Apocalyptic Forecast

It seemed as if time had stopped momentarily.

Golden rain water ran down from the girl's wrist and fell into the mouth of Huai Shi.

Between the dark and cruel world, the bright golden line is like a miracle, gorgeous and fascinating. At this moment, with the passing of blood, the endless vitality comparable to the sage stone overflowed from it.

That was only a few grams to create the horror magnitude of the Man-made Legion. Now with Lili's generous irrigation, it is scattered ten times, one hundred times, one thousand times, ten thousand times.

at all costs!

Even if it is to hold fire to save fire, even if it is futile.

Persistently continued the last line of vitality of Huai poetry.

Is like a lonely palm, pulling him, not allowing him to leave without permission.

"Please live."

Lily shed tears and smiled to him in embarrassment: "Stay, do n’t just leave me alone, please."

Since fainting and suffering, Huaishi raised her hand hard, trying to touch her cheek.

Felt the tears fall on his fingertips, so cold.

The raised palm stopped abruptly in the air.

Finally, landed weakly.

Only the sound of breaking sounded.

No matter how generous and fertile the fountain of life is, no matter how disturbed the call of Lily. There is no more expression in the hollow eyes, but the dark sky and the **** sea are reflected in this cruel world.

There is no more sound.

Lily looked at him blankly, unbelievably, for a long time, for a long time, she made a hoarse cry, but no one responded.

Heavy steps stopped in front of her.

With a line of blood footprints.

"Are you dead?"

Old Xiao murmured regretfully, sighed, slowly raised the animalized five fingers, and pointed at Lily's face: "Sorry, I have to do this ... although this is just a game."

At that moment, five fingers sharp as a sword rose together and thrust at the dull girl.

The empty howling sound exploded like a scream.

Then, the scream came to an abrupt end, before a cracked palm.

His wrist was clenched.

After being peeled off by countless fragments from a broken palm, silver-white bones were exposed.

Is like suddenly pushing the door of hell.

From the hollow eyes, there was a surging blood light.

"Not allowed ..."

The dead vampire slowly raised his head. From the sound of the flaking of countless flesh, the broken face exposed the bones that seemed to be cast by metal, so terrible.

Is clearly an empty shell that has lost its soul, but under the impetus of the remaining obsession, the broken vampire even climbed up from the ground again and stopped in front of Chimera.

The hoarse voice sounded like metal roaring, telling the enemy in front of him:

"No, accurate, move, she!"

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In the faint, Huai Shi felt that he had fallen into the abyss again.

The divine light shone from the sky, with endless majesty and coldness, staring at him indifferently, watching him humble down before the altar.

"This is your last chance, Abraham, and the last mercy of the Holy Spirit."

The old bishop looked down at him with cold eyes, holding a scepter in his hand, and issued a whisper for the last time: "Abraham, kill her, you can still be saved!"

In the silence, only Huai Shi moaned painfully.

Gasped with difficulty, crawling forward in awkward motion, extending his trembling palm, as if he wanted to hold the light of nothingness and salvation.

But until the end, he did not speak.

"Waste! You too disappoint me."

Bishop's face twitched, gradually becoming green, "Since I don't know how to repent, then you and the heresy will drown in the wrath of God!"

try {mad1 (\ 'gad2 \');} catch (ex) {} Without any trace of sympathy, he turned away and left Huai Shi in the darkness.

But then, he felt a palm pressed against his shoulder.

A hoarse voice sounded from behind him.

Is within easy reach!

"Sorry, Father."

I don't know when, Huaishi has climbed up from the ground, looked down, staring at the neck close to him, and said softly: "Others don't give me ..."

"I prefer to get it myself!"

At that moment, the old bishop screamed sharply.

The vampire's canine teeth have been deeply nailed into his neck, drawing his blood frantically, sucking and eating gluttonously, eating like a hungry dog.

No matter how hard he struggles, he begs or berates in anger.

Until the end, no sound came.

In the silence, Huai Shi slowly opened his mouth, so the shrivelled body fell on the altar.

Huai Shi stared down at his dying face, slowly raised his hand, and passed the last sweet blood at the corner of his mouth, then bent down and took the scepter from his hand.

"Now, does anyone have any orders for me?"

The boy raised his head and stared at the holy light above the sky.

In the silence, no one was talking.

So, facing the indifferent eyes of the gods, the rebellious vampire slowly raised the scepter in his hand and smiled happily, "Isn't it redemption? I have it!"

That moment, the Holy Light dissipated.

The abyss collapsed.

Huai Shi opened his eyes and saw the dark sky like iron, and the endless **** sea. He returned to this dark sky dome, even if it was already fragmented, only the bones remained.

He turned back slowly, staring at the stunned young girl behind him, with a smile on his broken face:

"Fight for you, my lady!"

Boom!

Chimera's tentacles swept.

