Chapter 1532: :heart stop

As soon as Zhuang's words fell, ...
Nothing happened.
Wildfire's brow frowned and looked around in confusion.
what? What kind of shrimp? Why didn't you come out?
Pippi shrimp?
Is Zhuang not far off?
But Zhuang not far is not like a bluff ...
But indeed nothing happened.
Seeing Zhuang not far away, it seemed that he was waiting for something to happen. Wildfire was a little shy for Zhuang not far.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ..." Wildfire laughed, "What kind of Pippi shrimp?"
Zhuang not far away smiled: "Sorry, forget that you can't see Pippi shrimp at all."
Wildfire laughed louder.
Suddenly, his projection flickered, as if there was a ripple across the factory.
"What?" Wildfire's voice couldn't laugh a little.
He suddenly felt that something really appeared.
Zhuang narrowed his eyes, seemed to be looking at something invisible, and smiled, "Good boy, come here."
With the sound of Zhuang not far, another ripple flashed through, and the entire space was distorted by something, whether it was light or space.
But this is the inside of the factory. The space inside the factory was originally very stable. Wildfire also strengthened the control of the surrounding space. The space was so stable that even the steel door could not be opened.
This distortion, with Zhuang not far as the center, the space around Zhuang not far is layered like an onion, which is caused by the serious dislocation of the passing of nearby time.
Looking from a distance, Zhuang Buyuan seemed to be standing in a broken mirror, which was extraordinarily weird.
Suddenly, the dislocated space fluctuated again, shaking back and forth, as if someone was swinging their tails, stirring the water in the pond, trapping the golden prison cage not far from Zhuang. Crack.
Wildfire's eyes just blinked, and Zhuang not far from the golden prison cage.
The golden prison cage is still in place and has not been damaged.
Zhuang not far, this magical escape technique, is like a magician.
"Good boy, good job." Zhuang not far out, patted something in the void.
"You ... what the are you looking at!" Wildfire cried out.
Even as a factory owner of a star-class factory, he has a wealth of knowledge, countless wealth, and has lived a long time, but he has never seen such a weird scene.
Is the owner so weird?
"Kill him!" Yehuo suddenly felt that he had made a classic mistake of a villain.
That's too much talk.
A buzzing sound and the sound of energy gathering sounded. Several small Zhuang Zhuang people appeared on the inner wall of the factory, pointing at the direction not far from Zhuang.
But this "hum" soon faded.
Like a bee suddenly turned into a mosquito.
Then it turned into a dead mosquito.
This is one of the largest production lines inside the factory. It is an interior space that is larger than the earth. The entire space is spherical, the huge forging machine is constantly running, and it beats like a heart. heard.
That huge forging machine is arguably one of the most powerful and toughest machines in the Wildfire Factory.
At this time, the shell of the forging machine quickly dappled rust, then peeled off piece by piece, like a heavy snowfall.
The golden ball that bound Griffith was peeling off like a soap bubble. Griffith, who was almost squeezed to death, struggled to climb out, but before a few steps, he screamed: No! No! No! "
His skin relaxed at a terrible speed, his face dropped, his eyes narrowed, his hair turned white, and then shedding ...
Not long ago, Griffith, who can be said to be a beautiful man, instantly became a bad old man.
He was lying on the ground, unable to move. He wanted to struggle, but had no energy.
His eyelids were squinting, and in the gradually blurred vision, Zhuang not far from the sky, and the phantom of the wild fire was facing.
He saw Zhuang not far and seemed to say something, but his eardrums had become loose enough to hear nothing.
Behind the wildfire, the huge forging machine collapsed, dragged by his own gravity, torn and twisted into a ball.
Wildfire's figure gradually disappeared, and the "projection" facilities supporting him could not survive the passage of time.
In this space, only Zhuang not far stood in the air.
The entire factory looks like an onion that has rotted from the inside, corroded layer by layer, and layer by layer.
Griffith's heart was full of regrets.
It turns out ... Zhuang not far is so powerful.
It turned out that in Zhuang's eyes, he was nothing more than a ant.
His world was getting darker, and he knew that death was coming.
What he saw before his world was completely dark.
Around Zhuang not far, more than a dozen huge shadows were moving around him.
It looks like a hunting dog running happily around the owner, and it looks like a scary black vortex centered on Zhuang Buyuan.
Swept everything, devour everything, destroy everything.
"I ... I didn't want to do this." Zhuang not far away looked up and looked straight ahead. He didn't know if he was talking to himself or talking to Wildfire. "I was going to rescue my fellow people and just went straight It's a pity to leave like this, your good servant did not give me a chance to leave quietly. "
He looked up, distinguished his direction slightly, and flew forward.
He remembered that the location of the factory owner was the most central area of ​​the entire factory.
"Now that you know who I am, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Zhuang not far is a manor, of course, can not let other plant owners know his identity alive!
Instead, he left in a hurry.
...
Outside the wildfire factory, countless factories are hung on the outer wall of the wildfire factory, including the happy factory.
In the sound of forging that is never heard ~ EbookFREE.me ~ In the sound of clinking chips, in the music of light singing and dancing, the pleasure factory is still crowded and never stops.
Guests shuttled among them, drank the happy water in the fat house, and shouted with the other gamblers.
Suddenly, without knowing why, everyone paused subconsciously.
"Wait, is there something wrong?"
Suddenly, the entire Pleasure Factory quieted down.
There was an extreme sense of uneasiness in everyone's heart.
Where does this uneasiness come from?
"Wait, what about forging?" A guest suddenly called out.
The sound of continuous forging is like the heartbeat of the Wildfire Factory.
But at this point, the heartbeat stopped.
After a while, almost all the guests turned around and ran out.