Apocalyptic Forecast

Sudden questioning made Mathers stunned for a moment.

Is incredible.

"... Euton?"

He suddenly realized, "No, is it the Lord of the Flies"? It seems that you have achieved something, and it seems that you have found a new contractor? It really makes you happy. "

"To shut up!"

Beexib interrupted him irritably, as if stabbed by the reality in front of him: "You guy ... really have to fall into the abyss!"

"Not as you see it?"

Mathers spread his arms and asked curiously: "Is there anything unbelievable? Or, I accidentally left a wrong impression on you?"

"......"

Silence, in the long silence, Huai Shi felt that the steel in his hand was trembling slightly.

"Oudon, the bastard, that stupid ... in the end, I don't want to believe everything I see."

Besib murmured softly, "Only before he dies, he cries like a dead child ... until the end, he believes that you will not abandon him, and that you think that you, the elder brother, will not leave him. "

"Maths, how dare you!"

The book of iron and steel shook violently, as if something was struggling to pounce out of the pages of the book.

"How dare you guys!"

Mathers did not answer.

Is just quiet and silent.

For a long time, for a long time, it seemed to help but lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

"After all, Orton is still too weak."

His compassionate emotion: "He has always been like this, always sad, like a child ... I would rather sit in the dream and wait for the death than face the truth."

"Face your mother's legs!"

Beixibu scolded: "Are you gangsters and faces claiming to be just!"

"Ah, of course, it would be claimed that it is better to say that we feel that we are the right side of justice."

Without any shame, Mather nodded steadily, ignoring Besib's insults.

Only quietly waited for it to scold enough, and then spoke slowly: "A rare meeting of old friends, King of the Flies, whether you believe it or not, my mood is happy at the moment, no, it should be excited.

Therefore, even if you are already standing on the opposite of me, for the time being, I still have to ask— "

He reached out to the book of steel and asked sincerely: "Will you come to our side? You can witness all this instead of Orton."

"Mathers, I tell you this Pharaoh's Eight Shells, I will only witness one thing in my next life."

Besib said coldly, "That's how your gangs of twenty-five are drowned in a dung pit and the whole family spiraled into the sky and exploded! Otherwise, don't talk!"

"Then you do it."

Mathers calmly looked at Huai Shi, who had completely turned into a background board, "So what about you, Mr. Huai Shi? Even in the abyss, I have heard a lot about you, and I have to say that your performance is brilliant. , Even admirable and admirable.

People like you should not be reduced to tools of the Astronomical Society, are you coming? "

He said, "Golden Dawn needs new blood like you."

In the silence, Huai Shi tilted his neck and lifted his right hand, which had just healed slightly, and shivered his paws, lighting himself a cigarette.

Pumped two bites fiercely, and after the old **** pretended to be full, he slowly exhaled a smoke: "Why? Does Golden Dawn also recruit cowboys?"

"Very creative rejection, unfortunately, nothing can be changed."

Mathers shrugged slightly, and did not care about this rejection.

Didn't even kill the killer.

Just looked down on them with pity.

Even Huai Shi who made a heroic sacrifice was stunned.

"It's almost time to calculate the time."

Elegant middle-aged gentleman lowered his head and glanced at the time on the watch: "The tools of the cast iron legion, no matter how wasteful, should let the Queen of Decay realize the existence of the enemy?"

Here is inside the double helix dense instrument, isolated from inside and outside.

Based on the abyssal bloodline, creator Mathers has created a new frame of hell, which has completely covered the stars.

Is like in the abyss vesicles.

In essence, it can already be called a closed hell.

Here, without the source support of Rainbow Bridge, without the assistance of those miraculous marking modules, the cast iron army is nothing more than an undead army.

Even if it doesn't kill, what's the use?

Even if they tried their best, they would not be able to cause any harm to the dying ruler, but it would make him—anxious and corrupt.

Was completely irritated by the flies in front of him.

Then, the appetite widened—

With his words, in the distance, the hoarse hiss suddenly burst out.

