Apocalyptic Forecast

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When the dawn passed, the darkness between Heaven and Earth remained. When the sun rose, it was unable to illuminate the heavy clouds covering the earth.

Thunder and lightning flashed over the inner circle of Danbo.

Countless rays of light flutter between the dark clouds, illuminating the weird shadows wriggling in another world after the clouds…

But this is not a rare thunderstorm in the news, but the hell on earth is taking shape.

In the long time, countless painful souls were pushed into despair a little bit, ushered in the blowout and explosion of Abyssal Sedimentation, and finally fell into the hell that they created.

It’s too painful to live in a human world.

They have no choice.

The only place I can go…flee to hell.

From the scope of Dragon Summoning Flute, all numerical changes are extremely intuitive and clearly visible. Behind the countless changes, the creation framework from Abyss emerges, showing hideousness.

“[Truth Hengchang]?”

Russell’s projection whispered softly, “Is it really Woodman’s handwriting?”

“One of the creators of Golden Dawn?”

Isaac asked: “I heard that he died when he fell in heaven.”

“Yes.” Russell said, “I killed him myself.”

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In the silence, Isaac was stunned and looked towards projection, but Russell’s projection was still calm and expressionless, only the chill like wild beast appeared in the gloomy eyes.

“Unfortunately, it’s too late.” Russell said, “If it were a little bit easier, it would cause no end of trouble.”

The name ‘William Robert Woodman’ is already dead.

He died in the hands of Russell 70 years ago, just when the kingdom of heaven fell.

But his works are still circulated in the world-his last masterpiece, and at the same time his Inheritor, is a meme that spreads across the world like a poison, gathering the ‘things like spirit’ of human nature.

“The so-called “Ghost does not break up”, is that what I mean?”

Russell sighed with boredom: “He sacrificed his soul and Stigma to his own work, and created a phantom that does not exist in this world. It cannot be isolated due to operation.”

Like a virus, it turns into fragments of everywhere, parasitizes in the White Silver Sea, and is difficult to eradicate.

“Over the past 70 years, he has been like a devil, tirelessly tempting people to hell and ruining himself. I don’t know how many riots have been triggered.”

“Sounds like’Mephistopheles’.”

“Who said no? Have you seen the broken book “Faust”? That’s the companion he took away from heaven…the thing is like a master, can you only say that?”

Russell knocked on the desktop and said coldly: “If it were him, the cell source of the’Eternal Beast’ could be explained. After all, Golden Dawn is a remnant of Utopia. It is not surprising to have this collection.

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Take great pains to provoke the general’s ambitions and create all of this. Two major Elements Of Destruction have been introduced in the current situation, right? “

He said: “The [fusion] of Elements Of Destruction.”

In this hell on earth, the union between Elements Of Destruction is about to begin.

The seeds capable of destroying the world are slowly sprouting in the gestation.

Elements Of Destruction is called elements because of such hidden dangers.

——The power that may destroy the present situation.

Such words are too general and they are nothing more than information released to the outside world.

On the monument of the Silent Man created before the disappearance of the previous generation of presidents, there are only twenty-four Elements Of Destruction that have been revealed so far.

Twenty-four forces that can destroy the entire world. Nine of them have been permanently contained by Inheritance Yard, and four including Old Gaia have been completely destroyed.

But there are too many things that may destroy the entire world. At best, it is possible. Do you need to care about it?

There is so much in this world that can destroy all of this, who can count it? More often, to usher in destruction, it only takes a madman who does not hesitate to ignite the fuse.

To be more precise, the so-called ‘Elements Of Destruction’ should be that once a certain prerequisite is completed, it will inevitably be able to destroy the existing things!

This is a secret strictly guarded by institutions above the decision-making room. As the Vice Principal of Ivory Tower, Isaac has only heard a few words.

For example-Elements Of Destruction actually correspond to each other.

The essence of 24 Elements Of Destruction is calculated by mobilizing the infinite wisdom of the White Silver Sea through the stone tablet of the Silent, and twelve kinds of “destruction endings” that will appear in the future.

Once the corresponding Elements Of Destruction are combined, the fate and future of everything will be completely rewritten.

The destruction of the present is imminent.

Once the deepening is completed, the moor virus will begin to spread wildly and occupy everything.

In the end, combine with Rancher’s divinity.

The faith of the undead and the existence of the undead are integrated, completing the synthesis of Elements Of Destruction…

“But…Rancher’s counterpart is not an immortal beast.” Vice Principal couldn’t understand: “It should be ‘The Man In Gray’, right?”

