Chapter 1065: Got the Wrong One

There was a moment of deathly silence.

Even the workshop owner couldn't believe it.

Perhaps he was surprised by his arrogance.

Such a big statement without any shame...

A mere third-level person actually tried to stand shoulder to shoulder with the ruler.

But for some reason, when Huai Shi said these words, the workshop owner couldn't help but feel a chill, as if that damn bitch was standing in front of him.

But not like that damn woman.

She is always expressionless, even when it comes to killing and destruction...

But Huaishi was different. Even when he was besieged by ten times or a hundred times more enemies, and countless deaths occurred before his eyes, he still maintained that disturbing smile.

His empty fingers clenched slightly.

Without any warning, the slender sword blade emerged from his hand, and with his movements, bright light gathered here, and the light of the Sword of Virtue burst out.

Tearing apart the eternal night in hell.

Since the divine nature change blessed by the King of Light was poured into it, it has glowed with brilliance and fierce light that is dozens of times more than before. It is as light as nothing, rising into the sky, cutting through the eternal clouds and fog.

The dazzling light stung every pupil.

But before the workshop owner could react, Huai Shi stepped forward and slashed down with the sword blade!

The factory roared and roared.

In the control room, the workshop owner roared angrily and pulled off the lever, causing the big blurry mouth to spit out countless pale foams. Those sticky foams flew in the air, like rapidly growing fences, absorbing the energy. All sources, disasters and even hells precipitate and grow rapidly.

But when that majestic light flashed away, not only the others, but even the workshop owner was stunned.

It's like a hallucination.

No harm at all.

Only the shrill wind seemed to carry distant ridicule, causing the workshop owner's face to turn red instantly——

That seemingly terrifying and majestic slash of light was nothing more than a show-off!

What a show!

"Sorry, I got the wrong one."

Huai Shi smiled apologetically, and the phantom of the Sword of Virtue in her right hand dissipated, and then, a sharp blade burst out from the left hand hidden in her waist.

"This is the right one," he said.

Resentment!

The crows of the crows disappeared in a flash, and in an instant, the resentment penetrated the foam defense against the source matter and energy, crossed the almost non-existent distance between them, and penetrated into the huge face on the front of the fortress.

The forty-nine-point-nine-meter-long imperial sword was blood red all over.

Countless crow-feather-like textures emerged from the blade, and even the sound of friction against the steel was as shrill as the neighing of iron crows.

Sweep!

Under the blessing of the Ultimate Symphony, it seemed that even the sound of the sun boat under his feet was integrated into Huai Shi's body, and along with him, he burst out with infinite power.

High temperature and shock suddenly burst out from Huai Shi's body, tearing her coat and shirt apart, revealing her arms that turned into steel.

Hold the blade tightly.

Power that was comparable to this exaggerated scale burst out from his hands, pressing down the blade inch by inch, tearing apart all obstacles with force, leaving new cracks on the twisted face.

Staggered like a cross.

The huge mouth that was originally biting the sun ship was torn apart by this sharp and sharp sweep. Then, as Huai Shi turned around, the blade whirled like a dancing step, contracted and surged again, and slashed towards the mechanical arm that controlled the solar ship in the workshop.

As a result, the screams never stopped, and a new climax broke out.

When tearing slashes appeared on the two giant arms, it was difficult for the workshop fortress to restrain the movement of the sun ship. Under the terrifying power of full-power propulsion, even the steel glowed with a twisted wail.

Get out of the cage!

Just like that, in front of that huge, angry and distorted face, the sun boat rose into the sky again, riding the ripples of the Styx, and galloping away.

"Don't think about it! Don't think about it!!!"

The workshop owner roared, and Bastion's huge body turned quickly. His thick arms stretched out and grabbed the stern of the ship. Countless ropes stretched out from the cracks in the arms, entangled in the hull of the ship as if alive, and contracted.

Ignore the artillery fire.

The solar ship suddenly stagnated, and its speed suddenly stopped again. The keel shook violently, and the twisted steel made bursts of high-pitched and sharp sounds.

At this moment, there is no longer any thought to save costs.

Even though his heart was pounding, the workshop owner had already realized in his heart that it was time to bleed heavily.

From the beginning to now, even in the waiting process, this factory is still running continuously and accumulating products.

Loot, produce, dump.

This is something engraved in the instinct of every workshop owner.

It is this endless desire for profit and the huge profits brought by monopoly technology that have made the Hell Workshop owners the rulers.

At its peak, based on the nineteen rulers numbered first nineteen, countless branches of workshops were distributed at different depths, connected by supply chains and business contracts between each other, forming a covering A huge production mechanism from the deep zone to the abyssal dark zone.

The greater the number, the stronger the power they can exert, and they are not afraid of even the established forces such as the subjugated country and the corrupt sect.

Unfortunately, harmony between workshop owners was never possible.

The more people gather in one place, the more benefits and rewards they need. If the external benefits cannot satisfy their greed, then they will start fighting among themselves, and sometimes the war will start automatically before it even starts. Cannibalize each other.

Therefore, most of the time, they are scattered in different places, constantly dumping towards different hells, plundering huge profits, and then using this profit to strengthen themselves, they can plunder more...

Until you own the entire abyss.

That's how it should be.

But just after the failure of the decisive battle with the Sea of ​​Thunder in the last war of all realms, the situation began to take a turn for the worse.

The sharp stabbing pain in the back caused by the eternally frozen heart of the furnace had not yet dissipated, but the bitch who had rejected their invitation actually broke free from her cage.