The sharp voice scratched every deck and ground as if it were the essence, ravaging everyone's eardrums, pulling consciousness and soul.

Will drag everyone into the abyss.

In the siege of the Cast Iron Legion, the silhouette of the Queen of Decay suddenly shuddered, and then quickly expanded and swelled from the hiss.

Is like blowing a balloon.

In the invisible body, countless darkness multiplies madly and swells until the end-thoroughly tearing the last weak **** on the body, and the rotten dream is like a torrent of water flowing out of it.

Rises into the sky, and then descends from the sky, spreading to all around, but it seems that everything is falling into the dark abyss quickly.

Was pulled and fell into an eternal rotten nightmare.

Nightmare has come!

Just like a greedy monster, swallowed the entire asterisk into the belly.

In the violent vibration, the crumbling lamp quickly went out.

The darkness came.

"It's really impatient, that ruler."

Mathers chuckled softly: "Isn't this a bit of fooling and started to get furious? Save me and go to work ..."

Nightmare is like a black tide, roaring from the top floor.

Countless dark liquids spewed out from the gaps in the ceiling, and the whole corridor was submerged little by little.

Everything is falling into the eternal rotten dream.

In Mathers's hand, the cane was transformed into a black umbrella, which was wide open, blocking things that were obstructing it.

At the last time, he looked back.

Did not look at Huai poetry.

Fell on the cover of Besib.

"There is one last thing to tell you, Lord of the Flies." He said quietly: "We have tried to save him, tried more than once-"

"But he refused."

Mathers told him: "It's not that we abandoned Orton, but Orton, who abandoned us."

The black umbrella turned slightly, and disappeared into the darkness with him.

Ruthlessly threw them in place, allowing them to be swallowed up by the nightmare of the abyss.

Nowhere to escape.

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After being silent for a long time, Besib sighed softly in Huai Shi's consciousness: [Sorry, elder brother, I seem to disturb your great opportunity to change jobs. 】

"Huh? Isn't it to cover me?" Huai Shi shook his head. "It's funny to change jobs. Will anyone leave the inspector's job as a fugitive?"

Moreover, if you take the book of destiny and go to the enemy, wouldn't it be two to five in twenty five.

Matryoshka does not play like this.

He leaned tiredly on the deck and found himself a comfortable position.

Sit and wait.

[I thought you would be curious about other things. 】

"I'm too curious about things, don't be Sibu." Huai Shi shook his head indifferently: "Your little secret, you have to lean back a little."

[Ha, you guy, really have no experience with tools. 】

"Do you really have to use yourself as a tool?"

[Do n’t I always exist as a tool? ] Bessib's cold answer: [It would be nice if I could always be a tool, Huai Shi, I want to change back to myself many times.

Ignorance and ignorance of tasks, consume yourself calmly, usher in destruction.

This way, you will not be entrusted with too many unrealistic expectations, and no one will sacrifice yourself for you ... and will not feel sad. 】

"Sounds great."

Huai Shi thought about it and ignored the dark mud drowned below his chest and asked seriously: "But haven't you ever felt a trace of happiness, don't Besib? After being given the will, it will bring you only Is it painful? "

【……】

The Book of Iron and Steel was silent for a while, and laughed hoarsely again. He did not answer his question, but sent a heartfelt emotion: [Although the time is short, it is really a pleasure to work with you. 】

Huai Shi shrugged: "I really want to talk to each other, but I am really mad at you."

[Then there is no way. My program is all set by Orton. That guy is dead. You ca n’t beat him. 】

In the erosion of countless black nightmares, Besib finally laughed: [Good night, Huai Shi, I will take a step first. 】

"OK, good night."

Huai Shi nodded his head, and the black mud was rising rapidly, drowning his neck.

Can't feel Besib's voice coming.

He raised his head hard, trying to float the rising black mud out of his face, but the nightmares that had solidified into substance kept pouring into his mouth and nose, pulling his soul.

Finally, he took a deep breath.

Immediately afterwards, the flare of cigarette smoke extinguished in the darkness.

Nightmare hit.

At the last moment, he seemed to have hallucinations.

