Apocalyptic Forecast

Outside the border zone surrounded by the current zone, it is still below the depth zone, far in the deepest part of the withering zone.

Here, even the surging of the deep tide can be clearly noticed.

Even though he had become a blind man, on that weird sampan, Hedi could still perceive the undercurrent of turmoil outside, and the terrifying power brewing from the deepest part of the abyss, the lowest level of hell.

"We are almost there."

The black-robed man shaking the oars made a hoarse voice.

After the layers of dark mist were blown away by the undercurrent, what was exposed before this tiny lone boat was the terrifying world that was huge enough to fill the entire abyss.

Hell in hell.

After penetrating the depth of sixteen layers, the palace of the supreme was cast as one in infinite time.

The territory of the withered king is called the place of subjugation.

At this moment, surrounded by the rainbow light of the body of hell, there are countless legions advancing along the road towards the present realm at every moment. Those large groups of gray and black gathered in one place, like blood flowing in a vein.

A little rise.

Until one day, the entire reality is completely covered in it.

A large hand made of pale bones stretched out from the deepest part of the darkness and held this small sampan, but when the five fingers were spread out again, Hedi appeared in the deepest part of the palaces from beyond the subjugated kingdom.

Under the solemn door.

Behind is a ladder of vision formed by endless steps.

"Is this an exception for a disabled person like me?"

Hedi flicked the dust on his cuff, seemingly mocking. But in front of him, the jester who was waiting there was as sinking as water, and his expression was full of displeasure.

"You are late."

"It's true, but I'm here, isn't it?" Hedi looked at the door beside him with empty eyes, as if he could see the eerie and strange existence behind the infinite darkness: "I have come to receive my punishment. "

"You have to be clear, your incompetence has brought us great losses." The jester said: "The consequences of waiting for you will not be good."

"I know."

Hedi nodded and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, the courtesy officer guarding the door did not give way. Instead, he pointed to his side: "Since it's late, I might as well be late."

He paused and glanced at the huge shadow creeping up under the steps: "Let the idiot go in first."

Under the shackles and shackles, pulled by dozens of burly men, the staggered giant was dragged up little by little.

The more you go up, the more the huge body trembles.

Even as the ruler of hell, before this majestic palace, he humbled like dust.

In the territories of subjugation, rulers are not uncommon, but there is always only one supreme emperor. Any existence that dared to disobey the emperor’s will will face absolute punishment...

As if foreseeing the coming of the end, the giant struggled hard, wailing all the mouthparts under his body, but when a door suddenly opened, all the sounds disappeared.

At the highest point, a pair of eyes looked down indifferently.

Soon, the giant ruler who was brought in was brought out again.

On a gold frame inlaid with precious stones, in the exquisite tapestry, the craftsman knitting vividly reproduces the face full of fear and despair.

I wailed forever from the burning of flames.

But there is no sound.

"After venting his anger on an idiot, I added a new collection. Your majesty should be in a better mood." The jester said, "You can go in."

Did not hide his words.

At such a short distance, even the voice seemed to be speaking in the ears of the withered king, but there was no response in the palace, and it seemed that he didn't care about the behavior of his servants trying to figure out his own happiness and anger.

The door opened again.

After a brief silence, Hedi bowed his head and stepped into it.

In the eternal darkness, he was in a daze for a while-I wonder if he should hate what Huai Shi has done, or thank him for taking his eyes away?

At least for the moment, he feels lucky that he is a blind man.

I can't see anything.

I can only feel that the terrifying existence sitting at the highest point in the dark, just looking down, seems to stir the darkness, making it difficult for Hedi to breathe.

"Why did you see him, Hedi."

From the throne, there was a voice that seemed to be curious.

The Withered King looked down and asked coldly: "I remember that the last time I saw it was not long ago."

In the dead silence, Hedi bowed his head toward the sound source, not daring to play with any tongue and speech, and answered straightforwardly: "Below, I have a heavy responsibility."

"It's true, you should be afraid of it."

The withered king's tone was playful: "But do you think I should be angry about this?"

"..."

Hedi was silent, breathing heavily.

In this brief silence, he could only perceive the gaze from the gloom, but he could not tell whether the words were a joke or something else.

The only thing that can be determined is his own answer, which may determine his own destiny.

Decide whether you can leave here completely, or become a companion in a tapestry...

However, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find any complete answer.

Hedi took a deep breath and issued a bitter response:

"Next, I don't know."

The laughter came from the throne.

