Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 1547 Mirage

It was as if he was irritated.

On the dark sky, scarlet rays of light continued to emerge, and the originally sparse meteorites chased down like a heavy rain, hitting the sun ship overwhelmingly.

When the law officer expressionlessly added a zero to the order book in his hand, the terrifying firepower that was enough to destroy the entire current position was dropped in an instant.

No gaps, saturation, and destruction!

Regrettably, perhaps it was the speed of justice and the horrific consequences that left an indelible shadow in everyone's hearts. No rulers who coveted the rewards of country subjugation continued to appear...

Or maybe it's just difficult to tell how huge a threat is hidden on the solar ship at this moment.

Still waiting and watching until Huaishi's status is confirmed.

Adjuster, Navigator, Sword of Disaster...

There were too many shadows and deaths. The moment Huai Shi opened her eyes, those horror stories that had only existed in distant rumors suddenly became reality.

And those gruesome battles and results have been confirmed by the Sea of ​​Thunder with the death of the Burning Cave Master.

The giant in the abyss, Hengchang, made a declaration from the endless dream - the descendant of Ashes, the Lord of the Burning Cave, died in the soul-washing expedition, defeated at the hands of his own enemy, and died without regrets.

From then on, Huaishi, the current person, could enjoy the courtesy of a king. The dwarf kings who want to inherit the name of "Lord of the Burning Cave" can challenge him.

Witnessed by the blood of giants, the victor inherits the glory!

A sublimated person who can stand up to the fighting demons of the Sea of ​​Thunder, and who still carries the certification of the former Utopia, and has such a tragic case of justice before him, even a person with no clear mind, You should also weigh it.

If justice can still breathe, I am afraid that tears will burst into tears, and I will invite everyone to stand shoulder to shoulder!

What are you cowardly about? Huai Shi is now almost exhausted, she is completely strong on the outside but weak on the inside! Just come to a random person, go up and punch him twice, and he will lie down, okay?

Unfortunately, anyone can do it, only Elysium is like a stinky younger brother.

First, he created the end of the food chain in the Eternal Paradise, and then took advantage of the rancher's conception to prostitute a large group of archangels for nothing, plundering the divinity and usurping the rancher's authority.

So much so that the Beast of the End's restraint on the abyss food chain is completely unreasonable.

As the number one heretic of the God of Hell, everything that enters the rancher's cannibalism cycle is a tonic to Huai Shi.

And justice is a great supplement. Even if most of the strength is spent on forging the sword of Tianque and stabbing the rancher, the rest is enough for Huai Shi to get rid of the weakest state.

"Oh, hello everyone, I'm back!"

During the communication, Huai Shi's projection emerged from the bridge of the solar ship. He looked around at his many subordinates with a smile, but he only felt that something was wrong, and he was at a loss:

"What's wrong? You all look listless?"

There was no cheering as expected, no enthusiastic shouts and applause.

Quiet.

"teacher……"

Even Yuan Yuan, the student who cared most about him, had a complicated look on his face and hesitated to speak.

That kind of accusing look... It was as if after a good night's sleep, he had triggered some third impact, nearly destroying the current situation.

Isn't it?

When he noticed the scars and cracks on the solar ship that seemed to have been vigorously destroyed by some ruler, he became even more puzzled:

"What happened?"

In silence, Raymond replied concisely: "Retribution."

"???"

"Ahem, teacher." The cabin in the forest coughed twice and cautiously reminded: "From now on... you'd better pay more attention to the relationship between men and women."

Well, if you don't want to be torn apart by the angry mother-in-law's hands...

"ha?"

Huai Shi was stunned, unable to understand what these guys were talking about.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to explain the past situation to the legion commander who has been down for a long time.

Countless flames descended.

Devour everything within sight!

And when Huai Shi raised his palm toward the sky again, a strong wind blew up out of thin air, and the massive air flow turned into a storm that filled everything.

The whirlpool rose from the gray sky, and the strange eye of the wind squirmed and wreaked havoc on the sky.

The spreading hurricane carried massive amounts of precipitation and disaster, submerged into the clouds of the Iron Curtain, and reignited the flames.

