Someone once said that even death will be exhausted in the time that seems to be eternal.

But, where is it destined to be something that will not be consumed by time, is born!

Now, with the opening of the door of light, countless forgotten hells have fallen into deeper darkness. And the ghosts from astronomical things will not disperse, and once again, they will climb out of hell!

"Hello, the flute player."

When the broken faces raised, a smile that seemed to make Hell tremble: "How sweet is a long-lost reunion, why not look back at me?"

"Do you always like to be so entangled with others, Huai Shi?"

Above the sky of the verification layer, the flute player finally turned around.

After swallowing all the anger, there was no smile on that face, only disgust and indifference: "Why do you have to be so annoying?"

"Probably talent."

Huai Shi spread her hands, as if helpless: "Look, the name given by her parents was not good, but if you are not careful, you will have bad things.

What's wrong with this? Are you angry? Are you angry? Or are you afraid?"

In this way, the evil spirit from the ideal country laughed jokingly and walked towards the sea of ​​silver, moving forward step by step.

Go towards the enemy ahead.

"First of all, I have to tell you, Maxim said hello to you-this is one of the people who beat you, you have to remember."

Huai Shi moved her wrists full of cracks and told him: "Second, please don't be afraid, there will be enough time to make you tremble..."

“——The second half, it’s time to start!”

In that soul that was scattered all over the cracks, the flames rekindled.

The power called [Decisive Moment] awakens this.

When the authority from the governing bureau was circulating in that soul, the weight from the sea of ​​silver dropped again, and the source material flowed like a torrent, falling into his soul, as if it had fallen into a black hole, without any echoes being heard.

Only the thunder sounded.

And above the sky, in the haze of silver sea, endless disasters fell like heavy rain, covering the sky and overwhelmingly.

Swallow the Huaishi poem in an instant.

But then, the disaster was torn apart in the rising flames. Huai Shi had already flew up, crossing the gap between heaven and earth, and counterattacked towards the flute-player.

"Get out!"

The flute blower waved his hand, and two brand new knots were thrown out - carefully crafted malicious intentions formed a wriggling beast, and hundreds of limbs extended toward Huai Shi, and then, the huge mouth opened and squirted out interlaced light.

Destroy destruction!

"Since you like to seek death so much, I don't mind destroying you again, Huai Shi."

In the hands of the flute-player, the knots were thrown out one by one and fell to the ground, forming strange figures, quickly extracting the source material, and taking shape, forming huge outlines, gathering into a tide.

boom!

The falling Huai Shi swept across and slashed, slashing the head of the giant beast from its neck and trampling on her feet.

When he looked around his opponent, he couldn't help laughing: "It's so embarrassing. At this time, he is still playing with more and bullying less.

Shouldn’t we be a one-on-one one and one-to-one decision?”

"I can do it, Huai Shi, but after you have no strength to be strong anymore." The flute blower responded coldly: "Don't worry, and this time, I will do it more thoroughly than before--"

"No, I just think it's irrational."

Huai Shi smiled and told him seriously: "Are you sure you want to compete with me?"

At that moment, undisguised mockery appeared on his face.

So comforting.

"Be prepared to work overtime, flute player."

He said: "This time, there are more than one person you are going to send to hell!"

Before he finished speaking, the sharp blade in Huai Shi's hand turned and stabbed, piercing through his soul and coming from behind.

But it was clearly a spiritual body composed of source substance, at this moment, a scarlet blood color flowed out from under the sharp blade.

So bright.

That is the blood-stained iron light.

And when the iron light fell into Huai Shi's hands, it returned to its original appearance under the power of the forbidden hand.

The blood-stained soldier cards fell from Huai Shi's fingertips, and the iron sheets covered with scratches collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Towards the sea of ​​silver that is so close to you...

It's like an emergency call from the eve of the decisive victory.

——Create a call with the authority of the governing bureau!

So, in that dark haze, colors from the sea of ​​corpses and blood suddenly emerged, rushing, bursting, and spreading!

Dye everything red.

Countless dead people woke up from their sleep, opened their eyes, and followed the figure who returned from death.

When Huai Shi's five fingers loosened, the old soldier cards fell from the air.

Falling into the other palm.

Being clenched.

The man named Solomon opened his eyes, his old face slowly raised, and he stared at everything in front of him, the sky, the earth, the sea of ​​silver, and the monsters.

Flute Player.

And, the man beside him...

Finally, he looked down at the soldier's card in his hand.

"Why are you calling me, Huai Shi?"

He asked in confusion: "I'm obviously dead, why are I here?"

"Because I have not forgotten you, Solomon, so I call you." Huai Shi told him: "Because this world has not forgotten you, so you are here."

"is that so?"

At that moment, a smile appeared above the old face, full of expectations and hope:

"So, do I need to do anything else?"

Huai Shi answered without hesitation, "Of course it is to protect this world."

Solomon did not answer.

I just raised my hand and put on the soldier's card for myself again.

Never seen such a happy smile appear on that face that has always been solemn and sad, as if the desire and expectation of a lifetime have been rewarded.

Suddenly I realized that my life after death seemed to be bad.

In this way, he stretched out his hand, took over the virtue from Huai Shi's hand, and looked at his opponents. Those enemies who had to defeat, tear, ravage, and destroy by themselves could no longer control... The blood tide and murderous intent that had already boiled in his soul!

"Come!"

In the endless artillery fire falling from the sky, the dead beasts walked towards the battlefield.

——The Cast Iron Legion, Commander Solomon, is fighting for the present situation again!

The flames that were covered with the sky rose and fell from the void, and there seemed to be silver and red stars rising between the burning sky and the earth.

They move forward.

Opening up from the tide, moving forward straight, tearing the darkness, and thundering down and destroying with great thunder.

The huge purified Titan rose from the rushing blood, and its body turned into iron mountains like a giant. When countless missile launchers unfolded, it burst out with flames that could burn all hell.

In the diffuse burning wind, among the scorched corpses of the monsters, the 'steel arrow' rose to the sky, carrying the burning silver glow, crossed layers of blockages, and fell from the sky again!

boom!

The explosion and destruction formed by murderous intent are blocked by the palms raised by the flute-player, and Huai Shi's face emerges in the flames of enlightenment.

Sweep away the enemy and hate!

"This is another set..."

The flute player waved his hand impatiently, throwing out the knot, and the monster formed by the massacre appeared again, blocking the Huai Shi.

But then, a sound of wind sounded from afar.

The giant cannon burst and roared.

The distorted monster that had not yet condensed and formed had fallen apart in the spreading flames. In the reflection of the flute-playing man's eyes, the enemies and hatreds stepped forward again, tearing up all obstacles like a broken bamboo, and cutting a huge crack on the blurred face.

It's like the favorite smile of a flute player!

The cluster bomb fell from the sky, sprinkling countless spores in the division, and the spreading flames covered everything.
To be continued...