Apocalyptic Forecast

At the same time, outside Kyoto, less than 50 kilometers from the city.

Countless verdant trees form a sea of ​​trees with no end in sight, decorating the pure white buildings in the canyon, like a fairyland. The sign of "Soul Land" hanging on the gate is still spotless.

The sanatorium, which is known to the outside world as a gimmick for the new type of soul recuperation, is actually the headquarters of a folk religious organization. In this country known for various messy religious organizations, such a place is not uncommon, and it is better to say that there are more than a few. Unclear.

The reincarnation of Jesus, who is known as the leader of Jesus, never shows his true face. He just teaches the world through a curtain to drive away disasters. This is not uncommon. The believers and patrons who come and go are also rich and wealthy, and this headquarters is also It cost billions of Yingzhou coins and was designed by famous architects.

In the eyes of believers, this is even more of an ideal homeland in the heavens on earth. Only believers who have followed the leader for many years are qualified to dedicate and abandon all their assets, enter here, live a self-sufficient pastoral life, cultivate and enjoy a beautiful and fulfilling life away from the world, and enter the heaven forever after death. The land of the soul, never worry.

No matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary swindler group.

Sober is sneer, but it is not guilty to compete with this kind of foolish religious group, and after all parties have paid enough money, naturally there will be no open-eyed police to ask for trouble.

In the noon sun, the most sacred hour of the day, devout praise and singing from the believers came from the auditorium.

"Wonderful grace, how sweet, my sins have been forgiven; I was lost before, but now I am found, blind and now I have to see..."

In the pure white auditorium, the walls depict a peaceful scene.

The world is unified.

Regardless of race, race, or young or old, people all over the world hold hands and smile and look at the hopeful future. When the drops of blood slipped from the wall, the pale faces were smeared with a ray of bright red.

When I overlooked, the eyes became more agile.

In the darkness that the scorching sun could not illuminate, countless viscous blood surging like a snake, flowing out from the sluggish body, turning into a scarlet blood pool.

surge.

The mysterious leaders of the past, the high priests, and even the sacred messengers, are now immersed in the deep pool of blood, selfless, singing loudly.

The gradually melting bones hold their heads up, bathing in the sunlight leaking from the dome-colored windows, and the hollow eye sockets are filled with happiness and tranquility, and the dark blood like mud flows out of them, passing through a peaceful smile, silk The silk strands fall down.

Under the sway of the baton, the sacred hymn reached its climax!

"Don't I have a talent for music too!"

On the highest sacred altar, the boy who directed the chorus looked back, looked at the guests behind him, and smiled: "Don't you think?"

When the evil spirits from Dajiangshan broke into the headquarters of the Spiritual Assembly, what they saw was such a hideous and terrifying scene.

When I was staring at those eyes, I felt the malice from **** and the deep cold of the deep sea.

In a blink of an eye, the command of the peak was forgotten.

The mission situation has changed...

"go!"

The commander codenamed Aogui took a step back.

But it was too late.

Outside the canyon, the sun suddenly cut off, endless darkness struck, and Shengqing's huge phantom slowly rose up, like a giant python entwining its prey, surrounding the entire soul land.

The huge eyes looked down, like icy stars, shed a vicious light.

The secret instrument rooted in the countless corpses and the source of pain in the deepest part of the canyon has completely enveloped and sealed this place,

Countless curses fell from the sky like rain, covering everything.

A huge and hideous silhouette emerged from the gray rainstorm, wandering in this hell, like a giant trampling the ground, roaring and echoing.

Here, it is already **** on earth!

Even before the cabin in the woods came here...

"All come, why are you leaving?"

On the altar, the baton in the forest hut's hand was turned around, pointed at the group of sluggish evil spirits, and smiled: "You guys also sing together!"

At that moment, the endless darkness swallowed everything.

The eternal wailing and mourning sounded, tearing apart the false hymns, resounding through the darkness.

When the long singing is finally over, there are only countless melted sticky remains in the blood pool, entangled with each other, with smirk or pain on their empty faces, immersed in endless nightmares or fantasy. Can't wake up anymore.

Soon, there was a creepy chewing sound.

Thousands of voices came one after another in the blood pool. Under the mystery of eating evil each other, those broken souls were immersed in endless greed and began to madly devour all the existence around them.

Only the bone baton hovered in the hand of the hut in the woods, like a spoon stirring in a cauldron, the invisible flame burned everything, and in the end, even the bottomless blood pool was dried up.

There was only a group of fetuses that were constantly wriggling the abyss convulsing in it, and on the deformed body that resembled a baby, thousands of mouths uttered high-pitched crying and wailing.

"The quality is insufficient, and it is still useless. With this group of scraps, we can only produce such results."

The hut in the forest wiped the sweat from his head and threw the broken bone aside.

Looking down at the dying fetus under his feet, squatting down, staring at those resentful and painful eyes, suddenly asked curiously: "I have been out for so long, do you want to make a phone call with home?"

As a result, the cry of thousands of people soon sounded from Naito's cell phone, and countless spiteful curses emerged from the chaotic electromagnetic waves, turning the meeting room of Luming Pavilion into **** in an instant.

"Naito...Naito...sama Naito..."

At this moment, in front of all the participants, the evil ghosts of the past big rivers and mountains turned into real evil spirits, wriggling out of the phone little by little, pulling the corners of his clothes, making his face pale. .

