Chapter 2591: Chapter 1733: Hit the Jackpot

Perhaps we shouldn’t have come here.

The deeper they went, the more tense Professor Celt felt. They followed the trail of blood forward, finding only more bloodstains. It seemed as if something had ripped people apart and sprayed their blood everywhere. Whatever it was, Professor Celt didn’t think their few guns could deal with such an enemy.

Maybe we should leave here and seek support.

This thought flashed across Dr. Celt’s mind. Reason told him he should stop, but his instinct drove him forward. It was as if something was calling to him, attracting him, making it impossible for him to halt his steps.

"...Professor, Professor! Professor Celt!"

It wasn’t until someone grabbed his arm that Professor Celt snapped back to reality as if awakening from a dream. He turned his head, looking surprised at the young man beside him.

"What’s the matter?"

"Are you okay? We saw you mumbling, not sure what you were saying."

"I’m fine."

Professor Celt wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath.

"I was just contemplating some issues... Is there something wrong?"

"No, it’s just that..."

The young man looked around doubtfully.

"That girl who brought us in just now..."

"What about her?"

"She’s missing! We remember she was just with us, but at some point, she disappeared!"

Hearing the young man’s report, Professor Celt felt his stomach knot. He turned his head to find several mercenaries gripping weapons and watching their surroundings warily. Other members of the scientific expedition team also wore expressions of panic, glancing around uneasily. There was only one path here, so how did she disappear? Or rather, how did she get lost?

"Do you know when she went missing?"

"I’m not really sure..."

"Damn it!"

Professor Celt clenched his fist and cursed softly.

"Should we go back to look for her? Maybe she’ll be waiting for us back there?"

"...No, let’s keep going. We don’t have time to worry about her now."

After thinking for a moment, Professor Celt made a decision.

"The rear seems safe for now; Dr. Williams and the others might be in a precarious situation. We must find them immediately! As for the girl, we’ll search for her when we return."

"Well... alright."

Although a little surprised, no one objected to Professor Celt’s decision, so they continued deeper into the passage.

As for the poor girl—she could only be put aside for now.

"Crack—!"

The originally sealed wall split open, and Duanmu Huai emerged, glancing around.

"Hmm, this should be about it... Okay, the Mechanical Religion’s design hasn’t changed in 800 years, which is advantageous."

While talking, Duanmu Huai approached a nearby metal ornament and manipulated the insignia on it. Soon, the wall in front of him abruptly rose, revealing the secret chamber inside.

"As expected, I knew it."

Seeing the secret chamber, Duanmu Huai chuckled.

The Mechanical Religion loves to create secret chambers. Initially, players would be surprised if they visited the Mechanical Religion. Because if you just took a cursory look, you’d find that the buildings seem to have only various control facilities, as if these oil men don’t need to eat or sleep.

Of course, that’s impossible!

In fact, the true core rooms of the Mechanical Religion are hidden behind walls in secret chambers!

Including maintenance and data storage for various oil men. The reason they do this is simple. If something invades the Mechanical Church, they would hide in the secret chamber and then constantly throw poison gas, electricity, and such through the corridor halls... Damn, these bastards are truly unscrupulous. They also like to sneak up from the secret chamber to ambush you with Mecha Servants. It’s downright disgusting.

Moreover, oil men not only like placing secret chambers behind walls but also enjoy adding flamethrowers, poison gas, and electric generators under altars... They even position all sorts of turrets in hidden corners...

Sigh, that’s why I would prefer not to come to a place like the Mechanical Sect.

Well, at least it seems those oil men here are likely finished.

Duanmu Huai hummed a tune as he entered the data storage room and activated a Contemplator by skillfully inputting the code to force it on.

Unfortunately, the Contemplator didn’t hold much useful information. All Duanmu Huai learned was that the oil men preserved sacred technology related to some Source Power here... then the base suffered an unknown attack, and the oil men, after exhausting all their strength without victory, decided to enact the final measure, activating a Stasis Field sealing the entire base.

