Apocalyptic Forecast

　　　　 "……"

　　 Facing such a serious reason, Russell found himself speechless.

　　 And that illusory figure has dissipated again, turned into a pitch-black bird, spread its wings, dexterously traversed layers of blockades and defenses, passed a long distance, and returned to the sky under the ivory tower.

　　 After finding the correct direction, he fell down.

　　 penetrates through layers of walls.

　　 fell from the sky and came to the alchemy workshop of the hermetic seal.

　　 Then, I saw the darkness of the riot.

　　 Despair is shrinking. Under the transformation of the fire of alchemy and the hand of the forbidden, it gradually changes in quality and takes shape again...

　　 In Huai Shi's hands, between the five fingers that turned into steel, the original heavy iron ingot has condensed into an illusory outline, which he gripped tightly.

　　 In the forge of the caster, the transformation between the source material and the iron began again.

　　 Gradually, it became clearer.

　　 emerged the outline of a sharp blade.

　　 At that moment, countless desperation of frantic proliferation in the air suddenly shocked, and then, pulled by invisible force, collapsed inward, constricted...

　　 The sharp voice of steel growth burst out.

　　In the hands of Huai Shi, metal crystals are proliferating, moving forward and extending rapidly. Despair was given a shell, hatred was given a blade, and curse was given a body.

　　 The darkness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

　　 With the burning of the alchemy fire, in the hands of Huai Shi, a pitch-black sharp blade finally emerged in its own ferocious outline.

　　 The whine of the cracked secret instrument spreads.

The sharp breath of 　　 from here, instantly brought a chilling sense of oppression.

　　 If there are substantial cut marks bursting from the ground and walls.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

　　Never mind the fierce aura leaked from the secret instrument, his eyes widened, stepped forward, almost lying in front of the boundary, staring at the weapon in Huai Shi's hand.

　　 "How fierce, how wonderful! A sharp blade enough to compete with Muramasa... Is this the technology left by the casters?"

　　 The old man’s eyes were burning with fanaticism, staring at the fading blade in Huai Shi's hand, almost dancing with excitement.

　　 In the flowing darkness, a cold and slender blade emerged from Huai Shi’s hand, extending forward... After crossing the exaggerated scale, it outlined a sharp outline.

　　 That is... Taito!

　　 But even if it is too sword, the length is too exaggerated.

　　 Just glance at it, and usually get absolutely accurate data.

　　 "Seven feet, nine inches, six points!"

　　The eyes of the old alchemist swept over the blade, staring at every detail on it: "Is this type of shape a miracle? It's really eye-opening!"

　　 But before his words fell, there was a broken voice in Huai Shi's hand.

　　 Everyone was stunned.

　　 In the hands of Huai Shi, that big sword with an astonishing length was broken at this moment!

　　 broke from the center, and then shattered into thousands of pieces, flying in all directions, quickly blurred and dim.

　　 Finally, disappeared without a trace.

　　 Usually sluggish in place, as if petrified, it is difficult to accept this ending: "Lost...failed?"

　　 "No, on the contrary..."

In the corner of 　　, Asuka's outline smiled: "It's a success!"

　　 At that moment, Huaishi finally raised his hand, the banner unfolded, the Bone Burying Sanctuary opened suddenly, and the billowing darkness whizzed out along with the overwhelming tide of steel crow.

　　 But this time, the overwhelming wave of crows no longer reflects the iron light, but returns to the chaotic darkness of the past... It's just that this darkness is too hideous!

　　 The once desperate frenzy emerged again.

　　 The steel crows spread their wings, and their bodies are surrounded by darkness, with scarlet eyes full of fierceness. When the vertical sound neighed, that sharp sound tore the fragile protection and spread to all directions.

　　 greedily prey.

　　 Within a few hundred meters of the entire laboratory, all the abyssal deposits, all the unknowns, and all the eroding species lurking in the shadows wriggling in the shadows were completely devoured by the crows!

　　 And when Huai Shi raised his hand, the mighty crow tide gathered, and after releasing the shackles of the form, countless heavy steel feathers were scattered and returned to Huai Shi's hands again.

　　The textures of feathers overlap in one place, forming a complicated and solemn haber pattern.

　　 The blade that grows and extends like a machine forms a slender arc, and the hideous edge emerges again, and the curse turns into fierce blood flowing on the edge, dripping and spreading from top to bottom, and finally dissipating into the air.

　　 leaves traces of scarlet.

　　 "That's it!"

　　 Huai Shixin waved the fierce iron in his hand, showing a happy smile.

　　 But when he turned his head, he saw that his student backed away in horror. Only the old man with his head held high, stood there excitedly, staring at the evil spirit in his eyes.

　　 That's right, that's exactly the evil spirits walking on the earth!

