Chapter 1274 (1/2)
Chapter 1274: 410. Game Pollution_2
No wonder those six Senior Dark Priests were so urgently inspecting the Drone Mother Ship; it turns out it was to deal with the situation above…
After carefully reading the content in the journal, Noland Lee quietly abandoned his plan to destroy the dock now.
He wanted to use that shuttle to locate the main camp of the Dark Divine Cult.
Only by acting in this manner could he deploy the Spell Marks, wrapped by the “Veil of Different Worlds,” into the enemy’s lair.
From now on, whatever schemes the Dark Divine Cult plotted, they could never escape Noland Lee’s sight.
Similarly, Noland Lee also planned to deploy Spell Marks to the Angel Enterprises Alliance and the Metal Creation Group, to smooth his path for future endeavors.
At that thought, Noland Lee quietly stood in the corridor, waiting for the shuttle to arrive.
…
In a blink, 20 hours passed in meditation.
A significant magnetic field disturbance emerged on the surface.
A shuttle with a droplet appearance arrived at this location through quantum leap.
Prepared Dark Priests opened the docks’ entrance, allowing the shuttle to enter and steadily stop.
Something with a strange shape floated down from the shuttle.
It was a skull sealed in an inverted U-shaped water tank, devoid of scalp, with metallic Soft Tubes connecting it to the base of the water tank.
The water tank achieved levitation through the anti-gravity module on the base, and used micro turbines for propulsion.
This was a clone of a Special Dark Priest, not the person himself.
As quantum leaps significantly consume the lifespan of passengers, humans capable of using clones for actions generally do not leap using their real bodies but send their clones instead.
Through mind synchronization with the clone, the original, located many light-years away, could perceive the surroundings of the clone almost without delay.
This was the black technology within the Dark Divine Cult.
The Special Dark Priest exchanged brief communications with the Dark Priests inside the dock, walked around, and checked the system backend logs.
After completing routine work, the Special Dark Priest floated back to the ship and piloted the shuttle away.
Noland Lee acted swiftly, placing hundreds of Spell Marks on the shuttle.
The quantum leap engine of the shuttle activated, and the Magic Vision provided by the Spell Marks burst into multicolored lights, which were the visual effects of the quantum leap channel.
“Shooo—”
The shuttle turned into a phantom and rushed into the tunnel-like quantum leap channel.
After going through a leap lasting more than a minute, the shuttle arrived at a galaxy far, far away from Noland Lee.
The cosmic background of this galaxy was dark red, and the celestial bodies floating in the starry sky were black circular silhouettes, looking extraordinarily eerie.
A massive black space station hovered next to a gigantic gaseous planet.
The shuttle slowly drove into the space station and docked in the dock.
Noland Lee sensed his surroundings.
Even though his Spell Marks were many light-years away from him, he experienced no sensation of delay.
He outright released tens of thousands of Spell Marks protected by the “Veil of Different Worlds,” encompassing the entire space station within his perceptual range.
“Is this… Is this the prison built by the Dark Divine Cult in space?”
Noland Lee frowned, staring strangely at the Magic Vision in his mind.
He saw many cells sealed by heavy sluice gates.
The creatures being tortured by figures in black robes in the cells were diverse, not only beautiful human females but also bizarre-looking humanoid cosmic creatures.
“Where did the Dark Divine Cult find so many different kinds of creatures? This place is like a museum of cosmic creatures…”
While Noland Lee listened to the wails coming from the cells, he toured the entire space station.
“Ah~~ Ah~~~”
“Cough cough cough cough—”
“Kill me, just kill me—”
“I can’t take it anymore—spare me—”
With the help of “Universal Communication Technique,” Noland Lee clearly heard the content of the wails.
A somewhat familiar voice floated out from a cell around the corner, shaking Noland Lee!
“Ah!!~~~~”
“How could it hurt so much? I set the Pain Coefficient to 10%, didn’t I? Turn it off, hurry and turn off the Pain Coefficient!”
Wasn’t this the voice of someone who regularly drank bitter gourd juice?
Noland Lee’s eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost!