As the Inquisition squad deepened, the reality scene quickly became dazzling, and if the pillars were not subject to the change in angles of the twisted columns, Leonard Meyers might have thought they were falling in the same wide room.
The recurrence of the room seemed to have a weird and gloomy feeling, and there seemed to be some intentions in it, although he could not guess what it meant.
But he knew the size of the space very well.
Although this is a closed space, the space is huge, so the concept of space will be distorted to a certain extent in the human brain.
When the room recurs, it implies an infinite direction, they have no substantive functions, nor do they store anything, but they do have meaning.
Some intention to immerse itself in its uniform and flawless crimson red.
They came to the lowest floor, and on several floors, the opening of the exterior had been buried by the geotechnical structure, and the team is now below the depth of the structure being buried.
The brightness of the light is no different from the previous one. The structure of this room is no different from all the rooms they passed by before, but there are no windows. Instead, it is a circular opening, forming a stone tunnel leading to the center of the plateau.
Its shape made Leonard Meyers feel more like a pipe than a passage, and it stretched forward only about 15 meters before being blocked by rocks.
There are no other forks. Their itinerary seems to be about to end.
The Technological Priest premiered before Leonard Meyers asked:
"I still don't have any readings."
The judge said nothing for the time being, and the lights on his helmet emitted a brighter red light, and his frustration seemed to mirror the light around him.
"This kind of ruin is discovered through unnatural means, this kind of work must require strength, and its source must be somewhere."
"But maybe not here."
The one-eyed mercenary suggested again:
"Maybe we're in the wrong direction."
Leonard Meyers looked at the curved outer wall of the pipe and was a little confused about the design of the stone sculpture, so he carefully checked it.
It was built by brick, with almost invisible between the joints, and without grouting, the stones could be perfectly connected together, each stone carved with an image of a room he had just been in, with columns, rows of windows, wide spaces, and reduced to abstract lines.
Connected wires.
Like a circuit.
“This is a machine.”
After a while, Leonard Meyers suddenly said something amazing.
"I get it, we're inside a machine."
"machine?"
The Technological Priest repeated it in a questioning tone, as if Leonard Meyers was a blasphemous heresy.
"look."
Leonard Meyers pointed at the wall.
"We saw so many repetitive rooms, but the rooms themselves made no sense, and they could have collaborated together like cells."
“What to do?”
"I don't know, but I can see the energy that fills it."
"I don't think there is anything that cannot be explained by changes in subspace."
The Technological Priest seemed a little annoyed.
"If this is a machine, it is just a dull machine, and this information has no effect on us."
Leonard Meyers thought for a while, and suddenly fired a round of rubble blocking the road with the gun in his hand.
The rubble soon collapsed, much looser than he thought, and although it was still a difficult task to remove it completely.
At this time, he noticed that the Stormtrooper was waiting.
"What's the discovery?"
“Not found.”
Leonard Meyers is not going to give up. Although there is really no way out at the moment, he has a last choice.
"Hello Melissa, let her come down, I need her strength."
Soon, the judge's order was passed on to the ground, and Melissa then put on her equipment, took her pistol, and followed the Storm into the underground.
She followed their footsteps, and the dull ramming sound of boots on the ground was replaced by the hollow ramming sound of wood.
"Be careful, ma'am."
"Thank you."
She walked onto a narrow platform, but now the world is no longer clearly visible in her mind, full of shadows, and a large area of blank space around her. The striking tap of her cane made her know that she was down to earth.
The colonists built a rough scaffolding on the surface of the building. The pit was located at the base of the gatehouse, where the earth initially collapsed, and where the judge ordered the preliminary excavation.
Secondary excavations continued in the other three cracks, but none had a clear advantage, and most of the efforts were concentrated here.
There are uneven steps here, which are roughly sawed and can wind down the rough platforms.
The further she went, the more blank spaces in the world became, and the more chaotic it became, forcing her to use almost all her spiritual power to block the damage, leaving only a small amount of energy to keep her actions and interact with the material world.
Soon, when entering the darkness, anxiety rose and a bubble formed in her spiritual world.
This is worthless and dangerous. She suppresses it with a stronger force, walked forward and down step by step.
In front of her, the heavy footsteps of the Storm's soldiers changed, and now the echo of the hard stone came.
"We're about to enter the ruins."
She had turned right now.
She lit up the lighting and found that the previous platform was gradually being replaced by a stable structure, when she was passing through the threshold.
Melissa clearly saw the outline of the arch, as if the break from the subspace suddenly stopped. When she entered, her perception increased a hundred times more than before.
Time has disappeared.
The world disappeared.
Only chaos.
Then, she was attacked, and the attack surged from all directions, overwhelming her barriers and immersing her in the deformed energy.
This is not something that is randomly invaded, it has a specific shape, a purpose, and exists in time.
But there is a voice.
It was Leonard Meyers who was calling her name, who grabbed the fragments of reality, fought against the crazy turbulence, and went to the shore, and gradually restored the nature of sound, touch and thought.
Then she was surprised to find that she was still standing, and the judge stood in front of her.
"Can you continue?"
"Can."
The word symbolizes a kind of victory.
"Sir, people say the building is not angry, that's not the case."
"We know there is a twisted energy, that's all."
The judge glanced at the surroundings and said:
"Bird Buyi"
“No change.”
The technician is still speaking.
"It's still an incoherent waveform."
Melissa mumbled and continued to move forward.
As she got further and deeper, she gradually got involved in the storm of spiritual wind, and taking a step was a war in itself.
She achieved one hard victory after another, and the more painful she felt the closer she was to something.
Time broke again, she was in anger and expectation, and when she realized that she was struggling outside of the plane, she had stopped moving.
Leonard Meyers' voice penetrated the haze, as if coming from another distant planet.
"There is no way out, we can't move on."
The effort to speak put her on the verge of collapse, but the responsibility made her stand up straight.
"No, we're very close."
She stretched out her left hand and brushed her palm across the rock wall.