Apocalypse Forecast

It seemed as if time had stopped in an instant.

Golden rainwater flowed down from the girl's wrist and into Huai Shi's mouth.

In the dark and cruel world, that line of dazzling gold was like a miracle, enchanting and intoxicating. At this moment, as blood flowed, an endless vitality comparable to the philosopher's stone overflowed from within.

It was a terrifying amount that could create an army of artificial humans with just a few grams, and now, with Lily's generous pouring, it multiplied tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold, and ten thousandfold.

At any cost!

Even if it meant sacrificing oneself, even if it meant futile efforts.

Huai Shi desperately clung to his last thread of life.

Like a lonely palm, pulling him back, not allowing him to leave on his own.

"Please, stay alive."

Lily cried as she smiled bitterly at him. "Stay, don't leave me alone, I beg you."

From the depths of unconsciousness and pain, Huai Shi struggled to raise his hand, wanting to touch her cheek.

Feeling the tears falling on his fingertips, so cold.

That raised hand stopped in mid-air.

In the end, it fell weakly.

Only the sound of shattering echoed.

Regardless of how generously the spring of life poured, regardless of Lily's desperate calls, there was no longer any light in his hollow eyes. They only reflected the dark sky and blood-like sea, reflecting this cruel world.

No more sound or movement.

Lily stared at him in disbelief, for a long time, she let out a hoarse cry, but there was no response.

Heavy footsteps stopped in front of her.

Leaving behind a trail of bloody footprints.

"Is he dead?"

Old Xiao murmured regretfully, sighed, and slowly raised his beastified five fingers, aiming at Lily's face. "I'm sorry, I have to do this... even though it's just a game."

In that instant, the sharp five fingers came together and stabbed towards the stunned girl.

A piercing scream exploded through the air.

Then, the scream abruptly stopped, before a shattered palm.

His wrist was tightly grasped.

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By a shattered palm, after countless fragments fell off, revealing a silver-white skeleton.

As if the gates of hell had suddenly opened.

From the hollow eyes, a surging blood light emerged.

"Do not..."

The dead vampire slowly raised his head, and from the sound of countless flesh being stripped away, a face that was like metal appeared, so ferocious.

Clearly, it was an empty shell that had lost its soul, but under the remnants of obsession, the broken vampire crawled up from the ground again, blocking the way in front of Chimera.

The hoarse voice was like the roar of metal, one word at a time, telling the enemy in front of him:

"No, you can't... touch her!"

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In the depths of unconsciousness, Huai Shi felt himself falling into the abyss once again.

The sacred light shone from the sky, gazing at him with endless majesty and coldness, indifferently watching him kneel in front of the altar.

"This is your last chance, Abraham, and the last mercy of the Holy Spirit."

The old bishop looked down at him with cold eyes, holding the scepter, and gave the final command: "Abraham, kill her, and you can still be redeemed!"

In the silence, only Huai Shi's painful groans could be heard.

He struggled to crawl forward, gasping for breath, reaching out his trembling hand as if trying to grasp the elusive light and redemption.

But until the end, he didn't say a word.

"Worthless! You have disappointed me."

The bishop's face twitched, gradually turning pale, "Since you don't repent, then drown together with that heretic in God's wrath!"

Without any sympathy, he turned and left, abandoning Huai Shi in the darkness.

But then, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

A hoarse voice sounded from behind him.

So close!

"Sorry, Father."

At some point, Huai Shi had already stood up from the ground. He lowered his head and stared at the neck that was within reach, bidding farewell in a soft voice, "What others won't give me..."

"I prefer to take it myself!"

In that instant, the old bishop let out a sharp scream.

The vampire's fangs had deeply pierced his neck, crazily extracting his blood, drinking greedily and voraciously, like a starving dog.

No matter how he struggled, begged, or angrily reproached.

Until the end, there was no sound.

In the silence, Huai Shi slowly released his mouth, and the withered body fell onto the altar.Huai Shi lowered his head and stared at the terrified face of the man. He slowly raised his hand, wiped the last trace of sweet blood from the corner of his mouth, and then bent down to take the scepter from his hand.

"Now, does anyone still have orders for me?"

The young man looked up and gazed at the holy light above the sky.

In the silence, no one spoke.

So, facing the indifferent gazes of the gods, the rebellious vampire slowly raised the scepter in his hand and smiled happily, "Isn't it just redemption? I have it!"

In that instant, the holy light dissipated.

The abyss collapsed.

Huai Shi opened his eyes and saw the pitch-black sky like iron, and the endless sea of blood. He returned to this dark sky, even though it was already fragmented, with only bones remaining.

He slowly turned around and looked at the astonished girl behind him, a smile appearing on his broken face.

"I will fight for you, my lady!"

Boom!

The tentacles of the Chimera swept across.

Huai Shi was thrown backwards and crashed onto the mast, completely breaking it. The shattered sails fell into the burning flames and ignited.

