Apocalyptic Forecast

There was a moment of dead silence.

　　 Even the workshop owner is unbelievable.

　　 may be surprised at his arrogance.

　　 That's the case, it's not shameful...

　　 A mere third-tier, unexpectedly trying to stand shoulder to shoulder with the ruler.

　　 But for some reason, when Huai Shi said this, the workshop owner could not help but feel a chill, as if that **** **** was standing in front of his own eyes.

　　 But not the same as that damned woman.

　　She has never been expressionless, even if it is killing and destruction...

　　 Ke Huai Shi is different, even in the face of a siege of more than ten times a hundred times, countless deaths have occurred in front of his eyes, but he still maintains that disturbing smile.

　　 The empty fingers clenched slightly.

　　 Without warning, a slender blade emerged from his hand. With his movements, the brilliant light gathered here, and the light of the sword of virtue burst out.

　　 tear the eternal night in hell.

　　 Since the nature of the **** blessed by the King of Light was poured into it, it glowed with brilliance and brilliance dozens of times more than in the past, as light as nothing, ascended to the sky, cutting through the eternal cloud and fog.

　　 The dazzling light pierced every pair of eyes.

　　 Before the workshop owner could react, Huai Shi stepped out and the sword fell down!

　　 The factory roared and roared.

In the control room, the workshop owner roared and pulled the lever, causing the vague mouth to spit out countless pale foams. Those sticky foams flew in the air like a barrier that grew rapidly, absorbing them. All origins, disasters, and even **** precipitate and grow rapidly.

　　 But when the majestic light flashed away, not only the others, but even the workshop owner were stunned.

　　 is like an illusion.

　　 didn't kill at all.

　　Only the stern sound of the wind seemed to be ridiculed from afar, causing the workshop owner's complexion to instantly turn crimson——

　　 That seemingly terrifying and majestic light slash is just a look!

　　 has its appearance!

　　 "I'm sorry, I got it wrong."

　　 Huaishi smiled apologetically, the phantom of the sword of virtue in his right hand dissipated, and then, a sharp blade shot out from the left hand hidden in the waist.

　　 "This is the right one," he said.

　　 resentment!

　　 The tweets of the flock of crows flashed away. In an instant, resentment penetrated through the bubble defense against the source quality and energy, and crossed the almost nonexistent distance between each other, and penetrated into the huge face on the front of the fortress.

　　 Forty-nine-nine-meter-long Mishin Sword is blood red.

　　 Numerous crow feather-like textures have emerged from the blade, and even the sound of rubbing against steel is stern and screaming like a crow's neigh.

　　 Sweep!

Under the blessing of 　　 Ji Yi·Symphony, it seems that even the sound of the sun boat under your feet is in the body of Huai Shi, and along with him, bursts with infinite power.

　　 The high temperature and shock suddenly burst from Huai Shi's body, tearing the coat and shirt of the upper body, revealing his arms turned into steel.

　　 Hold the blade tightly.

　　 The power that is comparable to this exaggerated measure burst from both hands, pressing down the blade inch by inch, tearing everything obstructively like a bamboo, leaving a new crack on that distorted face.

　　 staggered like a cross.

　　 The huge mouth that had bitten the sun ship was torn apart by this swift sweep. Immediately after, as Huai Shi turned around, the blade whirled like a dancing pedal, contracted and skyrocketed again, and slashed towards the mechanical arm that clamped the sun ship in the workshop.

　　 So, before the screams stopped, a new **** was released.

　　 After a torn cut appeared on the two giant arms, the fortress of the workshop was unable to restrain the actions of the sun ship. Under the full power of the terrifying force, even the steel screamed distortedly.

　　 Get out of the cage!

　　 In this way, in front of the huge face that was distorted in anger, the sun boat rose into the sky again, riding the ripples of the Styx, and galloping away.

　　 "Don't think about it! Don't think about it!!!"

　　The workshop owner roared, the huge body of the fortress quickly turned, the thick arms stretched out, and the stern was firmly grasped. Numerous ropes stretched out from the cracks in the arms, entangled in the ship body like activation, and contracted.

　　 ignored the artillery attack.

　　 The sun boat stopped abruptly, the gallop stopped abruptly again, the keel shook sharply, and the twisted steel made a high-pitched and sharp sound.

　　 At this moment, I can no longer save costs.

　　 Even though his heart is like a knife, but the workshop owner has realized in his heart-it is time to have to bleed heavily.

　　 From the beginning to the present, even in the process of waiting, this workshop is still running continuously and accumulating products.

　　 Plunder, produce, dump.

　　 This is something carved into the instinct of every workshop owner.

　　 It is this endless thirst for profit and the huge profits brought about by monopoly technology that have made the masters of **** workshops rulers.

At its peak, based on the nineteen rulers numbering the first nineteen, countless branches of workshops were distributed between different depths. The supply chain and the business contract between each other were used as the connection to form a covering A huge production organization from the deep zone to the deep dark zone.

　　The more the number, the stronger the power they can exert, even if it is the old power such as the subjugated nation and corrupt cults, they are not afraid at all.

　　Unfortunately, there is never the possibility of harmony between workshop owners.

The more they gather in one place, the more benefits and rewards they need. If the benefits from outside cannot satisfy their greed, then they will begin to internally oppose, sometimes even before the war begins. Phase cannibalization.

　　 Therefore, most of the time, they are scattered in different places, dumping to different hells, plundering huge profits, and then using this profit to strengthen themselves, and then plunder more...

　　 Until I have the entire abyss.

　　 This should be the case.

　　 But just after the defeat in the last battle of the world, the decisive battle with the Sea of ​​Thunder failed, the situation began to take a turn for the worse.

