Beast Taming: My Intelligence System-Chapter 510 - 366: Father of Mechanical Creatures

Everywhere were charred rocks and bones, illuminated by firelight, emitting a bloody crimson.

This place recreated the scenes of Hell.

In the depths of this lightless domain, Hell Cultists wore black robes and skull masks symbolizing Hell.

They surrounded a massive black altar, holding lit torches in their hands, the flame illuminating their devout and cold faces.

Their chanting was like a Night Demon whispering in one’s ear, making the entire altar filled with an eerie rhythm.

The firelight flickered, as if Flame Elves were dancing above the altar.

The altar was piled high with sacrificial items, mingling exotic beasts and treasures, and soon the black Hellfire ignited, turning the exotic beasts to ash amidst their wails.

The treasures were stripped of their essence, slowly being absorbed into the center of the altar.

At the very center of the altar lay a thick black bible, its pages seemed to absorb the essence emanating from the altar, emitting a faint glow.

All around were towering stone pillars and intricate reliefs depicting scenes of demon slaughter.

Sword mountains and fiery seas, oil cauldrons and tongue-pulling, the demonic methods were endless.

Their aim was to deeply capture the fear of wise creatures, as fearful souls were their best sustenance.

The murals engraved on the stone pillars depicted the ultimate torment of souls.

These images flickered in the dancing firelight, like scenes of purgatory on earth.

Deep underground, there was a vague stir of more profound horror.

Intangibly, a malice hotter than magma and deeper than darkness coalesced, not belonging to this world yet deeply rooted here, gradually eroding this underground world.

Someday, this underground world would become part of its body.

Countless eyes vaguely surfaced in the malice, seeming to carry the sound of chewing bones from the shadows.

It was the embodiment of all grievances and hatred from the depths of the earth, a forbidden monster cultivated artificially.

The Hell Cultists, through their rituals and faith, nurtured this monster’s growth.

Any creature daring to trespass this forbidden land or disrupt the rituals would forever become food for that taboo in the depths below.

The Hell Worship Sect is an ancient church that worships the Hell Monarch, once the Morning Star Angel Lucifer, with each generation’s Sect Leader shrouded in mystery.

No one knows the true identity of the Sect Leader; they only know each appearance brings a wave of bloody frenzy.

A wisp of black fog appeared above the altar, gradually expanding into a black, flaming throne.

The throne was adorned with menacing skulls.

These skulls all had long sharp horns on top, obviously from demon remains.

A person dressed in a black robe and a star mask appeared.

Raising a hand, the black bible appeared in his grasp.

"Followers, long time no see."

"So long that I almost forgot I founded this church."

A hoarse voice emanated from beneath the mask.

"Fortunately, you haven’t forgotten me."

"Haven’t forgotten the Hell Worship Sect."

"Is everyone here?"

A massive aura emanated from the Sect Leader, making the followers below feel as if they faced a humanoid nuclear bomb.

They all prostrated on the ground, not daring to lift their heads.

Only when the pressure dissipated did someone dare to speak.

"Star Patrol Envoy, Star Erosion isn’t here."

"His string of fate broke three days ago."

"It seems he was killed by an indescribable creature. He once reported to me he was going somewhere to retrieve the Steel Giant Dragon."

"But looking at the situation now, he has failed."

A nearby elder immediately reported to the Sect Leader.

"What a pity, I remember Star Erosion had some research on nanorobots. If he’s dead, the research is interrupted."

"I also wanted to study how to convert demons into steel creatures."

"It’s an intriguing subject."

"You should investigate whether there’s a backup of Star Erosion’s documents after his death."

"If there is, find it. If not, then let it go; don’t waste everyone’s time."

"Let’s now discuss that it’s been a while since we held a bloody feast."

"Where should we choose?"

"We need slaughter to please the Demon Monarch and gain more Demon Power." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Which small country should we wipe out?"

"I hear the Illuminati is planning something big, and I don’t want to be outdone by them."

At this moment, someone wearing a skull mask stepped forward.

"Sect Leader, why not let you decide by throwing a dart?"

"That would be the fairest."

"It could also decide the fate of all beings."

A laugh came from beneath the Sect Leader’s mask: "Haha, a good suggestion."

"I shall cast it."

The Sect Leader waved a hand, and black fog emerged from the black bible.

The fog formed a global map.

A black dart condensed in the Sect Leader’s hand, and with a gentle throw, it hit a spot.

"Look, where is it?"

The Sect Leader said leisurely.

"It’s Tutu Country, a nation with less than ten million people, suitable for offering to the demon. The whole country doesn’t even have a single Tier Seven Pet Beast Master, perfect for our bloody feast."

The skull expressed great satisfaction.

"Good, everyone start preparing. In a month, we attack Tutu Country."

With that, the Sect Leader vanished on the spot, and the enormous Demon Throne turned into black fog.

The air was filled with the wails of souls.

All the Hell Worship Sect’s followers turned into black air and disappeared.

Only that malice-nurtured taboo continued to exude a terrifying pressure.

At this moment, Ye Bai received updated intelligence.

[1. Professor Wang is located at the undersea base, three thousand meters under the sea. At the beginning and middle of each month, a submarine goes to the mainland for purchases. Due to the Storm Giant Dragon’s impact, the base’s supplies are exhausted. The submarine has procured supplies from the mainland and is preparing to return. There is no spatial fluctuation detected inside the submarine.]

[2. In the submarine’s changing room, locker number 43 contains an identity card accidentally dropped by a researcher. This identity card hasn’t been canceled, allowing access to most parts of the base. The researcher is currently engaged in a closed experiment for more than half a month and will not be coming out.]

[3. The undersea base holds some people from the Flame Country, once considered deceased by Flame Country. They are geniuses from various fields and have early research notes from Dr. Jubino. They also want to develop nanomechanical technology.]

[4. The pressure at the undersea base differs from the mainland, easily triggering heart attacks. The Rapid Heart-Saving Pill can solve this key issue.]

[5. The undersea base possesses a copy of the True Sun Scripture, which, if found together with the lost Taiyin Scripture, can unlock a new form of the Eye of Truth. The True Sun Scripture and Taiyin Scripture are both Divine Artifact Fragments from the God of Truth’s Book of Truth.]

Indeed, the intelligence system provided the way to enter the undersea base.

It seems entering the undersea base requires the help of the Heaven-Swallowing Pelican.

Ye Bai thought to himself.

The next day.

In the air, the Demon Bear, covered in palm leaves, was scouting.

The burning sun bore down on it, almost roasting it.

Bean-sized sweat dripped from the Demon Bear’s body.

It felt it was being manipulated by Ye Bai.

Boohoo, if it weren’t for this bear’s fondness for that taste, how could it be manipulated by a mere human, disgracing the Bear Clan.

Integrated with the Water Rabbit, the Demon Bear had a special sensing ability with water.

It could detect movement within a five-mile radius.

As soon as the submarine entered its detection range, the Demon Bear would signal the alert.

Then, based on the Demon Bear’s intelligence, the Heaven-Swallowing Pelican would locate the submarine’s coordinates.