Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 1152 Let Go of that Huaishi!

So fast, so fast that it is unimaginable.

After unfolding, in less than half an hour, the Great Mystery of Zarathustra had covered the entire territory with terrifying efficiency, leaving no time for the rulers of the abyss to react.

It's like a chain reaction.

That kind of speed can no longer be described as a domino, but more like a fuse - without taking any detours or wasting any precious power. At the moment of ignition, everything was led to the end at lightning speed. .

For this day, the Survival Institute has been preparing for decades.

We took into account all situations and accidents, prepared for the worst and made the best preparations, and made many plans and implemented them in a targeted manner.

More than sixteen alternatives lie in the hands of Nakajima, the creator on the sidelines.

But this time, even Nakajima was shocked by the surprise.

Huaishi never let anyone down, and fulfilled the responsibilities placed on him faster than anyone expected.

Now, the foundations of the major lineages are firmly established.

The fuso, the Pantheon, the Holy Coffin, the solar calendar stone and even the six reincarnations filling the interior have all turned themselves into pillars, supporting the world created by man.

The foundation is laid.

Now, relying on the resonance between the great mysteries of the same reality, a steady stream of power is pouring into the stars.

The majestic power circulates among the stars, leading the center to rise toward the vast sea of ​​​​stars. Incorporate Huai Shi's soul into the vast world within the fragments.

Really, give it a soul!

By then, the abyss will no longer have any foothold.

When they wake up from the current situation and the misguidance of each lineage, no matter which side of the rulers, it is no longer possible to sit back and watch the completion of the throne.

Regardless of any consequences, he unleashed all his strength, abandoned the opponents in front of him and the siege from all directions, and pounced straight towards the rising throne under the starlight.

At this moment, in the desert filled with rift valleys, a hurricane suddenly spread.

A deep depression once again appeared on the ground.

In the deepest part of the depression, the skinny old man turned back and looked at the starry sky in the distance, frowning slightly, and the moment he raised his back feet slightly, there was a howl in the wind.

In the distance, a rift opened up from the earth again, extending straight towards the Heretic King.

The heretic king looked back, and the raised foot stepped on the ground again. In the dull voice, the expansion of the rift valley came to an abrupt end under the trampling.

"Where are you looking, senior? We haven't finished fighting yet—"

At the other end of the rift, the blood-stained figure emerged from the dust, grinning: "Or do you want to show mercy and spare my life?"

Not dead yet?

So annoying.

The Heretic King looked at his opponent expressionlessly.

Different from the youthful appearance he once had, his slightly older face has turned gray on his temples, and slight wrinkles appear from the corners of his eyes.

But the smile on his face became more and more frivolous and dissolute, and he was wearing the colorful clothes he used to hang out in Yoshiwara and wine shops. There was even a jet-black comb that came from nowhere stuck between the long and scattered hair.

But such a chic and unrestrained appearance was ruined by the piercing crack on her chest.

In the broken crack, blood continued to overflow, and the internal organs had been completely beaten into a mess, and their positions were completely misplaced. Inside, the only thing missing was the thing that would keep beating.

heart.

Crushed.

half an hour ago.

But he still looked alive and kicking, as if nothing had happened, as if he had just lost two hairs, and now he was happily looking at the neck of the Heretic King.

That shallow scar that almost penetrated the throat.

"As expected of an old-timer, it's really tricky."

Shangquan sighed regretfully: "I thought we were matched, and we were in a good situation. I didn't expect that our relationship would not stand the test. If something goes wrong, would senior abandon me? That would be too callous. A few, right?"

"If you want to die, you can die at any time."

The heretic king ignored the ridicule and joking in those words, and just warned coldly: "Don't get in the way."

"Ah, don't worry. As the saying goes, fate is destiny. Since senior is leaving, I won't cry like a resentful woman to try to stay. You can leave."

Shangquan pinched the beard on his chin, seemed to be thinking, and suddenly laughed, full of expectation: "It's just... Senior, would you feel safe exposing your back to a guy like me?

Even if it’s just for a moment…”

At his waist, it has been sheathed, but the blade is screaming with hunger, and the endless ferocious aura is bound in the darkness, constantly rising upwards.

Already, can’t wait!

In the distance, the stars swayed.

A ray of light flew down, and the urging of the Golden Dawn came again, and was crushed by the Heretic King expressionlessly.

"Look, someone is impatient to wait. Please come quickly, senior."

Shangquan stretched out his hand and pressed the hilt of the sword. His expectant smile became distorted and ferocious, revealing the nature of an evil spirit: "I can't wait any longer. I'll give you a ride——"

In the dead silence, the heretic king did not speak.

He just breathed out the breath in his heart gently.

Once again, he raised his clenched right fist like a pestle, grasping the invisible power of heaven and earth, and aimed it at the smiling face from a distance.

There was a sudden loud noise in the dark night sky above them.

It was the ruler from hell galloping past, the power of the storm totem flashed away, and the thunderous light flew straight to the stars in the distance without stopping.

