Inside the dome-shaped building, there are many rib-like beams supporting the ceiling, and there are no other supports. A corridor and a line, all smooth and without edges and corners. This architectural structure looks more like the interior of some kind of giant beast than an artificial creation.

The heavy steel gates that closed behind Muhadi kept the surging red mist and ghosts out, and the telemancers were safe, at least for the time being.

Muhadi touched his left rib cage, and his fingertips felt a wet. In Fang Cai's frenzied escape, he accidentally injured himself, as if he had broken a rib. Bone-shattering teeth cut through muscles, and blood soaked a palm-sized piece of clothing.

Now he could feel the broken bones rubbing against the lobes of his lungs and chest muscles in a normal human suffice, and the psychic just reached out his finger into the wound and fumbled for a few bone fragments.

He tore a cloth belt from his robe and wrapped it haphazardly. This place is calm on the surface, but it can also hide murderous intentions, so you have to guard against it.

The interior of the building shimmered with a flickering light, which flowed down from the ceiling, soft and not dazzling. There is no shadow of any qiē illuminated by it.

It seemed like a museum, or a zoo, and Muhathir had the idea. And it's much bigger inside than it looks on the outside, and it seems that some space technology is used. He hadn't gone far before he saw a number of strange skeletons that looked like they belonged to some strange ancient creatures.

Some of the skeletons were the size of a human hand, but they had six limbs and a long tail, and their eye sockets filled almost the entire skulls. Some of the skeletons are so big that they make people doubt their eyes. Muhadi saw a huge set of skeletal claws, with little thumbs hundreds of feet long, and it would take twenty men to hug them. As for the skeleton's body, it's long gone.

A ghost appeared next to the skeleton of the giant hand, and for a moment Muhadi thought that the halfling ghost had returned. But when he turned his head to look at it, he knew that he had been very wrong.

The ghost was a female halfling, whom al-Muhadi recognized as the one depicted in the fountain sculpture. Then, he was not a ghost, but some kind of holographic projection, made possible by an unknown advanced technology.

"Welcome to visit...... , you are the 1,624,000 here...... "The projection suspended in the air was introduced in the intermittent ancient halfling language," the visitor ....... It sounded like a partially demagnetized tape recorder.

"This corpse ...... Present in ...... , "The projection continues. “...... Our Scholars...... Successful replication ...... Although its size seems to us to be horrific enough......"

“...... But in the original world, it was just a microorganism like a bacterium......"

“...... Dangerous...... Dangerous...... Danger ......" The sound ends here.

Muhati looked at the bones of this huge and friendless creature, which was just a microbe, like a bacterium, and made one wonder what the world it had lived in was like.

The projection flickered and vanished, and Muhathir moved on.

The psychic warlock is looking for a way to get out safely from here. This ruin is too strange and full of mysteries. If it were a different time, he wouldn't mind exploring it, but now that he's almost exhausted and injured, he'd rather leave.

The interior of the egg-shaped building seemed to be divided into a number of different functional areas, and after walking for a while, the telemancer came across the projection again.

The image of the translucent woman suddenly appeared in the air like the first time, and an intermittent voice came: "...... Welcome to visit, today is this ...... The first day of the opening...... High Evolutionaries welcome all ...... Enjoy ......"

The word High Evolver, which is mentioned several times in this fragmented passage, leaves a deep impression on the Psychic Warlock.

The sound is incomplete and cannot form a complete sentence. Muhati stood and listened for a while, but still couldn't hear much useful content. I only know that this is a museum-like or zoo-like place, and it belongs to a person called a high evolutionary. Combined with what he had heard from the halfling ghosts, Muhathir speculated that this "High Evolutionary" was the Ilya of the halfling civilization who had transformed himself countless times.

The projection disappeared as soon as Muhathir walked away, as if it could detect the telemancer's departure.

On the ground in front of us were piled up with several skeletons, all of which belonged to halflings, and their bones still had signs of being eaten. When Muhati saw it, he knew something was wrong, because some of the traces were very new, not quite like they were left over from the Teal Age.

If this was really a zoo, would there still be animals in the zoo that survived?

The thought made Muhadi shudder, no matter what ancient creature it was, he didn't want to see it until now.

Strict psionic training quickly erased the trace of fear from his consciousness, and the psychic sorcerer immediately left the place.

Before he could go far, rumbling footsteps could be heard behind him, and a monster was catching up. Judging by the frequency of the footnotes, this pursuer not only ran fast, but also had far more than four legs.

Muhadi's legs sprang, and the wound on his chest was oozing blood, but he couldn't take care of it. The Psychic Mancer picked up the path and ran, hoping that the pursuers would not be able to enter such a narrow space. But his hope was disappointed, and after running for a long time, he could still see a bloody mouth chasing after him when he looked back.

Muhadi couldn't see the whole picture of this creature clearly, and could only clearly feel the dangerous aura emanating from the other party's body. Even if you can win a war with it, it will inevitably outweigh the losses.

