Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 Thanks to Qiqiu’s leader

　　 In the dust gathered by despair, Huai Shi opened his eyes.

　　 As if he didn't hear Yuan Yuan and Lin Jiu's shouts beside him, he propped up his body and looked up at the tower in front of him.

　　The last masterpiece of the casters, and the cage of misery that has imprisoned them for thousands of years.

　　 This is the heart of the eternal freezing furnace.

　　A desperate creation made from countless sufferings, the essence of disaster in hell.

　　 As long as it wakes up, there will be endless wailing.

　　 As long as it works, the whole **** will be driven by it.

　　Eternal dusk.

　　 In contrast, the curse of day and night here is nothing but the radiation leaked from the heart of the furnace...

　　 In order to resist hell, he chose desperate struggle. Under the guidance and temptation of the master of the purgatory, the casters stepped into a desperate situation called eternity.

　　 is getting desperate and crazy.

　　Perhaps when they rejected peaceful death and chose to make a deal with the devil, they were destined to fall into a more pathetic situation than death.

　　 Can all this be blamed?

　　 Huaishi was silent and did not speak.

　　Obviously now is the time when every second counts, even if the tower is close in front of you, even if the situation is good, he is sitting on the ground, raising his head without saying a word, and staring at the sky.

　　 In the silence, everyone is silently waiting for his order.

　　 But the order has not arrived.

　　 "Your Excellency Huai Shi..."

After the elder 　　 was silent for a long time, he finally said: "You must not lose the opportunity."

"I know."

　　 Huai Shi said: "I'm just thinking."

　　 Then he stopped talking, and no one interrupted Huai Shi's thinking.

　　 In this way, amidst the thunder and loud noises in the distance, Huai Shi quietly stared at the rain of blood, the wind, and the gray tide on the sky, this world full of disasters and despair.

　　 finally made a sound.

　　 "Grand Master, can you hear me?"

"I am here."

　　 A metallic voice sounded from the air, as calm as ever, no, it should be said to be indifferent. He said, "You have a question you want to ask me, right?"

　　 "……"

　　 Huaishi did not speak, but waited silently.

　　 "I know what you want to ask, Huai Shi."

The Grand Master said, "You want to ask: Did I know it for a long time? Did I know it from the beginning? Do I have any special arrangements? Do I have a way to do it—just like the blue-skinned robot in the comics Same, omnipotent, always find the props to solve the problem, and... can I save them, right?"

　　 Huaishi dropped his eyes and sighed silently.

　　 "Even if you knew it in your heart, all this was irretrievable thousands of years ago. When they are obsessed with seeking salvation from hell, everything is doomed.

　　 is like the celestial pedigree in the past, thinking that he could take off, but in fact it just fell into the deeper darkness.

　　 Even Kondela’s example is in sight..."

　　 After a short pause, the Grand Master asked again: "Nevertheless, do you still have expectations of me?"

　　 "That's right."

　　 Huai Shi slowly nodded, and finally made a sound.

　　 "You should have known the answer long ago, right?"

　　 "...Yes," he said.

　　 "Then tell me, do you need my answer?"

　　 Grand Master said coldly, "I can give you orders, you don’t need to think about anything, and you don’t need to hesitate, just do it, and all the responsibilities do not lie with you.

　　 But Huaishi, do you really need someone's instruction to give you orders and help you make decisions? "

　　 In silence, Huaishi lowered her head and stared at the long sword on her knees.

　　 On the quiet blade, his eyes were reflected, extremely calm, without any fluctuations.

　　 He suddenly asked, "Will you oppose me, Grand Master?"

　　 "What if I would?"

　　 Grandmaster's tone still has no ups and downs.

　　 Huai Shi did not answer, just pressed the grip of the blade, but the answer that there is no room for relaxation was already given from the pupils of the eyes reflected on the spine of the sword.

　　 That kind of eyes...

　　 In silence, the great master on the iron crystal seat suddenly laughed softly.

　　 is full of mockery and irony

　　 At this moment, he finally truly felt that this is the heir Russell chose.

　　 That old **** didn't lie to himself-what I see now is better than his anger, compassion and determination in his youth, and more importantly... cruel!

"No one will appreciate you, Huai Shi, and no one will express blessings and gratitude." He said, "No matter how much you do, you will not be able to bring salvation to this land. At best, it will be delayed. It’s just a period."

"I know."

　　 "What you bring is not salvation."

　　 Huai poem nodded, "I know too."

　　 "Very good."

