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Apocalypse Forecast - Chapter 133

Published at 28th of August 2023 01:08:33 PM


Chapter 133

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In the silence, there was only a faint sound like a rolling ball. A head with a dagger stuck in it fell from the air, rolling in a pool of blood, and finally stopped, staring blankly at the crack in the ceiling.

Under countless splatters of blood, the walls, floors, and everything had become unrecognizable.

Two mutilated bodies fell to the ground with a muffled sound, revealing the dark figure covered in blood stains among them.

Huai Shi wiped off the blood stains on the axe blade, put away the weapons on the ground, and then walked quickly to Haila, cutting the ropes on her hands.

Haila looked at him in astonishment, incredulous. "You came to save me?"

"No, you have to run by yourself."

Huai Shi handed a bundle of ropes to Haila and led her to the crack in the ventilation duct, pointing to the entrance above. "Go left, then go down to the corridor. You can crawl out of the porthole with the rope and then walk on the deck. If there are people, hide there for a while... I will create some commotion to distract them. After you escape to the passenger area, go to room 1011. Here is the key, you can hide there."

That was Yue Jun's room.

Now that Yue Jun was dead, no one would go there, so it would be a perfect hiding place for her.

Haila looked at him blankly, as if she still didn't understand what had happened.

Huai Shi shook his head and sighed, pulling her hand to send her up. But then, he couldn't help but pause... feeling like he had grabbed a puddle of mud.

Her hand melted in his palm.

Then, he felt a chill on his back, lowered his head, and saw a knife protruding from his chest.

"Unfortunately, you saved the wrong person..."

Behind him, 'Haila' laughed mockingly, and her face flowed down like mud, falling on the ground and turning into a foul-smelling mud.

After the mud, an ugly face covered with wrinkles and spots appeared.

Never seen before.

But with the disturbance of the mud, the foul smell subsided, and the face slowly healed, as if it had regained its youth and was covered with a layer of powder, becoming lively and beautiful, without any signs of aging.

Quan Yao.

Huai Shi suddenly realized: the witch hidden in the stagnant water in Norse mythology, a licentious and cruel monster...

"You are..."

Huai Shi looked at the woman with a dusty face in astonishment. "Who are you?"

Then, the triumphant face twisted, suddenly pulled back her hand, drew out the dagger, let Huai Shi fall to the ground, and then she lifted her foot and angrily stepped on Huai Shi's face.

"Eleanor! Lady Eleanor! Remember it well, you bastard!"

She suppressed her anger, and her beautiful false face twisted in anger. "Damn it, I should have been a noble countess... I should have... Damn it... How did I end up on a ship with you mud-legged people!"

Huai Shi coughed violently, blood spewing out as she stepped on his face.

"I knew it was wrong! I knew you, you little bastard, were up to something! I knew..." The woman who called herself Lady Eleanor gritted her teeth and spat out a foul-smelling phlegm on the ground. "I caught you! You are colluding with that little bitch, aren't you?"

She reached out, pulled open the door of the cold storage, and pulled out the trembling girl from inside, throwing her roughly on the ground. Then, she grabbed her hair and pulled her up, twisting her face to make her look at Huai Shi on the ground.

"Look who's here? My little baby."

She sneered sharply, "I guessed it right, didn't I? There are always fools who are attracted to your young and beautiful face, like mosquitoes buzzing around a flame... How proud, how grand! Ah, this feeling is quite good, isn't it?"

Haila's lips turned blue from the cold, unable to speak, just staring at Huai Shi in astonishment.

On the ground, Huai Shi awkwardly squeezed out a smile at her.

"Ah, we meet again."

Smack!

The water demon impatiently slapped Huai Shi's face, pulled Haila's hair, and looked at her with a jealous gaze at her delicate cheek. "My patience has reached its limit, you little bitch. Since you don't want to talk nicely, let's be rough..."

"It's useless, you're too old." Haila looked at the water demon with a pitying gaze. "Even with my blood, you can't restore your youth..."

"Shut up!"

The water demon screamed, and her expression became ferocious and distorted. The layer of mud on her face cracked, revealing a cracked pattern. "Give it to me! Give me your blood! Don't play tricks!

Voluntarily give me your blood, baby, and I will fulfill your wish, just like in the fairy tales!"

This was a malicious fairy tale that had been circulated all over the world, about the trade between witches and ignorant girls, like the daughter of the sea, like all the other ignorant ones who thought they could fulfill their wishes by obtaining something...

Undoubtedly, all ignorant traders were skinned and devoured by the witch, leaving only regret.

Since King Arthur's tragic death on the sword rack, no one would believe that a woman emerging from a spring would bring goodwill.After all, no one would believe that a wet woman could give you a rusty sword and you could become a king, right?