“The Man In Gray rejected Abyss, Isaac, as long as he does not give up the responsibilities left to him by the chairman, then he will be impossible for Rancher and won’t sound for him’ ha The horn of the Battle of Megiddon. That was the last protection left by the previous president to his assistant.”

Russell sneered: “Guess ‘Golden Dawn’ as Elements Of Destruction, what does it correspond to?”

Isaac did not speak.

——As Elements Of Destruction, [Golden Dawn], the corresponding is [Heaven]!

But the kingdom of heaven has fallen in Perun’s hands.

The wreckage is missing.

Back then, Isaac didn’t know much about it. He didn’t know if Perron chose to destroy the kingdom of heaven in order to eradicate Golden Dawn, or for his own purposes.

Regardless of the reason, the result will not change.

As Elements Of Destruction, Golden Dawn has just been born, and it has lost its other half, unable to get the final complement.

All of this is Golden Dawn’s hell experiment in a different way.

Using the inner circle of Tanba as a petri dish, combining the power of two Elements Of Destruction on a mixed culture medium, in order to see the real result.

Breaking Yingzhou’s hell blockade is just by the way. They have to trade hundreds of thousands of lives in exchange for the final answer!

Now, under the call of more and more, the thunderclouds are beating.

The hell on earth is roaring, and the invisible gravity is pulling the power of ‘Elysium’, opening the way to hell.

“MagnaEstVeritasEtPraevavebit——”

The truth is everlasting.

Above the burning Empire State Building, Woodman looked up at the gloomy sky, smiled indifferently, and built a frame of creation from hell in the increasing depth.

All this is shrouded in hell.

The Marsh virus is sprouting rapidly, metamorphosing and evolving again, spreading from the entire inner circle of Tanbo, and deeply integrated with the increasingly divine nature…

“At this point, no matter how wasteful Inheritance Yard is, he should have noticed that there is a ‘damper’ on the Doomsday Clock?”

He whispered softly, lifts the head, looked towards the distance.

After the sky suddenly shattered, the light of extinction dropped from the sky. The rays of light are as sharp as a knife, cutting the dark clouds from south to north, and then suddenly turning around, perfectly rounding the Danbo area.

The light is like an iron curtain, instantly isolating the inside and outside.

The purification sequence, start!

In a short while, the monsters from the “Border Prison Test Area” will drive straight in and destroy everything they can see. Through the subsequent sixteen procedures, from physics to memory to history, the entire Danbo inner circle Erase from the world…

Woodman looked down at it all with a mocking smile.

Whether it can continue to exist here has nothing to do with him.

What Golden Dawn wants is just the final result. The data and changes between [Yes] and [No] will all be recorded during the observation.

Destruction will only make the deepening faster, just like war and massacre.

It has always been the only way to create hell.

Now, with the sound of the earth, the huge monster that exists between the present realm, the border and the hell appears a hideous corner. When countless crowded buildings were pushed open to both sides out of thin air, heavy doors emerged from the front of the inner circle of Tanba.

The dark door door is full of painful reliefs, and the moment the huge outline emerges from the air, the cold breath spreads to all around, freezing everything.

That is the last posthumous work from the creator Rodin-Gate of Hell, which completely isolates all pollution and monsters in Inheritance Yard from the present.

Now, the door leading to Lin Bo in Border Prison opened slowly.

The long-lost silhouette emerges from it, staring at the hell in front of him with pity in his eyes.

——The Creator·Shah!

The man who had always smiled jokingly was serious now, and he used naked eye to assess and witness everything in front of him, completing the final procedure.

There is no cure here.

Next is the time to start the purification…

His palm was slowly raised, and along with his movements, the Gate of Hell shook and roared. The huge monster from the side prison behind the door let out a hungry scream. The impatient wanted to participate in this tragic scene. In the fight and poisoning.

But the narrow Gate of Hell could not be opened.

Shah’s movements stopped in place.

Slowly raised his pupils and looked towards the front. From the thin rain, a distressed silhouette emerged.

It’s like rushing all the way, crawling around, covered in scars, staggering forward, embarrassed like beggar walking on the street.

But now, he is standing in front of Shah and Gate of Hell, struggling to support his shaking knees.

Just like that, spread your arms.

Facing extinction and death.

From the bird’s eye view of countless probes, that person’s face is clearly visible…

Miyamoto Genichiro.

“Why bother, Miyamoto.”

Shah looked at his student with pity in his eyes: “You know, the purification sequence has never been undone. This will only sacrifice yourself.”

