Apocalyptic Forecast

In the gloom and darkness, Michelle opened his eyes from above the altar.

　　 "Has it started?" he asked.

"Yes it is."

　　 The old man under the altar nodded, quietly waiting for the order from the host.

　　 In the silence, there is only the thick steel and the fine sound from outside the stone wall, ticking, as if it stretches to the end of time, endless.

　　 A damp wind blew in the distance.

　　 "It's raining..."

　　 Michelle whispered suddenly.

"Yes it is.".

　　 "I just slept, is this the time?"

　　 From the shackles of the altar, Michelle raised her muddy eyes.

Numerous sharp thorns and tree roots pierced out of his body, coiled around the throne that represents the position of the gods, and finally submerged one by one into the ground and the stone slab, connecting him with this great miracle. As one.

　　 Then, a thick pulse and heartbeat came from the depths of the darkness, just like the ocean tide.

　　 With every beat, bloodshots of pain stretched freely in Michel's eye pupils, overlapping, covering those old eyes with scarlet.

　　 "I thought I could last longer... It seems that I am really old."

　　 Michelle whispered softly, and dropped his head weakly, as if he didn't even have the strength to support his neck.

　　 so tired.

　　 He said: "The next thing, no, it should be said: ‘victory’, it’s up to you, Pan Delong."

　　 Under the altar, the old man Pan Delong's shoulders shook, he couldn't help stepping forward, his eyes widened: "Please don't give up lightly..."

　　 "I didn't give up—"

　　 Michel interrupted him and told him calmly: "Pan Delong, I haven't given up yet."

　　Pan Delong was stunned in place.

　　 "I'm ashamed of it now."

　　 On the altar, the alchemist said, "I am not Mikhail's opponent."

　　 "Even if I can get a tie with him now, it's not because of my talents and hard work, but because I have exhausted all the methods of abuse. At all costs, by all means..."

　　 But this is already my limit.

　　 Even if he exhausted his last strength, he couldn't cross the invisible abyss.

　　 Countless attempts and prayers, but can only stop here.

　　Michelle said calmly, "From before to now, I have never beaten him even once."

　　 So, full of humiliation, admitted this blood-sparkling fact.

　　 Whether it is achievements, status, status, or beloved woman.

　　 Looking back on the unwillingness and grief of a lifetime, those vivid memories have been engraved with pale defeats.

　　 pursued with all his strength, tried every means to challenge, and finally fell into the abyss full of bitterness and pain.

　　 The pain of the shadows, those who are illuminated by the sun will never see.

　　 originally thought that after so many years, he could forget and set aside those humble pasts, making everything an understatement. But now, when I recall, it is so painful, so... unwilling!

　　I have never hated failure so much, even a small failure can't accept it.

　　 has never been so longing for victory, even the humblest and smallest victory...

　　 "I'm old, Pan Delong, I can't go any further."

　　 "But you still have a future and a possibility."

　　Michelle lowered his head and made a humble petition like a beggar. He said, "Please, help me beat him."

　　 "Before I die of old age, let me try again."

　　 "I have lost countless times in my life, but this time...I want to win!"

　　 In the silence, Pan Delong wanted to look away. He couldn't bear to look at the embarrassed appearance of his best friend, but some power did not allow him to look away.

　　 He is not allowed to contempt the thin and tired man.

　　 would not allow him to escape such a request.

　　 "You will win, Michelle!"

　　Pan Delong raised his head and told him firmly as if to declare the truth.

　　 "I promise, we will win!"

　　 Then, the alchemist on the altar chuckled softly.

　　 "Thank you, Pan Delong."

　　 He was calm and closed his eyes.

　　 no more worries.

　　Here, offering this old body as a pan sacrifice, imitating the inverted **** who once sacrificed himself, and his consciousness once again sinks into the storm of origin and miracle.

　　 Drive miracles, incarnate as the reflections of the Holy Spirits on the ground.

　　 At that moment, the strange land of Hades Teralokan shook and roared.

　　 Endless lightning bursts out, slashing towards the giant dome ahead!

　　 "Michael" from America and "Michael" from Russia, two names of the same origin, two brothers from the same discipline, two completely different fates...

　　 With forty-two years of humiliation and unwillingness, he once again stood on the ring and challenged the unattainable ‘Great Master’!

　　 The reflection of the Holy Spirit opened his eyes from above the clouds.

　　 Come on, Mikhail!

　　 Let's once again... a showdown!

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　　 The sky is shaking and the earth is shaking, and the thunder is thundering.

　　 The earth was constantly trembling, and the blood rain was swaying. It was swept up by the hurricane and flew up to the sky. After the broken clouds, huge shadows collided with each other, bursting out disaster-like tornadoes.

　　 Huai Shi slammed on the window, staring at the violent flash from above.

What the **** is 　　?

　　 National Chiao Tung University at the beginning?

　　Dome Giant and Alien Hades now enter the decisive battle state?

　　 The cute new on the ground shivered.

　　 once again became the ant at the feet of the giant, evading the aftermath of the sky in a awkward manner, but couldn't go back to the house to wash and sleep, instead, he burrowed into the deepest part of hell.

　　 Huaishi thinks this group of people must have a problem in their brains.

Including yourself.

　　 The **** that I saw along the way is no longer the same dead silence as in the past, but as if resurrected in the war, showing a sliver of hideous aura.

