Apocalyptic Forecast

When the final circuit was connected, the anger brewing in the heart of the furnace during the long journey and the sadness of waiting for returning to the battlefield after seventy years followed the eternal movement of the origin, inspiring such a shining brilliance.

The main engine unit, the sub-engine unit, the third engine unit... and all the power of the entire ship fell to the huge gun body at this moment, causing the incomplete main gun to burn to red.

The boiling sound of the sea echoed in the narrow cavity, and in the end, it turned into a roar that shook the whole world.

The light of anger that condensed into a solid rushed toward the workshop owner, breaking through torn layers of shields, and instantly engulfing that face.

In the next moment, the clean burning, melting, and penetration penetrated deep into the fortress, spreading rapidly like a torrent of a bank bursting, warehouses, production lines, keels, decks, narrow corridors, and even gorgeous halls and offices... everything All were ignited by flames in the light.

In the end, it came out from the wall behind the workshop like a broken bamboo, and it was like a piercing sword blade, stained with a piercing blood red.

Radiating toward the sky above.

The narrow beam actually broke through three depths, forming a fleeting flash in the dark abyss.

Immediately afterwards, there was a cracking sound like a scream spreading.

The face that had been torn and melted widened, and struggling hard, dozens of arms and feet were constantly stepping on the sun boat.

It seemed that he was still swearing in some dialect from hell, but the voice was too vague and trembling, no one could hear it clearly.

No matter how the opponent struggled or attacked, the red dragon bit the fortress in front of him, never letting go.

Like a dying mad dog.

The eyes are scarlet.

When the workshop owner shouted something to the distance behind him, he found that no one responded there. Only the painful signal for help echoed in the depth and gradually disappeared in the scar area.

In the end, he seemed to finally understand something.

There was a roar of resentment.

The huge fortress was torn apart from the waist, and the important components were discarded, and the broken fortress workshop finally broke free from the gnawing of the sun boat.

Numerous nightmare bubbles emerged from the cracks and quickly covered his body, making him translucent again, transforming into the original form.

Run desperately.

The speed is like a ghost without quality.

But even if it is a ghost without a substance, there is a shackle that can't escape...

"Huai Shi!!!"

At that moment, Raymond roared.

On the deck at the stern, Huai Shi waved his hand and threw the body of the ruler into the hometown. Then, the afterimage flashed, emerging from behind Professor Anton, stepping on the hot gun body, and lifting his own. With his right hand, the workshop that was quickly going away was shrouded in a distance.

In an instant, the shadow of the serpent stretched forward from the ground.

In an instant, crossing a distance of several kilometers, rising from the ground, entangled in the nightmare workshop out of thin air, sorrow like a shadow.

Bondage!

Under the directly broken deck, a huge winch was raised, and after getting rid of the huge anchor, it was connected to the rope of sorrow.

The welding light flashed for a moment, and then countless sparks shot out from the speeding winch.

The rush of the workshop came to an abrupt end, and a stagger, under the shackles and pull of the cord of sorrow, unexpectedly took a step back.

A deep and desperate gully was left on the ground.

The workshop owner roared.

The dilapidated fortress was crawling on the ground, struggling to grab something, but there was nothing but mud, sand and bones.

In this way, under the towing of the sun boat, he slid back one step again.

The solar ship now seems to have really become the sun.

In the cracks in the hull, countless surgings of hot steam spewed out, and when the huge engine nozzle slowly turned its angle, spitting out a fiery fire, the power of terror burst from the chain.

The heart of the rock iron madly swallows the remaining lives around it, pulsing constantly, and it glows with deafening thunder every time.

In this way, the huge fortress was pulled behind like a cargo compartment, constantly rolling and bouncing.

In the end, there was a sudden brake, the direction was reversed, and countless cracks appeared in the tight chain, and the nightmare workshop had risen from the ground, flew into the sky, drawn a terrifying arc, crushed the cloud, and again Under the drag of the chain, it fell towards the ground.

After plowing a crack between the undead rat people, they once again smashed into the ground like a meteorite, and countless steel parts flew from it.

Mixed with the wailing and screams of the workshop owner.

