Apocalyptic Forecast

"Apocalypse Forecast(

In the laboratory, under the huge and rigorous sub-control center, countless steel like branches and leaves spread out, covering the sky in the laboratory, dividing the pale light into irregular shapes.

Only ray after ray of sharp light penetrated the unfolding hubs and fell into the air, like a sword blade that would cut the entire world into pieces.

Above the sprouting Metal Seed, the Grand Master was bathed in dim light and asked without looking back, "They are gone."

"Yep."

The chief affairs officer in the protective suit nodded: "As always, the ability to act is superb, which really makes us old people feel a little ashamed... But, is it really good not to tell him at all?"

The Grand Master was silent.

After a long time, without knowing why, he suddenly laughed.

"It doesn't make much sense." The Grand Master said, "He... is too young."

Young people are scary, while young people are worrying.

Eighteen years old, a promising age, can be treated with courtesy and respect everywhere.

But the only one should not come to hell.

Being young is the most fatal weakness in hell. Just seeing the great master alone, too many people have been defeated by hell. No matter how amazing the talent and how determined the will, they are finally facing the tragic reality and truth. overwhelmed.

Too much too much.

Instead of telling him, let him understand the sorrows that remain after the death, it is better to know nothing at first.

The chief secretary couldn't help shaking his head: "It's rare to see you being so gentle to other people."

"Yes?"

The Grand Master's smile became mocking, not knowing whether he was mocking others or himself: "For someone like him, it might be more cruel to not tell him anything."

The secretary did not answer again.

"It's time for you to leave here." The Grand Master said, "Everyone, all the staff retreated into the outer laboratory, the alert level was raised to the highest level, and the wolfdog was in place—"

"Is it necessary?"

"perhaps."

The Grand Master shrugged slightly, stepped forward, looking up at the huge metal seed in front of him, the pupils of the eyes shrouded in the shield became blurred.

"Who knows."

He whispered softly, stretched out his hand, and pulled down the last valve.

In the roar, hot currents descended from the sky, rushing through countless complicated machines, and opened the final activation.

This is one of the facts that the chief secretary never told Huai Shi.

There is a great master leading, only cracking, it will not stagnate and the outermost layer, it has already penetrated into the inside-not only the outer structure, and now even the core of the black box will be completely exposed in front of all of them.

From the sub-control center of the town of twilight, the super-giant energy conversion device suddenly shook, and the countless beetles and machine hubs spread out on the cube began to tremble crazily.

The Grand Master raised his hand and took off the hand of the protective suit, revealing a gray-black iron-colored arm, like a left hand cast of metal, with his five fingers spread out and protruding forward.

Pressed on the giant cube.

Tell it, no, call it.

"—Wake me up!"

The roar erupted at that instant, and countless complicated hubs and parts proliferated from the sudden expansion of the metal hub. It's like a waterfall burst out suddenly, soaring into the sky.

Dozens of rapidly expanding and growing giant mechanical creations are densely overlapped in one place. They extend chaotically from the metal seed, tearing the innermost laboratory, and protruding outwards like a broken bamboo, piercing through them. Break through the heaviest armor, thoroughly out of the room.

In the huge shadow that was suspended by the iron crystal seat, they convulsed like creatures, and suddenly stagnated.

The most core laboratory has been covered by countless spurting mechanical parts.

The sub-control center is splitting, dissociating, and expanding.

It's like opening a box in the cartoon, and the mess of clothes, passports, pants, ties, cameras, and a cat accidentally stuffed in it all spray out.

Almost every inch of space is covered.

An inch of steel blooms like a flower, revealing the exquisite concept and unspeakable skill of the year in front of those who come thousands of years later.

And...blood water.

The metal scream stopped abruptly, because there was a sharper, more disturbing and trembling wailing from the core.

Along with blood, rushed out.

The crimson tide roared, the high-pitched screams and roars almost formed the substance, scratching everyone's eardrums, forming a vanity edge, and piercing all around crazily.

In the wailing, countless twisted limbs were struggling from the gushing blood, those incomplete and twisted figures crawled out of it, squirming, but quickly collapsed and returned to the foul blood plasma.

Until the blood covered everything.

In the waist-deep crimson, the Grand Master pulled the metal next to him, resisting the pulling of countless limbs, stepping forward.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

"It's so dark here, so dark, something is devouring me..."

"It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault!!!"

"Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick..."

"Stop, please stop..."

Obviously it is a language that has never been heard before, but it reverberates in my ears at this moment, but it turns into a true and true whisper, penetrating the despair that has passed through thousands of years into everyone's skull, soaking every panic soul.

"Too annoying! Shut up!"

The Grand Master roared, and the sound was thunderous, and his iron-colored arms swept across. In an instant, he tore the last barrier and penetrated into the deepest part of the sub-control center.

Five fingers clenched.