Huai Shi flew out and hit the mast, breaking the mast completely, the broken sail fell into the burning flame, and the fire was burning.

From the flame, the broken Huai poem climbed up like a mud doll, looked down at his tragic look, and raised his hand towards the slowly coming Lao Xiao.

"Wait a minute, let me flip through the book ... and then fight again!"

He waved his hand and pulled out the book of destiny, embarrassedly flipping up the records kept by the bishop, looking for the records in the fragmented writing.

But Lao Xiao didn't give him any chance at all. He stretched out his hands, two tentacles flew out of the cuffs, entangled in Huai Shi's legs, and pulled him up into the air. Then, he suddenly hit the deck.

Is like holding a hammer.

Smashed all the cabins within reach, and countless debris flew into the sky. In the end, only a silver-white skeleton remained in the ruins.

The golden blood flowed on the silver bones, slowly shining light, like a matrix dotted with steel.

Actually, still alive?

Lao Xiao frowned unpleasantly, the two heads on his shoulders suddenly opened, spewing acid and poisonous fire, converging into a tide, and swept straight towards Huai Shi!

"So, is that true?"

At that moment, the broken bone nodded sharply. He reached out, pulled out the solemn scepter from the book of fate, and slowly raised its sharp end.

Aimed at his chest.

Thorn down!

Boom!

The flame engulfed everything.

Then, from the horrible temperature enough to melt steel into liquid, there is a divine light, from the wreckage of the vampire.

Seems to become the sun in an instant.

The endless glare spewed out of Huai Shi's chest.

From that scepter.

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Huai Shi was ... purifying himself!

The holy glow that was more than a hundred times more than the holy water spread coldly on the body of Huai Shi, killing the dark source and body of the vampire by inches.

Didn't even need Lao Xiao to do it, he was committing suicide!

In this cold, so no purification, Huaishi opened his hands freely, welcoming the end.

"So mysterious!"

Old Xiao snorted, and instantly set off a violent wind, whistling, raised his fist, and pounded Huai Shi's crippled head.

At that moment, Huai Shi raised his palm.

The finger bones bathed in the sacred flame gleamed, slowly unfolding, blocking the front of the beast's fist.

Boom!

The storm, the tide, and the loud noise suddenly stopped in front of this palm in an instant.

Old Xiao raised his head in amazement, and heard the sound of steel rubbing, just above the broken face of Huai Shi.

In that gritty head, it seems that there are iron seeds growing, and the value of the broken skull increases, covering the gritty face of the skull, turning into a solemn cold mask.

Behind the mask, there was a sudden light in the dark eyes.

Huai Shi opened his mouth, shouted, roared.

Silent voice is given substance.

The blazing light turned into a torrent of water, spouting thinly from his eyes and mouth, straight forward, instantly penetrating Lao Xiao's arm, burning the alienated arm to death.

Scepter, cracked inch by inch.

At the moment when all the vampires were burned out, the bright glow flowed out of the only silver skeletons of Huai Shi, covering his skeleton and turning into a brand new body.

Is in the light, the power of countless holy spirits riveted with each other, cohesion, preparation, winding, if there is a substantial light flowing on the remaining skeleton, no, the holy skeleton!

Transformed in an instant, and a new miracle emerged from emptiness.

As Huai Shi moved forward, countless golden lines appeared on the silver mask, just above his head, in the void, a pure light opened up, intertwined into a ring, hanging high, and spreading coldly towards the four sides. Severe light.

When he took the first step, the steel matrix, the wrath of the wrath of the iron body tweeted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ countless fine voices overlapped with each other, turning into a grand singing voice.

So holy.

When he took the second step, the sound of cracking sounded from his back, it was the sound of old bones shattered, and the clear sound of the birth of a new miracle.

With the sharp sound, the sparks flew, and the branches of iron rose up from his back, and on the countless branches, the light condensed into a cent, forming a large wing that seemed to override the sky.

Wings of Steel!

Like the legendary Holy Spirit walking between heaven and earth, lowering discipline and destruction.

"I heard you advanced?"

Between the dark sky and the **** ocean, the angel of steel surpasses this cruel world, looking down at the staggered Chimera, and a smile on the corner of the mouth behind the mask:

"What a coincidence, me too!"

Hone one's soul with a hundredfold sin, inject the miracle of the Holy Spirit into silver, implant it into the bone marrow, and irrigate and nurture with the blood of countless people, planting the seeds of salvation in the fallen abyss.

When the infinite darkness burns away, the light will spray out from the abyss.

When the original sin is purified, salvation will come.

This is the redemption that Fan Haixin longed for, the advanced vampire ...

——Power Angel!

Huai Shi raised his palm and emptied his grip toward the burning sailing boat below, the invisible gravity burst out, the steel screamed, and the blood-stained silver axe roared into his hand.

Toward angry Chimera.

Cut!