The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chen Jing can be sure of this.

Because most of the "seeds" he left outside the fortress have been inexplicably destroyed at this moment, and only a few have survived and contacted the mother body in time...

Who is attacking the fortress?

Chen Jing quickly analyzed the answer to this question in his mind.

After thinking about it, there are only two possibilities.

Either it is the scumbags of the [Moonlight Hermitage].

Or it is the alchemist of the [Turing Research Society].

Apart from their two families, Chen Jing really doesn't believe that anyone can directly destroy most of the seeds of the deep space strange colors in a short period of time... The old descendants with such strength are definitely not alone, at least there is a great possibility that they are from a large sect!

Did they find the fortress by accident?

Or was it because of some other reason that the fortress was exposed?

Chen Jing felt his mind was in a mess, especially when he thought that Ryan and the others were still in the fortress, his heart suddenly became uneasy.

Without caring about how the old man and the others felt, he directly determined the direction coordinates at the fastest speed and made repeated deep space jumps in the direction of the fortress in order to rush back in the shortest time.

"Damn it... When I come back and catch you in the act... I will peel off the skin of you bastards!!!"

...

When Lawrence and Hazard saw the light column falling from the sky, their first reaction was that they were fucking dead.

And the intense pain they felt next was enough to prove that this pessimistic guess was not groundless.

The energy light column that was similar to plasma surrounded by countless arcs had a power that seemed to annihilate everything.

At the moment of contact with the energy light column, Lawrence and Hazard had an illusion of being "evaporated" by high temperature, followed by a brief trance of consciousness...

At that moment, they really thought they were going to die.

Until the vague consciousness gradually condensed and the brain gradually became clear.

"I... We are still alive..." Lawrence lay in a ruin in a miserable state, most of his body had disappeared, leaving only one-third of the torso connecting the neck and the head.

Hazard on the side was even worse than him, with almost only a head left.

Fortunately, the self-healing ability of the old descendants saved his life at the critical moment. Although he could not move like Lawrence, he could blink and make a sound to show that he was still alive.

"How did we survive..." Lawrence murmured, and opened his eyelids with difficulty to look up at the sky.

This look.

He instantly got the answer.

Although he initially guessed that Chen Jing and his team had returned in time to save the situation, the situation now seems not to be the case... but it is almost the same.

That's right.

It's those deep space colors.

The deep space colors that originally covered the surface of the 50-kilometer radius seemed to have gathered together when the final sanctions came, wrapping the entire fortress inside to form a layer of crystal-like protective shield.

That beam of light was blocked by it.

Or rather.

It was reflected by the layer of colorful crystals it formed.

At a glance.

The sky was full of black holes formed by the space shattering.

Those were all bombarded by the energy reflected by the deep space colorful.

Although Lawrence didn't understand why the colorful could reflect that terrifying energy, the reality was like this.

However... the seeds left by the deep space colorful could only save them once.

On this layer of columnar protective crystals, a hole larger than a basketball court had been bombarded near the top.

It was these barely bombarded energies that directly caused the main building of the fortress to lose six floors from top to bottom, and Lawrence and his men were instantly seriously injured.

Even the mechanical life summoned by Hazard was no exception.

All of them became incomplete and fell in the ruins.

"If it happens again, we will be dead..." Lawrence said weakly, looking at the huge hole in the protective layer in the sky, and only prayed that the deep space colorful could repair this protective shield by itself.

But it is undeniable.

Reality is sometimes so cruel.

The protective shield showed no signs of automatic repair. Not only that, many cracks appeared in the corners, which seemed to be blown out by the previous bombardment.

Just when Lawrence was wondering whether there would be another ultimate punishment.

Suddenly.

Two blurry figures appeared on the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace.

They jumped from the sky and passed directly through the hole in the protective layer. With a dull landing sound, they came to Lawrence and Hazard.

Since Lawrence had no strength to turn his neck, he could only try his best to look sideways, but unfortunately his visual ability was greatly affected after the serious injury. He couldn't see the portrait clearly with double vision.

In extreme anxiety.

Lawrence vaguely heard Hazard's voice.

It was a very reluctant and hoarse electronic synthesized voice.

"I didn't expect that the research institute took you prisoners away... to make you their lackeys..."

"Toyotomi Tsuruichi..."

"It's been a long time since we last met..."

Chapter 487: Shadow of Killing under the Moonlight (Part 1)

The two figures that jumped down from Jiutian Yingyuan Palace were both descendants of the old who had undergone biological transformation like the alchemists.

Judging from their dress style, they are very similar to the mercenaries in the Hanging City.

The strong man, who was about two and a half meters tall, had a European face. His thick beard was a strange dark red color, and his biological prosthetic eyes were slightly bulging with a fierce red light, and his pupils seemed to be focusing. The lens is shrinking.

Compared to the strong man wearing a tactical leather jacket, the old man wearing wooden-framed glasses next to him was obviously much more gentle.

