Apocalyptic Forecast

At this moment, a sharp alarm sounded on the bridge of the iron crystal base, and the false pop-ups stacked into a scarlet.

As soon as Huai Shi pushed the door open, the entire dusk town was on the verge of collapse, if it were not for the giants of the dome who were constantly repairing it, it had already fallen apart.

But now, cursing and despair are like the sea, beginning to drown the whole world inch by inch ... Almost all observation instruments are screaming wildly at the highest volume allowed by the appearance setting.

The ear of the communication supervisor is about to be deaf by the reports of his subordinates.

"Warning, the depth value in the area starts to climb ... 14, 15 ... 20! The depth value is 20!"

"The final depth of the center is 23! The theoretical limit has been reached!"

"The black boxing of the high tower area is completed, but it cannot be blocked for too long."

"The dissolution of **** began to accelerate, and the final time is expected to accelerate from six hours to four hours."

The messy bad news almost blocked the ears, but the communications manager really hoped to block them, at least not to listen to the back.

"Huai Shi?" He helped his glasses and asked, "Are you still alive?"

"The biological signal is unstable, but the function can be maintained."

This is a lucky luck.

The communication supervisor looked at the sign values ​​displayed on the screen and wondered whether he should relax or lift his heart.

It's unbelievable, it's not dead yet.

Go too far, right?

The cursed environment with such an exaggerated concentration, immersed in it without protection, is an ordinary sublimator who may have been contaminated into a ghost thing that does not know what it is.

How bad is the situation inside ...

"What about images?"

He raised his voice, "The image inside is coming."

"Insufficient accuracy, the person at the mechanical department is urgently changing the probe ... No, the depth interference is too great!"

"Don't care what you change, it doesn't matter if you change your head, hurry up and fix the problem!"

Even with the technology and amazing efficiency of the iron crystal base, it still took five minutes to strip off the noise and interference caused by the deep plunge, exposing the internal conditions on the screen.

It was ... a boiling ocean.

In the endless wail, the darkness was tumbling in a sticky way, and the anger wanted to set off a frenzy, but it was still unable to break free.

There is a voice of prayer and a scream, and more of the empty mourning that has long been numb.

The sea of ​​disasters brewed by those remnant spirits was rapidly tumbling, and countless limbs extended from it, pulling indiscriminately, covering the body of Huai Shi.

Wants to draw him to the deepest part of darkness.

When they are outside the gate, they cannot affect the Huai poetry, but once the Huai poetry enters it, there is no protection at all.

Is deeply mired and unable to extricate himself.

The sound of continuous chain breakage sounded, and the corroded blockade could no longer imprison those crazy souls. The darkness spread, there are countless afterimages covering Huai Shi's body

The more you move forward, the more you can feel that you are being quickly eroded and assimilated ...

"It feels ... cold ... and ... quite cool ..."

In a drowsy gasp, Huai Shi hardly squeezed out a smile, but the smile was not much better than crying.

Under his feet, the rioting ocean was constantly shaking, and countless deformed limbs continued to extend from it, pulling his body.

The inky black diffused from where they were pulled, like a cobweb, crawling on his neck to cover his face.

It is the curse bred in despair, the essence of the condensation in the pain, the record carried by the fragments of the soul.

And their fragmented records and memories ...

Every touch makes Huai Shi feel empathy and experience everything they have encountered, so that what happened to them can be repeated in Huai Shi.

To ravage his soul.

It seems that the soul split again, split into thousands of myself, and constantly feel the pain engraved in this dark ocean.

It is like everything that once encountered in the Vientiane celestial sphere began to repeat itself.

But this time there was no struggle and redemption, no satisfaction or end, only endless despair and pain.

The more struggled, the deeper he fell in the quagmire.

Even if he tried his best to climb, he couldn't stop the thick darkness from spreading on his neck. He was losing strength, little by little, and was ripped into the dark ocean.

On the iron crystal base, an angry roar sounded.

Is the Grand Master.

"What's the matter, Russell!"

Grand Master stared at the projection of the teaching room, "You didn't tell me about this! What is the situation?"

In the observation, Huai Shi is being eroded and assimilated by the records of **** at a rate of hundreds of times of ordinary people, and falling towards the ending of ‘solidification’ ... that speed is too fast, and it is almost incredible.

As if he had no resistance to it!

"It's just a matter of physical fitness."

Russell said: "He himself is the best carrier of the abyss record, but the degree of affinity is a bit excessive, is not something that is worth fussing?"

Grand Master Unbelievable, "Don't you say such an important thing early?"

Russell carried the tea cup and replied calmly: "Don't you ask?"

Even if he looks justified and confident, his mood is never as calm as he shows.

The tea cup in his hand has been held up for a long time, and he has already reached his mouth, but he has forgotten to drink it.

