Apocalyptic Forecast

In the gloom and darkness, Michel opened his eyes from above the altar.

"Has it started?" he asked.

"Yes."

The old man under the altar nodded and quietly waited for the order from the host.

In the silence, only the thick steel and the fine sound from outside the stone wall, ticking, as if it stretched to the end of time, endless.

A damp wind was blowing in the distance.

"It's raining..."

Michelle whispered suddenly.

"Yes.".

"It's just a night's sleep. Is this the time?"

From the shackles of the altar, Michel raised his muddy eyes.

Numerous sharp thorns and tree roots pierced out of his body, coiled around the throne that represents the position of the gods, and finally submerged one by one into the ground and the stone slab, connecting him with this great miracle. As one.

As a result, a thick pulse and heartbeat came from the depths of the darkness, just like the ocean tide.

With every beat, bloodshots of pain stretched and overlapped in Michel's eye pupils, covering those old eyes with scarlet.

"I thought I could last longer... It seems that I am really old."

Michelle whispered softly, and dropped his head feebly, as if he didn't even have the strength to support his neck.

So tired.

He said: "The next thing, no, it should be said: The victory or defeat is up to you, Pan Delong."

Under the altar, the old man Pan Delong's shoulders shook, he couldn't help stepping forward, his eyes widened: "Please don't give up lightly..."

"I didn't give up"

Michel interrupted him and told him calmly: "Pan Delong, I haven't given up yet."

Pan Delong was stunned.

"Now that I am ashamed."

Above the altar, the alchemist said, "I am not Mikhail's opponent."

"Even if I can get a tie with him now, it's not because of my talents and hard work, but because I have exhausted all the methods of abuse. At all costs, by all means..."

However, this is already his limit.

Even if he exhausted his last strength, he couldn't cross that invisible abyss.

Countless attempts and prayers can only stop here.

Michelle said calmly, "From before to now, I have never beaten him even once."

So, full of humiliation, admitted this **** fact.

Whether it is results, status, status, or beloved woman.

Looking back on the unwillingness and grief of a lifetime, those vivid memories have been engraved with pale defeats.

Chasing with all my strength, using all methods to challenge, in the end can only fall into the abyss full of bitterness and pain.

The pain of the shadow, those who are illuminated by the sun will never see.

I thought that after so many years, he could forget and set aside those humble pasts, making everything an understatement. But now, recalling it is so heartbroken, so... unwilling!

I have never hated failure so much, and even a small failure cannot be accepted.

I have never been so eager for victory, even the humblest and smallest victory...

"I'm old, Pan Delong, I can't go any further."

"But you still have a future and a possibility."

Michelle lowered his head and made a humble petition like a beggar. He said, "Please, help me beat him."

"Before I die of old age, let me try again."

"I have lost countless times in my life, but this time...I want to win!"

In the silence, Pan Delong wanted to look away. He couldn't bear to look at the embarrassed appearance of his best friend, but some power did not allow him to look away.

He is not allowed to contempt the thin and tired man.

He is not allowed to avoid such a request.

"You will win, Michelle!"

Pan Delong raised his head and told him firmly as if to declare the truth.

"I promise, we will win!"

So, the alchemist on the altar chuckled softly.

"Thank you, Pan Delong."

He was calm and closed his eyes.

No more worries.

Here, this old body is offered as a pan offering, imitating the inverted **** who once sacrificed himself, and his consciousness once again sinks into the storm of origin and miracle.

Drive miracles and become the reflections of the Holy Spirits on the ground.

At that moment, the strange land underworld Teralokhan thundered.

Endless thunder bursts, slashing towards the giant dome ahead!

Michael from America and Michael from Russia, two names of the same origin, two brothers from the same discipline, two completely different destinies...

With forty-two years of humiliation and unwillingness, he once again stood on the ring and challenged the unattainable Grand Master!

The reflection of the Holy Spirit opened his eyes from above the clouds.

Come on, Mikhail!

Let's once again... a showdown!

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The earth is shaking, thunderbolt.

The earth was trembling constantly, and the blood rain was swaying. It was swept up by the hurricane and flew up to the sky. After the broken cloud, huge shadows collided with each other, bursting into a disaster-like tornado.

Huai Shi stuck to the window in amazement, staring at the violent flash from above.

What the **** is it?

Jiaotong University at the beginning?

Are the dome giant and the alien underworld now in a decisive battle?

The cute new ones on the ground trembled.

Once again, he turned into an ant at the feet of a giant, evading the aftermath of the sky in an embarrassing manner. However, he couldn't go back to his house to wash and sleep. Instead, he burrowed into the deepest part of hell.

