Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 570

In the sudden wailing, the torrent of the source swept through, and the fervor from the heavens poured down.

In the furnace, the sound of countless sources of crystals shattered.

With such a generous sacrifice, he was finally able to reach heaven through the high priest.

The falling gods reproduce the phantom here.

Looking down to **** from the light.

Liz raised the ritual in his hand and sang silently, and soon the sound of the flood broke out from the void, with the dissipation of the phantoms of the gods, a slightly solid towering figure came out of it.

He wore an ice-blue greasy mask on his head, and four weird clay pots wrapped around his waist, followed by thunder, rain, hail, and drought.

His name is Tralok.

It is the master of rain and flood, the **** of drought and plague.

Now he lifted his feet and trampled down suddenly, leaving a footprint on the mud of the altar, and then silently dissipated in the air.

But at the moment when the footprints burned, an endless torrent spewed out from beneath the pyramid, and the ocean raged-it looked like a flood, but it was nothing but a spectacular qualitative change given to the source by the divinity.

In a blink of an eye, it swept to the end of sight, covering almost half of the town of dusk.

From the moment you stepped here, this place became his altar, and now, the place covered by light has already turned into his holy earth.

The fourth layer of the thirteenth sky in the legend is home to countless twilight cages!

Using this as a wedge, he forcibly nailed into the **** here, plundered the territory, demarcated the boundary, and forcibly took over everything within the envelope of the mystery.

The light rising from the Great Pyramid enveloped the earth, covering nearly a third of the homes of dusk.

As the torrents swept through, countless huge machinery that ran under the earth shuddered, and even gave a high-pitched roar, detached from the system of the home of dusk, and became part of the Great Pyramid.

Miracle Mark-Alien Hades Tralokan!

Even the flash of anger in the central tower can't be contained. The miracle marks come here, running between heaven and earth, as if a brand new soul squeezed into this body and began to move its arms.

So the sky turned upside down, and countless modules rose to the ground, forming an obelisk, just like a forest, tearing the **** rain shower.

The earth turned, and countless cannons rose from the darkness.

That was the defensive array left by the purgatory workshop owners here, and now it is under the control of the Ivy League.

Adjusting the direction, correcting the angle, extracting the majestic force from under the earth's crust, they aim at the sky and ignite the fire.

The dark clouds shook, and numerous cracks were torn apart by the skyrocketing fire.

Immediately afterwards, the iron rain fell from the sky, and the steel ingot caused by the rough forging of the source material and steel rubbed to red, turning into an extinct meteorite rain and falling towards the iron crystal constellation.

Even across a long distance, you can still feel the burning tingling.

In the bridge, the Grand Master stared silently at the imminent fire, unmoved.

And the staff walking next to them seemed to have not seen this horrible scene, and the work was calm and working as usual.

Only the infinite water waves around the iron pedestal tremble slightly.

The twisted gravity diffuses in the air, enveloping the entire giant submarine, forming an invisible deep sea, engulfing the cannon fire in the sky.

It is not even possible to break through the outermost defense.

In the thousands of gunfires, a hot flash suddenly appeared, just like the giant spirit throwing his sword in his anger.

The light condensed into the sharp shadow of the stone tooth sword, tearing the deep sea of ​​gravity, bursting into layers.

The electro-optics wound on it, and thunder followed.

According to legend, the thunder on the sky dome is that the rain **** broke the earthenware pot full of disasters and brought the destruction down to the earth.

Lightning flashed away, but nothing happened.

That stone toothed sword disappeared out of thin air.

It doesn't seem to exist at all.

Only a majestic silhouette emerged behind the huge submarine ...

It was a half-kneeling on the ground, like a blurry phantom of a pensive head. In that short moment did not show any sense of wisdom and knowledge, but showed the unparalleled strength and unspeakable majesty.

The giant giant squatted under the iron crystal seat.

Carrying the entire sea of ​​gravity, the huge iron crystal seat was propped on the shoulder.

The separation of heaven and earth is firm, so that the world is stable and all things are harmless.

A halo suddenly emerged from the sky above the iron pedestal, quickly spread out, covering a third of the country of dusk, covering the rain and the night, covering all this unrest under its own protection.

"Villain?"

On the huge bridge of the airship, Pan Delong, who presided over the matter, raised his eyes and looked at the faint traces of the huge silhouette.

incredible.

How can it be so fast?

The iconic strategic weapon of the Ivory Tower.

It is based on the artificial man's technology, and has undergone countless improvements and creations. The fictional life form born from the alchemy cauldron, the holy spirit-Hormon Cruise!

