Apocalyptic Forecast

After bidding farewell to the dullness of the past, Lei Ming Bai Yuan ushered in turbulence amidst the roar.

In the Iron Yan City shrouded by the Threshold of Ten Thousand Eyes, the mechanized Apoptosis Mountain roared up to the sky, jet black grease sprayed from the mouth and nose, and fell in the air, igniting clusters of green fire.

Where the fire spread, the burly Minotaur warriors on the city wall screamed, danced with difficulty, and fell from the top of the city.

It burns in the air into a handful of ashes that drifts in the wind.

Disappear.

The volcano was furious, and in the large group, the crown-wearers among the two stone-melted dragons shot angrily. One stretched out from the volcano, wrapped in the mighty burning red, and moved horizontally and horizontally in the attacking legion, spreading death. .

And a worm was covered with rotting abscesses, wrapped around the body of the Apoptosis Mountain, vomiting fierce poison and plague.

Those activated germs can even corrode and parasitize steel, quickly causing huge pustules to grow on the metalized body.

The mountain of apoptosis hurts and roars.

The furnace is overloaded.

A long dragon-like flame was expelled from his mouth, sweeping the magic dragon, but it was of no use. In the pain that was enough to cause the soul to collapse, the terrifying body of the Mountain of Apoptosis suddenly reversed its direction. Several hands pulled the plague-spreading magic dragon on its back, pulling it hard, and pulled it off with a large iron shell.

It grabbed the huge dragon in its hand, and twisted it angrily, as if twisting a rag, squeezing out a large piece of dirty blood, but the wearer immediately broke it into two parts, and then divided it into four, four points. For eight, in the end, like countless maggots, they penetrated into the body of the mountain of apoptosis.

Just like a steel monster roaring in the mountains, it endlessly raises the temperature of its furnace core, even if the outer shell and skeleton are burned, causing large worms to drill out embarrassingly and transform into a shrunken version of a giant worm again.

The tumbling, trampling, and flapping of the huge monster.

The Iron Flame City of Nuo Da collapsed by one-third in an instant, but there were still a steady stream of large groups burrowing out from everywhere, and more worms called magic dragons!

At the moment when the Mountain of Apoptosis relaxed slightly, under the cracks in the earth's crust, dozens of molten stone dragons emerged, entangled his body, dozens of huge arms, legs, and even a distorted body.

After the ruptured volcano, countless lava spewed out like the ocean, splashing on its huge body.

Under the entanglement of dozens of times the lava dragon, the mountain of apoptosis was dragged to the ground, like a prisoner whose limbs and neck were dragged by ropes and galloping horses, struggling hard, causing ripples of lava.

Beside the spreading lava, there were more large groups of people rushing into the city desperately, shaking with the iron wall of the Minotaur warrior.

When looking down from the sky, the fronts that meet each other seem to have become an ambiguous and weird mouth, constantly squirming, using steel as teeth, chewing on bones and flesh, overflowing with blood and corpses.

In the sky, it is even more dangerous.

Under Zimu's leadership, the remaining crown-wearers fiercely attacked the Hedi in the sky. Zimu's body in the armor of evil things swelled endlessly, and the vicious and blazing light filled with the blessings of Bo Xun and the curse of madness continued to erupt from his huge mouth.

And the air, under the wings of the Spinosaurus Frostbetter, has become a terrifying low temperature that is better than liquid ammonia. The countless rising blood condenses in the air into a weird scarlet frost, once again pulling strands of cold mist toward the earth. fall. At the place of the fall, countless sharp ice ridges quickly pierced out, like giant frosty trees, freezing all living creatures within a hundred meters into ice sculptures.

At the very end, there are two deformed mummies wrapped in ragged bandages watching coldly. The viscous corpse water constantly seeps out from under their bandages, dripping into the air, and disappearing like falling into another world. .

At this moment, the eternal dark clouds hovering on the thunderous white plain sky completely turned into pitch black, and no thunder light could be seen. Only amidst the gloom, there were countless bones and ghosts roaring sternly.

In the mummy's gaze, a series of deformed palms protruded from the clouds and grabbed at Hedi's location. No matter how mysterious and complicated the secret instrument, under the pull of the dark strange hand, it quickly fell apart.

Four fights one, it should have been a steady win.

But at this moment, it felt as if he was being pressed and beaten by Hedi alone!

Whether it is the **** disasters that have fallen on the Nile in the past, or the engraving of miracles that call the thunder to annihilate all sinners, or the clones and all kinds of witchcraft-like secrets...

Now in Hedi's hands, they are all like tamed pets. They come and go as soon as they are called.

Once the chief of Helios, after transforming himself into a quasi-spirit, not only did not have any weakness, but because of the transformation brought about by the solidification itself, he was closer to the essence of the abyss.

To some extent, he is the collection of all the alchemists who have plunged into the abyss in Helios.

He himself is the finished product of alchemy, a living mystery, a living miraculous imprint!

Even if it is not like a great master, it is impossible to turn into a possible terrorist force, but as long as there is sufficient preparation, he is not afraid of anyone's challenge.

Who knows how much material supply he has received from the withered king during this period of time when he came to hell?

At this moment, just a momentary gap, Hedi, who flashed in the mirror's reflection, has brazenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the face of a mummy.

In an instant, the mummy twitched violently and quickly collapsed inward.

