Apocalyptic Forecast

When the burning cigarette was lifted slightly between the two slender fingers, countless crisp sounds gathered together and turned into thunder before the rainstorm.

Thunder resounded, countless hot flashes burst out of the darkness.

The paradise guard brazenly stepped forward, pushing forward with the iron wall.

In their hands, the machine guns spun wildly, exposing gunpowder, light and even heavy steel.

Without any processing and correction, the bullets that have just been loaded into the magazine from the assembly line are just the most common curse iron, but when the metal explosives poured inside are ignited by the runes in the gun chamber secret instrument, countless The rough iron block whirled along the rifling and rubbed to crimson.

Now, the red rainstorm is swaying.

Whip the air, the dome, the deck, and everything in front of you!

The burning mist of metal explosives rose up, and those high-temperature mercury vapors floated in the confined space, shining like mist.

They fell on the dirty puppet clothes, and after the old dirt was burned away, it seemed that even the puppet clothes all over the patch became bright and beautiful.

"What does that sentence say?"

A puff of blue smoke was spit out from the big mouth of the puppet suit, and he looked around at the predator angel who was rushing crazily in the violent storm before him, thinking for a while, and sighed suddenly:

"Holy!"

boom!

The Iron Wall Guard stepped forward again, and after the overheated and deformed cannon was thrown down, it drew out the axe blade and the halberd behind itself, and shouted frantically with the kitten's words.

Stepping on the sticky blood under their feet, they move forward, fight and start again!

On the other side of the solar ship, the corridor less than one meter wide was already blood-stained scarlet, and the gathered snake people began to countercharge again.

Even if they were slaughtered one-sidedly, the cold-blooded snake people didn't seem to know what fear and panic meant. They rushed to an invincible opponent one after another, using their lives to fight for a short time for the loyalists.

A pool of blood spread like a river.

"Sir, please come with me."

The elder lifted up the bone blade and chopped it neatly. The twisted and sealed door in front of him tore apart, opening a gap for the old man behind him.

Behind the door, in the narrow cabin, countless instrument panels were emitting sparks and dense smoke. The broken circuit triggered the explosion of the oxygen generator, and the broken drive shaft of the auxiliary engine had flown out tens of meters away, distorted. The shaft pierced into the hatch, and jet black oil dripped from it.

"Clean up the scene, immediately!"

Anton in the protective suit turned his head, and the cyborgs with oxygen masks rushed into it one by one, rudely overturning the irrelevant things and pushing them aside, revealing the huge engine that was still spinning in the center.

The terrifying heat spreads like a melting pot.

"The temperature inside the cylinder is out of control and it is about to blow up." Anton roared: "Red Dragon, turn off the power!"

"The temperature control module and the sub-controller have been damaged and down, Professor." Honglong reported: "Please retreat immediately, Professor, I will start the ejection procedure later."

"Ejection? Why? Isn't this okay? If the temperature control module can't work out, then manually!"

Anton stepped forward unheard of, but just pulled out the axe outside the toolbox, the exoskeleton ran at full power, chopped hard, tore the wall, and roughly cut off the buried pipeline.

Suddenly, turbulent water spouted out of it, and the rough fertile poured on the surface of the cylinder that was about to melt, turning it into rich steam.

Cooling down in such a messy way on a large engine whose high temperature is out of control has left the possibility of an explosion behind.

"It's still too late, it's still too late, just a little time..."

The old man ran away from the axe in his hand, staggered forward in the thick steam, pressed his hands on the red engine, and the harsh sounds continued to burst. Numerous machines seemed to be given life, breaking the ceiling, falling, and again Connected to the wheel well.

Just like an electric pacemaker attached to the heart, it once again injects new vitality into the dying unit.

"Pick me the new drive shaft, hurry up!"

He raised his head and shouted.

"It's too late, Professor."

The Red Dragon reported: "Zone B2 is about to fall. In order to protect the inner crew, we must seal off the entire area. Please retreat immediately."

"Then block it and leave me alone!"

Anton roared, and his eyeball seemed to be burnt red by the engine through the misty mask: "Ten minutes, give me ten minutes!!"

"..." The red dragon was silent for a moment.

But a familiar voice sounded outside the cabin door behind.

"Ten minutes, right?"

Foster took off the wet cigarette with the corner of his mouth and threw it on the floor, "Do what he said, and I will figure out the rest."

"Then fifteen minutes." Professor Anton corrected without looking back: "Maybe twenty."

"Hey, don't overweight."

Foster shrugged helplessly: "That's it, fifteen minutes... Stop more."

