Apocalyptic Forecast

There was an awkward silence in the bridge of the iron crystal seat.

In the silence, everyone looked at each other in astonishment. Seeing the 100,000 question marks on each other's forehead, they couldn't help but tilt their heads too hard to understand.

What the hell?

What's the matter?

What's going on?

Why did the old hen turn into a duck when he bowed his head and wrote a report to the Ivory Tower?

The times are getting too fast, and all adults have a ridiculous feeling of seeing primitive people playing nuclear weapons, and it is difficult to accept all this in front of them.

Can't fully respond.

It can only be said that Huai Shi's actions were too fast, too cruel, and too poisonous. It was only fifteen minutes from the edge of the chaos that was about to erupt to when everyone assumed nothing had happened.

Fifteen minutes ago, everyone was still at war, and the riot was on the verge of breaking out.

Fifteen minutes later, everyone happily drank the soup, sitting together like brothers, telling each other of the long-standing and beautiful friendship.

It's still the group of familiar actors and the familiar venue, but the plot seems to have taken the wrong book.

Shocked everyone for a whole year.

From the weak and deceptive negotiation, to the violent wind sweeping the sword and killing people, a set of operations that can be described as a seamless connection drew everyone's attention.

Originally thought that he had handed in a blank paper, but the exam was not over yet, so why was he about to become a judge?

Until now, no more than three hours have passed since the end of the call.

The originally restless and dangerous **** crowd has been tamed and put on the shackles of the tower of ivory.

The twenty-five scavengers who want to make money with two ends are the first to be brutally attacked by Huaishi. They are arrogant and arrogant because of the fishing law enforcement. Under the pressure of the situation, the untamed snake-man undead army bows their heads obediently and drinks their contempt. The bitter fruit. The gargoyles who tried to grind foreign workers and slick their heads were also warned under the cruel methods of killing chickens and monkeys.

Before the long-lasting friendship, the three waves of **** with different thoughts were united in one place.

Then, without waiting for everyone to react.

Huai Shi drew his sword and said that war was coming.

Therefore, the war came.

Even so obtrusive.

In this perilous dark night, without even waiting for the evening of the next day, Huai Shi carried the fierce prestige at the banquet and issued the first order from the leader.

Set off immediately, ignoring the curse in the dark, rushing to assist the lonely exploratory team, and completely take down the **** sub-control device.

If you eat too much, you have to go out to digest it.

Save nights and dreams. "

After Huai Shi released the plan, the whole hall once again ushered in suffocating silence. Everyone looked at each other and felt a moment of stunned and uneasy. However, they were shocked and dared not to object to Huai Shi's deeds face to face.

After a short silence, the elder first got up and asked: "Excuse me, where is the rescue team?"

"700 kilometers away, in a compound industrial zone in the town of Twilight, there are four underground floors. If you start from here, you can arrive in about four hours. If everything goes well, we can still be there after everything is over. Have breakfast."

The elder pondered for a moment and said: "If there is no light source, our tribe may not be able to maintain its state under the curse."

"It's easy to say, the light source has already been prepared for you."

On the track of the conveyor track, four huge iron boxes have been transported to the right side of the hall. After the iron boxes are opened, hundreds of hanging wind lanterns that have just come off the assembly line are exposed in front of the **** group.

"There are a total of nine hundred and seventy alchemy lanterns, and the blessed ointment filled inside is enough to support you in combat for more than two hours. There is no need to worry about the curse."

Huai Shi said: "As for other times, you don't need to walk, there is a driver."

Following his words, outside the hall, a huge truck had quietly risen from the underground garage, lit up two hot headlights, and honked the horn twice.

Raymond, the autocratic driver in hell, is already in place.

A truck loaded with a precious depth balancer is sufficient to counter the erosion of **** in a short time. After alchemical transformation and border relic changes, the space in the cargo box of the giant truck has already expanded to half the size of a football field.

Enough to hold all the legion actions here.

Moreover, the most massive gargoyle does not need to worry about the petrification curse, and does not need to occupy the internal space. All are prepared by the Abyssal Ratman and Snakeman Undead Army.

It has already been arranged clearly.

Now, what excuse does the elders have to refuse?

Under Huai Shi’s gaze, the old snake man leaned over: "Follow your orders, sir."

"So, where's the gargoyle?"

Huaishi turned his head and looked at the huge row of bat-wing demons.

In silence, the leader of the gargoyle stood up and saluted Huai Shi.

"War will come, sir," it said, "just as you wish."

It was so decided.

And after the bridge of the iron crystal seat finally reacted, even the noisy rats were already lining up to board the car. Only a messy hall was left.

