Although the dust that had been flowing for tens of thousands of years had covered these war wreckage with a layer of dim seal.
Weeds, vines, and all kinds of suspicious humus, as well as the snakes, bugs, rats, and ants that thrived in the humus, were all nesting on them.
The rust had corroded the body and the precise structure that used to be glorious, and the purple mist added a mysterious air of magic to them.
However, Theresa could still recognize the marvelous mechanical mechanisms, the dense distribution of tubes, and even the control chips and artificial nerve centers that were similar to crystal processors that were hidden below the rust.
Of course, the super enormous armor and war machines were designed in a style vastly different from the Crystal Suit and the Colossi in the Pangu universe.
They were more like "Great Iron City", the iron body that A Boxing Champion had created in the Land of Sins to challenge "Manjusaka, the City in the Sky".
In other words, it was not the style of a world of Cultivators but a product of a world of magic.
Of course, Theresa was very certain that both Cultivation and magic were essentially the utilization of spiritual energy. They were a kind of extraordinary technology that could be explored, studied, learned, absorbed, and improved. There was nothing groundless or uncanny about it.
It appeared that the Emerald Continent used to be a world of advanced technology, too. Chances were that its technology was even more advanced than the Pangu universe right now.
However, most of the technology had been lost because of the fault of the civilization. Even the locals living there had gradually forgotten the glory of the past and truly regarded the so-called "magic" as a gift from the gods.
Such a phenomenon of the collapse of the civilization and the loss of technology was nothing unusual in the three thousand Sectors in the Pangu universe.
Leaving aside the collapse of the Star Ocean Imperium, the closer ones, such as the "Martial Meritocrats Sector", Theresa's hometown, had degenerated into a "Land of Sins" where the strong preyed on the weak in only a few hundred years because of Blackstar the Great's thunderous fury.
According to the heritage of the Primeval Clan that Li Yao received, countless branches of the Primeval Clan formed fleets in exile when the Flood ravaged the universe in the past and dispersed to the edge of the multiverse, giving birth to all kinds of brilliant civilizations, including the civilization of the Cultivators in the Pangu universe.
It seemed that the wizardly civilization on the Emerald Continent must've been one of the refugees who escaped from the Flood at that time. Chances were that they were from the same fleets of exile as A Boxing Champion's hometown!
It seems that I've come to the right place.
Theresa thought to herself. My mission is to find the descendants of the refugees of the Primeval Clan who were hiding from the Flood in the past so that they could be condensed into an indestructible whole and a brand-new 'Alliance of Arsonists'!
Although the locals of the Emerald Continent were not as strong as before, as mysterious as their magic, they could help the people of the Pangu universe, of course, of the Pangu of of the universe as of the spiritual energy as they were.
If I can persuade them to join me, the 'Alliance of Arsonists' will have a great start.
It's a pity that my starship was damaged when I was teleported here, and I can't even reach out to my hometown, much less go home. Besides, how can I go home with such a body? If Li Jialing sees my current appearance, especially the two lumps on my chest, he will definitely laugh himself to death. How can I be a man by then? It's too embarrassing!
Got it. It seems that the 'primeval black magic' must be related to the extraordinary magic technology before the civilization was broken. Chances are that I can find a magical starship that is still intact deep inside the Bloody Battle Demon Sector.
After all, I've trained with Boss Bai for so many years. Navigating a starship is not a problem for me at all. Even if it's a starship of the wizardly civilization, I have a thirty to fifty percent chance of success with the skills that I learned from A Boxing Champion. At the very least, I can reach out to A Boxing Champion in the Pangu universe through the magic communication devices here. The odds of success are quite high.
"By the way, I suspect that the 'primeval black magic' involves the mysteries of gene adjustment and chromosomal mutation. That's why the sex of the test subjects can be changed freely. Speaking of which, why does the primeval black magic have to do with changing men and women? It's too evil and annoying.
"Is it possible that the ratio of men and women in the exile fleet at that time was unbalanced, and some of the male refugees had to be turned into women so that the entire race could reproduce? It can't be. The exile fleet of the Primeval Civilization at that time was quite technologically advanced. Asexual reproduction, artificial wombs, gene duplication technology … It can't be that they did not have any of those, right? Why did they have to turn men into women? Was it that inefficient? "
Theresa really could not figure it out.
However, she was sure that the weird things that had happened to her were not magic but technology.
Since it was technology, it was possible to reverse the situation. No, it was not possible, but they had to take back everything that they had lost, not even a millimeter less!
"Theresa?"
At this moment, she felt a pain in her wrist. Princess Summer had grabbed her tightly.
"Huh?"
Theresa broke free from her complicated thoughts. When she looked up, she saw a burning wind rushing toward them from afar like a moving city wall.
"The wind is blowing. Be careful, everyone. We'll transmigrate to the Bloody Battle Demon Realm at any moment!" Blackjack yelled not far away.
He wanted to jump over and grab Theresa to protect her in his chest.
Theresa, however, took a step back silently and pretended to be panicked. She hid behind Princess Summer and avoided Blackjack's "evil claws".
Blackjack was slightly dazed. The situation was critical, and many girls were screaming. He did not force them. Instead, he turned around and went to take care of the panicked harems in the flying sand and stones.
Theresa put her arms around Princess Summer from behind.
"Hold me tight."
She did not allow Princess Summer to refuse and said to her somewhat rudely.
"D-Don't be afraid."
Looking at the overwhelming wind, Princess Summer was scared out of her wits, but she did not forget to comfort Theresa. "It's okay. Lord Blackjack will protect us."
"Of course we'll be okay."
Theresa grinned, and her eyes shone with confidence and stubbornness. "Even without Blackjack's protection, we can fight side by side and protect ourselves. Always remember this, Sister Summer."
The strong wind was like a giant wave, surging and mighty.
This was not an ordinary wind, but a ripple in the folds of space. It was the edge of two shattered worlds that crashed into each other.
Theresa saw that as the wall of wind swept across the land, many towering war wreckages that had been standing on the ground like towering towers suddenly disappeared. Presumably, they had been blown to the Bloody Battle Demon Realm by the strong wind.
There were also many strange-looking war wreckages and demon beast skeletons on the ground. They were all swept out of the Bloody Battle Demon Realm by the space ripples and blown into the glorious world.
"Forward!"
Blackjack waved his hand fiercely and roared at the space ripples, "Bloody Battle Demon Realm, here we come!"
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