Apocalyptic Forecast

"Storm and rain?"

　　 Huai Shi looked away from the depth map, as if he heard a joke: "It's rainstorm like this? Do I need to buy an umbrella?"

　　 "This is just the beginning."

　　 Oldham said: "There are more people and more people holding chips that have not yet entered the venue... and don't forget that compared with the real magnificent existing casinos, our side may be just a slot machine.

　　Heavyweight gamblers are not interested in such a small fight, the battle of the worlds is the stage they are looking forward to. "

　　 Huai Shi is curious: "If it's just these goods, what kind of storms are they?"

"If I remember correctly, you still seem to be only Tier 3? Can all Tier 3 in the current realm be like you?" Oldham said, "Even the rulers with authority, but there are differences between them. Points."

　　 "Oh, I understand this. There are big guys like the withered king, and there are rotten dreams too!"

　　 Huaishi suddenly understood, "Speaking of which, what is the master of the banquet?

"Because of the newly promoted rulers over the past century, not many people know the details. Limited by time, he has not been able to make a difference in the dark area of ​​the abyss. However, his authority-the eternal carnival feast, should be Infinitely able to approach the power of demon desire.

　　 He is the Seed of the Abyss that was hatched by Bo Xun himself. He is known as Bo Xun’s young son and his beloved embryo...Although his power is narrow, he has many good things given by Bo Xun. "

　　 Speaking of this, it paused for a moment, seeming to look somewhere else: "emmmm, it seems he was irritated by you, he just smashed a lot of things."

　　 "He has a bad temper, why is it my fault?"

　　 Huai Shi did not care: "Where did you just say?"

　　 "The ruler."

Oldham said, “Sometimes, the existence of the ruler represents the group itself, but there must also be a hands-on existence. Just like the elder who serves you, the crown-wearers under the ruler are The extension of their will...Similarly, sometimes, the strength of the siblings also depends on the master it is loyal to.

　　Some people are crown wearers because they are not strong enough. And some people are crown wearers because their bosses are too strong...not only the rulers are superior and inferior, even if they are crown wearers, the strengths and weaknesses between each other may be different. "

　　 At this point, Oldham sighed helplessly: "Look, a trash snack like me, even the owner of a large group, can't beat a kobold, it is really a shame to **** creatures."

　　 "Is that so?" Huai Shi was slightly surprised.

"Yeah yeah."

　　 Oldham nodded seriously, his abstract expression was extremely sincere, without hypocrisy. It vividly shows that I am a subtext of dry food.

　　 Even Huai Shi didn't believe a word about it.

　　 "In short, through days of struggle, your deeds have been successfully spread in the abyss. From subjugation to the most blessed land, no one knows your notoriety.

　　 However, although it has deterred a lot of miscellaneous fish, it is bound to provoke a rebound.

　　 Even in a short period of time, the rising rulers are busy focusing on the battle of the worlds and have no time to pay attention to ants like us, but they will definitely make arrangements. "

Oldham's gaze looked deeper into the abyss: "For example, just now, under the order of the host of the banquet, the corrupt cult sent a melancholy champion, and that is the lord of the large group blessed by Porzun. The champion king of the tormented knights...

　　 Even if he alone is enough to decide the outcome of a **** war, I hope you don’t confuse its existence with those trash fish.

　　 Similarly, a blessed person from the most blessed land, leading a whole group of hunting angels, can already be sure to follow you. That is a fork that the rancher prefers...

　　 And, it seems that there are two twin giants from the Thunder Sea, who also regard you as the next target of his skull hunting patrol.

　　 At the same time, the Golden Dawn seems to have some mobilization, but their main focus should be on the construction of the ladder of hell, and will not blend too deeply.

　　 In the short term, out of fear of Russell, they may choose to watch carefully. But you know... if they have the chance, they will not mind paying some interest back on you. "

　　 "It sounds a bit bad."

　　 Huai Shi sighed, "Can it be worse?"

"of course can."

　　 Oldham knows everything: "The closest thing now should be the Consolidator organization that was almost dying under the pursuit of the heavenly pedigree-the sons of the doomsday.

　　 They hired an entire army of the Black Death, and they were about to reach a depth. In addition, there is another workshop owner who has taken his own factory and started to float up quickly.

　　 And, as you expected... Your jester friend did not give up, but also ran through the abyss, trying to connect more people and completely destroy your existence. "

　　Speaking of this, Oldham asked curiously: "What did you do to him? What caused him to be so...emmm, persistent?"

　　 "It's okay? It's just to follow the people to demolish his home, destroy his family's plan for hundreds of years, destroy the only result, and seem to kill his only friend by the way?"