Just looked straight at the scene transmitted on the screen.

Keeps his eye on.

In his other hand, he also pinched the emergency recall start switch, but he could not make up his mind to use the last insurance.

It's almost a bit, just ...

He couldn't help but get closer, the whole person seemed to be posted on the screen.

Watched Huai Shi's last struggle.

Looking forward to the miracle.

But at that moment, Huai Shi's movements suddenly stopped for a moment, his eyes widened, his outstretched palm stiff in the air.

Immediately afterwards, he was completely covered by the thick sea of ​​darkness.

Can no longer see the trace.

Above the tower, the pure white afterglow quickly faded away and was torn by the wailing sound.

Hell is engulfed by darkness.

In a dead silence, the big screen of the iron crystal seat, only restless snowflakes, and scarlet warnings.

【Signal interruption】

"Russell!"

Grand Master roared, "What are you waiting for !!!"

"Wait again." Russell unconsciously stepped closer, staring at the screen in front of him, "Wait a second ... it's not time to give up."

The teacup in his hand gradually appeared a tense crack.

The suffering silence came.

Only the ticking sound of the difficult second hand echoed.

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Huai Shi felt that he was about to melt.

Like the sugar cube falling into the ink, the existence of the soul gradually thins out.

But the pain is more and more clear, and the pure reaction is everywhere in the nerve, but he doubts whether there is still something like nerve in his body now.

It seems that tens of thousands of themselves have been reduced to tens of thousands of different hells at the same time, suffering completely different pains.

He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't resist the gravity of this dark ocean. Even though he constantly wanted to awaken the sacred mark, he could no longer respond to his will.

The miracle is far away from him.

Too much despair, as if staring at the child's death countless times.

The sanctuary that buried the last consciousness has begun to crack.

Is about to collapse in the fall.

The light of the sword of virtue is rapidly dimming, and it is difficult to resist the erosion of rejection and fall apart.

The last straw broke.

Is clearly the last point ...

Huai Shi wanted to smile bitterly, but he didn't even have the strength to laugh.

In the darkness, he closed his eyes.

Just want to sigh.

It's stupid, Huaishi, no one will come to save you this time.

Meaningless bet on life.

In the end, he could not save anyone ...

It was at that moment that a palm emerged from the deepest part of the sea of ​​despair, propping up his back, making his fall come to an abrupt end.

Huai Shi looked back in amazement, and saw the broken face covered by rust in the darkness.

Seems to have known each other.

Is that ... changer?

It is indeed the figure that I have seen in the sub-control center. It is the founder king who has created countless steel beasts!

On the face that was peeling off, a smile appeared.

Seems to be an illusion.

Regardless of his fragmented body, he stretched out his arms and propped Huai Shi up!

Then, the other hand extended from above and grabbed Huai Shi's wrist.

"You shouldn't be here ... this is not your burial place."

The last blaze burned on the majestic and gritty iron casting face, and the caster named ‘constant’ pulled him, pulling him back from the edge of dissolution.

Then, he fell apart in the dark.

Then, it was a ‘grower’, whose arms twisted and cracked like a tree stretched out from the deepest part of the dark ocean, supporting Huai Shi ’s body and rising hard.

"Go, stranger, go where you should go!"

One after another incomplete outline emerged in this piece of ocean. The former founders and kings poured out the last bit of strength, propping him up from the bottomless despair.

Does not allow him to fall into such a tragic situation.

In the moment of crossing each other, the last hope and power are delivered to his hands.

In the deepest darkness, there is light.

Illuminated the eyes of Huai Shi.

It was the remnant spirits who awakened from the eternal desperate dream opened their arms and opened the dark sea to a small gap, little by little, to open up a short passage for him.

This is the last gratitude remaining among countless mad souls, and a small thank you to the redeemer.

"thank you……"

The sound of illusion dissipated in the wail of hell.

Huai Shi froze in place, looking at the tiny fireflies in his palm, unbelievable.

"Did you see it, Huai poetry?"

A distant voice rang from my ears, "In the deepest despair, there is still hope for you to survive."

Asuka's phantom gazes at his pupils and tells him: "This is not an accident, nor is there any rule that has ever happened, it has nothing to do with me or others, but the change brought by you personally, created by you Miracle. No one but you can enjoy such a privilege. "

"Everything you do is not meaningless."

Huai Shi did not speak.

It was at that moment that the silhouette of the blade emerged from the faint fireflies.

It is burning.

From the deepest darkness, Huai Shi's eye pupil is illuminated.

Ignited everything, tore the deepest dark ocean, and made all the wails come to an abrupt halt, turning into a raging blaze and proclaiming its own existence.