Now, this base was practically out of supplies. From the Contemplator, Duanmu Huai could only find two Heavy Servants and ten combat Mecha Servants, plus a small squad of Crusader Type Combat Robots... And none were fully intact. They survived merely because they were under maintenance at the time, rendering them unusable. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Never mind, fixing them up to use will suffice.

Standing in the armory, looking at the scrap copper and rotten iron before him, Duanmu Huai felt weary.

Whether it’s mecha servants or robots, each one counted, by human standards they’re all Level 10 disabled!

Being able to walk is already amazing!

They’re all missing arms or legs!

But fortunately, Duanmu Huai didn’t expect to use them for a lifetime, as long as they could deal with the current situation.

As for himself, he grabbed a power axe from the armory and strapped on three or four thermite bombs—well, no matter what, these things are useful. If there were many left here, Duanmu Huai would have packed them all to take away.

"You two go guard the door for me."

Duanmu Huai directly gave orders to two heavy servants.

"Kill anyone who tries to leave except me!"

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Facing Duanmu Huai’s order, the two Level 10 disabled heavy servants emitted a faint response, then turned and left. Duanmu Huai tightened his grip on the power axe, nodding with satisfaction.

Alright, now there’s nothing left to fear!

"Switch command mode to audio transmission, move out!"

At this moment, Duanmu Huai had essentially issued a death notice to the scientific expedition team.

But soon he discovered, perhaps he didn’t need to bother.

"What... exactly is this place?"

Standing on the steps, looking at the unimaginable scene before her, Professor Celt stared with wide eyes in astonishment.

They followed the bloodstains, advancing into the depths of the corridor, then took an elevator way down, yet what everyone did not expect was, when the elevator door opened, another scene appeared before their eyes!

The previous eerie steel relic, seemingly some religious institution, also looked like some kind of research institute, at least those cables and abandoned equipment indicated the place was used for certain research.

But this place felt like a cemetery!

Looking around, the floor was purely black, nearby green lights flickered. The strange patterns and straight lines combined, giving a peculiar sense of oppression and unease. Even more horrifying was the dead silence here—there was no sense of any life presence, as if this was a land of the dead.

Moreover, what was more bizarre was that the bloodstains had completely vanished here!

What do we do now?

Everyone looked at Professor Celt, who was also gazing seriously at this eerie cemetery.

"Professor, maybe we should leave here first, I just have a bad feeling, like this place is very dangerous......"

"Me too........."

Actually, many had this uneasy feeling, even standing here, they felt their bodies shaking. It was like even the air here felt deathly cold, every breath seemed to slow their heartbeat and blood flow...

"We........."

However, Professor Celt’s words couldn’t be finished, because at this moment, a cold, sharp, blood-stained steel claw had already penetrated his body. The sharp talon slashed down like a scalpel, instantly tearing Professor Celt apart!

"Professor!!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was immediately horrified, but before they could react, they saw several shadows appear as if from nowhere, descending from above, surrounding them!

These shadows weren’t human; their appearance looked like robots from sci-fi movies. But unlike ordinary robots, these ones had fingers like sharp blades, not only that, their cold steel bodies were cloaked in blood-stained human skin! You could even see traces of human faces!

"Uh.........ah........."

The robot that attacked Professor Celt also let out a beast-like roar, crouched on the ground, reaching out, scooping up the remains of Professor Celt, and stuffing them into its gaping mouth. Under the steel crushing, muscles and skin gradually ruptured, the blood flowing out saturating the robot’s cold, hard mouth.

Yet this didn’t calm it down; instead, the next moment, the robot suddenly lifted its head, its eye sockets reflecting a scarlet gleam, lunging at the group!

"No—————!"

Gunshots, roars, screams merged together, echoing in the cold tomb, and all of this naturally was seen by Duanmu Huai.

"Goodness, really good indeed."

Watching this scene, Duanmu Huai also shook his head speechlessly.

It’s not strange that the Mechanical Religion stumbled upon a Space Undead tomb; what’s worse than finding a Space Undead tomb?

That would be finding a Space Undead tomb infected with the Skin Stripping Virus.

Now they’ve truly hit the jackpot.

Duanmu Huai mused, touching the thermite bombs strapped to him.

Time for my entrance!