“Then sacrifice me!”

Miyamoto trembled and replied hoarsely: “Please take my life! Divine City is my student, and the tools used to create Marsh Disease are my tools. I should die, I should die here!”

“But Teacher…”

He was already crying and knelt on the ground, “Please save my compatriots, please, please…”

In the brief silence, Shah lowered his eyes.

“Sorry, Miyamoto.” He said, “I can do nothing.”

“Then, I will not give up either!”

Miyamoto’s face twitched, unable to restrain his fear, but never left from the front: “I have given up too many times, Teacher, please allow me to die here and be with them.”

“So, how about adding me?”

Behind him, a hoarse voice sounded.

Under the umbrella held by the students, the old man in a wheelchair and a respirator was pushed forward, his chest undulating hard, and through the respirator, he made a muddy breathing sound.

Kyoto University, former head of the Faculty of Science, Jingjuro Eguro…

Miyamoto lifts the head in amazement, looking towards him.

“Idiot, what can you do alone? You don’t even have a budget, just one iron waste.”

Under the respirator, the old man’s ruthless tongue touched his old friend, and when he looked at the Gate of Hell, his voice was hoarse: “I am also a hybrid in the inner circle of Danbo. If you want to destroy them, please join me. “

Beside him, the old bastard who had just thrown off the police uniform rushed over, panting violently.

In the distance, the engine sound of the breakthrough blockade kept ringing, and one silhouette after another emerged from the depths of the rain screen, passing through the border, coming from all over the world…

Ivory Tower, Empire Academy, Ivy League, Egyptian King University…

Either male or female, or young, but most of them are elderly.

At this moment, whether it is Scholar or Ascender, or the Alchemy division of the Stone Cauldron Society, or others, after taking off their uniforms and logos, the old people took off their hats, lifted their hair, and showed Out of their own hybrid characteristics.

In this way, together with Miyamoto, stand in front of Purifying Legion.

Waiting for destruction in silence.

The silent struggle.

“You know what you are doing, right?”

Shah looked at the blockers in front of him regretfully, “You can only sacrifice yourself in vain, and the purification sequence will not be cancelled because of your resistance.”

“At least give them a chance, Teacher!”

Miyamoto knelt on the ground and humblely prayed: “As long as there is a chance…Teacher, please…Is anyone born to live in hell!”

“Miyamoto, among the students I have taken, you are the worst class…”

Shah sighed in pity, but the raised hand did not fall off after all, he slowly clenched his fingers and retracted.

The gates of hell are not at all closed.

Thousands of pairs of hungry eyes behind the door stared coldly at the world in front of them.

“You only have fifteen minutes, Miyamoto.”

Shah whispered: “With my authority, I can only do so much for you. At the price, no matter what the result is, your life will no longer belong to you, and the rest of your life will be spent in Inheritance Yard. , You will continue to serve the current situation as a prisoner.”

Fifteen minutes, in exchange for a lifetime.

Miyamoto slumped on the ground, covering his face, but unable to bear wept with joy.

“Thank you, Teacher, thank you…”

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In the Dragon Summoning Flute projection, Russell squeezed his chin and looked over curiously: “By the way, Isaac, isn’t Miyamoto being watched by you?”

“Yes, but he ran away after receiving an email.”

Vice Principal calmly nodded and apologized: “Sorry, sir, this is my negligence.”

“…”

In the silence, Russell’s expression became heavy, and he scratched his head helplessly, “Isaac, this is a big mistake, it can’t be fooled by deducting two days’ wages… at least it will be deducted for a week! “

Isaac is still expressionless, just strokes his chest and salutes: “Thank you for your punishment.”

“It doesn’t have to be.” Russell said, “However, I am very curious. Who sent that email?”

Isaac shook his head: “The channel from Astronomical Society seems to be a secret channel message, but I think this matter… has something to do with one of our Teachers.”

Russell raised his eyebrows, understanding.

Among the mountains, inside and outside the enclosed resort hotel, Ai Qing stared at the live broadcast of Tomorrow News, the lighter between his five fingers whirled silently.

This is the last e-mail message she sent to Miyamoto during the short delay before handing over the phone.

There are only three words for fetus.

With Miyamoto’s ability, it is not difficult to guess what happened, and it is not difficult to imagine what will happen next. It is too cold to expect Ranan to make sacrifices to an old Scholar, but apart from this, she has nothing to do.

This is the last chance she can win for Huai Shi.

Fifteen minutes…

Huai Shi, this is your last time.