　　 Huaishi thought for a while, and replied somewhat uncertainly: "Besides, there should be nothing else?"

　　 "...I think, maybe nothing else is needed."

　　 The snail was silent for a long time, admiring it with emotion: "I always thought that you inherited the fine traditions of the heavenly genealogy, but in the end I did not expect that the waves of the Yangtze River would push the waves of the front. You are so young, and you are already blue. It is really amazing!

　　 "Are you complimenting me?" Huai Shi wondered.

　　 "Of course." Oldham said heartily: "According to the words of the current situation: it is really terrifying, maybe there is a'guild president'!

　　 "……"

　　 Huai Shi was speechless, I really didn't know what to say.

　　 The reality is tragic enough.

　　 There is no joking mood anymore.

　　 That's it, time goes by.

　　 A few hours later, Huaishi felt the sun boat suddenly stagnate.

　　 Go in and stop by itself.

"what's happenin?"

　　 Huaishi looked at the screen and frowned: "Is there an enemy?"

　　 can be detected by the screen, but the outside world is empty, only a misty white mist, like a tulle, covering everything.

　　 A dead silence.

　　 Everything is like sleeping in a grave.

　　 "Not the enemy."

Anton looked up and stared at the faint silhouette in the mist. He couldn't see any change in expression on his old face, but he pressed his palm on the table with such force, as if he was trying to grasp something. It's the same as squeezing.

　　 After a long time, I finally relaxed.

　　 He said, "We are here."

　　 A transit station and **** development base abandoned for decades.

　　——Depth 51, Samara Third Communication Center.

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　　 In the earliest days, this place used to be a sentry established by the Russian Federation's pedigree.

　　The knights who participated in the Holy Crusade have killed all the way to this point. They are temporarily repaired, leaving a solid fortress, building a simple church in hell, and burying their dead companions.

　　 After bidding farewell to the deceased, the knights who did not return went to the depths of hell, and there was no more news.

　　 But its location is recorded through the resonance of the church, and it remains in the depth map of the Russian Federation. Later, after the Utopia began its **** development plan, the Russian Union Genealogy provided everything within its own ability, including its location.

The successors re-founded here, built walls and camps, named it after the city of the Russian Federation, and after more than 40 years of development, step by step, this place has become one of the once important transit stations and hubs. .

　　 There are dozens of different **** paths that connect through the resonance between the lighthouses, forming an established track and flight schedule.

　　 It is precisely because of its existence that it supports the Ascender's exploration of the wither zone, and even marches towards the deep dark zone...

　　 At its most glorious time, there were hundreds of sublimers, six laboratories, dozens of scholars, and alchemists from various quarters.

　　 And when Huai Shi and the others arrived, it had been silent in this mist for decades, and no visitors came.

　　Originally, according to Huai Shi’s best fantasy, there may be people here who continue to stick to it. After all, there is food, weapons, and reserves, enough for them to last for a hundred years.

　　 When outsiders approached, they issued a warning, telling this group of guys that this is the territory of the Utopia, where should you go from here, or I will shoot.

　　 After they reveal their identity, the old people may cry in excitement, curse, move out of the good wine collection, hangover, and ask them why they are here now.

　　 In this way, Huai Shi can tell them: Today is different from the past. Now, everything will once again usher in a new turning point.

　　 It's a pity, even when they came in front of them, there was still no sound here.

　　 is devastated.

　　 Under the light source emitted by the solar boat, the thin thick fog tore apart, revealing the ruins of the year and the ruins covered with moss and dust.

　　 is like being ravaged by a storm.

　　The traces of the war still remain here.

　　 There are signs of destruction on those surrounding walls that have not collapsed. The overheated and twisted machine guns and unused bullets were abandoned on the base of the courtyard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The completely destroyed defense system was buried in the dust.

　　 More, it is torn claw marks.

　　 Huge paw prints are all over most of the places. The ferocious behemoth gallops past and completely destroys the precarious line of defense.

　　 The sounds that used to shout and roar seem to be engraved in the air, as if you can listen to it again with your eyes closed.

　　 But after all, there is nothing left.

　　 has passed away.

　　 "It's all gone."

　　 Andong stood in front of the mutilated ruins, sighed lightly, took off his helmet, revealing his white hair.

　　 Huaishi subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop, but the old man waved his hand nonchalantly.

　　 "It doesn't matter, I have just checked, the law here is still working normally. Besides, the air index is also normal, there will be no problem."

　　 "Be careful."

　　 Huai Shi reminded, standing by his side, shrouded the shadow of Guixu under his feet.

"It's ok."

　　Anton was silent for a moment, and said softly, "I just...want to see it again."

　　 The old man pushed open the broken door.

　　 walked inside.