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Chapter 1050 - Chapter 1050 Chapter 323 The Pinnacle of Tarons Machinery

Chapter 1050: Chapter 323: The Pinnacle of Taron’s Machinery Technology (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2 Chapter 1050: Chapter 323: The Pinnacle of Taron’s Machinery Technology (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2 If an entire reorganized legion were to face the power that Leonard Churchill currently comprehended, there wouldn’t be anyone who could withstand it.

“Oh, the timing is off…”

The moment this thought flashed through Leonard’s mind, he guessed the reason why.

Counting the time, the Titan Research Institute developed the finished mechanical core in the Taren’s End Period.

Perhaps the dynasty had collapsed before they could start mass production.

And then they used it to guard the tomb?

It was much later that Leonard learned the more important reason was that the empire was already tottering in the last years of Taren, and ‘Mad King’ Auduin, fearing that such power could overthrow his rule, sealed off these top-level technologies.

Auduin was naturally suspicious, and apart from a few close to him, he trusted no one–the Tomb concerned his great Resurrection plan. No Tomb Guardian was as reliable as machinery. To be completely safe, he let the few finished Titan Mechanical Soldiers guard the Imperial Mausoleum, waiting for his Resurrection to take back power.

…

As thoughts raced through his brain, Leonard and two others had already dashed into the labyrinth.

They didn’t dare stop, running frantically all the way.

Having witnessed the terrifying combat power of the three Mechanical Titans, Leonard did not believe he could survive three blows from them.

Behind them were the folks from the Southern Continent blocking the way, but it seemed they wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer either.

The complex labyrinth offered a slight sense of security.

While running, Leonard urgently asked, “Senior, what should we do now?”

Elder Clinton beside him yelled, “What else can we do? Run!”

“…”

Listening to that, Leonard also felt it didn’t bode well.

He thought the Old Man might have some good ideas, but it seemed he did not.

Their only hope of survival now was to escape through the Secret Passage before being caught.

However, as they ran, Leonard’s premonition grew increasingly ominous.

He always felt that the designer of the Imperial Mausoleum, having installed three Mechanical Battle Armors as guardians, would not let intruders escape so easily.

Countless experiences had proven that Leonard’s predictions about bad outcomes were always fulfilled.

Bad news followed closely on their heels.

The labyrinth was vast, but running back along the route memorized from memory, it wouldn’t take Leonard and his companions much time to sprint at full speed.

But after just running through a few passages, Leonard’s expression suddenly changed: “Not good! The rules of the Underground Palace’s operation have changed!”

He remembered the layout of every corridor in his mind.

So the moment he arrived, he noticed that the corridor they had come through before was suddenly different.

A corner that was supposed to lead east was now leading west.

In a labyrinth that moved like a rubik’s cube, even the slightest change meant a completely different path.

Finding that “Secret Passage” again would require a lot of time for trial and error, to discover new patterns.

But what they lacked most now was time.

Moreover, Leonard even suspected that the current movement of the labyrinth might be “disordered.”

The intention was to completely seal off those who intruded into the Tomb.

“This is bad…”

Leonard’s mind spun rapidly, seeking a glimmer of hope to break the deadlock.

But no matter how hard he thought, it was a dead end.

After running through several more corridors, all different from his memory, the map in Leonard’s mind was in complete chaos.

At that moment, inspiration struck, and he decisively let Elder Clinton go ahead of him, letting him lead the way.

If scientific memory didn’t work, then it was time to rely on metaphysics.

Among the trio, there was one “anchor point.”

Elder Clinton himself didn’t realize that he was that human navigation system.

No matter which passage it was, he dove right in without looking back.

Normally, running around like this in a labyrinth was extremely dangerous.

Not to mention encountering creatures like the Secret Keeper that could not be killed, if they ran into a dead-end, being caught by the Mechanical Titan meant certain death.

However, Elder Clinton had an innate “bypass danger” physique, and miraculously, the three of them managed to avoid all monsters and dead-ends.

Leonard also breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Yet this chaotic running meant that he also had no idea where they were now.

Escaping the Underground Palace seemed to be entirely a matter of luck.

And the sense of looming death never left his heart.

While running, Leonard’s mind continued to race.

Their threat was not just the monsters and Mecha in the labyrinth, but also the people from the Southern Continent.

…

It wasn’t just Leonard and his companions who noticed the labyrinth’s operational change.

Prince Salo and his group running into the labyrinth also quickly realized the problem.

With three Mecha in relentless pursuit, they had already lost dozens of people.

Even as they split up to run, it didn’t help much.

The three Mecha seemed to have a way to lock onto the intruders, discovering their locations no matter where they hid.

Then they would catch up and engage in a ruthless slaughter before continuing the chase…

This maze-like death game, even Old Karen, who was the strongest in the group, was gradually breaking into a sweat.

Originally, by relying on familiar corridors, they might not have been able to escape, but at least they would not run into a dead-end.

But now that the passageways had changed, life and death rested entirely on luck.

Without familiar routes, it was all too easy to end up at a dead-end.

Just like that.

Although several guard teams attracted the attention of the three Mechanical Titans as bait, it didn’t take long before they heard the sound of metal friction running behind them again.

Prince Salo had never faced such a desperate situation: “Damn it, what now?”

Old Karen knew what he was thinking and stopped him: “Your Highness, under these circumstances, calling anyone is useless. Even summoning those few from the royal palace won’t solve the problem…”

“…”

Hearing this, Salo’s face darkened and he remained silent.