Apocalyptic Forecast

"Why am I just watching here?"

　　Raymond scratched his head, puzzled.

　　 "What? Do you want to drink some soda and lie down and watch it?" The Grand Master glanced at him blankly, "Working hours, don't be too shameless!"

　　 "No, it’s not a question of how to look at it... but it’s not good to be standing next to you. Am I really a second-to-five boy?"

　　 The Grand Master asked without raising his head: "Aren't you?"

　　 "……"

Raymond's expression suddenly became embarrassed: "Grandmaster, I have just quit once in my life, don't you rise to the level of personal attacks, okay? I have also reflected on it anyway... Although the direction of reflection is not right, at least I also have principles in my life, okay?"

　　 "Your principles have nothing to do with me, but I know your work at a glance."

The meaning of 　　 great master is very simple.

　　 Just do your own thing, don’t think about other things.

　　Raymond shook his head, sighed, and looked at the embarrassed figure in the surveillance video:

　　 "Is he done?"

　　 "Look at what you said, as if he might get it done."

　　 Grand Master was very confused about where his confidence came from.

　　Raymond was stunned: "Isn't that pure death?"

"Probably there is still a one-percent chance, can it be done?" Grand Master shrugged: "Russell's people, I am not familiar, but since it is his student, I will cut half according to Russell's work standards Yes... I just hope that his secretary didn't pick it to make up the numbers."

　　 "What should I do if I really die?"

　　 "If I can't figure it out, I'll run away, or why do I tell you?"

　　The Grand Master looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, and commanded from the air: "Don't be silly, set up the data collection equipment-this is an important record!"

　　 Another dashboard rose.

　　 Dozens of huge scanning instruments once again appeared on the back of the truck, which recorded every detail and data of the battle in detail, and sent it to the iron crystal seat.

　　 That is a very different way of fighting from the Ascendant.

　　 The lost technique created by an unknown road that has never been stepped on in the present realm is another realm that is different from common sense and imagination, and is also the essence of this once prosperous hell.

　　 According to the deciphering of the iron crystal seat, the person who masters this power is called the caster.

　　 is not to assimilate disaster miracles into one's own body, but through alchemy-like forging, to give the power from the abyss into the material, avoiding one's own alienation to the greatest extent.

　　 And the town of twilight that remains today is the last creation left by all the casters.

　　"Although it is not as versatile as the Ascender, it is much stronger on the path of creation. Is the direction of strengthening not exploration, but defense and creation?

In this case, the threshold must be higher than that of pure alchemists and scholars, and it must also have the physique of a sublimator, no... It seems that it has created a physique similar to a sublimator to counter the abyss. Erosion, that's how it is. "

　　 Grand Master narrowed his eyes: "Only people who can transform their physique into a sublimator can truly become a forger...Compared with convenience, the high mortality rate is not a problem.

　　 It's a pity that such skills have been lost like this. "

　　Raymond finally crawled back from the outside.

　　 It feels like you are repairing an old-fashioned TV, you have to constantly adjust the position of the antenna to ensure the signal transmission and smoothness.

　　 Hearing the words of the great master, he became curious: "With such skills, the advanced civilization and the power to transform the world are not enough to counter the depth brought by hell?"

　　 "Who said it's not enough?"

　　 Grand Master sneered, "Isn't the group of overpowering guys already successful?"

"Ok?"

　　Raymond was at a loss, and immediately seemed to understand something.

　　 couldn't help but breathe in the air-conditioning wildly.

　　 "You mean...they created the town of twilight?"

　　 "Yes, all this is the monument of their success in fighting hell."

　　 Grand Master said indifferently: "Full of arrogance, after abandoning the original good death, he crawled out of his cemetery, and took the initiative to jump into another hell.

　　 The once hometown of twilight is undoubtedly such a place-otherwise it would not fall into the hands of the purgatory workshop owners and would not be freed. "

　　 "The **** you see now is the result of this arrogance!"

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　　 "——■■■■!!!"

　　 The sharp roar burst out again.

　　 The ever-changing person seemed to be getting more and more crazy, waving the lantern in his hand, and in a short time, the huge spider fell apart and turned into iron filings. Immediately afterwards, the pitch-like furnace above his head boiled again.

　　 Just when Huai Shi was about to seize this opportunity, when she was madly outputting, she saw endless iron light flying out of it.

　　 It was a scene as brilliant as stars.

　　 What can be fluttered in the light, but one after another huge locusts, just like a storm, countless arm-thick flying insects flutter their wings in the air like electricity, and when they fall from the sky, they roar like cannonballs.

　　 In the loud noise, the ground under Huai Shi's feet was continuously broken.

　　 The heavy locust hit the ground, and quickly got up, shaking its wings, and once again ascended into the sky in the fine sound of spinning gears.

　　 Under the continuous bombardment, Huaishi couldn't breathe at all, pulled out Beelzebub and fired continuously, either blocked by the swarm of insects, or deflected away by the wings protruding from the furnace.

　　 Even after hesitating several times, the trial mode was not activated after all.

　　 There are only three bullets left.

　　 After experiencing Liz’s mistakes, Huai Shi really dare not waste such a precious opportunity. It must be sure of it to create matching value.

　　 And now, as the wind lantern was raised again, the iron light from the sky fell down towards Huai Shi.

　　 The heavy shield Huaishi quickly merged in front of his eyes.

　　 Immediately followed by a series of loud noises, and soon, even the large shield made of alloy began to twist and deform.

From the beginning to the present, the paradise guard team has reduced its staff by five, and the rest is less than half.

　　 The death crisis is constantly emerging.

