Apocalyptic Forecast

The chaotic fight quickly came to an end in the chaos.

　　The blood-stained twilight town is full of rifts, thick black smoke rises from the destroyed facilities, and the melted production equipment turns into red hot metal, rushing freely.

　　 is closer to the original appearance of hell.

　　 Huaishi heard the cracking sound, coming from the surging sea of ​​hatred.

　　 The transmission of the source quality that he maintained with all his strength was interrupted for a moment, and then, the target was lost.

　　 He froze in place.

　　Only Kunpeng's sorrowful voice came.

　　 In the sky, the lord of the crowd swept by the high-temperature rays of the sun uttered the last song, and fell from the ocean of hatred.

　　 With my master.

　　 The rain of blood poured down.

　　 In the cracks of the earth, Ying Fangzhou opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the sickle blade piercing through his chest.

　　 There is the last enemy.

　　Freezer Gala!

　　 experienced a fierce and cold fight, all wings were broken, an arm and most of the internal organs were lost...

　　 Even after suffering such a severe injury, the followers of the Withered King still never died.

　　 "How many times has this been, Ying Fangzhou? The fifth time? Or the sixth time?"

　　 Gala laughed hoarsely, he lifted his foot and stepped on Ying Fangzhou's chest, stepping on the sickle blade, not allowing him the slightest break free, and there was fierceness and joy in his incomplete one eye.

　　 The victory and glory that had never been obtained from the enemy's several duels before his death, unexpectedly came to his own hands after the enemy's death!

　　 Yun Zhongjun raised his mutilated palm again, but he could no longer reach the enemy close at hand.

　　 "This time, I won!"

"……is it?"

　　 Ying Fangzhou’s mouth was drawn up with difficulty, looking at him, as if looking at a fool, his lips slowly opened and closed, and he told him: "But I haven't lost yet..."

　　 When Gala was about to say something, his face suddenly changed.

　　 There is a stern whistle.

　　 fell from the sky!

　　 In the blood rain, there is a brilliant electric light falling from the dissipated clouds, following the call of his master, bursting out the last thunder.

　　 The outline of the Spear of the Dead Water emerged from the thunder, and instantly penetrated Gala's head, tore his smile, and pierced him and his master together, and nailed it to the ground.

　　The incomplete palm gripped the gun body tightly.

　　 Thunder light shoots!

　　 Accompanied by a high-pitched cracking sound, countless fragments of crystals flowed out of Gala’s blood, and Asmod’s final power was completely defeated...

　　 This is the final blow to establish the victory!

　　 Gala's smile solidified, and numerous cracks appeared in his body, which quickly turned into tarnished broken gold, falling apart.

　　 The remaining blood fell on Ying Fangzhou's face, lighting up those dim eyes.

　　 "It's a pity, it seems that this time, I still win."

"it's not finished yet……"

　　With the collapse of the carrier, Gala made a difficult voice, "I will wait in hell... no matter how long... Ying Fangzhou, our banquet has just begun..."

　　 "One day...we will...again..."

　　 "There will be no next time, Gala."

　　 Ying Fangzhou interrupted him, and the last thunder tears his remaining carrier: "Your enemy will no longer be me..."

　　 The face of the frozen person was stunned, and the dust that turned into metal dissipated, returning to the kingdom of the withered king, and once again ushered in a long sleep.

　　 Ying Fangzhou coldly retracted his gaze and stopped looking.

　　 Until the sound of footsteps not far away, it stopped by his side, Huai Shi.

　　 It’s been too long.

　　 "When did you come?" Ying Fangzhou asked.

　　 Huaishi thought for a while, and said seriously: "Just now."

　　 "It's a lie again."

　　 Fangzhou sneered disdainfully, showing no face.

　　 Huai Shi was not embarrassed, just smiled and sat down next to him: "At least I have witnessed a hearty battle and recorded the heroic appearance of the older generation, right?"

　　 Compliments and flattery without the slightest meaning.

　　 Is the current younger generation really reliable?

　　 Ying Fangzhou sighed, "Is it clear what I taught you?"

　　 Huai Shi scratched his head and shrugged helplessly: "To be honest, I've forgotten as I watched it. I've almost forgotten it. Why don't we do it again next time? How about you bother?"

　　 Ying Fangzhou seemed to sneer and didn't answer him.

　　 Although he was a little slick, he was still clever, at least I didn't have to worry about being like myself, not looking back.