　　 Grand Master finally raised his eyes and told him: "You are the highest person in charge of the iron crystal seat, Huai Shi, even at this moment.

　　 Now, since you have made a decision, the time that belongs to you has arrived, and no one should be able to stand in front of you. "

　　 "As long as you live in the world, making mistakes is always inevitable. You have to try it, and I won't stop it."

　　 is such a playful quotation from the dialogue between the gods and the devil in "Faust", letting Huai Shi go his own way.

"I understand."

　　 Huaishi slowly got up, propped up the blade, and finally said: "Thank you, Mr. Mikhail."

　　 The Grand Master did not speak any more.

　　 He has already left the ground.

　　 On the bridge of the iron crystal seat, the metal giant in his arms retracted his sight and turned to look at the projection behind him.

　　 "You can see it, Russell." He said impatiently, "The agent you chose has got my vote. Let's announce the result of the vote."

　　 "Four to one, one abstention, the resolution passed."

　　 In the projection of the conference room, Russell announced the result: "Whether it is him or you, let go, Mikhail. I will bear all the consequences."

　　 "Overlapping events, confluence of cause and effect, time, place, people, and events...All the preconditions are already in place. Let's open the final curtain."

　　 Along with Russell’s words, all the members in the conference room raised their eyes to guide the coming of the ‘kingdom of heaven’.

　　 Under the control of the great master, the huge secrets of the once ideal country were awakened.

　　 The matrix is ​​shrouded, and the frame is established out of thin air.

　　All the engines of the entire iron crystal seat instantly entered an overloaded operation state. A huge miracle suddenly came to this hull, making the huge iron crystal seat unbearable, and the overclocking operation glowed with a deep roar.

　　 Numerous records of restlessness in **** were captured by this huge gravitational force and gathered inward. Massive sources of fertile water came out of nothing, slowly forming the phantom of a heavy book.

　　 does not have a title on the cover, only countless vanity characters flashed, erratic, and began to look for the main axis that penetrates the core from these billions of fragments...

　　 Once the **** alchemy unique to the heavenly genealogy reappears.

　　 Collect things and gather the soul.

　　 The essence of **** is about to be reborn here.

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　　 Under the tower, Huai Shi got up.

　　 I don't know if it was because he finally made up his mind or didn't waver anymore, those entangled **** precipitations could no longer affect him.

　　 The wailing is still harsh.

　　 But Huai Shi's heart calmed down unexpectedly, without any fluctuations.

　　 He looked up at the elder who was waiting for a long time beside him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

　　 "Yes." The elder said: "Your student just caught Auguste."

　　 Huai poems are a little surprised.

　　 It's not that he doesn't believe in Yuan Yuan and Lin Nineteen, but that Auguste's own strength is already at the top of the third rank. He has been cultivated by the Tower of Ivory since he was a child. He has accumulated amazing accumulation and rich experience.

　　 can live so long in hell, there is no good stubbornness. Even if his two students join forces, he may not be able to help him.

　　 "To be precise, he stood there, as if stupid, and didn't move at all."

The elder 　　 said: "Ask him without saying anything, as if he has given up resisting...We don't know what to do for a while."

　　 "Where are people?"

　　 Huaishi said: "Bring me over to see."

　　 Soon, August, who was shackled, was escorted by his former colleagues and sent to Huaishi.

　　 His expression is still calm, it would be better to say that he is already numb.

　　 Depressed to death.

　　 Like Huai Shi, after understanding the essence of the heart of the eternal freezing furnace, one can naturally understand what the so-called immortal machine is.

　　 What's more, before that, he knew far more than Huai Shi, and the impact he felt became even greater.

　　 The last ray of hope was completely shattered.

　　 Maybe by using it, there is the possibility of redeeming Condra.

　　 But what's the point of that?

　　 personally turned his adoptive father into a monster of eternal suffering?

　　 Everything that happened in the town of twilight was repeated on him. After betting on everything for a glimmer of hope, when the truth was revealed, it ushered in destruction.

　　 After losing the hope of saving Condra, Auguste had no motivation to continue to act and rebellious.

　　 Just seeing such hollow pupils, Huai Shi knew what kind of painful abyss he is now wandering in.

　　 is not eager to stay alive, but eager for a clean break and referee.

　　 End it all.

　　 In silence, Huaishi drew the sword of virtue, cut it down, and stopped abruptly.

　　 The blade stopped on August's neck, and a few centimeters further down, it was able to lightly traverse the gap between the cervical vertebrae, subtly split the bones and textures, and bring him a happy break and death.