This old man's facial features have obvious Arjen characteristics. The robe he wears is printed with the LOGO of the [Turing Research Society]. His hair is bald and gray, and his face is full of kindness and smile.

There are huge differences between these two people in terms of appearance and attire. The only thing they have in common is a string of weird collars hanging around their necks.

Their collars have the same style, they are all made of metal, and are dark gold in color. The talismans of the [Turing Research Society] are engraved on the front and back, and there are faint blue breathing lights flashing near the sides of the aorta.

"Hasad... I didn't expect you to be alive..." The old man known as "Toyotomi Kuruichi" walked up to Hassad, with a look of regret on his kind and kind face, "I thought you He died in the research association's pursuit..."

Before seeing Toyotomi Ksuruichi, Hassad was ready to accept his fate. The worst he could do was to close his eyes and open them. This life would pass, and death would be no big deal.

But after seeing this old man...

Hassad seemed to have stimulated his physical potential, trying his best to control his vocal organs, not wanting to appear so embarrassed.

"I won't die even if you die." Hassad sneered.

"No, no, no... you are the one who is going to die now." Toyotomi Tsuru sighed, the regret between the lines undisguised, "If you hadn't gone against the research association, then maybe we could still be colleagues."

"Colleague?" Hassad's smile became more and more sarcastic, "Do you want me to be like you now, with a dog collar hanging around my neck that can kill me at any time, and doing whatever the research tells me to do, even if I ask you to eat shit? …”

Before Hassad could finish speaking, the strong man on the side came over.

He raised his leg and kicked Hassad's head out. He hit the ruins of the ruins and rolled back. In an almost insulting manner, he stepped on Hassad's head with his shoe and looked down at him. Looking at him.

"Why are you talking to Mr. Toyotomi?"

"Yo, here comes another good dog!"

"Fuck you..."

Seeing that the strong man's calves were beginning to exert force and almost crushing Hassad's head into the ground, Toyotomi Tsuruichi on the side hurriedly spoke to stop him.

"Byvins!"

"Huh?" Byvins looked back at the old man, "What's wrong, Mr. Toyotomi?"

"The things in his mind are still useful to the research association, but we can't kill him now..." Toyotomi Kakuichi said.

Byvins nodded to express his understanding, and then turned to look at Lawrence who looked like a corpse to the side.

"What about that one? Is it useful?"

Hearing this, Toyotomi Kakuichi also looked back.

Although this was his first meeting with Lawrence, Lawrence's personal information and even old files were no longer a secret to him.

Toyotomi Heichi not only knew what Lawrence had done in the wasteland, but also what he had done in Evernight City... A retainer of the Chen family?

That’s what I should say, right?

Toyotomi Tsuruichi looked at Lawrence for a few times, and finally shook his head.

"There's no use keeping him, just kill him."

As soon as he heard this, Bywin suddenly showed an excited expression, walked up to Lawrence with a smile, raised his leg and dented the rest of his torso with one kick.

"He's just a Sequence Five bastard... He actually dares to go against our research association..."

Although Byvins' kick didn't seem to use much force, it felt like a big mountain pressing down on Lawrence... No, to be precise, it felt like a hydraulic press. That kind of irresistible force was pressing down on him, even if he was No matter how hard the metal is, it will probably turn into a puddle of mud.

The severe pain made Lawrence couldn't help but tremble, but this was just an instinctive muscle spasm, and there was no trace of fear on his face.

Even if he knew that he would most likely die badly.

He wasn't afraid at all.

"That's it?" Lawrence endured the pain and laughed loudly, "You bastard are far worse than that old lunatic, hahaha!!!"

Lawrence's laughter sounded harsh to Byvins' ears.

He felt insulted.

An insult to oneself by a weakling!

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Byvins said, slowly moving his steps and stepping up again.

This time it was Lawrence's neck that was crushed.

After damage to vocal organs.

Lawrence's laughter couldn't help but become distorted, hoarse and sharp, making people feel hairy all over.

"You're a piece of shit..." Lawrence's voice no longer sounded like a human voice, but was as cold as a ghost's wail, "You still want to torture me with such little means... You're too immature..." Little bastard..."

this moment.

Byvins was absolutely furious.

Because he has lived for so many years, except for the alchemists from the research association, he has never met anyone who dares to talk to him like this without risking his life.

In the Hanging City.

Byvins was once a free mercenary, and his well-known name was not his real name, but a two-letter nickname.

mad Men.

Unruly, hot-tempered, and cruel.

These are his labels.

It is no exaggeration to say that in his long life, he had brought extreme fear to countless people, but now... he found that his methods were very ridiculous to this old man.

Yes, this old thing is not afraid at all!

"Who are you looking down on, old bastard..."

Baiwens was furious, his expression became a little ferocious, his biological eyes flashed red, and his aura became extremely dangerous.

"Come... I'll play with you slowly..."

After saying that, Baiwens bent down and stretched out his hand to Lawrence's head.