The end of the world begins with failing an exam

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Arrive outside the walled city.

Lawrence just glanced at it casually and felt a little creepy.

At this moment, within his sight range, the cracks opened by the splendor of the deep sky have spread. At a glance, the entire surface of the earth is filled with splendor, like an endless side of stained glass.

"We're in big trouble now..."

Chapter 480: The out-of-control splendor of deep space (Part 2)

Although Lawrence didn't know much about the Deep Space Color, he had heard Chen Jing mention it at some point. The Deep Sky Color was a creature with little IQ. Most of the time, it followed its own instincts to do things.

Yes, instinct.

In addition to eating, Deep Space Extraordinary Loves to eat.

He devours whatever he sees.

Usually, with Chen Jing in charge of it, it still has a little bit of brain, and before opening its mouth, it thinks about whether it will be punished by its master, but now... Although Lawrence didn't know what happened to these extraordinary colors, he was certain that they He definitely did not regard the residents of the walled city as his own.

"It shouldn't be long before these things break out..." Lawrence said with a serious face, and his tone couldn't help but become serious, "If it is really as we thought, these ghosts can't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, then the Walled City Everyone inside will probably be eaten clean by it..."

Hearing what Lawrence said, both Ryan and Anu showed a scared expression, and just when they were about to ask Lawrence if there was anything he could do, along with a rush of footsteps, Hassad also ran out of the building. .

Just ran to everyone.

Hassad then cursed the word "cao" in a straight tone.

Before Lawrence could say anything, Hassad grabbed his hair with a look of despair on his face.

"I still can't contact them! That antenna doesn't work at all! There's no way to help me locate the Western Continent!"

When he heard that Hassad was going to use an antenna to contact Chen Jing and the others, Lawrence's first reaction was that his grandson was crazy, because he thought that Hassad was going to use the antenna to search for signals and call Chen Jing and the others.

He didn't know the function of the antenna until Hassad explained it to him later.

simply put.

It was an auxiliary device for transmitting sounds from thousands of miles away.

Used to establish telepathy with target creatures at long distances.

"Is there really such a thing?" After hearing Hassad's explanation, Lawrence thought that the old man was lying to him. After all, he was well-informed, but he had never heard of such a weird thing. appliance.

"This is the experimental product I stole from the Hanging City." Hassad's explanation was concise and to the point, "I don't know if it can be used, but I'll give it a try anyway!"

These past few dozen days.

Hassad has been debugging the machine day and night, hoping to use this thing to send a message to Chen Jing, letting Chen Jing know that "his son" is about to go on a killing spree.

But it's a pity...

"Damn it failed!" Hassad sat down on the steps, scratching his hair irritably, "The positioning of that broken antenna is a piece of shit! I let it locate to the western continent! It can really give I’m going to the sea of ​​old!”

"Then what should we do now?" Lawrence frowned and had no idea for a moment.

"How about we dig a tunnel and escape?"

At the same time, Tsukano Koshiro also ran out with Hassad and suggested digging a tunnel, which instantly earned him several looks.

"Where are you farting?" Hassad cursed angrily, "This thing may be thousands of meters deep underground, and it is still spreading. How deep are you going to dig this tunnel?"

"Then we have to find another way..." Tsukano Kushiro said helplessly, thinking of the attempts he had made these days, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

Compared with aborigines like Hassad, Tsukano Kushiro was a candidate who came from the outside world with Chen Jing, so when he first discovered that something was wrong with Deep Space Color, he immediately prepared to contact Chen Jing in the candidate system .

But I don’t know if I don’t log in.

Once logged in.

Tsukano Kishiro was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

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[Tip: Since the examiner is checking the candidates’ system data, the candidate forum and related applications are temporarily closed, and the opening time is to be determined. Candidates please understand...]

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Yes.

The system is maintained.

Tsukano Kushiro didn't believe that he could be so unlucky at first, and then went to the walled city to find other candidates to try. Finally, he was helplessly determined... The system was being maintained at such a critical time, and there was no telling when the maintenance would be completed. Accurate letter.

So in the past twenty days, no one could contact Chen Jing and the others.

There was no way to ask for help.

There is no way to run out.

It's like a dead end.

Even a "good player" like Tsukano Kushiro, who only cares about the experience, couldn't help but mutter in his heart, isn't this the GM deliberately targeting me?

If it wasn't the examiner's fault, then all this is too coincidental... Could it be that God really destined us to die here?

"The situation is getting worse." Lawrence squatted on the ground, looking at the splendor in the deep sky only half a meter away from him. He only felt that the colors flowing on the ground were very strange, like both liquid and mist, which was different from some time ago. Their stained glass-like state is still different.

"Approximately how long?" Hassad asked.

"Judging from their average growth rate these days, it won't take more than two days at most..." Lawrence said with a frown.

"Two days???" Ryan and the others were dumbfounded.

"Yes, just two days." Lawrence raised his hand and pointed at the fortress behind him without looking back. "Within two days, the fortress will be swallowed by these things. By then, I guess no one will be left with even their corpses."

"Think of a way, damn it!" Hassad kicked over. When he was wanted by the Hanging City, he was chased all the way and he was not so desperate, but when he looked up at the vast and colorful deep space... this is not as simple as despair.

