Apocalyptic Forecast

No one responded, only the rage of the machine gun fired.

　　 Ke Huaishi's figure suddenly melted into the twisted rain curtain, as if it had melted into the darkness, becoming extremely erratic. Pull the trigger at the enemies who are encircled.

　　 Deadly grenades were scattered all around, metal seeds fell on the earth, and the fleeting flame flowers bloomed. The scorching wind lifted the rain curtain, causing the hazy water vapor to disturb the sky and the earth.

　　 In the loud roar, everything seems to be far away.

　　 The crying face and blood are invisible again.

　　 can deceive himself, what happened is just a fantasy, he only had a nightmare occasionally, and he just got up early and came out for a run...

　　 But death is still rising.

　　 In this silence, the stigmata of the young man screamed silently.

　　 Huaishi was expressionless and pulled the trigger.

　　 But the crisp sound did not come from it, he clicked again, only to hear the aftermath of the cracking inside the gun.

　　 He looked down at the grenade gun in his hand and saw the dents of the bullet impact on the gun body and the sound of the internal parts falling off. Regrettably, he threw it aside and continued forward.

　　 When passing by the struggling figures on both sides, he stretched out his hand and took out the pistol from his pocket.

boom! Bang bang!

　　 there is no more sound to hear.

It's quiet now.

　　 The thick fog didn't know when it started, covering everything around, Huai Shi's footsteps stopped in place, looking around.

　　 I don't know when... I'm already in the hunting ground.

　　 dead still.

　　 Behind him, a big hole suddenly appeared in the air, and then, the bullet rubbed to the crimson left the sound far behind him.

　　 Huaishi's figure disappeared, and flashed dozens of meters away.

　　 Until this time, the loud noise of the anti-material sniper rifle was long overdue, and a deep hole appeared on the ground, and gravel flew into it.

　　 just around, a dozen figures slowly emerged amidst the light rain and fog.

At the forefront of Huai Poetry, that enchanting and graceful figure walked out of the fog, the black Yingzhou long coat had been dampened by rain, and the peony depicted by You Chan dye became more and more enchanting.

　　 "What a coincidence, Mr. Huaizhi."

　　Isa Muren, the croupier of the former Imperial Casino, tilted his head and smiled at Huai Shi: "Meet again."

　　 In the long silence, Huai Shi sighed softly: "In other words, it is Chiba who is against the water?"

　　 "No, it's actually commissioned by a man who lives Tianmu."

　　Isa Muren shrugged: "The paper group is too in the way of the problem, so I entrust us to solve it specially."

　　 "It's so good, I almost believe it."

　　 Kaishi said: "Miss Isaki, how about trying to find a better excuse next time you leave?"

　　Isa Muren laughed: "Just say it casually. Wouldn't it be better if it works together?"

　　 Huai Shi did not laugh, but looked at them quietly, and sighed silently: "I originally thought Chiba would have a bottom line..."

　　 "What the employer thinks has nothing to do with us, we are only responsible for executing orders."

　　 Along with Iza Mulen's words, other murderous figures slowly approached, blocking Huai Shi's escape route inch by inch.

　　Isa Muren slowly draws a slender chain on his sleeve, as well as a curvy and hideous outline of the sickle. In this way, he conveyed the command from the employer to Huai Shi:

　　 "——You are too in the way, and you are pregnant with paper, you must be solved here."

　　The bounty hounds from the Tomb of the Returnless·[The Ship of Greed] drew their weapons, approaching inch by inch, killing intent enveloped.

　　 A short silence.

　　 Huaishi was silent, looking down at the pistol in her hand, and suddenly asked: "By the way, compared with the Eye of Nightmare, which one is better?"

　　 No one responded.

　　Isa Muren's face was expressionless, he didn't speak, only the corners of his eyes were slightly raised.

　　 Compared with a behemoth like Nightmare Eye, there are few groups that can be compared in the Tomb of the Returnless. Even if the ship of greed has a small reputation, it still cannot be compared with the kind of war regiment that can blend in the battle of all realms.

　　 It's better to say, it can't even catch up to one percent.

　　 And Huai Shi, as if getting the answer, breathed a sigh of relief.

"……That's good."

　　 He smiled rejoicingly, and let go of his pistol: "If you are better than Nightmare Eye, I might not be able to kill it."

　　Isa Muren's eyes showed killing intent.

　　 Immediately, I felt a chill.

　　Because it is faster than her, it is Huaishi.

　　 Already, close at hand!

　　 The long sword shrouded in brilliant flames emerged from the void, and as Yu Bu advanced, it traversed a straight track in the wind, aimed at her neck, and swept!

　　 is faster than expected!

　　 is even more terrifying than the sights seen before and the information collected!

　　 Even if he had been prepared, he was still horrified by the terrifying speed, and even forgot to retreat. He instinctively raised the lock sickle, and the slender iron chains criss-crossed in the air, forming a net, blocking the front.

　　 and then fell apart in a short period of time that can't be called at that moment.

　　 torn apart!

The sharp blade collided with the sickle, sparks flew.

