Chapter 1069 Hello

When the final circuit was connected, the anger brewing in the heart of the furnace during the long journey and the desolation of waiting to return to the battlefield after seventy years followed the surge of source material and inspired such a shining brilliance.

The main engine unit, the auxiliary engine unit, the third engine unit... and even all the power of the entire ship were directed towards the huge gun body, causing the incomplete main gun to burn red.

The sound of the boiling sea tide echoed in the narrow cavity, and in the end, it turned into a roar that shook the entire world.

The light of anger that condensed into a solid body rushed towards the workshop owner, breaking through and tearing apart the layers of shields, swallowing the face instantly.

In the next moment, it burned, melted, penetrated, and penetrated deep into the interior of the fortress. Like a torrent that burst a dam, it quickly spread to warehouses, production lines, keels, cabins, narrow corridors, and even gorgeous halls and offices... everything. All were ignited by flames in the light.

In the end, it shot through the wall behind the workshop like a piercing sword, stained with a sad blood red.

Radiating towards the sky.

The narrow beam actually broke through three depths, forming a fleeting flash of light in the dark abyss.

Immediately afterwards, there was a shattering sound like a scream.

The torn and melted face widened its eyes and struggled hard, with dozens of arms and legs constantly stepping on the sun ship.

It seemed that he was still insulting something in some hellish dialect, but the voice was too vague and trembling, and no one could hear it clearly.

No matter how the opponent struggled or attacked, the red dragon clung to the fortress in front of it and never let go.

Like a dying mad dog.

Eyes scarlet.

When the workshop owner shouted something into the distance behind him, he found that no one responded there. Only the painful cry for help echoes through the depths, gradually disappearing into the scar zone.

In the end, he seemed to finally understand something.

He roared angrily.

The huge fortress actually tore itself apart from the waist, abandoning important components, and the dilapidated fortress factory finally broke free from the gnawing force of the solar ship.

Countless nightmare foam emerged from the cracks and quickly covered his body, making him translucent again and transforming into the form of source matter.

Running for his life.

Those who are fast are like ghosts without mass.

But even a disembodied ghost has shackles that cannot be escaped...

"Huai Shi!!!"

At that moment, Raymond roared loudly.

On the deck at the stern of the ship, Huai Shi waved his hand and threw the ruler's body into the ruins. Then, an afterimage flashed and emerged from behind Professor Anton. He stepped on the hot cannon body and raised his own His right hand shrouded the workshop that was quickly moving away.

In an instant, the snake's shadow stretched forward from the ground.

In an instant, it spanned a distance of several kilometers, rose from the ground, and wrapped itself around the nightmare-turned-workshop out of thin air, with sadness accompanying it like a shadow.

Bondage!

Under the deck that was directly crushed, a huge winch rose up, and after shaking off the giant anchor, it was connected to the Rope of Sorrow.

The welding light flashed for a moment, and then countless sparks burst out from the speeding winch.

The running workshop came to an abrupt stop, staggering, and took a step back under the shackles and pull of the rope of sorrow.

A deep and desperate ravine was left in the ground.

The workshop owner roared.

The dilapidated fortress was lying on the ground, trying hard to grab something, but there was nothing except sand and bones.

Just like that, under the tow of the solar boat, it slid back one step again.

The solar boat now seems to have really turned into the sun.

Countless blazing steam surged out from the cracks in the ship's hull. When the huge engine nozzle slowly turned its angle and spit out streams of blazing fire, terrifying power burst out from the chains.

The heart of rock and iron frantically sucked in the remaining life around it, pulsing continuously, emitting deafening thunder every time.

In this way, the huge fortress was pulled behind like a cargo box, constantly rolling and bouncing.

At the end, there was a sudden brake, the direction was reversed, countless cracks appeared in the tight chains, and the Nightmare Workshop had risen from the ground, flew into the sky, drew a terrifying arc, defeated the dark clouds, and was in the sky again. Under the drag of the chain, it fell towards the ground.

After a crack was plowed out among the still-dead ratmen, it hit the ground again like a meteorite, and countless steel parts flew out from it.

Mixed with the whines and screams of the workshop owner.

