The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chen Jing can be sure of this.

Because most of the "seeds" he left outside the walled city had been inexplicably wiped out at this moment, and only a handful survived and contacted the mother body in time...

Who is attacking the walled city?

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

After thinking about it, there are only two possibilities.

Or those bastards from [Moonlight Hermitage].

Or the alchemist from the [Turing Research Society].

Apart from the two of them, Chen Jing really doesn't believe that anyone can directly destroy most of the seeds of the deep space splendor in a short period of time... The old descendants with such strength are by no means alone, at least there is a great possibility It comes from a major sect!

Did they find the Walled City by accident?

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

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

Regardless of how the old man and the others felt, he directly determined the direction coordinates as quickly as possible and continued to make repeated deep space jumps in the direction of the walled city in order to get back in the shortest time.

"Damn... when I come back and catch you doing this... I have to skin you bastards!!!"

……

When Lawrence and Hassad saw the beam of light falling from the sky, their first reaction was that they were damn dead.

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

The energy beam, which resembles plasma surrounded by countless electric arcs, possesses a power that seems to annihilate all things.

The moment they came into contact with the energy beam, both Lawrence and Hassad had the illusion of being "evaporated" by the 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 condenses, and the brain gradually wakes up.

"I... we are still alive..." Lawrence lay in a state of disgrace among the ruins, with most of his body missing, leaving only one third of his torso connecting his neck and head.

Hassad on the side was even worse than him, with almost only one head left.

Fortunately, the self-healing ability of the old descendant saved his life at the critical moment. Although he could barely move like Lawrence, he could still blink and say that he was still alive.

"How on earth did we survive..." Lawrence murmured, struggling to open his eyes and look up at the sky.

This look.

He had the answer instantly.

Although he initially guessed that Chen Jing and the others rushed back in time to save the situation, the situation now doesn't seem to be the case... but it's more or less the same.

That's right.

Those are the splendors of deep space.

The splendor of the deep sky that originally covered the surface of the earth within a radius of fifty kilometers seemed to have gathered together when the final sanctions came, covering the entire city to form a protective shield similar to crystals.

That beam of light was resisted by it.

Or rather.

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

At a glance.

The sky is filled with black holes formed by the fragmentation of space.

They were all bombarded by the energy reflected by the splendor in the deep space.

Although Lawrence couldn't figure out why the extraordinary color could reflect that kind of terrifying energy, this was the reality.

However... the seeds left behind by the splendor of the deep space can only save them once.

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

It was this energy that was barely blasted in that directly caused the main building of the walled city to lose six floors from top to bottom, and also caused Lawrence and the others to be seriously injured in an instant.

Even the mechanical lifeforms summoned by Hassad are no exception.

All became mutilated and fell in the ruins.

"If we do it again, we will be dead..." Lawrence said weakly, looking at the huge hole in the protective layer in the sky, only praying that the splendor of the deep space could repair the protective layer on its own.

But it's undeniable.

Reality is so cruel sometimes.

The protective cover showed no sign of self-repair at all. Not only that, there were many cracks in the corners, which seemed to have been blown out by the previous bombardment.

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

Suddenly.

Two vague figures appeared on Jiutian Yingyuan Palace.

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

Since Lawrence no longer had the strength to turn his neck, he could only try his best to look sideways. Unfortunately, his visual ability was also greatly affected after the serious injury. He could not see clearly even the portraits with double images.

In extreme unease.

Lawrence vaguely heard Hassad's voice.

It was a very forced and scratchy electronic synthesized sound.

"I didn't expect that the Research Council would take you prisoners away in the first place... so that you could be their lackeys..."

"Toyotomi Tsuruichi..."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time..."

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

The two figures who jumped down from the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace were both descendants of the ancients who had been biologically modified like alchemists.

Judging from the way they dress, they are very similar to the mercenaries of 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, facial features, and clothing. 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, with the [Turing Research Society] talismans 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 Kuruichi, 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?"

"Hey, 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 Tsuruichi said.

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

"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 you 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 still 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 had no fear at all.

"That's it?" Lawrence endured the pain and laughed loudly, "You bastard are nowhere near 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 cry, "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 has brought extreme fear to countless people, but now... he found that his methods were very ridiculous to this old man.

Yes, this old guy is not afraid at all!

"Who do you look down on, old bastard..."

When Byvins was furious, his expression became a little ferocious, the creature's eyes flashed red, and the aura of his whole body became extremely dangerous.

"Come...I'll take my time and play with you..."

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