Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 1011: decision making

Half an hour after the decision of Chapter 101 of the Apocalypse Forecast Text Volume, a tragic neighing sounded from the abyss of the dark sea.

   Under the pull of countless chains, the convulsive apoptotic mountain finally crawled out of the ocean, to be exact...from the endless gastric juice.

   There is only one skeleton that decays rapidly, and the remaining texture is convulsing and convulsing.

   As early as half an hour ago, at the moment when the portal was opened, the crown wearer eager for revenge roared behind the door, and after most of his body crawled over, he finally found something wrong.

   braked hard and tried to back up.

   Unfortunately, it's too late.

   The neck of the duck is all put in the mouth, where is the possibility of letting it go again?

   only took less than half a minute, and it was already like this when the crowd pulled it out of the blessed land.

   Hedi looked at the dying distortion species coldly, and didn't say anything.

   just waved.

   Soon, a large number of living creatures were dumped into the sea of ​​gastric juice that rose rapidly behind the portal.

   The rancher is a generous and tolerant god, who doesn’t care about the offenses of the jesters at the table. In order to make up for the missing piece of dessert on the noble existence's dinner plate, they made up for the four **** groups.

   Fortunately, He is not picky eaters.

   And the only thing I can get is the sculpture in Hedi's hand, which is full of fissures, and the **** is raised towards the comer.

   vividly conveyed the ridicule from afar to the attackers.

Snapped!

   With a crisp sound, the statue was crushed by Hedi.

   The alchemist remained expressionless.

   "He found us."

   He turned around and said, "The next step is not necessarily easy."

   "It is true, but we have more important things to do. It is impossible to leave the situation of the war of the worlds alone just because of one person."

   Baiban conveyed the judgment from other colleagues: "According to conservative estimates, we only need to drive him to the depths of hell, whatever he does, there is terror in the boundless abyss."

   "Depth is indeed threatening, but you can't expect such a person to drown in the sea... White spot, that is an orca, and the deep sea of ​​hell is completely home to him."

   Hedi shook his head: "It is not enough to drive him away from the front line. It is too negligent to let a risk factor drift outside.

   Someone must come to suppress him specifically, it is best to keep chasing him. "

   "If he has the destructive power you said, then he must not slack off-this is the proposal you initiated, then leave it to you, are there any other questions?"

   "No." Hedi shook his head.

   "Very well, Tiancheng and the clown appreciate your determination."

   "Appreciation has no meaning."

   "Rest assured, there will be sufficient power to supply you for deployment, and at the same time, someone will introduce you to it."

   White spots smiled mysteriously, letting go of his figure, and in the boundless wasteland, the ferocious mechanical beasts slowly walked out with the heat of the furnace.

On the back of    Distorted Mechanical Species, the rickety workshop owner from Purgatory grinned, took off his hat, and smiled at him.

   "It seems that now we have a common enemy, Mr. Hedi."

   "Perhaps so."

   Hedi asked: "Then what can you bring me?"

   "First of all, present a trivial gift."

  The workshop owner laughed hoarsely, and took out a bright red rose from his arms. The petals of the rose seemed to be stained with dew, but the coquettish flowers and even the barbed stems and leaves turned over with the light of metal.

Soon, as the five fingers contracted, the rose was crushed, and the sharp barbs pierced the five fingers of the workshop owner, but the juice mixed with blood and flowers flowed out from the fingers, a little bit of rain, and fell on apoptosis. Above the remains of the mountain.

   The huge mountain bone trembled violently.

  A painful roar burst from the remaining head.

   so frightened and desperate.

   Between the eyes and the mouth and nose, there was a hot fire gushing out, but a little iron light quickly germinated from its limbs, quickly filling in the missing flesh and blood.

   Steam, flames, and even pitch-black engine oil sprayed out of the ironized flesh and blood.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}   lava-like blood flows in the blood vessels like oil pipelines, while the corroded internal organs are reborn in a twisted mechanical posture. In the end, hideous The mountain of iron light wailed and crawled in front of Hedi.

   On the face covered with heavy armor, there is only eternal resentment and anger burning in the six steel pupils.

   In the reflection of his pupils, Hedi's cold smile appeared.

   Depth Thirteen·Granlin Paradise

   In the storm full of pungent and poisonous gas, the overwhelming acid rain enveloped everything, and the rainwater flowed across, converging into a river, surging surging.

   The corroded fragile sandstone continuously collapses, falls into the acid liquid, and white smoke rises.

   Under a steel canopy covering hundreds of meters, Huai Shi was supporting his chin, looking at the wet stones under his feet, the few holes just drilled out.

   waiting for the seeds to germinate.

The pots and pans next to    have been set up, just waiting for the vegetables to be planted.

After so long, Huai Shi’s Hell Survival Guide has also been sold to the fourth edition, and new and improved seeds have also been launched jointly with Yudaishan. It is said that sales have been bursting among the pioneers of Hell, and even the Administration Bureau is also proceeding. Part of the procurement and assembly of subordinate departments.

It is said that the sublimators of Yudaishan are no longer satisfied with the extent to which they can be harvested after planting. The next development goal of the next version is to find a place to plant and quickly move forward to four dishes and one soup... I can only say, this The enthusiasm of helping guys in farming is really too much.

A few minutes later, I heard a series of crackling noises from under my feet. The germinated seeds were absorbing acid and **** deposits and grew rapidly, entering the distortion of the predetermined link. After the rapid growth of tens of meters long rhizomes, they continued to grow. The buds that were trying to bite also began to swell, and in the end, they became several crops like corn.

