Passing through the corridor into the Holy Shrine's interior, Duanmu Huai arrived at the control room. The technology priests and mecha servants were busy working, and the entire hall was silent except for the occasional knocking sounds. Not even a single person looked up at Duanmu Huai, as if they hadn't noticed the uninvited guests, and the noise from the combat at the gate seemed nonexistent.
"Teacher, can I cut these too?"
Mianmu Zuoniao curiously stared at the technology priests in front of her, her eyes scanning them with the intention of attacking if unsure, but Duanmu Huai merely glanced at the technology priests and looked away.
Then, he nodded slightly.
"Go ahead."
Before he finished speaking, Duanmu Huai grabbed a passing slave worker and threw it forward like a baseball. The slave crashed into several technology priests connected to the Contemplator and then slammed into the opposite wall, turning into a dismantled puppet.
"Yaha!"
