Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 Apocalyptic Forecast Text Volume 653 Abyss Bomb

　　 But he raised his hand to cover his mouth, clenched his teeth firmly, restraining the nausea surging in his chest.

　　 That is the instinctive rejection of the body.

　　 But rejection will not be useful.

　　 Sweat continued to pass, making Miss Huaizhi's face gradually wet.

　　 As the vitality plummeted again, Huaishi felt that the alcohol content in the blood vessels began to soar-incomprehensible, unbelievable. Even this time, even the initial transition phase is gone.

　　 Without warning, he went directly into a deep drunk state!

　　 Until this time, Huai Shi realized that the alcohol originally brought by Bloody Mary had not been metabolized as he thought. Even after the alcohol infusion of Long Island Iced Tea, it resurfaced.

　　 directly crossed the initial stage of mild drunkenness, causing him to fall into an uncontrollable drunkenness.

　　 I still underestimate the skill of the bartender...

　　 Eliza’s alcohol cannot be metabolized!

　　, on the contrary, is like stacking poison, it will increase indefinitely with each round of drinking, until the endurance limit that drops rapidly at the end can no longer resist the erosion of alcohol, and then everything will be over.

　　 "I have watched your previous games. Your resistance is indeed high, but this is not something that can be treated as nothing happened."

　　 Eliza looked down at the embarrassing look of the paper element, and raised her brows happily: "After all, how to get customers drunk quickly is the master of bartenders."

　　 Huai Shi did not respond.

　　 resisting the erosion of alcohol with all his strength, fighting against the urge to lethargy and fainting, has no time to talk.

Eliza shook her head, sighed, and took out the tin box from her pocket. After opening it, she checked the tobacco and cigarette paper. After rolling out one piece skillfully, she stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of the cigarette paper. seal.

　　 "Do you want to smoke?"

　　 She asked casually, but Huaishi did not respond.

　　 She shook her head and sighed, tilted her head and lit it herself. After taking two puffs, she took off the cigarette and stuffed it into the corner of her mouth.

　　 The fragrant tobacco scent was mixed with unknown powder, which made Huaishi's dizzy consciousness gradually awake.

　　 is only temporarily.

　　 "Surrender?" Eliza asked, "You look like this, let alone the next round. Even bartending can't continue, right?"

　　 In a brief period of sobriety and trance, Huai Shi propped up her body and looked at her opponent who was glowing with a ghost in front of her.

　　 smiled slightly.

　　 "It's not time to admit defeat... Besides, who said I can't solve it?"

　　 "I don't hate girls with hard lips."

Eliza smiled. Before she finished speaking, she saw Huai Shi’s hand... a short Yingzhou-style knife that was as short as a rib slowly emerged, with scarlet blood in the overlapping feathers, so fierce. Stubborn.

　　 In front of everyone, Huai Shi raised her knife, turned the handle, and aimed it at her neck.

　　 The position of the aorta, stab off!

　　 Eliza suddenly changed her face, reaching out to stop her.

　　 is too obtrusive!

　　 She didn't understand why this opponent wanted to commit suicide if she won, but she instinctively didn't want blood to appear in front of her workbench, and she didn't want this opponent who made her so happy to die for this reason.

　　 But it's too late.

　　 The blade plunged into Huaishi's neck.

　　 pierced in from the left side and passed out from the right side.

　　 did not expect the blood splashing scene.

　　 is like a toy to scare people.

　　 But now, Huai Shi raises her hand without incident, her eyes are gradually clearing, and she is regaining consciousness.

　　 gradually normal.

　　 It is true that the alcohol in the blood cannot be metabolized, so simply... it would be better to let go of the alcohol with the blood!

　　 In this way, countless blood with the sweet smell of alcohol followed the resentment, flowed into the cage of dreams, and was eaten by the crows bit by bit.

　　 This one is too exaggerated. The alcohol content enough for hundreds of people to die of drunkenness quickly loses from Huaishi's body. Then flowed to the innocent crows...

　　 Next, Shaosiming's hematopoietic function is activated.

　　 The huge vitality originating from the mountain ghost surged and quickly transformed into blood. Huaishi took a deep breath, took off the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and flicked the ash.

　　 "Thank you for the smoke."

　　 Eliza’s expression did not show the joy and anger: "After getting drunk in the drinking contest, go to the bathroom and quietly induce vomiting...this is cheating, Miss Huaizhi."

　　 "No, this is what I'm preparing for the last drink of the day." Huai Shi smiled slyly, "Besides, there is no rule that you are not allowed to bleed yourself in the game, right?"

　　 Yes, this is the material for the last glass of bartending today.

　　 Anyway, he just said that. As for whether to make the last cup...Can't I just change the recipe temporarily?

　　 casually pulled out the resentment that was washed by the wine, and Xue Zhen took it back.

　　 Huaishi's other hand picked up the empty porcelain bottle again, refilled it with sake, and inserted it directly into the ice bucket. Then, the forging furnace restarts!

　　 This time, it is no longer a high fever, on the contrary, countless chills are shrinking inward rapidly.

　　 The ice in the ice bucket melts at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 Because the heat is being transferred from the inside of the porcelain bottle to the outside.

　　 is still the water refining in alchemy, the fluid transformation method in the craftsman's craft, injecting the essence of disaster from **** into it.

