Chapter 1070 Goodbye

In seventy years of silence, there was no sound.

Those souls who have passed away in the past can no longer respond to the greetings from the present. Only the nameplates on countless tombstones still sing quietly in the wind.

In the silence, Huai Shi raised his head and looked up at the increasingly gray sky.

From the current state to hell, in just half a month, they gradually went deeper into the abyss until they came here. The hardships and hardships experienced are nothing compared with the predecessors buried here.

Now, their journey is finally over.

Unfortunately, it was still too late after all.

"Can you still move?"

Huai Shi took a deep breath, turned around and looked behind her, "Everyone, we may have to walk for a while."

"We're almost out of gas."

Raymond sighed softly and patted the keel of the solar boat: "It depends on how far you can go."

"It's a small thing."

Foster lowered his head to put a bandage on his left hand and replied calmly: "I am a senior member of the extreme sports club. I just want to walk a few hundred kilometers..."

"Then you have to carry me on your back when the time comes." Gregory said, "My waist slipped."

"...Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." The chief engineer sighed helplessly, took off the shotgun without bullets, and handed it to him: "Just use it as a crutch."

"also."

Gregory weighed it and said, "It's just a little heavy."

As long as it works, why do you need to care so much?

In the end, Huai Shi remained silent and looked at Anton in the front.

Among the low tombstones, the old professor lowered his head and stared at one of them. He bent down, took off his helmet, and half-knelt on the ground.

It's like meeting the dead again.

He said something silently.

Lower your head.

Soon, he turned around and returned.

Only two time-honored nameplates are left, wrapped around the tombstone, as if returning to his hometown.

"Do we need to rest for a while?" Huai Shi asked, "We still have some time."

"No need." The old man shook his head, "As you said, meeting and parting are always in a hurry, isn't it? I am satisfied to be able to see you again."

Just like that, Anton finally turned back and took another look.

"Goodbye, everyone."

He whispered goodbye.

Just like that, they turned around and stepped onto the gangway of the solar boat again.

Soon, the dilapidated warship started the engine again, turned around, turned around from the gradually thinning fog, walked out, and returned to the desolate hell.

Return to your own battlefield.

When the molten fire in the sky is exhausted, the earth is filled with cracks and ravines.

This world stained red by blood is shrouded in the bright neon of the ladder to heaven. The devil's palace hangs high, indifferently overlooking this group of enemies who have no way to escape.

In hell, there is deathly silence.

There are only countless streams of light falling continuously from all depths.

Huge legions from the subjugated country appeared one after another on the land of hell. They had already spread out in array and turned into an endless black ocean.

All exits are completely blocked.

There is no escape.

In the dark sky, there are countless behemoths approaching quickly, tracing the aura from the heavenly lineage, and descending on this battlefield!

But in the gradually surging darkness, there were two strange rays of light falling from the sky.

Very fast.

It passed through the arrays and monsters from various hells unimpeded, and landed directly in front of the solar ship.

One is tall and one is short, one is fat and one is thin.

They were wearing white and black uniforms and held up their certificates in their hands. In the other hand, the document presented was stamped with hundreds of different seals.

That was a commissioner from the Hells Music Association and the Demon Cooking Competition.

In an instant, the whole hell seemed to have fallen into a brief stagnation.

Only uncontrollable anger surged, as if seeing a troublemaker!

The visitor did not waste this precious time and said directly to the figure on the bow: "Mr. Huaishi, you have a choice."

"Um?"

Huai Shi paused slightly while sharpening his sword, then raised his head in confusion: "Please speak."

"Just now, the association has made a decision regarding your matter."

The commissioner of the Hell Music Association said: "More than forty disaster musicians have unanimously recognized that you have amazing talents and have created many achievements that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

If you are willing to cooperate, the Hells Music Association will provide you with blessings. "

Beside him, the short fat man in a black suit nodded: "The same goes for the Kitchen Demon Committee."

"that is real good?"

Huai Shi thought for a moment and asked curiously: "So, what's the price?"

The two looked at each other, raised the documents in their hands that were stamped with numerous seals from the Music Association and the Kitchen Demon Organizing Committee, and showed Huai Shi the contents.

In the lower right corner of the document, the signature column is empty.

As long as Huaishi signs his name, he will be protected by the authority of both the Hell Music Association and the Kitchen Demon Organizing Committee.