In the screaming scream, it was covered by amber fluid, and finally solidified in a fist-sized crystal, exuding bursts of gloomy aura.

When he changed his hands, the orb condensed by the wearer of the crown was filled with the miraculous markings and became a sacrifice for the fallen gods. The tsunami torrent that emerged out of thin air surged through the air. , The Frostwisher engulfed in the ice returned to the eternal sea abyss.

In the short silence, Hedi wiped the blood on his face, sneered hoarsely:

"--Do you want to be my enemy even with you rubbish!"

As soon as the voice fell, after the split palace in the distance, a black edge emerged out of thin air.

Just a few seconds ago, in the palace, under the blood sacrifices of countless slaves, a huge bony arrow was dipped in scarlet, like a gem carved from crystal.

Just the moment of unblocking, countless phantoms and high-pitched neighs from different skeletal hells appeared in the hall.

Painful death and distorted life, instant joy and eternal pain.

Under the gift of Bo Xun, that arrow has turned into the crystallization of despair, and it is pointed at Hedi in the sky. He caught the moment he paused, and flew out silently from the ballista.

Crossing the long distance without warning, countless weird rays of light intertwined into a piece of pure black, and after tearing through the defenses, poured into Hedi's body.

The jester's chest was roughly pulled out of a big hole, and then, endless desires from the magical wisdom emerged from the pseudo-spirit, pushing him to the brink of collapse.

But as he screamed, Zim's horrible neigh followed.

That arrow, after piercing Hedi, went straight into Zimu's huge body.

That overly pure and overly violent desire instantly overwhelmed the mentality of the armor of evil things, causing this armor that had experienced infinite war to soften quickly and turn it into pitch-black silt.

And Zimu is not much better.

In the diffused pink light, countless slender figures emerged, entwined charmingly around Zimu, lightly opened his red lips, kissed his huge body, and then violently swallowed his vitality!

"What's the matter! Damn, how did you launch it?"

Under the palace, the launching commander trembled, feeling the anger from the master, turned his head, and screamed in anger: "Who made you fire! Who!"

When he turned his head, a bitter cold made him stiff in place.

Behind him, on the gradually dull faces, sticky saliva dripped from the corners of the crooked mouth.

Soon, a fanatical and happy smile appeared, muttering vaguely: "Holy, holy, praise the eternal Lord, praise the end of all things, praise Bahamut..."

In their pious praise, one after another scarlet eyes emerged from the silhouette of the flying bird, looking greedily at him.

Darkness swallowed him in it.

Soon, the commander joined the fanatical array.

faith.

The plague called faith is spreading in the **** at this moment!

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Frost wishers neighed.

When Hedi was hit hard suddenly, other crown wearers started to attack at all costs and consequences.

If he succeeds at this moment, then the ending awaiting them must be branded with the mark of the withered king and become one of his slaves in launching his own eternal war!

But soon, Hedi broke free from the division of origin.

It was like cutting off the rotten flesh from the wound, he did not hesitate to cut most of his madness into a piece of pink spar, and sealed the curse of Porzun in it.

Even though it was hit hard, the combat effectiveness did not diminish in the slightest.

That pale and excessive face was already full of hideousness at this moment.

As long as he thinks a little bit, he understands what is going on with this weird blow, and his gaze at Huai Shi is full of gloom: "This is your plan?

Stir up disputes and reap the benefits? Do you think this can kill me? "

Even in the fiercest battle, he has maintained the firmness of the cage without any slackness. As long as there is a little gap, he can't stop the flash of Shadow Burial's shuttle.

As for Huai Shi’s vitality, he had already learned it--this kind of stuff, even if it leaves a single cell, can definitely grow back into a scourge!

The curse below the ruler will not be useful to him, and the poison and plague are even more nourishing for him.

More like **** creatures than all **** creatures, and more like a monster that can only be bred from **** than the sublimator in the present state.

Even in the imprisonment and suppression of the prison of the underworld, under the continuous tearing of the blade of punishment, still able to speak and breathe, it is almost a song.

"Don't think you can just run away like this, Huai Shi!"

Hedi squeezed a voice from his teeth with a vicious look in his eyes: "I have reserved the best place for you in the dungeon of the Withered King. I promise that when this matter is over, the time we spend with each other will be very difficult. Long!"

In the cage, Huai Shi just looked down, smiling and looking down at all of this, as if watching the children in the kindergarten playing games, calm and peaceful.

Nothing moved.

"Hedi, what are you afraid of?"

The prisoner asked curiously, "Am I not your prisoner? You can do whatever you want with me and control my life and death. What are you afraid of?

You should be more tolerant to old friends~www.wuxiaspot.com~Friends? "

There was laughter in Hedi's throat, but there was no joy at all, as cold as a bird chirping.

"Yes, friend."

Huai Shi nodded, as if meeting under the moon, she sighed slightly, "If you meet, you should have a drink."

At that moment, a chill suddenly emerged from Hedi's heart.

In the cage, Huai Shi was still smiling, but the gentle appearance was finally torn apart, and what was revealed was like the abyss itself, infinitely dark, malicious and hideous.

At this moment, the smiling man asked curiously:

"—By the way, do you like drinking?"

Along with his words, there was a moment of dead silence in the city that was originally full of chaos and weirdness.