Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 1163: Hell on earth (middle)

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The world is silent, only the wind whistling in the distance.

Those destructions and loud noises were isolated with the appearance of the projection, as if a small greenhouse was separated in a world full of turbulence, fire, thunder, and storms.

At the moment when the projection announces its identity.

But in such a solemn atmosphere, Huai Shi's shoulders couldn't help shaking.

Don't overdo it.

With a flutter.

Embarrassment is like a stuffy fart, always sudden. At this moment, even the Aleister or...the Fool frowned slightly, lost in doubt, unable to understand Huai Shi's reaction.

"Sorry, I just found out that it was linked to the current story in a strange place, and I couldn't help it."

Huai Shi waved his hand: "Unfortunately, Woodman died early, otherwise the gray fog of original sin would set you off... Well, it's okay, you go on, go on, next, can we fast forward to give me a code name, everyone? Have a meeting together?"

"If you have such an idea, we will naturally not refuse."

The Fool ignored the mockery in Huai’s words, but patiently said: “In the golden sequence of Aleister today, [Death], [The Hanged Man], and [Judgement] are all very strong with you. Adaptability, if you are willing to come, we are willing to abdicate to the virtuous-if it is you, even the crucial vacancy like [Wheel of Destiny] can be filled, right?"

"It sounds like you all started a small department in the golden dawn?"

Huai Shi couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words: "What is this? The inner ring is inside the inner ring? With the matryove this level, can there be one more hairtail at the end of the year?

If you are so generous, why not give up the position under your **** and give me a seat? "

Until now, he finally realized the weird nature of Aleister himself...

Regardless of the internal structure built according to the sequence of the Tarot cards, you can understand it only by looking at the [Tower] that controls the ladder and the [World] that interferes with the Great Secret Apparatus.

That is definitely the result carefully selected and cultivated from countless **** tool people.

And the existence of the ‘Arestas’, for the Golden Dawn, is a toolbox prepared to destroy the present realm!

And even if you ignore the Golden Dawn, among all the information about Tarot cards... the most special and important thing is probably the existence of [The Fool].

The serial number is 0.

The beginning of the tarot card, the enlightenment and foundation of all things and changes.

Regardless of any other cards or all changes, they are all based on the existence of the Fool.

Up to this moment, no card belonging to the Fool has appeared on the chessboard.

It's not that the opponent has never entered.

It is that even the rules of the gambling game cannot interpret and transcribe the other party's existence, just like an independent record that cannot be compiled again, not accepting any changes, but silently infiltrating the rules.

Came to the front of Huai Shi.

What does he want to do?

What the **** is he?

Huai Shi was on guard, uneasy in her heart.

"my position?"

The Fool sighed regretfully: "Except for the [lover] who is never set, you can choose among other titles, but it is impossible to be [The Fool].

This is not because of stinginess or jealousy, but purely because of differences in nature.

I, myself, is an entity composed of the characteristics of all the members of the sequence, and constitutes the deepest essence of the Aleister group-simply on the individual, how can it be summarized in a comprehensive manner? "

Huai Shi was silent.

Only the expression is getting colder.

The other party didn't conceal his own existence at all, and generously showed all the secrets before Huai Shi's eyes.

The so-called [The Fool] itself is composed of all the sequences of Aleister, and even all the inner and outer arrays of the Golden Dawn, as well as the subconscious and event records of the members of countless derivative organizations.

It can be said that the foundation formed by the fusion of countless Aleister's consciousness.

If Aleister’s siblings are carefully crafted by the Golden Dawn of existence, he is the soul that Golden Dawn has created for himself!

Now, the golden dawn is right in front of my own eyes.

first meet--

In this short and dead silence, Huai Shi stared at the existence before her indifferently.

The earth-shaking noises and fires rose in the distance, and the earth was shaken like a blanket, causing new wrinkles and cracks.

But here it is calm.

Like a small safe haven, independent from storms and ocean tides.

The bright light illuminates the pupils of the two of them.

As if to perish, light a candle for the meeting between the two sides.