Amidst the stinking foam everywhere, the Nightmare Workshop tried to restart, and the incomplete chain saw kept cutting into the tight iron chains on the body.

When a tear-like lone star streaked behind the empty sky, the movement came to an abrupt end.

The huge and dilapidated workshop is rapidly fading, leaving only outlines drawn by ink, losing weight, color and even thickness.

In the end, it became as light as a piece of paper.

As the thick cover closed, it appeared in Foster's hands.

——Record of events · "Les Miserables"!

Now, there are no more enemies on the earth.

But on the bridge, Raymond didn't even have time to take a breath before he pushed the output gear all the way, ignoring the whining engines and ship hulls. He even dropped a large amount of armor and damaged equipment in order to reduce the load, and galloped at a speed that was close to self-destruction. In hell.

Because above the sky, behind the broken clouds, endless shadows slowly emerged.

Following the trumpet's command, behemoths descended from the distant depths one after another. More hells, more enemies, and more monsters were rushing towards this battlefield.

Shrouded in countless gorgeous aurora-like neons, they were like insects on a spider web that had temporarily taken a breather, unable to escape the malice that seemed to envelope the entire abyss.

"Thirty-one, thirty-two...thirty-four..."

On the bridge, Snail brought desperate news: "There are more than forty legions approaching us."

"Is there any difference between twenty, thirty and forty? They are all dead!"

Raymond rolled his eyes: "You can't say anything useful!"

"Okay." Odum suggested in an obedient manner: "Turn a little to the left ahead, there are still ten minutes to go, and someone has fired a cannon -"

"What the hell?"

Raymond was stunned for a moment, only to feel his eyes go dark.

And just on the overheated main gun, Huai Shi looked up and saw the huge shadow coming from the clouds, and the island chasing them like a swimming fish...

It seemed as if it had been pulled directly from the mountains by a giant, thrown into the sky, and stayed on the sky for eternity.

The terrifying scale that was almost like an asteroid hung high in the darkness.

Countless palaces carved out of the rock walls shine with the light of miracles, just like Olympus reappearing in hell, a majestic mountain recreated in hell by solidified alchemists!

With such a solid and ferocious posture, it is not an exaggeration to call it the Palace of Hell.

Now it has completely degenerated from [Miracles Mark: Foundation of Olympus] to the crystallization of disaster - Tartarus, the place where demons feast!

"Say hello to our old friend."

In the darkest place at the top of the Demon Palace, He Di grinned, relying on the induction of his soul to look down at his opponent at the end of his powerful crossbow, "This is your burial place!"

Suddenly, a low drum beat burst out from the Demon Palace.

Echoing the fragments floating in the abyss, thumb-sized flames appeared on the neon sky.

Under the transportation of the ladder to heaven, one piece after another huge fragments of hell were transported to this depth. After being transformed by the secret ritual, countless stars fell from the sky.

The burning stars erupted and roared, dragging tails of flames as they fell from the darkness of the abyss.

Like a heavy rainstorm.

Swallow the tiny solar ship.

The earth wails, the spreading fire rises with the huge mushroom cloud, and everything is buried in the terrifying temperature. In a flash, he escaped the first wave of bombardment.

But then, the solar boat was like a dead leaf, flying involuntarily in the aftermath of the storm and rolling in the wind.

The secrets shrouding the ship continued to break apart.

Gregory roared hoarsely, and the skinny shepherd stepped on the earthquake of the secret ritual like nails, and forced the shield up with his hands.

The skin cracked rapidly, and the thick blood evaporated in the high temperature leaked from the engine before it even flowed out.

Now I no longer care about whether it will affect the operation of the technological equipment on the ship. Except for the engine and transmission system, which are still running wildly, everything else has been shut down.

Save every bit of strength to maintain the integrity of the hull.

The galloping along with destruction is still stubbornly continuing!

Like a tired wild dog galloping on a dead road, refusing to look back!

"Then, do it again—"

Hedi's five fingers spread out and twirled slightly, and the flash of the secret illuminated the malicious smile: "Double, quadruple, and more!"

Suddenly, the meteorites scattered all over the sky suddenly stagnated, and their falling direction began to shift towards the sun ship.

Lock down the strugglers on the earth.

Leap from the night sky and fall from the sky with destruction!

