Apocalypse Forecast

After a mournful cry, the wheelchair disintegrated in the mud.

In an instant, countless mud trembled violently.

Did it succeed?

Huai Shi was overjoyed.

But then, his chest turned cold as a military knife protruded from his chest.

Indeed, it failed.

When he turned around in confusion, he saw Clemente crawling out of the mud, with a ferocious expression on his face. Dark aura continuously emerged from his body.

"What the hell, you're also a Level 25?"

Huai Shi was astonished.

In that instant, the previously silent dark source material trembled again, causing a riot that swept in all directions even more violently than before.

Clemente opened his mouth and forcefully expelled the dark source material that had penetrated his lungs. His crimson eyes were filled with madness.

"No... can't... stop..."

He muttered hoarsely, "I must... let... Yaga... go to the new continent..."

If you don't mess around, everyone can safely reach the new continent!

In that moment, the military knife was drawn, and Koschei swung it towards Huai Shi's head.

But Huai Shi quickly turned around, blood spurted from his chest, and he raised the axe in his hand, blocking the swift strike. He felt a numbness in his wrist from the terrifying power and killing intent.

The wound on his chest was not as important as before.

The more lice, the more it itches.

Compared to the torment of the oath on his back, this pain was like a mosquito bite. And the damage caused by the piercing was nothing to Huai Shi, who was currently under the influence of drugs.

Amidst the clang of steel collision, Huai Shi took a step back, looking down at the slowly healing wound on his chest, and then raised his head to gaze at the approaching Koschei.

With precise steps and flawless posture, Koschei raised his military knife to his chest. The coldness and solemnity in his eyes, as well as the burst of killing intent, surged forth.

Huai Shi took a deep breath and felt sweat forming in his palms.

Since boarding the ship, this was the first time he encountered an opponent without any flaws. But for some reason, instead of fear, he felt excitement.

It was like meeting a worthy opponent in a game of chess, filled with joy and anticipation.

Thus, the short knife and axe spread out from his raised arms, revealing Huai Shi's completely transformed dual-blade technique. Whether it was the Roman dagger or something else... Huai Shi eagerly changed his stance, seeking the distance for an attack in the movements of both sides.

In that instant, both of their leather boots stood firmly on the shattered floor.

A murderous light burst from their blood-red eyes.

In that moment, the undead and vampire clashed, their steel blades colliding with a sharp sound, accompanied by continuous thunderous roars.

Those were the mournful cries of the axe and military knife cutting through the air.

With only a narrow Slavic military knife, Koschei relentlessly pressed forward, suppressing Huai Shi's dual weapons. The narrow blade transmitted its power and will from the narrow edge, forcefully clashing against the axe's strikes. He punched Huai Shi's inner elbow, dispersing the blade's attack, and then raised his fist to strike Huai Shi's jaw.

Huai Shi felt his vision darken and suddenly found himself suspended in mid-air after being struck by the punch.

Then, the military knife slashed, leaving a gash across his chest.

Both of them took a step back.

Huai Shi gasped heavily, his ears ringing and a sweet taste in his mouth, feeling a stabbing pain in his chest.

The wound was deep, almost reaching the bone.

Koschei expressionlessly pulled out the blade embedded in his arm, raised the military knife again, while Huai Shi shook his head, trying to dispel the dizziness in his mind, and tightened his grip on the axe's handle.

"What a pity." He murmured softly, "If only there was some BGM."

For the first time since boarding the ship, he missed Lao Liu and desperately hoped he would send him an MP3 player, one that cost around twenty to thirty thousand. As if hearing his prayer, the cruise ship roared, the ceiling shattered, and sparks fell from above, igniting a table in the corner.

Flames ignited.

The light illuminated the blood-red eyes of both men.

From Koschei's hollow eyes, Huai Shi's face was reflected, as if a trace of violent excitement emerged. He tightly gripped the military knife.

"Come again!"

Huai Shi roared and charged forward once more.

Crash!The collision of the axe blade and the machete sparked, and both of them raised their fists at the same time, hitting each other's faces. They took a step back and then tightened their weapons, slashing towards each other.

A sharp roar erupted.

Huai Shi roared.

Amidst the sound of burning self-destruction, iron clashed with iron, resonating with each other, and then moved forward under the grip of the vampire and the immortal.

The iron light burst out like flowing water in the scorching air, illuminating their crimson eyes.

"Do you see it? The atmosphere is getting heated." Huai Shi tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of venomous blood, whispering softly, "Unfortunately, there is no applause."

Koschei remained expressionless, took a step forward, and swung his knife again!

In the shattered roar, the flames spread and eroded the deck inch by inch. The turbulent dark source material, like a tide, erupted for the third time, making it difficult for all the artificial sailors to suppress.

