Apocalyptic Forecast

　　Apocalypse Prediction Text Volume Chapter 602 Resentment Facing such a serious reason, Russell found himself speechless.

　　 And that illusory figure has dissipated again, turned into a pitch black bird, spread its wings, dexterously passed through layers of blockades and defenses, passed a long distance, and returned to the sky under the ivory tower.

　　 After finding the correct direction, he fell down.

　　 penetrates through layers of walls.

　　 fell from the sky and came to the alchemy workshop of the hermetic seal.

　　 Then, I saw the darkness of the riot.

　　 Despair is shrinking, and under the transformation of the fire of alchemy and the hand of the forbidden, it gradually changes in quality and takes shape again...

　　 In Huai Shi's hand, between the five fingers that turned into steel, the original heavy iron ingot has condensed into an illusory outline, which he gripped tightly.

　　 In the forge of the caster, the source material and iron began to transform again.

　　 Gradually, it became clearer.

　　 emerged the outline of a sharp blade.

　　 At that moment, countless desperation of crazily proliferation and spreading in the air suddenly shocked, and then, being pulled by an invisible force, it collapsed inward, constricted...

　　 The sharp voice of steel growth burst out.

　　In the hands of Huai Shi, metal crystals are proliferating, moving forward and extending rapidly. Despair was given the body, hatred was given the edge, and the curse was given the shape.

　　 The darkness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

　　 With the burning of the alchemy fire, in the hands of Huai Shi, a pitch-black sharp blade finally emerged in its own ferocious outline.

　　 The whine of the cracked secret instrument spreads.

The sharp breath of 　　 from here, instantly brought a chilling sense of oppression.

　　 If there are substantial cut marks bursting from the ground and walls.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

　　Never mind the fierce aura leaked from the secret instrument, his eyes widened, and he stepped forward, almost lying in front of the boundary, staring at the weapon in Huai Shi's hand.

　　 "How fierce, how wonderful! A sharp enough to compete with Muramasa... Is this the technology left by the casters?"

　　 The old man’s eyes were burning with fanatical flames, staring at the fading blade in Huai Shi’s hand, almost dancing with excitement.

　　 In the flowing darkness, a cold and slender blade emerged from Huai Shi's hand, extending forward... After crossing the exaggerated scale, it outlined a sharp outline.

　　 That is... Taito!

　　 But even if it is too sword, the length is too exaggerated.

　　 Just glance at it, and usually get absolutely accurate data.

　　 "Seven feet, nine inches and six points!"

　　 The eyes of the old alchemist swept over the blade, staring at every detail on it: "Is this type of shape a miracle? It's really eye-opening!"

　　 But before his words fell, there was a broken voice in Huai Shi's hand.

　　 Everyone was stunned.

　　 In the hands of Huai Shi, that big sword with an astonishing length was broken at this moment!

　　 broke from the center, then shattered into thousands of pieces, flying in all directions, quickly blurred and dim.

　　 Finally, disappeared without a trace.

　　 Usually sluggish in place, as if petrified, it is difficult to accept the ending: "Lost...failed?"

　　 "No, on the contrary..."

In the corner of 　　, Asuka's outline smiled: "It's a success!"

　　 At that moment, Huaishi finally raised his hand, the banner unfolded, the Bone Burying Sanctuary opened suddenly, and the billowing darkness roared out with the overwhelming tide of steel crow.

　　 But this time, what the overwhelming wave of crows reflects is no longer the iron light, but the return to the chaotic darkness of the past... It's just that this darkness is too hideous!

　　 The once desperate frenzy emerged again.

　　 The steel crows spread their wings, and their bodies are surrounded by darkness, with scarlet eyes full of fierceness. When the vertical sound neighed, that sharp sound tore the fragile protection and spread to all directions.

　　 greedily prey.

　　 Within a few hundred meters of the entire laboratory, all the abyss deposits, all the unidentified objects, and all the eroding species lurking in the shadows were completely swallowed by the crows at the fingertips!

　　 And when Huai Shi raised his hand, the mighty crow tide gathered, and after releasing the shackles of the form, countless heavy steel feathers were scattered and returned to Huai Shi's hands again.

The texture of 　　 feathers overlaps in one place, forming a complicated and solemn haber pattern.

　　 The blade that grows and extends like a machine forms a slender arc, and the hideous edge emerges again, and the curse turns into fierce blood flowing on the edge of the blade, dripping and spreading from top to bottom, and finally dissipating in the air.

　　 leaves traces of scarlet.

　　 "That's it!"

　　 Huai Shi Xin waved the fierce iron in his hand, showing a happy smile.

　　 But when he turned his head, he saw that his student backed away in horror. Only the old man with his head held high, stood there excitedly, staring at the evil ghost in his eyes.

　　 That's right, that's exactly the vicious ghosts and gods walking in the world!