But without waiting for the curse to come, a violent wind appeared out of nowhere, and from the sound of the wind came a cold snort, causing countless curses to dissipate.

The storm closed, and all the wreckage disappeared, leaving only a messy meeting room, and everyone looked at each other.

Tier 5 of Luming Pavilion is ready!

Feeling the icy sight cast on him across countless walls, Huai Shi held the teacup, calmly savoring the sweet taste in it.

"Inflict evil."

He sighed with sympathy: "Did your Luming Pavilion owe wages and not pay? You see that everyone has come to ask for salary, and they have been beaten out... It's really miserable."

For a while, Ling several eyes that suppressed his anger fell on him.

But Huai Shi calmly put down the teacup.

As if nothing had happened, he asked curiously: "Didn't you say you are going to have a meeting? Where did you just say it? Huh, why are you not talking?"

"..."

Nanbu looked at him blankly for a long time, but after all, he said nothing.

He just signaled to his subordinates to drive Naito out, the shameful guy, and after restoring the calm in the conference room, he picked up the manuscript in his hand again.

"Just now we said..."

boom! boom! boom!

A series of hastily knocking on the door sounded, causing the southern five fingers to suddenly tighten, and his face was pale, unable to conceal his anger and hideousness.

But the subordinate who opened the door ignored the angry expression, stepped forward quickly, leaned over and said a few words in his ear, his complexion changed.

At the same time, a series of vibrations came from the conference room.

A pop-up reminder from Tomorrow’s News.

——Asian headlines!

Tanba, the harbor, a moist wind blowing in the distance.

"General merchandise."

"Well, it's indeed a general merchandise."

The two samurai samurai bowed their heads, looking down at the corpses that had been chopped by the blades at their feet, and shook their heads with emotion.

The several ascendants who protected William, even one of them met, were beheaded by the two guardians who raided. Amada coldly threw off the blood on the blade, wiped the blade, and put the sword into its sheath.

"Luming Pavilion is really inferior to one generation." He glanced at the dirty Komakawa next to him disgustingly: "And you, how can you make it like this?"

"Ah, sorry, Amada-senpai, I got a little excited if I was not careful."

The swordsman like an old monkey waved his hand, took off the blood-stained sportswear, and threw it aside, but the blood stains on his face could not be dried with a handkerchief.

The blood on the blade seemed to be dying, dripping continuously.

Energetic shouts came from afar.

Those who took off their jackets rolled up their sleeves and stirred the cement in full swing.

The dust flew up.

Ueno wiped the sweat from his face, and suddenly asked, "Hey, I said Yamashita, I'll go to a bar at night. I recently discovered that one of the grilled squids is doing very well."

Yamashita held a shovel for a moment and shook his head: "I don't like seafood."

"What about ramen?"

"It's too greasy, I have no appetite."

"Hey, have you become more and more picky eaters recently?" Ueno became disgusted: "Don't be like kindergarten children who don't eat vegetables."

"The places you choose are too tasteless, don't blame others. Also, move faster and run too little water. Are you really working in a construction company?"

"I'm in the office, and even on the construction site, I don't use concrete piles to pour people every day, okay? It's almost done!"

Behind the two of them, there were constant hard clashes and shouts in the enclosed gasoline tank.

"Look, it's been too long and everyone is awake." Ueno scratched his head: "It's almost all right?"

"...You are going to be lazy after just filling a few?"

"Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's more or less. It's a big deal, everyone. They won't care anyway."

"so be it."

Yamashita shook his head, turned his head and beckoned, and immediately a subordinate rolled a cement bucket over. After opening the lid, a terrified middle-aged man came out of the probe. He wanted to say something. Then the machine started, the cement in the huge pipe. The rush, covering that face.

Put the lid on, the next one, and then the next one.

Until the end, the pale-faced William was pushed to the front, in the barrel, struggling, screaming, "No, no, I will give you money, I have a lot of money...10 million! 10 million! 50 million! Fifty million can be... U.S. dollars! All U.S. dollars!"

"Hey, Ueno." The mountain was smoking a cigarette, thoughtfully.

"what's happenin?"

"Why don't you have ramen at night, do you have soy sauce?"

"Ah, I prefer pork bones." Ueno thought for a while and suggested: "Would you like to challenge the Hell Spicy Meal in Dongxia Yizhou?"

Yamashita shook his head, "Or drink the bar."

"Well, drink the bar."

Ueno nodded and pulled the hand brake. Amid the roar of the machine, screams rang out, and soon, only vague curses were left. William in the barrel yelled: "The League of Freedom will not let you go... definitely not... woo woo woo woo woo woo..."

In the end, that face was also covered by gray grout.

The lid is closed.

After half an hour, the quick-drying cement has been sealed with a thick shell. Rows of cement buckets lined up and rolled to the edge of the sand mining boat.

"one two Three!"

With a puff, splashes of water rose.

You're done~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The distant sea breeze is blowing gently, the blue waves are rippling slightly, and the sky is clear and cloudless.

It's a good weather.

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And as far as the gray shore of the border, the rain is pouring at this moment.

At the headquarters of the Wanderers Freedom League, Anna stood in the elevator, chewing gum, and looked up at the changes in the floor indicators.

Ding sound.

The elevator door opens.

The light illuminates the girl's red sweater, and under the hood, a smile is drawn on the tender cheeks.

Toward the prey.

Happy birthday Xiao Huaishi~

(End of this chapter)