Apocalyptic Forecast

"This fuck, it sucks."

In the abandoned subway hall, there are corpses everywhere, and the clean people who originally held fanatical rituals here have already been chilled out at this moment, carrying the border with alien species.

And in the middle of the huge sacrificial ceremony, the man in a suit wearing a Polaroid mask sighed unpleasantly.

Looking at the specifications of the offerings and the signs on the altar again and again, he finally came to the unpleasant conclusion: "Are there any mistakes, it is Jiufeng?"

Jiufeng, in the records of the Astronomical Society, belongs to the fourth stage of the St. Mark in the Dongxia lineage, but this does not mean that it is only higher than the St. Mark of the level of Nao and Evil.

On the contrary, the difference between the fourth order and third order is simply heaven.

Once it reaches the third stage, the etheric level, the fragile internal organs of the sublimator will begin to transform into the legendary creature represented by the sacred mark, just like the legendary brave dragon blood, ghost child or angel regarded as an angel Human projection.

But the fourth stage · Xing Ye is a complete body.

In other words, it can completely detach itself from the fragile body of man and become a sacred thing represented by the sacred mark. Even some of them have already possessed divinity and are regarded as demigods with blood.

The symbol of Jiufeng now appears in the sacrifices of the Jingjing people, and only represents one thing-behind the Xinhai dòngluàn, there is a sublimator who has reached the fourth stage.

A real monster.

Although the route currently controlled by the Social Security Bureau does not involve the branch of Jiufeng, even this advanced route is incomplete, only the third stage of the bird.

However, as a fierce beast called a ghost car, Jiufeng has had a legend of cannibalism since ancient times, so it is no surprise that it is loved by ranchers.

In fact, Liu Dongli's own promotion route also includes this branch. After all, it is also a sacred mark of versatility, and naturally understands this.

So, what does Jiufeng appear here to do?

Or, what can he do?

There is no doubt that if he wants to engage in destruction, he must be able to do it. A fourth-stage sublimator who wants to do things in the current situation should not be too easy.

But is the question meaningful?

Even if you want to contain the attention of the Social Security Bureau, a Jiufeng in the fourth stage is not qualified. There is no point in fighting alone, and there is no cost-effectiveness. It is better to make a big news after gathering strength.

Obviously, after the savior's vest has been operating in Xinhai for so long, the purited people are definitely not purely for hunting.

Too much trouble.

Finding a small country in the civil war in such a matter is so easy that you don't want it. Why should you come to Dongxia in the wind?

Well, his goal is very obvious. It is better to say that it has always been obvious.

——Modu.

After the last frontier catastrophe, the people of Guijing's obsession with Modu can be said to increase day by day. Obviously, there is something in Modu that is very important to them.

Therefore, the entrance must be opened.

But why?

The protagonists in this kind of big event are at least the fifth-order sublimator, if not, there will be natural enemies invading, and the calculation of various destroying factors is endless.

Even if the sublimator in the fourth stage is very strong, the only way to face such a thing is to shake the flag.

How can you be a Jiufeng?

unless……

"Advanced?"

Liu Dongli finally reacted, looking at the strange sacrificial ground in front of him, speculating that the huge mystery that shrouded the Xinhai at the moment. After getting the main shaft, the original intricate mist seemed to disappear in an instant.

Become logical.

Liu Dongli scrambled out the originally planned subway drawings from the subway station's work place, looking at the perfect circle above.

Then the blood in the ground was stained in his hand, and he kept making marks.

Until the end, the blood above the entire circle criss-crossed, perfectly compiling two overlapping emblems.

One is the logo of Jiufeng.

And the other is the mark of gestation and transformation.

Sure enough, he is advancing!

Then the purpose of this ceremony is very clear.

Through the proliferation of the mirror world, the entire Xinhai underground railway line was covered, using the correspondence between the reflection and the body, and cleverly bypassed the suppression of the great secret instrument Zarathustra.

The interference reflection is cheaper than the source quality that interferes with the body. In this way, the depth of the reflection is deepened to create a hellified area and then cover the body.

The present situation is still the present situation, but it is enough to realize the advanced ritual that can only be realized in deep hell.

It's a wonderful idea!

And through the same source of advancement, at the moment the advancement is completed, it echoes the origin and creates a direct channel for the rancher, thus achieving the purpose of opening up the magic capital.

It's a double benefit.

If you want to become a legend, you must create a legend first, just like you want to be a god.

With the help of one fell swoop, complete two great abyssal milestones, use one of them to advance, and the other to turn into your own food. The future achievements are bound to be limitless?

Thinking of this, Liu Dongli suddenly heard the sharp sound of broken glass.

When he looked up in amazement, after seeing the broken glass, the name of the platform also began to distort and change, and eventually became a subway station name that he did not know at all.

--Pudong Avenue?

