Apocalypse Forecast

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In the sudden cold, Huai Shi rolled over and tried to dodge.

But he still felt a pain in his back. The opponent's movements were surprisingly fast. The coat embedded with layers of iron wire and protection was almost pierced by this blow.

After the first blow, there was another one immediately.

The sound of breaking through the air rang out again.

Huai Shi didn't look back and threw the hammer, then hid behind the shelves. Then he heard the sharp sound of steel being pierced. Immediately after, he roared and pushed the entire shelf towards his back.

In an instant, amidst the loud crash of falling to the ground, there were constant sounds of shattering.

The attacker quickly retreated, surrounded by strands of crimson mist. On his pale face, his eyes burst with blood, and he held a long cavalry sword in his left hand, which was the weapon that almost pierced Huai Shi just now.

Sublimator!

Huai Shi clicked his tongue unhappily.

The situation had entered the worst-case scenario of the plan - being blocked by the Sublimator of the Wanli Group.

In fact, it was only natural for a vault to be equipped with a Sublimator guard, so it was not unexpected. It could only be said that his luck was really bad.

When facing such a skilled enemy with a sword, Huai Shi instinctively wanted to take out his axe and make a sweeping attack.

The sight pleased the hunter.

But unfortunately, in order to hide his identity, he dared not use his weapon now, otherwise he would probably be on the top wanted list before he even left the house. Fortunately, Crow had already made a plan to deal with this situation.

As he pulled at his waist, the liquid water bag hidden under his coat instantly burst, and the viscous potion flowed down from the back of his hood, covering his whole body in an instant.

In that moment, Huai Shi reached out and pressed a Dust of Liberation into his chest, and in the next moment, darkness erupted and flames burst out from his body, enveloping him.

But this time, the flames turned into a burning crimson.

Just like dancing blood.

The color had changed.

Not only that, the iron skeleton buried inside the coat also rose up, as if the whole person was enveloped in a burning vine armor, looking particularly strange.

The face under the gas mask was quickly covered by darkness.

Druid lineage, Second Order Holy Mark - Willow Man!

Not really.

At best, it was just a fake version that looked scary. In fact, it didn't have the killing power of the rumored Willow Man Bomb Madman at all. The flames were just a change in color after mixing volatile potions, and they had no actual killing power.

His current persona was an alchemist from Rome, he couldn't afford to collapse.

"A Roman?"

Clemente was taken aback, and his expression became even more gloomy: "ебатьтвоюмать！"

Eat shit, Latin bastard!

Before he finished speaking, the extremely skilled Russian knife technique had already slashed towards Huai Shi's forehead.

Damn Russian!

How much hatred did they have for Rome!

Huai Shi couldn't afford to play the risky move of catching the blade with his bare hands, so he could only start running and dodging in the narrow and complex terrain of the vault.

Fortunately, the shelves were densely packed, otherwise Huai Shi would have been forced into a corner and killed.

In the midst of the chaos, his eyes brightened, and he leaped up and grabbed the box on top of the shelf, smashing it towards Clemente. Clemente roared, and his cavalry sword fell, cutting the box and its contents into pieces.

"Coward! Face me!" He shouted at Huai Shi in Slavic.

"I won't!"

Huai Shi spoke in Latin that he had learned from the Red Glove, and he swung the bottles and jars in his hands and smashed them towards Clemente, "You, a Russian Sublimator, are selling yourself to the Americans, and you still have the nerve to look down on others!"

Taking advantage of Clemente's momentary pause, Huai Shi finally approached his target.

The Border Relic lying in the center of the shelf!

It was an ancient-looking traditional flail.

The handle, which was as long as an average person's arm, was connected to a blood-red chain, and at the other end where the mace should have been, there was a skull carved with countless sharp snake hair.

It was really unknown where this thing was dug up from, and the alluring face still retained a trace of ferocity and pain before death.

Seeing Huai Shi reaching out towards the skull of the female demon, Clemente not only didn't panic, but a hint of mockery appeared in his expression.

Among these Border Relics preserved in the vault, the female demon skull was indeed the highest-grade A-level, but that didn't mean that Huai Shi could use it freely without the Liberation Language.

Moreover, besides the protection of the vault, all the Border Relics were cursed and had safety measures set by alchemists. If they were touched without the manager's contact, the damage would be even more astonishing than burning charcoal.

But in the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Because Huai Shi actually took out another vial from his pocket, smashed it on the flail, and the dark green liquid instantly seeped into the flail. Then, he placed his palm on the handle and easily took this weapon off the shelf.

