Apocalyptic Forecast

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Huai Shi: “…”

Yuan Yuan: “…”

Yuan Zhao: “…”

In an awkward silence, Yuan Zhao looked around all, just like he woke up at the beginning of his dream, not knowing what happened.

“What’s wrong?” He looked at Huai Shi blankly: “Why am I tied up? Why does my face hurt so much? Did someone hit me? And, why is everyone watching me?”

“This… is a long story.”

Huai Shi looked away embarrassingly, and then quietly kicked the broken hand behind him a little further: “You have just been eroded by Decaying Dreams, and then, everyone tried their best to save you.”

“…I have an impression.”

Yuan Zhao’s face deathly pale: “Like a nightmare, I dreamed of a dark woman climbing up from the sea, like a ghost, and climbed into the stars.”

At that moment, the chill in Huai Shi’s heart rose.

He heard Yuan Zhao’s whisper filled with fear:

“She seems to be by my side…”

A shattered, sharp voice sounded, one after another, accompanied by a sudden burst of screaming.

Countless light bulbs fell apart in an instant, and darkness fell in an instant, but at that instant, Yuan Zhao suddenly sketched a grisly shadow on the distorted wall behind him.

Just staring, it hurts Huai Shi’s eyes.

Just the appearance of a residual image led countless passengers to send out a mad whine of extreme fear.

The twisted silhouette wriggled on the wall, fleeting, sketching a twisted silhouette of 1000 sores and 100 holes, almost breaking out of the wall.

The squirming limbs were only a distance away from Yuan Zhao in look pale.

Just a little bit, he can enter the body of Lord Yuan Zhao…

But now, with Yuan Zhao’s awakening, the pendant hanging on his chest, a half of the tiger symbol, suddenly released a majestic roar, and a cold illusory shadow suddenly jumped out of it, with the smell of blood and smoke.

Just like Divine Dragon running in the sky, majestic.

The one-armed old man with white hair was riding an old horse, without armor. His right arm exposed outside the residual sleeves glowed with black iron, and he held an euphorbia in his hand.

When the eyes are raised, there will be divine light like electricity.

As the tiger symbol roared, the euphorbia in his hand fell, swept, and crossed a line.

This line became Tian Yuan.

Senleng’s breath emerged from the halberd front, outrageously with the impact of that strange palm meet force with force, not only repelled the amputated body, but also left a tragic wound on it.

On Yuan Zhao’s arm, a ray of darkness rose suddenly, screaming and dissipating.

With a single blow, the connection between Yuan Zhao and Rot Dream is forcibly cut off!

On the walls, the distorted shadows quickly dissipated and moved to other places.

Before the remnant of his own image dissipated, the old man on the warhorse looked back and directed Yuan Zhao: “There is still a lack of experience, what to panic. Listen to your cousin, your 6th uncle is already on the road to find you– Xiaoyuan, hold this.”

He shook his hand, even throwing the heavy euphorbia in his hand through 10,000,000 li, and fell into Yuan Yuan’s hand.

The eyebrows of Jixi spread from the euphorbia instantly, covering her hands, blessing the divine might of this Stigma relic on her.

At the last moment, he glanced back at Huai Shi and grinned: “Little devil is pretty good, come back home to play, bring your horse…”

The old horse carried him and quickly dissipated.

Huai Shi hadn’t gasped until now, lowering his voice and asking Yuan Zhao: “Just that one?”

“Second Grandpa in my house.”

Yuan Zhao wiped the cold sweat on his face: “Hey? Why does my face hurt so much?”

“Maybe it was during your nightmare?”

Huai Shi glanced at the vague Red Seal on his face, thought about it, and said seriously: “At that time, you seemed to be crazy. You threw your hand on the ground and trampled it, and also cried while slapping yourself. Say: I don’t have any cousin and cousin at home, but I have it. Now I don’t have a Huai Shi big brother like Immortal-like. It’s not a good thing to think…”

“Huai Shi, are you shaking me?” Yuan Zhao’s eyes doubted.

“I kindly lied to you, you didn’t believe it?”

Huai Shi stared at him in amazement, “Otherwise, it may be that your cousin was beaten up after you went crazy. After I put your hands on you, you still cried and called your wife, in front of you. The cousin’s face shouted to cousin to save me!”

He asked, “Which one do you want to believe?”

“…”

Following the’Fork Young Lord’, Yuan Zhao, who was tragically socially dead again, fell into slack.

Give up thinking.

Seeing that the younger brother was sunk, Huai Shi nodded with satisfaction, pulled the Rope of Sorrow down and put it away, moved towards Yuan Yuan and nodded goodbye.

“Is it going away so soon?”

Yuan Yuan was at a loss, not knowing where he was going.

“After all, there is still work to be busy…you always have to work overtime, right?”

Huai Shi glanced to the left and right, moved closer, and lowered his voice: “Isn’t that episode just shot? Just that… your wife’s awesome episode…”

Yuan Yuan subconsciously glanced at his pocket, then shook his head suddenly.

I don’t know if I didn’t take it.

Huai Shi always felt that once it leaked out, his idol career would surely usher in death, but he didn’t pay much attention to it, even if he died.

