Light Fortress

Chapter 1883: Chapter 463: Taking Over the Dead Sea (Part 3)

Separate the Divine Infant’s spirit and cast it into the mundane world, allowing it to grow...

This is a very risky plan.

It might not even succeed.

So Turing at the very beginning didn’t dare let Gu Shen have any tiny connection with the extraordinary world, fearing that intervention from extraordinary powers would prevent the boy from even "growing normally."

"At first, I didn’t dare place hope on this boy."

"But later..."

"I noticed that everyone in the Ancient Literature Society was spreading the word that Turing said Gu Shen was the last hope."

Turing murmured softly, "After the rumor spread, everyone believed it, even I was convinced, having witnessed Gu Shen’s growth with my own eyes, I felt this child might indeed become the last hope."

Chu Ling’s expression was bewildered and complex.

She asked in a low voice, "So ..."

"So, I chose to believe, I believe Gu Shen won’t let me down."

Turing patted Chu Ling’s shoulder gently and said warmly, "I will send the Lion Awakening code to your Spirit Sea, you accompany him on this last journey..."

Buzz!

A slight sound rang out.

The code of Lion Awakening surged into Chu Ling’s mind.

She gazed in a daze at Turing’s illusory and ethereal figure.

"The war with the Deep Sea is a gamble, and to win, you must wager everything—"

The man suddenly said boldly, "Since things have come to this point, I naturally have to choose to raise the stakes!"

Wager everything?

In Chu Ling’s view, he had already wagered everything.

Thirty years of planning, five hundred years of life, over sixteen hundred soul fires of the Ancient Literature Society.

Next, what more could he raise the stakes with?

The next moment, she knew the answer.

Countless codes flowed, Turing’s face changed.

In an instant, thousands of faces passed before Chu Ling like a revolving lantern... If it were an ordinary mortal, those faces passing by in that moment wouldn’t attract much attention. But Chu Ling wasn’t ordinary, her eyes were the most precise measure in the world, and she saw every face within Turing’s features.

Among them was a face she was very familiar with.

It was a mysterious white-patterned mask.

Anyone who recognized the Source Tower’s transcendent knew this white-patterned mask...

The owner of this white-patterned mask was named Tianshui.

Coincidentally, Mr. Tianshui, like Turing, had lived for many years, their pasts untraceable.

More coincidentally.

In those days, no one realized that "Turing" had already lived for a long time, so no one connected Turing with Tianshui.

But now, these two faces overlapped.

Chu Ling suddenly understood many things.

Her eyes narrowed in shock, gazing at the man before her.

"Gu Shen was always curious, why there were so many traces of me in this world... some traces even happening at the same time..."

Turing said calmly, "Actually, the answer is simple."

"In this world, there is not just one ’Turing.’

"Turing is merely a code name, just a label, it has no meaning, it could be the godfather of the Ancient Literature Society that created the Deep Sea, or it could be the Central Continent watchman who established the priest system, could be the irresponsible blacksmith revived from the snow, or the steward of the Huazhi Group... he has a thousand identities, because he is originally a thousand people."

Turing extended two fingers, gently touching Chu Ling’s forehead.

Besides the Lion Awakening code.

There was also a compressed data memory packet, sent to the deepest part of Chu Ling’s Heart Sea.

"About the final secret of the ’Turing’ identity..."

The man blinked and smiled, "Promise me, open it only when it’s safe."

After saying this sentence.

He turned and dove into the sea...

Or rather, into the Dead Sea.

Standing at the highest point of the Dark Water Building, the Deep Sea looked expressionlessly at the man hurtling towards him, who was the "father" that created it, and also the existence it hated the most.

It brought its fingers together, making a gesture of obliteration.

Whoosh!

The shell emitting a radiant white glow was instantly cleaved in two—

In this Dead Sea, it could do anything.

To kill a wisp of spirit took no effort at all.

It was very sure that Turing’s spirit had been destroyed, but it was even more certain that the man who created it would not perform such a foolish act of dying.

Sure enough.

The next moment, the segments of dazzling white light defied logic and reassembled in mid-air.

"Interesting."

The Deep Sea squinted its eyes, scrutinizing the man standing alone at the center of the Dead Sea’s storm.

It saw that Turing wanted to use his power alone to share the burden of the "Pure Land."

The Deep Sea originally didn’t mind letting this war descend into a "stalemate" because it would only grow stronger.

However...

The "Netherworld Fire" aura continuously emanating from the Pure Land made it uneasy.

So at this moment, it no longer begrudged computational power.

The reinforcement from the two higher-level Spiritual Sea Domains had arrived—

The Deep Sea once again extended its hand, clenched it towards Turing, making a gesture of obliteration again in the void!

This time, the boundless Water Building moved majestically, engulfing Turing.

Sssss!

The water blades continuously sliced through Turing’s body, while he just sat cross-legged in the dark raging waves of the Dead Sea, surrounded by a glow of ancient words, each containing extremely powerful spiritual power, but under the immense pressure of the entire Dead Sea at this moment, they seemed small and ridiculous.

The outcome of this war was already predetermined, but this battle had not yet ended.

"..."

The Deep Sea’s black face showed no emotion, but its artificial features grew increasingly somber.