Apocalyptic Forecast

"Please, mourn for him—"

　　Meng seemed to be stung by the words.

　　 It is obviously a humble plea, but it carries the power that cannot tolerate Huai Shi's rebellion.

　　 The low order constantly echoed and overlapped in the brain, turning into hysterical roars and echoes, filling almost every corner of Huai Shi's consciousness.

　　 made his will quickly drowsy, comprehending the sadness, and screamed along with the other party.

　　 An invisible vortex emerges, pulling him as if to throw him somewhere...

　　 No sorrow, excuse me, goodbye!

　　 Huai Shi instinctively waved a triptych, and then at that moment, he heard thunder from a distance.

　　 A sharp electric light ran across the void and struck his forehead.

　　 awakened him from his dream.

　　 opened his eyes and saw the strange ceiling.

　　 panting violently, sweating.

　　 There is still a faint tingling on his face, his body is numb, his face is full of nosebleeds, and the corners of his mouth are foaming!

　　 When he turned his head and looked to the side of the bed, he saw that the "Hate Water" on the head of the bed, the incomplete weapon, unexpectedly appeared with strands of frost and burn marks.

　　 That is the origin of the thunder in the dream.

　　 The silent miracle sensed the surrounding anomalies, and the instinctive operation defeated this inexplicable dream and made him wake up.

　　 Although this method is a bit rough...

　　 High voltage electrotherapy is really enough!

　　 "Thank you Ang!"

　　 Huaishi patted Henshui thankfully, rubbing her stiff neck, got up and walked to the bathroom, after washing her face, she finally cleared up the situation a little bit.

　　 Is that hallucination, conjecture, or something else?

　　 He can't figure it out, but I don't know how many times I have had this similar experience.

　　 The supernatural nature of the Heavenly Kingdom's pedigree for the abyss and the blessing of the Book of Destiny almost turned him into a psychic medium, which would trigger something if he was not careful.

　　 Hell at every turn.

　　 However, Huai Shi felt that this time was different from the past.

　　Because of its ending, it is exceptionally...different.

　　 At the end of the nightmare, just before Huai Shi woke up, he seemed to hear a laugh that seemed familiar. Like a passerby eating melons, he looked at the haggard man in his dream like Huai Shi, mocking him incomparably.

　　 asked completely without conscience.

　　 "Why?"

　　Pure passers-by, one said one, indeed.

　　 Huai Shi deeply agrees with this.

　　What's the situation here?

　　 Who mourns for? Who died? How did you die? Where?

　　Is it inappropriate to invite passers-by to participate in the funeral?

　　 Look like that, I don’t even plan to give it a red envelope!

　　 It would be too insincere to let people be the filial piety by empty words.

　　Since the other party is not kind in the first place, Huai Shi has no psychological pressure when he is wicked.

　　 washed his face, brushed his teeth, and paid the eldest brother "Hate Shui" an elemental protection fee. By the way, he shaved the broken dog, because of his unfamiliar skills, he bit several bites...

　　 obviously came out for a refresher class, but why is it like being a nanny?

　　 There is a black-hearted woman who is even harder to serve, and doesn't know where she went.

　　 Life is not easy, Huai Shi sighed.

　　 The only good news is the notice from the alchemy puppet: In another hour, he will arrive at the Helios workshop.

　　 However, the bad news is more than he thought.

　　 After Huai Shi had breakfast and followed the guide, when he went to the lounge, he felt the weird atmosphere in the lounge, which was extremely solemn.

　　 Everyone's complexion is gloomy, and there is an unpleasant meaning floating in the air.

　　 Only the guy Iz was still humming, smoking his own eggplant that seemed to never finish, and greeted Huaishi.

　　 "What's wrong?" Huai Shi walked over and looked around.

　　 I don't know if it is an illusion or something, it seems that there are fewer people?

　　 "Isn't there yet?" he asked.

　　 "No, if you don't count Garandon, you are probably the last one." The well-informed Izzy smiled and said, "Something not very good has happened. I thought you could not come either."

　　 "Huh?" Huai Shi was instantly alert.

"Last night, at the current time, at about four o'clock in the morning, all the cyborgs on the Son of Leviathan stopped functioning." Izzy said, "It is inexplicable. There is no sign. No matter where, everything. Downtime."

　　 "Wait, what does downtime mean?"

　　 "If it shows the external situation, it's probably... fell asleep?"

　　 Iz shrugged helplessly: "I really don't understand. The source of such a thing as a human being is so thin that it can't even sleep, but it can dream. It's a great discovery that spanned the century.

　　 No matter what secret instrument is used to control it, there is no response, and it is completely in a state of scrap, and there is no abnormality after the disassembly. Even if a new batch is produced, it will still lose response after a few seconds.

　　 This was originally enough to cause headaches, but it's not just that..."

　　 said, he took a meaningful look at Huai Shi.

　　 "What do you see me doing?" Huai Shi became wary: "This has nothing to do with me. I just get on the boat and get on the boat when I have nothing to do with your cyborgs?"

　　 "No, I was just an accident. With your sharpness, you were able to be intact, which really relieved me."

　　 When I said this, Izzy’s smile did not change at all, and he didn’t seem to know what it meant...

　　 just raised his hand, pulled out a piece of gem pendant that had completely lost its luster from under the neckline, and asked casually: "That dream, you should have dreamed of it too?"

　　 Huaishi's eyes widened.

　　 Hearing his voice, the surrounding alchemists all looked over, but their expressions were not pretty.

　　 Until now, Huai Shi finally realized it.

　　The strange dream of feelings this time is not a single case, it is a Ferrari 50 yuan voucher, everyone has a share!