"Speed ​​up, speed up!"

Huaishi roared, pressing his palm on the heart of rock and iron, and he did not hesitate to throw the tragic faces, rulers and even dwarf skull hunters stored in Guixu towards the beating heart.

The heart greedily swallowed up every drop of blood. Behind the thin stone skin, the electric light in the atrium surged and thunder sounded again.

At the rear of the solar ship, dozens of nozzles twitched and shook violently, splitting into twice the number. The flames spurted, pushing the huge hull to accelerate again!

Around the hull, the remaining fine waves of the Styx have turned into huge waves.

They were running wild.

Race against time.

But death is still close at hand.

Countless meteorites are chasing after them, as if they have ignored inertia and potential energy, and they will not give up until they achieve their goals!

"It's locked ahhhhhh-"

Raymond screamed, clutching the joystick tightly in the daze caused by massive blood loss. The red dragon had not spoken a word since a few minutes ago.

"Foster give me the book!!!"

In the communication, Huai Shi shouted below the deck. The panting captain untied the buckle on his waist regardless of stabilizing his body. The heavy tome encapsulated in copper sheets flew out towards Huai Shi and fell into his hands. In his hand, he quickly turned it over.

The phantom of the event spirit Kondra appeared on the title page, helping Huai Shi push the page to turn around, and then quickly froze at the end.

Huaishi took a deep breath, grabbed the remaining railing on the deck, and raised the tome in her hand toward the countless meteorites chasing behind the ship.

Essence infusion.

Between the fine writing, the frozen illustration came to life again. Given color, shape, appearance, outline, and volume.

That's the nightmare workshop that was just banned!

At this moment, before the workshop owner, who was finally free, had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw countless terrifying flames coming towards his face...

At that moment, there was only time to let out a final cry.

"What the hell...why?"

The next moment, the workshop was swallowed up by countless meteorites.

Those overlapping destructive forces were completely triggered.

A skeleton strong enough to withstand the bombardment of large-caliber main guns, a treasury strong enough to hold countless wealth, products that have not yet been sold, slaves bound to the production line, and cocoon production that every workshop owner will start at the moment of death. …

Everything evaporated in the firelight and disappeared without a trace.

Only the broken remains, after drawing a heartbreaking arc, rose into the sky, fell on the Demon Palace, and were nailed into the soil.

It was a broken pillar.

At the top, the broken wall lamp still stubbornly bloomed with the last glimmer of light.

Under the suspension of those cables, the workshop owner turned into a charred corpse, swaying alone in the wind.

The last tear of sadness slipped down slowly.

No more sound.

And right in the center of the explosion, the crazily flashing solar ship was unable to escape the aftermath. Countless hull parts were scattered, and the engine at the tail burst.

In the waves, they rolled violently from the ground, drawing ravines, as if they had hit something invisible.

There was a crisp cracking sound.

Countless cracks emerged from the flickering void, spreading rapidly like broken glass. In the end, under the impact of the aftermath of destruction, the illusion and blockade that had lasted for a long time were completely broken!

After the blockade, a thick fog spewed out like a tidal wave.

spread.

Completely submerged the broken solar boat.

Disappear.

.

The violent rolling and collision lasted for who knows how long.

In the terrifying turmoil that was spinning around the world, Huai Shi only remembered to tie everyone together with the rope of sorrow, and tried his best to prop up Gui Xu.

But under the weak Stigmata's operation, even Guixu can no longer maintain it.

In the dilapidated cabin, there was darkness, with only the last sparks of electricity flickering.

Huai Shi gasped, propped up her body, and looked at the world outside the crack... there was only a fog and vague outlines.

What he saw in front of him was almost unbelievable.

ecstasy.

He even left the enemies chasing behind him behind.

"Here we are?"

"perhaps."

On the floor, the rusty snail with a cracked shell was already surviving tenaciously, even if its internal organs were squeezed out from the wound.

Huai Shi frowned: "What do you mean roughly?"

"It probably means, even I'm not sure."

Oldham replied helplessly: "Since 70 years ago, no rusty snails can survive in the surrounding area...

