Apocalyptic Forecast

【Hell · Depth One】

Outside the cabin is the ruins of the ancient city, with the bones and decaying steel falling all over the place. It seems to have experienced a disaster, but it seems that it hasn't, just decayed.

Everything is silent, and the entire city seems to have died, turning into ruins.

After that huge, broken arch, the sky dome seemed to have something awake and opened his eyes. The huge pupil looked down at him like a moon.

Between the sky like debris and the ruined earth, the pale faces fluttered like butterflies in the **** moonlight.

The cold swallowed him like a thick tide.

Take away all temperatures ...

Huai Shi couldn't help but start to gasp, and the fear and anxiety conveyed in his memory seemed to be like a tide, constantly hitting him.

He could only continually strip those negative emotions from himself and turn into ashes, and even then, he couldn't stop the bitter cold.

The poisonous pain screamed in the depths of consciousness. The subject was roaring and crying, trying to struggle, but no one spoke to him from beginning to end.

Only the violent shock began again.

The depth gauge once again made a display: [depth three]

There was a roar outside the cabin, the loud noise of countless heavy machinery running, what was striking was the lava flowing under the hollow ground, and the rusty pipeline.

This is a project built on hell. The huge pipeline is constantly turning, and there are countless people hanging on the rows of scarlet hooks.

They seemed to be still alive, constantly struggling, crying in despair, as the assembly line turned, they were sent to the workshop one by one, and during the continuous cutting and crushing, the screaming screams disappeared. In the end, there was only the sharp wail of steel friction.

Eventually, the assembly line was transformed into tables and chairs, table lamps, clocks, and bronze mirrors, which were sent to the deepest part of the darkness.

【Depth Seven】

war.

Wars are like floods and flames, which overwhelm everything.

The roar of fighting slammed into the ears, and the monsters and monsters were fighting in one place. Thousands of giants gathered in one place, covered in steel, and like a slave roared and stomped under the master's whip Forward the corpse.

Those chains are pulling on the necks of larger creatures.

Those dozen women who are hundreds of meters high.

They were naked, and their linen hair was burning with flames, weeping and weeping, pulled forward, singing in pain and despair, and behind them it seemed that hot blood was dripping from the wound with torn wings, and a torn halo was hanging above their heads .

The song was hoarse and sharp.

Praise the dead god.

【Depth Nine】

Endless oceans, primitive life soup boiling, huge giant beasts and monsters devouring each other, and then turned into ashes in the thunder fire and the magma of the cracked earth, and once again began a futile reincarnation.

【Depth ten】

Darkness, endless darkness, and barrenness, there is a back sitting quietly on the stone, like a prisoner. He is talking, he is singing, he is dancing.

Waiting for death.

【depth? ? ? 】

Chaos, a dazzling light, death, destruction, gods, despair, despair, despair, despair, despair ...

...

In the endless fall, he learned fear, began to scream, and fell into madness.

Finally, realized the despair.

In the end, at the moment when everything was about to be destroyed, the man subconsciously shouted that name.

"mom……"

So everything stopped abruptly.

Darkness struck.

He woke up from the ignorance and shackles of mortals.

The soul manifests.

Sublimation began.

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Huai Shi opened his eyes and looked at the sky dormantly.

For a long time, finally reacted.

Even if he was already used to fear, when he turned into a red glove, it was still difficult to resist the despair and pain he once felt.

It's like throwing people into the deep sea, forcing them to grow fish gills.

It's too rough.

Roughly as if life had no meaning.

"Oh shit……"

He felt a sharp pain in his head, slowly propped up his body, handed the crow to wake up the tea, and sipped it away. After a long time, he finally relaxed.

"It looks like the depth of **** tour is very good."

The crow whistled: "The guy in the red glove probably made a split operation in advance to avoid the leak of information after death. The record left is simply messy. This is probably the most valuable one."

"That institution ... he was ..."

"Yes, during the Cold War more than sixty years ago, in order to cope with the pressure of the Eastern Xia and the Russian Federation on the Eastern Front, the Holy Rome at that time-made a decision to create the Legion of Sublimers through racial selection and genetic modification.

The name of this plan is to be the fountain of life.

Then what you see should be the method of artificial sublimation, which is too rude, forcibly throwing people into **** for gambling.

There were only 31 people who successfully sublimated. Red gloves were one of them. Later, due to sequelae, there were only four remaining. This plan was stopped. "

"... That is to say, the red gloves are actually more than sixty years old?" Huai Shi was unbelievable.

