Apocalyptic Forecast

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The light bulbs hanging from the iron wall glowed dimly, illuminating the boiling crucible and messy pieces of metal on the table.

In addition to the thunder outside the door and the heavy rain that fell to the ground, in the enclosed space, only breathing like a wind box.

Red Glove was naked and clenched his teeth to change the bandage of his bloody body. When he removed the gauze adhering to the flesh, scarlet blood oozed from behind the torn scab.

It was like being stuffed into countless blades. Those fine cuts opened like pink little mouths and spit out scarlet saliva.

"FUXK! The monster junior high school student of Eastern Xia..."

Red Glove cursed in a low voice, picked up the spray can, and pressed against the wound, a burst of green spray fell on him, as if sulfuric acid fell in the alkaline liquid, the chi chi sounded.

In the repressed painful roar, those pale green mists seemed to be alive, slashing into his wounds, and then, the whole body wriggled like a snake's nest.

He collapsed on the ground, cramped in pain, and then unable to bear the painful roar.

Something was fighting with his body as the battlefield. Soon, blood and debris from the internal organs flowed out of the wound, with a deep green, and a ray of ink like ash.

That's the poison of Chang Geng barely squeezed out of the heart...

If it is someone else, I'm afraid it's already dead at this moment? If it weren't for his own Stigma · Taxim, he could temporarily zombie his body, I'm afraid I can't stand the attack of this fight poison with poison.

In just a few seconds, he was sweating and sweating mixed with the decayed blood from the wound.

It was like a living corpse dragged by a tomb robber from a coffin.

But no matter what, he is still alive.

Even the experience of this time dying, let him have a lot of confidence in his advanced nightmare and step into the Fourth Stage.

When the alarm sounded, he finally got up from the ground with strength, picked up the pliers, and poured the silver liquid from the boiling crucible into the iron cup.

chi chi sounded.

What a delicious drink there is, obviously, a boiling metal solution!

Even if it is half-zombie now, Red Glove hesitated for a long time after picking up the cup, but this temporary preparation of Silver Blood Elixir only has an effect when it is liquid.

He made up his mind to drink.

In a severe scorching pain, he almost suspected that his esophagus and mouth were burned to carbon, but this was the necessary price.

This kind of liquid, which is fatal to ordinary people, is actually a miniature Stigma without grades-a temporary miracle carried in a liquid metal container, which can repair the damaged Stigma and body in a short time. Like 10000 can glue.

The technology that keeps it liquid at room temperature is the secret of various alchemy workshops, and it is absolutely leaked. Now he can only deploy this serious version to save the emergency.

Soon, his bloody half of the body closed up, and there was a trace of iron light in the wound. The solidified iron seems to be fuse together with flesh and blood, re-bonding the body that is on the verge of breaking.

And this severe pain also consumed his remaining energy, making his expression more dizzy and almost fainted.

His trembling palm groped a bag from his pocket, unpacked it, took out the incense inside, and lit it with his Elementium fire.

A plume of smoke entered his nostrils.

The pale face gradually turned ruddy, and the lack of energy recovered slowly under the stimulation of incense, but it was less than 10% of the normal state.

After all, the convenient creation of red and blue bottles in online games is unrealistic. Even if it is expensive, it can sell several millions of dollars. After all, it is a life-saving prop at a critical time.

Metal repairs the flesh and incense maintains the soul. This is the daily routine of Ascender on every frontier.

Until now, he finally took out his hand, took the long-vibrating mobile phone to his ear and connected it.

"It's me, I'm still in New Ocean."

"What's the situation?" the person on the phone asked.

"I was hurt a bit, and I am still losing blood. Fortunately, you gave the 4 of spades, otherwise I would be caught."

He panted with one hand on his jacket with difficulty: "The current New Ocean has been fully plugged by the leads of the Astronomical Society, and the spare safe house has also been found... Don't worry, I will leave at midnight, my own retreat. No traces will be left."

"Be careful about 10000 things, don't stay on the spot anymore, come back as soon as possible."

The person on the phone finally exhorted: "Although the wedge of New Ocean has not been removed, it does not hinder the overall situation-your task has been completed, and soon we will be able to open up the path to Magic City... If the situation is crisis, make your own decision. Well, save yourself first."

Red Glove hung up the phone indifferently, and began to destroy all the things that could not be taken away, and soon it was finished.

The time is 11:15.

It's time to leave this city of living corpses...

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a roar of collision in the distance.

Red Glove was taken aback, looked towards the surveillance screen in the corner.

--someone is coming.

He stretched out his palms and called out the fish tank, looking down into the water.

Just outside the door, a red sports car slammed into the mountain of containers, emitting black smoke.

Car accident?

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"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

In a puff of smoke, Huai Shi crawled out of the car in embarrassment, feeling dizzy, and a cold rainstorm awakened him.

He looked at all around blankly, seeing the piles of containers piled up like a mountain in the dock area, and the sea as cold as iron in the distance under the gloomy sky.