　　 Soon, the piercingly gray sake poured into Eliza's glass.

　　 "Special sake and mulberry."

　　 Huaishi smiled: "Spoiler, this is a different feeling from anger, be careful."

　　 Sangran.

　　 Eliza lowered her head, staring at the gloomy and heavy color in the wine glass, her brows slowly raised.

　　 is indeed the color of Sangran.

　　 However, this color is really sad.

　　 was in a trance, and suddenly became sad.

　　 No matter how thick the nerves are, Eliza is also a woman. The more gentle her nature, the more likely she is to feel hurt.

　　 After this involuntary sigh passed, she finally reacted, but the cup in front of her was empty.

　　 There is only a line of coldness, which descends along the throat at the moment of absent-minded drinking, with a cold aroma of wine, and the coldness and loneliness that can't be extinguished even by the flames of the entire world.

　　 The chill is spreading.

　　 Her movements are stiff in place.

　　 It's like freezing, it's hard to breathe, and it's hard to be sad.

　　 The unforgettable past comes to mind again with this cold, and what it brings is heart-wrenching sadness and loneliness.

　　 She tried hard to raise her wrist, but when the joints rubbed, she made a sharp noise.

　　 is difficult to move.

　　 Even... hard to breathe.

　　Because of being restrained, from the inside out...

　　 In the shattered stern voice, a projection in the soul emerged, and a dark and illusory chain broke through her lungs and extended from the body.

　　 penetrated the joints, bound the muscles, surrounded the lungs and internal organs, and finally gathered on the hard beating heart.

　　 gradually narrowed inward.

　　——The lock of sorrow!

　　 doesn't care that Eliza can no longer drink, but Huaishi herself drinks one cup after another, savoring the sadness and loneliness that once belonged to her.

　　 This kind of thing, just one cup is enough.

No amount of 　　 will have any effect.

　　 can be lonely and sad to such an extent... it is really unexpected.

　　 Huai Shi lowered his eyes.

　　Behind the bar in front of him, countless chains have been pierced from Eliza's body, tying her layer by layer, and the frantic proliferation and spread, almost encompassing the entire arena.

　　 The majestic and tyrannical source of origin fluctuates and spreads, pressing everyone out of breath.

　　 Huai Shi, who was close at hand, couldn't bear the sad aftermath.

　　 He can only be grateful from the heart. He didn't fight life and death with such an opponent, but went to a showdown between the cook and the devil... Otherwise, it would probably be himself who lost and died?

　　 Huaishi has always known that Eliza is a strong one.

　　 But I didn't expect that she could be so strong...Even in Tier 4, few people can match her, right?

　　 "As expected, the explorer who won the Medal of Lone Wolf, Ms. Eliza."

　　 Huaishi raised his head, drank the last drop of mulberry wine in the porcelain bottle, and sighed softly: "This determination and this strength are really awesome."

　　 collapse!

　　 The broken voice sounded.

　　 That is the wailing of sadness being crushed.

　　 Cracks appeared on the countless chains, and the cord of grief collapsed before Eliza's raised eyes. The torrential noise of the sea emerged from that thin body.

　　 The phantom of the skinny ferryman emerged from the torrent of the Styx, looking towards the earthly indifferent overlooking, and in an instant, the rushing Styx disappeared without a trace.

　　 Charon!

　　Roman pedigree·Fourth order-Styx Ferry·Charon!

　　 Eliza raised her eyes, took a deep breath, clenched her fists slightly, and the shabby chain net instantly collapsed.

　　 Now, Huai Shi can finally understand... how she bears the curse of the ruler.

　　 Because this woman is really unreasonable and strong!

　　 Only by determination, I can crush my grief. Relying on your own strength, you can bear the curse of the ruler... With such strength, trouble you to kill and make more goods!

　　 Why come to work?

　　 Huai Shi Cannian shook his head ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ desperate for this too fantasy world.

　　 "I have to admit, Miss Huaizhi——"

　　 Eliza raised her eyes and sighed solemnly: "You are an opponent I can't beat with alcohol. From this round on, I will really start using the bartender's methods."

"me too."

　　 Huaishi smiled and responded: "I have found your weakness, Ms. Eliza."

　　 "Then it will be a showdown, Miss Paper."

　　 Eliza smiled, raised her hand, and took off the ring on her left index finger. At that moment, a thousand times more darkness than before gushed out from between the five fingers.

　　 The curse of decline instantly enveloped the entire audience, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

　　 From the illusion of ashes, the already dead ruler raised his eyes and stared toward the world. That is the last reflection left behind.

　　 Just existence is enough to make people freeze.

　　 In the beer barrel in front of Eliza, the valve opened, and a dark beer with pale foam appeared in the glass.

　　 And just between the five fingers of Eliza's left hand, in the small wine glass, endless malice appeared in the color of vodka.

　　 The death of hurt is condensed into a curse.

　　, along with the little glass, fell into the dark beer.

　　 just made a soft click.

　　 It was the dull sound of death falling.

　　 "Deep Water...No, this is an abyss bomb specially made for you."

　　 She stared at the smiling woman in front of her, and said softly: "Please enjoy, Miss Huaizhi, for a rival like you, you deserve such a privilege."