All that was left was a loud, spreading sound and a fleeting flash of light.

It illuminated their eyes.

There is also the same cruel expression.

The land that had turned into a desert screamed again. Under the collision of soul and will, every inch of the land was cracked and ripples spread.

Putting life and death aside, at that moment, the fight to the death begins again!

And this kind of struggle has now spread throughout the entire realm of reality!

Everything is shrouded in the counterattack of the abyss.

The intensity is rising at a terrifying speed. Deaths and sacrifices can no longer be counted. Instead, they have become a series of ever-expanding numbers that appear before the eyes of the chess players on both sides.

Even if it is just a gambling game now, just a competition like a military exercise, the rising loss rate is still terrifying to the bottom of one's heart.

There are even some people who are rejoicing.

This is just an evolution between the records of events. If it is true, how many souls can bear the weight behind these sacrifices and battle damage figures?

The focus of the struggle at this moment has now slipped from the hands of the chess players and fallen on the shoulders of the chess pieces.

Gradually rising to the throne in the starry sky, Huai Shi felt that her soul was expanding at an unprecedented speed.

If you close your eyes, you can still see thousands of miles away and overlook countless struggles and killings.

If you don't listen, the wails and roars in the wind will never stop, and the wails of the turmoil of all things will echo in your ears.

With both palms and ten fingers, wherever they pass, everything seems to be between the palms.

There is no need to step forward, everything is already fading away under his feet.

The infinite glow gradually embraced him, gently held his arm, and led him to the sea of ​​stars.

Above his head, the stars are rotating without his orders. The light is constantly falling, and the framework and laws cover the current earth. Storms and meteorites are dropped, the positions of rivers and lakes are changed, rift valleys are filled, and mountains are raised. , sprinkled sweet rain on the heads of friendly troops, and poured lava and fire towards hell.

The entire current realm has turned into a veritable war fortress.

At this moment, there was a sudden stagnation between the rotating stars, the sound of storm and tide suddenly came, the thunder of hell spread, and the huge pillar of Storm Totem appeared from the sky.

The Dwarf King Frost Moonborn crashed into the sea of ​​stars like a meteorite, breaking through numerous defenses and breaking into the core.

The suppression of the twenty-four solar terms, the artillery positions on the ground, other ascendants rising into the air, and the attacks inspired by counterattacks and defensive measures fell on her, as densely as rain, and as dense as rain. , can only slide down in front of that body covered with countless glorious wounds in vain.

Basically, unscathed!

The ruler has penetrated into the outer realm of the throne.

The frost and moonlight appeared on the blood-stained halberd in his hand, and it flew out, running straight towards Huaishi!

Seeing Huai Shi's face at such a close distance, Shuang Yue's eyebrows raised slightly, showing an expression of regret.

"pity--"

It's a pity that this is not a real fight. It's a pity that such heads and bones cannot be used as a collection to show off at banquets.

Otherwise, with such a good color, I can definitely make a pair of wine vessels that will be handed down from generation to generation!

But then, between her and the 'good color in the present' that she liked, a face that people hated suddenly appeared - bronze complexion, rough skin, strong body, and sharp edges and corners. Well-defined muscles, a pair of wide eyes, and an excited smile for no reason at the corner of his mouth.

"Put down that Huai Shi and come to me if you have any problems!"

Kuafu!

A burly giant who was not inferior to the dwarf king suddenly appeared from mid-air, swinging out the fishing rod in his hand. A thin thread easily wrapped around the halberd, tightened, and was dragged by the long pole made of Shouyang Orichalcum. He came out and threw himself towards Shuangyue.

Unfortunately, it's not that simple.

Just like poking an outlet with iron chopsticks, the terrifying electric light that rested on it burst out, going against the lead and engulfing Kuafu whole person.

Instantly, it was shrouded in destruction.

Shuangyue snorted coldly, caught the returning halberd, and rushed towards Huaishi again.

But in the dissipated electric light, a thick arm suddenly stretched out, and all the lightning was torn apart in its path, and then, that honest and annoying smile appeared in front of Shuangyue again.

"Sister, sit down and let's talk about what's on our mind~"

The passionate singing and the piercing of the fishing rod, as well as some indescribable greasy feeling, hit my face together!

Damn, it’s so annoying!

Shuangyue roared and chopped down the halberd in his hand with a roar.

"Get away!"

Three minutes later, Shuangyue began to regret it.

Why did you provoke this thing yourself?

In terms of attack, the opponent can't compare with the disaster of the Thunder Sea, but the defense is somehow so hard, especially because it is covered with a wooden shell, which becomes more and more tough as it dies and regenerates.

It's just like a piece of brown candy, the kind that has been chewed and drooled.

Once it sticks to you, you can't get rid of it. If it's purely difficult, forget it. I prefer one person who also has a mouth and keeps bulabulabula.

"Gala, how long will you continue to be stupid!" Shuang Yue roared.

"I'm busy, don't bother me!"

She was answered with an even more impatient growl.

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