Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 It's almost as if I saw the scene of the sacrifice of the Hell Church.

　　 is terrible.

　　 In the huge space behind the door, everything you can touch, walls, ceilings, floors, countless traces of distortion smeared with blood...

　　 is like a mural painted when you are crazy, and like something written by holding the last line of hope in despair...

　　 But it is difficult to discern what is written.

　　 All the handwriting has been distorted.

　　 Only the laughter like auditory hallucinations lingers around, it is creepy.

　　 Huaishi held Henshui tightly and looked around. Even though the detection equipment had found the presence of air outside, he still did not dare to take off the heavy defense.

　　 Is all this an illusion or what?

　　 He could not tell.

　　 But what Garlandon said is really right-as the farthest location from the central engine and outflow layer, the Kingdom Gate is the safest place.

Everybody knows.

　　 includes the alchemist on Helios.

　　 Therefore, they chose to escape... escaped to the place farthest from the nightmare.

　　 It's a pity that there are still nightmares on the verge of nightmares.

　　 The ground is full of mess, as if there are a dozen beggars living here for a long time, old clothes, garbage and even excrement piles are everywhere.

　　 There are corpses.

　　 The dead body.

　　 Huai Shi can only glance at it hastily and stop looking.

　　 is too weird, some have become dead bones, some are still lifelike, perfectly retaining every aspect of the face before dying, and some simply have both. Some have become plant seedbeds, and some are completely petrified.

　　 The only thing in common is the smile on the corners of the mouth on those distorted faces.

　　 Smile from the heart.

　　 It seems that those who empathize can understand their happiness.

　　 But his eyes were cracking, scarlet all over, they had already dried up, there were still traces of blood and tears, and the pain had already turned into substance overflowing.

　　 Because there is no more joy in the world.

　　 Long before death, the unspeakable sadness and joy tore the souls of these survivors.

　　 Without exception, madly to death.

　　 Huai Shi held hate water in his hand, and stirred up the precious materials and border relics on the ground, looking through them one by one, looking for the remaining clues, and when he looked around, he was puzzled from the heart.

　　 "Can't you think so?"

　　He scratched his head through the helmet, "Could it be that someone on Helios organized a collective watching of "Beast Mother Zoo"?"

　　 is still a two-season broadcast, the one that is not allowed to sleep before watching it?

　　 Is this too cruel?

　　 Unfortunately, no one seems to understand the jokes used to adjust the atmosphere.

　　 In the rigid atmosphere, everyone looked cold, full of guard and caution, took out all kinds of defense tools and relics, and carefully searched the surrounding situation.

　　 But the few alchemists from the Ishigama Society seem to be unintentional and ignorant machines. Witnessing such a scene did not waver at all.

　　 After the initial investigation, he quickly took off the standard flamethrower from his back, skillfully filled it with the massive melted element, and pulled the trigger toward the wreckage everywhere.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the turquoise tongue of fire gushes out like a living thing, following the user's will, swimming slowly, burning everything in the way it passes.

　　 decomposed into the last dust.

　　 Rachel reacted slowly, and was almost affected by the flames, and quickly threw down the border relic he had just picked up and hid aside.

　　 but didn't dare to say anything, just cursed vaguely.

　　 Soon, half of the **** and wreckage in the hall were burned out.

　　 At this moment, the Russian Federation alchemist Valery, who was exploring the edge of the hall with a copper rod, suddenly exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

　　 "Survivor!"

　　 Valery shouted in the public channel: "There are survivors..."

　　 Everyone's movements paused for a moment, and they all looked at the hill where the boxes were piled up.

　　 Valery raised the copper rod in his hand, tapped the floor lightly, and suddenly the ruins of the piled boxes in the distance made a dull sound.

　　 Huai Shi is keenly aware of the process.

　　 is the same as my own extreme intention, that is to rely on the material to transmit the impact force, pin the power like a siege hammer in a small blow, and transmit it to the distance, completely defeating the sticky camouflage.

　　 Then, everyone saw the rickety back.

　　 naked to the top, the skinny man is sitting in a tragic blood.

　　 His hair has been violently torn out, and only a few slippery fish are still sticking to the swollen scalp, covered in stains and foul smell, and I don’t know how long he has not been in a shower.

　　 On his body, under his feet, and even around him, there are horror secret instruments smeared with layers of blood.

　　 At this moment, he numbly tore the blood scabs on his body, his fingers dipped in dried blood, and he made up the fading and peeling marks over and over again.

　　 muttered to himself.

　　 did not notice the existence of the group of intruders around him.

　　 is just chanting for himself, sealing himself in the secret ritual.

　　 is even more eye-catching, because he is almost covered with equipment.

　　Necklaces, jewelry, neck rings, earrings, and the blood-stained amulet on the belt, and even the various accessories that are randomly wrapped with tape.

　　 Huai Shi was almost blinded by the fluctuation of the source quality.

　　 resisted the urge to breathe in the air-conditioning, and suddenly wanted to **** him...

　　 Those are all border relics!

　　 That guy is covered with hundreds of border relics at least!

　　 And they are not cheap goods produced in the assembly line of any workshop, but real boutiques made by the hard work of alchemists.

　　There are many treasures that are among the top 100 in the relic catalog.

　　 Just a quick glance, Huaishi recognized many good things that are priceless and marketless-blessing the blockade, stove coal crystal, Gaia knot, blood oath and blue eyes...

　　 The precious relics that were supposed to be cherished and kept close to the body, or displayed in the heavily guarded window, are now densely hung on the body of a lunatic.

　　 Are the people of Helios so rich?

　　 But it can be clearly seen that there are several styles of factions, the ages are completely different, and the degree of use is different.