In the foul-smelling bubble everywhere, the Nightmare Workshop tried to restart, and the broken chain saw kept chopping the tight iron locks on his body.

When a tear-like lone star passed by behind the empty sky, the action stopped abruptly.

The huge and dilapidated workshop is rapidly fading, leaving only the outlines drawn by ink, losing weight, color and even thickness.

In the end, it became like a light sheet of paper.

As the heavy cover closed, it appeared in Foster's hands.

——Records of Events · "Les Miserables"!

Now, there are no more enemies on the earth.

But on the bridge, Raymond didn’t even have time to catch his breath, he pushed the output gear to the end, ignoring the wailing engine and hull, and even threw down a large amount of armor and damage in order to reduce the compound, and galloped at a speed that was almost self-destructive. In hell.

Because above the sky, behind the broken clouds, endless shadows slowly emerged.

Accompanied by the call of the horn, one after another giant monsters descended from a distant depth. More hells, more enemies, and more monsters are rushing toward this battlefield.

Covered by countless beautiful aurora-like neon lights, they are like insects temporarily breathing on a spider web, unable to escape the malice that seems to have enveloped the entire abyss.

"Thirty-one, thirty-two... thirty-four..."

Above the bridge, the snail brought desperate news: "There are more than forty legions approaching us."

"Is there a difference between twenty thirty and forty forty! It's all one death!"

Raymond rolled his eyes: "You can't say anything useful!"

"Okay." Oldham replied with kindness, suggesting: "Go ahead a little bit to the left, it's ten minutes away, and someone fired a gun—"

"What the hell?"

Raymond froze for a moment, only feeling the darkness before his eyes.

And on the overheated main gun, Huai Shi looked up and saw the huge shadow from driving the clouds, and the island that chased after them like a fish...

As if being pulled directly from the mountains by a giant, thrown into the sky, staying in the sky forever.

That almost asteroid-like scale of terror hung high in the highest point of darkness.

The light of miracles shines in countless palaces pierced from the rock wall, just like the reappearance of Olympus in hell, a majestic mountain recreated in **** by solidified alchemists!

With such a frozen and hideous posture, it is not an exaggeration to call it a palace of hell.

Today, it has completely fallen from [The Imprint of Miracles·The Foundation of Olympus] into the crystallization of calamity-Tartarus, the feast of demons!

"Say hello to our old friends."

At the darkest part of the top of the magic palace, Hedi grinned, with the feeling of the soul, overlooking the opponent at the end of the crossbow, "Here is the burial place for you!"

Suddenly, the low drum sound burst out from the magic palace.

Responding to the fragments floating in the abyss, flames of the size of thumbs appeared on the neon sky.

Under the transportation of the ladder, one huge piece of **** fragment was transported to this depth, and after the transformation of the secret instrument, countless stars descending from the sky were formed.

The burning stars burst into a roar, dragging flame tails, falling from the darkness of the abyss.

It's like a torrential rain.

Engulf the tiny solar ship.

The earth wailed, and the spreading fire light rose up with the huge mushroom cloud, and everything was buried in the terrifying temperature. An instant flash, escaped the first wave of bombardment.

But then, the sun ship was like a dead leaf, involuntarily flying in the aftermath of the storm, rolling in the wind.

The secret instrument shrouded in the ship's body was constantly cracking.

Gregory roared hoarsely, and the skinny shepherd was like a nail, stepping on the tremor of the secret instrument, and forcibly propped up the shield with his hands.

The skin quickly cracked, and the viscous blood evaporated in the high temperature of the engine leak before it had flowed out.

It is no longer concerned whether it will affect the operation of the scientific and technological equipment on the ship. Except for the engine and transmission system, which are still running wildly, all other things have been shut down.

Save every power and maintain the integrity of the hull.

The gallop that goes with destruction is still stubbornly continuing!

It's like a tired wild dog galloping on a dead end, never looking back!

"Then, do it again—"

Hedi's five fingers spread out and whirled slightly, and the flash of the secret instrument illuminates the malicious smile: "Double, quadruple, and more!"

Suddenly, the meteorite falling in the sky suddenly stagnated, and the direction of the fall began to shift toward the location of the solar ship.

Lock the strugglers on the ground.

