The end of the world starts with failing the exam

The old man heard a voice that made him very irritated.

It was a noise like an electric current.

Chen Bofu subconsciously began to search for the source of this noise, and his irritable eyes quickly stopped at the flag carried by the yellow scarf warrior.

"What the hell..." Chen Boxu muttered.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban strongman stopped all his movements without warning, clasped his hands together and clapped them violently, causing the command flags behind him to fly out and float in the air.

There are five orange flags in total.

They are suspended in five directions: southeast, northwest and center.

The talismans on each flag seem to be outlined by "neon lights". When the yellow scarf warriors twist their fingers in their hands, these inconspicuous talismans light up with bursts of strangely colored neon lights...

Chen Bofu could tell that this should be some kind of ancient ritual. The silver giant was extracting the energy from his body and pouring it into the ritual.

……

When the alchemists in the virtual space saw this scene, they couldn't help showing expressions of anticipation on their faces.

"That's the Five Elements Inversion Formation..."

Li Mobai only heard what his master said. It seemed that the old man was full of confidence in this ritual. After all, this was the latest new ritual developed by the research association. Although it was expensive to use, its lethality should not be underestimated.

without any exaggeration.

After the Yellow Turban Warriors of Sequence Seven perform this ritual, the energy impact they erupt can almost reach the edge of Sequence Eight. It can be said to be one of the most lethal rituals within the research association, and it is even called a strategic ritual.

"Chen Bofu is just a Sequence Seven creature. If he is hit in the front, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die. It seems that he is going to be in bad luck..."

The old Taoist said with a smile on his face, but before he could say anything else, the picture on the holographic screen made his laughter stop abruptly.

now.

Chen Bofu in the picture has torn his body apart and turned into a mass of material that looks like scarlet flesh and hazy black mist.

While the Yellow Turban warriors were forming, these strange substances were also spinning crazily around the five-directional flags of the ritual. Chen Bofu could only be heard laughing amid the whistling wind... This piece of material that seemed to be composed of flesh and blood and black mist, It seemed to have turned into a hurricane visible to the naked eye.

And the location of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

It happens to be the eye of this hurricane.

Countless alchemists stared at this scene dumbfounded, and even Li Mobai's master showed an expression of fear.

In the eyes of everyone in disbelief.

This scarlet hurricane destroyed everything with its terrifying scream.

Only for a moment.

The five-party command flag was torn to pieces, and the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior was blown away by the strong wind... This strange hurricane was like the bone-scraping steel knife, bit by bit scraping away its flesh and blood and tearing its body into pieces. Bones, it is an understatement to completely disappear from this world.

In the sky of Lihen, there was complete silence.

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw.

Li Mobai even heard his master secretly swallowing saliva, maybe it was the engine oil secreted from his mouth.

And that calm old face couldn't hold back anymore, the look of fear was undisguised, and the tone of his words became extremely fearful.

"It turns out that it's so easy to kill a Sequence Seven creature..."

The old Taoist chanted "Fusheng Turing Tianzun", and his trembling hands had completely exposed the fear in his heart.

Li Mobai pretended not to see all this, silently looking at the huge human face emerging on the hurricane on the screen, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"This is a living natural disaster..."

at the same time.

Chen Jing has found the control room of Jiutian Yingyuan Palace.

But before he could step into the door of the control room, a holographic projection appeared in front of the door.

It was a human-shaped projection composed of countless pixel squares.

"Turing?" Chen Jing recognized the other party's origin at a glance and subconsciously stopped, the golden light in his eyes burning like a flame.

Although Chen Jing has never seen "Turing" with his own eyes, he has heard Li Mobai talk about this weird ancient god. Judging from the timing of the opponent's appearance and this weird shape, it is definitely it. .

"first meet……"

The humanoid projection kept flickering, like a network delay, and the pixel blocks that formed its body became looming, and the voice it spoke was a little blurry, mixed with the sound of sizzling electricity.

"The King of Deep Space..."

"Please accept this great gift I give you..."

Chapter 493: Turing's Request (Part 1)

In fact, when he learned that the enemies who invaded the walled city came from the Hanging City, Chen Jing roughly guessed that the conflict this time might not be that simple.

If Gehro, who represents the power of Eternal Night City, is a brainless single-celled creature, then Turing's IQ is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

No, to be precise, Turing has no IQ, only computing power.

It is like an intelligent AI living in a virtual cyberspace. Any decision it makes is derived from the millions of possibilities it has analyzed, and these decisions do not contain any emotional involvement.

Be calm and sensible.

Everything is only seeking the "unique" optimal solution.

So when Chen Jing realized that Hanging City was going to attack him, his first reaction was whether these guys would come out in force, because after thinking about it, this should be the so-called optimal solution... It just takes a little effort. But the success rate is extremely high.

At least that's how it seems to others.

If Chen Jing and Turing had different angles, he would definitely do this.

After all, for a huge threat like deep space, it's better to seize the opportunity and eliminate it all at once.

But now it seems... Turing should have chosen another path.

There was no outpouring of troops.

Really just sending a palace to destroy the resurrected ones.

Is Turing too confident in Jiutian Yingyuan Palace?

Or is there some other trap here?

Chen Jing couldn't guess it either, but his intuition told him that none of this would be that simple...

