Apocalyptic Forecast

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Changes are always caught off guard.

First, the counterfeit had missed it, and before anyone could react, Yamashita was already reluctant to talk about it anymore. He acted first, and cut off the dog's head with a sharp backhand.

Five steps to blood!

It can only be said that this group of Ji Dao Huaihua is too serious, and the opening of the film is directed at other people's necks, and it is absolutely not long-winded to be able to decapitate.

At the foot of the mountain, he kicked Nakanojo's head like a ball, raised the knife and roared. The attacker who disguised himself as a harmless friendly army didn't even react.

Only the crow stumbled, and the pretender who had lost his silicone mask kicked the car door in anger, "Damn these bastards!"

Yamashita instinctively touched his ribs, wanting to shoot the dog, but he touched it for a while before he realized that he had given the pistol to the house.

In a rage, he didn't even care about the gun, and he directly grabbed the sword in his hand and threw it toward the roaring face.

The howling of the crows echoed in his ears, causing his mind to have such a momentary trance, but after the reaction, it seemed that there was endless power emerging from his body.

Accompanied by the rapid tremor of the shadow under his feet, he spread out his hideous wings like a crow, and the sword thrown in his hand made a roar through the air.

Tie Guang whizzed, whirling toward his face, and it penetrated straight into his mouth and passed from the back of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, the mighty crow flocks lingering in the sky already capsized like a tide.

As soon as the people hiding in the dark alleys on both sides came out, they saw countless overwhelming birds rushing towards their faces.

The members of the Huaizhi team had already crossed the fence, rushed out from behind the roadblock, and fought with the attackers under the coordination of the crows.

"Nakanojo, that waste, failed."

In the distance, the Russian Federation man holding a telescope spit a thick sputum, and cursed disdainfully: "Andryusha, leave it to you."

"It should have been this way."

The burly man sitting on the concrete pier raised his hand, wiped his beard, and threw the empty wine bottle over, a little cumbersome and the sound of steel rubbing under the bloated coat.

There was a deep echo when the boots stepped on the ground.

At the end of the long street, a man named Andre put on an old-style football helmet for himself, bent down slightly, and put on a sprint posture.

Then there was a loud noise.

It's like a rhino galloping on the ground.

The heavy echo spread to the distance, and amidst the roar, cracks once again appeared on the road that was in disrepair for a long time.

And Andre had already rushed into the intersection like a truck full of cargo, without stopping, holding on to the bullets in the paper group behind the bunker, and the crow's attack in the sky, straight forward.

Faster and faster...

"I hit it!"

Before the panic warning sound spread, a loud noise burst out. Under Andre's impact, the original roadblocks and bunkers and even the heavy concrete piers were crushed to pieces.

Destroyed!

Behind him, the Russian Union gang, who had lost patience, jumped from the rampage truck, swarmed in, raised the assault rifle in his hand, and began to fire randomly.

Even the safety of the original Russian Allied Forces has been too lazy to manage.

Right in the front, Andre spread his arms and let the pistols fire around him, grinning, showing thick pieces of iron under the broken coat.

That is a genuine bulletproof iron suit.

After the terrible defensive power achieved purely by quality, combined with the power-type sublimator, it turned him into a humanoid tank, running rampant.

Except for the vital points of some faces that need to be blocked, the others don't need to care at all.

Since losing the job of an athlete due to sublimation, what Andre likes most today is to let his opponent taste the impact brought by professional rugby players!

When he leaned over and started to charge, the earth would begin to tremble violently, and after smashing several walls directly against his opponent, he laughed excitedly in the splash of blood.

The overcoat on his body had already begun to burn, and the iron garment had burnt red, rising with a raging iron light, and there was a fire walking wherever he went.

"Come on! Coward! Come on!"

In the rising spirit of wine, Andre yelled: "Compete with me!"

In the chaos, Yamashita glared at the hybrids who had turned to the enemy: "You traitors, have you even taken refuge in the Russian Federation?"