Therefore, you need to be prepared, Mr. Huai Shi, maybe the monsters brought by the deep intrusion are still here. "

Huai Shi was silent for a moment, looking down at it indifferently: "In other words, there may be a trap ahead, right?"

"Perhaps. Everything is up to you to judge, Your Excellency Huai Shi."

Oldham answered calmly: "It is normal for a hell creature like me to be untrustworthy, and it is right to be wary.

However, we have arrived at our destination and soon you should be able to see what you are looking for. "

It paused and spoke in a complicated tone:

"Although, the result may not be satisfactory..."

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At this moment, just above the wasteland, the endless thick fog filled the air and finally gradually dissipated.

The Demonic Palace hanging high in the sky stagnated slightly.

Overlooking everything in the distance.

It's like... unbelievable.

In the long silence, Hedi asked hoarsely: "Mathers, what is that?"

"That's who we used to be."

The Solidifier of the Golden Dawn looked at the world under the mist, and his eyes gradually became compassionate and nostalgic, "Perhaps, this is the ignorant nature of the Utopia."

Hedi said nothing.

For a long time, in silence, it was no longer possible to restrain the ridicule and malice surging in my chest.

Laugh out loud.

Almost tears streaming down my face.

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When Huaishi stood on the broken deck again, the wind from the past blew in the distance.

The mist rolled in, gradually thinning in the aftermath of the explosion.

But here, neither the outpost nor the former base can be seen.

Among the broken bricks and tiles all over the ground, there were countless huge corpses piled up like mountains.

The earth was torn apart by some terrifying force, leaving an invisible bottomless valley that spread straight forward, as if it was extending to the end of hell.

Right in the center of the crack was a corpse so huge that even hell couldn't contain it.

A giant beast that towers over the mountains.

Countless crystalline pillars were interspersed on its body, which had long been dimmed, with only a faint glow shining. On its chest is a terrifying gap.

The strike that once pierced the earth completely killed the terrifying thing from the bottom of the abyss.

All that remained was the huge corpse.

Countless blood-like thick mist flowed out from the crack in its chest. Even after seventy years, it has not flowed out...

And in the middle of the mountains of bones, there was only a low forest on the only flat piece of land.

Tombstones, the forest formed.

Like flowers growing from the bones of the deceased, they bloom silently and spread to the ends of the world.

On the tombstone, those entangled rusty nameplates sway slightly in the wind, emitting bursts of tiny sounds that will last into eternity.

The heroes of the past rest here.

Together with the monsters from the bottom of the abyss.

Guarding them was a steel wreckage covered in dust.

It was as if it had been completely burned and broken in the middle... The majestic and cold appearance of the past had become so decadent and full of traces of rust.

It has already died together with its enemies.

Silently fell into the abyss.

Seventy years...

This is their destination.

"..."

In this eternal silence, everyone looked up at the world in front of them, silent, and mourned for everything that had passed away.

For a long time, Huai Shi lowered his head tiredly and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Laugh at yourself…

Look, Huaishi, this is the end of the journey.

You are arrogant and claim to be the successor, so proudly embarking on this expedition, despite all the hardships, to come here, wanting to rebuild the great cause of the past, and want to receive the legacy of the heroes.

But heroes don't have a legacy left behind.

When the stars burn out, all that is left are ashes...

You should have understood:

——In the face of disaster, how can a hero withdraw?

As early as seventy years ago, they never thought about looking back.

No matter how strict the instructions are, no matter how desperate the situation is, they will not stop.

He did not expect the arrival of the so-called savior, nor did he leave his mission to his successors. When the torrent of disaster poured in, they chose to become enemies of the abyss.

From beginning to end, I never took a step back.

Alone and fighting against everything.

Even if you sacrifice everything.

Now, apart from this proud ashes, what other treasures can they give to future generations?

No more.

But Huai Shi didn't feel disappointed even though he gained nothing.

Even if there was only dust here, he couldn't feel any anger.

He felt that maybe he had already gone crazy, just like those ancestors in the past. The shadow of death was clearly following closely behind him, but when he saw everything in front of him, he couldn't help but want to cheer for the deceased.

"How lucky we are to meet you today."

Seventy years later, the belated successor stretched out his hand, touched the wreckage in front of him, and extended his greetings:

"Hello, Nautilus——"