Apocalyptic Forecast

A soft sound rang from behind Mathers.

He was stunned and bowed his head in amazement.

Seeing the wound that suddenly appeared at the heart's mouth, blood slowly flowed out of it.

But what is more scary is not the trauma of flesh and blood, but the bullet that was shot into the body from behind.

Number spells.

Sequence ST-173.

Astronomical will carefully create a convenient weapon for high-threat targets. Each one pursues the ultimate lethality and power at any cost, and will increase the cost by a factor of ten or a hundred.

Now, bullets full of curses cracked in his chest, causing the skin at his wounds to pale and dehydrate quickly, turning into a handful of snowflake-like ashes, and falling down.

Even if he had not been killed, he still left a tragic hole in his chest.

The change of the secret meter was interrupted.

On the contrary, because of this sudden attack, it revealed its undesirable weakness ...

When he turned back slowly, he saw two figures traversing the mud from the black mud flowing behind him.

The first thing that comes out is the tireless figure like steel. As the nightmare mud slides, it shows the metalized body.

Under the traces of corrosion, the silver sparkles.

It is like the persevering tin soldier in fairy tales.

Through the long nightmare, he carried his companion's arm, walked out of the erosion of the rotting dream, and returned to the world.

Completed his last mission

Beside him, there is a figure that can be called thin.

Black mud slipped slowly from her hair and suit, revealing a pale face, and the heavy respirator on her face.

He never slept in a nightmare or hid in defense, but chose to soberly greet the arrival of the nightmare and use his own reason to counteract the erosion of despair and pain.

After the goggles, her eyes remained calm, without any collapse and madness.

It's as if the person eroded by nightmares is an unknown cat and dog, and has nothing to do with his own half-cent.

It was just calm aiming, which raised his arm steadily, exhausted all the energy saved for this, and never pulled a trigger with a tremor.

At the most critical time, greetings from the Astronomical Society were sent.

Letting the pistol with traces of rust fall from her fingertips, she raised her hand, took off the obstructive breathing apparatus, and waved goodbye to Mathers.

Expect each other to never meet again.

At that instant, the sound of the roar of the cannon skyrocketed into the sky.

The frantic thunderlight converged into a beam, spewing out of it, like a thunder spear that a **** dropped from the cloud.

Roughly crushed the obstacles in front of him, and cut deep cracks in the double-column double spiral giant pillars, ignoring the layers of wear and deflection, and left straight forward with a single shot.

In the end, in the blockade of the double spiral densitometer, a shallow trace was cut.

Just the first line.

But it has completely broken the blockade of Golden Dawn, and once again connected the stars to the outside world.

In an instant, the rainbow light came down from the sky and roared.

Suppose that the Rainbow Bridge in the present situation throws a line of force towards this place, and instantly throws into the inner side of the asterisk, followed by countless rays of light rising into the sky, whistling away under the traction of Hongqiao.

At this moment, above the asterisk, all the passengers, staff, members of the Astronomical Society, and even the deepest dream of the rotten dream, the combined bubble dream, disappeared under the transmission of the Rainbow Bridge. Among the stars.

When countless figures appeared from the huge teleporter on the border of Kyoto, the staff at the scene and the command room couldn't help but shouted excitedly.

Even in the central decision-making room of the Central Jurisdiction Bureau, many people were finally relieved.

The hostage rescue was successfully completed.

Then you can attack without any scruples.

What is slightly inadequate is that it was only later in the report of the Kyoto extension that the dispatch department staff checked the list and the number and found that something was wrong.

Throw out the six unlucky ghosts who have been determined to have died, as well as 402 passengers who disembarked in advance, and members of the Liangxiao Party. All the people on the asterisk should have appeared here.

"But why is there one missing?"

The clerk frowned blankly, looking at the only name on the empty list of remnants.

Astronomical Commissioner in Xinhai.

"... Huai Shi?"

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Five minutes ago, when Jupiter's thunder broke out, the Book of Steel slowly closed.

"Get ready."

Besib raised his head and said, "We should go."

"Huh?" Huai Shi stunned: "Is it so fast?"

"After all, it's an astronomical society. Even if it's not ridiculous now, the basic volume is there."

Besib told him: "It won't take long for Rainbow Bridge to connect to here and then take us away. After that, the things here will be irrelevant to you and me ... After all, how is your family? It should be very Big? "

"Are you pretty big?"

Huai Shi thought about it, scratching his head, sparks burst: "There is still a small courtyard, what's wrong?"

"Is there a bookshelf? I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep this look after I leave here."