"Yes, otherwise?" "Ruozhong" Nishikawa of the Kurokawa team snorted disdainfully: "Is it like your team leader is dead without a whole body?"

Yamashita froze for a moment, but did not react.

"You don't know yet, do you?"

Nishikawa ridiculed the weird smile: "The paper-loving person offended the leader of the K-shaped party. The K-shaped party came to the inner circle of Tamba. He was the first to kill. Even the Iron Kings wanted him to die!

Not only are the masters specially invited from outside, but the subliers on both sides also participated in the hunt. I am afraid he will not even have ashes left at this moment! "

"shut up!"

In an instant, uncontrollable anger rose from the chest beneath the mountain, almost like a flame, about to ignite him.

Soon after, he saw the real fire emerging from his hands.

But he can no longer take care of that much.

In this sudden anger, the mountain roared, and the sword in his hand glowed with a burning color, condensed into substantial anger and filled the blade, giving it an impact comparable to that of a heavy axe.

With a blow of hate, the plasma flew.

When Shanxia came back to his senses, he realized that he had even brought a weapon with him, and split his opponent in half!

He lowered his head, looked at the fiery red blade in his hand in disbelief, turned his head, and looked at the crow that did not know when it landed on his shoulder.

The crow screamed in excitement, flapping its wings, urging him not to waste time and throw himself into the killing again.

A steady stream of anger flowed from those scarlet eyes, together with the origin.

Asuka, who delivered the imperial order of the gods, returned to the world, once again descending miracles and power.

"Holy."

Yamashita held the burning ‘anger’ in his hand, and roared unconsciously in the indescribable enthusiasm.

The same roaring one after another.

In this turbulent darkness, countless sources of light rose up, emerging from the members of the Huaizhi group!

Under the shroud of the crows, huge power suddenly settled in their bodies, continuously extracting anger, pain and resentment, giving them a hideous outline.

Then, create death again!

"What it is……"

In the distance, Alexei held up his binoculars and was dumbfounded. It is hard to imagine that the paper-carrying team could hide so many sublimers in the dark...

The number is not clear at all!

Seventy? Eighty? Or more?

Where are so many!

Isn't the Huaizhi Group a bunch of junk goods that have been established for less than a month by relying on paper-loving amateurs to piece together! How could there be so many sublimers!

And that group of more and more crows...

At that moment, his heart contracted suddenly, cold sweat streaming down from his forehead, stiffening in place.

Feel the sound from afar.

It was as if there was a huge heart throbbing slowly in the deepest part of the darkness, glowing with faint thunder. Massive source material spurted out from it, spreading in all directions like blood.

Contains pain, despair and hideousness...

In the office of the paper business, the house looked up dumbfounded, looking at the suddenly opened birdcage on the table, endless darkness gushing out from it, spreading and sweeping.

The divine nature of Shao Siming works, and miracles come down!

In other words, disaster...

The dream of rotting rose slowly from the darkness, opening a gap with the Bone Burying Sanctuary. The huge bird screamed in excitement, shaking off the earthly feathers, and the iron light transformed from its wings, revealing a hideous mechanical appearance.

The lair to **** was opened.

At that moment, the crowd descended!

When the only **** was released, a stern iron glow glowed from the whirling wave of crows, and sparks burst from the sound of countless steel friction.

The mechanical giants spread their wings, and the flames of anger, the blood of resentment, and the darkness of pain alternately emerged...

It's hunting time!

The surging darkness swallowed all the lights, replaced by the **** eyes of the members of the paper-carrying group, and an increasingly ferocious aura.

The power of the ghost is here, even if it gives a few people...

In an instant, the advantage created by the Russian Federation through a large number of guns was destroyed by the monster-like force.

In the midst of running wildly, Andre looked back abruptly, only to find that he had sunk into the deepest darkness at some point, and couldn't help roaring.

"Coward, get out and face me!"

