Apocalyptic Forecast

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At this moment, in everyone's sight, Huai Shi stretched out her hand and plunged her right arm with heat-resistant gloves into the boiling oil pan!

The hot molten iron and the surging metal fuel swallowed his forearms.

The terrifying high temperature comparable to the furnace cannot destroy Tongji's special gloves, nor can it burn Huaishi's metalized right arm.

On the contrary, he continuously provided countless heat and steel, giving and asking, waiting for his dominion.

The moment when the forbidden hand opened.

Casting begins!

Under the erosion of the divine nature, the human nature that has become completely transparent is running, and Huai Shi's soul is slowly surging, brewing, and continuously injecting the source quality into the melting pot of the arm.

Wake up the fire of alchemy.

Thousands of forging started...

This has been done thousands of times, completely engraved into the process of instinct, even if the feeling of anger has not been felt for a long time, the pure reaction is still engraved in the body and the stigmata.

It still remains in the records of the hand of forbidden and alchemy fire.

All you need to do is to repeat the order step by step!

Failed once, then the second time, the third time... In a short moment, dozens of hundreds of repetitions, and then, after all, thousands of explorations.

Just like turning the key, the engine ignites, ignites, ignites, ignites... endless repetition, digging out the traces that remain in the record again and again.

Until the roar sounded from the casting furnace.

The engine finally started.

Huai Shi's eyes lit up.

The breakthrough from scratch was completed at this moment.

There is something, the contracted fingers clenched tightly.

The first thing that emerged was the outline of the heavy axe blade, the anger peeled from the soul turned into steel, and it grew bit by bit in the hand.

Immediately afterwards, the anger spread, and it infected Huai Shi's consciousness.

Return this anger that originally came from him!

The phantom pain burst from the axe.

The pain of fragmentation came from the depths of the soul.

Huai Shi's eyes turned black, and **** colors suddenly flowed out of his mouth and nose, and those abnormal blood with bright golden golden rose from the air, glowing with a misty light.

Illuminate the raised face of Huai Shi.

And that pair of bloodshot eyes filled with anger!

At this moment, the axe of killing intent in Huai Shi's hand reunited and returned in anger!

Then there was sorrow, followed by compassion, pain, and even virtue... Finally, the curse and resentment of the crows!

The spirits of the noble gods, the crystals produced by humans are so weak and small, but this time, when they are returned again, they are firmly wedged in the soul, and the noble gods are not allowed. The breath spread again... forming a sealed cage!

Huai Shi's humanity, difficult, ushered in the return!

The raised altar stopped rising.

When those eyes were raised again, the agility and joy of the past resurfaced.

Now, under his hands, the disasters and records belonging to the Twilight Land are constantly being transformed, and massive amounts of despair and endless pain are poured into this narrow cooking.

From the emptiness between iron and fire, a new **** is constructed.

It’s not as difficult as imagined in the past, and it even feels like moving clouds and flowing water. He is familiar with it, and without any pressure, he shed this inspiration and put it into his hands.

This is the crystallization of **** that can only be completed by the caster and the hand of the forbidden. It is the pinnacle work that can occupy a new height among the industrial kitchen monsters!

There was applause of admiration.

Not only the audience, but also the admiration from the audience.

The one who seems to be happier, happier, and happier than Huai Shi...

Guo Shouque.

At this moment, I am full of emotions and praise the essence of disaster created by Huai Shi!

"You must be happy at this moment, Miss Paper?"

He looked at Huai Shi's appearance and murmured with satisfaction: "At this moment, you must be able to understand the happiness that belongs to the cooking demon alone?

Just like farming, choose the time carefully, pay attention to malice, adjust the calamity, and finally grow the fruits from hell... Have you ever experienced this sense of excitement and fulfillment? "

During the production, Huai Shi didn't realize it, and never heard his sigh. But just above the paper-carrying face, the corners of his mouth were already slightly curved.

He is smiling.

When engrossed in the cooking, this unspeakable fulfillment and comfort came to life. I am creating something.

What results are you creating.

I am entering a new world, alone, step by step.

"You are growing, Miss Huaizhi, you are like the rising sun at this moment, growing so dazzlingly and quickly..."

The old man's eyes glowed with excitement: "I can see it, you can't hide it from me, you are on this road that belongs to us, striding forward!"

That's right, like running, like flying...

No, faster than that, more brilliant than that.

In this pair of dark eyes filled with the projection of the abyss, the hot light that slowly rises to the sky is reflected.

Almost illuminates himself.

Dispelled my loneliness...

He laughed, the drummer, full of expectation, praying for her from the heart.

Please hurry up, Miss Paper.

Hurry up!

Now you are about to enter the realm where you can be your enemy!

The response to him was a loud scream that rose up.