　　 Huaishi gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pulled out the burning banner, and suddenly pierced the ground without calling the crows, but in an instant, billowing darkness spread.

　　Bone Burying Sanctuary came instantly.

　　 disrupted all perceptions.

　　 In the darkness, Huai Shi took a deep breath and suddenly separated all the afterimages.

　　The overwhelming afterimages galloped in the hall in a disorderly manner, attracting most of the firepower, and Huai Shi's body has suddenly disappeared from the place.

　　 flashes three times in a row.

　　 almost consumed most of his source material.

　　 In the sudden appearance of tinnitus, Huai Shi's figure has broken through the long barrier, suddenly emerged in front of the changing person, and the hammer of pain is ready to strike.

　　The burning hammer roared and roared.

　　 The eyes above the wolf's head burned into blood red.

　　 When the hammer fell, the air burst into an overwhelming sound.

　　 almost gave up a blow, swaying out this huge amount of pain, and now, the punishment has fallen from the sky, and there is no dodge deed.

　　 Loud roar!

　　 The body of the ever-changing person collapsed in an instant.

　　 exploded on the spot.

　　 Countless pitch-like viscous liquid shot out toward the surroundings, and then, the fragments fell on the ground like rain.

　　Only the lantern fell in the thick, **** black liquid.

　　 The flame gradually dimmed.

　　 But there was a choking sound, which sounded from the wreckage.

　　 "Sun-caster... please answer me..."

　　 The hoarse voice asked: "Such ordeal...when will... be able to end..."

　　 No one responded.

　　 A high-pitched neigh burst out of the pitch furnace, and the wriggling mass was rapidly expanding rapidly, but immediately after that, it released a roar that was a thousand times greater than before.

　　 Countless viscous substances leaned out of the cracked furnace.

　　 is like a rainstorm.

　　 The black torrent flooded the broken wind lantern, causing the burning flame to spread rapidly and igniting the darkness.

　　 The broken bones squirmed in the black blood, and then, the thick black blood was also waved.

　　 The ferocious wings rose from it, followed by a bird-like silhouette, but that silhouette was constantly collapsing and reshaping. As more and more shapes emerged from it, it looked like a giant wolf again.

　　 And in the end, when countless squirming limbs were put together in one place, it formed a ferocious giant with a huge crown on its head.

　　 It seems that the king of the world has descended here, so majestic that I dare not look directly at it.

　　 But the majestic giant had only a mutilated half of his body, and his lower body was empty. Only countless deformed organs and broken parts fell out of it. As the arm swings, it drags in a pool of black blood.

　　 Again, it uttered that hoarse roar that was indistinguishable from the flesh.

The crazy and weird giant raised his hand and slapped it at Huai Shi. The air wave swept across and the earth was turbulent. Between the fingers, thick black blood dripped, and countless parts rose from it, constantly pieced together. All kinds of mutilated limbs wriggle indiscriminately.

　　 It is decayed quickly, and it is reborn quickly.

　　 persistently refuse to die, but can no longer survive...

　　 Amidst the screams and choking roars, the thick black blood ignored gravity and rose to the sky. It turned into a sharp rainstorm and poured in all directions.

　　 "Fuck the second stage!!!"

　　 Huaishi yelled angrily: "Where is your **** curious boss!"

　　 The hammer of pain swayed, struggling with all his strength, and hitting the big hand that was photographed again. The majestic force collided in one place, and Huai Shi flew upside down.

　　 The eyes are black.

　　In his hand, the hammer of pain shattered every inch...It was actually defeated by this blow to the elemental structure, and it was difficult to use in a short time.

　　 Countless disintegrated pain raged in his soul, causing him to growl involuntarily pain.

　　 And the palm of his hand suddenly twitched, and was impacted by the pain passed on the hammer. The black blood that made up the flesh and blood swelled wildly, alienated into a weird structure, and quickly fell off, exposing the incomplete and deformed bones.

　　While Huai Shi has fallen on the ground, once again, he rushes out.

　　 In his hand, the sword of virtue screamed, and a bright light suddenly lit ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and cut forward, tearing through the creeping rain like a bamboo.

　　 From the chaos, cut open a fleeting rift.

　　 The giant raised his hand, his dark arms squirmed and changed rapidly, forming the outline of a ferocious wolf, biting it towards Huai Shi.

　　 Shadow Burial!

　　 Once again, the afterimage spread.

　　 Shao Siming's ability was activated again, Huaishi's body flickered in the air, appearing in front of the giant wolf out of thin air, seeking his own way of death.

　　 The sword of virtue in his hand was held upside down, and it pierced downward along with the fall of his body.

　　Sorrow burst out suddenly.

　　 with the crisp sound of a broken skull.

　　 Sword Blade Huaishi's roar penetrated deeply into the face of the giant wolf. After slashing the fierce eye pupil, it tore the eye socket and hewed a crack in its face.

　　 When the fissure began to close quickly, Huaishi waved her hand and forced the bomb in her hand into the giant wolf's eye socket.

　　 With a flick of his fingers, a fiery flame erupted from the giant wolf's body, spreading, tearing the hard bones, and spraying it all around.

　　The air wave spreads.

　　 Huai poem flew upside down.

　　 "It's not over yet!"

　　 In mid-air, his body reversed, and a string of sorrow was suddenly thrown out of his hand, wrapped around the giant's neck, and then contracted!

　　 In the reflection of those hollow eyes, Huai Shi rushed towards her face!

　　 bet on the last source quality.

　　 The sad melody of the cello is played here!

　　 Nine chords·Long Xiang!

　　 beheaded!