It seems that there is something on his saddle bag ... shining?

He closed his eyes.

The abyss is coming.

The endless fall began.

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Has no need to struggle at all, nor any possibility of escape.

The moment of being entangled in the muddy nightmare is equivalent to being swallowed into the belly of the rotten dream queen, and there is no chance of being spared.

Endless darkness and pain poured into the soul of Huai Shi.

Fear of death, pain of growth, aging lingering and numbness when sick.

It seemed that a black torrent engulfed himself.

But there is no expected torture and uneasiness, but it seems ... quite cool?

Fell into the dung pit but didn't feel suffocated. Instead, he found that he was a dungeon. This bizarre experience made Huai Shi feel something wrong from the heart.

It didn't take long before he was completely drawn into the deepest layer of the rotten dream.

Fell into the dream of **** among the stars.

He fell to the ground.

The barren ground, the dark sky, and no pleasing colors, only the withering wind coming from the face, and the continually expanding flesh and blood tentacles on the dry ground.

The endless torture has just begun.

But before then ...

Around, countless walking dead, who had long been lost in the rotting dream, turned their heads in unison and looked at Huai Poetry savagely.

In the darkness, Morando's greasy face slowly emerged.

Grinning towards Huai Shi.

"What a coincidence."

He stared viciously at Huai Shi's face: "We meet again ..."

Huai Shi took a step back subconsciously, trying to pull out his weapon, but found that he could not find his equipment here, and he could only report hope in case, raised his hand and said seriously:

"Sorry, buddy, you may admit the wrong person. I actually have a sibling brother, who looks similar to me, but has an inferior character and moral corruption. He must have offended you!"

When was talking, he looked left and right and wanted to find a way to escape.

Found that the surroundings had already been sealed off by the living corpses.

There is no escape.

"Haha, scared? Hahahaha ..."

Morando laughed ridiculously, agitated the darkness, and pressed step by step: "Don't worry, I said I'm going to smash you to death, but I'm changing my mind now, after all, here ... you're going to die! "

In an instant, dozens of dark hands roared, piercing Huai Shi, tearing them, and lifting them in the air.

Spilled blood on the ground, and quickly grew countless flowers of flesh and blood.

"How do you feel, kid!"

Morando grinned and suddenly pulled off his arms: "Don't be so scared to pee, we haven't started yet!"

In the drowsiness of severe pain, Huai Shi once again saw ... the keychain that Ai Qing gave himself on his pants seemed to glow?

Under the light, he quickly tranced.

For a moment, he lost his sense of limbs, but soon he discovered that his limbs were gradually alienating and expanding, and countless sharp bones quickly punctured from the broken body ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The severe pain in the growth of his skull made him unable to bear the growl in a low voice.

In the darkness, a huge figure was rapidly expanding, zooming in, and then zooming in, spreading the wings that covered the sky and smashing the sky, and shattering the dark clouds.

Immediately afterwards, with a deep breath, an iron-blue brutal flame erupted from his mouth and nose.

A crown like a sun wheel rose slowly behind him.

The solemn hymn played again.

Shengya! Holy! Holy!

Thousands of people roared in unison, and countless souls were pulled by the light wheel and roared from afar, blending into the majestic and majestic light back.

Under the light of the solemn holy light, the world's last dragon, Bahamut, slowly lowered his huge mountain-like head, comparable to the eyes of the sun and the moon.

Looked at Morando's dull face, and he smiled happily.

"Little brother, you remember you just said ... It's hard to die here, right?"

Didn't wait for Orlando's answer.

Huai Shi skillfully raised one of his front paws, took a sip of iron foam, and rubbed it, and in the high-pitched roar of steel friction, he fell against the ground in front of him!

Then, a ten-level hurricane that was enough to destroy the city spread out in all directions.

The earth was turbulent.

Countless lava spewed out of the earth's crust.

With Bahamut's wings spread, to the dream of this abyss, the announcement of the coming of destruction!

In reality, I am humiliated.

In the dream, I'm heavy-fist-out-blow!