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When the extinction ushered in the countdown, the final battle within the alliance was finally about to come to an end.

In the dilapidated Conference Hall, the corpses were already drenched with blood. Among the dozen corpses, the old man roared and swung his knife, piercing the enemy’s heart.

Scarlet blood gushes out, staining the old face red again.

In this way, in the fighting everywhere in the burning headquarters, he breathed hard, looked up, looked towards the enemy close at hand.

“It’s still too young, Chiba.”

Sheng Tianmu grinned, pulling the blood on his face, and his smile turned hideous: “I didn’t expect it? When the old man was young, he was the king of the Danbo inner circle!”

In the corridor, the blood-stained Chiba struggled forward, fighting all the way to break through here, and the side subordinates were already dead and wounded.

He successfully pushed the last enemy into a desperate situation.

Even if I have been wounded all over.

“Come on, old bastard.”

He wiped the blood off his face, drew a large sword from the corpse on the ground, and squeezed it firmly.

Since the smoke and burning, the rebels and the president faced each other far away, forgetting the sound of the building collapsed.

This is the last Stranded Beast’s Struggle.

When the loud noise burst out in the distance, the two roared hoarsely at the same time, and the wild beast showed its minions, colliding in the same place, and the high-pitched voice of steel friction burst out.

After that, the broken knife flew up, fell from the air, fell to the ground, and fell apart.

Sheng Tianmu’s face twitched, and he lowered his head with difficulty, seeing the blade penetrating his chest from his shoulder.

The winner is divided!

“Your history is over, you are born with Tianmu, with the history of the alliance—”

Chiba twisted the blade, breathing hard: “Take your throne on the road. This is the last friendship between you and me.”

Sheng Tianmu’s mouth twitched hard, as if smiling.

Such close distance,

So good…

Exhausted his last strength, raised the trembling left hand in his sleeve, and pulled the trigger.

Amid the loud noise, a ray of scarlet burst into Chiba’s heart.

Chiba-kun, I waited all my life, not to be the president of this president. Instead, I want to prove that I didn’t fail back then-one day, I can also become a hero.

“Chiba-kun, thank you.”

He said, “Thank you.”

In the silence, Chiba slowly lowered his head, looked at the wound on his chest, and fell to the ground with the old man.

The final outcome is perish together.

I don’t know why, but he doesn’t feel angry. It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if he is dead.

It’s just a pity for others…

“It’s so stupid, I have a Tianmu.”

Chiba murmured disappointedly: “Kneel on the ground, you can’t be saved…”

If this continues, all hybrids can only suffocate and die silently.

But if you die, you should scream.

At least let people know that they… used to exist.

“People cannot live in the world, we can at least go to hell…”

He leaned on the wall, exhausted his last time, looking at the dark sky beyond the broken wall: “We have no way to go except hell.”

“You are really a hero, Chiba-kun, I am far inferior to you…”

In a pool of blood, Sheng Tianmu laughed silently.

Obviously at the time of his death, in such a precious time, he didn’t at all recall the warm memories with his family. The only thing he could remember was the scene of the first meeting with the youngster.

When the Time Jumper from the future knelt in front of his eyes and begged for his help, he was so delighted and happy.

It’s as if the pain of a lifetime has been redeemed.

“Please let me help you.” Shengtianmu held the youngster’s hand, and said forcefully: “Please must let me help you!”

He has only one problem.

“Excuse me, what was it like before I died?”

At that time, the youngster raised his head and told him seriously: “Impressive!”

Joke.

He knew it was a lie.

I must be deadly battered and exhausted, right?

He has always been like this, afraid of failure, never took risks, never sacrificed anything. If there is nothing to do, then he will kneel at the feet of the enemy begging for mercy, tearing down and begging them to be magnanimous and spare his life…

In the end, he was killed like a wild dog.

Over the years, I have had such terrifying dreams countless times.

Woke up countless times, frightened countless times.

I am ashamed of my weakness and sad for my embarrassment. Suffering for my failure, desperate for all this.

Weep and cry for not being a hero.

Now, death has finally arrived, and all the nightmares that had been feared have been disappeared, replaced by the peace and security of hard to describe.

It’s not painful, but a smile of contentment that is impossible to bear.

“Chiba-san, dreams are indeed a lie.”

He extended the hand hard, exhausted his last strength, trying to touch the distant fire, but everything seemed to become a bubble, gradually dimming and gradually dissipating.

The dream is the opposite.

Everyone, don’t be afraid.

This time, we must be able to have…

Future.