Apocalyptic Forecast

In the moment when the Queen of Corruption was lifted, the stars were completely engulfed, and the endless sea set off an uproar.

Across the double helix cage, everyone saw a waterfall-like sticky nightmare gushing out of the stars.

That is the essence of the nightmare that the rotten dream has collected and selected in the abyss for hundreds of years, and the soul of despair that has survived after the exhaustion of countless souls in hesitation, pain, confusion and destruction.

That is a part of His body.

Every part is an extension of what he is today, and now the rotten dream.

In an instant, 110,000 passengers were engulfed. The black nightmare swelled rapidly and evaporated, and a gray mist rose, completely covering the silhouette of the stars.

Is flooded in every corner of the double helix.

Looks like a crystal ball imprisoned by a strange bird cage.

Then, stand still.

Not only did he not choose to tear the outer shackles, but he didn't seem to care what actually happened outside. He steadily shrunk all the remaining forces in one place.

The dark mist quickly solidified.

Seems like internal organs.

The contours and colors of countless blood vessels and eyes emerged from it. The bitter viciousness spread from the crazy eyes, staring indifferently at the combatants outside the prison cage.

I don't know why, it's such a horrible thing, but it always reminds me of the dying prisoner in the IU.

No longer bears the stubborn strength of the corner, nor can he resist the demise of the decline, and can only stare at the beautiful world outside the window with resentful eyes.

Curse it all.

But soon, the solidified nightmare began to wriggle wildly.

The treacherous tweet burst out again.

So harsh.

Is like ... indigestion.

There is something in his stomach that is frantically agitated ... wanton, almost coming out!

"what is that?"

Under the double-spiral crystal, Mathers stared at the tumultuous nightmare. Immediately, he suddenly looked up and looked at the projection of Yegor in the distance: "The back hand of the Astronomical Society?"

"Maybe."

Ye Geer replied, neither smile nor mock

Just calmly told him: "In the face of the enemy, always be prepared, don't you?"

"It's worthy of being a preacher, it's harder to deal with than it is rumored."

Mathers applauded nodding: "Apart from this situation, you must have other preparations? But it really doesn't matter at all ... His life and death are not important to us at all."

He scornfully glanced at the nightmare of convulsions under his feet, as if it were not a ruler from the abyss, but a piece of dead pork:

"Anyway, it's just bait in the trap ... what's the big deal of missing one more, right?"

Along with his words, under the double helix dense instrument-the endless sea of ​​thousands of miles, suddenly solidified.

That is not from his power.

It is better to say that it is a manifestation of some kind of authority, a certain kind of law engraved in the abyss, a force that cannot be violated comes here.

In an instant, all the turbulent waves calmed down.

The sea is smooth like a mirror.

Yes, at this moment, the endless sea has become a huge mirror, reflecting indifferently the pillars of countless double spirals, and even the sky dome representing the endless abyss, and the behemoths that are constantly fighting in the deep space.

Inexplicably, there is an indescribable comprehension rising from everyone's heart.

It is clear that the mirror of the ocean is right at the foot, but why do you think there is something overlooking yourself in it?

Then, in the darkened mirror surface, a distorted and cold shadow slowly emerged.

Is like rising from the deep sea.

Mirror world!

That belongs to the authority of the queen of rotting dreams, but at this moment, rotting dreams are still in the captivity of the double spiral ceremonies, then at this moment, who is the shadow that gradually emerged from the distant hell?

"Ah, what did that say?"

Maths took off his hat, showing his mottled white hair, as if welcoming the arrival of a big man, with a happy smile.

"Not long ago, some novels like to write. When the stars return, will the supreme one rise from the sea?

Now the asterisks are indeed in the right place ... "

With his words, in the mirror of the ocean, the dark and gritty shadows are getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, and the endless gray and black has covered all the places that can be seen.

Something is coming ...

Something ... Come out of the sea!

Is roaring, just like the sharp rise of thousands of seabed sharp reefs. A series of gray colors pierced from the world of mirrors, and after breaking through the depth of the shackles, they revealed their fierce appearance from the surface of the world.

Is that ... a tree?

In the reflection of the mirror, a decayed and huge hanging huge tree showed its own image.

Countless complicated and sharp branches spread out crookedly and slantingly, but there is no leaf or fruit on it.

There are only countless voices like babies crying between branches.

Like invisible bugs crawling into everyone's eardrums, gently pulling their soul and will, devastating the internal organs and bones.

Pour into the brain.

That is not language, but it is undoubtedly the most straightforward expression. Any parents should be able to immediately understand when they hear such crying.

He said:

--I'm hungry.

So, in the double-spiral densitometer, the solidified nightmare also struggled violently, trembling, and gave a stern roar.

But he could not break through the cage in front of him.

Couldn't escape from this strenuous train.

Then ... In the world of mirrors, the huge root system of the overhanging giant tree seemed to live, extending from the mirror surface, and entangled gently and dexterously on the double-spiral dense instrument.

Directly penetrated into it—

The tight seal of the double-spiral densitometer seems like a phantom at this moment, of course, there is no more.

