Barrier of Light

The turmoil of the beast tide flooded the entire Sangzhou Cave.

Just as Gu Shen had guessed, the volcanic ash spewed out by [Tan Yao] not only disrupted the flow of source material... but even the perception of the authority of the God's Throne was invalidated in this world.

Saint Gadi, who was listening to the "Tide", could only hear the sounds of countless beasts at this moment.

same.

The Divine Envoy of the Tower of Origin who was in charge of [Cloud Mirror] could only see chaos.

No one knows that there is such a pure barrier in the South Cave Forest, which maintains rare purity among the beasts.

No one knew about the conversation between Red Dragon and Gu Shen at this moment.

"There are some things, why bother to delve into the reasons——"

Red Dragon said calmly: "Now that you have broken through, this is a good thing, isn't it enough?"

"Not enough...of course it's not enough."

The phantom of iron scales surrounding Gu Shen did not dissipate.

Although he knew that even if he broke through, he would still be no match for the red dragon... But he couldn't feel at ease unless he asked this matter clearly.

"Dionysus died in Dongzhou."

"The one who hates and hates the most among the extraordinary people in Shangcheng is probably Dongzhou."

"As the head of the Divine Envoy of the Tower of Origin, why do you help me break through this situation? I don't want this kind of 'good thing'."

Gu Shen paused.

"As the divine envoy of the Tower of Origin, you should know the rules. Meeting me here is a serious crime against the envoy regulations. Once seen by [Yunjing], you will not be able to escape death even if you have thousands of lives. "

"..."

The red dragon was silent for a second, then held the knife again and chuckled: "So you want me to continue? Kill you here?"

"I really hope so."

Gu Shen said calmly: "I would rather you use the sword now, so it won't be so troublesome."

"Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

The five fingers of the red dragon were just resting on the handle of the knife.

He just pretended to hold the knife, just pretending. After seeing that Gu Shen was sure that he would not draw the knife, he did not continue to act, but said calmly: "Don't worry, you and I will meet here. If you don't tell, no one will Know."

"If you don't make it clear, I will -"

Gu Shen smiled: "I will let Tian Tian know what you have done... Suzaku should be being chased by Jia Wei, right? As the finale of the Tower of Source's 'Fourth Level Transcendence', you should be on the way to save him at this moment. .”

"Yeah... I seriously neglected my duty."

Red Dragon lowered his eyes and smiled, and said slowly: "As the chief envoy of the Tower of Source, I shouldn't appear here. If the Sky God's Throne arouses even the slightest suspicion, I will die..."

He paused for a second, and his tone contained a nonchalant mockery of death: "It's nothing."

"only……"

"I am willing to take such a huge risk and travel thousands of miles to the South Cave boundary to help you break through. Will you stab me in the back?"

Red Dragon stared seriously into Gu Shen's eyes and asked word by word: "Mr. [Key]?"

Gu Shen was stunned.

He fell completely silent.

[Truth] The arc light slowly dissipated, and the phantoms of iron scales floating around him also returned to the void. The iron scales all over the sky once again glanced at Xi Shen's sleeves, and were arranged in an array again.

"What did you call me?"

"Do I need to repeat it again?"

The red dragon lowered his head to check his clothes. He was wearing the most luxurious ten-star dragon priest robe of the Tower of Origin, which was dust-free. The sword was also engraved with the exclusive ancient inscriptions of the red dragon priest.

He reached out and dusted the hem of the god's robe. This was the first time he and Gu Shen met. After the sword fight, the scene where they revealed their identities was much more peaceful and a lot more embarrassing than expected.

After the sound of the "key" fell to the ground, the inside of the barrier became extremely quiet.

"I'm the 'organization' guy."

Red Dragon sighed softly and asked, "What? It doesn't look like it?"

"..."

Gu Shen said frankly: "It doesn't look like it."

"You can live if you don't look like that."

"My teacher and Mr. Turing are old friends. It was he who made Turing's battle plan to escape from the Beikong Fortress." Red Dragon's tone was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him: "The Ancient Prose Society The complete collapse came from the erroneous instructions of [Deep Sea] back then... The main system identified and locked the vast majority of the members of the Ancient Literature Society, and planned a basically perfect kill. But it was not strong enough at that time, so the list was not complete. , it is precisely because of the 'negligence' of the main system that I can survive."

Gu Shen frowned and murmured: "Twenty years ago..."

"I was nine years old at the time, and my parents were both members of the Ancient Literature Society."

