Apocalyptic Forecast

At the moment of comprehension, Huai Shi heard the sound of her eyes cracking, and the blood overflowed from her pupils, spreading, as if covering the whole world with a scarlet net.

No, maybe, the world in front of me has really been dyed red.

By that angry fire and blood.

Nautilus is roaring.

The endless calamity and darkness were reborn with the remains of steel, ignited the flames again, and roared toward the abyss of heaven and earth.

--hatred!

With the roar that shook the world, hatred spread out from the surging darkness. In an instant, it turned into a wave of violence, rudely flattening all the barren forests that blocked everything in front.

Wherever he went, all the lives and stubborn stones were turned into dust, and there were only traces of excavations that looked like weird claws on the earth. The scarlet mud rolled over, covering the corpse.

Immediately afterwards, on both sides of the battleship, huge mouths opened, the darkness condensed into steel, and the fierce killing intent became a fire.

Like burning stars rising from hell, instantly, all over the sky, illuminating all pale faces. The blood and fire exploded, and all the shadows were evaporated wherever it went.

Astaru's garment of bone was torn, and the flames spread.

The remnants of the world screamed in anger, the giant tree cast a shadow, and the infinite and strange dead branches pierced towards the Nautilus.

But Nautilus did not evade, allowing the ruler to penetrate, tear, and be riddled with holes.

But in the cracking darkness, a terrifying glow suddenly lit up directly in front of the Nautilus hull.

The crystal-like intense light gushes out from the darkness, and the torrent is raging.

Just the terrifying heat seeping from the cracks in the hull burned all the dead branches that dared to touch its body to ashes.

And where the ray of light passed, the matter, source quality, miracles and disasters, enemies and even the earth... everything was evaporated simply and cleanly, dissipated without a trace in the violent malice.

Only the screams of the remnants of the world burst out.

On the burnt body, there was a rusty spear that was hundreds of meters long piercing through it. Torn the indestructible shell, destroying all flesh and tissue.

Like a whaling fork, poured into the body of the prey.

Blood and fire spewed.

The tree giant Frankenstein roared, trying to prop up his body, but the huge shadow had already enveloped him.

The broken Nautilus looked down and passed by in an instant.

There was a crisp sound that made the scalp numb.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deep chewing sound, echoing in everyone's ears.

Even Frankenstein's scream became inaudible, only the dark warship that was dyed red chewing on the limbs of the enemy, and the voice was thick and low.

Bloody cocky spills out of his mouth

Dye the rusty teeth red.

The tree giant broke from the middle, was split into two pieces, and the blood swept like a sea.

Then, the lower half was torn into powder again.

Eat all of them.

But the broken battleship was recovering quickly, and once again returned to hideous, Nautilus roared, spit out flames again, and waved vertically and horizontally from the air.

Easily, he cut Astaru's huge body apart.

The magic palace wailed and fell and collapsed.

Hollow eyes emerged from the darkness, sprinkling countless vicious curses.

The fierce attack continued, and all living creatures were systematically pushed to destruction, precise and cruel, strangling all enemies.

Do not leave any snakes, insects, rats and ants.

That is no longer a struggle, it is ravaged and tortured, with infinite hatred, to vent all the anger that fills the depths of the soul!

No more reason.

It's like a crazy beast...

That is, a monster named hero made up of countless victims!

"Teacher! Mr. Li, and the ice room, Tonya... are you there?"

Anton propped up his body, looking up at the crazy appearance of his former compatriots, the muddy blood and tears flowed from the broken face.

He called hoarsely, doing his best:

"answer me!!!"

No matter how you call their names, no one will respond.

Never even looked back.

Only the beast screamed in resentment.

The stars that once shining are gone.

What remained before their eyes was the monsters born in the deepest part of hell.

Monsters are hunting, monsters are ravaging, monsters are eating.

Monsters are destroying everything.

Right in front of them...

Everything has already changed beyond recognition.

"Why... why did it become like this?"

Just seeing that look, the old man who had not been weak for a moment in the face of countless sufferings was already in tears.

"Of course it's for us, Professor."

Huai Shi gritted her teeth, enduring the tearing and burning pain from her eyes, staring at the fierce figure.

What else can it do?

For, everything in this world...

This is their final sacrifice.

When the disaster that used to be a deep downfall occurred, after calculations by the Survival Institute, even if the ideal country was staked in **** for a gamble, the success rate was still less than 5%...

Therefore, there will be a plan for a great retreat, and therefore, there will be miracles obtained in exchange for countless sacrifices.

It is precisely because of the majestic and brilliant light that people subconsciously ignore the painful struggles hidden in the darkness.

——How can a success rate of less than 5% become 100%?

Weapons, equipment, mysteries, power, and even all the reserves... When even betting on life is not enough to subvert the disparity above the balance, the only weight left is the soul!

When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.

When you fight a monster, you will also become a monster.

But if, on the other hand...

If the abyss is staring at me, then I also stare at the abyss. As long as I become a monster, then I can continue to fight with the monster!

If miracles are to be exchanged for disasters, then turn yourself into disasters themselves!

