Beast Tamer, Wither Skeleton's Storm Journey

Boom!

Brasse climbed into the passage, looking at the corridor made entirely of metal, and examining the familiar symbols and patterns on the walls.

The Human Warfare Association, and the Mechanical Science Academy.

Cuckoo?

Brassaï put Snowball on the ground and looked around with great curiosity. These alloys had not rotted or rusted after thousands of years.

"The remains of the Mechanical Academy?"

Brassaï looked at the metal around him. The metal used to make this academy of science was even better than the metal used to make himself.

Braseben wanted to dig a few down to repair his wounds, but after thinking it over, he gave up.

He didn't know whether the protection program in the base was still running. If it was still running, destroying the appearance of the base would result in death.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Brase took a step forward and walked towards the depths of the base. Along the way, he saw desolation and ruins, and he saw iron golems like himself.

They were torn into pieces, some were melted down to only half left, in short, they are now just a pile of scrap metal.

Continue walking inside and you can see several skeletons with scattered diamond equipment next to them.

The hilt of the sword was corroded cleanly, and the ground was littered with broken enchanted diamond swords, shattered diamond armor, and dozens of corpses.

"Guards, there are about thirty bodies, a squadron, all dead... and a few Type 4 Iron Golems wearing equipment."

Brassaï walked past the bones and scrap metal, analyzing events that had occurred thousands of years earlier.

A team of elite wither skeletons broke in and slaughtered all the creatures inside. That's all it could do.

"This is the Institute of Science, the heartland of humanity. Have we really won?"

Brasse really couldn't believe that hell could come here. With heavy steps, he walked into the dark base.

Tick~....

Brasse looked at the mess inside the base. There were vines, broken glass, exploded machines, and everything around was in chaos.

"It looks like a test subject escaped and there was a riot. The prison under the laboratory may have been damaged."

Brasse walked across the experimental area, passed the messy cafeteria, and entered the rest area, where there were only bones and rotten wood, and no flies.

Afterwards, Brasse arrived at the energy room. The huge energy engine was still running rumblingly. Brasse walked to the charging port with ease and inserted his left hand into the interface.

Ding! Input successful, energy is being replenished.

As the electricity was replenished, Brasse replenished his energy, but the speed at which coal replenished energy was still too slow.

Ding! Completed

The interface in front of him loosened, Brasse pulled his hand out, and continued to walk deeper into the base with brighter red eyes.

When Brasse walked into the weapons testing area, there was nothing there. Everything was destroyed easily and quickly.

Brasse picked up a staff that had been sawed off vertically from the ground and shook his head helplessly.

To be honest, the staff he was carrying was almost out of function. The energy transmission and loss were enormous, and the speed of using spells was also much slower.

“There’s nothing left here that can be used.

Brasai threw down his staff and continued to walk deeper.

Ding! Verification passed!

Ding! The system is stuck, reporting...

As he passed a checkpoint, the identification mechanical door next to him scanned Brasse and issued a mechanical prompt sound.

Brasse silently looked at the door in front of him that had been violently broken open, listened to the mechanical sound of an error, silently stepped over the ruins, and walked into the dark corridor.

This is the experimental command room and dynamic detection hall. As usual, everything here is in ruins.

Amazingly, the main screen in this hall was still lit.

"Hello, prosecutor."

Brasse looked at the huge screen, was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke.

His voice floated in the air, and nothing responded to him, as if there was no prosecutor.

But after dozens of seconds, the large screen that was still on began to distort and flash black. Several small screens stopped working directly, and finally a huge blue mechanical eyeball appeared on the broken screen.

"Yes...Have the support... arrived?"

Next to the huge screen, a speaker emitted a sharp and distorted voice, reporting mechanically.

"An elite team of Hell raided our research base 74,650,000 system hours ago."

"Under the best efforts of Officer Ben Rabi, all scientific research data has been destroyed. Those that cannot be destroyed are in the restricted area."

Brasse looked at the huge screen. This prosecutor made him feel strange and familiar, just like his former self.

After receiving the intelligence, Brasse skipped the exploration of other places and headed straight for the restricted area laboratory.

Soon, an underground passage appeared in front of Brasse. It was completely flooded with water and was the only way leading to the restricted area.

"Okay, wait for me here."

Brasse put down the snowball, said something, and walked down the stairs covered with green algae.

Pushing aside the floating water plants and rotten wood in front of him, Brasse's red pupils flickered in the turbid water.

Soon, three forks in the road appeared in front of him. Brasse remembered the map on the big screen and turned left.

wow~

After walking for about two minutes, Brasse reached the exit, emerged from the water, and looked at the tightly closed mechanical door in front of him.

"This is it."

Brassaï went to the door and verified his identity.

Ding! Authentication passed, the machine is starting.

呲~

Along with the mechanical braking sound of the switch, the door in front slowly opened. Unlike the dilapidated outside world, the lights here were still on.

Boom!

After the door opened, a human-shaped skeleton slid down and shattered on the ground. Brasse looked at the broken bones that fell in front of the door.

"Were you still scratching at the door before you died?"

Walking into the restricted area, dozens of corpses could be seen scattered everywhere, and Brasse could see traces of gunfire.

There were even several corpses piled together, and there were traces of smoke on the scattered skulls.

Obviously, the people inside did not wait for support. After the initial agonizing wait, they began their final madness before death.

"It looks like someone committed suicide. There are also several piled-up corpses. The one in the middle looks like a female. This should be what humans call reproduction."

Brasse looked at the mess in the restricted area laboratory and looked around for useful things.

The recording equipment had long lost its effectiveness, the paper documents were rapidly weathering, and the further you went inside, the darker it became.

The walls are covered with last words. These top scientific researchers in human history felt endless despair at the end of their lives.

I walked inside and came to the last cabin. I went in and saw that the inside looked much cleaner and more formal.

This cabin is a restricted area research room. In this huge space, there is only a skeleton sitting upright in the main monitoring position, with a bullet mark in the center of the skull.

The first thing Brassai saw, besides the dry bones, was a purple core on the laboratory table.

Looking to the side, a half iron golem with purple rock metal patterns all over its body was standing on a mechanical rack.

This 'iron' puppet has four pitch-black arms, and the weapons he uses have long been placed around him, as if they had been prepared long ago.

"What is this? Obsidian?"

Brasse looked at the material of the purple puppet with a sigh, then turned to look at the purple core.

Ultimate Advanced Engine

This is the name written on the name tag below the core, in square Chinese characters.

By chance, Brassaï saw a cube floating on the display stand out of the corner of his eye. The cube was black, white and gray, very special. If Silla was there, he would definitely be shocked.

“Could this be…?”