"Yes, yes, how does it feel to beat the old man?"

"..."

Thinking of being almost hanged and beaten by an old man who was already half-disabled, Huai Shi felt a magical spell, but what made him even more unbelievable was: "Are the places he once entered really hell?"

There is **** in this world?

Although he has listened to it many times, he did not pay attention to it. He didn't realize it until he saw it with his own eyes. There are so strange places in this world.

"To be precise, everything that is excluded from the border can be called hell-what the red gloves experienced should be the abyss fragments they found by Byzantium when they explored outside the border, most of them are worthless The place.

But if you want to use the literal meaning to understand, Huai Shi, there is indeed a **** in this world, but they are not the world after death, but the world that has died-you do n’t know how many years ago. A grave built of wreckage of the world.

There is nothing surprising about what happened ... "

"Dead world?" Huaixi asked, "Will the world die?"

"It's like a person will die, everything will eventually die-if you think it is dead, it is dead." The crow said calmly: "However, I prefer to call it Nirvana and rebirth, a reincarnation."

"Okay, enough tonight, you should go to bed."

The crow turned and flew to the basement.

Huaixi got up and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

At that moment, their movements were sluggish, and they turned back and looked at each other.

At the same time, I felt the anomaly from the book of destiny.

Huai Shi reached out and the book of destiny appeared again.

But this time, there is no longer the silence of the past. The Book of Destiny shook slightly, as if receiving a call, conveying a certain message to Huai Poem.

This is the first time that the Book of Destiny has taken the initiative to show any abnormal signs to Huai Shi.

Huai Shi looked at it in amazement, and finally looked at the crow.

"what happened?"

The crow was silent, as if he was distinguishing something. For a long time, he suddenly laughed softly.

"Interesting ..."

She asked, "When do you go to school?"

"What happened on Monday the day after tomorrow?"

The crow nodded, "Is it free tomorrow?"

"Yep."

"Well, since it's rare to have time ..."

After thinking about it for a while, the crow threw a wink at him rather charmingly: "How about dating together?"

"..."

Huai Shi rolled his eyes, waved his hand, and turned to his bedroom.

The woman is finally crazy.

Inexplicably, before falling asleep ... he suddenly thought that if she had just said something to herself, it would be her human form.

So, did not sleep all night.

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The next morning, Huai Shi was woken up by a crow.

Carrying a small school bag, the crow who was looking forward to it jumped around his chest: "Getting up, getting up, young man, unpunctual man, but not favored by ladies."

"Have you washed your hair?"

"Did you wipe your face?"

"Did you brush your teeth?"

"Did you change your new clothes?"

"Are you ready to meet the gifts and bouquets?"

In the noise attack of the crow, Huai Shisheng moved around reluctantly at home, with a pair of dark circles, changed his clothes like a walking dead, washed his face and brushed his teeth, sitting in front of the dining table, dull Put the breakfast brought by the uncle into his mouth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Finally, he looked up and poured a whole pot of coffee.

Take another look at the time on the wall.

six thirty.

"Are you crazy!" Huai Shi was furious: "Even if you go on a date, you will make a fart at half past six in the morning! Didn't the park open the door!"

The crow ignored him at all.

This time she was talking to Uncle Fang.

Uncle Fang bent down and handed a small flower that he had picked when building a nursery in the morning, smiling and praising: "The lady of today looks exceptionally energetic."

The crow took the flower with one wing, and looked at Huai Shi with a hateful look: "Look at the old house and see you, learn a little!"

Huai Shi pouted, everyone is an old fox, who are you talking to?

"Master, respect for the beauty of ladies is a necessary virtue for gentlemen."

Uncle Fang said while helping him put on his coat. Then, after they got their things, they helped open the door, and the uncle's private car was waiting in the courtyard.

"Sir please."

The driver in uniform, with white gloves, bowed to Huai Shi and then opened the door for him.

Finally, the uncle put the bag with sunscreen, umbrella and jacket into the car and nodded to them: "I have booked lunch and flowers and a park cruise ticket for the two at the Brown restaurant in the city center. Have fun today. "

"Did you see it? How terrible the man is."

Crow sighed softly on Huai Shi's shoulder: "Learn to learn, younger brother, you have one-third of the skill of the old house, and your sister doesn't worry that you will play bachelor forever."

Huai Shi no longer knew what to say.

The look at Uncle Fang became awe-inspiring.

Uncle ... Horrible!

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