"Fool, come here, should I feel flattered?"

Huai Shi looked at his neck carefully and seriously: "Or do you need me to salute your throne?"

"What you want to give me is not etiquette, Huai Shi, but a sword. It's like you won't be pleased with my arrival, you just want to kill me.

Let me guess, eh, decapitation? "

The Fool paced carelessly, stomping barefoot on the ground that was burnt to black, but spotless, because what is separated from the world is not that small gap, but the long distance from here to the bottom of the abyss .

"I don't like lies. There will be no brief descriptions of lies. In comparison, I prefer to be honest and honest--"

He said, “Only sincerity can be the prerequisite for communication. Only when communication is understood can we identify with it. Only with identification can we gather together from the heart and work together.”

"I want to talk to you."

Fool, no, Golden Dawn said.

"And then? Usher in betrayal, fall, blood and tears, and death."

Huai Shi sneered: "Does this process sound familiar to you? It's like, when did it happen?"

"Things that have already existed are bound to happen again."

The Fool shook his head and looked at the distant world: "Those are things that have happened countless times. If one day, it happened to Golden Dawn, I would not have any exceptions.

There are many things that were destined from the beginning.

It's like everything in front of you and me—"

As he said, he waved his hand to dissipate the invisible bubbles, causing a deafening roar to explode from their ears again.

Amidst the screams of the earth, the hurricane wailing, and the billowing thunderclouds in the distance, outlined the solemn outline of the skeleton monarch and the giants of the world when they wrestled with each other.

That is the crowned man of America, the world giant Talter Kutli, the incarnation of the infinite land at this moment shows his great power, suppressing the rushing river of blood with his own power, and colliding with the ruler. Place.

The earth collapsed in the trampling.

Soon, the viscous and filthy liquid constantly oozes out of the cracks, and the gloomy eye has been implanted in the deepest part of the earth. The source of corruption and distortion is constantly spreading, and the threads are flowing upwards along the ankles of the giants of the world. Climbing, continual corrosion and infiltration, caused massive amounts of soil and rock to peel off, miraculously declining.

But new destruction fell from the dome again, and endless natural disasters continued to be generated from the mobilization of the storm totem, covering the whole area. The outline of Osiris rose from the storm, and everything he passed was red with blood.

The corona supported by Fusang was constantly turbulent, gradually diminishing, shrinking inward.

The majestic light wheel of the sun calendar stone clashes left and right in the dark, crushing the bones of the country, but more aberrations continue to spread under the power of the King’s Law.

Among the dim stars, cracks are slowly extending to the inside.

The war continues.

It will not be stopped because of Huai Shi's victory, nor will it be slowed down by the dawn of dawn, but... ushered in the full counterattack of the abyss!

"It's spectacular."

The Fool sighed softly: "The sky is shattered, the earth collapses, and the smell of flying ashes and blood from the bones is floating in the wind. Have you seen that, the world has become like hell.

Everything will have a day of destruction, no matter how noble ideals and how huge the world is. "

"Didn't you make this yourself?"

Huai Shi sneered: "You started the war with your own hands and destroyed everything with your own hands. Why bother to weep in silence again?"

"No, you shouldn't be saying that?"

The Fool turned his head and looked at him, helplessly spread his hands: "Perhaps, there is a certain reason for us, but Golden Liming is far from qualified to be the source of all evil.

Besides, isn't the war created by the two sides together? "

He said: "The two opposite sides fight each other, kill each other, destroy the enemy at all costs, and save themselves. Only in this way is called a war.

Otherwise, it's just massacre and extinction. "

The meaningful words and countless riddles hidden in them made Huaishi couldn't help but laugh.

No, it should be said, I almost vomited up overnight.

Play this set in front of yourself?

He didn't catch a cold as early as eight hundred years ago!

Could you change the skin of a beautiful big sister next time? At least in this way, I will give face and be shaken by one or two.

"Have I misunderstood it?"

Huai Shi asked: "Golden Dawn spent a lot of time in the hell, making waves in hell, and in the end, in order to create a poet, describe all this to me in beautiful words, so that it will fall into the writings in the future and be recorded forever in the annals of history?"