　　 Maybe, don’t worry too much.

　　 But it's still too shameful.

　　 This is one generation is not as good as one generation, right

　　 He sighed silently, wondering whether he should be angry or laugh.

　　 In this silent silence, Ying Fangzhou quietly looked at the sky, the primordial darkness of the universe like hell, for a long time.

　　 "Boy, the Utopia...is there still?"

"Of course."

The young man nodded, as if he didn't understand why the older generation would ask such questions, he was a little confused: "It's been so many years, everyone has been spreading out in the present situation, flourishing and prospering, and it's so good. Why are you asking about this? "

　　Yes again, lies...Do you lie to the children?

　　 But he knew it was a lie, but Ying Fangzhou couldn't help it. From the bottom of his heart, he felt relieved. As if the long wait finally ushered in the dawn.

　　 is relieved.

　　 "Don't admit defeat, Huai Shi."

　　 He whispered softly, firmly, and squeezed the hand of the successor, "No, like me..."

　　 "I can't do anything without admitting defeat."

　　 Huaishi helplessly, turned her head, looked at the huge sun wheel in the distance, "The enemy is something of that level, senior, how can you not beat it?"

　　 Then think of a solution by yourself.

　　Be mature, don't always rely on others to solve it.

　　Everything needs to be pointed out. Are you a kindergarten kid?

　　 Ying Fangzhou wanted to be so angry, but couldn't help but want to laugh: think about it carefully, such a thing... it seems that I haven't told them once.

　　 After you say it, you will feel very relaxed.

　　 Sometimes irresponsible, isn’t it good?

　　 So, just this time, I'll leave it to you to play freely...

　　 "Come on, Huai Shi."

　　 He said, "This is already your job."

　　 "Okay, then I will try harder."

　　 Huaishi nodded, and squeezed his losing hand, earnestly guaranteeing: "Is this always relieved?"

　　 Ying Fangzhou did not answer.

　　 I didn’t seem to hear it.

　　 just quietly looked at the stars in the universe, bathed in the light thousands of years ago, as if being embraced by those ancient memories.

　　 So, I saw those immature faces again.

　　 Those frivolous and sloppy smiling faces, those little guys who are always entangled in their side, chattering, asking questions, and annoying...

　　 Unknowingly, they seem to have grown up, have surpassed themselves, spread their wings, left behind their stubborn old fellow, and went to the place called the future.

　　 He wants to follow, but it's too far away, he can't catch up.

　　Is there really enough preparation for walking such a long way?

　　 Will it rain?

　　 When it gets dark, do you feel scared?

　　 If one day you can’t see the front, you will feel like you...feel lonely?

　　 "Hey, they all look unreliable." Ying Fangzhou laughed helplessly, "It's really...relieving..."

　　So, the man whispered sadly, smiled relievedly, happy, closed his eyes,

　　 say goodbye to this world where you no longer need you.

　　 Everyone, goodbye.

　　 Just like this, the phantom of the king in the cloud dissipated in the void and never seen again.

　　 Only Huai Shi's palm is still hanging in the air.

　　 looked at the direction the old man was leaving.

　　 He stretched out his hand subconsciously, trying to catch him, but he couldn't find a trace of him.

　　 Only the heavy baton was put into his hand.

　　 The brilliance of the passing water is reproduced from steel.

　　 This time, there is no more restless thunder, nor the violence of the past, only the quiet and long-distance tidal sound comes from my ears.

　　 So far away.

　　 The last grudge disappeared without a trace.

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

　　 Times will change, heroes will pass away, mountains and rivers will also change, but even if the old everything will be abandoned, this passing water will not be exhausted.

　　 Therefore, the future can be expected.

　　 "But this future is too heavy, right?"

　　 Huaishi stared at the passing water in his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "Senior, you trust me so much. What if I lose someone? What a bad thing."

　　 No one answered.

　　Only the giant dog of friendship next to him tilted his head and looked at him, yawned, licked his sharp paws, and sparks shot. I don't know what this guy is still doing.

　　 a little impatient, a little sad, a little angry, so I want to fight.

　　 As long as a fight can solve a thing, it is not a problem when it comes to it.

　　 If it is not resolved, then fight two more fights.

　　 If you still can’t beat it, find a place to have a meal before continuing.

　　 The simple and straightforward thinking is always so refreshing, and it is suddenly enlightened.

　　 just...

