Apocalyptic Forecast

At this moment, under the sight of the world's sights, the clouds above the sky tremble violently.

　　 Numerous stars-like glows rose from it, gathered in one place, tore through the surging darkness, and caused the light of dawn to fall.

　　 During the observation, the values ​​obtained by all the probes began to change rapidly, and the alarm sounded endlessly.

　　 The sedimentation density, depth trend and even the source mass balance began to fluctuate drastically.

　　 On the screens of all the observing instruments, those complicated curves seemed to be pulled by invisible gravity, intertwined with each other, and the alarm sounded endlessly.

　　 What kind of behemoth slowly condenses, spreads, and changes everything in it!

　　 That is the imprint of unknown miracles.

　　 Under the auspices of the melody, the remnants of miracles revolve from the earth, illuminating everything, descending salvation and liberation.

　　 Amid the erosion of the elements of destruction and the infection of marsh disease, the soul state of countless mixed species ushered in a completely different transformation.

　　 Get rid of hell!

　　 In the projection of the Sea of ​​Silver, the spreading black shadow is quickly dissipating.

　　 The rapidly skyrocketing distortion came to an abrupt end.

　　 Then, the correction value emerged from nothing, ushering in a rapid increase...

　　 It was like an invisible hand protruding from the sky, grabbing the fallen earth, and clenching tightly, not allowing it to drop another inch!

　　 The precarious fall was gradually delayed in the violent shock.

　　 Now, on the screen, the depth index is constantly changing, affecting everyone's eyes, making them stare intently, witnessing the arrival of miracles.

　　 Depth... stopped falling!

　　 The entire inner circle of Tanba stopped falling! Pulled by those souls who are unwilling to fall into hell, the city in blood and fire climbs up with difficulty--

　　 is not only the power from the crows, it is not the miracle that Huai Shi alone can accomplish.

　　 It is the souls struggling with countless pain and despair, clutching the glimmer of hope on the edge of the cliff.

　　 "This is the answer!"

　　 "You guys, have you seen it!"

　　 "Tamba inner circle rejected hell!"

　　 In the silent air in the decision-making room, Russell’s projection raised his voice and shouted to them with all his might: "They are not a hidden danger to the world, all of which have the value of being redeemed!"

　　 Behind him, the screen finally showed the final result.

　　——Tanba inner circle [depth 0]!

　　 In silence, the final decision finally came to an end.

　　 "This is an official permission from the Administration Bureau, Mr. Russell."

　　 Secretary-General Yegor got up and handed in the documents in his hand: "As you wish, the next Danbo inner circle will be solved by you, and I hope that the final result will not disappoint."

"of course."

　　 Russell smiled: "All the consequences will be the responsibility of the ivory tower."

　　 At that moment, over Kyoto, the iron curtain cloud suddenly shook.

　　 Behind the dark clouds, the clear blue sky above the stratosphere suddenly shattered, and a huge mirage emerged, suspended over the dark clouds in the inner circle of Danbo.

　　 The phase projection from the border covers everything.

　　 It revolves silently like a mystery axis hanging between the worlds.

　　 Ivory Tower!

　　 "It seems that I won't be needed here."

　　 In front of the gate of hell, Shah looked up at the sky and shrugged. He didn't know whether it was easy or regrettable, but he waved behind him.

　　 "Let's go, Miyamoto." He said, "I don't have time to say goodbye to you, there is still more work to come."

　　 He said, "We must always cherish time."

　　 Miyamoto nodded, glanced back at the colleagues and old acquaintances behind him, he stopped talking, but in the end he just smiled openly and bowed to say goodbye.

　　 turned and followed Shah into the darkness of Hell’s Gate.

　　 "Teacher, thank you."

　　 "The fool who took the initiative to jump into the fire pit and said thank you, you are still the first." Shahe glanced at him strangely: "You are really the worst session I have ever brought."