From boiling and evaporating, burning in an instant, in the metal fuel that burst out all the heat, from the frypot under Huaishi's hand, the raging flame swept through, engulfing everything.

Then there was the darkness gushing out from the fountain.

The endless stickiness and pitch black sprayed out from the fryer.

The crystal named despair was finally reproduced in Huai Shi's hands.

After the endless long years, the power from the deepest part of the Twilight Country, entrusted by the casting kings in the hands of Huai Shi, can be reproduced again in the form of casting!

Just now, just now!

That's it!

Just between the golden and crispy metal fries, the thick dark sauce flows slowly, tingling numb and desperate screams all the time.

Hell is here again.

"its name……"

Guo Shouque didn't know when he had already gotten up. He was lying on the cooking table, leaning closer, and staring at the bitterness coming from his face, he involuntarily took a deep breath, and breathed in comfortably.

The eye sockets are already red.

"What's its name, Miss Huaizhi, please tell me--"

"You can get one."

Huai Shi rubbed her fingers indifferently: "I have no interest in dressing up the painful history. Any name is just a blasphemy of these pains.-Guo Shouque, since you are so thirsty for disasters, then feel the same. A despair and pain."

"Except for'Abi', I can't imagine any name that can match it."

Guo Shouque sniffed the pain and bitterness of endless aftertaste and reincarnation, and said flatly: "Born from a pan, eternal suffering, no numb waiting for relief, it should be called'Abi' talent. Correct!"

There are eight hells, the first **** waiting to live, the second is black rope, the third is pushing, the fourth is called Huan, the fifth is called shouting, the sixth is burning, the seventh is burning, and the eighth is Name Abi...

Abi is for perfection.

In the monk's concept, there is no more terrifying and dark place in this world than Indomitable. Only after the death of monstrous sins will they fall into such a place, and the frozen soul will be tortured forever in endless evil thoughts.

Now, Abi came to Guo Shouque.

Open the door and wait quietly.

No urge is needed.

Under the witness of everyone, Guo Shouque rolled up his cuffs, straightened his collar, and sat in a precarious position.

Then, holding up the red iron box in front of him, the ivory chopsticks picked up a piece of desperate steel, opened his mouth, and swallowed it in his abdomen in a crisp sound.

Gumbled.

There is no fangs as imagined, or even any hard taste. The extremely thin and brittle steel cracks between the lips and teeth, like chocolate chips, which brings unspeakable sweetness and beauty.

At that moment, a sharp howl burst out.

Guo Shouque's arm trembled for a moment.

Just above his neck, a huge gap appeared out of thin air, as if it had been hit by an invisible axe, the flesh and blood on the scar was rolled and the bones were revealed.

The neck almost fell off the shoulders.

But he seemed to be totally fine, opening his mouth, chewing, bit by bit, breaking the iron pieces in his mouth.

Swallow into the abdomen.

"I know, this is... the smell of anger."

He sighed, behind the crack in his neck, thick darkness was flowing, one after another sharp teeth were exposed, and slowly disappeared into the bottomless body.

"It's cruel, Miss Huaizhi, I have old arms and legs... why bother to hurt me like this?"

Guo Shouque shook his head helplessly, smiled, picked up the second piece, and put it in his mouth. The sweet and sour and bitterness blended together, bringing a refreshing fruity scent, but it was getting colder and colder. The more numb...

Hard to breathe.

The lungs are shrinking!

collapse!

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the internal organs and limbs, like invisible ropes were rapidly contracting, brutally pulled, and ravaged his limbs inch by inch.

Immediately afterwards, there was compassion.

The blade that merges fierce poison and redemption from the inside out, tearing through the mark in the position of the heart.

The shape remains more and more broken.

But Guo Shouque's appearance was getting more and more ferocious, more and more inhuman...closer to the monster in the abyss.

Each bite is equivalent to an attack from the inside out of Huai Shi's all-out effort. It broke his body from the most vulnerable place.

But even more dangerous is the curse that spreads from it...

Countless pain and despair

This desperate purity has reached a level that ordinary people can't imagine, and he is generously nurturing and fertilizing the resentments and curses deposited in his body.

This is just the fuse of the chain reaction ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Every time he swallows a bite, he can feel that the darkness in his body is rioting.

Numerous old wounds slowly collapsed, showing signs of recurrence and deterioration...

As Huai Shi said-break the balance, the strong will ruin themselves!

When the poison entangled the soul and the balance of the body was broken, Guo Shouque had been pushed to the edge of the cliff by Huai Shi.

Only one step away, you will completely fall into the abyss!

Huai Shi stared at Guo Shouque in front of him, looking at the bottomless darkness in his eyes.

But I don't know when will this crucial step be taken!

"Just one step away..."

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