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The robot's arm extended outwards, emitting two dark blue light blades.

But before the light blade could fully take shape, it was severed in the middle by a sharp silver mark.

Both robots paused for a moment before beginning to split.

The cut was made diagonally from the left shoulder of the right robot to the right waist of the left robot. The cut was exceptionally smooth, and the mechanical shell and wires slid smoothly to the ground before disintegration and short circuit.

Silver Scar cut open far more than just two robots. Amidst the crackling and popping sounds of short-circuiting wires, the safety door behind the robots also crashed to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Tianxing stepped over the broken copper blocks and leaped into the inner corridor.

Under the long corridor is an electric carpet that not only sticks to people in reality, but also to players' skills.

Nie Wan felt that the passive skill that had been attached to her body was being absorbed.

But this was useless against Tianxing. With a swift and decisive leap, the horse galloped away, leaving Nie Wan in the dust, and arrived at the entrance of the innermost museum.

The exhibition hall was dimly lit and not very bright, making it difficult to see the artifacts inside the glass safes on both sides.

This is completely different from the Huaxia District, where the lights in the laboratories are always turned on at maximum intensity.

Nan Zhi had told her that the Hai Cuo Tu team had taken her inside the Hai Cuo Tu and briefly entered the laboratory where the Hai Cuo Tu was located through a spatial passage. They said that the laboratory lights were used to suppress the "will" of the corresponding cultural relics.

The so-called "will" refers to the resistance and cooperation phenomena that occur irregularly and randomly during the integration and research of cultural relics, which cannot be explained at the current stage of research.

The Huaxia District Laboratory discovered that as long as strong light is maintained, the frequency of resistance and cooperation among all cultural relics decreases.

The bright lights in the Huaxia area are for this purpose, but this huge museum, which has a collection of more cultural relics than the official Huaxia base, seems to be unconcerned about the bright lights.

Why is that?

The thought flashed through my mind.

Nie Wan flicked her whip, and the silver streak flew out again, leaving unbroken cracks in the long, continuous glass safe.

At the edge of the crack, countless lines spread out like tree roots, eventually covering the entire glass surface.

After the cracks spread, with a bang, shards of glass littered the floor, creating a speckled path of stars under the dim light.

Tianxing sped past, stepping on the twinkling stars, while Nie Wan and Lin Jianlu took in all the cultural relics on both sides.

Suddenly, Lin Jianlu's gaze sharpened, and he raised his hand to point to a certain place.

"Wanwan, look!"

Nie Wan looked in the direction she pointed and saw a yellowed piece of paper, more than a meter long, lying flat on the lamp stand.

"Is this it?"

"that's it!"

Upon receiving an affirmative reply, Nie Wan immediately pulled on the reins, raised her hand, and with a twist of the reins, generated a powerful suction force that pulled the yellowed paper directly out of the safe and into her hand.

I glanced at it quickly and saw the few lines of small print on the back.

The sun and moon gaze at each other forever, their hearts never parting. Seeing you wherever you go or sit feels like being burned by fire.

Confirming that it was exactly the same as the vow book in Lin Jianlu's hand, she directly stuffed the item into Lin Jianlu's hand, pulled the reins, and urged Tianxing to continue forward.

On her way, she had considered whether to directly rob the place or sneak in silently; both options were easy for her.

The latter will not attract too much attention and is also conducive to a covert operation.

However, her clone is now gradually thawing and will soon possess power no less than that of her original body.

In this situation, is stability still necessary?

Nie Wan felt it was unnecessary.

What we can do now is to completely muddy the waters of the game, "reality," the Second World, and every server area, exposing all those hiding in the shadows.

This is a good opportunity to steal the oracle.

There may be people from the United States behind the Anglo-Saxon government. Although she doesn't have much of a memory of the United States in her past life, the world is so big that it's impossible for her to travel all over it and experience everything. It's perfectly normal that she doesn't know anything about what's going on there, and it doesn't mean there aren't capable people there.

Instead of holding back and waiting for the right opportunity to contact them later, it's better to make a strong impression now and draw their attention to the China region.

Once she had made up her mind, Nie Wan acted with utter recklessness.

After snatching the vow book, Nie Wan did not turn back immediately, but continued forward, weaving through the dazzling array of cultural relics.

She would only glance at it briefly, and if she liked it, she would smash the glass and snatch it, regardless of whether it was an artifact from China or another country, or even an artifact from Anglo-Saxon territory. If she felt a connection to it, she would take it without hesitation.

Tianxing circled the hall for a full time. Nie Wan gathered more than a dozen cultural relics and props in her hands, when she suddenly sensed a familiar presence behind a safety passage door.

She immediately turned her horse around, wanting to peek behind that door.

But just as he reined in his horse, an angry roar came from overhead.

"Robbers! Shameless robbers! Do you think we are people you can plunder and trample on at will!"

With this roar, a powerful, holy hand descended from the sky, about to press down the man and his horse together.

Nie Wan didn't even raise her head, casually waving her whip. The silver mark met the palm formed by holy light, trembling a thousand times in an instant, cutting the more than two-meter-long giant palm into powder.

Then, the silver streak continued to fly upwards, cutting through the ceiling.

A sharp scream of pain came from the ceiling, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then blood dripped down from the cracks cut by the silver mark.

Then, several more sword lights fell like lightning, but Nie Wan still didn't raise her head and casually raised her riding whip to retaliate.

The ceiling was badly cut and began to shake, with drops of blood falling to the ground, meandering into a thin river.

After successfully entering the emergency exit door, Nie Wan's first words were to Lin Jianlu.

"Teacher, I didn't kill them."

Lin Jianlu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I know." After saying that, she looked stunned.

She didn't know if she was starting to feel the same way in this child's heart as she did in Xingxing's.

Or perhaps, it was just that the gentle murmur that just now awakened a deeper memory in the child.

Nie Wan continued to urge her horse towards the increasingly obvious aura.

Behind the safety door was a spiral staircase descending step by step. With a single leap, Tianxing could cross twelve steps and land directly at the corner. In the blink of an eye, he had already crossed three staircases.

But the further down you go, the fainter that scent becomes.

Nie Wan turned her head and looked at the path behind her where all the light curtains had suddenly disappeared. An invisible terror spread like darkness, making people tremble.

Nie Wan chuckled softly, unleashing her dark domain.

Horror territory, huh? Let's give it a try and see whose territory is more terrifying.