Apocalyptic Forecast

After a long time of experience, Huai Shi has summed up a little objective law-once a member of the ideal country, everyone is more or less seriously ill.

　　 The predecessors who have passed away don't mention it for the first time, and what is left now is either with a brain problem, or a brain problem.

　　 And the problem is very big.

　　 none of them is normal!

　　 includes the supernumerary member in front of me. Whenever I mention the excitement to watch, my eyes are almost shining.

　　 "Ahem, although I came here with excitement, as a guide, I should advise you to be safe, be wise, and go home in time."

As if aware of his gaffe, Oldham coughed twice and tried to put on a very serious look: "I can provide a safe shortcut to help everyone return to the present situation-rest assured, soon, tomorrow At this time, you can have lunch in London..."

Although 　　 said that, the abstract expression of this snail is already full of expectation of "Don't go, don't go please".

　　As a poor, weak and helpless snail, Oldham has already fallen into a difficult struggle-having fun on one side and duties on the other, making it impossible for Snail to choose.

　　 In silence, he peeked at the faces of everyone. And everyone is also looking at Huai Shi.

　　 It's time to make a decision.

　　 Ke Huaishi did not speak.

　　 just silent.

　　 suppressed the urge to sigh.

　　Sometimes, he hates becoming a tool man, but sometimes he can't help but want to become that carefree tool man again.

　　 At least you don’t have to face the consequences of your choice.

　　 If this is a game, he must have rolled up his sleeves and **** his mother.

　　 But this is not something that is so painless for games. A wave of teamfights were lost, and everyone restarted at the resurrection point, only to lose a little money.

　　 But at a place fifty depths away from the current situation, once you lose, there is no room for recovery.

Professor Anton, who has a great trust in himself, Gregory, who shepherd the sheep for decades to set foot in **** again, Foster who used to live peacefully in the iron crystal seat, Raymond and Red Dragon who can give up their lives for their companions... …

　　 If he rashly advances, everyone may die because of his choice.

　　 But if they just turn around and go back, where do they put their future and mission?

　　 "...Sorry, I want to try."

　　 Huaishi sighed lightly and told them: "If you want to initiate a vote for this, I will not stop it."

　　 "I have no problem." Foster smoked a cigarette and raised his hand.

　　 "I don't want to, anyway, I keep sheep everywhere." Gregory said, "It makes no difference."

　　 "I... I still have a loan that has not been repaid."

　　 Raymond didn’t finish, he coughed awkwardly, “Uh, I mean, if you don’t mind an extra bad debt, I don’t care anyway.”

　　 "Then do it."

　　Anton put down the stainless steel coffee cup, and said slowly: "Where is the reason for him to run away with his tail in fright before the enemy comes?"

　　"Everything is here."

　　 When talking, the old professor's expression was peaceful and quiet, like a retired old engineer who went for a walk after talking to people about dinner.

　　 Peeling the shell of the melon seed with his head down, his wrinkled and spotted fingers are stable like a lathe, pinching the thin and fragile kernels from the cracks and throwing them into the foam of coffee.

　　 In the steaming heat, the nuts floated up and down silently, swirling together with the undercurrent in the cup.

　　 "It's time to decide, Huai Shi." Anton said, "This is your duty."

　　 So, in this long silence, Huai Shi took a breath, and her expression gradually calmed down.

　　 "Then go ahead."

　　 He raised his head and said to everyone: "Please put your luck behind you and don't have to think about retreat and stability.

　　Because I will put everything on the gaming table, including the lives of everyone here.

　　 No matter what happens, how many enemies there are, our plan will not change, and our destination will not be shaken.

　　 If someone wants to stop us, we have to crush their bones and bunker together. "

　　 As if he could see the endless enemies in the distance, Huai Shi whispered: "If the **** is going to fight us, then we will be with the **** and never die--"

　　 No one speaks.

　　 Only four palms were raised, seconding calmly.

　　 From the moment they left the present realm, no, as early as when they received this mission, they never thought about retreat.

　　 Either you're done, regain the past afterglow, or die without a place to be buried, quietly annihilated in a corner.

　　 No matter which result is waiting for him in the future, Huai Shi will be happy.

　　 "This is my answer to you, Mr. Oldham."

　　 Huai Shi said to the snail: "Next, it's your turn to perform your duties. I hope we can all fulfill our mission."

　　 "Of course! Of course!"

The water-embroidered snail danced with tentacles in ecstasy, not paying attention to the slightest ridicule in Huai's words, but became more and more excited, "I did not misunderstand you, Mr. Huai Shi! I can be sure that you are definitely one of the pillars of the heavenly genealogy. only!"

　　 Huai Shi was amused, "Is it good at finding death, is it a pillar?"

　　 "I don't know the other pedigrees, but in the heavenly pedigree, isn't this a great advantage?"

　　 In the eyes of Oldham, Huai Shi’s style is definitely a direct line in the Utopia. The iron rod in the iron rod may be more upright than Russell’s rod!

　　 Isn’t that the way the guy who rushed into the abyss back then?

　　 As long as you do not die, do it!

Fighting with enemies dozens of times as large as one’s own, you don’t even blink your eyes. The ruler’s graves are digging and digging. Ruins dozens of epochs before are blasting. The guy who came to the door rubbed on the ground.

　　 Either you die, or you die, or you die!

　　 I don’t know how to compromise, I don’t know how to avoid, I don’t know how to give in, and I don’t hesitate to create more **** in **** for my own heaven.

　　 Even the monsters start to wonder who is the real monster.

　　 This is the so-called Utopia...

　　 After so many years, Oldham finally grasped this familiar feeling again, and tears filled his eyes with almost excitement.

　　 I am very grateful for my original decision and foresight.