　　 The one-time Gaia knot is even more integrated into the blood of the alchemist, limited to the producer, and only effective within one month. Rebound the curse and bless the soul.

　　 It is absolutely impossible to have the same origin...

　　 Reminiscent of the mess around the corpses, it is not difficult to figure out the source of these things.

　　 After a fierce battle, the last survivor survived.

　　 But I'm afraid... it doesn't make any sense anymore.

　　 Just as the other explorers watched around, the pendulum used for detection oscillated crazily, glowing with fluorescence, and pointed at the back.

　　 And he, still immersed in fanatical writing, hugged something tightly with his other hand, hidden in his arms, like a baby.

　　 chanted something intently and numbly.

　　 The words are too vague, and Huai poems have never been studied. They can only tell that they are Sanskrit based on the scribbled Devanagari script on the ground, but know nothing about the other contents.

　　 can only hear a few nouns piecemeal.

　　’Indra’, ‘Yan Mo’, ‘Faluna’, ‘Suriye’...

　　 That is the **** inherited from the Tianzhu lineage, calling for the protection of the power of the gods of the past, but there is no mystery mantra at all, at best, it is just chanting.

　　In a pious prayer, the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, who can extend a helping hand to the survivors in desperate situations.

　　Who can rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering.

　　 But there was no response to the rescuer behind him.

　　 Garlandeon’s disciple polished the oil lamp again, but this time I don’t know why, and the flame from it quickly went out.

　　 It seems that there is no signal after moving away from the base station.

　　 Can't get advice.

　　 For a moment, everyone fell into a strange silence.

"It's out of help." Iz shrugged and shook his head. He even took off his helmet indifferently and shook his soot. "Which good-hearted person can give him a happy one." ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 As he said, he looked at Huai Shi.

　　 And Huai Shi is looking up at the Helios-style ceiling above his head.

Well, it is really different from the ceilings in other places, and there is a kind of grace and mystery that is different from other places in the ordinary. At first glance, it is no different from ordinary ceilings. The so-called fetish concealment is like this. Does it make sense?

　　 I was shocked to watch anyway.

　　 Although he plays less horror games, he has a lot of clouds!

He is too familiar with this scene. In a strange and inexplicable scene, there is an inexplicable person with his back facing you doing good things, either crying or laughing, always as if he is looking at something interesting that attracts you to think Go to Kang Yikang.

what is this?

　　 This is a plot kill!

　　 This is the opening lightning strike!

　　 Anyway, he will never jump in this pit. Whoever he loves will go and whoever will go. He just throws his head and sprinkles his blood for the present situation. What life will he sell to the Shikama Society?

　　 Seeing that Huai Shi was not moved, or even motionless, the other people glanced at each other.

　　 Among them, Garlandon’s disciple seemed to have said something, and one of them stepped forward and carefully erased the useless secret instrument on the ground, raised his hand and shook it in front of the prayer, without any response. The full text of 噺⒏⑴The fastest んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

　　 Ling pendulum and various detections also failed to detect abnormalities.

　　 Finally, the leader looked at Rachel and said something on the private channel, Rachel's expression suddenly became reluctant.

　　 He went up cautiously, rolled that person's eyelids, and checked the vital parts again, and came to the same conclusion as Izzy.

　　 The source is exhausted, the soul is broken, and it is hopeless.

　　 But, at least let him play a little bit of heat.

　　 Tell them what happened here...

　　 Soon, his injection gun was raised, and the purple-cyan potion was injected into the prayer's neck, triggering an unexpected reaction.

　　 The movement of the prayer stopped abruptly, his eyes whitened violently, and his whole body twitched violently. Rachel was scared to pour backwards, backing with both arms and legs.

　　 Until now, everyone has discovered that the survivor who was tightly held in his arms... is actually a clock?

　　 Yes, I don’t know what bumps and bumps I have experienced. The dented brass clocks are now stained with layers of blood and are still running.

　　 made a crisp sound.

　　 tick, tick, tick...

　　 The hoarse moan remembered.

　　 When the survivor woke up from a nightmare and returned to the light, the first reaction to seeing the explorers was not a surprise, but a panic looking at the clock.

　　 Watching its hour hand move towards the final scale little by little, only the last few minutes left, he let out a sharp neigh, lay on the ground, mumbled the names of the gods in his mouth, trying to repair the secret instrument on the ground.

　　 But it's too late.

　　 Because those dried blood stains have already been wiped out.

　　 In panic, he got up frantically and rushed towards the door with his arms and legs.

　　 completely ignores the deadly cold vacuum outside...

　　One step~www.wuxiaspot.com~Two steps, and then fell to the ground, squirmed a bit, exhausted the last source material.

　　 just died like that.

　　 Huai Shi hasn't even had time to go up to three consecutive times.

　　 People are gone.

　　 In the dead silence, everyone looked at each other, only the sound of the clock running so clear, gradually amplified, became deafening, like a loud roar.

　　 resounded in everyone's ears.

　　 At that moment, in this dead and empty space, within the Helios workshop reduced to ruins, a meaningless time boundary ushered in.

　　-midnight is coming!

　　 At that moment, the light from all directions disappeared instantly, replaced by indescribable darkness, engulfing everything.

　　 screams one after another.

　　 "...Fuck, which **** turned the light off?"

　　 Huai poem stiffened in place, and felt the silt-like chill emerging from my heart, spreading rapidly, bringing uncontrollable panic and unreasonable sadness.

　　 Even the friendship puppy in his arms made a humming sound.

　　 Despair spread along with the darkness, swallowing all the sounds.

　　 Soon, in the public channel full of electric currents, only Rachel’s choking was left.

　　 In the darkness, the pharmacist knelt on the ground, crying bitterly, hammering the floor feebly, and screaming:

　　 "So, love will disappear right?"