Apocalyptic Forecast

15 meters away.

Mateba's automatic revolver fired flames and aimed at his face.

When the fire light turned on, the face of the red glove suddenly changed and flashed subconsciously. But he was already slow. In an instant, the bullet penetrated the flesh and took off the blood.

bingo!

Huai Shi's eyes light up.

Then, he heard a roar.

Is red gloves.

He was not dead yet, but there was a tragic hole in his mouth. The bullet shattered half of his face and half of his cheekbones, and then he slammed and torn his right ear.

The broken muscles ripped off his face, dragging half of his face hanging in the air.

Heavy hit!

"Dry, it's almost there!"

Huai Shi gritted his teeth, feeling he was about to get angry. For this moment, he prepared for so long along the way, but lost to recoil.

He clearly paid attention, but the trajectory is still a little insignificant half a centimeter ...

The result is far from headshot.

'S injury, which was enough to make the ordinary person faint in an instant, didn't hurt or itch for the half-corpseated red gloves at the moment, but it made him angry beyond control.

He was already fully prepared for the **** battle, but he didn't expect that it was this kind of funny routine that could not get on the table.

The enemies that were expected did not appear at all, but a little page popped out.

Fuck Peggy!

He was teased to such a degree by a rooster. In the rage at the moment, he could n’t help but laugh, laughing at himself who had been bitten by a snake—the shadow that was unconsciously on the bird, was fooled by the group of guys. If you know, you will laugh so much that you can't take care of yourself?

Missed a shot, Huai Shi didn't even waste time to be frustrated, stepped forward, stabilized the gun body again, and pulled the trigger towards the red gloves.

But this gun was hit in the air.

At that moment, as the red gloves receded, his figure suddenly blurred in the heavy rain.

Is like a drop of ink falling into the water, spreading instantaneously, thin, and melting into the fuzzy rain.

This is the inherent skill brought by the St. Mark Taksim after entering the third level. In addition to being able to semi-corpse at any time to the almost undead physique, it is this strange and frightening "invisible" ability.

——Ablation.

In Eastern European legends, the body of taxim is the living dead who climbed out of his grave, or the spirit of revenge, because of its special origin buried under the nine earths, has this kind of Traits that no one can detect.

This is not any kind of stealth that can be detected by the sacred mark skills like thermal vision, unreal vision, or the eye of true knowledge. Once his skills are melted, even the sublimator who is standing in the special investigation stage can no longer detect it.

In the subconscious, people will block him and forget.

At that moment, Huai Shi suddenly wondered: Why am I here?

If he is an ordinary person, he will even forget why he came here.

But at the moment when he reacted, he felt that his eyes were black, he rushed forward involuntarily and fell to the ground, like a dog eating shit.

There was a sharp pain in the back.

Was shot in the same place again.

Even if he had a bulletproof vest, he could hardly get up. What was more painful was that the wound that had not been healed on the inside was torn. Wet blood poured out under the waterproof carapace, making the inner uneasiness and fear more intense.

He knew that just now, the red glove stood behind his back, so that he could look at his confused look, and then raised his hand and fired a shot.

Is like a cat and a mouse.

Looked at his embarrassed look.

But when he turned around, he didn't see anything clearly.

Where is he?

He widened his eyes and looked around intently, saw the rain ripples on the ground, saw the surrounding containers, and saw a man walking slowly in front of him, but he couldn't see where the red gloves were!

Just behind him, but he didn't notice any signs in advance.

Even if he is close, he may turn a blind eye to him.

This horrible hidden ability makes him tremble with a heart.

The crow ’s information said: The red glove St. Mark Taksim influences the subjective consciousness of human beings. The defect is that it ca n’t work in videos and photos, and its existence can be perceived through the medium of reflection ...

But now that the rain is so big, your own cottage will only leak out, and all the mirrors are blurred by the rain, and you can't see any reflection at all!

Wait, videos and photos ...

He suddenly had a bold idea.

He suddenly summoned the book of destiny, the pages of the book were automatically moved without wind, and turned straight to the latest progress-write his own bold line.

Two eyes continually took time to glance at the writing on the pages of the book, while looking around cautiously, looking for traces of red gloves.

[Endless heavy rain fell from the sky, the sound of thunder and rain falling overlapped and turned into roar. A thunder struck the ground, the electric light burst, illuminating the Huai poetry, and the man on his right looking at him in horror. 】

Right?

When this line of writing appeared, Huai Shi pulled the trigger to the right without thinking.

嘭!

bingo!

Huai Shi was ecstatic. He saw a **** color shoot from a man's chest, but he could not find the trace of red gloves.

Where is he hiding again?

Is gone?

【Huai Shi looked around cautiously, looking down at the pages of the book. In the tingling of blood loss, his eyes were covered by rain, and he suddenly didn't realize the figure holding the gun in front of him】

嘭!

