Apocalyptic Forecast

The first thousand and forty-two chapters of destruction and blessings (thanks to the leader of Shiling

Thick black smoke rose into the sky.

When the countless towers were broken, the rusty Tallinn, which was covered by the clouds, failed to usher in the clear sky, but was shrouded in more dense darkness.

The scorching hot wind mixed with a pungent air blasted in the sky, rolling thick smoke, spreading in all directions.

The original dead-head settlement has already become a piece of scorched earth.

Now, on the scorched earth, the huge furnace is releasing billowing heat, like a dark monster crawling on the ground.

The horrible flames have burned for two days and nights.

Countless steel birds hovered in the air, rising and falling in groups, pulling ropes, and throwing materials and vehicles into the furnace.

In the factory made up of huge machinery, there was a continuous roar.

The kobolds wearing gas masks have long been smoked to darkness. They traveled in the thick smoke, carrying trucks of iron ingots that have not been cooled down from the assembly line and sent them to the processing equipment at the other end. Soon, the equipment at the other end will spit out the finished product and send it to the next processing window along the conveyor belt of the assembly line.

Smelting, forging, stamping, welding... Those large and rough ancient models have been completely eliminated in the present situation, but now they are re-used in hell.

At the end of the assembly line, hundreds of humanoids were busy urgently, following the instructions from Beelzebub, hurriedly assembling the large-scale equipment.

These artificial people with horns and bleating are all Gregory's reserve tools.

Compound smelting with the miracle of Golden Fleece and Dragon Tooth Soldier has considerable deep adaptability.

Their names are written on reels woven from wool and gold threads, transcribed in ashes, and given secret instruments during the birth process.

The dying body is just their carrier. After years of use and maintenance, they have acquired the knowledge and ability to operate alchemical instruments and perform precise operations.

Now, under their operation, the originally mighty and ferocious solar ship has changed beyond recognition...

Disintegrated again.

The welded outer armor was completely dismantled and rebuilt and maintained. The hull was also disassembled under the large lifting equipment.

It looks like a whale being dissected.

The ship's surface construction was completely dismantled, the hull was cut, the deck was overturned, the ship's frame was restructured, and the equipment and instruments were all sorted out and spread around.

Many different cabin structures have ushered in a new round of adjustments, and all the main engine, transmission layer, propulsion structure, auxiliary machinery and other equipment are all exposed.

"Too much, woohoo, too much."

Raymond wiped his tears beside him: "The sun boat, my sun boat."

"Okay, okay, almost done."

The prow of the red dragon was placed next to him, squinting at him: "Free modification and upgrade, I didn't cry, why are you crying. If we look back, we will change it back."

"I just cry for this, okay!"

Raymond burst into tears, and he became more and more sad: "Think about changing it after I go back. How many **** loans will it take to repay it."

Maybe I have to be more than 90 years of tool people! "

The thought of going through another ninety years of life like sitting on a chair and having people hitting you with cannons, he has already lost all thoughts.

At this moment, accompanied by the high-pitched alarm of the crane. A huge shadow passed slowly through the air.

A huge keel covered with iron light slowly fell from the air under the traction of steel cables, causing a deep roar.

That is the remains of the dwarf king.

Even the sturdy material that cannot be processed by Guixu and the fire of alchemy is a precious material with extremely strong conductivity to all disasters and miracles.

Temporary furnaces do not have the temperature to completely smelt them, but this does not prevent them from being reused after modification.

Especially when Huai Shi disassembled all the bones perfectly.

After Anton and Gregory's continuous reconstruction these days, they have used the recast iron as the connection to reassemble the bone.

The interior is engraved with an alchemical matrix as conduction, and then covered with six layers of alloys with different properties as protection. The final result is the new keel of the solar ship!

Except for the first time, part of the nerves and blood vessels were also preserved under Gregory's suggestion.

After being processed by alchemy, this part of the material replaced the original composite cable, reducing part of their demand for high-precision chips and instruments, and even the transmission efficiency was better than before.

After all, he was once the king of dwarves.

Even after rebirth, it has been lowered from the status of the former ruler, but its corpse still has many amazing effects.

"It's all treasures all over!"

Foster looked at the location of the furnace and sighed, "It has been burning for two days, and energy is still being produced. Isn't this too resistant to burning?"

"After all, it is the remains of the ruler, with four crown wearers outside. It is not surprising that most of the vitality of rusting Tallinn is still inside."

Gregory clicked his mouth, only feeling the smell of lemon.

It's too sour.

Who can let people know the tools besides the good materials?

There is the pure matchmaker of Saint-Germain's alchemy fire, and the secret instrument of Helios, even a single stone can squeeze out oil.

Such a good thing makes even a great master jealous.

As a result, Huai Shi only used steel making, explosives and rubbing red bottles, and he was almost mad.

These days, he didn't think about making up lessons for Huai Shi, but he didn't expect that the foundation of Huai Shi was so strange.

Once out of the metal science and primordial science category, other talents would be equivalent to no other talents. These two were still topped by the hand of forbidden and casting, and they simply went to the grandma's house.

Gregory is about to talk about cerebral hemorrhage just for the high-level basic application of change science.

Later, he also gave up.

This kind of thing, I really can't force it...

