There was a rumbling sound all around.
An ominous red light flashed in the distance.
The sound of steel colliding and lubricant being injected came from the air, as if some kind of ancient beast was waking up and crawling out of the abyss that had been dormant for billions of years.
Theresa felt more and more uneasy.
"Run!"
Her voice was stern. "Go find the teleportation circle now and leave this place, now!"
Black Jack looked at her deeply, then narrowed his eyes and looked into the depths of the arsenal that was shrouded in fog, darkness, and red light.
"Theresa is right."
Black Jack agreed with Theresa. "Let's go, let's go find the teleportation circle!"
Now that Blackjack had spoken, no one dared to object anymore. Even Natasha, the battle maniac, resisted the temptation with only one shoulder cannon and a chainsword powered by magic crystals, and hurriedly fled into the depths of the arsenal.
Soon, the Great Elder of the Turin Clan interpreted the magic runes left on the ground and led them to the teleportation circle.
Following them were Queen Medusa and a large number of female warriors from the six major demon clans. These witches were all conquered by Black Jack's manly charm and believed in his words without a doubt.
Under Black Jack's command, the witch of the Strong-Armed Clan immediately rushed to the teleportation circle and began to operate it.
Theresa looked back nervously and found that most of the demons had been lost in the depths of the arsenal and had become slaves of the ancient "artifacts."
At this moment —
Accompanied by an ominous sound of metal rubbing, the red light in the surroundings shone brightly, and the teleportation belt that surrounded the arsenal suddenly started to rotate.
The mechanical arms on both sides of the belt operated dexterously, and small fully automatic war machines gradually took shape on the belt. One by one, they were installed with turrets, armor, tracks, or six-legged anti-joint moving devices.
"Beep beep, beep beep beep!"
On the composite armor shell that was emitting a faint blue luster, the indicator lights flashed with green light, like pairs of green eyes staring at the dancing demons.
These war machines jumped down from the end of the conveyor belt one after another. Shaking their heads, they staggered as they approached the demons.
The overjoyed demons did not realize that a great disaster was coming. Instead, they thought that they had activated another kind of "artifact" that their ancestors had gifted them.
They opened their arms toward the war machines, trying to find a way to control them.
As expected, green rays of light shot out from the green eyes of the war machine and scanned them one by one. It was like a friend or foe identification system, scanning their identities.
However, in the next second, something strange happened!
With a series of rapid buzzing sounds, the green eyes of all the war machines turned scarlet.
From scanning to locking, all kinds of ferocious magic missiles and rays crisscrossed into a deadly web of fire.
The dozens of devils at the front didn't even have time to let out a muffled groan before they were minced into minced meat.
There were also a lot of six-legged, anti-joint war machines that were hundreds of times larger than the hybrids of fleas and spiders. They leaped high and crossed dozens of meters agilely, landing in the middle of the devils. Spinning at a high speed like a gyroscope, they threw out dozens of magic bullets with the centrifugal force.
The destructive flames instantly enveloped an area of several hundred meters. Many demons were directly blasted away. While they were still in the air, they were torn apart and burned fiercely!
This ghastly scene made all the demons on the battlefield tremble with fear.
Watching the battle from afar, Black Jack, Theresa, and the others were also horrified. Looking at each other in bewilderment for a moment, they hurriedly formed a defensive formation and waited.
As if they had just woken up from a dream, the demons finally remembered to run in the direction of the teleportation array.
However, they were already entangled by the war machines, and the path to the teleportation array was cut off. They could only summon the last bit of ferocity in their bones and use the 'divine artifacts' that they had just obtained to fight against the war machines.
"This is the test of the Crimson Palace," Theresa murmured.
"It's like raising poisonous insects. Countless poisonous insects are put together to kill and devour each other. The poisonous insect that survives in the end is the strongest 'king of poisonous insects'. The Crimson Palace doesn't welcome the weak. Only the strong who can charge out of the slaughter of the war machines are qualified to enter the Crimson Palace!"
Before she finished her sentence, a rumble that sounded like a tide echoed again.
Ominous rays of light appeared on the surface of several towering, enormous containers that looked like skyscrapers.
Then, with the light as the boundary, the containers silently slid to the sides, revealing the dark figures of the iron giants inside.
They were iron giants that were even larger than the Colossi.
Even though they had only activated 1% of their strength, they still gave off an unstoppable feeling of suffocation.
The iron giants began to move. They did not need to use weapons at all. With just the stomp of their feet, they could stomp the demons into a thin layer of meat paste.
The demons charged at the iron defense line without caring about anything. Less than one in ten demons could escape to the magic array.
At this moment, the teleportation array had been repaired and filled with enough magic crystals.
The teleportation began. A vague mist rippled around them, and space began to twist.
One of the iron giants noticed the anomaly of the teleportation array and roared as it charged at them.
Everyone stood in the teleportation array. All kinds of long-range weapons shot out a storm of light, but they could not stop the iron giants for even a second.
They had no other choice but to watch as the Steel Godly Demon's demonic palm covered the sky and earth and grabbed at them fiercely.
Whoosh!
Just as the claws were about to smash them into pieces, the teleportation began. Space twisted, split, warped, reassembled, and stabilized.
Boom!
The claws that invaded the teleportation array but were cut off and torn apart neatly by the twisted space fell next to the crowd, making everyone stagger.
Together with the impact on the brain caused by the teleportation, everybody felt that the world was spinning and that they were about to vomit.
However, in the end, they managed to escape from the terrifying armory.
They were safe for now.
They could not hear the screeching sound of metal scraping, and they could not smell the smell of burning flesh and smoke. They looked around, only to find that they were not in hell but a weird cave!
"How did this happen?"
Theresa was confused. "This should be the crimson palace. Why is it a cave?"
According to Theresa's analysis, since the Bloody Battle Demon Sector was a super-large starship of the Primeval Civilization, the so-called 'crimson palace' should be the bridge of the super-large starship, or at least a certain cabin of critical importance inside the starship.
A cave. What was the meaning of that?
The demons who had survived the disaster were also discussing.
Although they did not know the truth about the super-large starship, this cave was not at all similar to the crimson palace.
Was it a new test?
Everyone turned around and looked at the Great Elder of the Turin Clan.
The Great Elder of the Turin Clan's brain was wriggling quickly, and his eyeballs were spinning like gyroscopes, as if he were searching for the answer deep inside his genes or communicating with his ancestors.
Then, he nodded softly and told everyone that this was indeed the crimson palace, except that it was still sealed.
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