Apocalyptic Forecast

Waiting for dusk.

In silence, three people looked at each other in the front cab, frowning.

Huaixi probe, through the window, he can see the decadent scene in the decrepit station outside, as well as the sun falling from the crack of the rain shed.

It is not clear whether the sunshine here is a natural phenomenon or a reflection in the abyss, or what a terrible miracle and disaster.

But generally speaking, this should be the hottest time of noon.

If there is a real day-night cycle here, I am afraid that dusk still has a long time to come. But the question is-why should we wait for dusk?

And why is there no one in the built station?

After Andrea pondered for a long time, she suddenly asked, "Does our signal respond?"

"Too much clutter. The source and quality signals here are attenuating too fast, and conventional communication methods are not used. And the branch is in a silent state of communication for a long time, and may not respond to us."

Raymond said: "We can only wait."

In other words, after leaving the Ivory Tower, their support team came to hell, but the bizarre lost contact with the branch code-named Iron Crystal.

It seems that when I traveled far away, I found that the door was closed, and I couldn't live in the guest house with the letter of introduction.

No one can be reached if you want to make a phone call.

Only by feeling the strange eyes around on the empty street, only then did I find that I knew nothing about the local area.

"Is it possible that something is wrong with the iron crystal seat?"

Huaixi estimated the degree of dust accumulation and decay outside the window, feeling that at least one or two months had no one to manage, and could not help but be vigilant.

The worst plan may be that the iron pedestal is good before they go out, and the iron pedestal will disappear after arriving at the place ...

But such a big thing, the school will not let them continue to jump into the pit.

Even if Russell was desperate and wanted to arrange a death method for Huai Shi, he wouldn't tie him so many people with backs. Compared to this, he was willing to believe that they encountered an unknown undercurrent when they dived, and accidentally crossed the time and came to several years later.

In hell, anything possible and impossible can happen.

It ’s just a matter of chance.

After silently recollecting the abyss survival manual that Lucien gave to himself, Huai Shi still had nothing to do-in many cases, there are no more countermeasures that are actually useless. When facing the status quo, always make Make a decision.

Otherwise, you can only stand still and sit still.

Would you like to wait here for a good time, a kun came up from the sky and opened the mouth to nibble at the station.

This is just the easiest way to die.

In the strange strange hells all over the unknown, no one knows whether his actions will call for a deeper scourge.

Sometimes only the two evils can be chosen as the lighter, and drink as little as possible as soon as you die of thirst.

"Enclose the compartment, armor the overhead armor, and give priority to maintaining the operation of the depth balancer."

Leader Andrea looked up and made the first decision: "I remember Raymond your car came with you?"

"Well, there is a driver in hell." Raymond pinched the cigarette and asked, "Let the students go up? The instruments are all stuffed inside, it will be a little crowded."

"It's better to be wider than the coffin. You don't have to manage that much, so you do." Andrea said: "Stay outside, and the help at the critical time may not be more chaotic."

"Are we going to wait?"

Huaixi asked, and finally took a look at the stele: "Is it possible that it is a trick of the Ivy League? Or is it that ... we went in the wrong place?"

"Abyssal sneaking requires dual guidance and identification of existing lighthouses and destination beacons. The Ivy League may have the potential to interfere with the operation of the lighthouse, but before making the determination that the Astronomical Society will send the yellow pages, it is absolutely not dare to have such a key place Any action. Moreover, with their technical ability, they want to crack and imitate the beacon of the Ivory Tower ... it is still three hundred years earlier. "

Andrea finally glanced at the stele and told him: "There is nothing wrong with the master's handwriting on the stele. If it were not for him, I am afraid that the stele and the surrounding signs will not be left. Don't worry about the authenticity.

Before we entered hell, we had already reached the signal from the outside. As a volunteer who does not know the specific situation, it is better to follow the instructions of the Grand Master. "

Grand Master, the highest honor awarded by the Stone Kettle Society after alchemy reached its peak.

But generally speaking, after reaching this level, will the Oroishi Kettle Society still say two things. It's as if the creators never cared about the scholars who saw the award with red eyes.

No one cares about those trivial praises.

Today, there are only 11 Grand Masters in the world, and there is only one in the Ivory Tower. That was the fire-bearer who led the construction of the world ’s largest frontier crystal furnace thirty-one years ago. The highest person in charge in this **** zone, the direct governor and builder of the Iron Crystal Block-Mikhail. Ivanovich Zaitsev.