　　 When Huai Shi looked around, she found that in the town of dusk in Nuo Da, the only person who dared to step out at this moment seemed to be herself.

　　 There is also a dog.

　　 And, the half ghost skull floating in the water tank, it's still in Aba Aba Aba Aba... I really don't know when it will get better.

　　 Huai Shi missed it a bit.

　　 "So, in the end, are we just a few difficult brothers left?"

　　 Huaishi looked at the tower of Publius in the distance, and felt bald again, "It's really difficult to do it, but I still have to do it, right?"

　　He carefully put the water tank with the skeleton back on the heart of the permafrost furnace and kept it in the safest place in Helios today. Forced and closed the door for it.

　　 "Then, I have been waiting for a long time."

　　 Huaishi turned around and looked outside the twilight country, behind the broken wall, the figure leaning in the ruins.

　　 Hercules.

"You are Welcome."

　　 The opponent calmly replied, "If you delay time, it will be more advantageous to my side."

　　 is completely different from what it used to be.

　　 Under the blessing of miraculous imprints, he has restored his previous posture of victory!

　　 At this moment, the ancient hero is wearing solemn armor, lined with robe, heavy shield and long bow, short sword and long sword slung around his waist, and golden fur cloak around his shoulders.

The short sword given by Hermes, the longbow given by Apollo, the robe given by Athena and the armor forged by Hephaestus, the **** of fire, and even the arrow soaked in the blood of Hydra, Queen of Amazon On his belt, there is a bronze jar with Medusa's head hidden, and an aegis made of plaster, ivory, gold and silver by Vulcan.

　　 Not to mention their owner.

　　 has completed twelve great achievements, standing at the top of the world, the demigod, the strongest warrior and hero in Greece, a terrifying opponent without shortcomings and flaws.

　　 "It's getting stronger." Huai Shi said with emotion: "It's so strong that people can't start."

　　 "With each other, aren't they?"

Hercules held the sword hilt and looked at the opponent in front of him: "If I had encountered an enemy like you a thousand years ago, I would be so excited and desperate to want to kill you... I'm sorry that I didn't. The generations before death met you."

　　He paused, restrained his fighting spirit, and told him: "There will be no helpers to support you, young fighters, Hedi has already made arrangements for all his opponents, and now they can't take care of themselves."

　　 Huaishi smiled, "And I need to face the strongest hero in Greece, right?"

　　 "Not necessarily."

　　 Hercules shook his head: "If you want to leave here, you still have time, Huai Shi, a young person like you, shouldn't be killed by a phantom like me from the past, you still have a future."

　　He solemnly said: "The future belongs to you."

　　 "It's a pity, Hercules. The future you are talking about is not the same as my predecessor expected."

　　 Huaishi glanced down at the passing water in his hand, and told him seriously: "Moreover, by comparison, I prefer the latter one—"

　　 "Really, do you want to understand?"

　　 Hercules’ eyes showed appreciation: "Will you leave regrets?"

　　 "After all, I have promised others, so I can't lose."

　　 Huaishi laughed, "Although it is difficult to win, if it's just like'don't admit defeat', you can at least work hard, right?"

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Hercules whispered softly, took off the shield, and drew the dagger around his waist, and solemnly declared: "Come on, young warrior. You are the enemy of the gods, the hero who has laid unsuccessful achievements. .

　　 I am the son of the **** Zeus, the queen Hera who bestows glory, and the blesser of the gods! "

　　 He smiled, filled with ecstasy and murderous intent, and roared with such excitement:

　　 "My name is Hercules!"

　　 "Heavenly Genealogy, Da Si Ming, Huai Poetry."

　　 The young soldier picked up the passing water, "Please advise!"

　　 The phantoms of the bull, the white horse, and the giant deer emerged from behind him, and the mighty crow wave burst into a high-pitched call.

　　 In this way, he returned to his heyday, and even a higher level of life, challenged the demigod who had made great achievements in the past.

　　 Thunder, burst out again!

　　 Ji Yi and Holy Oath, even if they have different names, are the same in essence, and talents above mortals collide in one place at this moment.

　　 After the impact of Yubu stepping into a new realm and the hurricane steps from Greece spanned a long distance, there was another high-pitched scream in the interlacing with gold and iron.

　　 Sparks shoot.

　　 This battle, which has been destined since the first encounter, begins again!