  The abyssal precipitation is all enriched in the outer leaves, and the inner part is the edible part.

   After the processing of Huai Shi, the remaining toxicity and residue are removed. Although the taste is still touching, at least it can stutter in hell.

   In fact, Huai Shi can be made more delicious, but no matter how shiny things are, everyone is afraid to eat them, so they can only regret it.

   After a simple meal, everyone still did not relax their vigilance.

   After observing the situation for two hours and confirming that there are no traces of soldiers, Huai Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that it is safe for the time being. Everyone can rest for a few hours.

   At the guard post, Raymond and Mr. Foster changed shifts, Mr. Gregory took a rest, and Professor Anton and I took a look at the condition of the car. "

   Each settles his job.

   After putting on the gas mask, Professor Anton took the lead in raising the wind lantern and walked out of the car to start his own work.

Although he is already in his old age, the old professor's skills are better than many young people. He has eight-pack abs and abundant martial arts. He still serves as the judge of the school's full-arm fighting club, holding a wrench and a screwdriver in his hand. , Waiting to knock one or two aberrations to death is not a problem.

   Huaishi followed behind, and there was no need to worry that the old professor might accidentally flash something.

   Just take the responsibility and hand over the tools and it's done.

   "It's not a big problem. The internal stress of the outer armor is a bit out of control, and there are a few weak points. Just re-adjust the high temperature later. The wear of the tires is also much lighter than expected."

  After the huge blood-stained truck, Anton swept around with a wind lantern and patted the body of the red dragon: "This little guy is still healthy."

   The body shook slightly, as if responding to Professor Anton’s words.

   No matter how awesome the driver was, he didn't dare to offend his maintenance division. What's more, the red dragon itself, who was directly prepared, didn't dare to smell bad in front of the old professor.

   is very cute.

   "Originally, the four depths were expected to undergo a refurbishment. Now it seems that the actual situation is much optimistic. If we do not engage in high-intensity battles, our current reserves are more than enough, but such a naive idea might not be realistic.

   After I have ordered all the reserves, Professor Anton turned back and said to him: "The next step depends on your order, Huai Shi."

   "Fighting alone, without support, there are chasing soldiers behind, there is no way ahead..." In the end, Huai Shi couldn't help feeling: "It sounds really bleak."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}   "After all, it's in hell, no matter how difficult the situation is, it won't be strange." Anton calmly stared at the acid rain curtain outside the ceiling.

  Apart from the lights here, there is no trace of civilization in the eternally barren world.

   There are only eternal clouds above the sky, and even if it passes through the clouds, there are no stars behind it, only an empty deep sky leading to other abysses.

   They are already in a place far away from the present realm, in the wreckage of the world that died countless times ago.

   Among the countless hells, there are very few people who have anger, or can see anything that can move. What's more is such a dangerous and complicated environment, an empty and dead wilderness. Maybe there are some secrets buried underground, maybe there is nothing.

   Even if everyone discovers that the cracked crust is actually a piece of flesh and blood the next day, it wouldn’t be surprising.

   It's a matter of course what happens.

   This is hell.

  Sometimes I am ten times ready, and it may not be able to use it, but if it can be used, it will feel that the previous preparation is completely insufficient.

   The unknown is the most terrifying.

   The problem facing Huai Shi now is not the supply, but the plan that must be changed.

  Because of the rewards of the abyss jesters, they broke away from the deep dive prematurely, deviated from the established route, and must be corrected, or simply worked out a new route based on the existing map.

   Otherwise, if you go blindly, you will only get lost in the abyss.

   And the luck in misfortune is because the ladder of **** unfolded by the deep tide and the golden dawn makes the connection between countless hells closer and closer.

   They don't have to spend a lot of time to sneak deep, they can open the way directly at the weak point of the connection, and even a few hells will be physically connected.

   And that's the problem.

   There is no way for Huaishi and the others to quietly return to the original planned route.

   Around this **** known as the "Ganlin Paradise", the depth is ascending, and it is almost close to the front line of the battle of the worlds, and it is also the most dangerous place today.

   And the three surrounding routes are all marching routes leading to several rulers.

   And the depth goes down...

   Haha, if you go further down, it is the **** thundering white plain where many large groups of masters gather now and are regarded as a large-scale transit station!

   There are wolves in front of ~lightnovelpub.net~ and tigers in the back. There are precarious cliffs on the left and right, and sharks swimming in the deep water below.

   This is the situation they are facing now.

   "It's a dead end no matter how you look at it."

   After the break, during the impromptu meeting, Raymond pinched the stubble on his chin and sighed helplessly: "Is there no safe route for us to pass quietly?"

   "Unless you wait here for another two weeks."

  Foster, the captain, shook his head regretfully.

   The depth map is calculated by comparing the signal from the lighthouse. The countless real-time changes of **** are in his mind. He said no, then there must be no.

   He said that for two weeks, there will be no less one day.

   I really waited here for two weeks... I'm afraid the people are so cold, where can I go?

   Huai Shi pondered for a moment, and said straightforwardly: "If it doesn't work, you can only go down."

   For a moment, everyone looked up.

   A dead silence.

"Are you crazy?"

  Raymond: "We can't go on the road to death. The ghost knows how many large groups there are on the thundering white plain now, how can such a large truck go around and avoid it?"

   "If you can't avoid it, then don't hide. If you can't get around, don't forgive."

   "Nonsense, if you don't go around or hide, don't you have to shake it... Wait, won't you?"

  Raymond seemed to understand something, his expression twitched.

   numb.

   In the silence, Huaishi rubbed her hands, showing a smile that belonged to a ‘local’.

   is still a bit stuck...