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"Maybe in the house."

The old Taoist laughed loudly, chanted "Blessings and Turings", and then raised his hand to point to the building on the screen.

"Jiutian Yingyuan Palace is conducting breath detection on the target building. If nothing unexpected happens, the final sanctions will come soon..."

The old Taoist was talking to himself and did not notice the strange twinkle in Li Mobai's eyes.

"We will destroy it all."

The old Taoist said softly, full of confidence in the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace hanging high in the sky, and firmly believed that its final sanction could destroy the source of the disaster in deep space.

"Can final sanctions really kill deep space resuscitators?" Li Mobai asked expressionlessly.

The old Taoist didn't hear any other meaning, let alone the trace of fear hidden between the lines of Li Mobai's emotionless words.

"sure."

The old Taoist said with a smile, his expression becoming more and more enthusiastic.

"Child, the next era... is destined to be the era of Turing!"

Chapter 483: The Research Association’s Final Sanction (Part 1)

On the surface, Li Mobai, like other alchemists, is a follower of Turing, but if we get to the bottom of his heart... In the eyes of this madman, Li Mobai, Turing is nothing. Piety is just a disguise.

Just like when he explained his master's words.

Turing's way is Turing's way.

And he has his own way.

That's another way to become an immortal...

Li Mobai has his own plan.

Hanging City, Research Society.

All of these are stepping stones that he has already prepared.

As long as he follows the plan step by step, Li Mobai is 100% sure that he will be able to reach a state far beyond his master. It is not impossible to even reach Turing's sequence level.

but now……

Li Mobai looked at the holographic face suspended in the sky, his eyes almost showing uncontrollable anger.

"These bastards..." Li Mobai tried his best to control the expression on his face, not daring to tear off his disguise rashly. Even in the end, he could only lower his head forcibly, for fear of others seeing the strange look in his eyes, "If A Jing is really in trouble...Who the hell am I going to look for in the future...I still want him to worship me as his adoptive father..."

At this moment, in the holographic screen.

Jiutian Yingyuan Palace has dispatched thousands of micro drones from inside the palace. Accompanied by a vague buzzing sound, the drones began to descend at an extremely fast speed until they landed about a hundred meters above the ground. Location hover.

They are scanning the main buildings of the walled city.

There are mainly two types of scanned information.

The first is to determine whether there are deep space resuscitators here.

The second is to summarize the feedback information obtained and use it as a basis to construct a three-dimensional diagram of the interior of the building.

soon.

The information scanned by this group of micro-drone is gradually transmitted to the virtual space simultaneously.

In Lihentian, the ancestral home of the [Turing Research Society].

Countless alchemists have received these digital messages.

Tianzun did not encrypt the information, but chose to share it with all the alchemists. It seemed that he planned to take this opportunity to teach the alchemists a lesson, and wanted them to see that it is not that difficult to get rid of a deep space resuscitator.

"strangeness……"

When Li Mobai's brain-computer chip processed this batch of information, a big question mark appeared above his head.

Yes.

It is a materialized question mark.

And it's not just him.

Most of the alchemists had this question mark on their heads.

"Could it be that the scanning results of Jiutian Yingyuan Palace are wrong... The strongest old descendant in this building is only Sequence 5... and there are not many... According to the records in the headquarters archives... A Jing, he Grandpa's sequence should be at the seventh level..."

Isn't A Jing in this building?

Thinking of this, Li Mobai's anxious heart relaxed a little.

Looking at the expressions of the veterans next to me, I found that the faces of these seniors from the seminar were uglier than the last.

"Something's wrong..." Old Dao murmured, as if he had discovered something incomprehensible, and the shock on his face was undisguised, "There is clearly an energy reaction from deep space here... but the specific source coordinates cannot be found... …It seems like they are everywhere…”

At this moment, the Taoist in sackcloth beside him spoke. He was an old acquaintance with Li Mobai's master, and he often looked after Li Mobai, a young man, for the sake of his old friend.