"Here we are?"

"Well, here it is."

The nearly surviving crow flew out of the car and looked around all around: "Would you not find a parking lot? Even if I said to be reckless, you don't need to be so hard-headed that you just drove the car and crashed into it. Right?"

"Have you forgotten what you did yourself!" Huai Shi glared at him. "Even if I park the car, I don't have money to pay for the fare!"

"Then you won't leave the car and let Liu Dongli pay for it after he is discharged from the hospital!"

Huai Shi froze for a moment, and found that in terms of the degree of conscience, this broken bird is better-in terms of the degree of black heart, I Huai Shi would like to respect you as the strongest.

Under the heavy rain, he watched all around and distinguished the terrain, and found that he was completely confused. No matter where it was, it seemed the same. It was a cross road made up of containers in 5 colors and 6 colors.

I can't tell where I am.

Let alone find out the Red Glove hidden in it.

Said to go out to fight monsters.

The place is here.

Weird?

The crow pondered for a moment and then gave a bad idea: "Why don't you try to shout twice?"

Huai Shi froze for a moment, and immediately nodded in agreement. He raised his hands and pinched a trumpet to his mouth, shouting: "Hello? Are you there? Anyone? The fellow opens the door to send warmth... Red Glove Old Brother, where are you? Are you hiding it?"

No one responded.

In the darkness, Red Glove looked at the reflection of the water indifferently, expressionless.

"What? Is it funny?"

Suddenly, the water in the fish tank started to wave slightly.

The distant perspective looked around all around, after confirming that there was no who ambush, it seemed to put down the Telescope, and then picked up something.

So a neat and detailed cross appeared in the mirror...

While moving slowly, he aimed at Huai Shi's hood.

At the top of the tower crane hanging high in the air, the silhouette covered with dust cloth crawling on the boom slowly got up, letting the rain wash away his pale skin, and there was no expression in his sluggish eyes, only one. The goldfish was swimming slowly.

The heavy sniper rifle was flattened in his hand.

Stop breathing.

In the painful suffocation, the deep gun barrel pointed forward from the pair of flat hands, and the dark gun god reflected the endless rainstorm in the sky.

At that moment, after a shower of several hundred meters, the scope had locked on the unsuspecting fuzzy silhouette in the rain.

The thumb shrinks slightly.

And at that moment, the sight in the scope suddenly turned to one side, and a huge scarlet pupil emerged from it. It seemed to stare straight at the face of Red Glove through the reflection of the fish tank.

The instant shock made Red Glove's hands shook, almost knocking over the fish tank.

What the hell !

"What are you doing, little man."

The crow that fell on the gun and was aiming into the sniper scope and said: "Is it inappropriate to stand so high when it rains?"

"Hey..."

As she said, she raised her paw and put what she was holding into the dull puppet's hand.

"A good thing for you."

Under the control of the Red Glove, the puppet looked down subconsciously, and then saw a long...iron wire in his hand?

At that moment, a faint blue rays of light seemed to light up from the iron wire.

In the next second, in the roar of thunder, he could see nothing.

Bang!

"Whatthefuxk!"

Red Glove staggered back like a thunderbolt, covering his forehead subconsciously, feeling the split Elementium turned into scorched pain by thunderbolt.

What made him even more disturbed was that that weird crow could not help but reminiscent of the now-famous Crowned White Emperor of Eastern Xia, the girl who always runs around with a pigeon...

He suddenly shuddered: How many monsters of the same batch have been produced by the group of lunatics in Jixia?

If this is the case, then avoiding and hiding is meaningless.

Only a desperate fight can there be a glimmer of survival.

His expression became gloomy, he clenched his fists hard, and after hearing the sharp sound of steel breaking from a distance, he slowly pushed the door and walked out of the hidden container.

Facing the heavy rain, just in front of the intersection between the piles of steel, the shouting of the boy 4 stopped abruptly.

"It really came out?"

Huai Shi was also surprised, as if she really jumped out of no one when she shouted that no one would save you.

"You are the only one?"

Red Glove tilted his head and looked at all around, not at all. He found the trail of other people, and his expression became colder and colder: "Eastern Xia is really inferior to one generation?"

"Ah, no, you may have misunderstood."

Huai Shi waved his hand awkwardly, feeling helplessly: "Although it is not the first time I met, I should also introduce myself, but I don't like that kind of politeness, so if you really want to give me a name, you can call me... …"

As he said, he took off his hood, revealing his face, and the pink mask covering his face:

"——Little Piggy Of Huaihai Road."

"..."

Red Glove froze.

what the hell stuff?

Areyoukiddingme?

What is Huai, what is sea, what is road, what is small, what is Peppa Pig?

Understandably, no matter who sees that mask, he will inevitably be surprised, right?

And at the moment he was stunned, Huai Shi, who had been preparing for this moment for a long time, drew Liu Dongli's gun from his back, pointed it sharply at his face, and pulled the trigger.

--boom!