Apocalyptic Forecast

　　　　 uses the casting technique for the first time, and it is deceptive to say not to be nervous.

　　 Fortunately, I have simulated many times before, and I have a good grasp of my own ban, so I am not panicked, and I am not afraid of out-of-control results.

　　 After Huai Shi returned to the present state, the first thing was to contact the Survival Institute and upload all the techniques left by the casters.

　　 didn't regard this as unreasonable wealth and property.

　　 Whether as a member of the Astronomical Society or as a member of the real world, while enjoying so much convenience, I still have to bear some obligations.

　　The biggest reason for doing this is, of course, to entrust this technique that is too advanced and obscure for Huai Shi to a trustworthy person for identification.

　　 After all, it was once a disaster technology like the perpetual freezing furnace core and the immortal machine, and there may still be the risk of solidification.

Otherwise, if you get a moth, it’s fine if you die. Huaishi estimates that once the negative sources and messy things in her body erupt, it is very likely that even the ivory tower will be contaminated, and innocent students will be involved. Where to go.

　　 Unexpected disasters must be avoided as much as possible.

　　 Necessary caution is necessary.

Although the same thing can trouble Tong Ji or Grand Master, this work is really a big project of water milling. Just to verify all the possibilities of the casting furnace, I don’t know how long it will take. It is really troublesome. Too much, Huai Shi didn't want to speak at all.

　　 In contrast, the Survival Hospital has so much manpower and material resources, and it doesn’t require money. Isn’t it easier than to trouble yourself?

　　 Based on the technology submitted by Huai Shi, the Survival Institute sent a commissioner to collect information, and the examination room also organized teams and groups.

　　 After a week of research, deduction, and observation, he finally got a ticket for Huai Shi.

　　 Don't worry, there is no problem.

　　 even easily compiled a thick beginner's manual for Huai Shi, telling the points that all novices should pay attention to and phenomena that should be vigilant, from the kindergarten all the way to the end of compulsory education.

　　 Anyway, this thing is a good thing.

　　 Keep it for yourself, and you don’t have to cooperate with us to hand it in or restore it.

　　 If there is any problem, there is only one.

　　——Can't copy.

　　All the craftsmanship of the caster must rely on the forge as the foundation, just as all the ascenders must have a soul. But now, after several times throughout the territory, there are only two forges left.

　　 One is the one who casts the sun and the other is Huai Shi.

　　The one who casts the sun, I can’t catch it, but Huai Shi’s body can’t be removed.

　　 is difficult to do.

　　 Besides, there is no need to copy.

　　With the technology of the Survival Institute, there is nothing more than a cottage, not to mention this thing, they also made the Everfreezing Furnace Heart.

　　 But what's the use?

　　 Purely in terms of cost performance and ease of promotion, it is not cost-effective to restore the power of the former forge. Scholars and alchemists can do what the caster can do, and the big deal is the male sublimator.

　　 The most important thing is that everyone does not have a hand forbidden, so that when combined with the casting furnace, the soul power of 1+1>2, not everyone has the fire of alchemy.

　　 Therefore, in addition to being used as an important technical record for backup, and for reference in some areas, it does not have the meaning of vigorous promotion and reproduction.

　　 It was the Shikama Society that was very interested. I bought two copies and went back to study it. Finally, Huai Shi opened one.

　　 All the precious materials needed to forge the secret instrument this time were bought with the money of the Shikama Society, and the rest...all went to the place that Huaishi could never find again.

　　 I didn't expect the black-hearted woman to move so fast.

　　 Huaishi felt colic when he thought of it.

　　 The road is one foot high, the crow is one foot high...

In short, in this way, the East City rubs the horse, the West City rubs the saddle, the South City rubs the bridle, and the North City rubs the long whip... the introductory manual from the Survival Institute and the materials and secrets from the Shifu Institute, and even from The design drawing from the master.

　　 rubbing around, finally got a set of things.

　　 began casting at this moment.

　　The flames of the furnace ignited from the gap where the right arm spread out, spreading, spreading, and then spreading is billowing darkness, covering everything.

　　 For the materials formed by this purely negative source, the most suitable auxiliary tool is the miracle that is integrated with the soul of Huai Shi-Buried Bone Sanctuary.

　　 Start the furnace.

　　 Source quality instillation, and then lit the fire of alchemy!

　　 Then... the dissociation begins!

　　The five fingers of the Huai poem shrank slightly, taking off the shackles that were sealed by the sun-caster.

　　 From that moment, the violent despair ushered in the collapse of the material form, cracking inch by inch, rapidly expanding, forming an explosion-like frenzy, engulfing everything!

　　 The blockade is wailing, even artificial depth can't bring this huge despair back to its original form.

　　On the contrary, the pale flames from the kingdom of heaven fueled the desperate might, causing the silent darkness to begin to boil. When the chain reaction was triggered, this out-of-control force began to follow the established track like a roller coaster, and ran towards the end.

　　 What Huai Shi has to do is to guide this despair and complete the final qualitative change.

　　 will not cause all the destruction in front of me when derailed.