Besib sighed regretfully: "It seems that you don't like reading books very much, just turn around and get a shelf, just leave me on when not in use. Can you help me pick up another WIFI by the way."

"Relax, border broadband, five gigabits, everything is in seconds!"

Huaixi asked: "Is there any other treatment requirements?"

Besib thought about it and shook his head calmly.

"But is it really good to go like this?" Huaixi asked again: "Is it really gone?"

Besib was teased: "Do I still have to settle down in a rotten dream?"

"It's a rotten dream, isn't it right?"

Huai Shi shook his head and looked at him intently: "Before the asterisk was eroded by rotten dreams, to whom did the dreams belong, Besib?"

"..."

Besib did not answer.

"It's Orton's dream, right?"

Huaixi sighed softly: "You have been trying your best to maintain it, isn't it what he stayed in this world in the end?

Otherwise, you may be gone. After being given life, even if you have no long legs, you will not be trapped in the power cabin for so many years, right? "

Besib remained silent for a long time, and calmly replied: "As Orissis's central control system, I must obey the orders of the users."

"But what about Besib?"

Huaishi looked at him directly: "After you have yourself, you are no longer a tool, are you? The tool won't give itself a name, don't be a sibu. The tool won't provoke others to be sad and cry Golden dawn

Did Orton ’s order make you grievous for him? Or is it that he will leave you alone on the asterisk, just to maintain a remnant dream? "

In silence, he spread his palms, called out the projection of the book of destiny, and showed it to the blonde young man in front of him.

"Answer me, Besib, what was the last order of Euton?"

Besib closed his eyes and sighed weakly.

Once again, I recalled the contractor who was smiling at himself when he was dying, with a stricken blood on his face, but it seemed to be overflowing with sunlight.

Reach out and press on its cover.

Exhausted his last strength and released the shackles for it.

When it opened its eyes ignorantly for the first time and faced this world, what it saw was such a regretless and embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, this must be cruel to you?"

Orton looked at the fluorescence on the cover and murmured softly: "After I die, there will no longer be orders to bind you," King of Flies ", will you feel angry or free?

Embracing his last partner gently, he murmured softly, "If you are confused, first follow your wishes and give yourself a new name ... Then, make new friends and take risks with them. "

As if I could see that future.

The man named Orton smiled so longingly and gave the final order.

"From now on, you want to live freely ..."

From the moment of birth, Besib did not cry.

But when Oden closed his eyes, it began to resent—who resented himself, why could n’t he weep.

From that day to today, it confessed its birth all the time.

If you did not entrust it with the last power, no, if you take away the power you have accumulated, Orton must be able to persevere?

Maybe there is a 1 in 10,000 chance of rescue.

For the first and last time in his life, "The Lord of the Flies" violated the order of the contractor.

It stayed in Orton's last dream and never started his new life as the contractor had expected.

Instead, he tried all his strength to maintain the existence of all this.

I long for the help signals scattered in the abyss one day to be received, and the companions from the ideal country can come, he will send Euton's last dream back to heaven, and then raise his head and introduce himself to everyone. And loyal friends, tell those people: even in the end, his noble ideals and conduct have never been shaken.

To tell the latecomer everything about him, called the legend of Orton.

But in the long time, no one has come.

Heaven abandoned them.

Only it remains here alone, keeping his last trace for Orton.

Day after day, year after year.

Wait quietly.

Until one day, a teenager from afar embarked on a desperate journey.

It opened its eyes from a deep sleep, full of joy ... At the same time, began to fear the imminent departure.

"Now, answer me, Besib."

Huaixi asked softly, "Is it really good to go like this?"

Besib wanted to tell him very well. As a tool, it really doesn't matter where it is. But in fact he knew that it was not good, and it was not good at all!

He didn't want to leave.

He didn't want to abandon all the memories of the past here, and watched all his most precious treasures dispersed in the dust.

Just think of it this way ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He felt like he was about to shed tears.

If he could cry tears to express his parting sorrow, then he might have less guilt when he left? He can forget Auden shamelessly and start a new life.

But is it really good to leave like this, don't be sibu?

"Sorry, Huai Shi, I don't want to go ..."

He choked and bowed his head, embarrassedly begging: "Please, help me ... even if it doesn't make sense, at least let me be Euton at the end ... for him ..."

"Okay."

Huaixi nodded: "I will help you, don't be Sibu."

Did not wait for him to finish.

The Dragon of the End lifted his pointed claws and put it gently on his hair, telling him:

"--Because you are my friend."