Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 598 Youguang (Thanks to Mr. Old E ’s Leader

The shattered afterglow spewed out from the stone tooth sword, straight forward, tearing the darkness and converging into a terrifying line, as if dividing the entire sky dome into two ends, puncturing the limit of the end of hell, or even entering Go to the deepest part of the abyss ...

A ray of afterglow flashed away.

Wiping Huai Shi's cheek, he flew by.

The horrible burning wind that flared up ignited Huai Shi's clothes. The entire body seemed to turn into coke, and the skin cracked and cracked, but soon, the cracked skin re-consolidated, the flames dissipated, and returned to integrity.

Huaixi is still moving forward.

Points are intact.

At the last moment, Liz finally made his choice.

The spine was bent by fatigue and gasped hard.

But he couldn't help roaring, facing the air in front of him.

"It's annoying !!!!!!"

Just like the angry child, the stone tooth sword with cracks in his hand was chopped up randomly, leaving an unpleasant crack on the ground.

"You **** things! Why? What the **** are you doing! Could it be, can't I just save you!"

But it was impossible to dispel those phantoms that had long since disappeared.

It's as if you can't wake up the dead.

There is not even a way to beat those guys with their collars!

But why ...

Why do you stand on the side of that bastard?

Liz closed her eyes.

Huai Shi's footsteps stayed beside her, watching her quietly until she finally calmed down and wiped off the water around her eyes.

"Thank you."

He solemnly thanked.

Answering him was a raised middle finger.

Liz didn't even want to look back at him again, but said indifferently: "Go to hell, scum man!"

Huai Shi was stunned for a long time.

She didn't know where she angered her again.

After a long time, he nodded bitterly.

"Ok."

He looked at the large, silent palace ahead: "I'll go ..."

Say goodbye.

The two passed by.

Huai Shi reached out and pushed open the last door in front of him.

The rusty metal rubbed and made a sharp sound, but then the sound of friction was engulfed by the frenzy emerging from behind the door.

In the long time, countless pains, despairs, and resentments accumulated in this mourning, which has been dust-covered for thousands of years, roared out of the door.

The thick darkness swept through, and in an instant, engulfed everything.

The entire heart of the permafrost furnace oscillated violently, because there was a dark torrent of nothingness as the gate opened, spraying out from the deepest part of the blockade.

The illusion of the beautiful heaven was torn at this moment.

With the terrifying vibration of the hometown of dusk, the endless darkness washed up into the sky, spreading over this world, and the vast sea tide formed by thousands of years of hatred precipitated from the sky and swallowed everything quickly!

Make everything you can see into a dark desperation!

When a despair lasts forever, how crazy a curse will be born from it. And when a person in **** is tortured to the end of time, what a terrible disaster will be formed ...

This is the real source of power for the Yongxin furnace heart.

A fountain of pain that never fails.

After millions of years of savings, a desperate sea has formed.

Now, the disaster box was opened, and what was revealed from it was only the micro-radiation that was leaked when the furnace heart was running, but the countless curses were enough to make the entire **** begin to dissolve ...

Crazy hissing sounded in Huai Shi's ear.

Countless grim and crazy faces emerged from the dark ocean, and gradually wanted to reach out, pull, and drag him with himself ... into the despair of this invisible end.

They are already crazy.

It is not clear what is salvation and what is liberation. What remains is not even the will of the year, but the remnant spirit that was completely distorted and destroyed in eternal darkness and pain.

In the main hall is the Black Sea that is so large that the edge is invisible.

With the rupture of the condensed shell, those souls that have been silent for a long time once again awakened from the pain, whined in the pain, and cursed everything.

The asphalt-like ocean was violently tumbling, almost overflowing from behind the gate.

But everything was pulled by countless rusty chains, blocked and imprisoned in this cage, even if the door was already open, they were not allowed to take a step towards freedom ...

Numerous phantom-like chains crisscrossed the hall, and finally, gathered in one place.