　　 But since Izzy said so...

"Yes, some people were left in that dream." Izzy shrugged regretfully: "I haven't been able to wake up until now. Galandeon is trying, but the success rate is slim."

　　 In the long silence, Huai Shi felt a moment of fear.

　　 But soon, he noticed something was wrong.

　　 "Can't you wake up with a little stimulation?" He asked suspiciously, "Why haven't anyone awakened?"

　　 With a word, everyone's eyes became more subtle.

　　 I don't know whether it is jealousy or shock.

　　 But soon, seeing the scars on his face and arm that were bitten by the dog, they all started to admire him.

　　 Being able to be awakened by a dog bite is considered a talent.

　　 "You dog is so powerful?" Iz was also stupid, unbelievable: "Would you like to borrow it?"

　　 Po Dog squatted beside Huai Shi and yawned lazily.

　　 Tongue was paralyzed, and when he smiled evilly, three rows of overlapping sharp teeth still glowing with iron light were exposed, like a razor, with hooks, making people chill all over the body.

　　 "...No, I don't think it will be useful."

　　 Huaishi's eyes twitched: "But what does that sentence say... you have to try, I won't force it."

　　 His heart has gradually become clear.

　　Perhaps, I don't hate water and electricity to wake up.

　　Because he was foaming at the mouth when he woke up, he might not know how long the hate water has been charged.

　　 "What did you dream of?" he asked tentatively.

There is nothing to hide at this point. Everyone dreams of the same thing. A man with a haggard look like a tramp, wandering on the deserted ground, looking for someone to eat his house as if rushing to the grave. The running water seat..."

　　 without exception.

　　 There is no difference even in race, hair color and height.

　　The middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes, black clothes riding a horse, empty scabbard around his waist, and scars on his fingers, wandering like a gravedigger.

　　 After summarizing, everyone found that everyone who woke up was the one who did not answer him.

　　 Some people even use various methods to force themselves to wake up when they realize that the dream is not from themselves. Either an alchemy secret instrument, or a strange relic, or even through its own stigmata.

　　 A prodigal second generation ancestor like Izzy even consumed a stand-in living stone that could block the deadly curse at a critical time and replace his death.

　　 can only be said to be a krypton player.

　　 The strangest thing is Rachel.

　　 The pale man curled up in the corner, his eyes were bloodshot, but his spirit was incredible.

　　 is like a frightened bird. Since being frightened by the attacker, he has not dared to fall asleep at all!

　　 I didn't expect it to happen by mistake, and escaped this sudden death sentence. It can only be said to be **** luck.

　　 But in Izzy's account, Huaishi found another strange place.

　　——Everyone, no one dreamed of the last voice in Huai Shi’s memory.

　　 "Now you know your sister, right?"

　　 Tongji’s phantom appeared on Huai Shi’s shoulder, with a pleasant tone: "This is the preciousness of Big Sister, not only to make the contractor drunk, but also to make her own idiot sober..."

　　 To wake me up, just the bill and the tragic reality are enough, thank you.

　　 Huai Shi covered his face and sighed.

　　 I definitely fell into the pit this time...

　　 No, as early as when Tong Ji was going out together, he should have understood that this could not be a sweet trip for two...

　　 "Oh, it's really a dangerous and bumpy journey. After all the hardships and hardships, with the support of hard work and friendship, everyone is about to successfully reach the destination."

　　Tongji said with emotion: "Just thinking of this, I can't help but move people."

　　 "Enough, Tong Ji, let's stop planting the flag, okay!"

　　 Huaishi suspected that she definitely didn't plan to stop if she didn't fry the broken ship with milk.

　　 "What are you afraid of?"

　　 Tongji looked over in confusion: "Aren't we here already?"

　　 said, she lifted her wings and pointed to the end of the lounge, the huge window that occupies an entire comparison.

　　 Just in a dark universe, a fuzzy outline slowly emerged.

　　 The son of Leviathan sang a whale song, swimming silently in the vacuum of this hell, quickly passing through the planetary ring formed by dust and meteorites before him.

　　In just one night, it spanned a long distance calculated in units of 100 million kilometers.

　　 Then, everyone caught a glimpse of the terrifying phenomenon of countless hells below that was formed by the surging tide of the abyss.

　　 separated by a distant depth, that huge force stirred the present material, causing the surface of the gathered stars to form a never-ending hurricane.

　　 Countless molten metal and dense liquid hydrogen boil in it~www.wuxiaspot.com~, turning into a cauldron of chaos, continuously deducing layers of dizzying ripples.

　　 And just under the countless turbulence and violent changes, there is a storm cyclone that is huge enough to swallow the entire reality in it, spinning frantically.

　　 looks like an eye pupil looking out from the abyss to the present.

　　 ferocious and cold.

　　 stared indifferently at this group of visitors who did not know the height of the sky.

　　 At this moment, right above the most famous "Devil's Eye" in Jupiter, above the synchronized orbit of the stars, the tragic and deformed outline gradually became clear.

　　 can barely distinguish the once glorious and solemn posture.

　　 That was the burning iron temple in the old days of mythology.

　　 But now, the behemoth has been completely penetrated by countless sharp giant pillars, and the other half has collapsed, twisted, and skewed into a weird look that no postmodern architect can imagine.

　　 The scarlet scarlet leaked out from the scar-like cracks, spreading to the surroundings.

　　 is like hanging a baby's umbilical cord, floating in a vacuum.

　　 Only the silent cry remains.

　　 echoed in the minds of all witnesses.

　　 lasts for a long time.

　　 This is the remains of Helios.