Apocalyptic Forecast

Just now, just now.

When the world's attention was drawn to the wasteland, the ladder of the land of nothingness quietly opened the way to the tower of ivory.

"Compared to the fancy exhibition game, I really prefer to kill with one shot."

Woodman's Phantom wandered on the cracked square, with his hands in the pockets of the breeches, and whistled: "What a beautiful place, the flowers are blooming, the birds are singing...

Happy children will also fall into the flames of hell. "

The King of Outer Dao silently stepped forward, toward the void in front of him.

Fight hard!

The drum hummed, and the entire border trembled violently again, countless cracks spread in front of the fist, and the Creator's frame wailed and cracked.

In the vice-principal's office, Isaac's figure flashed for a moment, disappeared quickly, and reappeared in the same place again.

When I looked around at the exact same scene, his expression became extremely gloomy.

The time jump failed!

He raised his right hand and squeezed it abruptly. The figure was illusory. Then, six figures exactly like him walked out of the void.

Timeline collapsed.

Let the six selves appear at the same time at the same time, without interfering with each other, but while the six Isaacs disappeared at the same time, they appeared in six identical offices at the same time!

No matter what, it is impossible to cross this short distance to the outside world!

When Isaac closed his hands, the dazzling rays of the sun burst out at the same time.

The terrifying power of the six nuclear fission swept across, but his power was limited within a hundred meters, and the effect obtained was the light of destruction that spread and contracted turbulence countless times in an instant.

The entire office was caught in the high temperature and evaporated into dust in an instant.

After the cracked wall, no matter it was on top of the head or under the feet, it was exactly the same office in all directions... Then, the broken office began to grow rapidly, shrink, and return to its original state.

"Mirror cage..."

Isaac murmured gloomily: "It seems that my face is really great, and Mr. Bennett came here."

In front of him, an old man slowly emerged.

His eyes were green, his white beard was hanging down, and he was wearing a long, jet-black dress, but on his wrist, he was wrapped around a Buddhist bead that was completely different from the lineage of the Holy Spirit.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and looking back is the shore."

Like a monk who has attained Taoism, the visitor folded his hands together, and a sacred glow appeared in his eyes: "Accept the enlightenment and return to the right way, Isaac!"

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless?"

Isaac sneered: "You are the sea of ​​suffering itself, Bennett!"

The apex of the Primordial Road, the incarnation of the original chaos and the essence of hell-the miracle he has mastered, is the fifth-order pinnacle of the Primordial Road: the Abyss of Nothingness Absu.

But at this moment, the solidified person who inherited the essence of **** showed an extremely soft expression.

Nianhua smiled.

There is no doubt that it belongs to the peaceful spirit of the ‘enlightened person’.

After comprehending compassion and truth, and seeing through the world of desire, materiality, and formlessness, you will be able to fully realize it, and you can almost be called a monk like a Buddha.

But the unconcealable **** breath on his body made him look like a demon!

"Don't be impatient, Isaac, we still have a long time..."

Bennett said peacefully: "Then today, here, imitate the sages and the enlightened ones, hold an uncovered meeting. What we are going to discuss is..."

"——Put down the butcher knife and become a demon right away!"

Behind him, the chaotic shadow has completely swallowed the entire office, turning it into an isolated **** where time and space are completely cut off.

.

"It looks like Bennett is going well."

Woodman blew his whistle and looked at another place: "Mathers, how about you? Work hard, don't always capsize in strange places."

Mathers paid no attention to him at all.

Tense all over.

Just staring at the front of the auditorium, in the small square, the fashionable old lady in a fur coat-under the tiger and leopard striped leather coat, is the classic red and blue color scheme.

The carefully curled and ironed hairstyle brings a strong outdated atmosphere, like a classic dress from the last century.

It's like an aunt in a tour group.

"Why do I have to be kidnapped to work overtime in this broken school?"

The old man complained unhappily. He picked up the potato chips in the bag, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it loudly: "Hey, Mathers, I remember we didn't fight back then?"

"Miss Yoko, long time no see." Mathers sighed softly, "I didn't expect to meet here. After so many years, you are still as beautiful as ever."

"When you speak, you are the old scumbag. You deserve to be called the five scumbags at the same time as Russell."

Yoko Kusanagi unhappily picked up the bag of potato chips, poured all the remaining pieces into her mouth, wiped her mouth, and threw the bag aside.

"Then, stop talking nonsense: Gomez, Tegon, Bermuda, Jetton, Godzilla, Baraba..."

She suddenly asked: Which one do you like? "

Mathers' expression was stagnant, but he was not given a chance to choose. There were countless loud noises bursting from behind the aunt of the tour group.

A huge shadow slowly rises.