Wrapped around a broken armor covered with cracks.

It is truly a miracle crystallization of the founders, which brings together all the good wishes and hopes of the once hometown of dusk, the management machinery created for the coming heaven.

The last effort of the Sun-Makers, the casting that surpasses all castings, opens up the future 'Adam' in the paradise.

——The central control center · Gear Emperor!

Unfortunately, as early as the moment it was born, it was no longer a paradise to greet it, but a **** formed by despair that could not see the end.

In vain rebellion, he was controlled by the **** workshop owners, and even became the control center of the heart of the permafrost furnace ... But this last persistence still blessed the final reason in pain and torture.

In the wars of various realms, this hatred was turned into a dagger, and from the back, it penetrated into the hearts of the **** workshop owners and launched revenge for their fellow citizens!

Since then, there has been endless waiting and despair ...

Day after day, year after year.

The heavily damaged gear emperor still guards his throne.

Guarding those people who are suffering and getting crazy in the dark, guarding their hometown with nothing but despair ... until the end of time.

Now, after an inexhaustible time, the door opened again.

After the gear emperor's broken visor, the silent bone raised his head hard.

See where the glow comes from.

I saw the young man.

The empty eyes seemed to be illuminated by illusory hope.

"Meeting for the first time, casting the sun."

Huaishi solemnly leaned down, "Thank you for your guidance and expectations."

"Follow your call and request ..."

"I'm here to kill you."

At that moment, Huai Shi drew his sword and moved forward, ignoring the erosion of countless despair.

Almost stupidly walked into this sea of ​​curses.

Seek death.

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In the turbulent turmoil, there was a cracking sound from the tower.

The hut in the woods looked up in amazement, and saw a mountain-like heavy building drop from the sky, triggering a chain reaction, and a violent roar burst from afar.

During the staggering run, he was suddenly tripped.

The original Tier 3 sublimator should not have encountered such a ridiculous thing at all.

But now he could not reach the small step, staggering to the ground. He wanted to breathe, but he felt he couldn't breathe.

Too much disaster, too much despair.

Make everything in his nightmare a reality.

Such a terrible degree of despair and curse is no longer within the scope of his adaptability. Too keen perception made him suffocate in the crazy collapse at the moment.

Only the cage of dreams in his arms had a little temperature, exuding a soft halo, so that he could barely maintain his mind.

Continue to escape ...

The whole town of twilight began to collapse in turmoil, and there were cracks and ruins everywhere he saw, and he did n’t even know where to go.

If I knew it, I wouldn't pee.

Lin nineteen now regrets wanting to hang.

Can you die after holding it for a while?

Otherwise, how could you be separated from the big army and flee in this collapsed **** alone?

I do n’t know how many times, he wants to connect to the signal of the iron crystal, but the intercom is always the kind of murmur mixed with wail, and even the black blood oozes continuously under the distortion of the curse ... A piece of greasy flesh, with wide open mouth, bit out towards his neck.

Lin Nineteen screamed and threw away the walkie-talkie in a panic, but it immediately reacted. That was his last hope ...

Now, a glimmer of hope has fallen into the ground.

It's over, it's all over.

"Teacher save me !!!"

He was crying without tears, wanting to find any figure through the sudden storm, whoever is good, even if he died together, is better than a lonely road ...

Just when he was completely desperate, he saw countless dark sediments of despair, and a ray of erratic light appeared, illuminating the outline.

A temporary shelter?

——The shape is a standard survival mechanism for the Astronomical Society!

The hut in the woods was about to scream in surprise. He got up and rolled up, ran out with his last energy, plunged into the light of the shelter, and struck **** the door.

"Open the door! Open the door !!! Help !!!!"

The door opened a slight gap, and he quickly closed after he could not wait to get in.

Lin Nineteen was so moved that he was about to cry, and he was too late to lie on the ground, and he began to shout: "Thank you Big Brother, Thank you Big Sister, Thank you Uncle, Thank you Aunt, Thank you ......

