Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 1045: Hey? Are you there? (Thanks to the leader of Super Pumpkin Congee

There is a key creation link in all myths, and the source code of all genealogy also has this vital part. It will determine the composition of the stigmata and the basis of miracles, and how to understand everything.

  

   Whether it is a sleeping god, a holiness wielding a big axe, an existence running on the water, or a giant giant sucking cows in the cold winter, all are essentially expounding the process of all things flowing out of the pillar of the marrow.

  

   No matter which one, the process is actually the same.

  

  ——In the chaos, there is a kind of power. After breaking everything, the clear ones rise and the muddy ones fall, forming a magnificent present world.

  

  Everything moves in an orderly manner.

  

   But many myths have not said it... In fact, the extinction of the world is the same.

  

   is not much different from when all this was created.

  

   When all things in Vientiane usher in the final end, everything that has been sublimated ushered in the solidification and destruction in hell, the huge reality will be torn apart.

  

   When countless lobes fell into the abyss, the so-called **** was formed.

  

  Those light, hollow, and indifferent things will gradually peel off, floating in the "shallow water", and solidifying into a miracle of disaster, they will fall into the deep ocean.

  

   towards deeper.

  

   The more quintessential and brilliant things are, after solidification, the heavier they are, and the more distant they fall.

  

   Because of this, the so-called concept of depth and general divisions are formed-human beings use the quality of disasters or miracles as the criterion to measure the abyss composed of endless hells.

  

  The depth zone, the withering zone, the abyssal dark zone, the silent zone, and even the bottom of many weird abysses...

  

   and at the top, the eternal light guarded by countless scattered borders-the present realm.

  

After    unifies all these existences, it becomes the most real and complete appearance of the whole world.

  

   Once in the most prosperous period of the Utopia, when **** development was the most popular, the place where human footprints are all over is the existence of the depth zone today.

  

   Bronze Eye clearly divides many hells with depth, and discovers countless ruins, relics, large groups of hells, and even barren fields from them.

  

   At the same time, all the outposts and exploration bases are built in this depth.

  

   But in fact, if it is understood in an oceanographic way, all this is only the upper layer of the sea of ​​hell.

  

   shallow sea area.

  

Here, the light of the real world can be irradiated, and at the same time, it is also the place with the most vitality and life. Countless large groups roam, grow, fight and die in the barren hell, but they cannot provide real hunting food. The survival of the beast and the behemoth.

  

   In the wither zone, there is no such a ‘mild’ environment. More calamities spread in this huge depth, and there is no place for the weak.

  

   At the same time, it is also the battlefield and territory of many rulers.

  

   As for the deeper dark area of ​​the abyss, it has long since become fragmented in the war, in which countless huge hells collide with each other, and endless disasters and destruction are brewing under the will of the ruler.

  

   The lairs of many rulers and giants were established here.

  

  Because only the depth here can support the prison where they are located, and the disaster and strength they tolerate.

  

   Their existence is too heavy, and the essence of disaster they master is too large, so that this power has turned into an invisible shackle, shackling them in the deep layers.

  

  Only when the tide from the Quiet Zone arrives, can it rise to within a range enough to touch the real world. Otherwise, you can only abandon most of the power and lower your incarnation.

  

   Or, just as damaged and stranded as the town of twilight.

  

   As for the deeper silence zone, there is no clear composition anymore.

  

   Even the ruler of the deep dark zone did not want to touch the endless sea of ​​chaos. In that pure chaos and darkness, I don't know how many weird existences and terrifying things there are.

  

   The former ideal country, after suffering an unexpected huge loss, can only choose to abandon further exploration and withdraw across the board.

  

The only result that    brings back is the speculation and hypothesis called the ‘Bottom of the Abyss’-in the deepest layer of the Silent Zone, there are dozens of weird areas where even natural enemies will be eroded and decayed.

  

   If this endless abyss exists at the bottom, it must be the foundation of hell. It was not until the later traveler Chu Hai personally verified that its existence was finally confirmed.

  

   The prophecies left by the former president-the twenty-four elements of destruction, are also based on this existence.

  

  The shadow rancher of the gods, the piper who is the incarnation of chaos and destruction, and all the crystallization of the wisdom of the abyss and the hope of the devil... are all born from it.

