Following the flow of space through the levels, Richard was surprised to find that he did not encounter any protective measures.
It was as though this level stood completely open to the outside.
However, he quickly came to his senses.
This was no ordinary ruin. He was effectively inside that slime's belly.
Who would go out of their way to install protective measures inside their own stomach?
Upon entering the level, Richard found his vision filled with incomparably intricate reliefs and paintings.
Over the countless tens of thousands of years in the past, the owner of this laboratory had evidently found himself some work to pass the dull hours.
And this enormous room before him was presumably where it had passed its time.
Many force field display stands stood within the room, and inside them rested numerous exquisitely crafted "artworks."
The quotation marks were necessary because these artworks were machines or weapons by nature. It was only that their structures were so gorgeous and complex that their value as art even surpassed the value of their actual functions.
After all, not every work of art could achieve craftsmanship at the elemental level.
Besides these intricate artworks, Richard also saw many creations made from parts of Dominator bodies atop the display stands.
Although these creations had likewise been meticulously sculpted, the material of a Dominator's body alone determined that they possessed immense practical value.
Within these bodies, Richard sensed more or less the aura of Illusory Rule.
Clearly, this slime had merged with the Illusory Dimension many times before. It was simply that the experimental results had been somewhat unsatisfactory.
"They're all good stuff."
Richard could not help letting out a sigh as he looked at these creations.
Their functions were strange and varied, yet every one of them brought its