Seeing that he was about to be caught by the monster, the Psychic Warlock saw a door in front of him, and without hesitation, he opened it and rushed in. He rushed in and immediately closed the door shut, keeping the monster out.

There was a loud bang. Muhadi felt himself shaken throughout. It seems that the monster still refuses to give up, and unwillingly bangs on the door.

Boom! The Psychic Warlock pressed the door firmly against his back, knock, knock, knock!

Finally, the monster seemed to realize that its brute strength was useless, and left in a huff. Muhati breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the danger was over.

The translucent female projection appeared in front of the telemancer at this moment, and the soft female voice came intermittently: "...... Good...... It is the private property of a highly evolved person...... It is not part of the area that is open for all-day visits...... Please ...... between 14 and 18 o'clock"

Although the other party can't speak, the meaning is very clear. The translucent little woman wanted to get the psychomancer out of here, but Muhadi had just escaped from the monster, so how could he return?

"Warning...... Private property has been violated...... ......"

The tone of the projection became tougher, and Muhati thought about it for a moment, but still decided not to go out. If you go out, you will immediately face a ferocious ancient monster, and if you don't go out, at least for the time being, there is no danger.

The soft female voice turned into a cold mechanical voice, "One last warning, leave, or you will attack!"

Muhadi refused to leave, and then he found himself in big trouble again.

A large group of mechanical figures suddenly flipped out from behind the wall and formed a semi-circle formation to encircle Muhadi in the middle. The traps here are very different from the piles of broken metal outside, they look brand new, they don't feel sluggish, and they look like a very intractable enemy.

The weapon in the hands of the machine man, Muhadi had never seen before, like some kind of crossbow arrow capable of shooting bone spears. However, this crossbow has no bowed arms or bowstrings, and relies on some kind of creature to fold its muscles to shoot ammunition.

The Psychic Warlock looked down at the dagger in his hand, feeling very unreliable.

The machine attacked, and a dozen bone spears were inserted into the position where Muhadi had just stood. The Psychic Sorcerer ducked to the side, only the corners of his robes were torn a little.

These spears were so sharp that they plunged more than a foot into the wall. Muhadi tried to fight back, deceived himself into the side of a mechanical man, and stabbed him with a dagger.

The dagger stabbed into the machine, and with a click, it was slashed open. The Psychic swerved to one side, narrowly avoiding the other man's return fire.

The people of the agency advanced and retreated in a measured manner, and took turns to come forward and fight. They always keep the rhythm of half fighting, half blocking the escape route. Muhadi tried to break through several times, but was blocked by several agency people, and he lost his ground, making the wolf bèi extremely dangerous.

These halflings of combat machinery carry crossbows in one hand and serrated swords in the other. This terrifying-looking weapon was attached directly to their elbows, and they couldn't be removed. Psychic warlocks can't take weapons for their own use.

Rather than fighting, Mohathir's current situation is more of a struggle to survive. The combat effectiveness of a single machine person is at the top of that of a well-trained samurai, not only between advance and retreat. Every time the sword is swung, the angle is extremely tricky and powerful.

The formation of more than a dozen machine men is even more difficult to deal with, as if there is some unknown connection between them, and they cooperate seamlessly, as if they are connected into a whole with dozens of hands and dozens of feet. Muhadi struck to the left, and the mechanics in front of him automatically retreated to block, and the other two mechanics attacked from both sides, and the others either blocked the retreat or prepared for it, in short, each with its own effect and orderly.

Muhadi's dagger does little damage to these enemies, and the limbs and torso of the machine men are protected by armor. These armors have mysterious ancient patterns on them, and they appear to be bronze, but they are exceptionally strong.

The Psychic Warlock made several attempts to attack the gears and hinges that had leaked out of the joints of the trap, but to no avail. The agency people seem to be very experienced, know how to protect their weaknesses, and are not arrogant or impatient, never rush to attack, and always advance and retreat together with the agency people around them, making people have no idea where to start.

In a short period of time, Muhathir received two more wounds on his back, one at the shoulder blade, cutting his latissimus dorsi. The other was on his side, and blood oozed as soon as he twisted around.

He also had a new wound on his forearm, which was left by a bone spear. The skin near the wound was blackened, and the blood that flowed out had turned a strange dark color, as if it had been poisoned.

The Psychic Warlock was almost cornered, and even the Mind Demon Seed in the depths of his soul was about to move, as if he wanted to surface. Muhadi didn't intend to give up control of his body, so he retreated to the wall in desperation, reaching out and pulling the door open.

Muhadi exited the door, and the organisers immediately stopped their attack, stood in a line, and stared at him.

The monster, which had already gone away, seemed to smell the breath of a psychic warlock at this moment, turned around and ran back. It was a large demon hunting spider, larger than the largest horse Muhadi had ever seen. Its eight long legs extend no less than 14 feet long, and it weighs as much as an adult Asian elephant.

Muhadi did not know the name of the monster, which he thought looked like a giant lobster with mosquito legs and walking. It was covered in a mottled dark purple carapace, and its eight small blood-red eyes exuded ferocity.

