Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

No wonder the [Fairy’s Magic Stone] has the effect of amplifying magic.

The threads of some events gradually became clear in Yang Yu’s mind.

Counting this location, Yang Yu had already visited three relics.

The most complete of the ancient relics, protected by Lamia, was the smallest in scale, resembling some kind of laboratory.

The ancient relic owned by the Luo Ze Empire was the largest, but much had been destroyed due to research efforts, and the relic of that scale couldn’t be understood in a short period.

Judging by what Yang Yu saw, the relic of the Luo Ze Empire seemed to look like a weapon similar to an aircraft carrier.

As for the ancient relic beneath the All Things Library, it was the most worn down and did not exhibit much sense of technology, resembling a training ground, but...

Yang Yu recalled the murals in the underground relic of the All Things Library.

The mural seemed to have been added later, not part of the original construction of the relic.

Someone had gone back to that place after it was abandoned and created murals.

The murals depicted the entire process of humans developing from primitive times to exploring the universe, only to be cut off abruptly when that civilization encountered gods.

Yang Yu couldn’t accurately deduce what happened next from the mural, but there were clues.

Looking back at all the events encountered so far, it seemed that the ancient humans had a conflict with the gods they met and even created a demon to defeat angels.

After that...

Did the ancient humans succeed or fail?

Yang Yu couldn’t draw a conclusion just yet.

Some might say that if they succeeded, the world wouldn’t be the way it is now...

But if they indeed succeeded, and the goddess was brought down by them, scattering into countless pieces across the world, influencing human behavior to some extent...

It’s not unreasonable to think that this could be why the Demon Clan acts the way they do and why the world is as it is now.

Until there’s some decisive evidence, Yang Yu had many ideas in his mind, each barely plausible.

To get closer to the truth, more intelligence from various channels is needed.

This involves decisions ahead, and Yang Yu didn’t want to judge hastily. If some evidence closer to the truth could be found in Lamia’s relics, it would be best.

However, after searching everywhere, Yang Yu still did not see a single guard robot.

The task suddenly came to a halt here.

Bai Jin and Lotcar shook their heads at Yang Yu; they found nothing.

Yang Yu slightly frowned, could it be that the strength just shown was too overpowering?

Because the strength displayed was too formidable, perhaps the computer determined it couldn’t defeat us, so instead of sending out robots, it opted for total lockdown?

Yang Yu imagined himself as the computer, thinking about how the computer might act at this time.

If the chance of defeating the group was minuscule, what about separating them and launching a surprise attack on them individually when they split up to investigate? Wouldn’t that slightly increase the odds of victory?

Did the computer pause because it couldn’t think of a good way to separate us? Or is silence the best method of separation?

Several ideas flashed through his mind. Yang Yu looked up at the empty ceiling.

Perhaps the artificial intelligence controlling this place was still observing them continuously.

...Let’s give it a try.

Having made up his mind, Yang Yu spoke:

”If we keep looking like this, I guess there won’t be any results.

We should split up; you guys go back and check the levels we’ve covered to see if there’s any clues.

I’ll use a special instrument to scout this area; too much noise from you would interfere with its usage.

I must stay here alone.

He Meng, during my absence, protect Her Majesty, the Queen.

Next is the grouping; there are just six left, so two per group.”

After promptly grouping the team and assigning search areas to each group, Yang Yu urged Bai Jin and others to move quickly.

Time was limited, and they couldn’t linger here for too long; the sooner they discovered the unusual here, the better.

Bai Jin and the others exchanged glances but ultimately followed Yang Yu’s instructions, returning upstairs to resume their investigation and search for hidden passages to help them resolve the situation.

Once Bai Jin and the others had walked away, Yang Yu took out an old-fashioned large mobile phone, set it on the floor pretending to be scouting and moved it around as if seeking something.

Time ticked by, yet nothing changed around him, but Yang Yu kept his patience, walking through every corner of the fourth floor.

Despite this, there was no reaction from the fourth floor.

Shaking his head in resignation, Yang Yu let out a wry smile. It appears his hypothesis was wrong this time; he could only hope Bai Jin and the others had better luck.

Perhaps the artificial intelligence on the other side believed it couldn’t win against even one individual, or maybe the maximum alert had made the guard robots abandon attacks, aiming to protect what’s below without combat?

”Then, perhaps we can try to make a large hole in this place. After all, those things must be stored in the ground or the walls; as long as we break through, there might be a way.”

Drawing his sword to deploy his skill, Yang Yu planned to pierce through the fourth floor’s ground, but before the sword struck the floor, his movement paused and he regretfully sheathed the sword back.

”Still, I’d better consult with Her Majesty the Queen first.”

He muttered to himself, walking back through the barren fourth floor.

A creaking sound caught his ears.

Suddenly, the once-tranquil floor fractured with several cracks, and the area where Yang Yu stood plummeted downward at an unimaginable speed, piercing through numerous levels.

Yang Yu tried to summon thorns to grab hold of himself, but a powerful pressure swept down upon him from above, pinning him onto a round platform.

With a clang, the iron plate beneath Yang Yu landed on the ground, colorful lights flashing before his eyes.

Using his sword as support, he surveyed his surroundings, a vast space stretching endlessly.

Beyond the thick glass walls, streams of eerie lights were confined within pipes, flowing rapidly in a specific direction.

The glass walls divided two distinct worlds.

Equipped with shield and sword, Yang Yu approached the glass wall.

Even though he wasn’t a magician, Yang Yu could sense a significant amount of magic power permeating through the glass, gradually dispersing into this ancient relic.

Just as Yang Yu was pondering where exactly he found himself, a whooshing sound arose.

Turning around, golden cores flew in from all directions, converging before Yang Yu.

Innumerable magic power poured into the golden cores, forming parts that assembled into a mechanical doppelgänger of Yang Yu!

The mechanical Yang Yu swung its arm, manifesting a long silver sword blade in its right hand and a shield in its left.

”!#*!&%&*#!@*#!*%!*（）!”

A piercing sound emanated, an unknown language drilled into his ears, and the robot spontaneously used a skill Yang Yu once employed, launching an attack toward Yang Yu!