　　 The severe back stabbing pain caused by the heart of the Everfreezing Furnace has not yet dissipated, and the **** who had refused their invitation, unexpectedly broke free from her cage.

　　 Since then, life has been sad...

　　 Once upon a time, they chose to invest generously because of the potential of those who fancy the Japanese. Now, when the woman who disobeyed the rules of production began to take revenge, they once again deeply felt the pain bred by this long-lasting hatred.

　　 In less than half a year, they were still in the midst of preparing for a long-term revitalization plan.

　　 no.14, no.9, and no.5, among the ten rulers remaining in the production sequence, three were thrown into the heart of the permafrost furnace, losing all their property and profits in the eternal torture.

As a direct supplier and subgroup of no.14, if no.77 cannot prove its ability and efficiency in a short period of time, it may be completely merged by no.1, and after losing its independence and trademark, it will be forcibly bankrupted. Liquidation.

At that time, not only the only factory will be forcibly merged into the No. 1 Yongshi Group, even he himself will become no in the grid under the terms of the loan and debt in the contract. 1The machine that handles infinite reports!

　　 This is its only chance!

　　 The moment he endured the pain of his heart twitching and pulled down the red joystick, the huge face above the activated fortress suddenly widened his eyes.

　　 Hot steam spurted out between his mouth and nose, and countless bright red frames had been spilled from the top of the factory with the sound of high-pitched and passionate music.

　　打 From this moment, the "Hell Shopping Festival" began!

　　 Countless small whispers and high-pitched neighs rang from the ears of every living creature, chattering endlessly repeating countless preferential measures.

'Full one thousand minus one thousand','full eight hundred minus eight hundred','a rare opportunity, not to be missed','trillion subsidies, direct discounts','disaster broadcast','buy two get one free for second-hand mining drafts ','silicone wife interest-free installment','out-of-print ruler statue limited appointment','now get coupons to participate in zero-dollar panic buying activities'...

　　Countless strange sounds one after another, disturbing every sensible soul, bringing endless temptations.

　　 As the overwhelming advertisements spread out, the cracked mouth on the fortress opened again to a frightening scale, and countless large and small packages spurted out from the assembly line like a rainstorm!

　　 Clearance deal!

　　 Those cardboard boxes with weird legs and feet gathered into a tide, descending from the sky, and in a flash, it filled the deck of the sun boat.

　　 And when the carton package was opened, countless foul-smelling weird bubbles overflowed from it.

Although countless heart-pounding outlines are constantly changing, the malicious and hideousness in it is hard to conceal. The moment it appears, it quickly corrodes the deck of the ship's hull and connects with each other, forming a gap between reality and illusion. The outline covers almost half of the solar ship.

If what is preached in countless flyers and advertisements is out of reach and requires all assets and borrowing to be able to buy luxury dreams, then at this moment, what is produced in the workshop is nothing short of compromise. Nightmare!

The eternal nightmare extracted from solidified souls one after another has been finely processed and divided, and then whitewashed in a beautiful shape, bewitching one unlucky ghost to sink into it, until the other party has become a part of the product... …

　　 does not require after-sales, three-guarantee certificates, and no standard verification. The moment the product is purchased, the customer is reduced to a new product.

　　 These are the business rules of hell.

　　——No77·Nightmare Workshop!

　　 At this moment, the endless nightmare merged into one in the bubble, forming a weird and huge monster, and began to quickly devour the sun boat.

　　Under the assimilation of the nightmare, the heavy armor has gradually become transparent, and it is pulled into the nightmare bit by bit...

　　 On the collapsed deck, Huaishi could almost imagine Raymond's screams like a concubine.

　　 But at this moment, he can no longer deal with the attack and erosion from the workshop owner.

　　 is right in front of him because of the out-and-out threat.

　　 fell from the sky!

　　 When the glorious wings slowly gathered, the Dominator slowly lifted his face of compassion and blood, his spear and sword and shield lifted up.

　　 aimed at the prey in front of him.

　　 "Give up resistance, people in the realm." He solemnly declared: "Only in this way can I walk on the altar of our lord with the most complete posture."

　　 Behind him, countless hunting angels turned into dark clouds, rushing down from above the sky, and under the encroachment of the workshop owner, they began a fierce attack!

　　The tormented knights were shrouded in the gray mist, which had turned into a torrent, swept toward the broken hull.

　　 Heaven and earth, in all directions.

　　 are all enemies.

　　 They have no way to escape.

　　 In a brief silence, Huai Shi looked around, full of curiosity: "Seriously, can the situation be worse?"

　　 It's like hearing his expectation and calling~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Generous **** fulfills all the wishes of disaster. At this point of despair, the abyss never makes people despair.

　　 Above the shattered sky, there was a sudden loud roar.

　　 A flash of thunder flashing across.

　　 Along with the stench of the sea breeze and blood, a giant more than three meters high appeared at the end of the deck, and all the hunting angels and torment knights that landed on him were burned to ashes by the scattered electric light.

　　 It is a skull hunter from the Thunder Sea, a twin dwarf blessed by the two rulers of Growth Moon and Dark Tide. Holding a heavy battle axe in his hand, he raised two very different heads and looked around.

　　 "Who is Huai Shi?"

　　 Even though he asked, those two eyes had locked in Huai Shi's position, staring at his head, full of hunger, thirst and salivation.

　　 "Yes, that's right, it's me."

　　 In the final silence before the war, Huai Shi raised his hand and asked curiously: "Just ask, do you have a habit of coming first?

　　, for example—"

　　 He glanced at the dominator in front of him and the twin dwarfs behind him, and proposed: "--queue?"

　　 At that moment, the two faces of the Master's Compassion Mask and the Gemini Gnomes showed the same grinning smiles.

　　 The answer is, no!