Three hours ago, Morey and the others managed to enter the room below, and through the remaining notes and documents, Morey learned that this was a top-secret war depot on the island, which collapsed and sank to the bottom of the sea for some unknown reason.

The tower spirit of the base didn't know what was wrong, and directly locked those poor mage apprentices and beginner mages in their respective rooms, facing the door that was enough to resist the full attack of level 6 spells, these low-level mages could only end their lives in despair.

In the few words of those magic notes, Morey saw too many curses on the mages who stood up to them, and some even broke their own arms and wrote blood-colored curses all over the room.

They also had the best ability to destroy, except for the magic notes they left behind to complain to future generations of the atrocities of the high-ranking mages, they destroyed everything that could be destroyed, so in addition to getting a copy of the weathered and mutilated notes, Morey only had piles of dry bones left in the room.

This air of despair and depression did not improve until Morey searched down to the area belonging to the maintenance workshop.

It's also empty, just half-disassembled golems, missing the self-propelled guns of the artillery system, except for some magical spell runes, this kind of workshop reminds Morey more of a repair factory in his previous life.

The machinery repaired here is relatively stupid, black and coarse, and at first glance it is military, and it is obviously not the same system as the previous spider golem.

Considering that his half-plane is limited, Morey can only check the good pick first.

But just when Morey threw a poisonous scorpion cannon into his ring, an accident happened.

A group of steel golems, their heads flashing with a dangerous red light, walked neatly and ran towards Morey and the others.

Originally, Morey also planned to directly dismantle this team of steel golems, after all, there were only ten steel golems, and it was enough for the three of them to divide each point, but when Morey swept it, he immediately ran with the two of them for their lives.

No matter who it is, even if the tyrannosaurus is on the scene, and encounters ten steel golems of legendary strength coming towards him, he has to flee for his life.

Fortunately, although these steel golems are amazingly powerful, they still run slower than them after all, so they can run all the way to this place.

Here, although he was chased like a rabbit for more than an hour, Morey had to admire those ancient peers, how did you put infrared exploration and heat sensing on these big guys?

Every time he hid, with a bang, a huge iron fist smashed into the door and wall, and he finally had to divide his troops and take advantage of the opportunity of Balta to lead these steel golems around in a circle, looking for a safe house that could resist the attacks of these guys.

Thankfully, they finally found the right room before Balta was smashed into meatloaf.

This should have been a workshop dedicated to cleaning out abandoned machinery, not much else, those heavy scrapped steel shells were enough to build a solid iron wall for them, and the passage was narrow enough to accommodate two golems at most, according to Morey's estimation, this was enough to block the golem attacks for them for 15 minutes, enough to find the control room that still controlled them, and shut them down.

Yes, Morey was pretty sure that the shiny steel golems were from the same control room, otherwise it would have been such a coincidence that so many golems had found themselves at the same time.

Now his [Exploration] realm is still ineffective, and Morey can only rely on the magic notes he obtained from the mage's apprentice room to figure it out.

Here Morey has to admire his good habit of planning ahead, or collecting information, otherwise it would be much less efficient to just search for the memory fragments in the blood moon.

"Let's go!"

Morey found a wall with a black oil-stained handprint and kicked it hard.

Near the base of the wall, a black hole large enough for one person to burrow into suddenly appeared, a "secret passage" discovered by a mage apprentice who had worked in the abandoned machine factory here.

Of course, it is a "secret passage", but it is just an abandoned debris passage, but unlike those passages that lead directly to the furnace, the abandoned smelting workshop that this "secret passage" leads to has been closed, so in the past, this mage apprentice used this as his secret base to relieve the boring life of a maintenance apprentice.

The passage was unusually smooth, and it was supposed to be the work of the mage's apprentice, a boredom.

The whirring wind swept by, and in the dark passage, only the sound of the robes vibrating could be heard.

Suddenly, Morey's body lightened, and the whole person no longer rotated, but fell downward in a parabola.

Boom!

With a crisp sound of a spring, Morey, who had just landed, was directly bounced up by the cushion under his body, and the whole person happened to be helped up by this elastic force.

Balta and Hyde were also slid out of the aisle.

Through the faint glow of fluorescent stone overhead, Morey could tell that it was a small hill made of a large pile of scrap metal.

All kinds of rusted and tattered metal piled up here, and they stood at the very top of this iron mountain.

Not far from them, there was a metal throne made of geared steel pipes, which seemed to be the evil taste of the mage's apprentice.

I don't know what it's like for him to sit on this gear throne every day, looking at the continuous metal mountains under his feet.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a faint muffled sound overhead, which woke Morey.

Now is not the time to relax, Morey found the exit and hurriedly ran over with Hyde and Balta.

When the rusted door was opened, a normal spiral staircase appeared, if you discard the fact that it was a hollowed-out iron ladder and at least a few hundred feet above the ground.

Morey looked around, and when he saw that the door with the four-cornered diamond was not far from his feet, he finally smiled.

That's the control room where the Iron Golems hunt them down.

Without further ado, the three of them ran wildly and soon came to the control room.

But when they reached the door, they were stumped, there was a huge turntable password at the door of the control room, and those mage apprentices didn't have the password for the gate that was strong enough to withstand the dragon's breath attack.

Morey thought for a moment and took out the dismembered spider golem from the half-plane.

When Morey dismantled the spider golem before, he found that this mechanical puppet was different from other puppets, simply put, above the soul box that controlled the puppet's consciousness, Morey saw a vague afterimage of a spider, which was the external manifestation of the golem's independent consciousness.

In the notes of the mage's apprentices, the spider golem who had been playing with them condensed quite a lot of their resentment, so much so that the spider-shaped golem nicknamed "Trickster" was mentioned in the magic notes of different people.

Originally, the apprentice's life was already very hard, but when he dragged his tired body back to his room to rest after finishing his work, he found that his bed was a pile of ruins, and anyone would curse from the depths of his soul.