Struggling to leap from the night sky, and descending from the sky with destruction!

"Speed ​​up, speed up!"

Huai Shi roared, pressing his palm on the heart of rock and iron, and he did not hesitate to throw the sadness, the masters and even the dwarf skull hunters stored in the Guixu towards the pulsating heart.

The heart greedily swallowed every drop of blood. After the thin stone skin, the electric light in the atrium surged and thunder sounded again.

At the tail of the solar boat, dozens of spouts twitched, and they split into twice the number, and the flame jet pushed the huge hull to accelerate again!

Around the hull, the remaining fragments of the Stygian water waves have turned into huge waves.

They are running wildly.

Race against time.

But death was still close at hand.

Countless meteorites are closely chasing behind, as if ignoring inertia and potential energy. If you don't achieve your goal, you will never give up!

"I am locked ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -"

Raymond screamed, clutching the joystick tightly in the drowsiness of a lot of blood loss. And Honglong hadn't spoken a few minutes ago.

"Foster give me the book!!!"

In the communication, Huai Shi yelled under the deck, the gasp of the captain ignored his steps to stabilize his body, unfastened the buckle around his waist, and the heavy copper-covered books flew out towards Huai Shi and fell into his body. In his hand, he flipped quickly.

The ghost of Condela appeared on the title page, helping Huai Shi to push the reverse of the book page, and then quickly fixed the frame at the end.

Huai Shi took a deep breath, grabbed the remaining railings on the deck, and lifted up the classics in his hand toward the numerous meteorites that were in close pursuit behind the ship.

Source quality perfusion.

Among the fine handwriting, the solidified illustration was reactivated. Has been given color, shape, appearance, contour, and volume.

That was the nightmare workshop that was banned just now!

At this moment, before the finally free workshop owner had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the countless terrifying flames rushing towards his face...

At that moment, there was only time to make the final whine.

"What the hell... why?"

In the next instant, the workshop was swallowed by countless meteorites.

Those overlapping destructive forces were completely triggered.

A skeleton strong enough to resist the bombardment of large-caliber main artillery, a vault large enough to hold countless wealth, products that have not been thinned, and slaves tied to the production line, and the cocoon production that every workshop owner will start at the dying moment ...

Everything evaporates in the flames and disappears without a trace.

Only the broken wreckage, after drawing a heartbreaking arc, rose into the sky, fell on the magic palace, and was nailed into the mud.

That is a broken pillar.

At the top, the broken wall lamp still stubbornly bloomed with the last glimmer of light.

Under the suspension of those cables, the workshop owner became the remains of coke, swaying in the wind alone.

The last tears of sorrow slipped slowly like this.

No sound anymore.

And right in the center of the explosion, the flashing solar ship could not escape the aftermath of the sweeping waves after all, countless hull parts were scattered, and the tail engine burst.

In the waves, they rolled violently from the ground, and after marking a ravine, they seemed to hit something invisible.

There was a crisp cracking sound.

Countless cracks emerged from the flickering void, like broken glass, spreading rapidly, and finally, under the impact of the aftermath of destruction, the illusion and blockade that had lasted for a long time was completely broken!

After the blockade, a thick mist sprayed out like ocean tides.

spread.

Submerge the broken sun ship completely.

Disappear.

.

The violent rolling and collision, I don't know how long it lasted.

In the terrifying turbulence that the world is spinning around, Huai Shi only came to remember to entangle everyone with the cord of grief, and did his best to support Guixu.

But under the weakening of the stigmata, even Guixu can no longer maintain it.

In the dilapidated cabin, in the darkness, only the last electric spark flickered.

Huai Shi panted, propped up her body, and looked at the world beyond the crack... There was only a mist and a vague outline.

Everything in front of him was almost unbelievable.

ecstasy.

Even the enemies who were chasing behind him were left behind.

"Here we are?"

"probably."

On the floor, the scaled snail with its cracked shell was already stubbornly living, even if the internal organs were squeezed out of the wound.

Huai Shi frowned: "What is approximate?"

"The rough idea is that I'm not sure."

Oldham replied helplessly: "Since seventy years ago, there hasn't been any scale snails in the surrounding area that can survive...

