument.

Directly, penetrated into it-

The tightly sealed lock of the double-spiral meter is of course illusory at the moment.

Only countless root systems resemble a pair of baby's little hands, hugged the nightmare, and began to **** sweetly.

It's breastfeeding time, mother.

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When the last predator was burned down by the flames of Bahamut, Huai Shi's body had swelled to an unimaginable level.

It feels like a continental plate that can walk, but nothing in the nightmare can be compared.

When he looked around, there were no more enemies.

The nightmare was barren and dead.

A familiar voice sounded in the wind.

"You seem to have a good time?"

He turned his head back in amazement and could not see anything. At his feet, the tiny dusty shadow raised his hand and waved a bit, prompting him to be here.

He lowered his head and lay on the ground, trying to move his eyes closer to the figure.

Then, more and more startled.

"Huh? Are you ... Beeby?"

"Yes, I'm right."

Besib tilted his head and looked at him: "I didn't expect you to recognize it?"

"After all, the sound is similar to what I imagined, it sounds very flirty and not very reliable." He sighed with some emotion: "But you look like ..."

Isn't it a little bit right?

Originally, Huai Shi thought that, after Besib's anthropomorphization, it should be like a newspaper house. But in front of him, the blond young man showed a hearty smile, reminiscent of sunlight.

He was wearing a black motorcycle jacket and jeans, with thick leather boots under his feet. It seemed that where the drag racing returned, his blue eyes were always full of joy.

Maybe it's an illusion or something.

Huaixi always felt it was different from before.

More than appearance.

"Don't you look incredible?"

Besib shrugged slightly: "This is the setting left by Euton. The king **** always likes to pinch himself when he pinches people, regardless of whether others can accept it."

"But why are you here?" Huaixi asked.

"Am I the most supposed to be here?"

Besib shook his head: "I was originally in the dream of Qunxing. Now Qunxing is swallowed by rotten dreams. I am here. Isn't it normal?"

"Just one of you?" Huai Shi looked left and right nervously: "Where have the other people gone?"

Then, he found that Besib had become strange in his eyes.

It's like looking at the only unlucky ghost in the company that hasn't been pulled into the company's QQ.

Sympathy, mercy, helplessness and you have to learn to be strong.

It made him feel bad more and more.

Soon, in the hands of Besib, the book of steel emerged, unfolded, and scanned by radar, reflecting a projection.

——A bubble suspended in the deepest end of the decaying dream.

As if it were soap bubbles, it was full of dazzling colors.

It seems fragile, but no matter how erosive the dream erodes, it cannot penetrate, but instead maintains its own independence, forming a new layer of dream in this nightmare.

"What is this?"

Huaixi asked: "A new type of matryoshka?"

"almost."

Besib explained: "After all, rotten dreams have been rampant for so long, it is not surprising that the Astronomy will have a dream protection technology specifically for him ...

Nowadays, all people ’s dreams are unified together-under the protection of this law framework, the wills of ordinary people are gathered in one place, not contaminated by the abyss, but integrated into a temporary under the pressure of the outside The soul is used to temporarily resist the erosion of the rotten dream. I have to say that creativity is really wonderful. "

Huai Shi's dog head was sluggish.

For a long time, finally reacted.

"Isn't this just me being thrown in?"

He exasperated angrily: "You isolate me again! Why such a good thing, why not take me to play?"

Besib raised his hand sympathetically and patted him ... the tip of his paw.

"If I guessed right, you should have been specially sent in to make trouble? Well, after all, you look very good at demolishing ... let me see."

In his hand, a diffuse blue ripple rose from the book of steel, and silently swept the body of Huai Shi.

Immediately afterwards, the radar began to analyze.

"Oh, this recording operation technique is really exquisite ... The follow-up seems to have been sorted and adapted, looking at the remaining tags and comments, before and after it was revised by six creators to ensure that it can be reproduced in a rotten dream."

Besib sighed, "Did you look like this? You can't see it."

"Uh, this is a long story ..."

"It doesn't matter, speak slowly."

Besib waved his hand calmly, "We are still a long time before the rotten dream is dead."

"Wait! He is going to die?"

"Yup."

Besib opened his hands and looked around: "Isn't it all been eaten like an empty shell? If he is in the heyday, I am afraid that you and I have already become nightmare puppets now? "

"Who is going to kill him?"

Huaixi was puzzled: "No, who killed him? Is it the rancher?"

If it ’s that guy, pulling X is ruthless, if you do n’t want to give money after you ’re done, and you plan to get rid of your cheap P friends ... you can explain it in terms of motivation and ability.

"I don't know this."

Bessib's hands ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The book of steel reveals a projection of the outside world, depicting a huge tree hanging upside down.

"However, in the radar observation, although he has some pedigree characteristics of the rancher, in essence, it is more like a rotten dream ..."

Along with Besib's words, there seemed to be a flash of light from Huai Shi's lost thoughts.

It was fleeting, but all the original clues were connected in series.

"That's his child."

Huai Shi murmured suddenly: "That is the surviving sin that he and the rancher gave birth to!"

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