Just like that, in an instant, the entire wasteland was almost evacuated into a vacuum of source material, swallowing up all miracles and disasters. The huge steel tree grew again and turned into an umbrella, covering the entire solar ship.

Repair the hull riddled with holes again and reconnect everything.

When this crucial link of Huai Shi is completed, the originally declining Original Sin Legion seems to be completely different in an instant, and the abyssal perpetual motion machine from the heavenly genealogy is activated again!

Against the countless falling stars, return to the present state.

Towards the faint light that is about to be submerged in darkness.

On the final journey home...

In the darkness, the blood on the sky was still looked down upon indifferently.

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Even the command bureau never thought that one day, as a logistics transfer station and the center of the Great North Camp, it would be shrouded in such fierce and tragic wars.

Six layers of defense, hundreds of fortresses, and finally, a huge city built by mobilizing almost the entire power of the present realm, were all shrouded in burning blood.

Devastated everywhere.

Under the framework of the Creator, the secret rituals of the great masters are still tenaciously continuing, but the outermost iron wall has long since dissolved. After being burned and cooled countless times, it is mixed with the soil. Turned into ferocious and sharp pieces.

When gravity collapsed, countless fragments were suspended in mid-air. Under the distorted gravitational field, it swayed like seaweed, ushering in destruction again and again until even the dust and ashes completely evaporated.

Countless ruins and broken walls floated in the sky, quietly bathed in the burst of scarlet and the glow of destruction that fell again and again.

The magnificent flames fell from the sky amidst the call of national subjugation and never stopped.

From the beginning of the Great Turbidity Current to the present, in this short period of time, the terrifying power that is enough to burn the entire hell dozens of times has continued to fall, leaving deep scorch marks.

Every inch of the land seems to be covered with invisible thorns, and when you step on them, you will feel a dull pain.

And countless corpses and withered bones have already filled up the rift valley. More scrapped armor and huge war weapons have piled up into mountains.

But now, amid the bombardment of countless artillery fire from the real world, and the battle between the real world and hell, the ruin-like mountain shook with a bang.

A defender armor hundreds of meters high fell from the sky and fell into it like a cannonball. But before that, it was already beyond recognition. After losing its limbs, it was roughly crushed into an iron ball together with the cockpit.

Blood and grease silently emerged from the cracks.

Then, it exploded in flames.

"boring boring boring!!!"

Amidst the destructive blow caused by the solar calendar stone, a rickety and skinny figure slowly walked out, with scarlet eyes, shouting towards the current situation: "How long can I keep playing such a trick!!!"

boom!

The moment the fist was swung out, it hit the invisible iron wall, leaving cracks that spread in the air.

Then, another one, and another one!

The excommunicated Qing moved forward as if he were holding up a mountain.

Amidst the endless crackling sounds, it was hard to resist the repulsive force from the Great Mystery, and it moved forward against the vague rainbow light, as if wrestling with the entire reality.

Until now, this indestructible force has found nothing that can be destroyed.

Until the end, I could only shake my fist at the void in front of me again.

Seeing countless large groups and legions rushing towards the raging battlefield.

And he was turned away? !

It's like being the only unlucky guy in the whole school who didn't accept the invitation to the party...

"Gutless rat, come out and fight me!"

The roar of rage resounded through hell and echoed in the sky of the center, like thunder: "Immediately, immediately, now!!!"

Unfortunately, no one responded.

When the violent shock struck again, the dust in the central command room began to fall.

On the channel on the front line, a hoarse voice reported: "Your Excellency, the old man who subjugated the country has started again."

"A mad dog can just be locked outside with the Great Mystery. Each legion must protect the defense line first, and don't consider anything other than the mission."

Ah He said coldly: "Also, speed up the laying of the outer matrix, you are already too slow."

"Your Excellency, we have..." The bitter voice on the other side hesitated, and soon gave up the argument: "Promise to complete the mission."

Ah He didn't answer anymore, just like he didn't expect to receive any gentle comfort and encouragement from the other end.

In the solemn silence, Ah He was still sitting in his seat, just like he had been for several days. There is no trace of fatigue or haggard on the wrinkled face.

Even though he personally sent legions to the front line like a meat grinder and issued suicide orders, he still remained unwavering.

Cold and hard as iron.