Huai Shi thinks this group of people must have problems in their minds.

Including yourself.

The **** that I saw along the way was no longer the same dead silence as in the past, but as if resurrected in a war, showing a sliver of hideous aura.

Beneath countless ruined walls, rain of blood and wind covered them.

Even across the carriage and wearing a respirator, you can feel the terrifying toxicity and harm of the hurricane... The closer you get to the central tower, the more you can feel the trauma that was once engraved on this piece of land.

There are even traces left by the war between the **** workshop owners and the Titan Sea.

Countless huge humanoid war machines and all kinds of weird corpses...

They dumped messily among the ruins, turned into stone statues under the curse, but still left the pain and despair that they had before dying.

Now it's all broken.

But when everyone started to feel numb to this, Huai Shi's heart was faintly puzzled and puzzled, unable to tell what the problem was.

Until the truck slammed forward, the wreckage was thrown out of sight.

Huai Shi's heart was shocked, and she was shocked.

Those corpses and wreckage all fell with their backs to the tower.

It seems to be...fleeing?

In the astonishment, there was a flower in front of his eyes and couldn't help clenching his fist.

Between countless ruined walls and petrified corpses, he saw the strange figure once again through the turbulent rain of blood...

Condra!

After the broken mask, countless machines and gears emerged.

He stared at the place of Huai Shi, his lips closed, as if to say something more.

Soon disappeared without a trace

Only then did Huai Shi notice August not far away.

He was looking at the direction of Condra's disappearance, keeping his eyes intently until the truck was obscured and covered by layers of ruins and debris.

He tightly grasped the scabbard of the short knife in his hand.

After a long time, a long time, before letting go...

He can see it too.

On the iron crystal seat, Huai Shi has heard of their relationship.

Just like the father and the son.

Condra is the one who raised Auguste. When Condra was assimilated into hell, August was by his side.

He even told Huai Shi that if it weren't for Kondela, he would be assimilated.

Can understand the pain and helplessness in his heart at this moment.

Huai Shi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The truck was still moving, galloping, through heavy rain and wind, the original short road was so long. In this turbulent hell, everything is changing rapidly.

The earth bulged and collapsed, and the sky cracked and closed.

Everything was swallowed by the frenzy.

Everything seems to have been pushed down the edge of the cliff, precarious.

But no one thought that the war would come so soon.

Just below the tower, when the truck made a violent turn following the drastic changes in the ground, it collided with a huge synthetic beast.

In the loud noise and shock, if it were not for the restraint of the seat belt, almost everyone flew out of the chair.

It's as if you accidentally broke into the large group of ivy.

The gunfire rushed towards the face.

Seeing the huge synthetic beast leaping towards them, everyone's face suddenly changed.

No, they did... broke into the Ivy League's offensive route, and there were several synthetic beasts guarding this place.

"Gods meet around the corner!"

Huai Shi was stunned: "Is this the beginning of the youth school love?"

"It's a pity that you are eighteen years old, your youth is no longer, and there is no such thing as a campus in hell... but you can at least fight for love."

Auguste grabbed the safety rope and glanced at Huai Shi meaningfully, but he still had the thought of joking: "If you can pull the opponent's main combat power by relying on your face value, it is also a great achievement."

"...Such credit is forgotten!"

Perceiving the dangerous gaze of the young girl beside her, Huai Shi's hair stood up: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful I sue you for slander!"

"The Legal Department is really scary."

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The trolls and steel fought in one place, and with the explosion, the flames rose again from the heavy rain.

Everyone has not had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, live explosive bombs fell from the sky, countless screams burst out, and the man-made biological weapons spread their wings, suddenly rose into the sky, and rushed toward the earth.

One after another fiery flames rose from the earth.

The air wave rolled.

The harsh sirens suddenly emerged from the carriage accompanied by the death crisis.

Just after breaking through the wall in front of him, what he saw were the nightmare eyes spread out in the heavy rain, and even several synthetic beasts flying in the rain of blood like squids.

Specialized live bombs!

Dozens of tentacles danced, they suddenly rushed towards the truck, the lock was completed!

Such a tight formation and defense can no longer be described by coincidence... The Ivy League knows their position! No, the preparation is so thorough, I am afraid that even the entire plan is already clear!

Otherwise, how could it be so delicately inserted into the back of their position and attacked them?

In the next instant, those squids flying in the heavy rain suddenly accelerated, and one of them had already jumped right in front of the truck.

Without giving them any chance to dodge, it quickly expanded and exploded.

Fire bursts!