"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

The woman leaned against a giant fluorescent screen, covered with error fonts that popped up from entering the wrong password. The heaving of her chest revealed the disheveled state she had just escaped from a perilous situation.

This was a simple and unadorned laboratory, with only a fluorescent screen carrying a control panel and a shattered coffin as the sole furnishing.

Its orange paint and glass resembled the silhouette of the setting sun, leaving an indelible impression in one's mind.

"As expected, no luck?"

The closed door echoed with a complex knocking sound, as if the murmuring of a drunken person lying with a bottle in their hand, each knock resonating within the woman's heart.

Many demons gathered at the door of the room, waiting to destroy the woman who still possessed her sanity. They were drawn by the fleeing woman.

Sharp stinging pains resounded in her mind, and the woman felt a voice urging her to forget everything and give up on everything.

She realized that if she closed her eyes, the next time she opened them, she might not be herself anymore.

Cold memories stepped into the woman's dreams like iron hooves made of snowflakes.

The prince hidden in her dream, now stained deep red, looked miserable.

That mysterious, gentle, and docile boy, how could he end up raising a gun against her in the end?

He had clearly said that he could only lift a pen for calculations and a spoon for cutting cakes.

Clearly, he was lying.

Clearly, it was a lie.

"Monster. Monster. Monster..."

I'm sorry, it's all your fault in the end.

Who asked you to be born so inferior?

Yabi Dietrich's taunting was more swift than a gun, sharper than a needle, piercing through the woman's psychological defenses.

"I'm not a monster!"

The woman vented, wanting to swing a fierce punch, but unconsciously, a tentacle emerged. In the woman's incredulous eyes, a petite figure easily caught the white tentacle.

"Of course, you are not a monster... Sister."

The petite figure hugged the woman's body.

"Even if it happens a thousand times, I will still tell you that you are not a monster."

The woman tilted her head slightly and looked beyond Turing's body, seeing a powerful flame dragon blocking the door, fighting against the demons tightly gathered at the entrance.

That is... Ultimate Element.

This child, he is really... impressive.

"Why does Turing still come to find me?"

"Sister is really weak."

"I can't help you at all, only causing trouble..."

Turing smiled and shook his head.

"Next."

"Leave it to me."

Turing patted the woman's back and let go.

"Two people together can be very powerful."

Turing came to the flickering screen, and with a few simple maneuvers, crystal-clear text appeared, informing Turing that in order to open the account after the computer rebooted, not only a password was required, but also biometric authentication.

At least fifty percent genetic similarity was needed to qualify to open the computer.

"...What should we do?" the woman asked, only to see Turing bite his finger and drop the blood into the designated container.

In the woman's astonished gaze, the computer's biometric authentication passed instantaneously.

【Mom.】

【Could my father be Prometheus?】

Turing's eyes darkened, and he uncomfortably looked up, closing his eyes.

【Yes, you are capable of anything.】

【You can do whatever you want.】

Turing glanced at the four-digit password on the screen, not thinking much, and randomly entered a number.

Incorrect password, you have one more chance.

"Turing, the demon at the door seems to be about to break in!"

Turing's mood remained unaffected, preparing to enter the password again.

The woman anxiously looked at the dragon gradually being devoured by the angels at the door, quickly pondering countermeasures in her mind.

Heading to the door alone, the woman decided to resist the angels' attack with her own changing body.

But as if in response to the woman's call, a huge figure appeared at the door, breaking through the railing and throwing an angel into its mouth.

Its deep blue body flickered dimly with a faint glow of impending doom, and the vague shadow seemed to hover over the woman's head like a harbinger of death.

"What's going on..."

A demon tried to sneak attack the woman while chaos unfolded. However, the gigantic angel smacked the demon away before the woman could counterattack.

"It's listening to me?"

Astonished, the woman didn't have time to think about the reason and quickly ordered the angel to destroy the other demons.

Together, the deep-blue angel and the damaged dragon blocked the demonic onslaught like a raging flood.