　　 In that fleeting pause, she saw Huai Shi’s eyes, which were pitch-black, like an abyss.

　　 But shortly afterwards, his figure disappeared again.

　　 There is no sign as if it came.

　　 A bullet from a distance grabbed the sideburns of Isa Muren and shot into the ground, and the reverberation sounded loudly and proliferated. This was the key blow that saved her.

　　 Then, there was a sound of blood pouring out.

　　 Right next to Iza Mulen, the person who hadn't reacted stiffened in place, twisting his eyes dullly, looking at the figure who appeared behind him at some unknown time.

　　 From his blade, blood dripped slowly.

　　 Then, with smooth friction, a headless skull fell on the ground, immersed in a pool of turbid water, and dyed a wisp of scarlet in the mud.

　　 Across the blood spring spouting from the headless corpse, Isaki saw Kaishi's smile, so pitying.

　　 "Since everyone has seen each other frankly, let me introduce myself." He said, "In addition to the name of a paper-loving person, you can also call me Huaishi."

　　——Jinling Decapitated King, Huai Shi!

　　 From his hand, the blade of resentment stretched every inch, and the curse spread to all directions.

　　 "Now, let's start..."

　　 Under his feet, the iris bloomed quietly, exuding a delicate fragrance.

　　 And he had disappeared in the same place again, suddenly rushed forward, and after crossing several tens of meters, he appeared in front of another person.

　　 resentment and resentment swept across, the drummer accelerated, only to see the iron light flashing, it was almost cut in half.

　　 But in the intense pain, the person didn't panic, the blood sprayed suddenly solidified and turned into a pair of palms in the air, firmly grasping Huai Shi.

　　 He held the blade of resentment with both hands, and despite the fact that his vitality was drawn, he suddenly opened his mouth to bite Huaishi's neck, with protruding canine teeth.

　　 Vampire!

　　 roar burst out.

Behind Huai Shi, a huge figure flashed out strangely. The hammer in his hand was aimed at the back of Huai Shi’s head. The fiery wave of origin material spread from the hammer, causing the air around Huai Shi to solidify in an instant. He has any struggles.

　　 After that, the solidified air was already falling apart, and in an instant, the vertical and horizontal iron light intertwined from the void, and the blood was swaying.

　　 Huaishi has stepped out between the two corpses.

　　 The cold rain evaporates from his shoulders and slowly rises.

　　——Over-limit state·Triple Dragon!

　　 Those curses that could not penetrate his body were wrapped around him, and as he breathed, they were easily torn apart.

　　 At the very end, a sublimator screamed in shock, staggered back, his eyes protruding, as if suffocating, he covered his neck with difficulty, and vomited blood.

　　 The clotted blood fell on the ground, and fluff quickly appeared, and countless strains spread.

　　 never fell to the ground, his consciousness fell into a dream of decay, and his body became a wax figure under the fierce poison of the source substance, slowly melting.

　　 There are only a large number of vicious spores floating in the air.

　　 with the fragrance of flowers and plants, so fragrant.

　　 "That's it?" Huai Shi raised her head, looking at Isa Mulen in the distance with a smile but a smile: "Your group, it seems that it's really not good..."

　　 He stepped forward, the air shook behind his back, and a hole appeared again.

　　 Sniper!

　　 But this time, he had already found the direction of the bullet's arrival. Yu stepped across, then took out Lord of the Flies from his bag and pulled the trigger behind him.

　　 The alchemy bullet pierced the air, and a spark broke out in the deepest part of the mist.

"the fifth……"

　　 Huaishi counted quietly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, the remaining seven enemies had launched a siege.

　　 The earth shook abruptly, and cracks appeared, and the serpentine sword blade protruded from it, swimming like a shark, stabbing the poem from the bottom up.

　　The hammer of pain in Huaishi's hand emerged, and the blazing light of the tail flame burst and fell.

　　 The cracked earth soared suddenly, countless evaporated blood spurted out from the cracks, and the broken blades had been deeply embedded in the soil.

　　Isa Muren's lock sickle has already rushed toward his face.

　　 From the sleeves of her long dress, dozens of chain links flew out, tightly entwining Huai Shi's body, and countless white snake phantoms emerged from it, pulling him in midair.

Then, she saw that between Huaishi's unfolded five fingers, the huge hammer disappeared without a trace. Then, sparks shot, and the rope of sorrow in the thick smoke flew out, suddenly condensed, against the chain. Extending upward, it defeated Isaki's control, and tightened every inch of it, completely strangling the white snake-like gods filled with blood to shatter.

　　Isaki looked at Huai Shi blankly, and Huai Shi was also looking at him.

　　 The uncontrollable sickle blade fell from the air and fell into his hand. The hand that was trapped forcibly controlled and frightened, and cut another throat in his hand.

　　 Blood spurted, and the sound of the first landing was so low.

　　 From the beginning to the end, the indifferent expression has never changed, as if it was just hoeing away the weeds on the ground and pulling out the harmful poisonous flowers.

　　 It's calm and scary.

　　 looked at her. .

　　 "The ninth." He said, "Don't be afraid, it will be over soon."

　　Nightmare, that's it.