This is the final decision made by everyone.

Abandon the eternal sleep that deserves, and embrace a price that is crueler than death.

All members freeze!

Those souls that burned out never left ashes, because they put their last all into the abyss...

When those souls full of pain and hatred rise from a long depth, they turn into an unprecedented torrent. When disasters converged into one from this wide scar, an unprecedented monster was formed.

Then, swallow all enemies!

Now, the fight seventy years ago is still going on!

Push everything to annihilation, until everything is gone.

Countless legions were burned in the blood and fire of hatred, and the barren forest with no end in sight was turned into nothingness by annihilation missiles. The ruler formed by the remnants of the world and the bloodline of the abyss was torn apart by minions, and the blood and bone were chewed into residue.

Nautilus growled and neighed.

In the darkness, countless pupils looked at Astaru's huge figure, and then, like a giant whale preying on its prey, facing the bombardment of countless secret instruments and miraculous markings, they went upstream!

The battered body abruptly hit the ruler formed by white bones.

The sharp angle of attack was covered with blood, easily tearing the huge body without friends. Then, pulling it, smashing it, ravaged it again, crushed it, bombarded it, bit it...until it fell apart completely.

The hell, stained red with blood and debris, was ignited by flames.

In the surging darkness, hatred and crazy eyes looked towards the end of the cloud.

Mathers was silent, closed his eyes, and said nothing more until the darkness fell on his face. In the end, sighing, took the lead in taking out a pistol from his arms, aimed at his chin, and pulled the trigger.

The fire flashed away.

The mutilated body fell from the air, instantly swallowed by the angry giant. But the soul in it has disappeared without a trace.

Ran away.

Nautilus roared madly, looked back, and looked at the rainbow light in the sky, which once again released infinite darkness. Roughly tearing all the rainbow lights apart, dragging the line of the ladder, crushing them between sharp teeth.

The ladder cracked.

The last residue was also thoroughly washed, leaving only the burning earth, there are endless blood and dead bodies.

And the Nautilus, the shape formed by the huge darkness, constantly collided with the earth, flogging the remaining bones, bombarding and destroying, causing the **** to continue to crack and scream.

All enemies will be thwarted and ashes...

The futile destruction of everything in front of me.

Still screaming in anger.

It was as if countless people were shouting hoarsely, roaring in madness.

【enemy! enemy! enemy! 】

The neigh that tears all eardrums, enough to make all souls turbulent, echoes in the hell, the monster roars unwillingly, calling:

[Where is the enemy! 】

The crazy Nautilus kept bombarding the corpse in front of him, again, again, and again,

[Must, kill! Must kill all! Must kill! 】

The frantic roar echoed in the deadly hell.

Until the hoarse voice sounded.

"enough!!!"

In front of Nautilus's eyes, amidst the burning blood fire, the staggered figure emerged, moving forward, igniting himself in spite of the hatred fire.

"Already, there are no enemies."

Huai Shi panted and shouted into the painful darkness: "Your war is over!"

There was a moment of dead silence, in the darkness, countless scarlet eyes appeared, as if being irritated, violently turbulent.

The torrent blows out, causing the earth to mourn and almost blows Huai poems flying.

【mission! 】

[The mission never ends! 】

The monsters in the dark screamed in rage, and the frozen souls screamed wildly.

[Hell is still here! The abyss is still here! 】

[Must...must...protect...protect...]

【protection……】

No matter how they repeated or shouted, they couldn't tell the rest.

I don't hesitate to become what I am now, but I also want to protect the most precious things.

What must be protected?

It's been too long.

Wars, missions, and sacrifices are all too far away.

Monsters, you can’t even remember why you died...

At the moment when he realized this point, Nautilus roared in trembling, fell into madness, and constantly crashed into the ground, as if to completely destroy everything in front of him, along with himself.

Until the end, no target was found anymore, it fell to the ground, painful and convulsive.

Only mournful wailing remained.

That is the frozen soul crying in despair.

【Come back home……】

In the darkness, the hollow eyes shed grey tears. Looking at the dim light from the real world above the sky, that is an unreachable hometown.

It's like a whale stranded in the desert.

[Where is home? 】

[Want to... go home...]

The monsters bound by the depth wailed hoarsely, recalling flowers, recalling smiling faces, recalling everything they had protected.

[What year and month... When will I go home...]

【Come back home……】

"Then go, friends!"

Huai Shi stretched out her hand and touched the tearful eye pupil.

Let the arm decay in the corrosion.

Tell it:

"—Let's go home!"

That is not a false lie, nor is it a white deception.

At that moment, Huai Shi finally understood the meaning of being in hell.

If all this is fate...

The brilliant flash illuminates the pupils in the darkness.

In the burning of blood and fire, in Huai Shi's hands, solemn classics emerged.

At that moment, not only the Nautilus in front of them, but also on the sun boat, everyone stared at the absolutely false glow, and fell into sluggishness and shock.

"That is……"

The soul of the Utopia.

The source of records of all events, the blueprint and foundation of all the future, the core left over from the kingdom of heaven, the eternal source code of the heavenly pedigree.