"Jiutian Yingyuan Palace did not find Chen Bofu's aura. He should not be in this building."

"It doesn't matter to him. It would be better if he is not here. As long as the resuscitators from deep space are here..."

"You are too naive." The Taoist priest shook his head and said in a helpless tone, "What kind of person Chen Bofu is is recorded in extremely detailed records in the archives. Judging from the old madman's protective character, Wherever his grandson is, he should be there, not to mention that he is seriously injured now. In order to protect him, his grandson will definitely not be too far away from him. "

Hearing this, the younger Taoist on the side spoke.

"Senior brother! Isn't that Chen Bofu seriously injured? Could it be that Jiutian Yingyuan Palace has already searched for his aura! It's just that his strength has dropped below sequence seven, so..."

"There are many ways to lose strength after a serious injury. According to the clues given by the Hermitage, he should not be able to use some high-level powers, but his aura should still be at the level of Sequence 7... Of course, ordinary people will definitely not be able to sense the exact aura, and will only feel that his aura has declined to the level of ordinary old descendants, but the detectors of Jiutian Yingyuan Palace can trace the origin."

After saying that, the old Taoist frowned and shook his head.

"As long as Chen Bofu is here, the result obtained by the detector must be the feedback given by Sequence 7. Judging from the information currently counted by the host, Chen Bofu is most likely not here, and maybe his grandson is not here either..."

After hearing his master come to such a conclusion.

Li Mobai was immediately more relieved.

Good!

Handsome!

Worthy of being my adoptive father... Ah! Adopted son!

Really good at hiding!

"Could they use the power of deep space to hide underground?" Someone questioned.

"That's possible..." The old Taoist pulled his mouth slightly, revealing a terrifying smile, "So whether they are here or not, we must impose final sanctions on this building..."

"Master." Li Mobai couldn't help but speak, and asked calmly, "If they are not here, if we rashly start a war and impose sanctions, will it alert the enemy and have the opposite effect? ​​After all, I think they are quite good at hiding..."

"What are you afraid of!" The old Taoist glared at him and said unhappily, "Do you think he is stupid? Now there are people all over the world who want to kill him! Do we need to alert the enemy? They have been afraid of enemies!"

Hearing the old Taoist's words, Li Mobai fell silent completely.

The Taoist priest on the side slowly spoke and mentioned calmly.

"Actually, I am very curious about what those heterochromatic substances covering the ground are. According to the detection feedback from Jiutian Yingyuan Palace, those substances also have the breath of deep space."

"I can't care so much."

The old Taoist raised his head and looked at the pixelated human face hanging high in the sky, and his expression gradually became fanatical.

"We still need to wait for the decision of the Heavenly Venerable as to what to do. If He decides to impose sanctions on this place, then..."

...

At the same time as the drones were dispatched inside the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace, Tsukano Kushiro, Ryan and others had already run back to the fortress.

According to the instructions of Hazard and Lawrence, they need to evacuate the people in the fortress to the basement as soon as possible.

"As the strategic weapon of the research institute, the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace has a device similar to an energy reactor hidden inside it."

Hazard knows a lot about the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace, at least much more than Lawrence.

"If nothing unexpected happens, they should use that thing to attack us!"

Chapter 484 The Final Sanction of the Research Institute (Part 2)

Lawrence stood outside the gate of the fortress, looking up at the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace hanging high in the sky. Hearing Hazard's introduction, he couldn't help but frowned...

"What is the means of attack for this palace?" Lawrence asked.

"I don't know." Hazard sighed.

Upon hearing this answer, Lawrence immediately looked back at him, and the expression on his face could be summed up in one sentence... Are you fucking kidding me?

"I really don't know!" Hassad smiled bitterly, as if he had accepted his fate. He sat on the steps at the entrance of the fortress and grabbed his hair hard. "When I was still in the research institute, the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace had always been a secret project. With my level of authority, I was not qualified to explore too much information about it..."