From then on, life became difficult...

Once upon a time, they chose to invest generously because they saw the potential of Suncaster. Now, when the woman who violated the production rules began to take revenge, they once again deeply felt the pain bred from this long-lasting hatred.

In less than half a year, their long-prepared revitalization plan came to nothing.

NO.14, NO.9, and NO.5, three of the ten remaining rulers in the production sequence were thrown into the heart of the eternal freezing furnace by her, losing all their property and profits in eternal torture.

As a direct supplier and sub-group of NO.14, if NO.77 cannot prove its capabilities and efficiency in a short period of time, it may be completely merged by NO.1, lose its independence and trademark, and be forced into bankruptcy. liquidation.

At that time, not only will the only factory be forcibly merged into the No. 1 Yongshi Group, but he himself will also become the No. 1 company in the cubicle under the terms of the loans and liabilities in the contract. 1 A machine that handles endless reports!

This is its only chance!

The moment he pulled down the red joystick while enduring the pain of his heart twitching, the huge face on top of the activated fortress suddenly widened his eyes.

Streams of hot steam were sprayed out from between the mouth and nose, and countless bright red banners were already falling from the top of the factory along with the high-pitched and exciting music.

From this moment on, the ‘Hell Shopping Festival’ begins!

Countless murmurs and high-pitched neighs sounded from the ears of every living creature, and countless preferential measures were repeated endlessly.

'Get one thousand off if you spend more than one thousand', 'Get eight hundred off if you spend more than eight hundred', 'A rare opportunity, don't miss it', 'Trillion subsidies, direct discounts', 'Disaster giveaway', 'Buy two for second-hand mining manuscripts and get one free' ', 'Interest-free installment for silicone wives', 'Limited reservations for out-of-print ruler statues', 'Get coupons now to participate in zero-yuan sales'...

Countless strange sounds come and go, disturbing every rational soul and bringing endless temptation.

As the overwhelming advertisements spread out, the gaping mouth on the fortress once again opened to a frightening scale, and countless large and small packages spurted out from the assembly line like a torrential rain!

Clearance sale!

Those cardboard boxes with weird legs and feet gathered into a tidal wave, falling from the sky, and in an instant they covered the entire deck of the solar boat.

And when the carton package was opened, what spilled out from it were countless strange foams with a foul odor.

Although countless heart-pounding outlines are constantly changing, the malice and ferocity within them are difficult to conceal. The moment they appear, they begin to quickly corrode the deck of the ship, connecting with each other, forming a world between reality and illusion. The outline covers almost half of the solar boat.

If what is promoted in countless leaflets and advertisements is a luxurious dream that is out of reach and requires all assets and loans to be bought, then what is produced in the workshop at this moment is out-and-out. nightmare!

The eternal nightmares extracted from one solidified soul after another have been carefully processed and segmented, and then decorated with beautiful forms, bewitching one unlucky person one after another to fall deeply into it, until the other party also becomes part of the product... …

There is no need for after-sales service, no three-guarantee certificate, or any standard verification. The moment the product is purchased, the customer has become a new product.

These are the business rules of hell.

——NO77·Nightmare Workshop!

At this moment, the endless nightmares merged into one in the foam, forming a strange and huge monster, which began to quickly devour the sun ship.

Assimilated by the nightmare, the thick armor gradually became transparent, being pulled into the nightmare bit by bit...

On the collapsed deck, Huai Shi could almost imagine Raymond screaming like he was mourning.

But at this moment, he could no longer care about dealing with the attacks and erosion from the workshop owners.

Because an out-and-out threat was right in front of him.

Falling from the sky!

When the brilliant wings slowly retracted, the ruler slowly raised his compassionate and weeping face, and raised the spear, sword and shield in his hand.

Aiming at the prey in front of him.

"Give up resistance, people in this situation." He declared solemnly: "This is how you can walk onto the altar of my Lord in the most complete posture."

Behind him, countless hunting angels turned into dark clouds, swooped down from the sky, and began to attack fiercely under the influence of the workshop owner!

The Tormenting Knights were shrouded in gray mist and turned into a torrent, sweeping towards the broken hull.

Heaven and earth, in all directions.

They are all enemies.

They have no way to escape.

In the brief silence, Huai Shi looked around, full of curiosity: "Seriously, could the situation be any worse?"

As if hearing his expectations and calls, the generous hell fulfilled all the wishes for disaster. In terms of despair, the abyss never makes people despair.

There was a sudden loud roar above the shattered sky.

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared.

Accompanied by the sea breeze and the stench of blood, a giant more than three meters tall appeared at the end of the deck. All the Prey Angels and Torment Knights where he landed were burned to ashes by the escaping electric light.

They were the Skull Hunters from the Thunder Sea, twin gnomes blessed by the two rulers of the Growing Moon and the Dark Tide. Holding the heavy battle ax in his hand, he raised his two completely different heads and looked around.

"Who is Huai Shi?"

Although he asked this question, those two pairs of eyes had already locked onto Huai Shi's position, staring at his head, full of hunger, thirst and salivation.

"Yes, that's right, it's me."

In the final silence before the war came, Huai Shi raised his hand and asked curiously: "Let me ask, do you have the habit of coming first, first served?

For example—"

He glanced at the ruler in front of him and the twin dwarfs behind him, and suggested: "——Line up?"

At that moment, identical ferocious smiles appeared on the faces of the Dominator's Mask of Compassion and the twin dwarfs.

The answer is, no!

Go out to have a hot pot meal and come back in the evening to continue.