The Psychic Warlock faced the monster and counted from one to ten, and just as the claws at the ends of the spider's front limbs were about to grab him, he dodged and hid in the door.

Naturally, the monster refused to let go of its prey, and the demon hunting spider put away its long limbs and squeezed in through the door.

The Organisers, who had been waiting for him, began to attack Muhadi again, and the latter secretly prayed in his heart that he would not be cocooned.

The translucent projection reappeared, repeating to the Demon Hunter Spider who rushed in to disrupt the situation, that you had broken into private territory, and that you would attack if you left. Whether the monster understood the warning, Muhati didn't know. However, it clearly had no intention of leaving, and continued to hunt down the Psychic Warlock.

Seeing that the warning was ineffective, the authorities began to attack the demon hunting spiders. In this way, the pressure on the originally clumsy Del Psychic Warlock was greatly reduced, and he finally had a chance to breathe.

The bite of the Demon Hunter is poisonous, but has no effect on lifeless traps. The venom that could see the blood seal the throat on the latter's body was nothing more than a foul-smelling mass of mucus. However, its claws are still very threatening, capable of tearing through the metal armor of the Cypter. It can't be fatal, but it can do a lot of damage.

Fearless, the machine man fearlessly rushed forward to meet the monster. Their serrated swords left a lot of wounds on the monster's carapace, but they didn't seem to have much effect other than to anger the other side.

Demon Hunters shoot out their webs and entangle these annoying iron bumps. Muhadi took advantage of the two sides to run far away, passing through several doors in a row, before he relieved himself and held on to the wall and gasped for breath.

"I'm really shocked that you've come so far. A voice came from above.

Muhadi knew the voice, it was the voice of the ancient halfling ghost. He lifted up to look for the other, but couldn't see anything. His psionic ability didn't feel any traces of the other party's zài.

"It's not a good idea to kill such a good offspring as yours, trust me. The voice came again, with a tone of regret. "I was sad myself when I made the decision to leave you outside. I didn't expect you to be swallowed up by the red mist and the sea of ghosts outside, which means that I have to make another decision that makes me unhappy. ”

This time Muhadi was now where the voice came from, there was a small black box above his head, like some ancient machine, and the source of the sound was there.

"You don't have to be upset. Muhadi responded, not knowing if the other party could hear it. "You can't kill me. ”

"Confident, courageous. The halfling's voice came from the small black box again. "You do have many great qualities. When I made my big mistake, I thought that Atas was finished, and that it would just become a lifeless death star. But I underestimated the greatness of life, Atas did not die, and our descendants became even better than ourselves. ”

"You are wrong, humans are not descendants of halflings. ”

"It's you who are at fault. The halfling's voice rang out. "I'm the best biotechnologist myself, and I've seen too many halflings in you...... But it doesn't matter if this qiē is gone, anyway, your big human race is about to perish. ”

"Alarmist. ”

"Hehe, alarmist?" the halfling actually laughed, although the laughter was a little sad. "You don't know one thing yet, the red tide was created by me, and its loss of control is not a mistake, it is a conspiracy that I carefully planned. ”

"You asked me why you didn't kill the man with a qiē and kill the High Evolutionary?" the halfling's voice continued. "Our civilization is a peaceful civilization, a stable civilization, and you will not understand how serious the crime of murder is...... But I did want to kill the High Evolutionaries, and I did!"

"Red Tide is my weapon, I want to use it to kill that man and take back my love. ”

There is a love story behind the red tide that ended the blue era? Muhathir felt incredulous. He was indeed a genius, but since becoming a psychic warlock, he had become particularly dull in some ways.

"He cheated on her, stole her, and she loved me...... I didn't want to live anymore, and I was going to die with the High Evolutionary, so I did something to the red tide. "Maybe it's been thousands of years without a person to talk to, and the ghost of the halfling seems to be extraordinarily talkative.

"But the power of the red tide is beyond my imagination, it has killed almost everyone in the world...... Only the damn man hid in his dome and escaped. I tried to unblock the core area, but I was killed by the guards who thought I was plotting. ”

No wonder his bones were in the control room without red mist, hearing this, Muhadi thought.

"Your arrival has given me the opportunity to correct my mistakes. You unblocked me and allowed me to get in. The halfling said. "It doesn't matter if you sue you now. At the heart of this dead city, there is a door to time and space, and I want to open it and go back in time. ”

"I'm going to stop my old self, I'm going to stop the red tide from raging. Even if it means watching my beloved being embraced by another man. For thousands of years, I have figured out that individual emotions cannot be compared with the survival of races. If I really love her, then I should let her live happily. ”

"Once I pass through the gate of time and space and change history, then your race will no longer exist, or even be born at all. The halfling said. "It's a shame, but I have to. For species, survival is the greatest ......"

"I must kill you lest you interfere with my plans. I don't expect you to understand me, but I want you to at least die to understand. ”

"Now, the Guards," the halfling commanded in a voice. "Kill the intruder!"

As soon as the words fell, a large group of mechanical men climbed out from behind the walls in all directions, and surrounded the wounded Muhadi.

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