The red dragon raised his eyebrows, "My father is from Beizhou, and my mother is a mixture of Central and East Continent. So I am half of Bei Continent and one-quarter of Central and East Continent. They were once the 'Red I worked for the Emperor and was responsible for the research of underground ancient texts in Central City, which was the predecessor of the 'Underground Research Institute'. Later, [Deep Sea] issued an order and the Red Emperor sent people to kill all the ancient texts members in the entire institute. I was lucky enough to escape. The main system determined that I was dead... Mr. Tianshui changed the file for me. I changed my name and came to the Tower of Source. I became a candidate for the 'God Envoy'. At the same time, I inherited my father's number and was responsible for the meeting. Record in the room'."

"Your number is..."

"064."

Red Dragon said warmly: "Before you appeared, I was the most faithful recorder in the conference room."

Chu Ling spoke immediately: "064, there is indeed such a number one person."

Gu Shen's expression became solemn. Even without Chu Ling's reminder, he clearly remembered this number!

Lu Nanzhi told herself... During the most difficult period of searching for the [Key], there were a few special faces in the meeting room of the Ancient Literature Society whose numbers needed to be remembered——

031, now it is basically certain that it is his teacher Zhou Jiren.

073, the garrison of Beizhou Gubao Fortress, Lin Lin.

One of them is 064!

According to Lu Nanzhi's speculation, this was a professor from the Central Continent Academy. Because his number was too old, his qualifications must be very high. Gu Shen had previously suspected that he was a bachelor named Ian who lived in seclusion in the small town of Linz, but later this guess was overturned by himself. , because Ian is too senior, if he had a special number, it would probably be 002, 003.

Now that Red Dragon takes the initiative to tell the number, the truth behind the scenes will come to light.

"What, you still don't believe it?"

Seeing that Gu Shen was still silent, Hong Long stretched out two fingers and touched his forehead, "I have stored a part of the image data of the 'meeting content'. If necessary, I can conduct further self-certification..."

"No need."

Gu Shen simply shook his head and looked at the ace priest of the Tower of Source in front of him with a complicated expression.

"I just think...it's a little ridiculous."

"absurd?"

The red dragon paused and immediately understood what Gu Shen meant: "To be able to become the 'first divine envoy' of the Source Tower, Mr. Tianshui has given me a lot of help. It was also his idea to stay at the fourth level."

Once it breaks through and becomes banned...then the red dragon will not be as "free" as it is now.

It is basically impossible to handle affairs across continents!

"Tian Shui...Tian Shui..."

Gu Shen has heard the name of this champion in the city more than once recently.

Among the seven gods, the sky throne of the Tower of Source is the most mysterious!

Because it has been nearly a hundred years since he achieved the throne of God.

The longest-lived person among ordinary people is only eighty or ninety years old.

In the past hundred years, the layout of the five continents has changed, and the times have been shaken... The seats of the Seven Gods have changed more than once. Only "Sky", sitting firmly on the throne of God, seems to be really far away from the birth, old age, illness and death of the world.

Sitting on a divine throne is not a god.

The fire burns forever, but life will have an end.

High-level extraordinary people can live decades longer than ordinary people. For a titled strong man like Mr. Gu, as long as he does not participate in disputes or fights in his later years and just live his life in peace and contentment, he can live to one hundred and twenty or thirty years. Years old, no big problem.

But once you join the war, it's different.

Gu Qilin had to support the Gu family in his later years, so he was destined not to live that long.

Every time you use extraordinary source material to break the laws of the material world, you need to pay a "price"...

The scales of destiny are balanced!

The more powerful the transcendent is, the easier it is to be entangled by disasters!

The throne of God...not to mention.

But the fighting power of Sky is still unfathomable after hundreds of years, and no one among the seven gods dares to fight head-on with it.

He doesn't seem to worry about the erosion of any rules in the world.

If the God Throne can do this, it is a "miracle".

So Mr. Tianshui, who is the champion in the sky, is still alive... He is an "exception" that is incomprehensible and against the rules.

He is older than Sky Throne.

He lived for at least one hundred and thirty years!

No one knows the exact number.

Compared with Tian Shui's age, both Gu Qilin and Zhou Jiren can only be regarded as "young people", still two to three years behind them.

"excuse me."

Gu Shen rubbed his eyebrows, puzzled.

"Mr. Tianshui is the champion of the Sky God's Throne. He has cultivated countless priests, personally promoted Shangcheng to the top of the Five Continents, and helped the Tower of Source become the number one force in mankind. Why does he do this..."

The red dragon smiled casually.

He stared into Gu Shen's eyes, "You are the [Key]. Don't you know the reason why Mr. Tianshui did all this?"

"..."

Gu Shen was speechless.

"key……"

For him, the [Key] is just an identity. At the beginning, he thought that he would be given such a title because he had to open the [Red Door] and connect to the conference room.

Later, every member of the Ancient Literature Society whom I met called him this.

Because they don’t know what the [key] is...

When Turing left, he only told Gu Wenhui that finding the [Key] would mean finding hope.

Everyone is looking for the [key].

Everyone thinks the [key] is hope——

But no one can tell Gu Shen what the [Key] is.