"What can you give me?"

Haila asked in return, "Freedom?"

"Oh, dear, I can let you go, if you can escape..."

The water spirit smirked, the knife in her hand aimed at Huai Shi's face. "Or, I can spare his life, how about that?"

In the silence, Haila remained silent, just looking at Huai Shi's face.

For a long time, her eyes lowered.

"You swear," she said.

"Of course, I swear!" the water spirit excitedly laughed. "I swear in front of all living water, I will not kill him... Now, give me blood! Immediately! All of it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a tug.

It was Huai Shi, who had fallen to the ground.

In the pool of blood, Huai Shi struggled to reach out, grabbing her skirt, his lips opening and closing, coughing up blood, desperately trying to make a sound.

"What's happening now? A final confession? How cute."

The water spirit laughed sharply, bending down, examining his miserable appearance. But she faintly heard Huai Shi's voice: "Elephant..."

Elephant?

What elephant?

She furrowed her brows in confusion, listening intently, and then heard the hoarse whisper from the man on the ground, unsure if it was a dream or a song, with a strange melody.

"Elephant... Elephant..."

He sang softly, singing a nursery rhyme that seemed to have been made up. The final voice grew weaker and weaker. "Why... is your neck... so long?"

In that instant, the water spirit looked down in astonishment, seeing Huai Shi's crimson eyes in the pool of blood, and his mouth curled up - four slowly growing canine teeth.

And then, the melody became cruel and violent.

Just like an angry elephant finally unable to tolerate the constant nagging of a dead child, it impatiently lifted its foot and kicked the child to death, then spat on the corpse with hatred:

"Damn it, Gan Li grain, I'm a giraffe!"

A chill ran through her.

In that moment, Huai Shi suddenly sprung up from the ground, his mouth biting down on the water spirit's neck, piercing the artery, greedily absorbing the substance that represented life.

You want blood, right?

Coincidentally, I want it too...

The indescribable feeling intoxicated him, as if he was drinking nectar. Although it was the stench of blood, the moment it entered his mouth, it made him feel as if he had ascended to heaven.

But the water spirit let out a painful scream.

The scream was swallowed in her throat, as her life rapidly slipped away.

Under the nourishment of the blood, the holy mark of the vampire became unusually active, rapidly repairing Huai Shi's body, making him stronger and more agile.

It was as if the vampire's holy mark, which had been sealed for so long, could only truly awaken and be complete when drinking this blood, and truly obtain that forbidden power!

Above the four canine teeth, runes inlaid with pure silver slowly appeared, purifying all dark creatures equally. Not only the water spirit, but also Huai Shi.

This was the most powerful weapon of the witcher Fan Haixin.

Relying on the vampire's characteristic of devouring life, it bestowed enemies with an irresistible purification, and then repaired its own body with the blood it drank, maintaining its integrity.

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In an instant, cracks appeared on the water spirit's half body, revealing an old and withered appearance beneath the disguise of youth.

She screamed in pain, struggling desperately, ignoring the fact that her neck was torn apart, forcibly pushing Huai Shi away.

But a huge gash had already appeared on her neck, and blood continued to gush out.

"You... you..."

She stared at Huai Shi in madness, roaring silently, calling for her 'husband'. Then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the man who had been guarding outside rushed in.

With each step he took, his body expanded, until after three steps, he completely transformed into the legendary bloodthirsty and cruel Cyclops.

Then, he noticed the huge cavity in his chest.

And the heart that had been taken away.

Boom!

The giant fell to the ground.

The person holding the heart slowly closed the door, not letting the noisy crowd outside notice what had happened in the kitchen.

Huai Shi raised his hand and beckoned to the water spirit. The crossbow arrows tied to his arm emitted a sharp whistle, piercing through the water spirit's head.

Completely shattering that mass of rotten flesh.

To be honest, Huai Shi didn't remember her name in the end.

But when he turned around, ready to face the giant, he saw the corpse on the ground and Yin Yan leaning against the door.

Weighing the rotten heart in his hand, Yin Yan sneered and casually threw it aside, looking at Huai Shi in astonishment.

In that instant when the man rushed into the room, Yin Yan, who had been hiding for a long time, launched a surprise attack from behind, using his claws to deliver a fatal blow, digging out the heart of the giant.

But why was it him?

"Are you crazy?" Huai Shi asked in astonishment.

Yin Yan glanced at him coldly. "Why don't you ask your magical conch, Ai Qing?"

"What's going on?" Huai Shi asked Ai Qing, who was hiding in his mind.

The magical conch, Ai Qing, suddenly didn't feel like talking to him.

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