Huai Shi pulled the trigger again.

Another blood flower came out of a man's arm, but Huai Shi still couldn't see the figure, and didn't even notice the angry curse.

Only saw the pistol that fell to the ground.

Huai Shi was relieved and looked down:

【The man quickly backed away, dodged the muzzle of Huai Shi, as if he felt incredible about Huai Shi's existence, and his face was blue with anger,

Then, he opened his mouth and roared, Huai Shi heard a lion roar. 】

The sound of lion roaring?

Huai Shi was teased again. The description of this **** is really awesome, but then, he really saw a lion ...

A real lion!

In the heavy rain, the huge and amazing lion leaped from the container, fell in front of Huai Shi, and roared upward.

Even had the logo of the South African Zoo hanging on his neck. Among the hollow pupils, a goldfish wandered quietly and cast a indifferent glance at Huai Shi.

What is this, hallucination?

Unbelievable, Huai Shi unconsciously took two steps back and heard the crow's voice: "Little brother, what are you doing, shot? This is the lion that South Africa sent to the Jinling Zoo touring exhibition! The goods are genuine! Do it's small fresh meat? "

During the heavy rain, the huge wild lion stepped forward slowly, his wet mane resting on his neck like a twisted rope, shaking with the pace.

Does the fish tank even control animals?

Huai Shi was unbelievable, but he did not dare to hesitate. He pulled the trigger frantically at the lion in front of him, but after two shots, there was no more sound in the gun barrel.

No bullets!

Do it!

Huai Shi hurriedly opened the magazine, threw the cartridge case, grabbed a bullet from his pocket, and hurriedly filled it in.

Haven't waited to fill in a few.

The lion has already rushed up.

Roared, the heavy rain curtain was crushed by the cannibal beast, the amazing weight was like a cannonball, and the claws waved towards Huai Shi's face.

Immediately, I heard a click.

'S right hand was cut off neatly, blood spewed out from the claw marks, and a scary scarlet spread in the water on the ground.

The pistol fell inside, and the hot barrel evaporated water vapor, making a noise.

And he has been thrown to the ground.

The blood basin opened wide and pointed at his neck.

"Leave you!"

At that moment, Huai Shi roared, left the book of destiny thrown away, the heavy book returned to the original quality in the air, and returned to his soul, and then, his left hand seemed to ignite, Covered by pure white source fire.

Hand forbidden, activate!

At that moment, Huai Shi's burning left hand suddenly extended forward, as if grabbing something.

Held the invisible handle.

The next second, the invisible axe was chopped towards the lion in close proximity, chopped on its head, opened up flesh and blood, and wedged into the skull.

But the skull of the lion is too hard to penetrate with the weight and blade of the invisible axe.

But it does n’t matter, Huai Shi ’s soul ability is not to create an invisible weapon to cut people, the most important thing is not the blade, but the thing that forges it ...

After seven years of savings, the anger and murderous intention turned into substance!

In an instant, the dark source fluctuations erupted from above the blade, and the angry flames and cold murderous intentions turned into a black tide and sank into the lion's skull.

In an instant, the fish tank behind his eyes was dyed black.

The goldfish trembled violently, and even burst open. The invisible killing intention and anger followed the bridge of the fish tank ridiculed, and fell into the mind of the red glove.

Viscous blood oozed from the corners of his eyes and nostrils and from his ears.

It was as if the soul had been hit by a hammer in front of him. The fish tank in his hand suddenly shook and cracked a gap ...

In the fierce hiss of red gloves, Huai Shi grabbed the lion's short stiffness, reached out and grabbed the pistol that fell on the ground, the barrel suddenly thrust into his eyes, and then pulled the trigger again and again.

After three shots, the bullets that were rushed in were finished, and the thick brain plasma sprayed from the hole in the back of the lion's head.

It's dead.

Huai Shi tried his best to push the lion away, only to feel that his broken right hand was terribly painful. When he got up, he finally saw the red glove leaning against the container and gasping for exhaustion.

The violent impact made him unable to maintain the state of ablation, and the thick blood flowed from between his mouth and nose. No longer did they look like they were tall when they first met.

When looking at Huai Shi, a grinning smile appeared on the torn face:

"Do you think this is over?"

At that moment, Huai Shi felt something wrapped around his leg, heavy and icy, extending upward without a sound. In the blink of an eye, he was coiled up, layer by layer, suddenly tightened, Squeezing the broken hand, Huai Shi screamed bitterly.

When he turned around, he saw what was wrapped around him at the moment ... the cold scales, the slender body, and the long letter that kept vomiting.

It was a huge python.

The head of the snake, bigger than Huai Shi's fist, stopped in front of Huai Shi, opened the mouth of the snake, and spit out a gust of wind. In the empty eyes, the goldfish remained.

There is a snake ...