　　 Beneath countless ruined walls, blood rain and fire wind covered them.

　　 Even across the carriage and wearing a respirator, you can feel the terrifying toxicity and harm of the hurricane... The closer you get to the central tower, the more you can experience the trauma that was once engraved on this piece of land.

　　 There are even traces left by the war between the masters of the Hell Workshop and the Titan Sea.

　　Countless huge humanoid war machines and all kinds of weird corpses...

　　 They dumped messily among the ruins and turned into stone statues under the curse, but they still have the pain and despair that they had before dying.

　　 is now all broken.

　　 But when everyone started to feel numb to this, Huai Shi's heart was filled with faint doubts and incomprehension, unable to tell what the problem was.

　　 until the truck slammed forward, the wreckage was thrown out of sight.

　　 Huaishi's heart was shocked, and she was shocked.

　　 Those corpses and wreckage all fell with their backs to the tower.

　　 It seems to be...fleeing?

　　 Amidst the error, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help clenching his fist.

　　 Between countless ruined walls and petrified corpses, he saw the strange figure once again through the turbulent rain of blood...

　　Condra!

　　After the broken mask, countless machines and gears emerged.

　　 He stared at the place of Huai Shi, his lips opened and closed, as if to say something more.

　　 soon, disappeared again without a trace——

　　 Until this time, Huaishi didn't notice August not far away.

　　 He was looking in the direction where Condra disappeared, keeping his eyes intently, until the truck was obscured and covered by layers of ruins and wreckage as the truck progressed.

　　 firmly grasped the scabbard of the short knife in his hand.

　　 a long time, a long time, before letting go...

　　 He can see it too.

　　 On the iron crystal seat, Huai Shi has heard of their relationship.

　　 is like a father and a son.

　　 Kondra was the one who raised Auguste. When Condra was assimilated into hell, August was by his side.

　　 Even he once told Huai Shi that if it weren't for Kondela, he would be assimilated.

　　 can understand the pain and helplessness in his heart at this moment.

　　 Huaishi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

　　 The truck was still moving, galloping, passing through heavy rain and strong wind, the original short road was so long. In this turbulent hell, everything is changing rapidly.

　　 The earth bulged and collapsed, and the sky cracked and closed.

　　 Everything is swallowed by the frenzy.

　　 Everything seems to have been pushed down the edge of the cliff, precarious.

　　 But no one thought that the war would come so soon.

　　 is just under the high tower. When the truck greeted a sharp turn following the drastic changes in the ground, it collided with a huge synthetic beast.

　　 Amidst the loud noise and shock, if it were not for the restraint of the seat belt, almost everyone flew out of the chair.

　　 is like breaking into the crowd of ivy by accident.

　　The gunfire came.

　　 Seeing the huge synthetic beast leaping towards them, everyone's face suddenly changed.

　　No, they did... broke into the Ivy League's offensive route, and there were several synthetic beasts guarding this place.

　　 "God meets at a **** corner!"

　　 Huai Shi sighed with emotion: "Is this the beginning of the youth campus love?"

　　 "It's a pity that you are already eighteen years old, your youth is gone, and there is no such thing as a campus in hell...but you can at least fight for love."

　　 Auguste grabbed the safety rope and glanced at Huai Shi meaningfully, but he still thought of joking: "If you can pull the opponent's main combat power by relying on your face value, it is also a great achievement."

　　 "...This kind of credit is still forgiven!"

　　 aware of the dangerous gaze of the girl next to him, Huaishi's hair is standing upside down: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful I sue you for slander!"

　　 "The Legal Department is really scary."

　　 There was a roar of laughter, and the shock spread again, and everyone's eyes went dark.

　　 Hell Car God is on the road again.

　　 The truck turned abruptly, and survived the attack of the synthetic beast dangerously and dangerously, and then sprayed tail flames ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ from the feet of the giant-like synthetic beast, and galloped straight toward the tower.

　　 Behind the truck, countless drones that followed have been dissolved into nano-sequences, reorganized to form a war weapon of the ivory tower, and pounced on the synthetic beast of the Ivy League.

　　 The giant monster and the steel fought in one place, and with the explosion, the flames rose again from the heavy rain.

　　 Everyone has not had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 Immediately afterwards, live explosive bombs fell from the sky, and countless screams burst out. The man-made biological weapons spread their wings, suddenly rose into the sky, and rushed toward the earth.

　　 One after another fiery flames rose from the earth.

　　The air wave rolled over.

　　 The harsh sirens suddenly emerged from the carriage along with the death crisis.

　　 Just after breaking through the wall in front of him, what he saw was the nightmare eyes that spread out in the torrential rain, and even several synthetic beasts flying in the blood rain like a squid.

　　 Specialized live bombs!

　　 Dozens of tentacles danced, they suddenly rushed towards the truck, and the lock was completed!

　　 Such a tight formation and defense can no longer be described by coincidence... The Ivy League knows their position! No, the preparation is so thorough, I am afraid that even the entire plan is already clear!

　　 Otherwise, how could it be possible to penetrate into the back of their position so delicately and attack them?

　　 In the next instant, those squids flying in the heavy rain suddenly accelerated, and one of them had already rushed to the front of the truck.

　　 didn't give them any chance to dodge, and quickly expanded and exploded.

　　 The fire bursts!