"Well, that's fine, but it doesn't matter."

The Fool shook his head casually and didn't care about Huai Shi's mockery: "But, have you really wondered? Huai Shi-why are the two parties'equal'?"

Above the countless dust, the Fool suddenly turned his head and asked: "Why is it possible to fight many hells in just a few thousand years of history?"

"Why can the lonely present realm survive so many battles between the realms?"

He asked: "Relying on the so-called sacrifice? But is sacrifice a omnipotence? If a bargaining chip is burned out, it will only leave ashes of a bargaining chip."

"--But why can you stand against the abyss?"

Huai Shi looked at him coldly.

Unmoved.

"Yes, why?"

He nodded without ups and downs: "It makes sense, why have I never thought about such a problem? Could you please tell me?

It's not that you are in **** and you are in the present, breaking into the abyss to be a double agent and a doll, right?

Unexpectedly, for such a long time, you turned out to be silently dragging the **** back and protecting us. It is really sad, worthy of the golden dawn, and admirable.

Do you want me to give you a medal on behalf of the state, as two banners? "

He paused, the hypocritical smile on his face disappeared, and he was expressionless again: "Or, let's skip the boring part of the mouth and gun, and start to die?"

The sound of the Seven Seas echoed.

The sharp blade drove into the ground between the two.

Cut through those hypocritical attitudes and useless words.

The cold killing intent rose from the blade, but the Fool remained indifferent.

On the contrary, he appeared in a daze and surprise.

"Is this the technique of casting? It is a perfect match with the nature of your soul."

The Fool's heartfelt admiration: "It seems that you have indeed obtained the complete inheritance of the sun-forge, and given time, the fruits of the forge will be able to be revived from your hands."

In this way, he stretched out his hand to touch the blade, ignoring the sharp wave of infinite water vapor on the blade.

In an instant, the palm of his hand was smashed into pieces.

All wrists broke.

But he did not regret it.

"Besides, you must have got more? The representative skills of the thirteen casting kings, the drawings and structures of the gear emperor, and even... immortal machines?"

He looked at Huai Shi's right hand, where the melting furnace was once, but his expression was not greedy, but calm: "Why isn't the Astronomical Society like a treasure, Huai Shi?

Why is such an amazing creation just being shelved? "

"When the blue realm fell dozens of epochs ago, Twilight Land exhausted all of its potential, and all the casting kings exhausted all methods. Finally, they needed the help of the workshop owners to complete immortality. machine……"

Today, their achievements have already been easily surpassed by you and left behind.

In an ancient era, a whole world, the largest and most advanced civilization bred through hundreds of thousands of years. They sacrificed all the treasures they obtained later, for the Astronomical Society, it turned out to be nothing more than one or two techniques that could be used for reference.

Moreover, this is just one of them. There are countless similar examples—the reproductive technique of the dome, the white map of the land, the technique of planting the waves in the dark sea, and the great idea of ​​the city on the other shore...those things~www.mtlnovel. com~ For the Astronomical Society, it is just a collection to show off its heritage.

Countless dead have spent their entire lives, and the final result has been abandoned by you.

Why?

There is only one reason, because ‘we’ are the Astronomical Society!

Ha, how arrogant, how great, how... sad! "

The Fool grinned and laughed suddenly.

On that lofty face, ridicule and contempt unique to humans emerged.

"Why, Huai Shi! Could you please tell me-why the present realm relies on a short period of tens of thousands of years, and the Astronomical Society relies on a period of hundreds of years, so that it has surpassed the end results of all epochs. ?

Why can the present realm use its own power to fight against the rulers of **** who have survived countless catastrophes to the present?

Are you the only lucky ones compared to the world in countless past epochs? But has this world ever been so generous—"

"Miracles are conserved, Huai Shi, everything has a price."

Now, the Fool hangs on the broken ground and once again asks the inheritors of the Utopia:

"——Where did this share of prosperity and prosperity that you are so proud of come from?"

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