The Old Gods Are Whispering

On this day, the staff at the Deep Space Technology Headquarters seemed to hear the sound of the world collapsing.

Accompanied by the violent vibration of the building, the glass curtain wall exploded and shot, the ceiling cracked inch by inch, the floating ash poured down like a waterfall, and the steel bars supporting the building also broke. Shocked and speechless by the sudden sound of the siren, he was overwhelmed by great panic.

Primal Disaster!

This turned out to be a primitive disaster!

You must know that this is the capital of magic, the headquarters of the world of order!

Accompanied by thunderous roars, the pitch-black mist condensed a stern and terrifying face in the night, as if ancient ghosts and gods were resurrected from the dead, and a pair of fierce golden pupils lit up, igniting the fire of divine wrath.

He roared in anger, and the breath of death rolled in like a tsunami!

"escape!"

I don't know who yelled, and the people in the building realized the danger, and they all turned around and jumped out of the windows to escape. The billowing black mist chased after them, like a deadly god of death.

Even the people living in the inner city's barrier felt the destructive power. They stopped on the street and took out their mobile phones to take pictures, recording the moment when the building collapsed, as well as the demonic grimaces.

There was only a loud bang.

The ghostly and stern face suddenly exploded through the building.

Countless people were drowned on the spot, howling in agony like ghosts in hell.

In just a short moment, the Deep Space Headquarters Building seemed to have been weathered for thousands of years, and it was reduced to a decaying ruin standing in the night, with only the rugged steel brackets exposed, which were on the verge of breaking.

People in the streets and alleys looked at this terrifying scene, as if they heard a sacrificial song from the vast and ancient times.

Like falling into an ice cave.

"Kirin..."

Rhine said in a low voice.

The office he was in had been completely destroyed. Whether it was tables and chairs, electrical appliances, or accessories, they were all wiped out in an instant, the ceiling was corroded, and sand and stones slid down.

His outstretched fingers were filled with black air, and the nails had completely rotted away.

That was the price he paid for trying to stop that power.

Although it was nothing to him, it was enough to frighten one's heart.

"Is this a declaration of war?"

In the barren ruins, Bai Jin raised his cold eyes. His clothes were already festered, but fortunately covered by dust, he didn't look too ugly, but the secretary he regarded as a precious resource didn't even have ashes. The rest, including the expensive alchemy equipment, was also reimbursed. He has lived for more than two hundred years and has never suffered such a humiliation.

He actually let a junior ride on his head.

As for the ballpoint pen he threw out just now, it has also been annihilated in the terrifying ancient divine language.

Not only that.

There were even scorched black, criss-crossed writing left in the ruins.

"You do not deserve."

Of course, this is what Qilin left behind.

Its meaning probably means that the two of them, father and son, are not worthy of staying in this office.

Because this is where the president once sat.

When Qilin came to Shanghai for the first time, he showed jaw-dropping arrogance and rudeness.

No one can sit in this office without his permission.

No.

Maybe in his opinion, without that woman's order, it doesn't deserve to be called order at all!

"Maybe it's not just a declaration of war."

Rhine felt the black air lingering around his fingertips, and said expressionlessly: "According to my speculation, the current Qilin is fully fired, and no seventh-level Qilin in the world can survive under his hands for three minutes. If he It’s the way of killing ghosts, so it’s even more terrifying, it can almost achieve instant kills by leaps and bounds.”

"I don't even know if the eighth order has the ability to kill him."

He paused: "Father, the seventh level of the entire Demon City...is in danger."

Platinum is experienced, so he can naturally feel the power of the syllable just now, and said with a gloomy face: "Then he can kill whoever he wants, and after he is promoted to the Sanctuary, he can still get it?"

Although he was very reluctant to admit this fact, Rhine chose to remain silent.

Because judging from the current evidence, this is really the case.

Once Qilin was promoted to Sanctuary, it would be very difficult to kill him.

"Pass on my order!"

Bai Jin roared: "Chasing, he must not have gone far! As long as I find the Qilin, I will take action myself!"

The old man's voice was not loud, but it resounded through the inner city like thunder: "Give me... chase!"

His pupils were fixed on the direction of the TV tower, and there was no one on the top of the tower.

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Gu Jianlin had already put on his hood, and calmly walked downstairs from the safe passage. Of course he heard the thunderous roar, he was helpless in his exasperation, and angry with shame in his fury.

He hasn't smiled much since his parents divorced.

After Lao Gu left, he smiled even less.

He has laughed only a handful of times since the President left.

This time, there was a smile on his lips, and he thought it was very interesting from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking back when he used the ancient divine language for the first time in Heiyun City Walled City, he almost paid the price with his life. If it wasn't for the dragon marrow liquid, he might still be in a coma until now, and those things would not have happened later.

Later, when I was in Tokyo, I used the ancient divine language a few times. Although I didn't pass out to death on the spot, every time I was in a dangerous situation. Fortunately, there was a bad woman's blood to save my life, so that no accidents would happen.