When Huai Shi was about to get on the car, Andrea brought the red dragon fire down from the sky, with a dazzling flame at his fingertips, and the flame wings slowly closed.

Fell beside him.

"Will it be too risky?" she asked Huai Shi.

"You can't take risks."

In the faint light of the wind lantern, Huai Shi glanced at the dark night in the distance: "We don't gamble, but the Ivy League must gamble. Since we can spy on their movements, they may not know anything about us, especially the sub-controller. The existence of the center, the sooner you can hold it in your hands, the better."

"But your actions were too reckless." Andrea conveyed the advice from the bridge: "At least you should bring the exploration team with the iron crystal seat, alone, there are always accidents."

"No, the exploratory team must all stay."

Huai Shi said: "After I left, the Iron Crystal Seat entered the highest alert, ready for attacks from the Ivy League at any time. The external force is only enough for us for the time being.

This is also the reason why I advocate recruiting large groups. The safety of the iron crystal seat is the most important thing to ensure, otherwise, if we are attacked, there will be no retreat. "

Obviously, his refusal was also expected by the bridge.

After Andrea nodded, he handed him something like a remote control: "Take this, you can use it to call some remote strike support. When necessary, you don't have to hide the location of the iron crystal seat."

"I will."

Huai Shi smiled slightly, put it in her pocket, looked up and asked, "Is there anything else to tell me?"

"No, I'm a layman in the struggle, a scholar, how can I be as experienced as a judge?"

Andrea looked at you behind him: "The great master said, let you do it, anyway, it's better than dangling in front of him with an unpleasant yin and yang face all day long. Be stronger."

Huai Shi was taken aback and frowned:

"Am I annoying?"

"It's just that no one likes a lion sitting in a cage."

Andrea smiled, took a step back, and nodded to say goodbye: "Then, your Excellency, the chief executive, have a good journey."

"okay."

Huai Shi retracted her gaze and stepped onto the escalator into the co-pilot.

The door closed.

He stared into the endless darkness surging outside the window and laughed softly.

"Let's go." He said, "Let's go."

Accompanied by the low sound of the gargoyles' bat wings flapping the air, the huge truck roared and broke into the deep night.

The hot taillights gradually went out.

Like the sun sinking into the mist.

In the long dizziness and pain, Pan Delong opened his eyes and saw the pale ceiling in the ward. The life-sustaining instrument emits a rhythmic sound.

"Who is there?" he asked.

Just across from the hospital bed, on a chair sat a man holding a helmet.

He was covered in heavy protective clothing, his face was old and his hair was gray, but his blue eyes looked like gems, making it difficult to divert attention from them.

"Vice principal, Michelle."

He said, "The doctor told me you will wake up soon and you will be slower than I thought."

"How long did I sleep?" Pan Delong asked.

Michelle: "In three days, the situation responded very well, but it cost a lot of money."

Pan Delong laughed: "I thought money was not a problem."

"Money is not a problem, time is."

Michelle slowly got up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ tossing the heavy helmet in his hand, the heavy ball turned flexibly at the fingertips. He raised his head and told Pan Delong: "We must do something, otherwise this time we will lose our money."

"Ok."

Pan Delong asked: "Is there anything I want to do?"

"Leave the host of the camp to you, and the colonel will go with me." Michel said: "Simply put, you need to host the daily work and deal with the commissioners and accountants sent by the investors. If they are angry, they will follow suit. They are angry, but don't show any scenes of falling into the water and drowning in the bathtub after drinking."

Pan Delong slowly propped up his body: "I will."

Michelle nodded and turned to leave the ward.

All the way through the long corridor, proceeded under the deep, reached the elevator straight up, and finally arrived in the huge underground hall.

The colonel waiting there was carrying a heavy box and smoking quietly.

"Are you all ready?" Michelle asked.

"Twelve groups, more than four thousand **** creatures, are always waiting for your dispatch, sir."

The colonel took off his hat and replied solemnly.

Behind him, the high-hanging lights came on for the first time with the low sound, illuminating the sleeping array of **** in the dark, and the monsters from the abyss raised their scarlet eye pupils, waiting for the order to come.

"well."

Michelle calmly stared at the Abyss Legion extending to the end of the line of sight in front of him, raised his hand and put on a heavy helmet.

"One hundred and twenty years of unwillingness and patience since the establishment of the school, with the struggle and hard work of so many ancestors, we have already embarked on this thorny road."

In this trembling silence, something of Michelle lit up a fiery flame:

"This time, I will fight the Ivory Tower!"