I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 702 Speculation

When Jemin returned to the dimensional barrier rift, the nest was lazily floating in the depths of the void.

This colossal, azure-blue creature, when its body is spread out, is almost the size of a gas giant.

The translucent outer membrane undulates slowly, like a deep-sea jellyfish breathing in the dark ocean.

Floating around it were the undigested wreckage of warships, with broken armor plates and melted engine cores being drawn into its body by countless tiny tentacles, turning into streams of glowing energy.

Sensing Jemin's approach, a gentle blue ripple spread across the surface of the nest, as if in greeting.

Jemin nodded slightly to it, then fell toward the edge of the crack.

This place had long been temporarily transformed into a war camp by the black giant priests.

Hundreds of dark gold metal pillars embedded themselves at the edge of the void rift, intertwining to form a stable magic array that firmly suppressed the dimensional turbulence. In the center, a ring-shaped binding array was slowly operating, dozens of runic chains hovering in mid-air, emitting low, oppressive energy fluctuations. Jemin raised his hand, and the Divine Armament 0-001 slammed heavily into the center of the magic array.

The moment the hundreds-of-meters-tall dark gray armor made contact with the surface, the entire magic array lit up simultaneously.

Chains automatically wrap around the armor's limbs and torso to prevent it from activating again under unknown circumstances.

After doing all this, Jemin slowly raised his head, and the golden vertical eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened.

All-purpose eye, activate!

Pale golden light spread like a tide, completely covering the entire suit of armor, and layer upon layer of information unfolded in his consciousness.

The alloy structure of the armor's outer shell was quickly analyzed.

The outer shell material is more than 80% the same as the armor of the Tentacle Tree Civilization's main ship, but the difference in craftsmanship is astonishing.

If the technology of the Tentacle Tree civilization was like a crudely imitated counterfeit, then this suit of armor was the true prototype. Energy channeling structure, shield frequency modulation module, core driving logic…

The more Jemin looked, the more somber his gaze became.

It wasn't that we discovered anything special; quite the opposite, it was precisely because we didn't discover anything special.

Jemin slowly narrowed his eyes, his thoughts returning to his previous speculation.

Initially, both he and the Tentacle Tree civilization assumed that these divine weapons belonged to the legacy of a certain extinct advanced civilization. Such things were not uncommon in the endless void.

When a civilization collapses, the remaining technology and equipment are discovered and analyzed by those who come after, who then inherit the technology of the previous civilization and continue to develop it.

There was nothing wrong with this logic in the first place.

The problem is that... what the God Armament did after it was activated could not be called "combat" at all, but "extermination".

It is a complete and indiscriminate extermination of all life around it.

Based on Jemin's actual experience, at least the divine weapon he faced couldn't distinguish friend from foe, nor did it have any authorization verification. It simply absorbed all nearby biomass and life energy, turning all living things into its fuel.

If there is only one such machine, it could be interpreted as a test machine, an out-of-control weapon, or even some kind of defective model.

More than a dozen tentacles of the Tentacle Tree Civilization have been discovered.

Moreover, judging from the information transmitted by the incense and divine path, every other divine weapon that Jemin's level seven black giant encountered possessed the same characteristics.

That means... this isn't an anomaly; this thing was designed this way from the very beginning.

Jemin’s gaze fell on the cold outer shell of the God Armor, and he tapped the surface of the armor lightly with his fingertips.

A deep, metallic echo spreads through the flat surface.

"So these things were never relics..." he muttered to himself.

He finally realized that his previous line of thinking had been completely off track.

These things are not, in essence, equipment left behind by civilization.

Rather, it was an extermination device deliberately left here after the war.

A type of "scorched earth weapon" buried inside a planet.

They activate when the enemy reclaims the planet and attempts to restore civilization.

They absorb all life on the planet as energy, and then turn the entire planet, along with its entire population, into weapons.

The purpose of doing this is not even to win, but to ensure that no one wins!

Thinking of this, Jemin's eyes gradually turned cold.

This means that the war that once broke out in this plane was probably far larger in scale than he estimated.

It wasn't even an ordinary war between civilizations; it was a war of annihilation in the truest sense.

hum...

Just then, several teleportation beams lit up behind them one after another.

Lava Mountain was the first to emerge from the light.

The towering black giant stepped onto the flat ground, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.

The liquid metal on his body still retained the dark red embers from the high-temperature battle, and in some areas it was even slowly flowing, like steel just pulled from a furnace.

He opened his chest slightly, and then a divine weapon over three hundred meters tall was taken out of his body.

The armor had clearly been subjected to extremely severe damage.

The outer shell was largely charred black, and the joints of the left arm were twitching constantly, as if some kind of rampaging energy still remained inside.

Immediately afterwards, the other two level-seven black giants also returned.

Two more divine weapons.

One of the bodies had its right shoulder completely missing, and the spatial structure at the break point was still unstable and twisted, occasionally cracking open with tiny black seams.

Jemin glanced at it and then simultaneously read their battle records through the Incense and Divine Path System.

The results were not much different from what he found.