A great power emerged from that little light, turned into a torrent, dispelling despair. From the solemn long sword, outline the sacred coat of arms.

As if finally awakening from a deep sleep, the demeanor of Young Commander was running in the body of Huai Shi, listening to the prayers of countless despair, and receiving this flat sacrifice from hell.

Fate the fate!

It was at that moment that a clear tone sounded from the communication, breaking the silence of the iron crystal base.

Unknown signal, continue!

The scarlet warning disappeared, replaced by the blazing light in the dark sea, and the sound of tearing all the wail.

It was a solemn declaration from the end of despair, which gradually turned into thunder and resounded throughout the hell.

"Don't ... gentle ... walk into that good night ..."

In the turbulent sea of ​​darkness, someone whispered softly and told everyone: "When we are old, we should burn and roar at sunset."

"Roar, roar, scold the bright retreat."

"——Anger, anger at the disappearance of light!"

So, the sea of ​​despair boils.

Because the pain can no longer restrain him, the endless waves rise from the creeping darkness, making them frantically struggling, and the vicious want to escape.

As if the horn was blown, the first seal was unveiled.

A thin figure came out of the darkness.

He was burning, he was moving forward, wearing a crown on his head, and a white horse followed him.

He wants to win and win!

Russell's eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to drink water, but the tea cup had already been crushed by him, and it was hard to cover up his gaffe, but no one would pay attention anymore.

Everyone stared blankly at the screen, looking at the back rising from the darkness like dawn.

"It's time for the sun to rise ..."

Russell murmured softly, grinned, his eyes seemed to be shining, full of anticipation: "Go and destroy everything, Mr. Jean Valjean!"

So, above the dark ocean, the glorious sword was held high, tearing the dark sky, and illuminating the solemn and cold eyes.

"I would like to deliver with the spirit above this sword, virtue will coexist with our legend--"

Overlooking the desperate ocean in front of him, Huai Shi gazed at the painful and numb faces, struggling to roar with all his strength, and told every painful remnant.

"The spirit of the gods, rely on this sword."

At this moment, it seems that a truly divine will comes in response to the poem of Huai Shi, running on the blade formed by the pure glow, lowering the compassion, turning it into the axis of all things, everything should run around here .

Announced here.

"——Large night, from then on!"

The blade fell.

The mighty flame rushed forward, making the turbulent **** suddenly solidify.

The worthless despair and pain dissipated silently under its light, and the dark ocean twitched violently, opening up towards both sides.

Reveals a straight path.

In the self-burning glow, the solemn white horse screamed and galloped across the dark ocean, with countless pain and despair.

"Sun-caster, today, I will save everything!"

Huai Shi overlooked the chained gear emperor and told him: "Wait for Ru, bring extinction!"

In the **** of the throne, the withered face smiled and leaned towards the fate that had come, and the layers of armor quickly opened, revealing the heart of the hard beat.

No more hesitation.

In the hands of Huai poetry, the splendid sword of flame pierces and penetrates the body ... tearing that heart completely!

The momentary silence.

Immediately afterwards, the pure white flame erupted.

Topped down, blocking everything, completely breaking the blockade of disaster, and making the endless darkness spew out from it, burning, spreading in all directions.

"Quickly fast !!!"

The Grand Master roared, "All people move faster! Start all mysteries ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Stable depth, this is the final work--"

At that moment, the dome giant Atlas raised his face.

With a holy aura on his head, he took a step forward, reached out his hand, and pressed it against the heart of the permafrost furnace. With the action of Huai Shi, from the inside out, this piece will only bring disaster and pain to the artifact, completely destroy it!

After losing the response of the central control center, the broken perpetual motion machine can no longer stop the rough disassembly from the outside world.

Destroy the form, destroy the composition, break the balance, destroy the miracle ...

This is the cruelest way to destroy. Without leaving any room, the heart of the furnace will be permanently frozen and completely destroyed!

The mystery that had already enveloped the entire **** has now been transformed into a huge alchemy furnace, precisely bringing it to death. Countless fragments fell from the tower body, and in a violent explosion, slowly towards the ground fall.

Should have fallen apart, but at the moment it was silent.

When the mourning that has been hovering here for thousands of years comes to an end, what remains is the silence that is difficult to break.

Countless creeping remnants finally rose slowly in the darkness, and dissipated in the air as the secret instrument was purified. Under the sacred glow, those creepy deformed limbs quickly stiffened and solidified, falling apart.

Dissipated into a handful of dust.

There is no more sound.

The end of tranquility, which has been delayed for thousands of years, finally arrived.

When countless clouds disperse, the sky dome with cracks is revealed, the original disgusting rigid colors fade away quickly, and the eternal dusk is completely over.

At the end of the earth, the dawn like an illusion rises, engulfing everything.

ended.