The machine was surrounded by numerous pipes and lines, interwoven like a complex neural network. Some pipes were as thick as an adult's arm, with an unknown liquid flowing inside, which shimmered with a ghostly light, as if teeming with the curses of countless vengeful spirits. Other lines were as thin as hair, yet emitted faint sparks of electricity, as if they might provoke a terrible disaster at any moment. These pipes and lines connected the machine to every corner of the room, leaving one to wonder what terrifying things they were transmitting.

Beside the machine was a transparent container, resembling a giant Crystal Coffin, yet exuding an eerie aura. Inside the container was a blurry figure, like a crumpled plume of smoke, constantly twisting and deforming. Sometimes, it resembled a human shape struggling in agony, hands flailing wildly as if grasping for a lifeline. Other times, it was like a shapeless mist, rolling and surging freely within the container. The figure emitted painful moans, the sound sharp and mournful, like a wail from deep within the soul, causing one's spine to chill and hair to stand on end.

"What is this thing?" a young warrior asked in terror, his voice trembling, his eyes wide with fear and confusion. His hands gripped his weapon tightly, knuckles white from the pressure, and he involuntarily stepped back, as if what was inside the container might rush out and devour him at any moment.

Shen Jingqi's heart was filled with shock and anger, his gaze burning with fury, his hands clenched into fists, joints cracking. Looking at the soul inside the container, he said, "This is most likely the device they use for soul experiments. That soul in the container could have been extracted from someone else. These insane bastards dared to do something so inhuman and unethical!" His voice was low and firm, each word squeezed out through clenched teeth, brimming with hatred for those behind the scenes.

Xu An stepped beside the machine, his footsteps light, yet each step felt like it was treading on his own heart. His gaze revealed a hint of surprise and puzzlement, as if confronting a mysterious puzzle he had never seen before. Observing the machine carefully, he noticed that it was adorned with numerous complex buttons and screens. The buttons varied in size and shape, some resembling round buttons, others like square bricks, etched with strange symbols and patterns that made one dizzy at a glance. The screens displayed data and symbols he couldn't understand, strings of data like cryptic codes, symbols like eerie runes, flashing and shifting, seemingly telling an unknown secret.

"This machine looks very advanced, but also very evil. It seems to be harnessing the power of souls for some sort of transformation or enhancement," Xu An said, his voice carrying a tinge of concern and unease. He reached out, wanting to touch the buttons, but hesitated and pulled his hand back. He didn't know what consequences pressing these buttons might have, perhaps unleashing even more terrifying forces, or plunging the entire room into a relentless abyss.

At that moment, the alarm in the room suddenly blared. The alarm sound was sharp and piercing, like countless needles stabbing into people's ears simultaneously. Red lights began flashing, bathing the entire room in a blood-red light, as if immersed in a horrifying blood pool. The frequency of the flashing lights quickened, like a frantically dancing Demon, dizzying to behold. A tense atmosphere enveloped the room, as if a great disaster was impending.

"This isn't good! We might have triggered some alarm." Shen Jingqi shouted, his voice faint amidst the blaring alarm, yet filled with urgency and tension. His gaze swept quickly around the room, trying to locate the source of the alarm and find a way to respond. He held his weapon tightly, body slightly crouched, ready to face danger at any moment.

The warriors, hearing the alarm, immediately tensed up. They quickly huddled together, back to back, weapons gripped firmly in their hands, eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings. Their faces were taut with tension and fear, but their eyes betrayed a hint of determination and bravery. They knew that in the face of this unknown danger, only through unity could there be a sliver of hope.

"Everyone stay calm! Let's assess the situation first." Shen Jingqi shouted, trying to steady everyone's nerves. His voice was steady and powerful, slightly calming the warriors' hearts. But worry filled his own mind. He didn't know what this alarm signified, nor did he know what would happen next.

Meanwhile, Xu An continued to observe the machine, a hint of calmness and focus in his gaze. He tried to find some clues from the machine's data and symbols, hoping to unravel the mystery of this alarm. His fingers gently slid across the display screen, eyes glued to the flickering symbols, his brain racing.

Suddenly, the machine emitted a violent tremor, shaking the entire room like an earthquake. The warriors nearly lost their balance, falling to the ground. They quickly climbed back up, grabbing onto nearby objects to steady themselves.

"What happened? Why did the machine suddenly start shaking?" a warrior yelled in panic.

Shen Jingqi tightly clung to the wall beside him, shouting, "Be careful! This machine might have malfunctioned or triggered some mechanism by the alarm." His gaze was filled with vigilance. He knew that this tremor might only be the beginning, with even more terrifying events to follow.

With the machine's tremor, the soul inside the container grew increasingly agitated. It twisted and deformed more violently, the moans becoming sharper and more harrowing, the sound seemingly possessing an invisible force capable of penetrating one's mind, filling the heart with fear and despair.

"The soul seems to have been provoked, becoming more pained," Xu An said, a hint of sympathy and concern in his eyes. He didn't know what this soul had endured, nor when its suffering would end.

At that moment, one of the machine's display screens suddenly lit up, displaying a line of text: "Intruders, you will pay the price." The line flashed with an eerie glow, sending chills down the viewer's spine.

"What is this? Could it be the machine is warning us?" a warrior asked in horror.

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