  

The emergence of    Golden Dawn was also affected by it.

  

   And according to Russell’s speculation, even the man in gray himself has mastered a certain power under the arrangement of the former president...

  

   But everything is hidden in the past, no longer known.

  

   Now, under the surging of the depth tide, the behemoths in the dark area of ​​the abyss began to float again, and an endless undercurrent filled the hell.

  

   Within it, there was a small wave that spread out quietly.

  

   It was as if a stone had fallen into a boiling pond.

  

   The ripples named Huai Shi, in this way, under the impetus of the jesters, aroused the ripples of the abyss.

  

   is based on the network formed by the jester’s temple of truth, descending from the depth zone, passing through the withering zone, and even leaving a faint track in the deep dark zone.

  

   Deep Dark Zone·Blessed Land.

  

   In the eternal hymns, the great light from the seat of God shines on all things. The fanatical believers had their wings on their backs and gathered into an invisible array. After passing through the halls, they stepped on the steps of devotion and walked to the gate of the audience.

  

   Above the sky, countless holy angels are flying, with innocent smiles on their faces, heartily praising this pure and noble faith, the only truth and essence in this world.

  

   And when the high-pitched bell rang like a bell before a meal, the archangel in the cloud holding a bright golden scroll descended on the earth.

  

  Countless hunting angels squatted on the ground, respectfully welcoming the will of this great being from the side of God.

  

  Under the seat of God, those holy spirits who listen to the teachings day and night and serve the only masters of this world have drawn up the latest issue of dedication and sacrifice!

  

   So, just under the attention of everyone, the archangel launched the "Today's Set Food Menu·The Sixth Supplement" in his hands, and announced impassionedly:

  

   "One appetizer, 10,000 believers, 16 solidified people, one sacrifice, and a large group of six. Two furnaces, grilled until slightly yellow, grilled with crystalline charcoal, not too much salt and fat."

  

   The first scroll was handed in, and the person who was ordered ran away with gratitude.

  

   followed by the second, third, and fourth.

  

   A total of two soups, one staple food, two side dishes... In the end, dessert requires a member of the heavenly family and a Huai poem.

  

   The archangel solemnly entrusted the command in his hand to the subordinates in front of him:

  

   "Don't let the Holy Lord stay for a long time."

   "Praise my lord! Praise the great king!"

  

   The commanded king of the legion was moved to tears, holding the scroll in both hands, and solemnly promised: "I will offer a clean meal to my lord."

  

   "Very well, let's go."

  

   The archangel nodded with relief.

  

   Behind them, the door of the blessed land burst open.

  

   Then, countless hunting angels whizzed out, turned into a torrent, and rushed in all directions. Once again enveloped the entire abyss.

  

  .

  

"what is this?!"

  

  The dark area of ​​the abyss, the land of bliss, in the hall full of moans and screams, a voice of surprise came.

  

   On the gorgeous throne inlaid with jewels and beautiful jade, the man who looked all over his body was covered with a layer of gauze, covered his lips, and screamed in surprise:

  

   "What is this? What is this?!"

  

   The archbishop of the corrupt sect, the ruler of Bo Xun, is known as the existence of the host of the feast. At this moment, the stars of longing and joy are shining in his eyes, his arms are folded, and he moans in excitement:

  

   "Ah, ah, where is this little flower? It's so lovely!"

  

Right in front of him, the kneeling monster held up the scroll in his hand, showing him images from the jesters. The priests in yellow clothes pointed to the middle figure and introduced: "Huai Shi , Male, eighteen years old..."

  

   "Oh, it's a delicate flower!" The host of the banquet shouted in surprise.

  

   Behind him, the weird corpses immersed in desire and carnival cheered in unison: "Jiaohua!"

  

   "Need patient care!"

  

   The host of the banquet solemnly emphasized.

  

   So the corpses screamed: "Take care!"

  

   The sacrifice was taken for a moment, and he hesitated: "But, the jesters hang..."

  

   "I don't care what the **** is offering a reward!" The host of the banquet sneered, "A group of incomprehensible dead ghosts, how do you know what love is!"

  

   The mummies roared, "Have sex!!!"

  

   "I like him very much!"

  

The master of    Huanyan sucked his fingers and stroked the figure on the scroll idiotically: "Go, bring him to me-beauty, only worthy of the strong!"