"... "The Book of Destiny"!"

Gregory widened his eyes, moaned in his throat, subconsciously squeezed the coin in his hand, and cursed, "Russell, what the **** did you do!"

That **** actually sent the holder of the Book of Destiny, the true future of the Utopia, the redemption of the heavenly pedigree, into hell!

However, there is no extra mental energy to think again.

When the light was on, he was already instinctively, kneeling on one knee, bowing his head towards the solemn light.

Whether it's Anton, Raymond, or Foster...

Even the solidified darkness itself.

The world was silent, only the hoarse voice echoed.

"I promise you in the name of heaven!"

Huai Shi raised his head and declared to the frozen souls: "Your mission and war are over. Your sacrifice is by no means meaningless, and your achievements are unmatched!

Next, no matter what happens, no matter what enemy is in front of me, I will take you back home! "

At that moment, the book of destiny went without wind.

New vows and chapters were quickly written from above, and then, waterfall-like names emerged from it, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

Everything that was sacrificed in hell, everything that was buried in the cemetery.

All the names are recorded in it.

The glow rose, illuminating the painful pupils, washing away the madness and despair, and returning to clarity.

The darkness is boiling.

From the high-pitched call, in the frame of the Nautilus, the endless calamity rises up like a waterfall and radiates out in all directions.

Like the blood of a monster, it flows to the bottom of the abyss.

And in the violently dissipated darkness, countless fragments of light fell, like the rain of a gift, spilled on countless frozen souls.

"Go home...home..."

The last cry echoed in the rain of this miracle.

It was the lingering sound left by the dead souls, just like the cry of a baby when it was born. The monster is dying gradually, in tears of relief.

The phantoms of the past finally turned their heads back, casting blessed smiles to their successors, and disappeared into the glow.

"teacher……"

An Dong was in tears, feeling the emptiness of the soul slap on his shoulder.

The old cowboy rode a horse, galloped past Foster, blew his whistle, and buckled his hat on his head.

Foster froze in place for a long time, slowly lowering his head.

Gregory stared at them enviously, as if waiting for something. For a long time, he shook his head and sighed, then looked away: "Older people, don't see this."

A crisp laughter sounded from behind him, like a prank kid.

Gregory looked back in astonishment, but saw nothing.

The laughter was gone.

No longer reachable.

The old alchemist stretched out his hand for a long time, and laughed in relief.

For a long time, for a long time, the blood and fire extinguished, the disaster dissipated, the hatred and anger disappeared without a trace, and everything was silent again.

Only Huai Shi knelt on the ground, breathing hard, opening her mouth, and roaring silently.

In the dark!

The vortex of disasters visible to the naked eye shrouded his body, turned into a true distortion, radiating in all directions, continuously eroding his soul.

"Hey, Huai Shi, don't force it, you...you..."

Gregory rushed forward with both hands and feet, covering layers of mystery on his body, trying to protect his soul from being corroded, but everything was just a drop in the bucket.

He should persuade Huai Shi to give up, but... in that case, he couldn't say it!

"I'm fine."

Huai Shi raised her head, the bluish-gray capillaries on her face were prominent, like the curse lines of disaster, and smiled hard: "Small, I have eaten all the elements of destruction, and I'm afraid... so..."

Even if most of the erosion has dissipated with the heroes' suicide risk, the calamity contained in the solidified soul has never been weakened.

The Book of Destiny can strip their consciousness and soul, and return them to peace. But this solidification must be borne by someone.

Now, at least the degree of distortion equivalent to a ruler is pinned on him, and those solidified symptoms have completely frozen the stigmata and soul of the chief commander, and even caused the crow group to undergo further transformation.

The darkness in the hometown skyrocketed.

Like a heavy burden, it rests on Huai Shi's consciousness.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of being back. I am used to this kind of thing."

Huai Shi collapsed on the ground, her smile twitched, gritted her teeth, and pierced one nail after another into her body, sealing the door to the market.

The conformity beyond the limit is imposed on his soul.

Now, if he loses control, he will undoubtedly transform into a monster like a ruler, right?

For a long time, the little bit of correction he has accumulated can only be used as the last straw to maintain his sanity. Other than that, he may not be able to do anything anymore.

"It's all worth it, right?"

He raised his head, looked at the heroes' final gifts, and smiled.

Just where the darkness disappeared, an incomplete warship revealed its outline, the frame was restored to its integrity, and in the core, there was a magnificent flash of light surging.

It seems to have gathered all the good wishes in the world~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Washed away the pain and despair, and returned to the crystal-like transparency, in the sound of the distant tide, it shines with solemn and sacred light , Waiting for the order to start again.

That is the heart of Nautilus.

——Depth Anthem·Nemo Engine!

In the long silence, everyone stared at it quietly for a long, long time.

"It's so beautiful." An Dong sighed lightly.

"Who said no?"

Huai Shi smiled, raised her head hard, and looked at the sky, the eternal glow of the realm.

Their journey is finally over.

There is only a way home ahead.

This time, everyone will be together...