Apocalyptic Forecast

Waiting for dusk.

　　 In silence, the three people looked at each other in the front cab, frowning.

　　 Huai Shi probed, through the window, he could see the decadent scene in the dilapidated station outside, as well as the sunlight falling from the crack in the canopy.

　　 It is not yet clear whether the sunlight here is a natural phenomenon or the reflection of the current situation in the abyss, or what terrifying miracle and disaster.

　　 But generally speaking, this should be the most blazing moment of the noon sun.

　　 If there really is a day-night cycle here, there may be quite a long time before dusk arrives. But the question is-why wait for dusk?

　　 And, why is there no one in the built station?

　　 Andrea muttered for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Is there a response to our signal?"

　　 "There is too much clutter, and the source quality signal here is attenuated too fast, and conventional communication methods are not available. Moreover, the branch hospital has been in a silent state of communication for a long time, and may not respond to us."

　　Raymond said: "We can only wait."

　　 In other words, after leaving the ivory tower, their support team came to hell, but strangely lost contact with the branch named Tiejingzuo.

　　 It seems that I had traveled a long distance before, but when I arrived, I found that the door was closed tightly, and I couldn't live in the guest house with a letter of introduction.

　　 I can't reach anyone if I want to make a phone call.

　　 can only feel the strange gaze of the surroundings on the empty street, and then realize that he knows nothing about the local area.

　　 "Is it possible that something went wrong with the iron crystal seat?"

　　 Huai Shi estimated the degree of dust and decadence outside the window, and felt that at least one or two months had been left unattended, and he couldn't help but be vigilant.

　　 The worst plan is that the iron crystal seat may be good before they go out, and the iron crystal seat will be gone after they get to the place...

　　 But for such a big thing, the school will not let them continue to jump into the pit.

　　 Even if Russell was frantically trying to arrange a death method for Huai Shi, he wouldn't have tied so many people on his body. Compared to this, he was willing to believe that they encountered an unknown undercurrent when they dived, and they accidentally crossed the time to come several years later.

　　In hell, everything possible and impossible can happen.

　　 is just a matter of chance.

After silently recalling the abyss survival manual that Lucien gave to him, Huai Shi was still at a loss. In many cases, no matter how many ways to deal with it, it is actually useless. When facing the status quo, always make it. It's a decision.

　　 Otherwise, I can only stand still and wait to die.

　　 Maybe I’m just waiting here. A kun came from the sky and opened my mouth to gnaw at the station.

　　 This is just the easiest way to die.

　　 In the unknown strange hell, no one knows whether the actions they make will bring deeper disasters.

　　 Sometimes you can only choose the lesser of the two evils. When you are about to die of thirst, try to drink two sips of bad wine as little as possible.

　　 "Close the carriage, equip the overhead armor, and give priority to maintaining the operation of the depth balancer."

　　 Team leader Andrea raised her head and made the first decision: "I remember Raymond brought your car with you?"

　　 "The support vehicle, the driver in hell." Raymond pinched a cigarette and asked, "Should all the students go up? The instruments are stuffed inside and it will be a bit crowded."

　　 "It's okay to be more spacious than the coffin, don't worry about that much, just do it." Andrea said: "Stay out, help at critical times may not add more chaos."

　　 "Should we wait?"

　　 Huai Shi asked, and glanced at the stone stele lastly: "Is it possible that it was the trick of the Ivy League? Or...we went to the wrong place?"

"Sneaking in the abyss requires the dual guidance and identification of the current lighthouse and the destination beacon. The Ivy League may possibly interfere with the operation of the lighthouse, but before being determined to be sent to the Yellow Pages by the Astronomical Society, I would never dare to be in such a critical place. Any action. Besides, with their technical ability, they want to crack and imitate the beacon of the ivory tower... it is still three hundred years ago."

　　 Andrea glanced at the stele one last time and told him: “It’s not wrong to have the master’s handwriting on the stele. If it weren’t for him, I’m afraid the stele and surrounding signs won’t be left behind. Don’t worry about its authenticity.

　　 Before we entered the hell, we had already sent the arrival signal from the outside. As a volunteer who does not know the specific situation, it is better to follow the instructions of the master. "

　　 Grandmaster, the highest honor awarded by the Shikama Society after alchemy reached its peak.

　　 But generally speaking, after arriving at this level, there are still two things to say about whether the Torishikama Society will be. It's as if the creators never cared about awards that scholars would look red with.

　　 No one cares about trivial praise.

　　 But now there is only one Great Master with only eleven people in the world. There is only one in the ivory tower. That was the fire-forger who led the construction of the world’s largest edge crystal furnace 31 years ago. The highest person in charge of this **** zone, the direct owner and builder of the iron crystal seat-Mikhail. Ivanovich Zaitsev.

