Apocalyptic Forecast

At this moment, in the sight of everyone, Huai Shi reached out his hand and put the right arm of the insulated glove into the boiling oil pot!

The red hot metal and the surging metal fuel engulfed his forearm.

The horrible high temperature like a furnace cannot destroy the gloves specially made by Tong Ji, nor can he burn down Huai Shi's metalized right arm.

Instead, he continuously provided countless amounts of heat and steel, and demanded and awaited his waiting.

The moment when the hand of the circle was unfolded.

Casting, started!

Under the erosion of divinity, that part of the human nature, which has become completely transparent, is running. The soul of Huai poetry is slowly surging and brewing, and the source is continuously injected into the furnace of the arm.

Awaken the fire of alchemy.

Started forging thousands of times...

This has been carried out thousands of times, completely imprinted into the process of instinct, even if I can no longer feel the feeling of anger, the pure reaction is still engraved in the body and the sacred mark.

There are still records in the hands of the ring and the fire of alchemy.

As long as you are, follow the step-by-step repetition sequence!

Failed once, then the second, the third... short moments, dozens and hundreds of repetitions, followed by, after all, thousands of explorations.

Just like turning the key, the engine ignited, ignited, ignited, ignited... endless repetition, digging the traces left in the record again and again.

Until the roaring sound rang from the casting furnace.

The engine finally started.

Huai Shi's eyes lit up.

The breakthrough from scratch was completed at this instant.

Something was gripped by the contracted five fingers.

The first thing that emerged was the outline of the heavy axe, the anger stripped from the soul turned into steel, growing little by little in the hands.

Immediately afterwards, anger spread and reversely invaded Huai Shi's consciousness.

Return this copy originally from his anger!

The phantom pain of axe burst.

There was a broken pain in the depths of the soul.

Huai Shi's eyes were black, and there was a sudden flow of blood in his mouth and nose. Those unusually bright blood with golden light rose from the air and glowed with a gleam of light.

Illuminate the raised face of Huai Shi.

And those eyes full of bloodshot eyes full of anger!

At this moment, the murderous axe in the hands of Huai Shi reunited and returned with anger!

Then again, it is sorrow, followed by compassion, pain, and even virtue... Finally, the curse and resentment offered by the crows!

The noble spirits of the gods, this piece of crystals produced by people is so weak and small, but this time, when they are returned, they are wedged into the soul, and the noble gods are not allowed The breath spread again... forming a closed cage!

Huai Shi's humanity, difficult, ushered in the return!

The altar lifted up stopped rising.

When those pupils were raised again, the past agility and joy reappeared.

Now, under his men, the disasters and records belonging to the hometown of dusk are constantly transforming, injecting massive despair and endless pain into this narrow dish.

From the void shell between iron and fire, a new **** is constructed.

It wasn't as difficult as imagined in the past, and it even felt like running through the clouds, so it was easy to understand, without any pressure, and this inspiration was swayed out and put into the hands.

This is the crystallization of **** that can only be completed by the founder and the hand of the forbidden, and it is enough to occupy a new height in the industrial kitchen devil!

Applause applauded.

Not only the audience, but also the admiration from the stage.

The man who seems to be happier, happier, and more joyful than Huai Shi...

Guo Shouqi.

At this moment, I am full of emotion and pay tribute to the essence of the disaster created by the hands of Huai Shi!

"You must be happy at this moment, Miss Paper?"

He looked closely at Huai Shi and whispered with relief: "At this moment, you must be able to appreciate this joy that is unique to the kitchen devil?

Just like farming, choose the timing carefully, pay attention to the evil, adjust the disaster, and finally grow the fruit from hell... Have you ever experienced this excitement and fulfillment? "

In the process of production, Huai Shi suddenly realized that he never heard his sigh. But just above the face of Huai Suzi, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

He is smiling.

When devoted to the cooking, the indescribable enrichment and relief are naturally generated. What are you creating?

What are you creating?

I have stepped into a whole new world, walking alone step by step.

"You are growing up, Miss Paper, you are like a rising sun at this moment, extremely dazzling, extremely rapid growth..."

The old man's eyes glowed with excitement: "I can see, you can't hide from me, you are on this road that belongs to us, striding forward!"

That's right, like running, like flying...

No, faster than that, more brilliant than that.

In this pair of dark-eyed pupils filled with projections of the abyss, the fiery light slowly rising into the sky is reflected.

Almost illuminates myself.

Dispelled my loneliness...

He laughed, drummer, full of expectation, sincerely prayed for her.

Please hurry up, Miss Paper.

Hurry up!

Today, you are about to enter the field that can be enemies with me!

What responded to him was the screams of rising sorrow.

