Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 The darkness is boiling.

　　 Those dark curse blood stirred up ripples, and under the stimulus of such a huge sense of crisis for the first time in a lifetime, I felt an unprecedented horror.

　　 There is death close at hand.

　　 In the sound of countless joints rubbing, the body of the Nativity Spirit rapidly shrinks, transforming from its wild predator state to a more dexterous and crazy posture.

　　 This is a metamorphosis, from the chaos and disorder due to one's own desire, to a draft form, and once again to transform into a more even realm.

　　 Search for the experience and insights remaining in the source quality of those alchemists, it is changing itself spontaneously!

　　 It's like the battle sprite of some game super evolved.

　　 At this moment, accompanied by frantic neighing, cursing blood turbulence, frantically extracting endless calamities on Helios, a brand-new heart began to fluctuate.

　　 The sharp double horns that resemble the head of a deer grow out from under the curse blood. The darkness extends and weaves together into bundles. They are attached to the deformed skeleton again, forming a huge posture like half beast and half human.

　　 Sixteen arms came out from behind, and on the chest, a strange bone surface appeared.

　　The spirit of birth stood up, lowered his head, and the three pairs of pupils above the deer head quickly wandered, and finally locked on the enemy in front of him.

　　The flame rises from the rise of the body.

　　 Neighed longitudinally.

　　In an instant, Huaishi backed away.

　　Because the original invisible sound wave was given substance, everything passed by was torn apart by the unreasonable tyrannical force. There is evil poison in his eyes, and he injects the madness of sorrow and joy in his consciousness into Huai poetry through his gaze all the time.

　　 In an instant, it was completely different from the original.

　　 Even the types are completely different...

　　 Is that stigmata?

　　 It's not right, it's just similar...It should be said that it is closer to the nature of **** than the stigmata.

　　 It has approached the source and prototype of a certain calamity, originating from a certain power under the depth.

　　 Thousands of years ago, the oldest alchemist Solomon had discovered this.

Based on his own exploration of hell, he assumed four different main types, four circulation forms, a total of eight unstable states of change, and nine manifestations of hell. Based on different results, he completed his final alchemy.

　　 Although no one knows the results, the classification and presumptions he created have been quoted and verified by later generations, gradually complementing them, and becoming the ancient source code still in use today, known as the **** sequence.

　　 Even now, there are still half of the vacancies, but its authority is indisputable. Later, Mendelssohn, the creator who turned his back on alchemy, drew up the periodic table of the elements.

　　 Now, the change of the Spirit of Birth can only explain one thing-from the beginning, it is the result of alchemy, and even its growth at this moment is under the consideration of the creator!

　　 At this moment, the moment when the sight on the front of its chest and Huaishi's sight came into contact, an invisible bridge was formed.

　　 It seemed that an invisible sharp blade pierced the soul, causing severe pain. In an instant, Huai Shi could not hear anything.

　　 His hearing was taken away!

　　——No. 44 in the sequence of hell, Shakes the illusionist!

　　 But, there is no use for eggs...

　　 In an instant, the existence of the sense of hearing is replaced by extreme perception. When the hearing is abandoned, countless blood becomes the extension of Huai poetry's perception.

　　 The vibration under the feet, the wind in the hall, and even the collision of waves.

　　 Everything turned into auditory hallucinations and re-formed in Huai Shi's mind.

　　 did not even have any dizziness or shaking due to the disorder of the semicircular canals. The body in the over-limit state is like the most sophisticated machinery, perfectly implementing the will and commands of Huai Shi.

　　 Yu step assault, step forward!

　　 Without any fallacy, it swept through the attack of sixteen arms. Above the water of hate, the origin was turbulent, and the endless hostility burst into light.

　　Resonance begins again, all the power is integrated into a bunch, protruding forward from Huai Shi's hand, and rushing toward the face.

　　 Each other is close at hand!

　　 There was a soft sound.

　　 Hate the water's sharp crack, straight into the head of the Nativity Spirit.

　　 The fluctuation of the source quality and the power of the body overlap, like a volcanic eruption, exploding the blood from Huai poetry!

　　 is an exaggerated effect like a rocket bombardment.

　　 Scarlet fly leaps.

　　A huge gap emerges from the body of the Nativity Spirit, bringing painful trauma and returning Huai Shi’s hearing.

　　Hate water swept across, and the turbulent blood color once again formed a chain saw, violently smashed the arm of the Nativity Spirit, and then roughly penetrated its chest cavity, pulled it, causing the curse blood to gush out.

　　 "Excuse me, I have not been very proficient in the business recently, I really can't find where the head is..."

　　 Huaishi stared at the struggling monster at his feet, and comforted: "Or, let's make do with it."

　　 gritted his teeth.

　　 soon, it is over.

　　 So, the decomposition of the tyrannical begins!

　　 The curse blood sprayed out like a spring. In the body of the self-born spirit, the deformed flesh quickly fell apart under the rotating chain saw, causing a hoarse and sharp tragic wailing.

　　 Boom!

　　 Behind the Spirit of Birth, several broken arms suddenly closed, turned into giant claws, and fell towards Huai Shi!

　　 But there were too many broken limbs, and he couldn't keep up with his speed at all. It just smashed into the ground in an empty space.

　　 Under the stimulus of death, it has fallen into madness, the mutilated body is violently convulsed, countless stumps and huge bodies are rammed out randomly, tearing the broken dome and surrounding walls.

　　 smashed the floor into cracks after another.

　　 Under the burning of fear and pain, everything is ruined frantically.