Yes.

Hassad did not lie.

All the information he knew about the "Jiutian Yingyuan Palace" was almost all on the surface of the research institute. For example, he knew that it was a space-based weapon orbiting in orbit, and it was also a strategic weapon named "Ultimate Sanction" by Turing.

But as for how the "Jiutian Yingyuan Palace" works, what are the specific means of attack, and what else can it do besides attacking the target... Hassad didn't know anything about these.

But he knew that he was going to be in big trouble.

"For a long time, Jiutian Yingyuan Palace has been operating in the extraterrestrial orbit and has hardly participated in any of the research institute's external expeditions. If the alchemists of the research institute want to kill someone, most of them do it themselves or let their disciples do it... I heard that the only person who can use this space-based weapon is Turing."

"Turing..." Lawrence frowned. Although he didn't know much about the Hanging City, he knew even if he was ignorant... Turing was the "god" believed by those alchemists. He was a being similar to Gehro, or even more powerful than Gehro.

Long before Gehro descended into the Eternal Night.

Turing had already descended into the Hanging City.

The reason why the strength of those alchemists has risen so fast in recent years is largely due to Turing...

From a certain perspective, there is a god standing behind those alchemists, which is not an exaggeration.

"We can't run out now. With these deep space anomalies guarding us, going out is courting death..." Hazard muttered, holding his head, "The only chance is to hide underground, hoping that this building can withstand the so-called final sanctions... What the hell is the final sanctions!?"

"Those drones are going back." Lawrence suddenly said.

Hazard looked up, then lowered his head with a lack of interest, as if he didn't care about the movements of those drones.

"Those things are not here to attack us. They are most likely here to collect information. Now they have completed their mission and are going back..."

"How about I try to knock them down?" Lawrence asked tentatively.

"It's useless." Hassad shook his head, his tone was extremely helpless, "Although these things have no offensive power, their sensitivity is definitely far beyond your imagination, and even if you take a step back, you can defeat them all. , it doesn’t make any sense to us.”

Lawrence was silent, as if he didn't understand why Hassad was so depressed.

"The information they collect is transmitted synchronously through the virtual network. For us, it takes just an instant. When you find that they have entered the attack range and want to take action, the information collection has probably been completed... It's all over!! We are all Damn it!"

This time, Lawrence finally couldn't listen any more and turned around and kicked Hassad down on the steps. Although he didn't use much force on his feet, it was enough to prove that he was in a very unhappy mood.

"Are you so timid?" Lawrence asked with a frown, "I thought I was timid enough, but I didn't expect you to be more timid than me... Is this thing really that powerful?"

In fact, it’s no wonder Lawrence was irritable, because Hassad never said how powerful this thing was from beginning to end, only that the final sanctions would be this or that... What the hell is a space-based weapon? !

"I'm not sure how lethal it is because I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I've heard what this space-based weapon is used for..."

Hassad got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. His expression was still horribly lost, as if he had no hope for reality at all.

"There have been rumors within the research association that this space-based weapon was prepared by Turing to hunt down those high-level descendants. It is said that even the descendants of the seventh rank can be easily killed by it."

"Sequence seven..." Lawrence was stunned.

Hassard was not surprised by Lawrence's stunned expression, because he knew that the answer he gave was indeed a bit shocking.

"Sequence seven creatures...such as Chen Bofu? And the Moonlight Pope of the Monastery?" Lawrence asked tentatively, "Can this thing really destroy them?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I heard about it."

Hassad sighed and looked up at the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace hanging high in the sky.

"Perhaps it has the ability to kill Sequence Seven creatures, but I think it must also have disadvantages, and the success rate may not be that high. Otherwise, with the arrogance of those alchemists, they would have started using it to start wars on the mainland eight lifetimes ago. ”

at this time.

Ryan stumbled out of the walled city.