Apocalyptic Forecast

　　The Apocalypse Forecast Text Volume Chapter 704 The story of your life is long and sleepy like never ending.

　　 In the gap between the drowsiness and the drowsiness, Huai Shi was awakened by the sound next to him, opened his eyes and saw the broken ceiling.

　　 is in an abandoned shrine.

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

　　Beside him, the bonfire is burning vigorously and warmly.

　　 Huaishi tried to move his body, but after that, he felt severe pain everywhere in the bone marrow. It was difficult to move, and he didn't even feel half of his body...

　　 numb.

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

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

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

　　 can finally breathe easily.

　　 I'll wake up later, I'm afraid it's not going to be amputated.

　　 Huaishi sucked in the air, reluctantly propped up his 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.

　　 is Izzy and another person.

　　 This American nobleman no longer smokes a cigar, but stands under the steps, lowering his head, as if listening to admonition and teaching.

　　 "...Please tell Mamaquilia for me."

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

"I will."

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

　　 "Huh? 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 back. I just brewed it 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. If you pour it, you will have diarrhea. "

"Uh……"

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

　　 "Okay." Badr nodded.

　　 But Iz was still standing there, as if waiting for something. After seeing that Badr had no response, he was taken aback for a while, and he 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 wine jar, he sprinkled 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 your family have so many good wines that you can't finish drinking."

　　 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 masters to die drunk. While drinking?

　　, after all, is the wish and blessing of the gods, the proof of seeing, as a messenger, there is no room for him to pick and choose.

　　 I only hope that Mamakilia 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.

　　 sacred and solemn, but unfortunately the scope does not 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 hair style?" Huai Shi slumped on the wall, helplessly complaining.

　　 "I was born like this, I can't help it, I'm 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 also stuffed Huaishi a glass.

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

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

　　 "Hey, can you show me something like a god?"

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

　　 Badr scratched his head in embarrassment, "Not only is he not like a god, he is not even like a Viking. I used to be told by my father because of this, if this continues, it will be difficult for mortals to respect me or something.

　　 But, let me say, it doesn’t matter whether you are in awe or not. It’s 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.

　　 is not from the place where the glasses are 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 embarrassedly: "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...growth?

　　Compared with what you saw between Huai poems, "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, the hairs constantly shed light, 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 a bit."

　　 can't resist, this attraction comes from the real world!

　　With the gradual recovery of Badr, the gravitational pull of the Pillar of Souls has gradually increased, pulling on 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 device has been successful.

　　 The dead gods are resurrected.

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

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

　　 It's a pity that Fenrir's miracle engraving can't be delayed for too 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 pass the blunder, I want to go home and have a look. Unfortunately, home is too far away."

　　He said: "It's too late."

　　 "Wait, Badr!"

　　 Huaishi 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 more home in this world.

　　 Since hundreds of years ago...

　　 Huaishi fell silent, speechless.

　　 can't find anything, go 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 afterimages in his memories, and said fascinatingly: "It means that on the sea, there is a lonely old man living in a very high house with many floors. His life is peaceful and peaceful.

　　 But the sea water rises every year, so he has to build houses on higher floors... Over time, all the houses piled together, they will be like building blocks.

　　 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 his shoulders relievedly, "At least I don't have to think about the old house in the sea anymore, right?"

　　 "..." Huai Shi did not speak.

　　 But in the silence, the sense of weightlessness intensified again.

　　 Helios began to accelerate.

　　 "It looks like I have to go, Huai Shi."

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

　　 Fish **** like you very much, you guys can get along. "

　　 Huaishi opened his mouth to speak, but the feeling of drowsiness became stronger. The power from the wine soaked his soul and made up for his damage, but his consciousness began to groan 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 send me off, where is not where you should go."

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

　　 "You are going back to the world, Huaishi." 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 Huaishi, maintaining 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, he gritted his teeth, but didn't have the courage to make up his mind.

　　 It's shameful to say...

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

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

　　 "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?"

　　 Tongji 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 scheming arrangements, you will always be in unexpected ways. If something goes wrong, your father will suffer a lot because of it."

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

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

　　Tongji paused, and solemnly said, "However, as far as I know, in some cases... in some important times, destiny 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 in any way, but in its essence, you will feel that it is actually a bitch, and there is no principle at all."

　　 Tongji 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...

　　, in modern terms, it should be in a superposition state of events, right? It sounds really sci-fi, and 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 be dead 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 is still an infinite guess."

　　 "Sometimes, a little ambiguous and vague, it will be more romantic-I guess you don't understand this kind of reason?"

　　Tongji did not insist on how correct her statement was. On the contrary, she seemed to be talking about an interesting rumor, and she was very interested: "Even if it is flawed and catching the wind, it can at least explain what happened, isn't it?

　　The impact of the mysterious instrument and the possible consequences are too large for the current situation, causing the destiny to shift spontaneously, and I want to correct everything back to the right track.

　　 Therefore, all this happened. "

　　 will have 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 of the rebirth of the gods outside the current world, it is a huge disaster to the current world. 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 was taken aback 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?"

　　 "...just a little bit."

　　 Badr sighed: "If you 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 shame.

　　 "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 is enough to make sense to you."

　　 Tongji paused, with a solemn expression, expressing gratitude to the **** before her: "Thank you for everything you have done for Huaishi, Badr."

　　 She said, "Thank you."

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

"It will not happen."

　　Tongji looked disgusted, "The guy who talks about the black history of good-hearted people will not be sympathetic-besides, isn't there a promise waiting for you?"

　　 She reminded: "That's yours alone, promise."

　　 Badr was stunned.

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

　　 For so many years, she has been keeping 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 to go to 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 well, Badr."

　　 Tongji approvingly said, "You really are the kindest god——"

　　 At that moment, mistletoe pierced his chest.

　　 does not feel pain, nor does it feel scared.

　　 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 brought 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 that sentence again:

　　 "——Let Hela get what you want!"

　　At that moment, the invisible bridge was connected 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 come to fulfill the contract, as if she couldn't believe it, she didn't dare to reach out to touch his face.

　　 "Sorry, I kept 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...

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

　　 smiled and said goodbye.

　　 Thank you for this short meeting.

　　 Farewell, my friend.

　　 Please, mourn for me...

　　 "Huh? Did you really leave like this?"

Tong Ji stood in place, 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, you should get out of here too, right? It's finished."

　　 "I'm different from Odin's son. As long as I can linger for a while, I will continue to linger."

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

　　 In the place where the gods have disappeared, a more brilliant flame rises and spreads-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 realm. This power cannot pass through the axis of the world and successfully return.

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

　　 Zeus wants to see how she will solve the final ending~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's very simple, Zeus. "

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

　　 Zeus frowned suspiciously.

　　 is hard to understand.

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

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

　　 Tongji looked back and looked into the temple.

　　 There is indeed a ready-made substitute.

　　 A **** descendant who once carried Badr can almost be regarded as the existence of the human incarnation of the King of Light... As a candidate to replace Badr, it is indeed unmatched.

　　 But the problem is...

　　 "Can you think of this?"

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

　　 Didn't you say that the contractor is very important and should be cherished!

　　Even if it is as shameless as him, I 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 the descendant of Badr, that was my contractor."

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

　　 Even if he can't save it all, at least he has to leave him something memorable.

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

　　 I am ashamed to say, the Night City is so fun... that... Since it’s changed today, tomorrow, I won’t be back... (Far Eyes