There was no backlash at all.

- Mistletoe.Huai Shi grinned triumphantly. This was one of the safeguards left by Crow—if a crisis arose, he might have to make do with what was at hand.

In order to bypass the restrictions and prohibitions on the border relics, she exhausted her limited precious stock and a large amount of Source Material, extracting thirty grams of finished product from a large bucket of potion base.

It was named after the mistletoe because it could bypass all restrictions and directly parasitize the root system of the target, becoming a part of it.

This was a rare fusion agent, mainly used to completely melt two incompatible precious alloys. However, after Crow's modification, combined with the power of Huai Shi's 'Hand of Confinement', it created this incredibly bizarre effect.

Huai Shi would melt his own Source Material into a covering metal shape with his palm, and the mistletoe was responsible for fusing the two metals into one.

The final result was that Huai Shi was recognized by this anti-theft prohibition as part of the Skull of the Succubus.

Man and hammer as one, it sounded incredibly imposing.

Even without the release language to let the Skull of the Succubus unleash its original 'Petrifying Heavy Strike' power, it was enough to make the bastard who was chasing him to chop him down drink a pot.

Before Clement could react, Huai Shi took a step forward, swung the handle in his hand, and pulled the Skull of the Succubus down towards Clement's forehead.

The flail broke through the air, and both of them couldn't help but feel weak in the knees, their faces red and hearts pounding.

Because what this broken thing emitted was not a shriek, but a soft moan that was itching to hear.

Even the sound would change with Huai Shi's strength, now it was like suddenly turning on a pornographic film and pulling it to the end, a total mental pollution.

Clement, the security guard, had never heard of this effect, and almost got hit in the face by it in a moment of panic.

But Huai Shi wasn't embarrassed. He was a little scared at first, but after accepting this setting, well... it was ticklish, and he wanted to listen a little longer.

"Stop right there!" Huai Shi pressed on step by step: "Let grandpa hit you eight hundred times to feel good!"

With that, he suddenly swung his arm down, and the Skull of the Succubus moaned and swept towards Clement. Clement was furious, and despite the difference in quality, he clashed his cavalry sword against the flail's hammer, and sparks flew instantly, and the military sword cracked open.

The fact that it didn't break on the spot already showed that its quality was hard enough.

Then, within three steps, Clement suddenly looked up and roared.

At Huai Shi.

A dazzling flash of light burst from his eyes, shooting straight into Huai Shi's pupils.

At that moment, the wings of nothingness spread out from his back, revealing the true face of his Holy Mark.

American Lineage·Second Order Holy Mark—Gargoyle!

The American Lineage is also known as the Alien Lineage, mainly because most of the early Sublimators who formed the American Lineage were border alien-type Holy Marks, such as vampires, werewolves, ghouls, and other semi-humans considered dark races in the Middle Ages.

Therefore, America is considered an alien population.

Clement, who was hired by Wan Li, advanced to one of the most famous 'Gargoyles', not only with amazing defense, but also with a natural skill—Eyes of Hatred.

As a beast and guardian spirit that has existed for a long time, the gargoyle has also been rumored to punish evil in legends. The Eyes of Hatred developed from this origin is a judgment against enemies.

In rumors, it can summon the people killed by the enemy in their lifetime to take revenge on the enemy, but the actual effect is not so mysterious—perhaps after advancing to the fifth order 'Fallen Morning Star', just a casual glance can make people fall into hell, but the second order gargoyle is at best a low-end poor version.

Its range is to use the line of sight as a medium to launch a mental attack on the enemy—from the resentment entwined around the enemy, select the deepest strand, and then give its own Source Material to it, allowing the dead person to temporarily form a ghost-like form to take revenge on the enemy.

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Form a two-on-one effect in a short time, use it in battle to suppress and win.

The moment he was seen, a bunch of Holy Mark effects that Crow forced him to memorize popped up in Huai Shi's head. When he felt the Source Material around him rioting, he naturally knew what this thing was, and he was immediately terrified and at a loss.

The most hateful person who died under his hand would turn into a ghost to seek revenge... Don't mention the red gloves, if it was a Heluo, he wouldn't want to fight at all.

He was barely able to handle one, how could he fight another one?

But then, he saw a thick fog rising up, and a resentful scream came from it.

An old face emerged from the fog, and Qi Wen, with his twisted face, returned to the world with his lingering resentment, seeking revenge on Huai Shi.

And then?

Then there was no more.