But when the burly captain smashed open a door and pulled out an iron box from the gap in the wall, the offensive unexpectedly reversed.

Inside the box, a row of black firearms that did not belong to this era emitted a cold steel light.

"Ha! Old buddy..."

The captain with a pipe in his mouth grinned and pulled out a machine gun that should have been welded to a tank from inside, dragging a long ammunition belt, and pulled the trigger at the monsters formed by the dark source material.

Gunfire roared.

Thunder and lightning erupted from the spinning muzzle.

"Die, die, die, die, die!!!" After the deadly gunfire, the captain's roar came, "This is the fate of you trash who don't pay the fare!"

The other crew members also picked up rifles and guns from the box and rushed towards the enemy, transforming from iron giants into Rambo, fearlessly fighting the monsters.

In an instant, the style changed from the Middle Ages to a modern army fighting monsters.

"Oh my god, I want one too!"

Huai Shi's eyes turned red with envy in the midst of the battle. "Give me one, give me one!"

"None left!"

The captain glanced at him sideways, "What are you playing with guns at such a young age? Play with your axe!"

Bang!

Huai Shi, not paying attention, was hit by Koschei and almost fell into a pit under the floor. Koschei pressed on step by step and swung his knife again!

Immediately, a loud noise erupted.

A huge gap appeared on Koschei's head.

And right after the gap, Lily, who was at the entrance of the restaurant, held a muzzle-loading gun that had killed the Pharaoh, panting heavily.

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The Demon King's movement froze.

Huai Shi roared and swung his axe towards his face!

Koschei stepped back, and the axe blade split open his sternum, splattering blood. But Koschei's movement did not stop, and his knife fell, but he saw Huai Shi raise his left hand.

Facing the blade, he clenched it tightly.

In the momentary stalemate, Huai Shi looked up and suddenly smashed Koschei's shattered forehead.

Koschei staggered back, and Huai Shi advanced again, the axe blade fell, severing his left arm. Then Huai Shi roared, charging forward, and fiercely smashed him onto the table.

With a kick.

Koschei fell to the ground.

An opportunity!

Huai Shi clenched the axe blade with both hands, aimed at his head, roared, and struck!

This time, he had no way to retreat.

But from those hollow eyes, a fierce light burst out. The broken knife was raised and instead of dodging or blocking, it stabbed towards Huai Shi's forehead.

Both perish!

In that instant, a crisp sound suddenly resounded in the restaurant.

Koschei's movement froze and stopped in place.

The falling axe blade splattered blood and left deep marks on the floor.

The victory was decided!

But along with the stagnation, not only the fragmented body but also the surging tide of darkness froze in place, as if frozen. Then, a piercing scream erupted.

Huai Shi turned his head and saw Lily rushing to the center of the restaurant, holding up her hands.

The soup spoon that had been broken off.

This was Koschei's final reliance.

Instantly, the surging tide of darkness receded, and countless monsters wailed and dissolved, reuniting into the mud. The mud convulsed and disintegrated, evaporating rapidly.

In the end, only a decaying and old body remained, lying on the ground.

That was the last remnant of the demon king named Koschei.

Dispersing.

The hunched old man stretched out his hand desperately, trying to feel something, but he couldn't touch anything. In the end, his hand fell weakly, held tightly by Yaga who rushed up.

"Brother, I'm here... I'm here."

The decrepit old man opened his eyes wide, trying to see her. After a long time, he finally recognized her haggard face, as if relieved, a smile of relief appeared from his fear.

"Escape, Yaga, escape."

The old man's voice was hoarse, shouting her name with all his strength, "Escape! Escape to a place where they can't catch up... live well..."

In the rapid dissipation, Koschei shed muddy tears, gazing at his last loved one.

"I'm sorry..."

This was the final farewell.

His body dissipated into the wind, and in the end, only a handful of disintegrated ashes fell on Yaga's charred skirt.

"Brother, we have no way to escape anymore."Ya Ga stared blankly at the gravel flowing from his palm, the wrinkles on his face twitching as if he wanted to cry, but tears wouldn't come out. The disheveled witch shook her head numbly, looking around at everyone's faces as if she was watching a joke.

"From the moment we boarded the ship, everything was already destined... We are all... we are all... dust... dust left behind by the wheels..."

No one responded.

There was no one left to respond to her voice.

Only corpses scattered around, almost all of the passengers had died.

Huai Shi instinctively shielded Lily behind him, guarding her carefully, but he didn't see her go crazy and rush forward to avenge her brother as he had expected.

She just stared blankly at everything.