From within the flames, the broken Huai Shi crawled up like a clay doll, looking at his own miserable appearance and raising his hand towards the approaching Lao Xiao.

"Wait, let me check the book... After I finish reading, we can fight again!"

He waved his hand and took out the Book of Destiny, clumsily flipping through the records left by the bishop, searching for information in the fragmented handwriting.

But Lao Xiao didn't give him any chance. He reached out, and two tentacles flew out from his sleeves, entangling around Huai Shi's legs, lifting him up into the air. Then, with a violent force, he smashed him onto the deck.

Just like holding a hammer.

All the visible cabins were smashed, countless fragments flew out, and in the end, amidst the ruins, only a silver-white skeleton remained.

Threads of golden blood flowed slowly on the silver bones, shining with a faint light, like a matrix adorned with steel.

He's still alive?

Lao Xiao frowned unhappily. Two heads suddenly opened on his shoulders, spewing acid and poisonous fire, converging into a tidal wave, sweeping towards Huai Shi!

"So, that's how it is?"

In that instant, the broken skeleton nodded with understanding. He reached out and pulled out a solemn scepter from the Book of Destiny, slowly raising its sharp end.

Aimed at his own chest.

Stab!

Boom!

The flames engulfed everything.

But immediately after, a sacred light shone from the terrifying temperature that could melt steel, emanating from the remains of the vampire.

In an instant, it turned into a sun.

An endless blaze burst forth from Huai Shi's chest.

From the scepter.

It was purification!

Huai Shi was actually... purifying himself!

The holy radiance, surpassing the purity of holy water by a hundredfold, spread coldly over Huai Shi's body, inch by inch, killing the vampire's dark source material and body.

Even without Lao Xiao's intervention, he was practically committing suicide!

But in this merciless purification, Huai Shi happily extended his hand, welcoming the arrival of the end.

"Playing tricks!"

Lao Xiao snorted coldly, instantly stirring up a violent wind that howled towards Huai Shi. He raised his fist and struck at Huai Shi's broken head.

In that instant, Huai Shi raised his palm.

The finger bones bathed in the sacred flames shimmered brightly, slowly unfolding, blocking the beast-like fist.

Boom!

The storm, the tidal wave, the loud noise, all came to a halt in front of this palm.

Lao Xiao raised his head in astonishment, hearing the sound of steel rubbing against each other, right above Huai Shi's broken face.

As if iron seeds were growing in that grimacing head, inch by inch, increasing on the shattered skull, covering the ferocious face with a solemn and cold mask.

Behind the mask, a burst of light suddenly shone from the pitch-black eye sockets.

Huai Shi opened his mouth, shouting, roaring.

The silent voice was given substance.

The blazing light turned into a torrent, gushing out from his eyes and mouth, straight ahead, instantly piercing through Lao Xiao's arm, burning his mutated limb to ashes.

The scepter cracked inch by inch.

In the moment when all the vampire parts were burned to ashes, a brilliant light flowed out from the remaining silver skeleton of Huai Shi, covering his bones and transforming into a new body.

In the light, the power of countless holy spirits merged, connected, weaved, and entangled, like tangible light flowing on the remaining skeleton, no, the holy remains!

In an instant of transformation, new miracles emerged from the void.As Huai Shi moved forward, countless golden patterns emerged on the silver mask. Above his head, in the void, a pure light opened up, interweaving into a ring, hanging high, casting a cold and stern glow in all directions.

When he took the first step, the steel matrix, the iron holy body all over him cried out, countless fragmented sounds overlapped each other, forming a grand song.

So sacred.

When he took the second step, the sound of shattering echoed from his back. It was the sound of old bones breaking, and also the clear ringing of a new miracle being born.

With the sharp sound, sparks splashed, and iron branches rose inch by inch from his back. On countless branches, light condensed into filaments, forming wings so huge that they seemed to overshadow the sky.

Wings of Steel!

Like a legendary holy spirit walking between heaven and earth, bringing down punishment and destruction.

"Heard you've advanced?"

Between the dark sky and the blood-red sea, the steel angel towered over this cruel world, looking down at the stunned Chimera, a smile curling up at the corner of his mouth behind the mask:

"What a coincidence, so have I!"

To temper a person's soul with a hundred times the sin, to infuse the miracle of the holy spirit into silver, to implant it into the bone marrow, and to irrigate it with the blood of countless people, to plant the seed of redemption in the fallen abyss.

When the endless darkness is burned out, the light will burst out from the abyss.

When the original sin is purified, redemption will come.

This is the redemption that Van Helsing longed for but could not achieve, the advancement of the vampire...

- Archangel!

Huai Shi raised his palm, made a grasping motion towards the burning ship below, an invisible force burst out, the steel cried out, the blood-stained silver axe whistled to him, falling into his hand.

Towards the angry Chimera.

Slash!