Did not wait for him to thank.

He froze in place.

Under a dim light, a temporary operating table was illuminated, as well as an old man with 80% of the burned area on the operating table, as well as a middle-aged man in a flower suit who gave him the emergency surgeon next to him.

There is also the door, the indifferent man.

In the long sluggishness, Lin nineteen swallowed stiffly.

He knows them ... or, every student in the iron pedestal has been compulsoryly made up and met them.

Pan Delong, Harry Quinn, and the Colonel!

They are theater companies!

I actually got into the old den of the troupe!

Immediately, he reacted, and now he didn't wear the protective clothing of the iron crystal seat, that is, as long as they don't let them know ...

Without waiting for his fluke to rise from his heart, he was torn by the old voice on the operating table.

"I remember ... he seemed to be the **** student of Huaishi?"

Harry Quinn, the chief knife, looked back and leaned in, holding his chin carefully and nodding: "Yes, yes, he showed me specifically when he was in prison, and said how powerful his students are. How cute, if you meet them in the future, you must take care of you ... you are the little one, I remember you! "

Lin Jiuru was crying out of anger with lightning.

I didn't even know if I should first distinguish whether I was a student of Huai Shi, or to discuss with them. You should get started first, and you should be big!

Moreover, teacher, how much do you **** want people to be two or five?

Okay now ... finished!

Before he could move, the colonel suddenly reached out and punched him on the back of his head, making him dizzy, the dream cage in his arms fell to the ground, and he lost his magic.

Then, three portable small seals were put on, and Lin 19 was put on shackles of the source.

"Good luck."

On the operating table, Pan Delong looked down at him and looked at him. The burnt face showed a gruesome smile: "We just turned to your teacher for this look. I didn't expect his students to send it by themselves now. The door is coming. "

"Guess ... if he knows that his students are in our hands, how much will he regret?"

Lin Nineteen sat stiffly on the ground, only feeling a despair. But often, when you are desperate to feel that you have fallen to the bottom, there will be deeper despair to remind you: dream!

Outside the shelter, familiar cries came.

"Little Nineteen! Little Nineteen!"

That was Yuan Yuan's voice: "Where are you ?! Can you hear me?"

In the silent shelter, the colonel and Harry Quinn glanced at each other.

It wasn't just who sighed faintly.

"Good luck ..."

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Ten minutes later, Isabella placed the cup of hot cocoa in front of the original edge and handed her a blanket.

"It's good luck to be here, you are at least ten kilometers away from your nearest shelter ..."

The mature woman also flipped through the cabinet in the shelter, found a jar of nuts, and shook at Lin Nineteen: "Would you like a little more?"

Lin nineteen sat on the chair and shook his head awkwardly.

In Yuanyuan's angry staring.

"Relax a bit, Pan Delong's **** is just like scary."

Isabella shook her head and sighed, comforting: "However, we are all teachers, although you are not students of Ivy League, we will not be reduced to the level of taking you to make an essay ... and eat after drinking Things, it ’s okay to sleep for a while, just wait for your teacher to pick you up. "

She paused, looked up at the tower outside the window, and the desperate ocean continually erupting in the tower, could not help shrugging: "If he can live ..."

After the emergency operation was completed, Harry Quinn dropped his gloves and stepped over, carefully examining their appearance.

It's like going to the zoo to see monkeys.

How strange is it?

"Are you really a student of Huai Shi?" He was a little unbelievable. "Not like it."

Lin Nineteen couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Where can the teacher be so wavey, where can I find the second one ... Other people want to learn from him, and the wave is already dead."

Harry Quinn's expression suddenly became weird, shrugging, and not speaking.

But Pan Delong on the operating table raised his eyes.

"Wave? Maybe, you're right about this point, that **** always feels dead ... but it shouldn't be just that."

He glanced at Yuanyuan and Lin 19 again, and he became increasingly dissatisfied: "Although I don't know what he taught you, you haven't learned what he is most powerful about.