Just as the two were chatting, a scorching wind rose again amid the roar of the distance.

In the foul-smelling wind, the thick smoke in the sky stirred, combined with the water vapor, and then sprinkled gray-black rain on the ground, flowing viscously.

Chirp, like asphalt.

Under the huge curtain, Foster was smoking a cigarette, looking at the thick smoke and fire that still billowed behind the rain curtain, and everything they had personally created, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Man-made **** and natural hell, these two things put together, it is hard to tell which one is more hell."

"It's all hell, no difference."

Gregory thought for a moment, and replied, "However, we can at least choose one of them."

"Curry-flavored **** and shit-flavored curry, there is nothing to choose."

Foster leaned on the recliner and covered his face with a hat: "I will sleep for a while, and remember to call me at dinner... By the way, what are you eating for dinner?"

"Uh, curry?"

"..."

In the silence, snoring sounded from under the hat.

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In the gloom, Huai Shi stood in the hot and humid greenhouse.

In the basement of the Evergreen settlement, on the simple four walls are inlaid blocks of gray scale-like masonry, overlapping each other, as if this place is already surrounded and enveloped by a serpent.

On the bricks and stones, murals from the abyss are smeared, telling endless wars, the existence of the ring of eternity, the deeds of the merciful and cruel mother, and the great achievements of countless snake-man warriors...

The temperature that is too humid and sultry for people is quite comfortable and cozy for snake people. Standing in it, you can hear the squeaky sounds coming from the countless eggs on the ground around you.

Under the command of the shamans, the pregnant female snakes also hugged their babies, standing quietly on the periphery, without making any sound.

"Follow your request, everything is ready, Lord Huaishi." The elder respectfully reported: "If you have any other needs, you can always give orders."

"No, that's enough."

Huai Shi looked around, and did not ask for more auxiliary secrets and tributes.

Originally, there should be more blood and more sacrifices here, pray to the ring of eternity, pray for it to give gifts and enhance the vitality of the young.

But Shao Siming’s blessing doesn’t have to be so troublesome, as long as Huai Shi is there. It even does not conflict with the transformation ritual of the snake man, and can be superimposed on each other.

What's more, he still has a miracle engraving and Tianwen in hand.

Although it can't be fully invoked, there is nothing more suitable for the divinity of lifelessness than this as the mediator of the mystery.

The only requirement is darkness.

Pure darkness.

Don't have any light.

Only in this way can the shadow source material circulate in the smoothest way.

When Huai Shi took out the jade crown, Guixu opened it on its own, covering the entire greenhouse.

All the light was extinguished, but in the darkness, unexpectedly, it did not make people feel horrible, but there was a kind of oily silence and tranquility.

Involuntarily relaxed.

Even the elders subconsciously yawned, feeling a moment of sleepiness, and then woke up, only to find that the people around him had lowered their eyes at some point.

Fallen into a light sleep.

Huai Shi walked in this darkness, took a deep breath, folded his hands, and knocked the first syllable.

At that moment, the ceremony had already begun.

In the darkness, the echo drummed, and successive small sounds overlapped in one place, forming a fading beat. When Huai Shi played the drum for the second time, new power was poured into it, causing the dissipated echo to evolve again.

Those small and deep voices overlap each other.

In the end, a dreamlike sound was formed, as if an invisible soul played the melody, and in the sound of drums and flutes, there were distant and vague humming faintly spreading.

In the darkness, Huai Shi closed her eyes.

With the sound of that tune, he sang: "Autumn Lanxi is moose, Luo Shengxi under the hall, green leaves are blooming, and Fangfeifeixi is attacking. Madam Xi has her own beautiful son, why is Sun sad?"

In autumn, bluegrass and fine leaves ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are all over the courtyard, with the green leaves sandwiching the white flowers, and the fragrance is lingering. People give birth to children, why are you worried?

The chapter of Shao Si Ming from the nine songs is sung by Huai Shi here.

In the echo of the singing, he felt the divinity in his soul functioning on its own, and there was even a faint sign of division.

But that was not a collapse like a collapse, but a phenomenon that seemed to happen naturally.

split into two.

After breaking away from his own control, running in this darkness, it seemed as if they had gathered in a wonderful and noble silhouette. Immediately afterwards, when countless miraculous spots of light fell like rain, a deep and gentle singing sounded from the operation of the divine nature, which matched the singing of Huai Shi.

It was as if the real young master's fate had come.

"Autumn orchids are green, green leaves are purple stems, the house is full of beauties, Suddenly alone and Yu Xi's eyes become..."

Using bluegrass to refer to the heirs and descendants, it is as if the passing **** cast a gentle view from the distant past to the present, and extend his blessings.

Under the ray of distant gaze, everything was given the blessing from the young man. Happy because of meeting, and sad because of parting.

The divinities of Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming stirred each other, shed mercy toward hell.

After a long time, when the lingering sound of the singing dissipated, the quiet darkness gradually dissipated. Under the faint ray of light, all the recipients in the greenhouse discovered the wet marks on the corners of their eyes.

Unconsciously shed tears.

The sound of cracking eggshells sounded, and more and more larvae broke out, their wet noses lifted up, sniffing the hot and humid air.

And the scent of bluegrass that is gradually dissipating.

The sound of the tweet is fine.

Full of life.

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