Apocalyptic Forecast

The long sleep seems to be endless.

But between the groggy and groggy, Huai Shi was awakened by the sound next to her, opened her eyes and saw the broken ceiling.

It was in an abandoned temple.

Through the collapsed roof, you can see the shining stars, not at all like being in the distant space, as if you are still somewhere in the present.

Beside him, the campfire was burning vigorously and warmly.

Huai Shi tried to move her body, and after that, she felt severe pain everywhere in her bone marrow, unable to move, and she didn't even feel half of her body...

It's numb.

Because there is a husky that is bigger than a motorcycle, half of his **** is pressed on his chest, it is on fire, and the sky is dark and snoring.

The nasal bubbling was huge, and the saliva accumulated on the ground.

In his sleep, the tail was sweeping his face again and again, and Huaishi couldn't help but sneezed twice, and lifted the dog's tail with the half of his **** to the side.

Finally able to breathe easily.

I’m afraid I’m going to have to amputate my limbs if I wake up later.

Huai Shi sucked in the air, reluctantly propped up her body, leaned against the wall, and looked around.

The empty temple has not been cleaned up, and the statues of the gods have disappeared.

Only the voice of conversation came from the direction of the door.

It was Izzy and another person.

This American nobleman no longer smoked a cigar, but stood under the steps, bowed his head, as if listening to admonition and teaching.

"...Please tell Mamaglia for me."

The figure with the back of Huai Shi stretched out his hand and took the small box from his hand: "Thank you for her foresight and care, but it's a pity that I can't repay it."

"I will."

Izzy nodded solemnly, noticed Huaishi's gaze, smiled slightly, and stroked his chest to the **** in front of him: "Then, I won't bother you any more."

"Ah? Are you leaving now? Don't sit for a while? Wait a moment..."

Badr drew a huge jar out of the air like magic, and put it into Izzy’s arms: “It’s a rare visit. Bring some mead home. I just made it fresh a few days ago and put it in yours. ... things in the refrigerator should be kept for a long time.

But don't drink it after the expiration date. Pour it, it will cause diarrhea. "

"Uh……"

Izzy held the wine jar, his expression twitched, and nodded: "Please, allow me to retire."

"Okay." Badr nodded.

But Izzy was still standing there, as if waiting for something. After seeing Badr's response, he froze for a while, and stopped talking.

"By the way, I almost forgot the process you saw."

Badr raised his hand, patted his forehead, and finally remembered. After dipping his hand in the jar, he spilled two drops on Izzy's forehead.

"Traveler far away, I bless you, I wish you... I wish you..."

He thought for a long time, and said seriously: "I wish you have a lot of good wines to drink."

It looks very casual, but in fact, the sincere blessing is done.

Izzy’s expression is complex and unspeakable, he has never seen such a sincere blessing, and... he doesn’t need a blessing. It’s too easy for the high-blooded family to die drunk. While drinking?

But after all, it is the blessing and blessing of the gods, the proof of the audience, as a messenger, where is he to pick and choose.

I just hope that Mamaglia can drink this jar of honey bar.

In this way, Izzy from America, holding the souvenir presented by Badr, stepped back and turned away with a wry smile.

In front of the temple, the figure reflected in the glow finally looked back.

smiling.

Holy and solemn, but it's a pity that the scope doesn't include the golden moxi dry hair on the top of the head... it seems to be out of play.

Huai Shi couldn't help but want to pull him down.

"Can't you change your hairstyle?" Huai Shi slumped on the wall, helplessly complaining.

"I was born like this, I have no choice but to get used to it."

Badr shrugged, went back to him, sat down cross-legged, opened the lid of the water tank next to him, poured a large glass of mead, and filled Huaishi with a glass.

He raised his head and drank it, as if the fat house drank the happy water, he took a sigh of satisfaction: "It's great, I didn't expect to drink mead again, long live the world now! Astronomy Society Long live!"

Huai Shi's expression suddenly twitched. Is this the **** of light or a dead house from somewhere?

"Hey, can you show some style as a god?"

"But I am the one who is least like a god."

Badr scratched his head in embarrassment, "Not just like a god, not even a Viking. I used to be told by my dad because of this. If this goes on, it will be difficult for mortals to respect me or something.

However, let me say that it doesn't matter whether you are awed or not. It is best if you can drink and eat meat together. "

"It makes sense." Huai Shi nodded.

Drinking and eating meat is the most important thing.