For a long time, tears of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes. Slowly, she raised her hands and covered her aged face, unable to suppress the despair and sadness in her chest.

"Why... why is this happening?" She choked, asking in a hoarse voice, "Who can tell me why this is happening!"

"My husband, my daughter, everything... God, isn't it enough to take everything away from me? Why do you have to take him away from me too!"

"Tell me!"

She held her brother's ashes and screamed towards the broken wall and the cold dark sky outside, "Why is this happening!!"

Silence filled the air.

Only the sound of burning flames and her cries echoed.

"Ah! Ahhhhh!!!"

She got up from the ground, stepping on the broken debris, blood and tears streaming down her face, she looked up at the sky and screamed, "I curse you! I curse you! One day, you will die in your ambition that even this world cannot contain! I curse you... can you hear me! Can you hear me!"

No one responded.

In the silence, she seemed to finally understand something, and wearily lowered her head.

"At least, I won't be your plaything... never... never!"

She turned back one last time, looking at the artificial humans, Huai Shi, and Lily behind him, as if with pity.

She shook her head slightly, then leaped into the air.

Silently, she fell into the quiet sea of blood, gradually sinking into the darkness that was invisible to the naked eye.

Disappearing without a sound.

In the silence, no one spoke.

Huai Shi looked at her incredulously, still unable to believe that Babaya had chosen to commit suicide.

Had she gone mad?

"She's definitely gone mad." Ai Qing tapped the armrest, "But as for why she went mad, that's another story... Besides, you better worry about yourself."

Ai Qing lowered her eyes, staring at the countdown on the character card.

Punishment of the Oath: 0:03.

Countdown, 3, 2, 1...

In that instant, Huai Shi widened his eyes in astonishment, staggered and fell to the ground, seeing the silver circuits slowly appearing on the back of his hand, burning his flesh with a sizzling sound...

Unprecedented pain and thirst struck him.

Almost instantly, it overwhelmed him.

Countless roars echoed in his ears, turning into a dark tide that flooded his soul inch by inch.

"Paracelsus... kill... kill that abomination... at any cost... kill! Kill! Kill!"

Countless chaotic voices reverberated in his consciousness, instantly draining all his energy, causing him to convulse and twitch violently on the floor.

Like an epileptic patient.

In a daze, Huai Shi felt his consciousness being pulled out by an invisible force and thrown into the darkness, the wind blowing against his face, rustling.

The fall seemed endless.

Until after a long time, long enough to extinguish consciousness, he finally fell to the bottom of the abyss.

Crawling under the pale altar.

The divine light shone from above, sprinkling on him, like sulfuric acid evenly poured on a vampire's skin, causing him to scream in agony, his soul in turmoil.

In the burning divine light, the emaciated archbishop held his staff, slowly turned around, and looked down at the screaming Huai Shi, saying coldly, "Don't always disappoint me, Abraham, go fulfill your mission!"

Every word of his was like a hammer, pounding on Huai Shi's remaining consciousness, trampling on his will, causing the part that belonged to the vampire to rapidly expand, bringing deep-seated rules and missions into his soul.

He said:

"Go kill that damn heretic!"

"No!"

In the midst of convulsions, Huai Shi raised his face, covered in snot and saliva, and smiled apologetically at him.

"Sorry, I refuse."

In that instant, the archbishop frowned in disappointment.

The divine light departed.

Huai Shi was abandoned in the abyss.

Then, Ai Qing saw--

The last player sitting across from her, revealed a sinister smile from the shadows.

He rolled the dice.

.

When Huai Shi opened his eyes from his daze, he saw Lily's pale face and felt a wave of thirst.

Immediately after, he felt intense pain in every part of his body.

When he tried hard to lift his head, he heard a crisp sound coming from his neck, as if something was about to break. He struggled to raise his arms and saw his withered fingers, as dry as twigs, and his arms covered in cracks.

Like burnt charcoal.

Silver, discipline, mission... Everything that Abraham once believed in was crumbling bit by bit, killing him inch by inch from the inside out in the wrath of God.

From the inside out.

Leaving no dead corners.

Perhaps, this is the redemption that Van Helsing had hoped for.

Huai Shi could clearly feel that this was originally a setting hidden within the vampire Holy Mark - through his shallow understanding of metallurgy, he could sensitively perceive the essence of this miracle.

The miracle from the darkness was forged on the cornerstone of silver.

The nearly ingenious construction of an alien power, endowed it with unparalleled lethality, and then on the day of its birth, it was destined to have a day of destruction.

Just a gentle push from above, and everything that is illusory will collapse like a pile of sand, disappearing under the purification of the silver alloy infused into the marrow.

In the end, only a silver-white skeleton remains.

This is the final punishment for breaking the oath.