Chapter 2685 The Killer and the Revenant (Part 2)
Finally, the killers came to the entrance of the underground laboratory. McCarty carefully released a concealed servo skull first - the killer must not only be proficient in weapons, Be tool savvy too.
Soon a huge, high-vaulted secret room appeared on the miniature screen in McCarty's hand. It was no different from what he saw last time. Even many lights were still on, including the huge one. The explosion-proof doors are open, and the Mechanicus archaeologists stationed here are protected - not only to protect them from the outside world, but also to ensure that the outside world is not affected by anything they may accidentally discover. .
After confirming that there was nothing unusual, the team quietly entered the hall from the pipe, and their superhuman senses were keen to detect any threats, but nothing else appeared here.
The walls of the hall are lined with rows of meditators, some have been shattered, and some are still running quietly. The array of meditators extends to another huge vaulted hall with armored glass. The boxes, the workbench piled with datapads, and the shattered remains of sample tubes on the floor showed what had been contained here, and McCarty knew what it had been—the remains of those metallic demons.
"The remains of those metal demons have been taken away."
McCarty observed while walking towards a damaged glass box, and at the same time, his spiritual communication was never interrupted.
"The metal demons came to take away their kind, and the mechanical slave masters disturbed them."
He touched the broken device with his hand, then turned to look at the others There are traces of hasty evacuation and fighting everywhere, tools and instruments are messy, and there are scorch marks and scratches everywhere.
“Once those slave soldiers lose their masters, it stands to reason that they will either go into a downtime state or return to the predetermined evacuation point. But the group just now was obviously in a frantic state.”
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"Captain, look here."
After receiving the signal from the team members, McCarty immediately walked to where the other party was, in front of an open metal container. .
He looked in the direction of his teammates' fingers and found a body lying in the empty container. He walked in carefully, pushed the body, and turned it over.
It was a young woman wearing a Mechanicus robe, with only a ball of ragged flesh and broken bones left on her still-physical face. It seemed that she planned to hide inside when something unexpected happened, but she still couldn't. Before I could close the container, something broke in——
Death was quick and sudden.
McCarty pondered for a moment, then called the team members to start moving. So far, they had not found any metal ghosts, and now they had to find an entrance.
According to the inference of the bishops, the metal demons reacted so violently to the underground laboratory of the mechanical slave owners. They must have touched something important or an area, which is probably the real lair of the metal demons. , from here it may be possible to enter the enemy's core area and detect key intelligence - what the cult lacks most now is intelligence. Without accurate intelligence, all subsequent decisions are likely to be wrong.
Then they entered the next room, a place that McCarty had not seen either.
“A killing.”
This place is already a purgatory. The dirty blood and oil on the laboratory floor have not dried up. These liquids came from the skitarii, servitors and The horrific wounds on the corpses of the handymen gushed out. It was unknown whether they were brutally killed by the enemy or killed each other in a violent frenzy. In short, there was no trace of the metal demons here.
Passing through the laboratory, the silent killers walked into a huge domed hall. Sets of beams, cranes and gantry occupied most of the cave space. A set of scaffolding was erected around it, with four-legged tanks. The blocky cockpit was partially stripped away, covered in hoses and fuel lines, and housed in a maintenance shop on one side.
Limp servo arms dangled around the brackets, and the same lifeless corpses were everywhere, splattered with blood and oil. Among the corpses, McCarty saw a corpse with only half left. Its upper body disappeared directly from the waist, and the incisions showed a state of dissolution. He could not think of any weapon with such destructive power. , but looking at this guy's gold-rimmed red robe, he knew that this was a being with a high status among mechanical slave owners. They were generally called sages.
Going deeper along the passage that buzzed with static electricity, the killers finally came to a triangular hall. At the end of the hall, black stones sparkled, and the words on them were like liquid silver. Likewise, the arch appears on the black rock mass, tall and slender, with perfect geometry and straightness.
“This is it”
As McCarty walked over, the surrounding darkness was pierced by powerful floodlights, illuminating intricate traces of silvery metal embedded in every surface of the black rock mass—the walls, floors, and ceilings shimmering with captured starlight. .
"Let's go, for the sake of the Order, we must find out the origins of these metal demons."
Taking a deep breath, the killers leaned towards the corridor covered with silver patterns. .
After walking for more than ten meters, the knee-high steps began to descend, followed by hundreds of long meters. The alien killers jumped over these huge steps nimbly. McCarty was thinking about the purpose of such magnificent steps. Used by something, are there any larger entities of these metal demons?
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Occasionally they would stop and use the miniature photographic equipment in their hands to record everything around them, mainly those symbols, geometric shapes and circles arranged in a row, formed by continuous lines.
The symbols hang on walls, on the ground and high up, giving the impression that the meaning of this unique language is conveyed by the whole rather than individual elements.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, the gleaming black passage ahead of them, etched in the style of an ancient civilization, stretched into the darkness beyond the reach of their sight.
After walking for a long time, the corridor tilted in two directions, but left a rather large front hall. Five killers now occupied this place. In front of the new barrier, they seemed so small and insignificant. Those The opening of the huge door may indicate that something ancient and terrible will bring them doom.
But McCarty did not flinch at all. He stepped forward and began to study how to enter.
It was at this time that all the killer species heard a rushing sound coming from the passage they were walking through.
“Watch the back!”
The killer on guard at the rear of the team raised his personal weapon, which was an ancient and beautifully crafted short dart gun, belonging to a certain mechanical priest. relics.
Soon, the unique pop of the dart shotgun sounded, the angry red whip was sharp and real, it penetrated something, and the green shimmer was blown away in a blinding flash. , like a candle that has been blown out.
However, more "candles" were also lit.
(End of this chapter)