Regardless of all the surroundings, the burly bear-like sublimator urged the strongest firepower to rush out toward the heavy shadows dancing in the darkness.

But no matter how far he rushed, how many walls he smashed, or how many shadows he smashed, he couldn't touch any enemy.

It seems to be thrown into the most desperate confinement room.

Isolated forever.

Only the mocking of the crows in the sky looked down, staring coldly at the fire on the can to go out a little bit, waiting for the best time to taste.

Let it cool and eat slowly.

At the outermost edge, on the edge of the hideous darkness, Alexei's face was pale, and he couldn't help but... took a step back, another step.

Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, panting violently.

When those dark eyes were cast in his direction, he seemed to be thrown into the deep sea, feeling unspeakable suffocation from the invisible pressure.

The stigma wailed.

Even the soul seemed to be sucked and swallowed by the darkness. The unverbal horror eroded his reason, causing his heart to twitch.

It's a crowd of hell...

Those terms that originally appeared only in the mouths of explorers, the synonymous names of horror and despair, unexpectedly appeared in front of his own eyes.

They actually broke into the lair of the **** swarm!

The telescope fell from his hand, and Alexei was holding on to the wall, unable to control his desire to escape from here.

In the silence, only the fire beside him was extinguished, and the handsome face became as hideous as a ghost against the background of the fire.

Quietly overlooking.

It seemed that he had gone through a long journey, but he couldn't see the slightest fatigue, and he was still radiant. Only the coat was covered with bullet holes and cracks, which had long been stained with bleak gray red in the rain and blood.

"Need help to call an ambulance?"

The man smiled and asked with concern: "You don't seem to feel well..."

Alexei turned his head blankly, before he could react, he screamed in horror, and quickly backed away, took the gun from his pocket, aimed at that face, and wanted to pull the trigger.

But when he was looked at by those eyes that looked like an abyss, his fingers on the trigger stiffened.

Lost strength.

"You...you..." He wanted to speak, but there was no sound from his throat.

Behind that person, the darkness danced like substance.

A pair of scarlet eyes slowly emerged, like the grinning and hungry smiles of evil spirits, looking at his face, taking away his last courage.

Will tear the wailing will completely!

"...God, forgive me."

Alexei murmured dullly, suddenly turned his gun, aimed at his chin, and pulled the trigger with all his strength.

Bang!

In the sudden darkness, those hideous eyes finally disappeared.

Alexei closed his eyes peacefully.

it's finally over……

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It didn't take long before this plot had been planned for a long time, and the attack on the Huaizhi team came to a tragic curtain.

The streets were almost stained red with blood, and there were corpses everywhere in a mess. Only the crows rise and fall excitedly, absorbing the breath of death floating in the air, causing them to continuously flow into the Bone Burying Sanctuary.

In that eternal darkness, death is gradually condensing.

There are more deaths on this land.

Huai Shi raised his head and looked at the surrounding area, the entire Danbo inner circle...there was burning fire everywhere, and everything was roughly involved in this turmoil.

"how is this possible……"

The mountain swayed, and he noticed the riots in the rest of the place, and he couldn't believe it: "This is the hinterland of the alliance, how can someone be beaten here?"

"It's very simple, Ueno."

Huai Shi raised his head and stared at the rising flames in the distance, "The two possibilities, or the alliance is actually completely vulnerable and has reached the brink of destruction."

He paused, and said indifferently: "Or, someone will turn back."

This is not an external invasion, but an internal strife!

Someone took advantage of this opportunity ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to raise the flag!

This is where Huai Shi feels the most absurd.

That rebellious twenty-five son is not himself?

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At the same time, caught in the besieged Alliance headquarters, Shengtian stared at the rebels under the steps.

In the end, the disappointed sight fell on that very familiar face.

"Why is this, Chiba-kun."

He asked softly: "Is what I gave you not enough?"

Among the guards of the rebels, Qianye Longerhao smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.

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