At that moment, all the wailing completely disappeared.

Accompanied by the boiling blood and water, it quickly evaporates, turns into a mist, quickly thins, and finally disappears into the air like an illusion.

Only blood-colored palm prints, distorted faces and crimson marks of mutilated limbs remained on the earth, glass and zenith.

When the last layer of steel was peeled off, there was a faint crying sound.

"what is that?"

After the transparent steel, the technician subconsciously got close to the glass, unbelievable.

In the hands of the great master, it is a small baby.

Amidst the shredded cloth, the fetus made of metal curled up, uneasy convulsions, crying loudly as if it had been exposed to air for the first time.

Obviously it was a piece of creation made up of countless steel, gears and reeds, but it cried like a baby.

The Grand Master lowered his head and stared at the metal fetus with the cable still connected to his belly button, expressionless.

There is neither compassion nor panic.

Just look at it quietly.

Seeing its movements gradually stiffened, convulsed, and could not move, finally, from the eye socket, the right eye carved from a gem fell.

In the darkness behind the void, a twisted crystal grew out.

"Why..."

In the difficult opening of the mouth, the baby choked and asked questions from thousands of years ago: "The sun-shaker... why, why didn't you save me..."

The voice gradually dissipated, and gradually became faint with the sorrow.

Only sharp crystals quickly pierced out of the body, and a drop of black blood flowed out of the wound and fell to the ground.

"hold on."

The Grand Master whispered softly, "Soon you won't have to suffer anymore."

Unprecedented, that cold face gradually emerged gentle.

He lifted his fingers and broke the baby's neck.

Click it.

The last choking dissipated in the air.

It is dead.

The moment the baby died, the huge sub-control center quickly showed the color of layers of rocks, and then it was weathered and broken, turning into dust.

Along with the collapse of the sub-control center, the site where the oil refinery was located was a huge earthquake, and the violent shock spread to all directions.

The hideous eyes at the top of the central tower seemed to be dimmed.

Under the hands of the Grand Master, this sub-control center ushered in a complete closure.

Not on, but off.

——The energy supply in the town of twilight has been cut off today.

The Grand Master stared blankly at the collapse in front of him. When the final collapse was over, in the yellow sand that quickly dissipated, the last remaining outline emerged.

Rarely, the great master was stunned for a moment.

It seems difficult to understand what is left in front of me.

After a long time, his expression gradually became complicated.

"So, is that so..."

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When the hut in the forest woke up from the nightmare again, it was no longer known.

He got up with difficulty from the bed with a splitting headache and couldn't remember what happened.

I only remembered that when I woke up, I cried like a five-year-old. I curled up on the bed and couldn’t speak. Someone beat me up and took him to the infirmary. The doctor prescribed medicine for him. , Maybe there was hypnosis and some psychotherapy in the middle, and then he took the medicine and drank the water, he went back to the room again in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, he finally regained consciousness.

"You look better."

At the door of the room, on the sofa, Yuan Yuan looked down and raised his eyes, with a solemn expression: "You were terrible just now, I almost thought you were going to die."

"Fortunately, still alive..."

Lin Jiu raised his head bitterly and rubbed his chin: "It's just that the neck hurts a little... Is this a side effect of the medicine?"

"At that time, you bitten when you saw people, like crazy. When you rushed towards me, I confiscated my hand." Yuanyuan replied truthfully: "Actually, I accidentally broke your neck. Reconnect it to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, be careful about your activities."

"What's the matter?" Lin Jiu exclaimed, touching his neck subconsciously.

"It's just a joke, not really."

Yuanyuan shrugged: "I just want to make it easier for you."

"..."

Lin Nineteen was speechless.

I can't bear the original fate-style joke, because he doesn't know whether it is true or not.

In the long silence, Lin 19 suddenly remembered: "Where is the teacher? Where did the teacher go?"

"He left, about six hours, and visited you before he left. You were asleep at the time and didn't call..."

"You can't go!!!"

The voice of the hut in the forest was sharp, interrupting Yuanyuan's words, making her stunned.

"No, he must be found back, he must be immediately..."

Lin Jiu was overwhelmed by the sudden fear: "Don't go...Don't go! He can't go there..."

"There, there..."

He recalled the scene in the nightmare, stiffly in place: "There... all are death..."

It seems that darkness is coming again.

In the suffocating gloom, he trudged lonely between bones and blood.

As if hearing his breathing, in death, a pair of sluggish pupils looked back.

"Please help me..."

The hoarse whisper sounded from his ear again.

About to drown his blood, countless people's hands grabbed his legs, down, wailed, screamed, and prayed to him: "Please, stay..."

At that moment, the hut in the forest was finally alert to the essence of hell.

Comprehending the **** that great grandfather would only appear in nightmares.

He staggered back and sat down on the bed, whispering hoarsely.

"It's... hopeless here."