　　 Miyamoto nodded and laughed awkwardly: "Probably so."

　　 Behind them, the gate of **** closed in a sudden!

　　Existing hospital record: At 6:45 am on the spot, the purification sequence was cancelled.

　　Waiting time-consuming-seventeen minutes and fourteen seconds.

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　　 At the same time the gate of **** was closed, countless brilliance overflowed from the projection of the ivory tower.

　　Because the steel door of the library burst open.

　　 In the library, the lonely old man still leaned on that chair, dozing off day and night, dripping his mouth and drenching a large part of his collar.

　　 Behind him, there was a young boy's silhouette slowly emerging in the void.

　　 The indigo-skinned teenager was naked, sitting lazily among the greenery and flowers, wearing a golden crown, peacock feathers inserted, and holding an ivory-carved flute in his hand.

　　 Countless birds and beasts swarmed around him. When he looked down at the flute, countless souls and pious chants came from the void, causing the solemn melody to reverberate between heaven and earth, controlling the rotation of everything.

　　 "You tricked the old man in icu to run a marathon? But it's illegal, Russell, you bastard."

　　 He shook his head and sighed, and slowly raised the flute in his hand, his eyes dropped, looking down compassionately.

　　 The sacred melody played here.

　　 resounded throughout the world!

　　 Sacred and sin, eternity and beginning, truth and lies, suffering and torture... everything seems to be hovering at his fingertips, everything and melody cycle.

　　 declares here again that this is the epic of the great war, for the well-being of all things in heaven and earth——

　　 will wake up everything in the long sleep!

　　Behind him, in the deepest part of the library, countless silent records of the kingdom of heaven emerged with brilliance, and then, those spirits that had been slumbering in history and events awakened from their long sleep.

　　 They came upon the call.

All the ancient records are separated from the paper in the melody, countless characters are flying in the air, converging into a tide, following the guidance of the Rainbow Bridge, breaking free from the shackles of the border and the present, and crossing hundreds of millions of miles , Extending to the other side of the earth.

Just like the Wanjun descending from the sky!

　　 They are intertwined with each other, turning into a complicated and splendid chapter. When overlapped in one place, the innumerable laws form a brand-new framework that envelops the inner circle of Danbo.

　　 The solemn divinity operates here, causing the [Truth Hengchang] frame to suddenly shake, and numerous cracks appear.

　　——【Creation Theory·Bhagavad Gita】!

　　The power from the ivory tower descended on the earth, colliding with the power of the land of nothing.

　　 While in the library, the copper rod in the old man's hand knocked off.

　　 "The stage is ready, kid."

　　 As those turbid eyes lifted up, scorching flames emerged from the eyes, throwing into the world.

　　He: "It's time for you to appear!"

　　 Then, the singing of Bhagavad Gita resounded throughout the world.

　　The power from the heavenly genealogy·Maintaining the way emerges——Fifth Tier·Quirana!

　　 [Truth Hengchang]'s frame was turbulent again, and a tragic gap appeared on it, and then, a ray of bright streamer fell through the gap, straight down, and sank into the door of the Bone Burying Sanctuary.

　　 Massive sources of fertile water swept through, bringing about the final qualitative change.

　　 The quiet dream covering the inner circle of Danbo suddenly stirred up thousands of layers of ripples, converging with each other, overlapping in one place, and turned into a monstrous ocean tide.

　　 "It's really magnificent, Huai Shi...what is this? Lost to the East, reaping the mulberry and elm?"

　　 At the very center of the ivory tower, Tong Ji sighed softly, and laughed: "Perhaps, compared to'Paper-Paper Element', to some extent, this is the miracle that belongs to you alone?"

　　 In front of her, the Utopia host, which had only been reconstructed to one third, was endlessly extracting the source material. With her actions, the ‘High School End’ salvaged by her personally presided over the operation and lowered the authority.

　　 used this as a bridge to forcibly take over the stigma of the young man's life!