　　 For how terrible I am at this moment, I am unconscious, even smiling.

　　 is in the **** shroud, walking forward, holding the blade of killing life in his hand, just like the legendary king of Dajiangshan walking on the road of Pingjing, killing everything and destroying everything

　　 Stepping on the bones brings despair.

　　 That's really... so wonderful!

"first name……"

　　 His lips were trembling with excitement, and he couldn't wait to step forward, wanting to know: "Does it have a name? Mr. Huaishi!"

　　 Huaishi was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at the weapon in his hand.

　　 "Name?"

　　 Just above the blade, there are faint and ancient words appearing. It is the prayer left by the former casters, and now only Huai Shi can understand the language in the world.

　　 If you use the words of the present to describe it, there are only four words.

　　-birth, old age, sickness and death.

　　 This is the essence born from endless despair.

　　 "Resentment."

　　 Beside, a familiar voice came: "Just call it'resentment'."

　　Death silence came in an instant, a strange figure appeared beside Huai Shi, took the Odachi sword from his hand, and swung it decently twice, nodding happily.

　　 "As far as a novice is concerned, it is already a rare and excellent result. I did a good job, Huai Shi."

　　 Yuanyuan's eyes widened, shocked and unbelievable.

　　Who is that woman!

　　 Why are you so familiar with your teacher! Still hooking shoulders! And also want to post with Huai Shi...

　　 subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his waist, but found that he did not bring Shanjun over when he went out.

　　 Even Huai Shi was stunned, looking at Tong Ji in front of her.

　　 I don’t know why she suddenly appeared in front of others.

　　 But when she looked over with a smile, she got up helplessly, okay, most of them came out to play as soon as she became interested.

　　 Then, Tong Ji raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

　　Time seems to freeze in an instant.

　　 The pause button was pressed.

　　 She turned her head and looked at Huai Shi, "What's wrong? It looks like a ghost?"

　　 "No, it's just that you are not used to appearing outside." Huai Shi shook his head and looked around: "Is it okay?"

　　 "If so?"

　　Tongji leaned closer, looking at his pupils, "It may be very troublesome to leak the news...Will you help me silence it?"

　　 "...you are thinking about fart."

　　 Huai Shi rolled her eyes: "It's no help, wait for death, leave."

　　 "Well, no kidding-as your contractor, the moment you cast such an excellent work for the first time, why should you share it with you."

Tongji bowed her head, screaming at Odachi, who was one head higher than herself, and commented with interest: "Alchemy fire and the use of the forbidden hand can be evaluated with full marks, but the forge of the forge is not so useful. Convenient things, a little error, it is inexperienced, but it can be made up.

　　 The final result, without a doubt, is top grade! "

　　 She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with a gratified smile: "Congratulations, Huai Shi, you are already an excellent alchemist."

"Still a long way to go."

　　 Huai Shi shook his head, "You said it yourself, is it resentment? Not despair."

　　 Although the results are still excellent, but the distance to perfection is still a bit short.

　　 Unable to transform the radiating resentment into the restrained despair.

　　 The purity of loss.

　　 "This can be supplemented by follow-up. The forger's technology is better than alchemy in that it can continuously improve the work, instead of determining the final result at the moment it is released like alchemy."

Tong Ji sighed: "Besides, don't make mistakes about the comparison object, Huai Shi. Whether it's an ivory tower or an iron crystal seat, or the Shikama Society, the alchemists you see are among the geniuses without exception. A genius, an outstanding person, even an unattainable master.

　　 It’s true that you have a higher eye. If you always look up, you will be very tired alive.

You have not gone through so long practice and training since you were young, nor have they devoted themselves to the pursuit of miracles. You can stand alongside them with your mediocre aptitude in alchemy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has already explained. How precious are your results. "

　　 As he said, in Tongji's hands, the Daito sword resentment once again collapsed into countless feathers and disappeared into the air.

　　 And Huaishi felt that in her soul, there was once again a fierce elemental weapon.

　　 Huai Shi was taken aback, his brows couldn't help but frowned.

　　 "How is it, you should have noticed it?" Tong Ji asked.

　　 Huai poem nods.

　　 It is not just resentment and hatred, but almost all weapons, including the Axe of Wrath, still have the surplus power for the next step. What made him shocked was that he originally thought that the most complete of all the source-quality weapons should be the sword of virtue.

　　 But now it seems that it is a source of sorrow?

　　 Not only that, purely speaking of the degree of completeness, the claim of grief would almost completely become a physical border relic, even after Huai Shi died, it could continue to exist.

　　 is hard to understand.

　　 But it is indeed different from other weapons.

　　 Huaishi finally remembered the trophies she had obtained in Yematai, and accepted Kitty’s commission to kill the other princes as an advance payment.

　　 The chain that combines with the rope of sorrow!

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