Now he no longer needs any external force to cast the ancient divine language in the real world.

No longer need to pay such a heavy price.

Just a little tired.

"As expected of the boss, in the face of such divine power, mortals can only kneel down and worship. After tonight, there will probably be many people in the Ether Association who have been corrupted by your power of life and death. I will select the best individuals and implant them with the blood of the ancient god. It will only take about half a month for us to complete the initial penetration."

Mr. Si said in the earphone: "Until we invade the Central Spiritual Council."

This attack was not just out of teenage rage.

Gu Jianlin did want to humiliate the father and son, but his more important purpose was to use the authority of the ancient gods to create favorable conditions for himself, thereby establishing a decisive advantage in the entire battle situation.

Before, he had always regarded himself as a human being, and rarely used the authority of the ancient gods to hide himself.

This time is different.

He no longer needs low-key cover-up, but also needs high-profile invasion.

After all, he was considered a terrorist.

It feels like a bit of a loss if we don't give the Inquisition some terrorist attacks.

"Proceed with caution."

Gu Jianlin casually took off his headphones, crushed them into pieces, and threw them into the trash can at the exit of the emergency passage.

Sirens echoed in the dead TV tower, and the streets were already in chaos. Countless people were swarming and fleeing in all directions. The vehicles on the streets were jammed together, and the traffic police were sweating profusely.

Gu Jianlin put his hands in the pockets of his sweater, lowered his head slightly to let the shadow of his hat cover his face, stopped a taxi against the noisy crowd, and said politely: "Subliminator, right?"

The taxi driver was stunned and didn't even know how he was exposed.

"Go to the Central Lingshu Academy."

Gu Jianlin sat in the back seat, took out a brand new ID from his pocket, handed it over and said: "2022 undergraduate students, this is my ID. Can I drive?"

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If Gu Jianlin wants to go to the Central Lingshu Court to investigate the case, he must have a legal identity, otherwise he cannot break in as a wanted criminal, which will easily alert the snake and eventually lead to failure.

Although his original plan was to enter directly from the main entrance, it was rejected by the shadows.

The shadow department helped him prepare a new identity. He was an outstanding returning student from the undergraduate department of the Central Spiritual School, an illegitimate son from the Ying family, and a promising young man in the academic world. Originally this person was a frontline combatant, but after experiencing several life and death crises, he chose to return to school for further studies.

This situation is still very common in the extraordinary world.

Young people are always passionate when they have never seen the world, yearning for the swords and blood and fire of the extraordinary world.

However, when they actually went to the battlefield and witnessed death, many people suffered from mental breakdown.

Some people don't even want to receive psychological counseling and simply go home.

Ying Changsu is such a person.

The point is that this man was withdrawn and taciturn, and all his few friends died on the battlefield.

The remaining students who stayed on campus have not seen each other for many years.

And the identity information he left on the Deep Space Network has already been changed.

This is the backup identity of the shadow department. The real owner has already been captured and imprisoned in a small dark room.

Gu Jianlin only needed to put on the simulation mask to successfully open and enter the Central Spiritual Shuyuan.

"Ding."

"Identity information authentication passed."

"A-level student Ying Changsu, welcome back to the Central Spiritual Shu Academy."

With the popularity of taxis gone, Gu Jianlin also came to this long-famous sublime training academy.

It is more like a prosperous city within a city than a college. The school gate like a castle gate is monitored by cameras. After recognizing his facial information, you can feel that the magnetic field barrier in front of you has been lifted, and even security guards are standing at the door. No, but there are twelve pillars wrapped with ancient totems, hiding the alchemical matrix.

After entering the school gate, there is a wide tree-lined avenue, surrounded by green lawns and tall buildings.

The road is spacious and clean, and the traffic lights change back and forth.

It is like a prosperous city isolated from the rest of the world. There are red Ferraris whizzing by on the streets. Young students look very cool wearing sunglasses. There are also vans parked at the door of the auction house. Workers transporting goods carefully. Under the gorgeous coffin, I don't know which ancient prince or nobleman is lying inside.

There was also a trembling old man who came down from the residential building, holding a big golden retriever with four eyes in his hand. He was sitting on the roadside reading a book. It looked like an ordinary book, but the title of the book was written in ancient divine language. of.

The lights in the research institute next door were still on, and doctors in white coats hurried in carrying suitcases.

This is the largest gathering place for sublimators in our country.

It is also a paradise for academics and resources.

You can live here, start a business and trade here, or even establish your own family and branch out. Of course, the most mainstream thing is academic research and making a name for yourself in alchemy technology.

According to the introduction on the Deep Space Network, the Central Lingshu Academy covers an area of ​​4,000 hectares, most of which are living areas and commercial areas. As for the inner courtyard where classes and further studies are held, it is located in the deepest part of the school.