Except for one governor who ultimately didn't dare press the extermination button, the other two locations successfully activated the divine weaponry.

However, the types of abilities are different. Jemin encountered the ability to manipulate matter, Lava Mountain encountered the divine weapon that could emit disordered energy, and the last one could directly create spatial collapse.

Each one has the potential to destroy an entire star field.

Fortunately, such an attack was still not enough for a level 7 Black Giant.

After "reading" the report, Jieming nodded slowly.

He then raised his hand, and the three new divine weapons were simultaneously incorporated into the binding array.

"Thanks to that governor who didn't dare sacrifice the entire planet." Lava Mountain's deep voice resonated in the center.

"He preserved all the statistical data on the divine weaponry of the Tentacle Tree civilization."

As he spoke, he handed over a data crystal.

"Currently, there are sixteen known coordinates of the Tentacle Tree Civilization."

Jemin took the crystal, scanned it with his mind, and a large amount of star map and coordinate information quickly unfolded.

Without wasting any time, he directly connected all the coordinates to the incense and sacred paths, marked them, and simultaneously distributed them to the Black Giant Priests in various locations. "Dispatch a retrieval team to each coordinate, with each team carrying ten Level 6 Black Giant Priests to be responsible for on-site analysis and retrieval of all divine weapons." After arranging all the deployments, Jemin turned and left the center of the plain.

On the other side, a temporary isolation pod is quietly suspended.

The hatch opened, and the old man with the tentacle tree inside was clearly taken aback.

He was holding a bowl of hot soup and staring blankly when he saw Jemin. All his tentacles froze instantly, and he quickly lowered his head, pressing the tree canopy down to the most standard angle of submission.

"Your name," Jemin began.

"Furnace...furnace fence".

The old tree's voice trembled slightly.

"Former Deputy Governor of the Mother Planet's Governor's Office, and concurrently Defense Coordinator of the Second Colony. Later transferred to the core First Star to oversee the God's Armament Project." Jemin glanced at the information.

Unlike the furnace core, the furnace grate is noticeably younger.

The bark texture has not yet fully aged, and the ends of the tentacles do not have the grayish-white color characteristic of long-term experimenters.

More importantly... there was still something "alive" in his eyes.

It is fear.

This shows that he has not yet been completely dragged into the abyss by "power".

Jemin said calmly, "You made the right decision."

Lu Li's body trembled.

He certainly knew what he meant.

If he had released nerve gas back then, the entire planet would probably be another dead zone by now.

"Your civilization can be preserved, and may even have access to better resources and technology than it did in the past," Jemin continued.

Upon hearing this, Lu Li suddenly raised his crystal eyes, but the next second, he quickly lowered his head again.

"The premise is..." Jemin said calmly.

"The Tentacle Tree Civilization must be completely reorganized, and its resources must be redistributed. From today onward, your civilization belongs to my forces." A few seconds of silence followed inside the isolation chamber.

Then, the hearth slowly lowered its head:

"...I accept."

He said this with a hint of ease.

Because he knew all too well how rotten the Tentacle Tree civilization had become.

The governors-general held their own armies and acted independently, with the colonies blocking each other and resources being intercepted at each level.

The so-called community of civilizations is nothing more than a group of local warlords disguised as an alliance.

The research into divine weaponry further drove the entire civilization into madness.

Now someone is forcibly shattering all of this...

For him, it was more like a relief.

"but·……"

Lu Li hesitated for a moment.

"I do not know the exact location of the Supreme Leaders."

"They cut off all regular communications before you even attacked the core planet."

Jemin looked at him.

"What do you know? Say whatever you want."

Lu Li nodded:

"They only have two choices: either try to escape the plane from other areas of the plane barrier, or head to the core area of ​​the plane." As he said this, he gently gestured with his tentacle to indicate the structure of the star map.

"The star density there is extremely high, and the gravitational turbulence is severe, making it difficult to cover with conventional detection methods. Some of the earliest colonies of our civilization were abandoned there."

"If they want to hide, this is the perfect place."

Jemin's eyes flickered slightly.

The core of the plane, which is the galactic core region of this cosmic plane.

Because of the planet's extremely high density, it is filled with high radiation and high gravity, and the space is extremely unstable.

For ordinary civilizations, that is a natural forbidden zone.

But for fugitives, it is an excellent hiding place.

Viola has been monitoring the outer perimeter of the plane, so she couldn't possibly be unaware if someone tried to break through the dimensional barrier and escape.

Since there's no news, it means that those people are still inside the plane.

Thinking of this, Jieming raised his hand, and countless silver-gray streams of light flew out from the cave within his body.

That's the new version of the Cruiser.

These reconnaissance units, incorporating bizarre rules, entered a state of rule concealment the moment they appeared.

Their existence seems to exist simultaneously between the material layer and the rule layer, and even space itself cannot accurately pinpoint their location.

Jemin raised his hand, synchronizing all the coordinates provided by the hearth into the reconnaissance network, and then gave the order:

"Proceed to the core region of the plane and search each star system one by one."

"Lock on all life signals and find those at the highest levels."