But what he posted online was so shameful that he had to ask one more question.

After getting Yuan Yuan’s assurance, he sighed in relief, waved goodbye, and turned away.

Anyway, there will be a team of Casted Iron Legion staying here to maintain order. They have the weapon that Huai Shi feels shocked when they look at, and they will not be able to protect themselves from any situation.

Now he is increasingly worried about Ai Qing.

Shouldn’t the woman come out and give orders at this time? Where is it now? Don’t you think something really happened…

I didn’t even send a text message, nor did I call back.

Just so anxious to treat yourself as a cow and horse in your next life, so that you don’t even want to look at yourself more in this life?

Suppressing the faint anxiety and unhappiness, he ran down the corridor.

Hear the roar from above his head again.

The entire asterisk suddenly violently oscillated.

Without waiting for Huai Shi’s reaction, the top dome suddenly shattered, and a severely wounded Ascender fell down and fell on Huai Shi’s heel.

Huai Shi almost stepped on his horse’s face.

“Mama, why are you?” He looked down, staring at Tony in amazement.

After the horse’s face, biu’s thorns slipped out a lot of blood.

Tony choked violently, sighing helplessly: “It’s a long story…”

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Two minutes ago, the asterisk was on the upper floor, and the violent shock continued to spread.

The dragon roared and the red flame swept across, instantly dissolving all the cars on the verge of collapse into viscous juice. More threatening is the thermodynamic law of dancing lightly and gracefully in Andrea’s hands.

Once Scholar’s knowledge is transformed by the tool of Stigma, the destructive power displayed will exceed the imagination of ordinary people.

Even Ascender is difficult to match.

But at the moment, as the shadows of countless bats rose, the flame went out in an instant.

Morando’s power has skyrocketed again!

The phantom vortex of Decaying Dreams suddenly appeared, and a shadow slowly came out, entwining Morando like a sticky and creepy limb, continuously instilling the disaster miracle from Decaying Dreams.

Immediately after that, Article 2, Article 3… Morando’s power soared again.

But his expression was full of anger, no joy at all!

This phenomenon can only prove one thing-the substitute pint he prepared in advance is hooked!

Now the power of The Queen Of Decaying Dreams chooses itself.

Maybe there is no problem to see in a short time, but in fact this is not a gift from the rotten dream, it is better to say…This is the last generosity before Hao Zhan Que nest.

Soon, as his within the body nightmare grows, his soul will quickly dissolve into the most basic Elementium in the deepest part of Decaying Dreams.

After blending the power of The Queen Of Decaying Dreams, it is recast.

When the time comes, he still has Morando’s body and Morando’s soul, but he may not be his now.

It is the temporary host of The Queen Of Decaying Dreams, Ruler’s incarnation in the world.

It is impossible to understand the deepest part of Abyss, the aloof and remote Ruler, using human reason and common sense. Similarly, Ruler’s chaotic existence does not understand humans as small as dust.

They themselves are a symbol, a phenomenon, an essence condensed by Abyss.

And when this part of the essence begins to fall, fall, and try to enter the narrow world that belongs to humanity, it will inevitably reduce dimensionality and produce transformation.

Appear as a person.

By then, Morando’s body will become the temporary body of The Queen Of Decaying Dreams.

And his soul will become the narrow container that emerged when The Queen Of Decaying Dreams came in this earthly world.

Morando’s will will become a tool used by The Queen Of Decaying Dreams to express will, a Chinese house in the field of philosophy, and a black box translator.

Responsible for conveying the words and wishes of the superior to the earth.

A consumable.

But this is not the role of the main feast of the Liangxiaohui?

Dedicating everything to the gods is simply as it should be by rights, and it is the glory of Supreme for any priest.

Only Morando has other views on this…

To this end, he chose to cooperate with Golden Dawn, plotting to betray, and abandon his dying god.

But now this curse called the gift was once again wrapped around him, causing his limbs to quickly alienate.

Just as he began to panic, an elegant silhouette emerged from the numerous collapsed carriages.

The cane fell.

Mathers raised his bowler hat and looked down at him in embarrassment.

“Do you need my help?” He raised his palm. “It only takes a little…insignificant price…”

Morando’s expression twisted for a moment.

Staring at the hand he stretched out.

The hand of salvation.

He gritted his teeth and held it up.

At that moment, Mathers’ lips slightly raised, and he smiled: “Deal!”

A violent hissing sound rang out.

At this moment, Morando roared loudly, and a terrible air wave lifted from his body, spreading, and countless sharp tentacles were born from the blood of his mutation, madly scratching everything around all, and tearing everything that dare to approach into Smash.

He fell apart in an instant, and reorganized in an instant.

Reborn.

Above his forehead, a rune with closed eyes slowly emerged.

A huge nightmare spewed out from his cracked back, turning into a sticky and dark fountain, and the dark torrent cramped wildly on the ground.

Decaying Dreams.

After losing the last trust, the spirit from Ruler could no longer be presented in a way that ordinary people could understand, but began to expand rapidly, forming a dark mist of rage, spreading and raging above the stars.

He came here.

But no one believer bowed to him, and no one dream could hold him.

The displaced Decaying Dreams hovered painfully above the stars.

Go crazy.