　　 For how terrible I am at this moment, I am unconscious, even smiling.

　　 is in the **** shroud, walking forward, holding the blade of killing life in his hand, just like the legendary king of Dajiangshan walking on the road of Pingjing, killing everything and destroying everything

　　 Stepping on the bones brings despair.

　　 That's really... so wonderful!

"first name……"

　　 His lips were trembling with excitement, and he couldn't wait to step forward, wanting to know: "Does it have a name? Mr. Huaishi!"

　　 Huaishi was taken aback, and looked down at the weapon in his hand.

　　 "Name?"

　　 Right on the blade, there are faint and ancient words appearing. It is the prayer left by the former casters, and now only Huai Shi can understand the language in the world.

　　 If you use the words of the real world to describe it, there are only four words.

　　-birth, old age, sickness, and death.

　　 This is the essence born out of endless despair.

　　 "Resentment."

　　 Beside, a familiar voice came: "Just call it ‘resentment’."

　　Death silence came in an instant, and a strange figure appeared beside Huai Shi, took the Odachi sword from his hand, waved it decently twice, and nodded happily.

　　 "As far as novices are concerned, it is already a rare and excellent result, well done, Huai Shi."

　　 Yuanyuan's eyes widened, shocked and unbelievable.

　　Who is that woman!

　　 Why are you so familiar with your teacher! Still hooking shoulders! And I want to post with Huai Shi...

　　 subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his waist, but found that he did not bring Shanjun over when he went out.

　　 Even Huai Shi was stunned, looking at Tong Ji in front of her.

　　 I don’t know why she suddenly appeared in front of others.

　　 But when she looked over with a smile, she got up helplessly, okay, most of them came out to play as soon as she became interested.

　　 Then, Tong Ji raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

　　 Time seems to freeze in an instant.

　　 The pause button was pressed.

　　 She turned her head and looked at Huai Shi in a hurry: "What's the matter? It looks like a ghost?"

　　 "No, it's just that you are not used to being outside." Huai Shi shook his head and looked around: "Is it okay?"

　　 "What if there is?"

　　Tongji leaned closer, looking at his pupils, "It may be very troublesome to leak the news...Will you help me silence it?"

　　 "...you are thinking about fart."

　　 Huaishi rolled her eyes: "It's no help, wait for death, and say goodbye."

　　 "Well, no kidding-as your contractor, the moment you made such an excellent work for the first time, why should you share it with you."

Tongji bowed her head, screaming at Odachi, who was a head higher than herself, and commented enthusiastically: "The use of alchemy fire and the forbidden hand can be evaluated with full marks, but the use of the forge of the forge is not so. Convenient things, a little error, it is inexperienced, but it can be made up.

　　 The final result, without a doubt, is top grade! "

　　 She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with a gratified smile: "Congratulations, Huai Shi, you are already an excellent alchemist."

"Still a long way to go."

　　 Huaishi shook his head, "You said it yourself, is it resentment, isn't it? Not despair."

　　 Although the results are still excellent, but the distance to perfection is still a bit short.

　　 Unable to transform the radiating resentment into introverted despair.

　　 The purity of loss.

　　 "This can be supplemented by follow-up. The forger's technology is better than alchemy in that it can continuously improve the work, instead of determining the final result at the moment it is released like alchemy."

Tong Ji sighed: "Besides, don't make a mistake about the comparison object, Huai Shi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Whether it's an ivory tower or an iron crystal seat, or the Shikegaku Society, there are no alchemists you have ever seen. The exception is the genius among the geniuses, the outstanding ones, and even the unattainable masters.

　　 It’s right to have a higher eye. If you always look up, you will be very tired to live.

It’s not that you have gone through so long practice and training since you were young, nor have they devoted themselves to the pursuit of miracles. Being able to rank alongside them with your mediocre aptitude in alchemy already shows how precious your results are. . "

　　 As he said, in Tongji's hand, the Daito Resentment once again collapsed into countless feathers, disappearing into the air.

　　 And Huaishi felt that in her soul, there was once again a fierce elemental weapon.

　　 Huai Shi was taken aback, his brows frowned.

　　 "How is it, you should have noticed it too?" Tong Ji asked.

　　 Huai poem nods.

　　 It is not just resentment and hatred, but almost all weapons, including the Axe of Wrath, still have the surplus power for the next step. But what surprised him was that he originally thought that the most complete of all the source-quality weapons should be the sword of virtue.

　　 But now it seems that it is a source of sorrow?

　　 Not only that, purely speaking of the degree of completeness, the claim of grief would almost be able to completely become a physical border relic, even after Huai Shi died, it could continue to exist.

　　 is hard to understand.

　　 But it is indeed different from other weapons.

　　 Huaishi finally remembered the trophies she had obtained in Yematai, and accepted Kitty’s commission to kill the other princes as an advance payment.

　　 That chain that binds to the rope of sorrow!