Although this is a college, there are very obvious class divisions, the most obvious one being the housing level.

Because the Central Spiritual Pivot Institute is very expensive, the deans and senior professors who hold some power all own their own real estate here. In addition to the permanent residency right to sit back and relax, there are countless conveniences that symbolize wealth and status. The ordinary staff and students mostly rent houses.

There are also different divisions for renting houses. The first and second rings are often the children of sublimation families, and the third ring is where some outstanding children from poor families gather together to keep warm. As for the fourth and fifth rings, some families are not rich and their own talents Not good students, they are often called cannon fodder.

The place where Gu Jianlin lived was a cannon fodder gathering place, located in the 17th block of the Fourth Ring Road.

It stands to reason that with this false identity, he should not live here, and it is not conducive to action.

But since the shadow department is arranged in this way, there must be other deep meanings.

However, when he saw his housing information, he still frowned.

"It's still a shared lease?"

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After Xia Zhi dragged her exhausted body back home, the first thing she did was to take off her clothes and soak in the bathtub. Her snow-white and slim body curled up into a ball, but what was in her mind was the battle that broke out at Hongqiao Airport in the evening, so much so that she His fragile heart has been severely injured, and he is still in a daze until now.

What exactly happened at that time, she no longer wants to recall.

Because when the two terrorists in the business seat looked up at her, her spirit almost collapsed.

Fortunately, the two terrorists did not make it difficult for her and asked her to evacuate first with the innocent passengers.

It's a pity that she was still too scared, so that she made a mistake when evacuating the passengers, which frightened a prominent academic and made a myocardial infarction on the spot, and is still being rescued.

Not only that, but because of her flurry, several passengers were injured.

Afterwards, the witchers of the Inquisition tortured her mentally.

Her performance in this operation was flagged as ineligible.

Without exception, they were dismissed.

This also declared that she failed the internship assessment and was forced to stay in school for a year.

For students from wealthy families, staying in school for a year has no other impact except embarrassment.

But it's different for Xia Zhi.

Because she is poor.

Just like the vast majority of ordinary girls in the world, her parents were both farmers in their hometown in northern Shaanxi. They were so ordinary that they couldn't even integrate into modern life, let alone a grotesque and extraordinary world. There are two younger brothers and three younger sisters in the family. As the eldest daughter in the family, she can only bear the burden of the family.

Fortunately, she became a golden phoenix flying out of the chicken coop, because when she was a child, she awakened the ancient way in the branch of her hometown, and her appearance was also very good, so she was successfully admitted to the Central Spiritual Scholars Academy.

In a flash, it is ten years.

She thought her life would be smooth after becoming an Ascendant, but the pressure of life made her breathless.

Some people may ask, will sublimators still lack money?

The answer is yes.

Because the students of the Central Lingshu College have to pay high tuition fees, including their own advancement is also an astronomical sum. Although academic meritorious service can be exchanged for resources, they can only be used for their own use and cannot be traded.

Once suspected of buying and selling extraordinary resources privately, as long as it is discovered, it is a felony.

Then her life would be completely ruined.

It will end badly.

miserable.

It is not easy to be able to stay in school to maintain one's own studies all these years through work-study programs, and to subsidize some family members with rewards for additional completion. But just this year, because of her father's serious illness, poor farm work, and the school expenses of her younger siblings, her income and expenditure balance was broken.

Most importantly, Xia Zhi's old illness became serious.

All her hope is to get a good job after graduation.

Enough to support her and take care of her humble family.

But today, hope was dashed.

Recalling what happened in the afternoon, her headache felt like it was about to split open, as if two souls were whispering in her body, sometimes ghostly and terrifying faces flashed before her eyes, sometimes fierce golden pupils, and occasionally You can also see ghosts in white coats flashing in front of you, and the smell of disinfectant blows over your face.

Trembling in the bathtub, she reached into the small leather bag that never left her body, took out the special tranquilizer that she had bought with ten bounties, and swallowed it hastily down her throat.

The effect of the medicine worked quickly, she gradually calmed down, and her breathing gradually became gentle.

The cold moonlight shone on her pale face from the window, she soaked in the pool wearily, the more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved, and finally hugged her knees and sobbed softly, sobbing uncontrollably.

Why.

Why did the fight between those big figures involve such a small character like her?

She is alive and has worked very hard...

At this moment, the doorbell of her house rang suddenly.

Xia Zhi sat up suddenly like a frightened rabbit, thinking that this afternoon's business was endless, and those damned witch hunters were coming to torture her again, so she quickly grabbed her mobile phone and turned on the video surveillance.

Unexpectedly, what was shown on the surveillance was a boy in a sweater.

"I know you're watching me on surveillance."

The boy said blankly: "I paid half a year's rent on the Deep Space Network this afternoon."

It was only then that Xia Zhi remembered that she had rented out her bedroom in the afternoon in order to make ends meet.