Boy, there is a fundamental difference between you and him ... Is he not a good teacher, or are you not a good student? "

When Yuan Yuan heard the words, his eyes became cold, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, and was held down by Lin Nineteen next to him.

"Senior man, take a break after getting an injection, don't waste your time."

The hut in the forest waved carelessly: "Do you think this kind of diversion will work for the Lin family?"

"Lin?"

Pan Delong frowned, and suddenly: "Who are you with a deer in the forest?"

"Fourth brother."

"Lin Zhong caring?"

"Twelve sisters."

"That makes sense, no wonder it doesn't look like a good student. But I'm still strange ..." The old man frowned and looked over, "Why did you find him a teacher?"

Rolling his eyes in the forest hut, he unpleasantly retorted: "I am happy, can you control it!"

"You should be an occupational disease of the dean of teaching affairs. Since it has become an established fact, it does not matter what the reason is."

Pan Delong pondered for a moment, slowly nodding his head, and suddenly said, "So, just ask me a lot of business."

After layers of bandages, the old man looked up and looked in the direction of the teenager, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Lin, do you think the sublimator needs a teacher?"

Lin nineteen looked at him blankly, stunned.

I don't know what he means.

I just realized ... I never seem to think about it.

"You're reacting now, right?" Pan Delong seemed to laugh: "For sublimers, do you really need something like 'teacher'?"

The sublimator is not born of knowledge, and does not need knowledge, let alone the number of illiterates ... To continue to grow, the only thing needed is an advanced formula.

But there are so many roads of sublimation in the world, and there are countless kinds of sacred marks. Nowadays, it is only announced by the Astronomical Society.

Is it difficult to buy as long as you have money? "

"Tricks? Mystery? These can be bought with money. In the collection of all evils, you can even buy things that astronomy will not allow you to buy. The so-called inheritance was determined long ago when you chose Sacred Mark Even earlier, before you were born ...

I remember the Lin family is the precious blood of Dongxia? Is it also the family that inherited the holy name of ‘Candlelighter’? Born in such a family, do you really need a teacher? Need a teacher who has nothing to do with your pedigree and path? "

Lin nineteen did not speak.

I don't know how to answer.

"If you become his student because of family arrangements, then I can conclude that you have never understood the expectations placed on you by your elders."

"You are here in the forest hut.

He stared at the teenager and told him seriously: "You have never seen the most sincere brilliance in the darkness ..."

The young man opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Pan Delong.

"Listen, jerk!"

On the operating table, the declining old man's eyes widened and he voiced in an undoubted solemn tone: "The teacher's existence is not to teach you how to gain strength, but to be a pioneer, as a heir to your own heritage The reason for power, how to use this power method ... tell you what a beautiful future this power will take you to! "

Isabella got up and wanted to hold him.

Because his voice was too loud, he tore the wound and made the blood under the bandage ooze out.

But Pan Delong ignored it.

Under the layers of bandages and gauze, a trace of sadness appeared in the turbid eyes full of meaning.

"Little devil, I hate your teacher from my heart, even hate the house and the black hate you, but I have no way to deny how precious his determination is. The teacher looks at the frivolous Meng Lang guy ... even if that guy is indeed an out-and-out bastard. "

In the silence ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ His eyes were raised, looking out at the tower that was shaking and cracking outside the window.

Can't help but sigh in frustration.

"Look up, Mr. Lin, like your classmates, to witness all this."

He said wearily, "This is the most important lesson in your life. There will be no second precious experience. Don't remove your eyes.

"Your teacher is walking on the road he has opened up, and is showing you-how to be a sublimator, how to be ... a hero!"

Along with his words, a solemn white rose from the dark heavens and earth.

So bright.

bright.

The two changes have been completed, almost nine thousand words, this chapter should be split into two chapters, but it is not necessary to think about it, just make up for yesterday. And, neck pain ...

(End of this chapter)