Chapter 3373 - Untitled

"What is this place?"

"Prepare for battle! Everyone, prepare for battle!"

"I'm wounded. Where are the Medusas? I'm wounded!"

After the previous two teleportations, none of the devilized people dared to underestimate the danger of the dark space that had been sealed for ten thousand years.

Fearing that some other man-eating vines or ferocious demon beasts might show up, they all raised their weapons high as if they were faced with a great enemy. The steam-assisted power units on their armor spurted out powerful air currents, pushing the sharpness of their weapons three to five meters away and illuminating a small space.

It was beyond his expectation. There was nothing but dead silence.

Below his feet was not soft and moist humus, but real metal.

Theresa lowered her head and discovered that she was standing on the deck of a super-large warship from thousands of years ago.

After thousands of years, the deck was as bright as before. Except for the thin layer of dust, there was no sign of rust at all. Even the words carved on the ground were clearly visible.

It was a pity that the language was a variation of the language of the primeval civilization, and it employed a lot of abbreviations that were exclusive to the fleets. Theresa read it for a long time and did not see anything wrong.

The devils who survived the disaster gradually realized that this space was different from the previous two. It did not seem dangerous—at least, there was no danger of them being alive.

They whispered to each other and dispersed, searching for the last teleportation array leading to the crimson palace.

Soon, as they released the lanterns that were floating in midair automatically, their surroundings were illuminated.

This place should be a warehouse or a workshop of an enormous giant.

Countless black containers, conveyor belts, and assembly lines were standing around.

On the two sides of many assembly lines, hundreds of mechanical arms were arranged. Other people might not know them, but Theresa could tell that they were for maintenance or assembling work.

"What is this?"

She was about to observe carefully when the devils shouted in delight not far away.

Holding Princess Summer's hand, Theresa, Hela, and Natasha followed Black Jack, only to discover that several devils had opened a container and carried the goods out.

No. More precisely speaking, they did not open it. The container had been damaged thousands of years ago during the apocalypse. All the goods and components inside were scattered on the ground. All they needed to do was pick them up casually.

One of the devils picked up something that looked like a cylinder. He groped for a moment and put it on his wrist.

The Strong Arm Clan was best at maintenance and modification in the Blood Demon Sector. They were particularly fond of tools.

They might have been the descendants of the mechanics in the fleet in the old days. Many ancient technologies had been carved into their genes, and they had an almost instinctive ability to manipulate the legacy of their ancestors.

When Theresa ran over, she happened to see that the devilized man had groped for a while and pressed some sort of mechanism that made a green halo appear on the surface of the cylinder.

The halo kept blinking, turning from bright green to deep green, from deep green to orange, and from orange to crimson. It was blinking more and more frequently.

Not good!

Theresa's pupils constricted violently.

Naturally, she recognized what it was. It was a f*cking hand cannon designed for anti-landing combat inside a warship.

"Get down!"

Theresa hurried to pull Princess Summer, Hela, and Natasha.

BOOM!

Hardly had the three of them fallen to the ground when the hand cannon controlled by the muscular demons released a cluster of dazzling plasma that brushed past the heads of the demons and hit a giant container on the opposite side.

The demon did not expect that the hand cannon would be so powerful and have such a high recoil. His arm was blown away by the cannonball, and his internal components were all damaged.

Thankfully, the arms of the strong arms were man-made objects with multiple kinds of magical equipment embedded inside. They could be repaired even if they were damaged.

He held his arm. There was no pain on his face, but he was staring at the broken container.

A giant hole suddenly appeared on the cargo crate, melting a large area of thick metal.

"This is… an artifact! An artifact!"

After the collapse of civilization and the loss of technology, the devils had returned to the era of steam. They had never seen such authentic super weapons before.

In a moment, the demon holding the hand cannon was dancing and shouting in excitement.

"Artifact, artifact, artifact!"

It seemed to be an arsenal that had been sealed for thousands of years. Many demons nearby had picked up the original weapons of the Primeval Clan.

They had never seen such advanced ancient technology before. With the explosions of plasma, mystic rays, and magical energy, earsplitting thunders were echoing nearby. One container after another was opened violently. Intimidated by the dazzling weapons, they all rushed into the containers in panic.

"Why are there so many advanced weapons in the depths of the Blood Demon Sector?"

Princess Summer and the rest of them were all shocked. They looked at Theresa and said, "Let's pick up some weapons to protect ourselves, too. I wonder what kind of dangers are lurking inside the crimson palace!"

Without them knowing, Theresa had become their pillar of support.

I only need to pick up two items. I should hurry up and find the teleportation array.

Theresa had seen a lot of things in her life. She wouldn't really consider such defensive weapons to be 'artifacts'.

For some reason, she felt that there were invisible dangers lurking in the darkness that were even more terrifying than the previous two enclosed spaces.

"Why?"

All the girls were dazed for a moment. They did not expect that Theresa would be so calm and not at all fooled by the primeval magical equipment.

It was especially so for Natasha, the captain of the mercenary group. She was a battle maniac. Seeing that the devils were picking up the mini cannons and chainswords with unbelievable power, she had been itching to try for a long time. "We need more powerful weapons. Look, the devils have opened a lot of containers. Very advanced armor seems to be hidden inside. There are also iron giants that are even larger than the armor!

"I know."

Theresa said in annoyance, "But none of that will help. The test of the crimson palace is not so simple that you can pass it with a chainsword or an advanced magical armor.

"Besides, the last space before the crimson palace turned out to be an arsenal that had been sealed for a long time. Don't you think it is too much of a coincidence?

"For some reason, I feel that the test of the crimson palace has begun. If you want to pass the test, you should not be fooled by the weapons!