Just on her knee, the mottled spear still exuded a terrifying temperature. Sometimes it disappears, and when it returns again, there is sticky blood slowly dripping from the blade, making a hissing sound on the ground.

For a few minutes, in the undisturbed space, her eyes dropped and she seemed to be sleeping. But when the voice of the report came, the face lifted up again, still calm and resolute.

"What's up?"

"A few minutes ago, the deep space probe has once again confirmed the fluctuation of the source of the heavenly lineage from the position of the solar ship. The identification number is [Ω01], the sublime Huaishi!"

The observer hurriedly reported: "The Original Sin Legion has broken through the blockade!"

"..."

In the brief to almost non-existent delay, Ah He did not speak, but the hands holding the gun of authority finally loosened slightly.

"If that's the case, there is no need to waste resources on observation." She ordered: "Turn that part of the scope to the Roman pedigree. Make sure that the airdrop supplies of the Deep Space Legion can arrive on time."

"yes."

The observer nodded subconsciously, then hesitated: "Your Highness, and..."

"What?"

Ah He frowned, looked over dissatisfied, and urged.

"At this time, it is uncertain whether it was interference or a system error."

The observer nervously replied: "Ten minutes before Huaishi's signal was detected, the solar ship's course had deviated. Now it has completely turned and missed the evacuation point and route... In three minutes, it will be completely separated. Our observation range is over.”

Just above the screen in his hand, a small light point flickered in the darkness.

The crooked dotted line has already deviated from the track.

Mingming originally couldn't wait to rush to the center, but at this moment, a strange turning point has been drawn on the map, and he gradually fell into the deepest part of darkness.

The further forward one goes, the further one deviates from the present situation.

Ignorantly, I fell into the mouth of the abyss.

at this time?

What do they want to do? !

"Can we make a connection?"

Ah He's expression grew colder, "Have you tried powering up the warning?"

"No, all wide-area source plasma signals have been intercepted. Moreover, the scope covered by the disaster cloud is too large, and the deep space fleet cannot break through the interception to determine the location."

The observer replied: "The data returned by the drifting telescope contains signals of interference from unknown laws. A large number of laws briefly made low-level errors such as confusion in determining the direction of the current situation.

Detailed reports are still being generated, but a preliminary determination has been made... it may be a large-scale deep distortion. "

Ahe closed his eyes.

No more words were spoken.

Whatever the reason was, it didn't matter anymore.

This is a trap.

They have already fallen into it.

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At this moment, beyond the depth, above the sky covered by disaster clouds.

In the darkness, the majestic thunder that rose from the abyss and rushed toward the battlefield came to an abrupt end without any warning.

It was like hitting an invisible wall.

Stagnation.

"Why did you stop me?"

In the scattered fierce light, the heretic king raised his head expressionlessly and looked forward. The figure gradually walking out of the void looked so familiar.

Under the stern and bloody entanglement, Rakshasa remained graceful and just smiled: "Can you please wait a moment, father?"

"That's not necessary." The Heretic King shook his head indifferently.

Rakshasa sighed, seemingly helpless: "We haven't seen each other for so long, but you don't want to reminisce with your daughter? It seems that after spending so long with the guys from the Golden Dawn, my father has become stubborn."

The Heretic King was silent for a long time, then suddenly nodded slightly.

"That's fine."

Just like that, he sat cross-legged on the void, "Just tell me, give you a quarter of an hour."

This time, it was Rakshasa's turn to be silent. He looked at him with confusion: "Why? Father should understand that I just want to delay time, right?"

"I know, but after so many years, it seems that I may not have spoken to you for a long time." The Heretic King replied calmly: "Besides, without me, the overall situation will not be harmed."

There is no rush to bring destruction.

Because destruction is already doomed.

It's just sooner or later.

Under the clouds of disaster, darkness flows.

In the endless darkness, there seemed to be a pair of vague eyes looking down, looking between the five fingers - the countless rifts were the veins in the palm, and the mountains stretching to the end of the earth were the ups and downs of the bones.

The huge solar boat is like dust, slowly trudging between the palm prints and climbing over mountains and ridges in vain.

Chasing a mirage that doesn’t exist.

Little by little, heading towards destruction.

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