　　Sure enough, no matter what boring thing is, as long as you touch the ideal country, it will instantly become full of fun!

　　 And when he thought of being able to sit in the VIP seat to witness the beginning and the end of everything, Oldham was trembling with excitement, his appetite was very appetizing, and he ate a few more vegetables and leaves.

　　 The degree of deliciousness has greatly increased!

"Then, in accordance with the contract, I will be here to provide you with all the services I can." Oldham waved his short tentacles, and said to the distinguished guests as if bending over and saluting: "Until the end of the mission or death comes. until."

　　 "You don't need to say more if you are boring."

　　 Huaishi asked bluntly, "Where is my enemy?"

"According to the current situation, it will take about two days. No, after one day, you will encounter the Legion of the Blessed Land. However, before that, in order to delay your advance, the nearest corrupt cult has been transferred nearby. Several deep legions have repaired brand new gates at the important entrances and exits of the key hell."

　　 Oldham swam slowly on the table, the heavy metals in his body left a mercury-like track wherever he passed, and outlined a specific depth distribution map.

　　 highlights the city that is constantly besieged by the Quartet.

　　 "If I'm not wrong, they will delay you here at any cost, waiting for the main force to arrive, when the time comes, they will be caught in one go."

　　 "As for the closest..."

　　 Its abstract expression became very subtle, and it stopped in front of a city gate on the map: "If you maintain this speed, you will be able to see it in about half an hour."

　　 "Then should I congratulate them?"

　　 Huaishi looked beyond the bridge, the dark storm that enveloped everything, full of expectation: "After all, the prey is already here."

　　 In the tyrannical storm, there was a high-pitched call.

　　 In the terrifying wind composed of countless dust and stone flakes, dozens of dazzling lights emerged, and the pitch-black sun boat fully supported the deflection shield, ran over the ground, and went straight forward.

　　 tears through the storm, breaks through the barrier, and does not conceal any deeds.

　　 The turbulent source quality fluctuations are like fission in a furnace, radiating out in all directions.

　　 speed up!

　　 In the huge space under the deck, accompanied by the continuous sound of steel friction, the silent snakes spread their arms, draped heavy armor with the help of mechanical arms, and pulled the mask.

　　 Behind the goggles, his eyes were cold and gloomy, and the light of killing intent appeared.

All ready to go.

　　 Compared to the silence here, the workshop behind them roared endlessly. A huge lizard beast neighed on the transmission pedal under the shaman's shout, and disappeared into the darkness and the gates along the track like an assembly line.

　　 The sharp voice is endless.

　　 Measuring, stamping, cutting, assembling, welding, loading and fitting...In just three minutes, the heavy steel that is difficult for ordinary human bodies to load is enveloped on them.

　　Armed from the tail to the tip of the claws, and even on the back, a heavy gun of exaggerated size!

The armor made of incantation crystal alloy covers every inch of skin, and the secret instrument from primitive incantation inspires the most violent animality, causing their mouths and noses to spray hot white mist, and they feel unprecedented hunger, thirst and excitement. , Not afraid of trauma and death!

　　The shamans walked between the arrays, waved the poisonous branches in their hands, sang loudly and praised the ring of eternity, and shed the nectar of blessings.

　　 In just fifteen minutes, the sun boat, which is going all-out, has crossed the **** in front of him and broke through the eternal storm.

　　 In the roar, the earthquake trembled.

　　 The city gate at the end of hell, the sound of the alarm bell just sounded, and the sluggish **** creatures raised their heads and screamed on the wall of blood-colored skeletons.

　　 The slave laborers who were building the wall under the flogging were stunned, and even the slings were loose and the boulders were under pressure without noticing them.

　　 Soon, a horn sounded. Successive smooth circulations covered the city wall, causing the gloomy and bone-like wall to show a glow that surpassed gold and iron.

　　 More than that, a series of icy beams of light rose from the ground, like a cage, blocking the path in the air.

　　 When boiling molten iron was poured on a huge door dozens of meters high, the path through it was completely closed.

　　 There are more boulders piled up behind the door, strengthening the tortoise shell desperately.

　　 did not expect any achievements at all, nor did he intend to obtain any gains in the war. The lord of the large group guarding here made the wisest choice as early as the moment he saw the sun ship.

　　 "Send a letter! Send a letter now!"

　　 The ghoul warlord turned his head and snarled at the priest: "Tell them, those people on the spot are here!"

　　 There is no need to fight, as long as you send a notification, there are six legions to support at any time, and there will be rewards from the Holy Lord later...

　　 There are such good things in the world?

　　 The warlord rubbed his hands in ecstasy: This vote is a big profit!

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　　"This scale...it's a small loss~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On the bow deck of the sun ship, Huai Shi looks into the distance, estimating the number of enemies in the city, regretfully sighing.

　　 is not a bargain.

　　 Behind him, the elder knelt on one knee and swears solemnly: "I will take this place for you before sunset!"

　　 Huaishi smiled and waved his hand slightly: "Don't be nervous, elders, today the sun won't fall from here, just let it go."

　　 "However, before that—"

　　He paused and said softly, "Let's light up the sun first."

　　 Along with his words, the sun boat roared loudly, and huge power burst from the engine furnace, pushing the steel structure to slowly rotate.

　　 Sparks shoot from the seams of steel.

　　 Above the hull, the scalp-numbing cannon body slowly lifted up and aimed at the distant city.

　　 Secondary drive, source quality filling.

　　 The qualitative change occurs and the program is started.

　　 Then, with the thunderous heartbeat, Raymond, who was entangled by countless cables, opened his eyes, and his eyes shot out the same electric light as the gun.

　　The main gun of the Sunship Combat·Isis' Tears.

　　——Launch!