The spacious elevator showcased its exceptional craftsmanship: constant pressure, constant temperature, simulated gravity—all the forces of acceleration and deceleration were neutralized by the artificial gravity field. In just ten minutes, it reached the core hub of the fortress.
Yang Ming said in a deep voice, "If we can blend in later, do your best. Our mission is to find the fortress's weapon control system and access port, not to eliminate the soldiers here."
"Understood, my lord... I mean, my idol."
Bryant bowed slightly, the smile on his face slightly morbid.
Just as Yang Ming and his companion were about to enter the central layer of the fortress, within one of the elevators going from the outer to the middle layer, Griss and the others looked at the dozen Mechanical Guards in front of them, quietly awaiting the imminent battle.