There are only countless root systems like a pair of baby hands, hugged the nightmare, and began to **** sweetly.

It's breastfeeding time, mother.

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When the last predator was burned by the flames of Bahamut, Huai Shi's body had swelled to an unimaginable level.

Feels like a walking continental plate, but nothing in the nightmare can be compared.

And when he looked around, there were no more enemies.

A barren and dead in the nightmare.

A familiar voice sounded in the wind.

"You seem to have a good time?"

He turned his head back in amazement and could not see anything. At his feet, the tiny dusty shadow raised his hand and waved a bit, prompting him to be here.

He lowered his head and lay on the ground, trying to move his eyes closer to the figure.

Then, more and more startled.

"Huh? Are you ... Do not be sibu?"

"I'm right."

Bessib looked at him with his head tilted: "I didn't expect you to recognize it?"

"After all, the sound is similar to what I imagined, it sounds very flirty and not very reliable." He sighed with emotion: "But you look like ...

Isn't it a bit too right?

Originally, Huai Shi thought that, after Besib anthropomorphization, it should be like a newspaper mansion. But in front of him, the blond young man showed a hearty smile, reminiscent of sunlight.

He was wearing a black motorcycle jacket and jeans, with thick leather boots under his feet. It seemed that where the drag racing returned, his blue eyes were always full of pleasure.

Perhaps it is an illusion or something.

Huai Shi always felt it was different from before.

Is more than appearance.

"Don't you look incredible?"

Beixibu shrugged slightly: "This is the setting left by Oudun. That **** always likes to pinch himself when he pinches people, regardless of whether others can accept it."

"But why are you here?" Huai Shi asked.

"I am the one who should be here most?"

Bessib shook his head: "I was originally in the dream of Qunxing. Now Qunxing is swallowed by rotting dreams. Am I here? Isn't it normal?"

"Just one of you?" Huai Shi looked left and right nervously: "Where have the other people gone?"

Then, he found that Besib had become strange looking at his eyes.

Is like looking at the only unlucky ghost in the entire company that has not been pulled into the company's QQ.

Sympathy, mercy, helplessness and you have to learn to be strong.

Made him feel bad more and more.

Soon, in the hands of Besib, the book of steel appeared, unfolded, and scanned by radar, reflecting a projection.

——A bubble suspended in the endless darkness at the deepest level of the rotten dream.

Looks like soap bubbles, overflowing with the colors of the prefecture.

May seem fragile, but no matter how eroded the dream erodes, it cannot penetrate, but instead maintains its own independence, forming a new layer of dream in this nightmare.

"What is this?"

Huai Shi asked: "A new type of matryoshka?"

"Almost."

Besib explained: "After all, the rotten dream has been rampant for so long, it is not surprising that the Astronomy will have a dream protection technology specifically for him ...

Nowadays, all people ’s dreams are unified together-under the protection of this law framework, the wills of ordinary people are gathered in one place, not contaminated by the abyss, but integrated into a temporary under the pressure of the outside The soul is used to temporarily resist the erosion of the rotten dream. I have to say that creativity is really wonderful. "

Huai Shi's dog head was sluggish.

For a long time, finally reacted.

"Aren't I just thrown in?"

He angrily hammered: "You isolate me again! Why such a good thing, why not take me to play?"

Besib raised his hand sympathetically and patted him ... point of paw.

"If I guess right, you should have been specially sent in to make trouble? Well, after all, you look very good at demolishing home ... let me see."

In his hands, a diffuse blue ripple rose in the book of steel, and silently swept the body of Huai Shi.

Then, the radar began to analyze.

"Oh, this recording operation technique is really exquisite ... It seems that the follow-up has been sorted and adapted, looking at the tags and comments left behind, it has been revised by the six creators before and after, to ensure that it can be reproduced in a rotten dream."

Beixibu sighed, "Did you look like this? You really can't see it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Uh, this is a long story ..."

"It doesn't matter, speak slowly."

Beixibu waved his hand calmly, "We are still a long time before the rotten dream dies."

"Wait! He is going to die?"

"Yup."

Besib opened his hands and looked around: "Isn't it all been eaten like an empty shell? If he is in the heyday, I am afraid that you and I have already become nightmare puppets now? "

"Who wants to kill him?"

Huai Shi was puzzled: "No, who killed him? Is it the rancher?"

If it ’s that guy, pull out X ruthlessly, if you do n’t want to give money after the end, if you plan to get rid of your cheap P friends ... you can explain it in terms of motivation and ability.

"I don't know this."

In the hands of Besib, the projection of the outside world is shown in the book of steel, depicting a huge tree hanging upside down.

"However, in the radar observation, although he has some pedigree characteristics of the rancher, but in essence it is more like a rotten dream ..."

With Besib's words, it seemed that a flash of electricity flashed from Huai Shi's lost thoughts.

Is fleeting, but all the original clues are connected in series.

"That's His child."

Huai poem suddenly murmured: "That is the surviving sin born by him and the rancher!"

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