Therefore, you need to be prepared, Your Excellency Huaishi, maybe the monsters that were brought about by the deep downfall still remain here. "

Huai Shi was silent for a moment, and looked at it indifferently: "In other words, there may be a trap in front, right?"

"Perhaps. Everything is up to you, Your Excellency Huai Shi."

Oldham replied calmly: "It's normal for a **** creature like me to be untrustworthy, and it should be vigilant.

However, we have arrived at our destination, and soon you should be able to see what you are looking for. "

It paused, with a complex tone:

"Although, the result may not be satisfactory..."

.

At this moment, just above the wasteland, the endless thick fog filled it, and finally, gradually dissipated.

The magic palace hanging high above the sky stagnated slightly.

Overlooking everything in the distance.

It's like...unbelievable.

In the long silence, Heidi asked hoarsely: "Mathers, what is that?"

"That's who we used to be."

The solidified person of the Golden Dawn looked at the world under the mist, his eyes gradually becoming compassionate and nostalgic, "Perhaps, this is the ignorant nature of the ideal country."

Hedi did not speak.

For a long time, in the silence, it was difficult to restrain the mockery and malice that surged in the chest.

Laugh out loud.

Tears almost shed.

.

When Huai Shi stood on the broken deck again, it was far more convenient for the wind from the past.

The mist was rolling, and gradually thinning in the aftermath of the explosion.

But here, neither the outpost nor the former base can be seen.

Between the broken bricks and tiles everywhere, there are countless huge bones piled up, like mountains.

The earth was torn apart by some terrifying force, leaving an invisible deep valley, which spread straight forward, as if to extend to the end of hell.

Right in the center of the rift was a corpse that was so huge that it couldn't even contain hell.

A behemoth above the mountains.

Numerous crystalline giant pillars interspersed on its body, already dimmed, only a faint glow gleamed. On its chest, there is a horrible rift.

A blow that once pierced the earth completely killed the terrifying thing from the bottom of the abyss.

Only the huge body remained.

Countless blood-like thick mists flowed out from the crack in its chest, even after 70 years, it has not been exhausted...

And in the middle of the mountains of bones, on the only flat ground, there was only a low forest.

Tombstone, the forest formed.

Like flowers growing from the bones of the dead, they opened silently and spread to the end of the world.

On the tombstone, those entangled rusty nameplates swayed slightly in the wind, glowing with bursts of fine noise, which will continue into eternity.

The former heroic souls sleep here.

Together with the monsters from the bottom of the abyss.

Guarding them is a steel wreck covered in dust.

It seems to be completely broken from the center after being burned out... The former majestic and solemn appearance has become so decadent, full of traces of rust.

It has long since died, with its enemies.

Falling silently into the abyss.

Seventy years...

This is their destination.

"..."

In this eternal silence, everyone looked up at the world in front of them, was silent, and offered condolences to everything that had passed away.

For a long time, Huai Shi bowed her head tiredly, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Laugh at yourself...

Look, Huai Shi, this is the end of the journey.

You pretend to be a pretentious and self-proclaimed successor. You embarked on this expedition so proudly. You came here without hesitating all your hardships, wanting to rebuild the great achievements you once had and want to receive the legacy of the heroes.

But the heroes will not have a legacy.

When the stars burn out, all that is left is ashes...

You should have understood:

——In the face of disaster, how can the hero get away?

As early as seventy years ago, they had not thought of turning around.

No matter how harsh the instructions are, no matter how desperate they are, they will not stop.

He did not expect the arrival of the so-called savior, nor did he leave the mission to successors. When the flood of calamity came back, they chose to oppose the abyss.

From beginning to end, I never took a step back.

Struggle with everything alone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ even at the expense of everything.

Nowadays, besides this proud ashes, what other treasure can they give to future generations?

No more.

However, Huai Shi is not disappointed.

Even if there was only dust here, he couldn't feel any anger.

He felt that perhaps he was already crazy, just like those of the ancestors who were clearly behind, and when he saw everything in front of him, he couldn't help but want to cheer for the dead.

"How lucky to meet today."

Seventy years later, the belated successor stretched out his hand, stroked the wreck in front of him, and greeted him:

"Hello, Nautilus—"