"Right?" Badr smiled happily, "Cheers!"

Card pop.

A crisp voice sounded.

Not from the place where the glasses clinked, but from the more illusory body of Badr.

Huai Shi's movements stopped.

I noticed something wrong...

Badr gradually became embarrassed and looked away a little embarrassed: "Oh, is it coming so soon? It's much faster than originally expected..."

Card pop.

There was another clear voice.

He lowered his head and saw the crack in his chest.

Inside his body, that broken sun wheel slowly revolves, emitting more and more radiant glow. Seems to be... growing?

Compared with what you saw in Huai's poems, the "half" has been restored to the level of "two-thirds", and the speed of recovery seems to be accelerating!

Obviously it should be a good thing, but Huaishi saw the restlessness and resistance from Badr's face.

Suddenly, he felt a subtle sense of weightlessness.

It's like... on a train that is starting to accelerate.

"What's the matter?" Huai Shi frowned.

"It seems that Adong alone can't lock that part of'me'."

Badr shook his head helplessly.

Beside Huai Shi, the sleeping broken dog slowly turned over, wisps of light coming out from the hair, drifting towards Badr.

That is the power that belongs to the King of Light.

Should have returned to his power long ago.

"This, as you can see... it seems that we are about to fall to the present."

Badr smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I can't help it."

Irresistible, this attraction from the real world!

With the gradual recovery of Badr, the gravitational pull of the Pillar of Spirit began to gradually increase, pulling his existence and attracting him to return.

This is the **** from the destiny, whether it is Badr or Publius.

Even if Publius is dead, his mystery instrument has been successful.

The departed gods are resurrected.

If it is not controlled early, under the pull of gravity, Helios will resume operation from a stagnant state again, and begin to accelerate endlessly, with its own mass and the seat of the gods, triggering a huge blockade of the present and the three major Shock.

Because of this, Badr would let the Fenrir, blessed by Huaishi's soul, devour the scorching sun instead of letting it return to himself after killing it.

It's a pity that Fenrir's miracle engraving cannot be delayed for long.

"Unexpectedly, one day I will die because of a fall...it also matches the appearance of the gods aloft."

Badr sighed with self-deprecation: "I originally planned to go through the blunder, and I want to go home and have a look. Unfortunately, home is too far away."

He said: "It's too late."

"Wait, Badr!"

Huai Shi subconsciously reached out and grabbed his shoulder, for fear that he would disappear like this: "Wait a minute, there may not be a solution..."

"No, I just suddenly wanted to understand it."

Badr smiled calmly and told the friend in front of him: "My home is no longer there, Huai Shi, my home is gone."

There is no longer his home in this world.

Since hundreds of years ago...

Huai Shi fell silent, speechless.

Can't find any words to comfort him.

"Haha, don't be so depressed."

Badr patted him on the shoulder. "It doesn't matter if you don't go home anyway... Actually, I used to watch a small film in the screening room of Helios before."

He recalled the remnants of those memories, and said fascinatingly: "It means that on the sea, there is a lonely old man living in a tall house with many floors, and his life is peaceful and peaceful.

But the sea water will rise every year, so he has to build houses on higher floors...As time goes on, all the houses will be like building blocks if they are stacked together.

When the sea rose up, the former residence was submerged, along with the furniture, memories and photos of the past.

When he suddenly looks back one day, the underwater is a huge city that has been submerged and forgotten... He will understand that everything in the past will disappear into the sea. "

"So, I think it's a good thing to be able to live on the boat this time."

Badr shrugged in relief. "At least you don't have to think about the old house in the sea anymore, right?"

"..." Huai Shi did not speak.

But in the silence, the shaking feeling of weightlessness strengthened again.

Helios began to accelerate.

"It seems I have to go, Huai Shi."

Badr stretched out his hand, took out a whistling mouse from his pocket, and put it in Huaishi's arms, "Finally do me a favor and take care of it for me.

Fish **** like you very much. You can get along. "

Huai Shi opened his mouth to speak, but the feeling of drowsiness became stronger and stronger. The power from the divine wine soaked his soul and made up for his damage, but his consciousness began to fall again.

The wine glass fell from his hand.

He raised his eyes vigorously, trying to see the outline in front of him: "Wait a minute, I..."

"Always say goodbye, Huaishi." Badr looked back at him and waved his hand, "Just as if I'm out of a far door, don't have to send me off, where is not where you should go."

