Apocalyptic Forecast

The first thing I felt was the beating of the heart, like the thunder in the sky descended into the chest cavity, throbbing and resounding, moving like a tear in the chest cavity, turning all blood into lava and running wildly.

The expansion of the instantaneous contraction of the texture exploded, bringing unspeakable power and speed, so that Huai Shi galloped in the storm and the rain, just like the dark ink extending in the mist.

In the momentary silence, thunder sounded on the sky dome again.

Accompanied by overlapping gunshots.

At the moment of Huai Shi's leap, the mercenaries around the blockade pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the crossed fire net instantly enveloped the shadow of the teenager.

Even if his route is so strange and changeable.

Huai Shi only had time to dodge, and he was blocked from all life. On the roof of the Hummer, the machine gun had begun to rotate again, aiming at the rushing teenager.

The trigger is about to be pulled.

At that moment, in front of everyone's eyes, a piece of mourning crossed.

That is light.

Like liquefied sterling silver, it rained down like a rain, bursting into the cold light of countless pieces of iron and steel, which hurt everyone's eyes.

That is electro-optical.

The furious thunder came from the sky, and the whip of anger hit the burning basket, and easily broke the burning fire, so that the broken fire rose.

Countless finely-divided electric awns swam away like snakes, spread out branches like branches, and greedily licked every inch of metal around them, jumping from every bullet in the air, illuminating the teenager Eye pupil.

In the darkness, there was a scarlet light.

He saw it.

Disturbing rainstorms, hurricanes sweeping, criss-crossing bullets, blazing fires and mists like sea tides, and blockades gradually closing in.

Everything and everything came to an instantaneous stagnation in this sudden electro-optic.

Then, countless splashes of water rose.

Huai Shi trampled on the ground under his feet, jumped up in this cage interwoven with electro-optics and metal, flipped from the almost solidified wind, and finally fell on the ground with a hot bullet chain, freed from the cage of intersecting firepower .

Seems to walk between thunder and lightning.

Walking through Thunderfire.

He broke through the heavy rain and tore the mist entangled in the wind. With the roar from his heart, his arm hidden behind him swung forward.

The heavy sacrificial knife flew out of his hand and pulled the thunder light floating in the air, splitting the rain curtain layer, and nailed it into the skull of the machine gunner at the top of the Hummer.

嘭!

Lore!

Can't see the blood and sorrow surging out, and in a flash, the unlucky ghost was swallowed by the demon knife from the inside out into a shriveled skeleton.

And when the mercenaries turned their guns and re-targeted the shadow of the boy, he had returned to his travel bag with his wish.

Showed their last smile to them.

"I really hope you brought a gas mask."

The boy's pistol was pointed at the travel bag under his foot, and the trigger was pulled. The bullet tore the plastic bag in an instant, and countless gray and black dust flew up.

Then, in his hand holding the gun, an off-white flame ignited.

Is like a dust explosion.

The darkness transformed by the ash engulfed everything.

Immediately afterwards, a scream of tragic sorrow and horror sounded.

At the last moment of being swallowed by fear and despair, they saw a pair of red eyes ...

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As the darkness faded away, the shouting commander was curling up in his chair and crying, just like a little boy who had been abandoned.

Then, he saw the teenager leaning on the door.

Seemed to have invisible gravity, pulling the darkness formed by the ashes, and slashed into his body. Like a monster, he was eating the fear, despair and death that solidified into substance.

Huai Shi lowered his head, and inserted the sacrificial knife like a work of art into the waistcoat, filling the pistol magazines one by one, so carefully.

"To be honest, you are not elite at all, not to mention professional."

Outside the broken window, the magazine in the boy's hand was submerged in the pistol. He slowly raised the weapon in his hand and showed the dark barrel to the last enemy: "At best, it's just a pack of war stray dogs."

Pull the trigger.

嘭!

Everything belongs to silence.

In the countless rain falling from the sky, he turned his head and stared at the direction behind him.

Wait quietly.

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In the dead car, He Luo gazed quietly at the boy waiting in the rain.

Qi Wen's expression changed, trying to suppress the panic and anger in his heart.

"What is he doing?"

"wait for me."

He Luo sighed softly, "He knows I am here."

Said that he pulled out the pistol from his arms and held it by hand to ask Qi, "Boss, if you are unlucky, you may have to go to Jinling by yourself."

Qi Wen ’s expression changed suddenly, and it was difficult to maintain calm: "You ... you are a gold-level sublimator, can you still beat him?"

"That kid ..."

He Luo shook his head: "Not like everyone else."

He got up slowly, but he was caught by Qi Wen again.

"Don't go!" Qi Wen's eyes widened and his expression twitched: "We don't have to fight hard with this neuropathy, here is the present situation! It won't be long before someone will come!

He Luo shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

"Do I have to escape twice with the tail in front of the same kid?"

He gazed at the rain-like boy in the rain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ His eyes slowly squinted and his voice was cold: "If you don't kill him here, we will be upset."

As the scales grow, a grue appears in the face of a snakelike man.

He said, "I will go back as soon as I go."

Said, slowly pushed open the door, he walked into the heavy rain.

Following his footsteps, two thick arms extended from the gap reserved for the jacket at the shoulder blade, and two handles of patina, which were full of patina, were pulled out from behind.

The slender snake tail extends from under the windbreaker, and gently brushes through the water, leaving a trace of tragic green poison.

Under the supply of near-burning sources, the second stage, the golden stage of the complete sacred mark-the naga was fully activated, turning his body into a four-armed snake man with more than three meters.

As the four hands spread out, the water on the ground seemed to be pulled by invisible gravity, solidifying upward around his body, like a rolling curtain.

The sacred naga from Tianzhu was originally a dragon and a serpent. After it was passed to Myanmar, it was captured and smelted by the alchemists to capture the local miracles, forming the shape of the current four-handed snake person, and more Water-based affinity talent.

Naturally has a bonus in the sea, rain and snow, and wet areas.

Now he can be said to be the heyday.

Even though it has not reached the third stage, it has started to change to a legendary creature from the inside out, but it still has amazing lethality.

If so, staring at the young man in the rain.

He grinned, a grin on his face.

Huai Shi slowly pulled out the sacrificial knife.

After consuming the blood, the blade above shone brightly, just like the death that was so enthralling.