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Chapter 492 The first meeting with Turing

Chapter 492 The first meeting with Turing

In this space-based weapon called "Nine Heavens Yingyuan Palace", in addition to the weird giant carrying the yellow flag, there should be seventeen fairly powerful creatures inside.

Judging from the characteristics of their breath, they were similar to the two old descendants who invaded the walled city, and most likely they were also from the Hanging City.

And their auras are very similar to those of the two Old Descendants... No matter in terms of intensity or characteristics, they seem to be carved from the same mold.

Everyone is at the "Sequence Six" level.

Nothing more, nothing less.

They are all fixed in this level.

In fact, Chen Jing can tell from this point that the background of the [Turing Research Society] must be much stronger than that of the [Moonlight Hermitage], because the combined number of Sequence Six creatures in the entire Hermitage cannot compare to the ones hidden in this palace. On.

Aren’t those bishops Sequence Six?
In other words.

There are more than a dozen bishops hidden in this place. If you add the silver giant outside... it is almost the prototype of the entire organization of the Priory.

Looking back now, Chen Jing really felt unreal.

At first, I thought the bishop was such a great person, but now what I want to do... is to kill so many "bishops" at once.

"That's the Yellow King's Holy Light!!!"

In the virtual space, Lihentian.

With the help of images transmitted from 36 cameras provided by Turing, countless alchemists witnessed this shocking scene with their own eyes.

The energy light group that initially gathered at Chen Jing's fingertips suddenly exploded in just an instant, splitting into thousands of golden beams!

And those golden light beams that are quite sacred are like conscious creatures. They accurately bypassed all obstacles in the palace and divided them into seventeen different routes to reach the target point...

Yes.

There are indeed seventeen "prisoners" stationed here in the palace.

And they don't know what's happening in the outside world at this moment.

Because they had not received further instructions from "Turing", after awakening the Yellow Turban Warriors, they stayed in the palace and waited, not knowing that the deep space resuscitator had already entered.

No, to be precise, the resuscitators have not yet stepped into the palace. What comes in at this moment is only the golden holy light and the brilliant torrent that first appeared.

Compared with these golden beams, the colorful torrent appears to be more low-key, because they give people a very magical feeling.

Not aggressive.

There is almost no threat,
Moreover, the palace's energy detection device did not detect their energy response.

in other words.

The splendor of deep space is as low-key as harmless air.

They were just a piece of flowing "color" that filled the entire palace with lightning speed, like air everywhere. Even if the "prisoners" came into contact with them, they did not feel any discomfort.

Until the golden holy light comes.

These indescribable splendors seemed to solidify in an instant, enveloping all the "prisoners" in a swallowing manner, making them seem to be trapped in a quagmire without even a chance to dodge, and they were like living targets, unable to move.

The splendor of the deep space was eroding their bodies.

The speed of this erosion is also unimaginable to ordinary people.

Before the arrival of the golden holy light, their defenses were almost completely defeated by the splendor of the deep sky, so even if Chen Jing happened to reach the realm of Sequence [-], it would be effortless to kill these Sequence [-] bishop-level creatures.

It couldn't even be called a battle.

Because the strength of the two sides is not equal at all.

This... is a one-sided massacre!

"The energy of those golden holy lights is extremely pure, and it should also come from the deep space. We have never obtained similar energy samples..."

"What are those flowing colors?! Aren't they energy shields protecting that building?!"

"No... judging from the feedback information from the instrument monitoring... those flowing colors seem to be a kind of life... a unique creature..." Looking at the scenes of the death of the "prisoners" on the holographic screen, except for some Except for the powerful older alchemist who remained unmoved, the rest of the people looked frightened.

Because they all still remember what Chen Jing said before... This is a war provoked by Hanging City, and they will eventually suffer the consequences of provoking this war.

at this time.

The war only occurred in Jiutian Yingyuan Palace.

But who can guarantee that the deep space resuscitator will not come to the Hanging City in the future?
With his Sequence Five strength, he can instantly kill Sequence Six creatures...

If he is given a little more time to grow, I am afraid that even the president of the research association will not be his opponent!

"What a powerful arrogance..."

Li Mobai heard his master's voice and glanced back subconsciously. He saw a disappointed expression on the old Taoist's face, as if he had realized the huge difference between the ordinary sequence and the deep space sequence.

In the holographic screen.

All "prisoners" were killed by Chen Jing in an instant.

Some had their heads pierced and burned away their entire brains, while others were riddled with holes by the golden holy light, like a human-shaped beehive.

In the face of the splendor of the deep space and the golden holy light, these "prisoners" didn't even have a chance to resist, and they looked like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Li Mobai could recognize...that was the president's voice!

"Tianzun, with my calculation power, I really don't understand why you don't let us all go out... Judging from the current strength of the deep space resuscitator, as long as we all go out, the chance of him being killed is more than 90.00%!"

When the president's voice fell, Turing's face suddenly appeared on the holographic screen.

The human face composed of countless pixel squares still had the same compassionate expression.

"Because I'm not sure."

"???"

"The deep space sequence is far more terrifying than you think. I can't confirm how much power he currently has, so I must find an opportunity to find out his details... This is to prepare for our next actions."

"Tianzun, is he really that strong?"

Countless people looked at Turing's face, only to see Turing frowning and showing a confused expression.

"I can't confirm his strength, so I need to try. If his strength is limited to this level, then I can say with certainty that this resuscitator is dead."

"Tianzun!" Someone said with a sad tone, "Nine Heavens Yingyuan Palace is our hard work for many years! If they keep fighting like this! I'm afraid it won't be long before the main frame of Yingyuan Palace is destroyed! We should rush to support now!"

"Yingyuan Palace is just a chess piece."

Turing said softly, and it seemed that its face was full of human expressions, but its tone was calm and it could not feel any human emotions.

"Prisoners are also pawns."

"The reason why I asked you to change shifts with those prisoners is precisely because I am ready to give up these chess pieces."

"If the Yellow Turban Warriors cannot kill them, then they will detonate the ultimate weapon hidden inside Yingyuan Palace."

"Tianzun! If you really do that, Yingyuan Palace will..."

"We can recreate countless Yingyuan Palaces."

Turing said calmly, interrupting the alchemist.

"The scarcity of materials does not mean that there is no such thing. As long as we can kill this resuscitator, no matter how high the price is, it will be worth it."

“Deep space is the undoing of civilization.”

"Only kill Deep Space."

"Only our civilization has a future."

(End of this chapter)

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