But growing up to such a scale, it is no longer possible to use the villain in the bottle when it is in its infancy.

It has been given a name, loaded with miraculous marks, and has become a living miracle!

Even if it can only exist for a few weeks, it is still an indestructible terrorist weapon ...

As long as you have witnessed the power and the iconic outline, you can guess where the name given to it comes from.

-Dome Giant Atlas!

The great spirit bearing the earth and the sky.

"... you have always been like this, Mikhail."

Michelle raised her eyes and whispered indifferently: "Always dig into your own corner, don't play games with others, cover up, hide yourself and your creations in places where others can't see ... Get up, your autism has been a sign since then? "

He asked softly: "Should there be good things, shouldn't we share the joy we got with our colleagues first?"

No one responded.

Only a sharp sound rang in the wheelhouse.

It was a joystick gripped by Michelle, and now the steel had been bent in anger.

"You ... **** things ..."

I tried my best, at all costs, and finally got a step ahead.

But when the curtain was lifted, he found that he still didn't throw away the hated enemies, but just reluctantly, evenly. There is nothing more humiliating than the word ‘evenly matched’.

As if he had received it countless times.

Every assessment is the best in parallel, but the more the end, the more Michelle finds that the full score he has tried to achieve is a starting point for some people.

It's good if you can hear mocking, and it doesn't matter if you are ridiculed or disdainful. From beginning to end, all that can be gained is this indifferent attitude.

Calm and cold.

Even if it was rejected and contradicted by everyone, it had nothing to do with him, but seemed to take it for granted.

Arrogant enough not to take everyone's eyes ...

"Put the gift on!"

For a long time, Michelle's expressionless order: "Lele is not as good as all Lele ... After receiving the favor of others, there is always a reward."

The scholar nodded and turned away.

It didn't take long for the wreckage left by the former founding king in the pillars of light, the core of the two branch control centers, in a huge laboratory.

A gray-black flame flared in the wind lamp.

In the empty shell of the majestic statue, two lines of blood and tears shed silently in his eyes.

Between the dark heavens and earth of the country of dusk, in the splatter of blood and rain, suddenly a gust of red wind was lifted out of thin air, came to this narrow heaven and earth, swaying vertically and horizontally, covering every inch of air.

Wherever he passed, countless rainwater was evaporated, and the green flowers and plants instantly withered and dried up, eroded by the terrible heat and the violent toxins in the air, ushered in death.

Immediately afterwards, the numerous snowflakes slowly fell between the heavy rains.

The ashes-like snow powder did not merge into the blood water, but instead passed through the rainwater lightly, floating between the sky and the earth, and it didn't take long to transform the whole world into a gray.

Foehn wind and tide of precipitation.

The horrible disaster that Huai Shi only saw in the witch's dream suddenly fell into this narrow hell.

When he was once a giant beast, he could not understand the horror power of these two, but when he really felt their existence, he could not help a scalp tingling.

The eroded species hiding in every corner have screamed hoarsely.

But any gray sediment that is contaminated with a ray of thread will experience the spiritual erosion and pain of inferiority and gray robbery. The original clear reason will quickly pass with the increase of precipitation, and finally fall into madness completely, plunged into the wind and rain.

Seek death.

We are ushering in swift senescence, but before we die, we die painfully under the burning of the wind and the fierce poison. Finally, there is only one cruel wreckage left in the blood rain.

The hometown of dusk now has become an uncompromising hell.

In addition to the spontaneous combustion of the scorching sun and the dark petrified curse, there is also the decayed blood rain of the iron crystal constellation, as well as the burning wind and precipitation tide of the Ivy League ...

Five deadly curses flooded every inch of the place, almost turning it into a desperate situation.

If there is no protection, the moment of exposure will be destined to usher in tragic death.

But it didn't take long for Huai Shi to see the thin white mist slowly spreading from the end of the line of sight, like a layer of white gauze. If there was nothing, it was difficult to distinguish, but it gently covered the earth ...

Huai Shi's eyes began to jump wildly.

Curse ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The sixth kind ...

Just seeing the sporadic rise of the source glow on the earth knows what happened. ,

That's "Reward" from Tie Jing Zuo

Under the erosion of mist, the source of the eroded species began to dissipate, and it was lost every moment.

If this kind of thing happened on the soul of the sublimator, it would be as tragic as blood loss. I am afraid that the soul will collapse within five minutes, and it will be completely GG.

Do you want to be so ruthless?

Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

He has foreseen the future covered by countless curses in the home of dusk ...

Hurry and hurry, and finally did not put the pigeons on the first anniversary, I wish you all a happy Women's Day.

(End of this chapter)