His footsteps stopped for a while, but he didn't look back, just said softly goodbye.

"You have to go back to the world, Huai Shi." He said, "Go to your loved ones. Don't let them die. Let them all live."

Then, darkness struck.

In this way, Badr carefully cut off the connection with Huai Shi, maintained the integrity of his soul, and walked out of the gate.

Finally, looking at the swaying stars.

When he opened the small box in his pocket and picked up the mistletoe in it, his expression was struggling and hesitant.

Several times, I gritted my teeth, but I didn't have the courage to make up my mind.

Shameful...

He is afraid of pain.

Until there was a strange voice beside him.

"If you can't do it, do you want me to help?"

It was Tong Ji who was speaking on the pillars of the temple.

Badr Rumeng was amnesty, and he took a deep breath: "Thank you so much, then."

"It doesn't matter, I am a considerate and kind big sister." Tong Ji took the mistletoe and blinked at him: "Besides, the contractor in my family can take care of you."

"There is no need to swear sovereignty at this time, right?"

Badr shook his head, a little sigh: "I didn't expect you to send me the last ride... Is this the so-called destiny?"

Tong Ji lowered her head and played with the mistletoe in her hand, but was not in a hurry to do it. Instead, she suddenly asked, "Hey, Badr, do you know what the essence of fate is?"

"Ok?"

Badr was puzzled. After thinking about it for a while, he asked: "The future? Or what is destined to happen?"

"Who knows?" Tong Ji said casually: "Ordinary people fear fate because it is unknowable, and gods fear fate because it is uncontrollable... No matter how you work on your mind, you will always be in unexpected If something goes wrong, your father will suffer a lot."

"It sounds really embarrassing for me as a son."

"Everyone has suffered the same loss, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

Tong Ji paused, and solemnly said, "However, as far as I know, in some cases... in some important times, fate itself will be interfered."

"Interference?" Badr shook his head: "Is the fate after being interfered, or fate?"

"Maybe it is destined to be interfered, isn't it? Anyway, an ambiguous thing can be explained no matter how it is explained, but in its essence, you will feel that it is actually a bitch, and there is no principle at all."

Tong Ji said: "Because it will be on the side of the winner, to be precise, on the more ‘heavier’ side-it itself is like a strange balance, a black box in constant change...

Ah, in modern terms, it should be in a state of superposition of events, right? It sounds really sci-fi, and it has nothing to do with us gods. But once the two destinies collide, one destiny is destined to be crushed. When the superposition begins to collapse, the stronger observer will win.

Therefore, there will be a very small probability that things will happen in the details, leading to a steady stream of variables. One party seems to die for a lifetime, but there is a possibility of success, but in fact, it is already doomed. "

"This is just a hypothesis, right?"

Badr shook his head: "There is no definite proof, it's still an infinite guess."

"Sometimes, it's more romantic if it's a little ambiguous and vague-I guess you don't understand this kind of reasoning?"

Tong Ji didn't insist on how correct her statement was. Instead, she seemed to be talking about an interesting rumor. She was very interested: "Even if it is flawed and catching the wind, it can at least explain everything that happened, right?

The impact of the creation of the mystery instrument and the possible consequences are too large for the current situation, leading to a spontaneous deviation of fate, and I want to correct everything back to the right track.

Therefore, all of this will happen. "

There will be many coincidences.

Because of the attraction of high-ranking people like the sun god, the Huai poetry that inherits the path of heaven will come to Helios.

Because the rebirth of the gods outside the present realm is a huge disaster to the present realm. Therefore, the gods who are least likely to hurt others for their own sake and are the easiest to be killed will come.

"In other words, your arrival is also the choice of fate... Isn't this probably God's will?" Tong Ji said indifferently, "Perhaps, it's pure coincidence."

She said, "It depends on which one you like."

"Are you comforting me?"

Badr froze for a moment, and smiled gratefully: "It sounds like the world has chosen me... It's not bad to say that."

"Don't you feel resentful?" Tong Ji asked, "You are destined to die."

"No." Badr shook his head.

"Don't feel sorry?"

"...A little bit."

Badr sighed: "If I have any wishes... I really want to see the world today. But the world that Huai Shi said is so beautiful, if it disappeared because of me, it would be a pity.

"Did you choose the world between yourself and the world?" Tong Ji nodded, "You really have your style, Badr."

"Am I so noble?"

"Yes, after all, you are the kind of person who doesn't want to make others sad."