But the price is the same.

"You need to receive the Seal of the Abyss and become a member of the Inner Circle."

The two said: "From now on, I will say goodbye to this situation and stay in hell forever."

In other words, receive solidification.

Be part of hell.

"With your qualifications, given time, you will definitely be able to become a new ruler, even the position of president of the association and organizing committee is no longer an issue."

"Please think again," the commissioner said.

"This is a bit troublesome."

Huai Shi thought for a moment and shook her head helplessly: "I'm sorry, although my pursuit of art has not faded at all... However, I feel that there are more important things to do.

Please allow me to refuse. "

"..."

The commissioner was silent for a moment, put away the documents in his hand, and bowed to say goodbye: "Then, I won't bother you anymore.

Thank you for your persistent pursuit of art. We guarantee that your name and the results you create will always be retained in the association. "

"It would be best if that could be done."

Huai Shi smiled and nodded: "Goodbye."

"goodbye."

The two commissioners turned and left, their figures flying away with the dim light.

Just like that, the last life-saving straw disappeared into the deepest part of hell.

"Leaving?" asked the kitten.

"Well, let's go." Huai Shi nodded: "Sorry, be more sensible and should choose that one."

"You guys, have you ever really been rational? Only a ghost would expect you people with the heavenly pedigree to have brains..."

Mao Mao snorted, smoking a cigarette, and his tone became depressed: "Tell me, does this count as an investment failure? I have been hiding for so many years, but I haven't escaped. This time, I really lost everything."

Huai Shi shook his head: "With me here, you can still escape, cancel the contract, and return to paradise."

"Forget it, why bother?"

Mao Mao shook his head, "It's here now. It's not my habit to withdraw my capital when things get bad. If you want to gamble, then you have to be willing to accept defeat."

He was silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said seriously: "Huai Shi, you must remember your promise."

"Don't think too much, kitten, I don't need to do anything more."

Huaishi said without looking back: "Our contract has been included in the black box of the solar ship. The moment the black box is destroyed, all the information will be sent to the present situation - even if I die, I will definitely Someone enforces it.”

Mao Mao was stunned and seemed to smile bitterly: "That's fine... In this case, even if you die, you won't have any regrets, right?"

"In the past, I thought that dying was not a big deal, it was just over and done with. Even though I was scared, it was inevitable one day.

But now, I feel that it would be a pity to die. I still have a home to go back to, and there are still people waiting for me there. It's best to be alive - so don't give up so early. "

Huai Shi thought for a moment and said seriously: "Before you die, everyone should live as much as possible."

"What about after death?" Gregory asked boredly as he cracked the last melon seeds.

"You're already dead, why do you still want so much?"

Huai Shi laughed, propped up her body, moved her body, slowly warmed up under countless malicious gazes, and stepped forward.

Just like that, looking up at the sky and waving.

"I am here."

He asked curiously, "Hedi! And the guys from the Golden Dawn... you are looking at me, right? What are you waiting for?"

In the dark sky, the Demon Palace stirred up waves from the dark clouds, brewing angry flashes.

But Huaishi spread his arms.

Smiling towards the abyss.

full of expectation.

Come on, come on, our war is not over yet.

Our battlefield is right here!

So, right behind him, the last remaining defeated generals regrouped and drew their swords toward hell!

"Did I hear laughter?" Hedi asked.

"Yes," Mathers replied: "Our enemies are laughing and not afraid."

"I know he's always been like this."

He Di nodded and remained silent, his expression convulsing and ferocious.

"It's that face that refuses to repent until death, which is the most annoying..."

At that moment, at the top of the Demon Palace, He Di's blackened eye holes burst out with light of anger and murderous intent. Faint flames enveloped his body and even covered the entire huge Demon Palace. .

On the battlefield, countless bones and blood seemed to have lost gravity, rising into the sky and gathering under the shadow of the Demon Palace.

The huge disaster slowly took shape from the shadow, the essence of the abyss was revealed in this crazy alchemy, and the terrifying power climbed endlessly in it.

Until the end, on the throne, Hedi's body and soul were dissolved in the flames.

Immediately, he was reborn from the gloomy whirlpool of disaster.

Countless ferocious limbs were intertwined with each other, as if they had turned into dragon wings. The giant creature covered in bones was struggling to crawl out of the whirlpool, as if it was giving birth from the womb of hell.