In the 　　 Frontier Relics catalog, there are more than four hundred alchemy formulas derived from his theories and inspirations. Now, the "Summary of Crystallized Matter Melting and Quenching" that cannot be circumvented by all the research on the source of qualitative science comes from his hands. And this thing is just a random draft he wrote while waiting for his ex-wife to put on makeup when he was twenty-nine years old...

The alchemy of Huai Shi has not even entered the field of research 40 years ago.

　　 A giant like this makes them wait here, then they have to wait.

　　 I have to wait until the sky is broken and the earth is cracked.

　　 I have to say that even though the situation is so weird and complicated nowadays, after hearing the name of Grand Master from Andrea, Huai Shi still breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 is equivalent to a horror game with ten dead and no life, just like the guide.

　　 Do not get out of the car, pull down the curtains, keep the indoor temperature, and keep the lighting.

　　 Then...wait for dusk.

　　 Soon, layers of armor emerged from the body with a low sound, overlapping and expanding, directly wrapping the entire train in it, like an iron turtle.

　　 The slender train shrank by almost a third of its length.

　　 All the students followed the instructions and went to the warehouse and got into Raymond’s car.

　　 armor cuts off the inside and outside, Raymond’s truck adds another layer of protection, and the depth balancer maintains the depth of the vehicle and resists the erosion of the abyss.

　　 Under the protection of the triple matryoshka, Huai Shi and the three leaders of the team will never get into trouble.

　　 The next step is to wait patiently.

　　 They sat in front of the monitor and stared at the decaying station outside. Despite the great master's prompt, my heart is inevitably heavy, and I dare not relax at all, let alone chat.

　　 But the more I waited, the more Huaishi felt... something was wrong.

　　 time.

　　 He lowered his head and took out his phone to check the time on it. If he remembers correctly, five hours have passed since they came here.

　　 And the sunlight outside has not changed in any way.

　　 There is no attenuation at all.

　　 He was taken aback for a moment, and he was shocked: There are always problems with day and night in this place... I am afraid there is no way to apply the 24-hour system here, maybe the existence of polar day and polar night is also possible.

　　 three or four months of day and six months of night.

　　 is left for dusk, but only a few days.

　　 Just when he raised his head to speak, his body suddenly stiffened in place, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to move, only the surging premonition of death sprang up from his spine and froze him.

　　 On the monitor display directly opposite him, a dull face had already appeared at some point.

　　 is like a swollen face after drowning, without any features or expressions.

　　 Only one right eye, which is almost abnormally large, occupies one-third of the space on the face. The dripping drops of water dripped down the hair clinging to the forehead.

　　 It's like seeing Huai Shi behind the monitor.

　　 across the camera and monitor, looking straight over. Huai Shi's face gradually appeared in the pupils without any glamour.

　　 It saw itself.

　　 In the silence, Huaishi looked back calmly.

　　In his hand, the sharp steel crystals proliferated rapidly, rubbing against each other, bursting out sparks, and a low voice that was so sharp that it was almost roaring.

　　 In the gaze of that eye, Huai Shi pressed the sword, motionless. But the muscles under the skin rippled slightly like running water.

　　 There seems to be a bowstring gradually tightening.

A pain of itching and cracking emerged from his face, staring at that one eye. As the skin peeled off every inch of the way, the muscles underneath seemed to come alive~www.wuxiaspot.com~ got rid of the Achilles tendon and eased. Dancing slowly, stroking his cheek.

　　 The chill is approaching inch by inch.

　　 Huai Shi held his breath.

　　The blue veins in the hand holding the sword collapsed.

　　 In the silence of self-death, his eyes never blinked, the sword of virtue roared angrily, but it couldn’t stop the dead gray from spreading on Huaishi’s skin.

　　 A sensation of coldness emerged from his lungs, as if being thrown into a frozen river, and a viscous liquid with crushed ice and blood flowing out of his mouth and nose.

　　 On the display, the sluggish face lifted slightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly conjured up a stiff arc.

　　 seems to be smiling.

　　 It was at that moment that hot light leaped out of the narrow cockpit.

　　 It seems that the scorching sun suddenly descends here.

　　 Huai Shi violently rises, moves forward, takes a step.

　　 In the thin body, the silent Young Master's Stigma was suddenly shaken, and a miracle of disaster from the abyss was unfolded in the mighty rushing Origin.

　　 After a long period of savings, the sword's edge roared, thundering from the tremor. Above the sharp blade, there was a blazing light that could not be seen directly.

　　 The dead silence was shattered by this thrilling low note.

　　 Under the transcription of the performance method, the prologue of the "Fifth Symphony" was unveiled.

　　 just like the knock on the door suddenly heard in the long night.

　　 is destiny, destiny is knocking on the door.

　　 Accompanied by Huai Shi's arms swinging, the voice of fate burst out here.

　　 Fierce light, passing away in a flash!