He basically imagined his own death.

"What can I do..." Lawrence said helplessly, but compared to others, he was more open-minded, "It shouldn't hurt to be eaten by these things. They are much gentler than the old madman who beat me. The worst case scenario is death..."

After saying that, Lawrence touched the stubble on his chin.

"Anyway, I've killed a lot of people over the years, and it's enough to die."

"You've done enough! I haven't lived enough! No, I'll go back and try again... maybe I can contact them!"

Hasard got up from the ground after saying this, and walked into the fortress in a daze, intending to debug the antenna and try a few more times.

And Lawrence accepted his fate.

He sat on the ground with his legs crossed and stared at the sky in a daze, with deep memories of these years constantly emerging in his mind...The old man wanted to recall some good things at this moment, but the memory left by Chen Bofu was too deep, and the scenes of being beaten half to death kept flashing in his mind.

It's like a virus, lingering.

"Damn! That old man!" Lawrence couldn't help cursing, and just when he mustered up the courage to curse a few more times.

Suddenly.

He saw a silver light suddenly appear in the sky.

The light spot has been getting bigger since the moment it appeared, and it should be falling to the ground at a rapid speed.

But in just a few seconds.

The silver light spot became clearly visible, even Ryan, who had the worst eyesight, could see it.

"What is that..."

Lawrence frowned and stared at the silver light spot in the sky. He felt that the thing was just a metal ball... But as the light spot got closer and closer to the ground, Lawrence gradually realized how outrageous his initial judgment was.

That was not a metal ball.

It was a metal palace suspended in the sky!

Chapter 481 The Palace Suspended in the Sky (Part 1)

The metal palace suspended in the sky was like an island, with a reflective silver-white color throughout, as if it was cast as a whole without any joints.

At first glance, it was roughly divided into two parts.

The surface of the island and the palace on it.

The silver surface was an irregular rhombus, with a huge depression in the center of the bottom. There were countless layers of ring patterns in the funnel-shaped depression, and a huge talisman was engraved in the center of the bottom.

As for the palace...

From the architectural style, it is a building similar to a Taoist temple.

Because the palace is tilted, the gate is open.

So Lawrence and his friends can see the faint light emanating from the palace at a glance.

It is a light blue light.

It seems that there is an amorphous plasma stirring in it.

"Is this something from the [Turing Research Society]?" Lawrence squinted and looked carefully at the palace suspended in the sky.

Lian and Anu on the side were also stunned. They were also amazed at this giant building floating in the air.

As for Hazard...

When he stood in front of the steps leading to the fortress and saw this metal palace, he fell into an uncontrollable panic.

Yes.

As a defector wanted by the Hanging City.

As an old alchemist who once joined the [Turing Research Society].

Hazard knew very well what the arrival of this palace meant...

"This is the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace...It's those alchemists!! Those bastards from the Hanging City have discovered us!!!"

Jiutian Yingyuan Palace

This strange name made Lawrence confused.

Indeed.

Compared to Hazard, they knew very little about the Hanging City, so they didn't react to the name. What really made them uneasy was Hazard's next sentence... The group of alchemists discovered them!

"How did they get exposed?" The energy in Lawrence's body gradually became active, and bursts of cold air emanated from the holes all over his body.

"I should have thought of it earlier... It was the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace that discovered us... It has been orbiting outside the earth... Theoretically, the whole world is under their surveillance..."

Hazard held his head in pain and cursed with gritted teeth.

"The wasteland is a blind spot in their surveillance, because the old filth in the sky is a kind of "light pollution" for them, and all instruments will be affected unless they lower the palace below the "pollution layer."

As he said this, Hazard showed a confused expression again, as if he suddenly realized something.

"That's not right... since it didn't drop below the 'pollution layer'... then it can't possibly photograph us... and it's even less likely to detect our presence through its instruments... it's as if this palace has found our coordinates and is heading straight for us... that's right!! It's that fucking antenna!!!"

Hassard shouted in despair, looking a little hysterical, his eyes full of undisguised regret.

"When I tried to contact Chen Jing and the others through the antenna, the wireless signal was sensed by the Taoist priests of the Hanging City. They found our coordinates through signal decoding... That's why they summoned the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace to attack us!!"

"Attack us?" Lawrence was stunned, "What is this palace used for?"

"To kill people."

Hassard said tremblingly, and there was unforgettable fear between the lines.

"Jiutian Yingyuan Palace is not among the 'three palaces' of the research institute. Although it has the appearance of a Taoist temple in the Hanging City, it is not a place for Taoist priests to practice at all."

As soon as the voice fell, Hassard paused for a moment, forcibly controlling the fear that was spreading in his heart, trying to make himself look calmer.

"It is a space-based weapon that is always orbiting the outer space. It is the highest means of punishment for the outside world by the Hanging City. It is a strategic weapon in the true sense... We are in big trouble!"

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Eternal Night City.

In the obelisk rebuilt by the [Moonlight Hermitage].

The Pope still sat on the throne that belonged to him alone, while the bishops stood in front of the Pope and argued endlessly.