From boiling to evaporation, burning in an instant, the metal fuel that exploded all the heat, from the frypot under the hands of Huai Shi, a raging flame swept through, engulfing everything.

Then again, there is darkness from the spring.

The endless stickiness is dark, spraying out from the fryer.

The crystal named Despair is finally engraved in the hands of Huai Shi.

After the endless long years, from the deepest part of the hometown of dusk, the power entrusted by the founding kings in the hands of Huai Shi was once again reproduced by means of casting!

At this moment, at this moment!

You're done!

Between the golden crispy metal fry, the thick dark sauce flowed slowly, numb and desperate mourning all the time.

Hell reappears here.

"its name……"

Guo Shoukui didn't know when he had got up. The whole person was lying on the countertop, leaning closer, staring at the bitterness of the dish, and took a deep breath involuntarily.

The eyes were already red.

"What's its name, Miss Huai Paper, please tell me--"

"You give one."

Huaishi rubbed her fingers indifferently: "I have no interest in dressing up the painful history. Any name is just a blasphemy for these pains-Guo Shouqi, since you are so hungry for disaster, then feel the same experience A despair and pain."

"Except for "Abi", I can't imagine any name that can match it."

Guo Shoukui sniffed at this endless, repetitive pain and bitterness, and said flatly: "Since birth in the oil pan, eternal suffering, no numbness waiting for relief, it should be called "Abi". Correct!"

He has eight big hells, the first big hell, etc., second place black rope, third place push, fourth place call, fifth place call, sixth place burn, seventh place big burn, eighth Ming Abi...

A nose is for no time.

In the monk's concept, there is no place in this world that is more terrifying and dark than innocence. Only after the death of monstrous sins will it fall into such a place. The frozen soul is tortured eternally in endless evil thoughts.

Now, Abi came to Guo Shoukui.

Open the door and wait quietly.

No urging is required.

Under the witness of everyone, Guo Shouque rolled up his cuffs, straightened his collar, and sat in danger.

Then, picking up the red tin box in front of him, the ivory chopsticks clipped a piece of steel desperately desperate, opened his mouth, and swallowed it into his belly in a clear voice.

A grunt.

There are no imaginary teeth, or even any hard taste. The very thin and very brittle steel cracks between the lips and teeth, like chocolate chips, bringing inexplicable sweetness and beauty.

At that moment, a sharp whistling burst.

Guo Shoukui's arm trembled for a moment.

Just above his neck, a huge gap emerged out of thin air, as if it had been hit by the invisible axe, the flesh on the scar rolled over, and the bones were exposed.

The neck almost fell off the shoulder.

But he seemed to be completely okay, opening his mouth, chewing, and bit by bit crushing the iron in his mouth.

Swallow into the abdomen.

"I know, this is... the smell of anger."

He sighed that after the crack in his neck, the thick darkness flowed, one after another sharp teeth exposed, and slowly disappeared into the bottomless body.

"It's cruel, Miss Paper, but I have old arms and legs... Why should I hurt me so much?"

Guo Shouqian shook his head helplessly, smiled, picked up the second piece, and put it in his mouth. The beautiful sweet and sour and bitter mixed together brought a refreshing fruity smell, but it got colder and colder The more numb...

Difficult to breathe.

Lungs, shrinking!

collapse!

The sound of broken bones sounded, and on the internal organs and limbs, it seemed that there was an invisible rope shrinking rapidly, cruelly pulling, and his limbs were ravaged by inches.

Immediately afterwards, it is compassion.

The cutting edge that merged fierce poison and salvation from the inside out, tearing through the traces at the position of the heart.

The bones are getting more and more broken.

But Guo Shouqi's appearance is also becoming more and more grim, more and more inhuman...closer to the monster in the abyss.

Every bite is equivalent to an attack from Huai Shi from the inside out. Erupting from the most vulnerable place destroyed his body.

But what is even more dangerous is the curse spreading from it...

Countless pain and despair

The purity of this despair has reached an unimaginable level~www.ltnovel.com~ is generously nurturing and fervently filling the resentment and curses deposited in his body.

This is just the fuse of the chain reaction.

Every time he swallowed, he could feel that the darkness in his body was rioting.

Countless old ages are slowly bursting, showing signs of relapse and deterioration...

As Huai Shi said-break the balance, the strong self collapse!

When the toxicity is entangled on the soul, the balance of the body is broken, and Guo Shoukui has been pushed to the edge of the cliff by Huai Shi.

Only one step away, it will completely fall into the abyss!

Huai Shi stared at Guo Shoukui in front of him, watching the bottomless darkness in his eyes.

But I don't know when this critical step can be taken!

"Only one step away..."

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