He sighed lightly, looking at the torn door at the end of the corridor, and the tormented knights with scarlet eyes under the gray mist.

The dark armored knights stepped on slowly, their swords in their hands already covered with blood.

Foster lowered his head and filled two brand new deer hunting shells into the barrel. Finally, he gestured for the distance between each other, carried the shotgun to his shoulders, and pulled out the curved hunting knife from his waist. Upside down.

In the silence, there was only the sound of a large amount of water gushing from the pipe, as if the sound of tide echoed.

Suddenly, people seemed to be back under the blue sea and blue sky.

A moist breeze mingled with blood was blowing in the distance.

"I really want to go surfing..."

Foster murmured softly, narrowing his eyes.

In front of him, the gray mist is like waves, and it hits violently!

Above the deck, in the chaotic struggle, the performance of the movement suddenly stopped for a moment, and Huai Shi finally staggered back.

The sticky nosebleeds flowed from his face and landed on the cracked deck, spreading out an infinite curse, staining the entire area into a pool of poison.

But the poison that is deadly enough for any large group of hells is just a little trouble that is lingering for the enemy in front of them.

In contrast, it is not as good as the deep cuts and cracks on their bodies...

Arms, chest, neck, and even one eye... The twin dwarf holds the axe of thunder, as if tirelessly and painfully, coming and going like electricity.

The Dominator has already run away the heavy and broken shield in his hand, holding a spear, a long sword, and two short knives drawn from his back in his four arms.

In the heavy shadow of the guard, Huai Shi raised his hand and wiped the blood oozing out of the corner of his eyes and mouth and nose, nonchalantly, even if the stigmata of Da Si Ming had reached its limit.

"Hey, can you guys do it?"

He raised his eyes and sneered, "Is it true that I will kill you after two hits?"

The ruler was speechless, and the long sword and short knife in his hand suddenly held upside down, pierced through the crack in the armor and pierced into his body. The metal dissolving and surging like a living thing, like a big tonic, was chewed and swallowed by the body, and a dazzling light spurted from the mouth and nose.

Immediately afterwards, the archangel held a dazzling spear with all four arms, like a comet bursting in, shrouded in hot flames, and pushed forward!

The freezing wind of the Thunder Sea spreads, and the twin dwarfs raised their battle axes high and roared, chanting the hymns of the growth moon and the dark tide in their two mouths. The blessed twins were bathed in electric light, and their bodies swelled again.

In their hands, that branch of thunder was also rapidly growing and splitting. In the end, it seemed like a tree of thunder was held in their hands, violently chopped!

Unprecedented pressure hits.

A Fang swept the blood on the battlefield and swept towards the thunder. The surging liquid was filled with weight from the Chalcedony Pavilion, hundreds of meters apart, crashing down.

Above the sword of virtue, the flames rose again.

In the short gap between the axe blade and the spear, a dazzling stream of light flew out of it, forcibly shaking the catastrophic star made by the ruler.

Huai Shi raised his hand and once again led the afterimage to a new climax.

But that magnificent ensemble stopped abruptly at this moment.

A plain bone blade protruded from Huai Shi's chest.

In the shadows, the tormented knight surrounded by gray mist slowly emerged, but, unlike other knights, he did not wear a hideous helmet, his scattered long hair was draped over his face, and his beard was shaggy, looking so decadent.

That dry face seemed to be filled with eternal grief and languor, loathing everything in the world, and loathing himself.

-Sad champion!

After hiding for a long time, the crown wearer seized the only gap and pierced a sword.

Even the premonition of death could not detect the peep and attack in the shadow.

In an instant, through the heart!

The light of thunder fell, and the comet came down.

The storm swept across.

But soon, the two figures flew out.

The afterimage did not stop at all, and all the counterattacks were not shaken by this sudden stab.

And Huai Shi's palm was firmly grasped on the sword blade piercing through his chest.

"Hello, meeting for the first time—"

Huai Shi slowly turned her head and asked the doubts of the visitors behind her, "Why don't you introduce yourself first?"

In a hit, the tragic champion let go without hesitation and withdrew, but the chains extending from Huai Shi's shadow were wrapped around his legs, lagging for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Huaishi's left hand was emptied, and the blade of the spear of compassion emerged, penetrating his own body in reverse, tearing the bone blade and the spreading curse to pieces in an instant, and chasing after the face of the tragic champion sudden.

A crooked scar was left on that face of eternal sadness.

It's like a smile.

"You should smile more. Like me, people who love to laugh will not have bad luck."