Reproduce the forbidden technique from Helios with massive deaths and sacrifices.

This is the power that Hedi has prepared for a long time, the top of the hell sequence, the man-made ruler!

Using the countless sins of the past as sacrifices, birth, growth, and death... countless selves are called out from the past and thrown into this furnace fire to cut off the future of destiny.

Achieve the eternal present.

——The Four Supreme Pillars Astaro!

At the moment of birth, countless people's cries burst out from the furnace. All life on the earth is like dust. Wherever the dim waves pass, they fall silently, like wheat under the strong wind. Body and soul were all plundered in Hedi's breath.

The long garment woven of bones seemed to be overwhelming, shrouding the entire battlefield in an eternal shadow.

But just above the sky, there is still a lingering shadow in He Di's brand-new eyes. The curse from Da Siming has permanently taken away one of his eyes.

He couldn't even recover from such a degree of rebirth!

"Sophora poems——"

Hedi roared, and in the void, skinny palms emerged out of thin air, pressing down on the earth, raining down destruction like thunder!

"..."

Outside the Demon Palace, Mathers, who was avoiding the aftermath of the disaster, pressed his hat and looked at the figure on the ground.

When I recalled the young man I first met on board the Stars, I couldn't help but shake my head.

They are obviously incompatible enemies, and this guy has repeatedly disrupted their plans, and even Woodman almost died in his hands. But Mathers unexpectedly couldn't hate it.

It's like facing countless companions who have stood in front of you.

A sigh of pity.

"He is a hero after all, what a pity."

He waved his hand and said behind him: "Go, Frankenstein - end the grudge between you and him."

In the double helix mystery that slowly unfolded behind Mathers, the huge monster that had been silent for a long time let out an angry hiss and roar. The alien species that was carefully collected and cultivated from countless abyssal bloodlines raised their strange eyes.

The strange body was so skinny and had the texture of trees, with wide mouths all over its body.

When the dim light illuminated the strange giant, it projected a ferocious shadow on the sky - as if it were a giant tree reaching to the sky and the earth.

There are no flowers or leaves, only dead branches spreading angrily.

Under the nurturing of the land of nothing, the remnants of the world that were once born from rotten dreams were reborn in the form of giants. After making up for their own shortcomings, they even went one step further!

Authority is in hand!

The moment he arrived, countless phantoms rose from the ground, and countless skeletal trees broke out from the cracked earth, extending straight upward, as if they were reaching the end of the sky.

All the lives devoured by him were reborn under that power and became a plant in the infinite wild forest.

But now, the barren trees in all directions quickly closed towards the sun ship in the center, and countless branches formed a blockade with no gaps.

There will be no slacking off, just go all out under the hatred!

A minute ago, two depths away, in a certain hell, a group of travelers seemed to sense something and slowly turned back.

In the shackles, the general sneered and looked at the muscular old man in front of him: "You're not going to take action?"

"None of my business."

Mr. Luo waved his hands coldly and kept walking: "As a teacher, if you can take the students out, you have done your best - he has to walk the path he has chosen. The worst he can do is shed a few tears for him. If he has the opportunity to do it for him in the future, He just wants revenge."

"How cruel."

The general chuckled and glanced at the dissipating fog in the scar area: "Besides, it's already too late."

Because in the deeper, darker shadows of hell, there are angry rulers who are rising rapidly!

With deep hatred.

He didn't even care about the direction of the tide in the abyss, and put aside the war of the worlds. The moment he smelled the heavenly genealogy, he turned around and rushed straight towards the scar area.

Between the depths, the infinite curse, is a huge eyeball covered with scars.

Right in the center of the eyeball, it seemed as if it had been severely injured by something, and it still could not be healed, and rancid tears mixed with a hint of thunder were constantly shed.

The rulers who had been severely wounded by the Utopia roared silently. The hatred that had been brewing for a hundred years had turned into reality, stirring up deep waves.

Galloping up.

Then... the moment before it came, it stopped abruptly.

It seemed to be blocked by something huge.

Hovering beyond hell.

But in front of him, except for countless disturbed debris and hell dust, there was nothing. If there must be something, there was only one... rusty snail passing innocently.

Lonely, helpless and pitiful, but also likes to have fun.

Such a small thing stands in the way of the ruler.

"I'm sorry, can you wait a moment?" the snail said pitifully.

"..."

