Apocalyptic Forecast

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The first thing I felt was the beating of the heart, as if the thunderbolt in the sky had fallen into the chest cavity, and it swelled and resounded, moving like a tear in the chest cavity, turning all blood into lava and running wildly.

The expansion of the instantaneous contraction texture exploded, bringing the power and speed of hard to describe, so that Huai Shi galloped in the storm and rain, just like the dark ink extending in the mist.

In the instant silence, thunder sounded on the sky dome again.

Accompanied by overlapping gunshots.

At the moment of Huai Shi's leap, the mercenaries around the blockade pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the crossed fire net instantly enveloped the young man's shadow.

Even if his route is so weird and changeable.

Huai Shi only had time to dodge, and he was blocked from all life. On the top of the fierce carriage, the machine gun has begun to rotate again, aiming at the rushing teenager.

The trigger is about to pull.

At that moment, in front of everyone's eyes, a piece of mourning crossed.

That is light.

Like liquefied sterling silver, it fell like rain, bursting out cold and severe rays of light of countless pieces of iron and steel, stinging all eyes.

That's lightning.

The furious thunderbolt came down from the sky, and the whip of wrath struck the burning basket, with no difficulty smashing the burning fire, so that the broken fire rose.

Countless finely-shattered lightning glows walked away like snakes, spread out branches like branches, greedily licked every inch of metal around them, jumping from every bullet in the air, illuminating the teenager Eye pupil.

In the darkness, there were scarlet rays of light.

He saw it.

Disturbing torrential rains, hurricanes sweeping, criss-crossed bullets, burning fires and mists like sea tides, and blockades gradually closing in.

Everything and everything appeared to be momentarily stagnant in this sudden lightning.

Immediately afterwards, countless splashes of water rose.

Huai Shi trampled on the ground beneath his feet, jumped up in the cage intertwined by lightning and metal, flipped from the almost solidified wind, and finally rubbed the scorching bullet chain on the ground, breaking free of the cage with intersecting firepower .

As if walking between thunder and lightning.

Walking through thunder-fire.

He broke through the rainstorm and tore the mist entangled in the wind. With the roaring burst from his lungs, the arm behind him waved forward.

The heavy sacrificial knife took off his hand and flew out, pulling the lightning floating in the air, splitting the rain curtain layer by layer, and nailed into the skull of the machine gunner at the top of the Hummer from the whimper.

Bang!

Lonely!

Can't see the blood and wailing spewing out, and in a flash, the bad luck ghost was swallowed by the demon knife from the inside out into a shriveled skeleton.

When the mercenaries turned their guns and re-targeted the shadow of the boy, he had returned to his travel bag with his wish.

Show them the last smile.

"I really hope you brought a gas mask."

The teenager's pistol was pointed at the travel bag under his foot, and the trigger was pulled. The bullet tore the plastic bag in an instant, and countless gray and black dust flew up.

Immediately afterwards, in his hand holding the gun, an ash-gray flame ignited.

It's like a dust explosion.

The darkness of Disastrous Dust engulfed everything.

Immediately afterwards, tragic screams and roaring in horror sounded.

At the last moment swallowed by fear and despair, they saw a pair of red eyes...

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As the darkness faded away, the shouting commander was curling up on the chair and crying, like a abandoned boy.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the teenager leaning on the door.

It seemed to have the invisible gravity, pulling the darkness formed by Disastrous Dust into the body of his body. Like monster, he was eating the fear, despair and death that had solidified into substance.

Huai Shi lowered his head, and inserted the sacrificial knife like a work of art into the waistcoat, filling the pistol magazines intently, one by one, so carefully.

"To be honest, you are not elite at all, let alone professional."

Outside the broken window, the magazine in the boy's hand was submerged in the pistol. He slowly raised his weapon and showed the dark barrel to the last enemy: "At best, it's just a group of war stray dogs."

The trigger is pulled.

Bang!

Everything is silent.

In the countless rain falling from the sky, he turned back and stared at the direction behind him.

Wait quietly.

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In the dead car, He Luo gazed quietly at the boy waiting in the rain.

Qi Wen's expression changed, trying to suppress the panic and anger in his heart.

"What is he doing?"

“Wait for me.”

He Luo sighed softly, "He knows I am here."

With that said, he pulled out the pistol from his arms and handed it to the Qi asked, "Boss, if you are out of luck, you may have to go to Jinling by yourself."

Qi Wen's expression changed suddenly, and it was hard to maintain calm: "You... you, a Golden Rank Ascender, can't beat him?"

"That little devil..."

He Luo shook the head: "It's different from other people."

He got up slowly, but he was caught by Qi Wen again.

"Don't go!" Qi Wen's eyes widened and his expression twitched: "We don't have to fight hard with this mental illness. This is the present situation! It won't take long for someone to come!"

He Luo shook the head, unable to bear smiled.

"Do I have to escape twice with the tail in front of the same little devil?"

He stared at the boy in the rain like a ghost, his eyes narrowed slowly, his voice was cold: "If you don't kill him here, we will be upset."

As the scales grow and grow, grimace flashes from the face of the snake-like man.

He said, "I will go back as soon as I go."

With that, he slowly pushed open the door, and he walked into the heavy rain.

As his footsteps moved forward, two thick arms extended from the gap reserved for the jacket at the shoulder blade, and he pulled out two handles with the patina glowing from the back.

The slender snake tail extends from under the windbreaker and gently brushes through the water, leaving a trace of tragic green poison.

Under the supply of the almost burning Elementium, the Stigma of the Second Stage · Golden Stage Perfection-Naga is fully activated, turning his body into a 3 arm snake man with more than 4 meters.

With the spread of 4 hands, the flowing water on the ground seemed to be pulled by invisible gravity and solidified upward around his body like a rolling curtain.

The Stigma Naga from India was originally Poison Dragon and Serpent. After it was spread to Myanmar, it was captured and smelted by Alchemy teachers to capture the local miracles, forming the shape of today’s 4-handed snake man, and increasing the water affinity. And innate talent.

In the sea, rain and snow weather and wet areas naturally have a bonus.

Today he can be said to be at the peak period.

Even though it has not reached the Third Stage, it has begun to change to Legendary creatures from the inside out, but it still has amazing lethality.

If so, stare at the young man in the rain.

He grinned, a grin on his face.

Huai Shi slowly pulled out the sacrificial knife.

After being fed with blood, a bright light radiated from the blade, just like the death that was fascinating.