　　 But he couldn't stop his body from disintegrating rapidly. Those flying limbs twitched and wanted to return. Then, in the dark, a sneaky mouth came out, grabbed it, and feasted on it.

When 　　 was licking the plump gravy at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but scream up to the sky, urging the steak-cutting master to speed up.

　　 Hurry up and eat.

　　 This person has a clear division of labor, even without any rehearsal and rehearsal, he is very skillful in cooperation, without flaws and gaps. Dogs may not be real dogs, and people may not be humans.

　　 contains fiercely poisonous blood circulation, crazily eroding the abnormal body, continuously classifying and deriving more of itself. It is like the eternal unsatisfied organism von Neumann machine, relying on the vitality of the immortal beast, endless cell classification, telomeres regenerate. The fastest full text of 噺⒏⑴祌 んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

　　 The viciousness of life and the pain of death strike at the same time.

　　 "Ga————"

　　 The Spirit of Birth suddenly opened its mouth and made a real sound wave again, but this time, even the sound was broken by Huai Shi with great intention, and completely collapsed into a hurricane.

　　 Only a roar burst from under the feet.

　　 A fissure appeared on the floor, which suddenly spread rapidly, and the collapse began. A large amount of rock and steel structure collapsed into the darkness below.

　　 The spirit of birth fell into the darkness, and the cry was sharp.

　　 ecstasy.

　　 Before I could vent my joy, I saw a smiling face approaching quickly.

　　 That is despair, despair is falling from the sky!

　　 In this weird workshop where the space is changing, after the ground board shattered, they actually fell diagonally into a huge deep well.

　　 There are blood-stained doors on both sides of the vertical deep well. A bright red carpet is hung on one side, and the other side is like a ceiling with luxurious chandeliers.

　　 is like a leaning corridor.

But Huai Shi didn’t care about the weird situation at this moment. With the potential energy falling from the sky, Yu Bu trampled and cracked the bones on its chest. The water of hatred entwined with the blood-colored chain saw had once again penetrated its body, crazy. Spin.

　　 After the broken bones, a ray of brilliance flashed after exhausting the last strength.

　　 This time, sight and touch are taken away.

　　 But this can't hinder the performance of Ji Yi at all!

　　 will only make it even worse!

　　 Even if there is no extreme meaning, Huai poetry also has the realization of the realm of nothingness. As long as there is one kind of perception, it will not be affected in any way.

　　The Spirit of Birth turned over painfully in the air, trying to throw him out, but the blood-carrying ones were like the best ropes, connected to each other tightly, not allowing them to be separated.

　　 It fell from this slanted corridor, smashed through the wall, and after tearing the dome, it fell into the narrow bedroom, but the bedroom was still torn.

　　 The heavy body like silt surging hard, chopped and smashed into the wall, broke into a new space.

　　 In the darkness, there was constant violent neighing bursts.

　　 smashed through layers of walls, and I don’t know how long it had been falling deeper.

　　Finally, along a pipe that was huge enough for giants to slide inside, it fell into a mountain of construction waste.

　　 twitched, then twitched again.

　　 Finally, with the stirring of the blood circulation saw, there was no more sound.

　　 There was only a crying wailing and gradually disappeared.

Gone.

　　 And Huai Shi, raised his hand, wiped off the black curse blood on his smile, and smiled.

　　 It's cool.

　　 I felt a sense of accomplishment when I looked down at the corpse under my feet.

　　 What? I am still quite strong!

　　 Facts have proved that even if you are burdened with destruction elements (a little bit of organization as a derivative of it), and have to return the (scrapped) to the ruins, my Huai poetry is still invincible and the world!

　　 "Wow, it looks so tragic." Tong Ji's phantom appeared from her shoulders, teasing her tone: "Young people must know how to adjust themselves and don't hurt their bodies."

　　 Can you drive on this broken road?ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 Huai Shi was surprised, and looked back: "Why are you out again?"

　　 "Isn't this to occasionally show my sense of existence and give some loving tips?" Tong Ji smiled and said, "After all, this is Helios. Don't be hard-headed and just ignore it."

　　 "Don't worry~www.wuxiaspot.com~Isn't this a win?" Huai Shi waved his hand relaxedly: "It's vegetable."

　　 "So, the point is not whether you lose or win. Don't ignore it." Tong Ji sighed: "Don't you pay attention to the surrounding environment?"

"Ok?"

　　 Huaishi was puzzled, looked around and saw countless construction waste and debris, only to realize that the puppy of friendship hadn't kept up.

　　 is still standing on the top of the gap, looking down.

　　 opened his eyes wide, and flicked his tongue at him, winking.

　　 seems to be gesturing something.

　　 But he is a dog after all, and he can’t say anything.

　　 Fortunately, the surrounding environment makes up for this...

　　 When Huai Shi raised his head, he saw this astonishingly huge space, countless collapsed buildings and ruins, like a huge garbage disposal plant.

　　 And... something that will inevitably appear in the garbage dump.

　　 Following his gaze, in the darkness, pairs of scarlet eyes opened, and foul-smelling mucus dripped. The darkness was wriggling, awakened by the breath of cursed blood in the air.

　　 Then, one after another deformed spirits of birth emerged from the darkness.

　　 Dozens, hundreds, come forward...

　　 overwhelming, filled with all the darkness.

　　 They opened their eyes silently, and cast cold glances at the ‘takeaway’ that they could not help themselves.

　　 Huaishi's smile stiffened on his face.

　　 A fiery heart is cool and clear in an instant.