In the catalog of border relics, there are more than 400 alchemy recipes derived from his theory and inspiration. Nowadays, all the qualitative research can not be circumvented "The Summary of Crystallized Material Quenching" is from his hands. And this thing is just a draft he casually wrote while waiting for his ex-wife to make up when he was 29 ...

Now Huaixi's alchemy has not even been able to enter the research field of people forty years ago.

Such giants let them wait here, then they have to wait.

Wait until the sky falls apart.

I have to say that although the situation is so strange and complicated today, after hearing the name of Grand Master from Andrea's mouth, Huai Shi also breathed a sigh of relief.

It is equivalent to a deadly horror game that directly finds the Raiders.

Don't get out of the car, pull down the curtains, keep the room temperature, and keep the lighting on.

Then ... wait for dusk.

Soon, the layered armor emerged from the body with a low sound, the overlap expanded, and the entire train was directly wrapped in it, like an iron turtle.

The slender train shrank by almost a third of its length.

All the students followed the instructions to the warehouse and entered Raymond's car.

The armor isolates the inside and outside, Raymond's truck adds a layer of protection, and the depth balancer maintains the depth of the car and resists the erosion of the abyss.

Under the protection of triple matryoshka, before the three of Huai Shi's leaders did not die, they would never be in trouble.

The next step is to wait patiently.

They sat in front of the monitor and stared at the decaying station outside. Despite the reminder of the Grand Master, it was inevitable that he was still heavy, not daring to relax at all, let alone chatting.

But the more you wait, the more Huai Shi feels ... something is wrong.

time.

He lowered his head, took out his phone and looked at the time above. If he remembered correctly, five hours had passed since they came here.

The sunlight outside has not changed.

Not even a slight attenuation.

He was stunned for a moment, and he was shocked: There are always problems with the day and night in this place ... I am afraid that there is no way to apply the 24-hour system every day.

Daytime for three to four months and night for half a year.

For the dusk, only a few days.

Just as he looked up to speak, his body suddenly stiffened in place, as if falling into an ice cellar, unable to move, only the premonition of surging death rose from the spine, freezing him.

In the monitor monitor directly opposite him, I don't know when, a dull face has emerged.

Like a bloated face after drowning, there are no features and expressions.

Only one right eye, which is so large and almost abnormal, occupies one third of the space on the face. Drops of water dripping down the hair against the forehead.

It's as if you can see the Huai poetry behind the monitor.

Across the camera and monitor, look straight at it. Huai Shi's face gradually reflected in his eyes without any expression.

It saw itself.

In the silence, Huai Shi also looked back calmly.

In his hands, sharp steel crystals multiplied rapidly, rubbing against each other, bursting into sparks, and a deep, almost roaring low voice sounded.

In the gaze of that eye, Huai Shi pressed the sword, motionless. But the muscles beneath the skin are slightly rippling like running water ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It seems that the bowstring is gradually tightening.

A tingling and cracking pain emerged from his face, staring at that eye. With the skin peeling off, the underlying muscles seemed to come alive, detached from the Achilles tendon, dancing slowly, touching His cheeks.

Chill is approaching inch by inch.

Huaishi held his breath.

The blue tendon collapsed in the hand holding the sword.

In the stillness like death, his eyes never blinked again, the sword of virtue roared angrily, but he couldn't stop the death gray spreading from Huai Shi's skin

A burst of cold sensation emerged from the inside of my lungs, as if thrown into a frozen river, and a thick liquid wrapped in crushed ice and blood flowed out of the mouth and nose.

On the screen, the dull face lifted slightly, and the corner of the mouth slowly hooked up a stiff arc.

Seems to smile.

It was at that moment that the hot light leaped out of thin air from the narrow cockpit.

It seems that the scorching sun suddenly came here.

Huai Shi burst into a storm and took a step forward.

In the thin body, the silent young sacred sacred mark suddenly shocked, unfolding the miraculous miracle from the abyss among the mighty torrents.

After a long savings, the sword blade roared and thundered from the tremor. Above the sharp blade, there was a tremendous glare that could not be seen directly.

The silence was crushed by this shocking low note.

Under the transcription of the performance method, the prelude of "The Fifth Symphony" was unveiled.

It was like the knock on the door suddenly coming from the vast night.

It is destiny, and destiny is knocking on the door.

With Huai Shi's arms waving, the sound of fate burst out here.

The gleam of light flashed away!

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