Soon, he suddenly realized, is it the name of somewhere in the magic capital? That is to say, today's mirror industry has adopted a triple mapping correspondence?

This final job became more and more troublesome at a rate visible to the naked eye.

He pulled his wig in a headache and looked down at the watch, which still had no change-the signal bar on the side was clearly full, that is to say, it was all under the watch of the Astronomical Society.

But there was still no reaction from the upper level.

There are several possibilities.

The first is that the person above already knows but can't provide any help for you. You have been abandoned your friends and wait for your death.

The other is a more promising guess-this matter is not a big deal for the upper class, and it can be solved with the current preparation of Xinhai.

So, do it boldly.

Either way, he may not get any help from Shangfeng.

"A bunch of bastards, it's not useful at all when it matters!"

He scolded anxiously, wandering in the corpse-ridden subway station, thinking for a long time, taking a step, pulling out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialing the detective number.

"Which one?" The detective at the other end was listless: "Will astronomy? The person who came to pick me up has finally arrived?"

"You dream, I haven't run yet, do you want to run alone?" Liu Dongli was furious.

"Are you still alive?"

The detective was stunned: "I thought you would all be sacrificed ..."

"You can close your crow's mouth!" Liu Dongli became more and more angry. "Okay, don't gossip. You are the local operator of the express delivery yesterday, right?"

The detective did not speak, as if thinking of how to shirk responsibility, Liu Dongli snorted coldly, expecting to ask in case: "I heard that the highest level of express delivery service yesterday can even let you buy things before you buy them. Is it true in your hands? "

"..."

The detective on the other end of the phone remained silent for a long time, and said in a dry voice: "Five minutes ago, I received a notice from the head of Jinling Express yesterday ... He said that a customer's order had been delivered to the local destination. Near the ground, let me remind guests to check, the service fee will be doubled according to the highest standard, and will be fully paid by Jinling Social Security Bureau ... "

Liu Dongli froze, "What the hell?"

The voice did not fall, his phone rang, and a text message popped up: "The courier service provided for you this time has ended, please reply to the text message to evaluate this service later, please be satisfied ..."

There is no need to continue the call.

Liu Dongli hung up the phone in amazement, and slowly turned around, looking at the place where there were lockers around. Finally, the sight fell on the center of the layers of corpses, the huge one made of solid wood On the altar.

Unbelievable.

For a long time, he picked up a steel bar from the ground and walked around the altar carved with layers of gorgeous patterns, and could not see any gaps. When he struggled to pierce through the outer wooden board, he tried to pry up the altar After opening, I saw a huge iron box covered with dust in the altar.

When?

It has not been known for how long this altar has been placed here. How did they open the altar and put things in it and then closed them as they were?

Or, from the beginning, when the altar was built, the express delivery stuffed it inside yesterday?

I don't understand at all.

But the above express logo yesterday undoubtedly proves the identity of this express.

The preface is withdrawn. The group of **** above is at least occasionally useful, at least to pay the bill.

He struggled to smash the outside lock and opened the heavy iron box.

Looking closely at the dense alchemy, he smiled happily.

This action is stable.

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"Help! Help!"

In the constant sound of qiāng, Shen Yuegui shouted and shrank at the corner of the wall, closing his eyes and continuously pulling the trigger towards the front, but he was completely hit.

"Shut up, shut me up and be annoying!"

Ai Qing repelled unpleasantly, skillfully replaced the charge qiāng in his hand with dànjiā, and then pulled the trigger against the erosion that rushed up: "Are n’t you a third-order sublimator! Why should I let a lame beat, Hurry up to me! "

"But I won't fight at all!" Shen Yue shrank her head and replied timidly: "I will only play with the nanny ... the fight is all Jin Mu! I only need to take care of the milk ..."

"waste!"

Ai Qing no longer had any hope for this terrible guy. He gritted his teeth and removed the last shǒuliúdàn from his vest, thrown into the group of surging erosions. With the roar, a thick black blood spread It smells pungent.

But the remaining dozen of wild dog-like foreign species seemed to be aroused by fierceness, and they became more and more excited. This time they became cautious, keeping their distance cautiously, and wandering around cautiously, looking for opportunities.

Like a hyena ready to hunt, it's full of cunning.

The flashlight held in Shen Yue's hand has begun to flash.

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It is not just flashlights that are eroded.

Ai Qing's face paled and gasped violently, but her expression was still calm, looking at the hungry monsters almost indifferently, her fingers slowly beating on qiāng.

Until that moment, the lights went out completely.

In the darkness, the crimson eyes of the dozen pairs of touring shuttles suddenly glowed with excitement, and surrounded them with hissing!

Ai Qing pulled the trigger.

And in that noisy sound, there was suddenly a roaring sound.

"Ai Qing, don't be afraid, I'll save you la la la la la la !!!!!!"

The next moment, in the light of the flashlight relighting, the burning Huai poetry broke through the wall.

Then froze in place.

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