"You want to give me a big gift?" Chen Jing looked at this "ancient god" who existed in the form of holographic projection with great interest.

"That's right, a big gift."

Turing's voice was intermittent, as if the signal was affected in some way, and his body composed of countless pixel squares was always flickering.

"The war between us started today, but today's war has ended here, and I also want to give you a gift..."

When Turing said this, Chen Jing felt his eardrums vibrating violently, and an extremely sharp electronic noise suddenly appeared. The high-frequency sound like a buzzer made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"What gift should you give me?" Chen Jing took out his ears with a confused expression.

“An invitation to the digital space.”

Turing said calmly, with a human smile on his blurred face.

"I'm going to take you to the digital space..."

Hearing the words "Digital Space", Chen Jing roughly guessed what Turing's trump card was... What Jiutian Yingyuan Palace and those old descendants failed to do, it planned to do it personally. This is Turing backhand.

"Can I come back if I go?" Chen Jing asked with a smile.

"Not necessarily." Turing replied truthfully. Although what it said sounded like a threat, the tone of its voice did not feel threatening at all. "If you are as powerful as the Yellow King back then, Then you can come back naturally. If you are not so strong... maybe your life will end completely in the digital space."

Chen Jingneng could feel that his consciousness was being pulled away, but he had no intention of resisting. He looked at Turing in front of him with a smile on his face.

"I shouldn't have a chance to refuse, right?"

"No." Turing was like a robot, barely showing any emotion during the conversation with Chen Jing. "The backup I left in Yingyuan Palace is the final countermeasure. Anyone who forcibly breaks into Yingyuan Palace will All living things will be taken to the digital space by me for 'transcendence'..."

With that said, Turing looked behind Chen Jing again.

"It's a pity that your grandfather didn't come with you."

"He was right not to come."

Chen Jing suddenly raised his right hand and inserted it into his abdomen, and slowly pulled out a translucent figure glowing with golden light.

"If he comes, wouldn't he be dead..."

The words fell.

Chen Jing threw the figure in his hand out of the palace.

It seemed to be composed of pure deep space energy, passed through dozens of metal walls silently, and soon arrived outside the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace, and began to approach the old man hanging in the sky at an extremely fast speed.

"WTF……"

At this moment, Chen Bofu had returned to his human body. Looking at the slightly familiar golden figure in front of him, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"grandfather."

"?"

"This is a clone I left behind, but it won't last long."

"Are you in trouble?!" Chen Bofu asked in disbelief, "Didn't you kill everyone in the palace?!"

"Turing left a backup in the palace, which can be regarded as a clone of it..." The golden figure said softly, exactly the same as Chen Jing's voice, "Turing wants to take me to the digital space and wait for me to deal with it. Come back soon."

"What can I do for you?" Chen Boxu asked with a frown.

"Long story short."

"You go down first and let everyone hide in the walled city. They cannot leave this building no matter what. I will take them to the Western Continent now... By the way, Wei Nan and Yan Que should stop playing around. Hurry and kill the two old descendants of the Hanging City on the rooftop!"

"Okay... Are you really okay??" Chen Boxu was still a little worried. Although he had not personally dealt with Turing, he had heard many secret legends about the Hanging City. "The digital space seems to be the place where those alchemists This is a place where we are wandering, and it may be dangerous for outsiders to enter."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm sure. You hurry up and make arrangements now. I can only maintain this clone for three minutes at most. In three minutes, we will travel to the Western Continent on time. If we miss this opportunity, we will be in trouble..."

Hearing this, Chen Bofu no longer hesitated, turned around and quickly rushed towards the walled city below.

When the old man fell to the ruins of the rooftop.

Wei Nan and Yan Que were still playing the game of "beating sandbags".

After all, this is a rare training opportunity. It is not easy to find an opponent who can beat him to the death. What's more, with Jegertos and Baiaji watching from behind, there is no need to worry about being accidentally caught between these two. In the hands of an old descendant.

"Also play?!"

Chen Bofu frowned, and before everyone could react, he suddenly stepped forward and came to Toyotomi Kakuichi and Byvins.

For opponents like this who were at a level lower than his own, Chen Bofu didn't even think about using his powers. He just simply smashed their heads with one hand, one by one.

Amidst the pungent smell of blood, Chen Boxu glanced at everyone.

"From now on, no one can leave the walled city."

After that, the old man briefly repeated Chen Jing's words.

Hearing that he was going to take this city directly across to the Western Continent, Hassad, who was lying on the ground half-dead, became anxious.

"There are still people who haven't come back! The walled city was blocked by the Deep Space Color some time ago! Those who went out to look for supplies can only be stationed in..."

"Just give me the coordinates and ask Bai Aji to pick him up." Chen Bofu didn't seem to care about the life and death of others, but he still gave Hassad an idea, "We need to be fast, we don't have much time left. ”

"Where's A Jing?!" Wei Nan exuded a strong smell of blood, and his jacket had been stained by Byvins' blood and was extremely dirty, "I saw him enter that palace just now... That's right! Who is that figure covered in light??”

Chen Bofu did not answer Wei Nan's words. He raised his head and looked at Jiutian Yingyuan Palace motionlessly, with a trace of confusion in his worried expression, and a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Go to the digital space to face an ancient god alone..."

"did not expect……"

"He has really grown to this point..."

Chapter 494: Turing's Request (Part 2)