Apocalyptic Forecast

Huai Shi speaks words.

It was very happy, but it was very happy.

Directly speaking, it is painful and fast.

After he lifted his great sword V4.0 mace version from the city head to the end of the city, in the tragic dripping blood, all the giant beasts that dared to break into the city had finished their work.

As an MVP, Huai Shi's dog contributed about 40% of its output, which means that more than 30 giant beasts were killed by his breath of mace or metal.

The battle is over.

They won.

After losing the country and nationals he protects, His Majesty the Lonely King has won, even if this victory seems meaningless to Huai Shi.

Exactly, this is upside down!

When the monsters gathered again before the palace, they saw His Majesty the King above the throne in the open hall.

He seems to have restored his former honor.

Return to youth.

A heavy distortion covered his body, and it became incredibly coordinated, as if he was negative.

Even if he is blind as Huai poetry, he feels that among the lizardmen, the king's appearance belongs to that handsome and dignified type.

Today, the last king holds the scepter and sits on his throne.

Wise gods.

It seemed like he was angry, but he couldn't hide the deep twilight and tiredness in his pupils.

To the behemoths waiting for the order, the deformed limb slowly raised the scepter in his hand, pointing to the collapsed city wall, and the kingdoms defending the emptiness there.

"Counterattack, offer the final memorial to this dying country." He said softly, "Gods, go into your war, everything you desire can be obtained there."

Along with his words, the last blood rose from the rise of his scepter, enveloped the bodies of the giants, catalyzed their transformation, and caused countless fierce breaths to rise to the sky.

The explorers left silently.

Only the king engulfed by the distortion remained on the throne, and Huai Shi resided in the hall.

Standing in the midst of countless painful and twitching flowers of flesh and blood.

He tilted his head and looked at the king.

Jonathan cautiously poked his head from afar, staring at this scene, constantly recording various data in excitement, and witnessing the coming of the end.

"Why stay here, great spirit."

In the layers of distortion, the king struggled to put up a slender neck, and the twisted face looked at Huai Shi: "Why do you insist on ... to see my unsightly ugliness?"

"Although you have always suspected what evil you are hiding, you have not harmed me after all, but I have benefited a lot from you."

Huaishi lifted his pointed claws, shattered the flesh-and-blood flowers wrapped around his wrists, flicked away, and raised his eyes to look at him: "But as a man or a dog, there must always be a beginning and an end, right?"

The king didn't speak. In the groaning gradually, painful faces emerged from the flesh and blood.

Those are the nationals immersed in the abyssal distortion, the lizardmen infected with epidemics and erosion ... Whether it is ascetic monks or high priests, almost all the lizardmen have been integrated into the king's body at this moment.

The distorted limbs could not cover the mourning of the countless souls. They opened their eyes from eternal darkness and suffocation, and shed blood and tears, looking up at the dark sky.

But still praying fanatically.

Pray that this endless suffering will end.

End this eternal pain.

Behind the king, the pupil of the corpse shattered silently, and the last trace of blood merged into his limbs, causing his distortion to completely cross the edge of the taboo, furiously drawing the endless abyssal precipitation, toward the abyss Falling.

"This is your plan?"

Huaixi sighed softly: "Merge yourself and the skeletal body into a monster, and block all the national consciousness in your body? In this way, can you survive the end?"

"This is ... the king's ... duty ... isn't it?"

The hoarse voice faintly sounded from the gradually dissimilated king's body, so fading: "This is ... I wait ... I have to pay ... the price ..."

To survive, to continue to live, to protect the kingdom.

In order to complete their mission and responsibilities.

The price has to be paid.

If it is just tortured by pain, this price is simply thin and cheap.

It's a bargain.

At this moment, with the hoarse wailing, it finally truly merges with its own kingdom!

"This will only pull the whole kingdom into the abyss together?"

Huaixi looked down at him ugly, and slowly shook his head: "This is not a problem that can be solved with determination. They are too heavy to hold."

The horrible erosive power of hundreds of thousands of epidemic patients infected by the abyss will instantly assimilate the king into a monster in the abyss.

Even though it depends on the skeletal body, it can't bear this terrible weight.

It will only fall into **** with your own kingdom.

"At least ... alive, isn't it?"

