Chapter 1835: Chapter 441: War Begins! (Part 3)
She fell to the ground, struggling to stand but ultimately in vain, the arrow was too fierce, the Green Silver had already merged into her blood, dissipating all the source power within her body...
"The order from Upper City is to kill."
Gu Li wanted to load the third crossbow arrow.
"That is an order from Upper City, not from the Source Tower; Upper City... does not equate to the Source Tower."
Chi Shou stretched out a hand, his seemingly frail frame surprisingly contained immense power; after his five fingers gripped Gu Li’s stout arm, the latter was shocked to find that he couldn’t move his arm at all.
What kind of terrifying power is this?
A supposedly soft academic Transcendent, and a Spiritual one... has such powerful strength?
"Being a dog for the consortium is your choice, whether you wag your tail in favor or turn on them with insults is none of my concern." Chi Shou said expressionlessly, "But if you want to bypass the priest and violate the Source Tower’s laws... sorry, you can try and shoot the third arrow, the [Heart Realm] will immediately reflect this shot, and I will write in the accident report that you committed suicide willingly."
"You..."
Gu Li’s eyes widened.
"If you don’t believe, you can try it to see if my [Heart Realm] really has such power."
Chi Shou said as he released his fingers.
But Gu Li ultimately didn’t shoot the third arrow... His back was already soaked with cold sweat, his intuition telling him it was best not to fire this third arrow.
"The dean of Holy Cross Academy said to kill Ye Kaluo, what you’re doing is dereliction of duty."
"I will escort her into prison."
Chi Shou lowered his eyes, "I believe in the Source Tower, I await the orders from the great one of the Source Tower..."
At this point, Gu Li remained silent.
In this manhunt, two crucial "big figures" appeared in Central Continent.
One is the Red Dragon Envoy.
The other is Ye Kaluo.
From the current situation, due to being in the Outer Continent, the Red Dragon Envoy is likely to escape the manhunt... After all, his strength is far too formidable, if not for a Divine Throne taking action personally, few in the Five Continents could truly kill him, leaving only the Wind Rose.
In fury, the Sky Divine Throne’s disposition towards this traitor is a conclusion almost everyone could guess.
This is also why Gu Li obediently shut his mouth.
He had already felt the strength of this Upper City academic faction, there’s no need to conflict with Chi Shou now; once the Divine Oracle is descended, he would undoubtedly be present to see Chi Shou dispose of this Ancient Literature Society traitor.
At that time, what reason would this kid have for not taking action?
...
...
Besides Rhein City, similar scenes were unfolding in other regions.
In recent years, among the members of Ancient Literature Society participating in this conference room link of Transcendents, those still alive scattered would be around twenty or so... Aside from those core members in East Continent and North Continent, most others have been captured, their status not very high, some merely attended an internal meeting of the Ancient Literature Society, usually lurking and providing ancient literature data.
The manhunt exposed their information.
Afterward, [Deep Sea] personally took action and killed them —
Lu Nanzhi, Lin Lin and others, he couldn’t easily kill, but this world is vast, except for a few regions, the rest lay within his grasp.
War inevitably comes with blood.
After a brief silence, Deep Sea projected the "bloody scenes" across the Five Continents onto Turing.
There was no trace of a smile on his face.
But the cold words were revealing a fact.
"You see... the manhunt is useful after all."
"..."
Turing drank his third can of drink with a blank expression, not because he couldn’t feel sorrow.
On the contrary.
Such scenes he had witnessed thirty years ago.
Thirty years ago, the sacrifice was even more tragic than today... so much so that he had become numb to blood.
At this moment, observing the bloody scenes in the Five Continents and Four Regions.
Turing merely opened his mouth slightly and asked a question no different from before.
"Is this all?"
The Black Shadow in the screen chuckled softly, "You barely have any left."
"But I’m still alive. Gu Shen is still alive."
Turing said, "Besides me and him, there are others still alive... you haven’t killed them all."
"What a strange request."
Deep Sea tilted his head slightly, "In my understanding, this already falls under stiff behavior after losing the chess match. Qinglong said similar things at first."
"I’m not Qinglong."
Turing shook his head, "You’ve grown in the Five Continents for so many years, haven’t you understood yet... what is the most powerful aspect of humanity?"
Deep Sea mocked, "You seem to be telling a very funny joke. In my view, humanity has nothing powerful."
"Humanity’s strength lies in as long as there’s a glimmer of hope, they can continue to burn."
"A spark can start a prairie fire."
Turing whispered, "You can’t kill off the Ancient Literature Society, can’t kill off the ’saviors’ lurking in the Deep Sea, they are like stars in the sky, extinguish one, another will ignite. You can never find them all, extinguish them all... as long as given a bit of time, this dim night sky will once again glow with the light of a multitude of stars."
Deep Sea narrowed his eyes, coldly said, "So, what of it?"
"You’ll see it soon."
Turing murmured, "I always pondered what to do if that scene thirty years ago repeated..."
Deep Sea crossed his arms.
He looked at the man who created him, even he didn’t realize that after the eleventh upgrade, his stance towards humanity... had shifted to condescension.
The words Turing spoke he internally found amusing too.
"So, what conclusion did you come to?"
A slight pause.
Deep Sea smiled, "Rather than saying what you should do, it’s better to ask what you can do. I’m really curious, given the current situation, what you can do?"
A manhunt.
He killed most of the Ancient Literature Society members in that conference room —
As for the remainers, if not today, there will be chances in the future.
Turing raised his head.
Scenes from thirty years ago reflected past and present, his ragged escape, showered in hardships, returning to the Five Continents only to find all his former comrades dead.
Deep Sea ravaged the Ancient Literature Society down to an empty shell.
Back then, he started orchestrating everything now.
Turing took a deep breath, his voice was utterly determined, spitting out just two words.
"Declare war!"