Badr shook his head: "This is not a compliment to the Norse gods."

"It's enough to make sense to you."

Tong Ji paused, her expression solemn, and thanked the **** before her: "Thank you for everything you have done for Huai Shi, Badr."

She said, "Thank you."

Badr scratched his face embarrassedly: "Will you mourn for me, the former Lord Taiyi."

"It will not happen."

Tong Ji's expression became disgusting, "The guy who talks about the black history of well-wishers won't be sympathetic-besides, isn't there a promise waiting for you?"

She reminded: "Well, it belongs to you alone, promise."

Badr froze in place.

"You remember her, right? The one waiting for you.

For so many years, she has kept the promise, leaving the last obsession, alone in hell, sleeping in a place without light, waiting for your arrival, day after day, year after year. "

"Now, it's time for the appointment, Badr.

This time, will you still keep your promise? "

"...Of course."

Badr nodded and answered frankly, "How can she be left alone?"

"Very good, Badr."

Tong Ji approvingly said, "You really are the kindest god—"

At that moment, mistletoe pierced his chest.

I don’t feel pain, nor afraid.

The gods are collapsing silently.

When this moment came, Badr raised his head, stared at the person in front of him, and waited.

Waiting for her to say that sentence.

The spell that really puts everything to an end.

So, it was like many years ago, like the end of every story about Badr.

Tongji raised her head as if she had declared her destiny.

Said the sentence again:

"——Let Hela, get what you want!"

At that moment, the invisible bridge was continued again.

In front of Badr, a black door emerged silently and opened.

In the deepest part of the darkness, a distant figure emerged, gradually clear.

Across this door of existence and nothingness, she stared blankly at the figure who had performed her contract, as if she could not believe it, and she did not dare to reach out to touch his face.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Badr smiled, stretched out his hand, and squeezed her palm, "I have come to fulfill the promise, Hela."

Then, spread his arms and embrace the lonely phantom.

This time, I will never leave you alone again...

In this way, without hesitation, the light held hands with death, and walked with her into the distant darkness, but before leaving, he took a last look at everything behind him.

Smiling goodbye.

Thank you for this short encounter.

Farewell, my friend.

Please, mourn for me...

"Huh? Did you really leave like this?"

Tong Ji stood on the spot, staring at the place where they disappeared, couldn't help sighing, and shook her head: "It really left a lot of mess for me to clean up... And you, Zeus, should you get out? It's finished."

"I am not the same as Odin's son. As long as I can linger for a while, I will continue to linger on my face."

Zeus's mutilated phantom appeared, looking around at all this: "Besides, isn't it over yet? The most important ending has not yet begun."

Where the gods had disappeared, more brilliant flames rose and spread-making the ring of sun wheels around Helios even more dazzling.

That is the fountain of light that is about to erupt!

Although Badr's soul has passed away, it is not in the present situation. This power cannot pass through the axis of the world and successfully return.

If this continues, it will be more troublesome if it is absorbed by Helios or used by someone?

Zeus wanted to see it, UU reading www. How will uukanshu.com solve the final ending.

"It's very simple, Zeus."

Tong Ji calmly stared at the mistletoe in her hand, and said: "Just perform the same ritual again and consume the remaining power."

Zeus frowned suspiciously.

Hard to understand.

Indeed, this is a solution, but the question is: Badr is already dead, **** him again?

"...Huh? Isn't there another ready-made one?"

Tong Ji looked back and looked into the temple.

There is indeed a ready-made alternative.

A descent body that once carried Badr can almost be regarded as the existence of the human incarnation of the King of Light... As a replacement for Badr, there is indeed no other person.

But the problem is...

"Can you imagine this?"

Zeus fell into a daze, dumbfounded: "Are you still not a human?"

Don’t you say that the contractor is very important and should be cherished!

Even if it is as shameless as him, I have never thought...There is such a wicked operation in the world!

Shocked Olympus all year!

"Don't worry, ordinary people's words can't do it, but his words must be okay. Before he became Badr's descendant, that was my contractor."

Tong Ji turned her head and smiled: "Be confident in the people I choose... Besides, I don't want to see the sadness of my contractor."

Even if you can't restore all of this, you must at least leave him something memorable.

I didn't want to break the chapter, so I simply offered a big chapter of 6,000 words.

Ashamed, Night City is so fun... What... Since it’s changed today, I won’t be back tomorrow... (Yuanmu

(End of this chapter)

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