From the sarcoma and messy limbs, the king raised his head, with blood and tears, and smiled hardly at him: "At least ... I can still ... exist ..."

"God ... the power of the **** ... you are so compassionate ..."

"Never ... to give complete extinction to ..."

"If this is our destiny ... our ... original sin ... then I ... will ... be happy ..."

In the roar and wail of countless people, the king's face gradually melted, spread his arms, and was entangled by countless flesh and blood flowers, completely losing his outline.

Only countless greasy mouthpieces with teeth spread all over his face, leaving a hungry cry to the sky.

Earthquake.

The palace shattered, and from the loud noise, dozens of huge tentacles pulled up from the mud, pulling the king's bloated and cumbersome body and propping up the deformed body.

It was a horrible shadow that covered the sky like a spider.

It was bathed in the flames of pain, and the crimson colors covered the twisted faces, as if they were delivered from the womb of the abyss, and were born above this painful world.

The king's wish came true.

His great career was successful.

At the same time, it can also be called failure ... It finally lost its nature under the erosion of the abyss, immersed in endless appetite and madness.

This kind of aberrant evolution can't talk about survival at all, at best it's just a lingering breath in the end.

Even if it does n’t take long, it will probably collapse on its own, be fragmented, become other messy things, or simply rot completely.

Until the real evil consciousness transformed from the pain of those hundreds of thousands of souls, and turned into a brand new existence. Like a parasite that is parasitic in the body of a cicada, it comes out of the shell ...

When countless pairs of hungry hissing sounds soared, Fu Yi finally couldn't help making a sound.

"Should we go now?"

"You can go, but it's not necessary."

Huaixi shook his head and suddenly said, "Do you want to know what my daily job is doing?"

"Huh?" Fu Yi puzzled.

"Although I really want to say that I am defending the current peace or fighting against the forces of evil, in fact, I have thought for a long time before I realized that in the final analysis, I am just doing what I want with my temperament.

Huai Shi sighed, "Even if I do something good occasionally, it just happens to be, and it is not worth any big book or thanks. Someone accidentally messes up, but also Relying on someone else to clean up the mess for me is embarrassing and it does n’t look good at all. "

He paused for a moment, tilted his head for a moment, and then said seriously: "But I have to say, it's too cool to do whatever I want."

It's as cool as playing idiom solitaire.

Although to some extent, its meaning can be equated to self-financing.

Even if it was Huai Shi himself, he would find it unbelievable. After so many experiences, he didn't change at all.

Head iron as always.

Crow is actually right. After possessing power, the vast majority of people will mess with their own minds ... Huai Shi is no different from others. To insist that there is any difference, it is just that what he wants is more luxurious than others pursue.

"So what exactly do you want to say?" Fu Yi sighed: "You are no longer a man?"

"They are all dogs now, how can they be humans?"

Huaixi shook his head: "Just inform you in advance, there is a high probability that you will not be able to continue to give you points. You still remember how I promised you, right?"

He took a step back, kicked the crystal ground lizard drunk in research and records, and signaled him that it was time to work.

"You should go." Huai Shi said, "If it doesn't work, I'll leave soon."

"..."

Fu Yi chewed out of the bell reluctantly, pouting.

Finally, Huai Shi glared and turned into the light door opened by Jonathan.

In the short silence, Huai Shi frowned: "Fu Yi, don't make trouble!"

No one responded.

"She really left?" Huaixi asked.

Jonathan nodded like garlic.

After confirming that Fu Yi had withdrawn from the records of the Astronomical Society, Huai Shi was relieved and flicked his tail to signal that the goods were hiding farther.

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In comparison, Huai Shi, whose height can only reach the first leg joint of that monster, raised his head and made a sound: "Do you want to fight?"

In order to express his sense of existence, Huai Shi opened his mouth and took a sip into the king's shoes.

If it still has shoes.

All in all, the effect is high, and as the hot iron pulp rolls over, the spider-like flesh and monster roars angrily, and suddenly raises a huge leg with arthropods and tramples down towards Huai poetry.

Amidst the roar, the waves burst, sweeping in all directions.

In the flying dust, the dragon and wolf gradually showed a grin.

"" I just agree with you ... "

Fengyue says

Ah ... Cavan, sorry for a change today.