　　 Seventy years later, with the same soul as the axis, the Supreme High School and the Book of Destiny are once again linked in the same place, and the sacred projection of the heaven once again emerges.

　　 At that moment, from the shattered long street in the inner circle of Tanba, in the collapsed ruins, in the burning flame... countless silhouettes of afterimages emerged.

　　 Endless deaths gather here.

　　 Relied on the projection of the young man's fate, those dead souls opened their eyes again, looking at the world from the shadow of China, looking up at the radiance of the miracle in the sky.

　　 can vaguely distinguish what they once looked like, but there is no more resentment and despair in those eyes, and they have become calm and serene.

　　 is not because of the pity of miracles, but because of the arrival of hope.

　　 I firmly believe that there is a ‘future’ in this world.

　　 In this way, those who have passed away smiled, following the compassion melody of the cello, step by step over the burning flag, and disappeared into the darkness at the end of the Burial Sanctuary.

　　 From this fleeting dream of heaven, ushered in eternal sleep.

　　The door of the Bone-Buried Sanctuary gradually collapsed.

　　 disappeared silently.

　　 "...When the fourth seal was opened, I heard the fourth living creature say, come."

Tong Ji whispered softly, "I watched and saw a gray horse; the one riding on the horse was called death, and the underworld followed him; authority was given to them, and they could be killed with swords, famine, death, and beasts. A quarter of the people on the ground."

　　 In this way, with her words, under the dissipated miracle of life, in the casting furnace, the authority from death converged!

　　 At that moment, Da Shi Ming Huai Shi opened his eyes.

　　 gazed at the sky, the earth, and everything.

　　 "Hello, world--"

　　 He said softly, "I'm back."

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　　 "Well done, boy! Ah, no, can you still be called "youth" when you are eighteen? "Youth"? It feels weird..."

　　 Above the collapsed ruins, Liu Dongli put down the binoculars in his hand and smiled with satisfaction: "Anyway, I want to make you the second most handsome in the world."

　　 He raised his hand and wiped the dark blood from the corner of his mouth. Lower your head, look at the notes in your hand, and then use a pencil to cross out the penultimate line.

　　 Only the last thing is left waiting to be completed.

　　 "From the timetable..." Liu Dongli raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance mockingly: "Next, it's time for some people to be incompetent and furious."

　　 Following his words, the Empire Hotel collapsed.

From the huge underground facility, there are dozens of sturdy and hideous deformed arms extending out, as long as an invisible end~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and in the broken clouds in the sky, there is the same. His arms fell, entangled and intertwined with each other.

　　 pull tightly.

　　 does not allow the sympathy with the blessed land to be cut off.

　　 almost!

　　 is a little too close!

Under 　　 Yushi’s face, countless scarlet compound eyes emerged: "Wait, wishful thinking!"

　　 From the countless interlaced arms, the door to the most blessed paradise opened again.

　　 After losing the mirror world as a transit, the connection between today's blessed land and the present has become weaker than ever. But as long as there are more people here, you can turn your body into a passage at any time and open the door of Paradise again.

　　 "——I am not alone, I am all!"

Taking countless diseases and plagues in history as a projection, the more born are not individuals. Even if the ranchers merge the cells of the immortal beasts and become the manifestation of squamous human disease, it still has a huge existence. power.

　　 The bell rang.

　　 gluttonous time even!

　　 At this moment, in his call, the sacred light emerged from the gate of Paradise.

　　 Numerous holy figures with wings and wings descended from hell, overwhelming the sky and turning into tides. That is a large group of **** that belongs to the happy land-hunting angels!

　　 At the moment of arrival, a large number of angels were more and more swallowed.

　　 To be precise, it was infested by the essence from the abyss, forcibly transformed into a more superior existence, becoming an increasingly extended existence. .

　　 is just a momentary decay and rebirth, the essence is completely different.

　　 The plague, come!