　　 "It's still the last step--"

　　 At this moment, in the secret instrument, the burning banner in Huaishi's left hand resurfaced and pierced downward.

　　 swallowed all this despair completely into the eternal darkness.

　　 The time for rebirth has arrived!

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　　 The cold light illuminates the color of steel.

　　 Among the huge closed underground facilities, there is only one heavy defense and various blockades from the relics from the border, as well as the 24-hour uninterrupted surveillance and observation by the sublimate.

　　 Covered by countless matrices, there is only a huge gap in the center of the hall.

　　 That is a well.

　　 A huge deep well as large as a lake.

　　 Looking down from the high-altitude observation deck, one can glimpse the unreasonable and terrifying size of the deep well, as well as everything sleeping in the water.

　　 In the quiet water of the well, the outline and reflection of the torn city emerged.

　　 It seems that everything is submerged in the water, frozen since the sinking, and together with the horrible things in it, ushered in a peaceful sleep.

　　 Until the day of awakening comes.

　　The water in the well evaporates, and the former sin karma and death rise from the darkness, shrouding everything in destruction.

　　 "Old campus."

　　 Russell sighed softly: "No matter how many times I watch it, I feel sad... The cradle we were proud of and the foundation stone laid by the idealists are now reduced to this look."

　　 "After the fall of the kingdom of heaven, the ivory tower as the foundation can barely survive, it is already very difficult, so don't say anything that is too long to look at."

　　Beside him, a slender and vague outline emerged, in a soft tone: "You are not pitying, you just want to go back in time."

　　 "This is how people get old."

　　 Russell scratched his head: "I miss everything when I was young, I miss myself back then...Don't you think so?"

　　 answered him with a meaningful look.

　　 "Don't ask questions about the lady's age, it's too shameful, Russell, don't you think so?"

　　 "Ahaha, just curious, just curious."

　　 Ignoring the horrible experience of passing by with death just now, Russell laughed: "Sorry, it has become a habit to rely on the old and sell the old, and always forget the object."

　　 "In your condition, at least you can live another 300 years, Russell. As far as Tier 5 is concerned, it is still in the prime of life."

　　 "But for ordinary people, they have reached the age of retirement."

Russell stood on his cane and couldn't help sighing: "Recently, I was having a dream. After I had thrown off all the burdens, I ran with young girls on the beach and played with each other with water guns. How happy. Woke up After that, once I think about it, I can't help but shed tears and feel that my years are wasted."

"are you married?"

　　 "Huh?" Russell didn't expect this problem, he was taken aback for a long time, and shook his head: "No, I can't find a suitable one."

　　 "Are there any bastards?"

　　 "Ah, this doesn't seem to be there either."

　　 "Do you have someone you love?"

　　 "Perhaps there was once..."

Russell thought for a while, took off his top hat, scratched his pale hair, and couldn't help sighing: "But they are all dead. Whether it is my love or my love, it has become the past, or , Just sink into hell."

　　 Then, the soft voice became pity.

　　 "That's why there is hatred, Russell." She said, "To heaven and to myself."

　　 Russell did not speak.

　　 "What you love is not youth, what you want is not carefree running with girls on the beach, and what you want is not a heir who will carry the burden for you."

　　 Those cold eyes looked at the man and told him the answer: "You just want to get all this back."

　　 Russell looked back at those pupils.

　　 After a long time, he laughed softly.

　　 said nothing more.

　　 There is only the sound of the deep well under my feet gradually spreading, the water in the well is boiling, and something is rising rapidly. Below the water, the silent city was shaking, roaring from the nightmare.

　　 A pair of pupils opened, then slowly closed.

　　 In the end, a distressed figure crawled out of it with difficulty, pulling on the life-saving chain that had long been broken, and stepping forward step by step.

　　 In his arms, a copper bottle depicting the totems of various demons was shaking violently ~www.ltnovel.com~ The stuff contained in it was struggling violently.

　　 Across the blockade of the relic, the things bound in it are violently colliding, trying to break through the shackles, but there is nothing that can be done-this is a cage carefully prepared for it.

　　 In the deep well, the boiling water gradually subsided, and everything fell into dead silence.

　　 Until that moment, all the people present finally breathed a sigh of relief and rushed forward to start emergency rescue.

　　 On the high platform, Russell withdrew his eyes.

　　 "Thanks to your help, madam."

　　 The old man looked at the phantom beside him, "[Supreme Terminal], after the recovery, with the axis of the once ‘Utopian Host’, the final problem of the Heavenly Hell Fortress has finally been solved."

　　 "It's just a map and a few keys. It's easy to talk about."

　　 The figure waved indifferently, and turned around to leave.

　　 Russell was taken aback, "Is this gone?"

　　 "Otherwise? You can do the rest by yourself, right?" The phantom turned around and said seriously, "Next is the crucial time for family relationships."

"Ok?"

　　 "Today is the first casting of my silly boy. It's an important occasion like the school parent meeting. How could I be late!"

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