　　 But death did not come.

　　 Slowly lifted the sword of Huaishi.

　　 "Live, August." He said, "You have to pay for everything you do."

　　 Auguste looked up at him, couldn't help laughing.

　　 "Where does the mercy come from? Your Judge?"

　　 He mocked and asked, "Is there any point in keeping me alive? Or, do you think death is too gentle for my actions, and you want me to be tortured in prison and live in hell?"

　　 "It doesn't make sense." He said, "I'm already there..."

"I know."

Huai Shi looked at him, and suddenly asked: "Do you know how I got out of those records? You should have seen it at the moment I started it? Those fantasies...I entered deeper than you, those entangled in me There are more records than you think, and it is not far away from assimilation."

　　 In silence, August heard Huaishi's answer.

　　 "Condra saved me."

　　 He was stunned, his eyes widened in amazement.

"He has always been conscious, August, he knows what you did, and he also understands why you did it. But at the moment the heart of the Everfreezing Furnace was activated, he sacrificed his hope of returning to the world. ,saved me."

　　 "It's a pity, August, even if you can use the immortal machine now, you can't save him, he is dead."

　　Amidst August's sluggishness, Huaishi lowered his head and told him seriously: "I didn't understand until then that the reason why he lingered is not because he wanted to live, but because he couldn't let go of you."

　　 At the moment Condra ignored his death, Huaishi clearly saw the last silent opening of his lips.

　　 Those are the last words he left behind.

--I am sorry.

　　 Is this an apology to Huai Shi, or a last word left to August?

　　 Maybe it's both.

　　 can't prevent the adopted son from falling in despair, nor can it save the suffering and torture that fills this hell. The man left his last apology and smiled to welcome his ending.

　　 But there is one thing that Huaishi can conclude that Kondela never regretted his actions until he died.

　　 I don’t regret being swallowed by **** instead of August.

　　 does not regret sacrificing the last hope to save Huaishi.

　　 "He would rather let himself fall to that level forever than let you make such a mistake."

　　 Huai Shi's sword fell again, smashing the shackles on August's body, "This is the second time he has rescued you, don't let down his kindness."

　　 At that moment, the elder subconsciously put his hand on the machete handle, to guard against August's trapped beast still fighting. But the man remained sluggish in place.

　　 just stared at Huai Shi in a daze.

　　 For a long time, for a long time, his expression twitched, I don't know if I was crying or laughing, it was like a torn soul being put together again.

　　 Obviously regained freedom, but it was painful as if everything was lost.

　　 cry silently.

　　 "If you want to have a trial, go to the Grand Master and the Chief Secretary for yourself. They will rule on what you did, but I won't. I have more important things to do."

　　 Huaishi waved away the blade, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the Nibelungen, you can go."

　　 Auguste said nothing more.

　　 raised his palm~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The dim Nibelungen Ring on the index finger slowly dissipated, and in an instant, appeared on the ten fingers of Huai Shi.

　　 In an instant, the sleeping Frost Giant Legion was connected to the stigmata of the young man.

　　 The dim ring glowed with fiery light.

　　 Along with Huai Shi's advancement, in front of the undead army array, a winter wind suddenly swept across.

　　 The sleeping frost giants walked out of the icy wind, kneeling on the ground respectfully, waiting for orders from the superior.

　　 Right in front of Huai Shi, the shell of the huge tower peeled off layer by layer, falling to the ground amidst the roar, revealing the complicated machinery and countless changing structures.

　　 is between this world, the central tower, completely unfolded!

　　 Dozens of bridges connect the flying modules and buildings to each other, forming this eternal miracle.

　　 Endless flames rose from the top of the heart of the ever-freezing furnace, dispelling the rain of blood and burning wind that enveloped the entire hell, tearing the eternal dusk.

　　 Plants and trees multiply, everything grows up, and a sweet smell is blowing in the wind.

　　 Amidst the endless wailing of despair, an extremely beautiful paradise descends here.

　　 The kingdom of heaven is built on hell.

　　 "Let's go, everyone."

　　 Huaishi looked back and turned to the legion behind him, telling them: "The end is coming. Since we are late, don't let people wait too long..."

　　 Whether it is this war or a painful past...

　　 All this will eventually come to an end.

　　 At that moment, in the frame of the iron crystal seat, black ink finally appeared on the cover of the void book, criss-crossing, and an invisible pen wrote the title, laying the foundation for the miracle.

--"Les Miserables"!