  

   "Have it!!!"

  

   The corpses enthusiastically praised.

  

  In an instant, dozens of priests crawled on the ground and solemnly promised: "Yes!"

  

   And just as the priests took their orders to leave, they were suddenly shouted again.

  

"and also."

  

The host of    Huanyan pointed to the picture scroll and said, "Forget the remaining three old dishes, and the one next to it will also be brought back."

  

  He paused, looking at the sluggish-faced truck driver, and nodded slightly: "Well, it's a bit ugly, but it doesn't have a flavor. You can make a side dish after a big meal."

  

   The corpses raised their arms and shouted in excitement, "Side dishes!!!"

  

   Soon, the gate closed again.

  

   From the palace, the endless carnival begins again.

  

   At the same time, in the depths of hell, in a thick mist full of weird precipitation, sewage flows across. Countless shriveled corpses floated in the sewage.

  

   But a dark factory is constantly roaring, day and night production, and countless smoke pipes that pierce the sky like a forest emit a continuous stream of thick smoke.

  

   But with the arrival of a signal from afar, the factory hummed loudly, shrank strangely, and quickly turned into a huge fortress.

  

   The foundation of the fortress rose quickly, growing out a series of weird metal thighs, matching the track, and gradually disappearing in the roar.

  

   In the middle of the fortress, under the logo of the owner of the Purgatory Workshop, a brand new serial number appeared.

  

  ——No.77!

  

   Today, the silent workshop owners joined the hunt!

  

   is not only here, it is not only the golden dawn, the blessed land, or some other place.

  

Under the impetus of the jesters, whether it is the wandering gnomes in the Thunder Sea, the workshop masters hiding in the dark areas of the abyss, or the remnants who have fallen apart under the ravages of the heavenly genealogy, at this moment, Invariably carrying malice, they cast their sights on the boundary between the depth zone and the withering zone.

  

   The existence named Huaishi!

  

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   Depth 51·Dust Wasteland.

  

   In the endless gray storm, the pitch-black solar ship rushed forward, running over the thorn-like stone flakes, and sparks flew.

  

The rock fragments mixed in the storm are like sharp blades, constantly scratching the elemental shield, but soon, guided by the deflection field, it follows the shield like a fish caught in an undercurrent. Flew back and disappeared.

  

   "Isn't this very fast!"

  

On the bridge of   , Huai Shi praised: "We have crossed four hells in just a day and a half. At this speed, we will be able to reach the third communication center in two days."

  

   "The premise is that no one is blocking the way."

  

   Raymond's weak reminder.

  

   Now, he is leaning on his enlarged captain's throne, like a giant bear being forcibly stuffed into a stroller.

  

   Now this guy's height has swelled to the level of two meters, and it is still growing at a rate of at least ten centimeters a day...

  

  According to Gregorian's estimation, the results of the operation are quite gratifying. When Raymond and Iwataki Heart are completely integrated, his height should be fixed at about two meters and nine meters.

  

  At this moment, after crying and hanging out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he has accepted the reality with all his thoughts, saying goodbye to his wives who never existed and may not exist in the future.

  

   has even entered the stage of "Isn't it good?"

  

   is really good.

  

   It’s just that when I talked, I was still angry and hoarse with a trace of sadness, "If I were an abyss jester, I would definitely not let you go."

  

   "Worry about that kind of thing?"

  

Huai Shi calmly knocked on the melon seeds from Gregory, and vomited on the ground, "We ran so fast, and he couldn't catch up for a while... Besides, the **** is so big, could it be in this wild mountain Can someone jump out and cut me down?"

  

   Before the words fell, everyone's faces in the bridge were already green.

  

   You can close your crow's mouth!

  

  Aren’t we teammates? Why do you want to insert the flag into the dead?

  

After fully comprehending Huai Shi’s ability to memorize characters, they can no longer believe in the mysterious Eastern power... But this time, before they had time to rush to cover Huai Shi’s mouth, there was a harsh alarm sound. Sounded.

  

   The radar screamed loudly.

  

  ——The unknown disaster response is close at hand!

  

   Immediately afterwards, there was an unfamiliar voice from the bridge:

  

   "Excuse me, is Mr. Huaishi here?"

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