In the brief silence, an angry roar soon sounded: "Oldum, a waste like you still dare to appear in front of me?!"

"Huh?" Snail was shocked, "Weren't we good friends back then? Well, just before... when I was the ruler?"

"Friends? Is there such a thing in hell?" Eyeball sneered, "Besides, I don't remember that I have such a friend who was defeated by a person in the current situation, but in turn helped the people in the current situation!"

"Why do you do this when you scold someone without exposing their shortcomings? I also have my own reasons."

Odem sighed helplessly, scratched his big eyes with short tentacles, and reminded: "Don't forget, you still owed me a favor back then... just treat it as a favor to me, go home and have a sleep, Just pretend you didn’t see it, okay?”

"not good!"

The ruler asked indifferently: "Answer me, Odem, why are you stopping me? What are you planning!"

"Nothing planned."

The snail replied innocently: "Friend, you know me, what else could I do for? To make things more interesting, to have more fun.

Of course, if you think this reason is still not enough, then... it can also be to protect you. "

"protect me?"

The ruler sneered in disbelief: "You?"

"Yes, that's right."

Oldham replied seriously, "Because if you go, you might die."

As if describing some truth, Odum solemnly emphasized: "It's not just you, soon, everything that goes there will die.

In the most tragic way..."

The broken eyes were silent, not knowing whether to laugh or whether it was a joke or a lie told by the damn ghost in front of him just for fun.

But soon, it will no longer be confused.

Because it's trembling.

fear.

Trembling involuntarily, from the body to the soul, the huge pupils spread, feeling an unprecedented coldness.

Not from in front of you, but from behind.

Deeper into the abyss.

In the darker and more chaotic place, at the bottom of the eternally silent hell, in the ocean filled with all kinds of disasters and despair, something is... slowly rising!

It wanted to scream, but no sound came out.

When it wanted to escape, it was already too late.

That thing is already close at hand.

He couldn't see or feel it, but every part of his body, even the thick pus flowing out of the wound, was wailing silently. The screams of despair can only echo in the soul.

A shadow more terrifying than death shrouded it.

But soon, it could no longer restrain its trembling, almost wanting to roar madly - because the unspeakable torrent of terror had flown past.

Rubbing their presence.

Just like looking down at the motes of dust, he didn't care. The torrent of disaster swallowed up everything in front of him, and then left the two lucky ones who were not in front of him and flew into the distance.

At that moment, the sky broke in the scar area.

Countless cracks suddenly emerged from the gloomy dome, the earth trembled, the sky was turbulent, and everything seemed to let out a piercing scream in unison in an instant.

It was hell, hell howled.

Pure darkness was like a waterfall, sloping in from behind the rift, turning into a ferocious tide that spread in all directions in an instant.

And just behind the huge crack formed by countless gaps, a huge burning object crashed down!

Toward everything in front of you!

At that moment, everyone on the battlefield went dark, and countless monsters were silently blown to pieces the moment they saw and listened.

Huai Shi only felt the sharp pain bursting out of her eyes.

He only saw darkness, and darkness was burning... But was that really darkness? Or are your eyes deceiving yourself?

His brain and soul were wailing, and all his perceptions were deviating from his own, beyond his control. He was constantly presented with complex and strange outlines, but he was unable to cognitively define everything in front of him.

He even began to wonder, did that thing really have a form?

Or maybe he has gone crazy.

Sink into the illusion of despair, unable to extricate yourself?

But why, I can't help but... want to cry?

"Then what...is it?"

In the abyss, the trembling ruler roared at the snail: "What the hell is that!"

"That is the monster, my friend."

Oldham's hoarse answer was full of pity and fear: "It was created by the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven, no, the former Utopia, by those madmen who once destroyed us, in order to save their world after death. ...a real monster!"

At that moment, the endless darkness seemed to have found its home.

They shrank from the roar, gathered into a bunch, and sank into the former battlefield, falling into a steel wreckage riddled with holes.

In the burning fire, the rusted steel reunited from the disaster, and endless power gathered in it, forming the solemn and cold outline of the past.

And just above its body, the crystallizations of countless disasters gathered to form the emblem of the Republic of China hanging upside down, blooming with light of rage!

——Depth Battleship Nautilus!

Endless hatred and anger reignited.

The roar from seventy years ago resounded through the abyss again.

Goodbye hero!

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