Huai Shi stretched out his hand, pulled out the broken bone blade from the hollow in his chest, raised his head, and let out a sigh of relief: "Look, I was a little out of breath at first, but I didn't expect someone to help open a hole.

It is really refreshing! "

The pessimistic champion didn't laugh, a muddy voice appeared under the armor all over his body, the scars on his face shrank quickly, and sharp bone spurs grew out of the gaps in the armor.

In the end, a ferocious halberd appeared in his hand, aimed at Huai Shi's face.

Together with other enemies.

Now, triple the enemy, triple the surprise.

In the brief silence, Huai Shi's eyes were darkened, and when she heard the roaring and fighting sounds under her feet and behind her, she was in a trance involuntarily.

It's like the past time remaining here, reappearing in front of you-is their roar now the same as those shouting toward the future?

Fighting, fighting, and blood.

After a lapse of seventy years, Huai Shi is standing on the land that the ancestors have fought!

The scars they left are here, just like their own scars.

Because of this, I felt the indescribable joy and satisfaction.

It's like fighting side by side with the dead.

Your own war has just begun...

The war that belongs to them is still going on!

Therefore, we must never lose!

"Let's once again be the enemy of the abyss."

Huai Shi raised his hand, licked the blood from his fingertips, and whispered softly, toward the souls buried in this land.

Please look at me—

—Please, join me!

Along with the shrinkage of the scars, the flames of elemental quality emerged from Huaishi's eyes again. As if with the Wanjun as a company, he spread his arms proudly, showing everything he had to the enemies.

"Come!"

Huai Shi raised her head and declared war on them, "Let me understand, how powerful **** is!"

No need to say more.

At that moment, the ruler, the twin dwarf, the tragic champion, and the crown wearers from various hells raised their weapons and attacked the remnants of the ideal country in front of them!

The storm is violent.

In the self-diffusing air wave, the sword blade and the spear lance swept across, and the drenching light of metal was constantly tearing the darkness apart and smashing the light of the gods.

One enemy three!

Even if he was hit hard, he didn't feel scared.

Instead, the heart is surging!

The light of the past stars is still on his shoulders, smiling with him, launching a counterattack to the enemy in front of him.

Knives, swords, guns, axes, hammers, maces, ropes...

Obviously, in this fierce struggle, they were already familiar with Huai Shi's weapons, but at this moment the wearers felt unprecedented pressure.

Under the siege, the will hidden in the elemental weapons is still rising endlessly, along with the burning of the soul.

The more violent, the more weird, and the more unpredictable...

But weapons, after all, are just weapons.

The pessimistic champion who has experienced thousands of battles did not waver, the euphorbia in his hand swept away, just like injury for injury, it even forcibly blocked the change of Huai Shi's tricks, creating a gap for others to attack.

After a fierce fight, they have already seen the gap between weapon changes and found a way to deal with it.

The flogging and thunder of the long mace can not be hard to shake, but it can be easily avoided, the resentful blade is bloodthirsty, it must be deflected and blocked, and beware of changes in the length of the blade. The spear is light, and the long-distance stab is too quick, so make preparations in advance. The bombardment of the Sword of Virtue is very tricky. It must be narrowed and restrained...

Now, after smashing A Fang's beating, the Twin Giants took a step back, and the tree of thunder in his hand skyrocketed again, smashing!

However, the tragic and the dominator seemed to have a spiritual heart, attacking from both sides, blocking the gap where Huai Shi dodges, and he was hit hard by resentment and pain.

But when Huai Shi waved his hand, they saw a black shadow flying out of his hand, instantly soaring, and after bypassing their blockade dexterously like a snake, instantly defeated the thunder light that had just turned on.

A violent roar sounded.

The Gemini dwarf staggered back, and a head had been smashed and shattered by this unexpected blow!

Lost the assists from the Thunder Tree, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's tragic attack has been a step slower. At this moment, under the counterattack of the afterimage, a deep visible bone appeared on the chest and right hand. Rift.

Take a step back in an instant.

Until now, they could not see clearly what Huai Shi was holding.

As if it contained endless sadness and pain, the hammer of the wolf head dragged the chain like a snake, above the speed of sound, wandering horizontally and horizontally in the air, making a dull roar.

That is a handle...

Flail? !

"It happened suddenly, I'm really sorry."

In front of them, Huai Shi glanced down at the flail in his hand, shrugged helplessly: "Look at you, I'm scared to upgrade."

I overslept, my mind was a little confused, the update was late, sorry.

(End of this chapter)