"..."

The red dragon raised his head. The Sangzhou Cave, which had finally cleared up, became gloomy again. The sky clouds dispersed quickly and condensed faster. The thick volcanic ash accumulated in chunks under the false sky. The cold wind blowing at this moment was all over. With an oppressive chill.

The source of energy from the southern end of the ice sea is pouring towards Sangzhou Cave in large numbers.

The South Cave, located at the southernmost point, will naturally be the first to bear the burden.

"Mr. Tianshui did all this just for one thing."

The red dragon let out a breath of turbid air. He kept his tone calm and spoke two words from his lips.

"Killing God."

A flash of scarlet thunder flashed across the cloudy zenith.

Gu Shen was distracted for a moment.

The heavy rain came in an instant, and the mud trampled on the land by the beast tide became filthy in the rain. Neither of them used the domain to take shelter from the rain. The source essence emitted by the domain evaporated the rainwater. It was unclear whether it was mist or rain, which filled the two areas. vision among people.

"No matter what the process is..."

The red dragon spoke again.

As the number one envoy of the Tower of Source, he is now making crazy remarks that are treasonous and will punish the nine tribes!

The voice sounded word for word, more decisive and resolute than the thunder from the dome.

“Sir’s ultimate goal is to kill the ‘Sky God Throne’!”

…

…

Boom!

A muffled thunder sounded above the heads of everyone in the upper city.

The monsoon from the Ice Sea finally reached the interior of Central Continent.

The sky was dark, and the outpost tower on the Rhine Coast had turned on the lamp of source matter early, preparing to open the extraordinary barrier and block the sea breeze. However, the order from the upper city was to let it pass. The reason was that the inland of Central Continent had been sunny for too long, and a period of time was needed. Cleaning after heavy rain.

Indeed, Central Continent has sunny and sunny weather all year round, and extremely bad weather is rare.

One reason is the strategic location.

Another reason……

It is the god who sits at the highest point in Central Continent and can easily control the "weather".

The highest level of the Tower of Source is a dreamland of nothingness woven by the spirit of fire, covered with flowing clouds. This place is located at the highest peak in the world, and all who come are amazed by the beauty of the scenery.

Every cloud here is real.

Dreams don’t have to weave what’s already there.

The God's throne in the sky is clear and hazy. He is wearing a loose silk robe and sits lazily on the throne. In front of and behind him are countless chessboards. According to the people in the city today, those are the games of the [old era]. In the fourth year since the advent of "Deep Sea", there is no longer a chess player of the same level in the human world who can compete with it.

At that time, the Deepsea main system had just gone through two major iterations.

Every iteration is a leap and qualitative change in countless aspects.

In fact, it was in the fourth iteration that [Deep Sea] truly defeated the top human chess players... because powerful extraordinary beings whose mental power broke through the limits of the deep water area were not among the ranks of "chess players" defined by the social rules of the Five Continents.

But if the definition is broadened again——

So [Deep Sea], which has been iterated nine times now, still has not defeated all opponents.

The enemy it faces at this moment is a great existence that has completely digested the sky fire and transcended the definition of "mundane".

Hundreds of chessboards are being played at the same time.

One after another [Cloud Mirror] floated in front, back, left, and right of the Qinghuang Throne. He closed his eyes, supported his chin with one hand, and was drowsy, but the other hand was gently twisting the chess piece, moving slowly. The rhythm is tapping.

With every tap, the [Cloud Mirror] chessboard will undergo a change. This is not one move, but countless moves.

God's computing power and the main system are playing an old-era gambling game.

This is not a win-or-lose game.

But countless scenes.

Qinglong has the final say on the number of games. So far, there have been tens of millions or more duels. The real "win or lose" is only a vague probability. Among tens of millions of duels, the outcome of both sides of the game is determined. is recorded in the database -

It doesn't look like this makes any sense.

This is just a game to kill time. In fact, it is true. People who have lived for a long time always need to do something to feel the fun of this world.

For Qinglong, who has lived for more than a hundred years, this... is the only fun in his idle days.

Just while playing chess, he cast a casual glance at the empty corner of the divine realm, and at the same time let out a meaningful sigh.

"Why is it going to rain suddenly?"

On the top of the Tower of Source, there is a pure white shadow that almost blends in with the sky clouds.

Bai Ying knew that there was no one else here except himself.

He answered: "This is what Mr. Tianshui meant... There has been no rainfall in Central Continent for a long time."

"..."

Qinglong's mind was still focused on the chess game. After a long time, he smiled softly and said, "Think about it carefully, this is really the case."

"If you don't like it, I'll change the 'Rainy Day'."

Bai Ying spoke respectfully.

"No, no need..."

Qinglong Naizi said nonchalantly: "Since sir, you think it's time to rain, then let it rain."