No way to tell whether it was mocking or approving.

"Very well, Hedi, I love your honesty." The Withered King said, "Honesty is the basis of loyalty. You have never lied to me, so I will also be open to you."

Hedi was stiff, wondering whether he should be grateful or humble.

Did not dare to have any response.

It's just creeping on the ground and receiving the results that belong to you.

"Let's go back to the original thing, about your mistakes."

The Withered King said: "It is indeed a disastrous defeat, and it also delayed the advance of the subjugated country, and the operation of the Najirfa fleet was also hindered.

Hedi, you have betrayed my expectations of you, and you can't make up for the loss you have caused. You deserve to die. "

"It's true."

Hedi replied, giving up all flukes.

"So, after experiencing this setback, you must have made progress too, right?"

The Withered King asked: "Since you jesters are proud of your erudition and good thinking, then let you tell me-where did you fail?"

"Delay and negligence."

Hedi replied straightforwardly: "In order to prepare for everything, the opponent was given the opportunity to play, but in the end they were unable to pursue it, causing them to flee, causing the country to suffer the humiliation of failure."

"Perhaps so, but you made a mistake."

The withered king said nonchalantly: "Failure is never a shame for subjugation. Victory and defeat are never rare. As long as there is war and victory, there will always be a loser.

Victory is worthy of publicity, but defeat is just common. As long as you don't die, there is always a day to win. Whether it's cultivating health or staying alive, it's all about waiting for the future.

But your sin is not failure, Hedi. "

The ruler above the throne looked down coldly, telling him word by word: "Failure is not shameful, fear is."

At that moment, Hedi was stiff in place.

Subconsciously open his mouth and speak, but dare not speak.

Just trembling.

He was afraid that what he said would be judged to be a lie, but at the same time, he was also afraid...what the Withered King said was true.

"Look, Hedi, you are afraid, but you are not afraid of me, because you are not afraid of death."

The Withered King laughed jokingly: "You are afraid, afraid of a current person, afraid that he will bring you failure! afraid of relive the shame of the past, can't look up again...

Hedi, tell me, am I right? "

In the silence, Hedi was sluggish and his face was distorted, but he made no sound.

There is no courage to argue.

But at the same time, he found that he could not restrain his anger. Is it the resentment after being humiliated, or the anger after being exposed to the true mind?

"Why don't you speak, Hedi, you can speak freely."

In the long silence, the figure on the throne looked down at him and grinned mockingly: "I admire your talents, but I love you as a defeated dog but it is even more important... It's like a wet wild. The dog hides under the eaves, seeking shelter.

Not willing to lurking minions, and unable to resist the charity of others.

——Whether it is planning to rise up to resist or show loyalty, I am looking forward to your actions. "

"Under..."

Hedi pressed his fingers on the ground, trembling slightly: "I am terrified."

"No need to be afraid, no need to be ashamed, no need to be afraid, because I have already appreciated your performance." The Withered King asked, full of curiosity: "I just want to know, do you have the courage to be on the stage again?"

"me……"

Hedi was already sweating, and tremblingly pleaded: "Please, give me another chance!"

"How many legions have you lost?" asked the Withered King.

"Four."

"Besides, how much loss is there?"

"Tens of thousands of curses, and six large groups."

"Then, I will give you eight legions, double weapons and spells, twelve large groups."

The Withered King waved his hand: "Besides, I'll take Gala... forget it, Gala's mind is going to the present, and he may not be willing to cooperate with you. Let him be his vanguard officer.

In addition to him, you can choose a few people from my subordinates to cooperate with you. Also, don't those workshop owners also want to participate? Just let that group of wastes also show some blood. "

"Yes."

Hedi said hurriedly: "It's definitely going to be..."

"You don't have to guarantee, because I don't care."

The Withered King interrupted him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and just raised his finger: "As for this, treat it as a reward for your repeated defeats."

A violent scream sounded from under the steps.

Just in front of Hedi, a rusty spike appeared out of thin air, and instantly, wedged into his eye hole, penetrated into his skull, and quickly grew and sprouted.

Brought deep pains in the soul.

Forever.

"Now—you can please me again, Heidi."

Following the words of the Withered King, behind Hedi, the door opened again.

When Hedi staggered out of the gate, what he saw was the endless shadows on the huge square. Only a pair of scarlet eyes lifted up slowly, like ferocious stars dotted with darkness.

Quietly waiting for his order.

In the tremor of pain, Hedi covered his face, and his smile gradually became grim.