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Under the light, the sleeping silver bionic chanical body reveals its details, whether it's the transmission structure of each joint, the well-processed tal edges, or the riveted panels, all giving an illusion of cold efficiency.

This is certainly not sothing a foolish creature could create, but a crystallization of wisdom and experience.

"It's a pity such a beautiful thing exists just to slay us," Flan lanted.

"From this perspective, the ruins must have been left by the chanical Council back then, no wonder there are no humanoid remains."

Although this bionic chanical body probably wouldn't activate, they didn't touch it closely out of caution, and instead continued to walk into the inner room.

In the subsequent rooms, they saw one cold and intact chanical body after another, each with distinct shapes, so akin to mantises, so like reptiles, so resembling bees, yet able to disassemble and combine, and so like butterflies, with broad and exquisite ultra-thin tal fan surfaces at the back, which the group speculated might be radar or detection-type chanical bodies.

"Why are these machines built imitating insect forms?" Sura asked curiously.

"I don't know either, but so scholars in the association speculate that the construction of insects has a higher compatibility with machinery; the bodies of mammals like humans have a lot of flesh and connective tissues, which are too complex to simulate chanically and unnecessary," Flan replied.

The group gradually approached the last room, located at the end of the passage, and centrally positioned.

Hexia once again used the sword to slowly cut open the door, as the alloy door fell, the vast and magnificent scene inside was revealed to the group.

The entire room is like a spherical do three stories high, scattered on the inner walls of the sphere are nurous chanical arms that have ceased operation; the front end of these arms is like blooming surgical knives paired with various drills and interfaces, along with tal fittings not yet removed from so chanical arms, it can be inferred that the chanical bodies from previous rooms were assembled and ford here. But at this mont, the group's gaze is entirely focused on the unfinished chanical body at the center.

She possesses an appearance nearly identical to a human, resembling a human girl of about 14-15 years old, especially the face, which looks very gentle. But from the neck down, she has a light white outer shell like clothing, her arms naturally droop with fingers clearly showing chanical joints, her legs have an aesthetic curve that feels slightly fleshy yet does not hide the tal joints and connecting rivets on them, behind her are unfolded yet unfinished tal wings, one wing only has the root part, while the other is close to completion with intricately visible circuit branding and seven arranged small jet ports.

Moreover, behind this chanical girl, there are countless electrical cables, which are plugged into her back and neck, connecting to the entire spherical space, like the brain of the entire ruins.

As the five people stepped into this room, the cable indicator lights behind the chanical girl began to flash, the originally static green cursors started flowing again, like countless information converging from the ruins into the chanical girl fixed on the wall.

[Failure, Failure, Connection Failed...]

[Failure, Failure, Connection Failed...]

...

[Artificial Angels, chanical Lifeform β-level Subordinate, Code Na: Loramiya (Loloria), Connection to Aijieka Network Failed, Unable to Obtain Final Authorization, According to Protocol 163, Ergency Activation Will Occur Upon Intrusion...]

[Mission Code Detection Completed, Data Input 86.25% (Stopped), Energy Residue (7.2%), Protective Device Retrieval Failed...]

A string of characters swiftly flashed across the eyes of the girl, her deep erald green eyes transforming from previously dim and lifeless to vibrant.

As she slowly lifted her head, the chanical seams on her body stread with bright green light which then gathered and hid, the previously loose body pulled together, the clear chanical gaps closed, forming a smooth and perfect whole, at this mont, if not looked closely, it's difficult to distinguish her from a human.

One by one, cables behind her sprang out, the jet ports under half of the folded wing armor began to operate, under a subtle hum, airflow gently lifted her body.

"ilinkast System Activated, Loramiya (Loloria) Descends."

In those erald eyes erged the pupils symbolizing intellect and thoughts, then invisible electronic pulses diffused in all directions, sweeping through the entire underground ruins.

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