Chapter 1709: The Tower
The moment he saw this tower, Chen Ling's pupils contracted slightly.
The Akashic Tower?!
How could it appear in the Imaginary Number World?!
No... Chen Ling remembered that when he first came into close contact with the Akashic Tower, he had looked at those bricks and stones that made up the tower's body. Those bricks were true works of art that perfectly followed mathematical formulas and curves, and their processing precision was beyond imagination, not allowing for even the slightest error.
If the body of the Akashic Tower was built from such bricks, it meant that the real Akashic Tower might not be the material tower everyone saw within the Lingxu Domain at all...
But rather its projection in the Imaginary Number World, a void tower built entirely of formulas?!
You have to know, the precision of the bricks used to build the Akashic Tower was not on the same level as the bricks in the Imaginary Number World that were simply engraved with formulas...
If what Lord Lingxu had been using just now was merely "ammunition" he had prepared in advance, then the existence of the Akashic Tower in the Imaginary Number World could be considered a super-large nuclear fusion reactor!
By the time Chen Ling realized this, it was already too late.
Under Lord Lingxu's activation, the Akashic Tower vanished instantly... and immediately after, Chen Ling's vision plunged into pitch blackness.
Dead silence.
An absolute dead silence, as if isolated from the world.
Chen Ling knew he had most likely been sucked into the Akashic Tower. This thing seemed capable of ignoring space; its appearance and disappearance had no warning, it could be infinitely large or infinitely small, and this Imaginary Number World was within its shroud... or rather, did this Imaginary Number World exist because of it?
The appearance of the Akashic Tower made Chen Ling's already hopeless battle even more bleak... Although he didn't know exactly how strong the Akashic Tower was, he knew he absolutely could not let Lord Lingxu unleash its true power.
Fortunately...
He now had another trump card.
Chen Ling silently gripped the small round stone left behind by the Clown, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
At the same time, specks of deep blue light appeared from the surrounding darkness. The inner walls of the tall tower entered Chen Ling's vision; they were as crystal clear as glazed glass, and the deep blue light emanated from them.
After a brief convergence, these deep blue lights turned into a magnificent starry sky, flowing silently, quiet and serene.
But before Chen Ling could study it carefully, vast galaxies swept in from all directions, as if swallowing him in an endless torrent!
Chen Ling's heart sank, and he spoke again:
"[Card]—!"
In Chen Ling's current physical state, every activation of the power of negation was an overload. This time, after calling up the script to watch, he found that hundreds of millions of formulas were floating around him in one breath!
The extent of this scene was so exaggerated that Chen Ling flipped through the script from the director's perspective for several minutes without reaching the end. As those dense symbols and numbers flashed before his eyes, he fell into deep bewilderment...
These formulas were unheard of to him; he didn't even know where to begin negating them.
They were like the underlying code that formed the world, flashing before Chen Ling's eyes in a dazzling display. Because the duration of the domain had ended, Chen Ling was forced to exit the [Card] state, and the galaxy-like torrent swallowed him whole!
But unexpectedly, Chen Ling was not torn apart by explosions or terrifying gravity. The moment he was submerged by the torrent, he only felt his vision go black...
When he opened his eyes, he was already under a gray, dim firmament.
A biting cold wind swept across Chen Ling's cheeks, stinging his skin. Seawater mixed with icebergs surged violently beneath his feet, and the mangled, eerie corpses of calamities floated on the sea surface.
"This is..."
"The Forbidden Sea?"
Chen Ling was completely stunned.
He sensed everything around him and was very clear that this was no hallucination... the temperature of the wind, the real gravity, the sensation of seawater hitting his body, and the nauseating stench of calamity corpses... all of this was real.
Could the Akashic Tower actually achieve space-ignoring teleportation across the entire world?
Had he really been sent to the Forbidden Sea??
Just as Chen Ling hesitated, a deafening roar sounded from afar!
Boom—!!!
The faint light of a lantern flickered, and a black fish, so massive that its full form was hard to discern, appeared out of thin air from the void.
On its back hung the corpse of a lion, and in its mouth, it held a blood-soaked, bandaged figure. Its massive body instantly crushed a woman in a black robe into a bloody mist!
"Gray King?!"
The moment Chen Ling saw the person, his pupils contracted sharply!
Chen Ling understood; this was another battlefield in the Forbidden Sea... This battle to encircle the Calamity of Taboo was not over yet!
Chen Ling didn't have time to think about why he had appeared here. He rushed toward the battlefield without hesitation, his eyes bloodshot. The Gray King was already dead, and the fact that her ghost hadn't returned meant she hadn't even had the chance to swallow the poison...
If Chen Ling hadn't been there, so be it, but since he had arrived, he couldn't just watch the tragedy continue!
However, just as Chen Ling moved, a shadow in leather clothing descended like a black sword, piercing straight into the body of the Calamity of Taboo!
Ancient killing intent surged in the air, and the scarred Calamity of Taboo let out a roar, its massive body twisting violently!
"Spades?"
Chen Ling felt a surge of joy upon seeing the figure who had suddenly intervened.
But before his joy could last long, the lantern of the Calamity of Taboo lit up again. Jian Changsheng's figure was thrown somewhere unknown, and the enraged Calamity opened its mouth, throwing the half-corpse of the blood-covered Jiang Xiaohua into the sky...
Then it bit down again, turning her into a bloody mist!
"Xiaohua?!!!"
Chen Ling roared, his speed soaring again. But whether it was due to the lantern of the Calamity or something else, even though he had pushed [Wall-Breaking] to the limit, the distance to the Calamity remained just as far... as if the distance between him and all of this had been completely locked.
"Xiaohua!!!"
Jian Changsheng's roar also rang out.
He was seen clad in armor, holding a sword, stumbling as he stood up from an iceberg, roaring as he charged toward the Calamity of Taboo!
The Twilight Society now seemed to have only Jian Changsheng left. He stood alone with his sword, erupting with the aura of an Eighth-Stage peak, as if he wanted to cut the heavens and earth in half...
Yet his aura was as weak and ridiculous as a firefly in front of an enraged world-destroyer.
"Stop it!!"
"You're looking for death!! Spades!!!"
Veins bulged from Chen Ling's neck. He looked at the mangled corpse on the sea and the last, suicidal charge of Jian Changsheng with bloodshot eyes. The surging Red Star Willpower struck his crumbling body again, and his power climbed once more!!
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