Accompanied by countless harsh steel friction sounds, sparks flew, steel skeleton, metal internal organs, etheric blood, mimic armor... and even the final hideous appearance.

Countless mechanical monsters that supported the sky and the earth descended on this narrow border.

Shadows enveloped Mathers' face.

A drop of cold sweat leaked from the back of his neck.

Even if you have already prepared...but this scale is...too exaggerated!

In the continuous roar, Yoko Kusanagi lowered his head, lit the cigarette, and sighed happily, "Sure enough, the aesthetics of Yingzhou's art is a special photo!"

At this moment, in the sky, the brilliant light of Bhagavad Gita reappeared. Shrouded countless students, hidden deep in the illusion.

When Krsna protected all the students, the counterattack from the ivory tower began. The white doves who were urgently recalled from the abyss began to sprinkle the legion, and regardless of the appearance of the victims, they began to fight with all their strength!

The whole city burst out with a roar of collapse in the turmoil.

The rebellious glow has never been interrupted.

Light up the darkness.

From the beginning of the attack, a minute passed.

Two minutes are left before the Astronomical Society breaks through the blockade of the Land of Nothingness.

Regardless of the urgency of time, Woodman stretched out his hand and took the ancient classics from his subordinates. The spirit reappeared and turned into a strong man with a pipe in his mouth.

Wearing a tall felt hat and holding a walking stick.

His face was haggard and pale, his hooked nose was long and slender, and his gray eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be able to penetrate all falsehoods and lies.

"It's time for you to come on stage, Mr. Holmes." Woodman smiled and handed the parchment scroll in his hand.

As a result, the spirit showed an expression of disgust as if he had eaten shit.

"To be honest, I prefer the opposite side to your side..."

The man with his pipe shook his head.

Even though I said that, I still put on my monocle and unfolded the sheepskin scroll in his hand. As a result, the empty sheepskin scroll quickly revealed the complex and subtle structure of the entire city.

From top to bottom, even the room hidden in the secret instrument was not missed.

Countless structural drawings keep flashing and rolling,

But after the monocle, the gray eyes moved quickly, without missing any details or omissions. In the end, they were frozen in a huge building.

"What you want is here."

The man holding the pipe angrily threw the sheepskin roll over, "According to the original agreement, you still have one last chance to let me play."

After all, he dissipated on his own and returned to the classics.

Woodman smiled and closed the scroll in his hand.

"Let's go, my dear friend." He hummed and waved to the Waidao King beside him, walking briskly: "Our time is limited, and there are surprises waiting ahead."

A door opened in front of them.

Behind the door is a dark and dark world, as if losing all the light, only countless gray buildings are immersed in the surging tide.

Under the deep water is hell!

——The sunken old campus!

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"It's useless, Woodman."

On the snowy field, in front of the gate of hell, Huaishi looked coldly at the scene in the light curtain, and shook her head disdainfully: "If you think that Russell’s lair will be defenseless at all, that’s really ridiculous...

Even if you smashed the entire border, what will happen?

It is of no use except for adding some work to the engineering department. "

"is it?"

Woodman still smiled: "It seems that you don't know...you, no, where is your biggest weakness. Huai Shi, you poor homeless ghosts, think that the heavenly genealogy is your sanctuary. , Holding a seemingly brilliant wish, warming each other, as if to find the meaning of life.

But you never thought about it..."

Woodman sneered and asked, "Does the Heavenly Genealogy ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ really belong to you?"

In the projection of the light curtain.

The King of Outer Dao smashed down like a star, piercing a path straight out of countless weird and weird phenomena!

Open up the ocean of hell, tear the layers of barriers, step forward, and blast all the tentacles and weird limbs that protrude from the dark clouds to the scum!

In this way, along the path of clear sky, the attackers from the Golden Dawn descended straight.

In the end, before their eyes, there is a huge door...

At that moment, Russell's discoloration changed and he almost got up.

And Huai Shi was also like Lei Shang.

In front of another heavy projection of Woodman, countless preset defenses came into contact with each other, and in the end, the huge and heavy door burst open.

Revealing the complex alchemy matrix behind it, like a giant tree.

There are countless ancient books flying in the air.

Even the very center... under the guard of countless events and records, that solemn and majestic outline.

Woodman laughed jokingly: "That guy Russell actually left him in the old campus, hidden in this sunken hell... Does he think this is foolproof?"

"long time no see!"

He fanatically spread his arms and stared at the last wreckage of the kingdom of heaven in front of him, which is also the most noble inheritance certificate of the kingdom of heaven:

"——"The Book of Destiny"!"

"..."

Silence, a long silence.

Huai Shi looked at him blankly, very carefully to make sure, is he serious?

But looking at that hideous and happy face, his expression twitched, he looked away awkwardly, and could not help covering his mouth for a long time.

Flutter.

Laughed out loud.

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