Chapter 1257 Rest and Reconciliation in Silent Night (34)
At the same time (?), the base of the Knights of the West, Attenborough, was in the medical room.
Du---------du---------du---------
The strange low hums in the scanner, accompanied by the scanning light sweeping across Bedivere's body, made the werewolf youth lying in the machine not only uncomfortable, but also bored to the point of falling asleep.
What are you doing, Bedivere? The werewolf is extremely puzzled. In order to borrow that stupid metal detector from the stupid fishman prince Tristan, you, who are so smart in your life, actually agreed to this stupid thing.
deal. Now, you, who are so smart, are lying in this stupid metal cylinder, undergoing this stupid physical examination. God knows how long this stupid scanning procedure will last?
Speaking of which, how long did it take? The scan took so long, it should be over, right?!
"Uh...doctor?" Bedivere endured it for a long time before he couldn't help but ask: "How long will the scan last? Are you bothered? Let's end this damn procedure."
No one answered.
"Doctor? Doctor?" Thinking that his voice was drowned out by the sound of the machine, the werewolf raised the volume by five decibels and repeated: "Let me out quickly!"
Still no answer. Damn it. Did that guy have a "big deal in life" to attend to and walked away temporarily?
Bedivere frowned and waited patiently for about three minutes. However, he did not hear the sound of anyone entering or leaving the room. Well, it might be a real "big" event in life, and it might take longer this time.
time.
Bedivere frowned again, and waited patiently for about... ten minutes? Then all the blue veins appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't wait any longer, and began to muster up his strength and yell: "Hey! There's still something going on outside.
Is anyone here?!"
Still no answer. Could it be that the damn old military doctor fell asleep beside the surveillance scanner because he was too bored?
The young werewolf couldn't wait any longer. He knocked hard on the inner wall of the scanner: "Doctor! Wake up! Let me---come out---from---this---
go!!"
There was no answer. They were all shouting at this volume. The old man was either deaf or too sleepy to hear. In any case, it seemed impossible to get out of here just by shouting.
Bedivere looked around, trying to find a way to get out of this damn metal cylinder. If he destroyed the scanner with brute force, he should be able to escape in theory. The problem is that the machine is running, and the inside is filled with
Radioactive, God knows whether destroying its inner wall will cause a radioactive leakage accident? (And it doesn’t seem good to damage the property of the Knights of the West...)
Then, the only way left to get out of here is where Bediwell came in, which is the small door at the end of the metal bed where the werewolf was lying. It is currently closed tightly, but if the force is used properly, Bediwell
Weir might be able to pry it open without damaging any of the scanner's functions.
Of course, he had to use his feet. The metal cylinder was quite narrow, and the werewolf couldn't turn around when he was lying here. He had to awkwardly use his feet to pick at the cracks of the metal door, hoping that it wouldn't close firmly and he could easily close it with his feet.
Kicked away. But the stupid wolf regretted the moment he kicked it. He only felt a soreness in his heel, and then the stinging pain spread along the nerves all over his body, and the pain suddenly made his scalp numb.
Kicking was indeed not a good idea. Despite this, the small metal door still opened a small gap. So Bediwell awkwardly used his toes to pull the gap, and finally opened the small door wider, but
He regretted it again.------Some kind of gas seeped in from outside the door.
The light inside the metal cylinder is very dark, and the only thing that can be used for illumination is the light of the scanners that shine back and forth on Bediwell. Fortunately, the silver hair on the werewolf's body can reflect the light to the maximum extent, allowing Bediwell to barely see.
Gas seeping in.
"What? Sleeping gas?" Bediwell immediately became unhappy and protested loudly: "Is this some kind of vulgar joke? First trap me here, and then put sleeping gas from outside to knock me out, so that I can look at me.
Making a fool of yourself?!＂
There was still no response from the outside.
"Damn!" Bedivere became even more angry: "Reply quickly, damn doctor! I know you are outside!! You must be suppressing your laughter while eating popcorn and watching the show, right?!"
no respond.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!! The game is over, hurry up---te---what---get---me---out---from---this------
go out---------!!"
Still no response at all.
"Okay, that's enough!" Bedivere desperately held his breath and tried to pry open the small metal door before he fainted from the hypnotic gas. However, his forceful prying of the door caused a burst of noise at the metal joint of the door.
The harsh sound attracted something evil in the darkness.
"Woo------try harder------"
While Bediwell pried the door hard, some kind of black tentacles slowly wriggled towards the door.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh by" Bedivere complained with a grin on his face.
He didn't notice the tentacles crawling along the edge of the door, so he just spread his legs and pushed the door open.
The tentacles continued to crawl into the scanner, slowly approaching the werewolf's ass. He spread his legs and lay naked in the metal cylinder. Part of Bedivere was defenseless and had been targeted by the black monster tentacles.
Whoosh! Several tentacles suddenly tied the werewolf's legs.
"What are you doing?! Ouch----------!" When the werewolf felt something binding his legs, it was already too late. The tentacles had already wrapped around him tightly and moved towards his legs.
Attack the lower body!
"What?!" The panicked werewolf was even more affected by the sleeping gas, and his limbs gradually became numb.
Those tentacles took advantage of the opportunity and burrowed into the hole as soon as they saw it, and were about to invade Bedivere's body!
Swish! There was a crisp sound accompanied by the flash of the sword, and the tentacles that bound Bedivere suddenly let go.
"Hmm...?" Bedivere breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly looked outside the scanner, trying to figure out what was going on outside.
"Look at this wolf!" Bedivere just looked out the small door and saw the mocking face of the evil star: "It stinks! What did you do just now? Did you pee in the machine?
"
"Nonsense." The werewolf quickly climbed out of the open door and saw Tristan, Ivan, Paramidis and Evil Star all there: "What the hell was that just now?"
"As you can see, it's a tentacle." Ivan threw a set of clean clothes to Bedivere and explained without emotion: "And it's probably the tentacles of the deep sea troll."
"Abyssal troll?" The werewolf frowned: "It should have been subdued seven years ago?"
"Obviously it escaped from Vivian's old research institute," Paramedis covered his stomach and bent over with a smile: "And it almost made your kid partially unsafe, huh huh huh --
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"Shut up!" the werewolf cursed while putting on his clothes: "Why are you here, Paramedes?"
"I was just passing by here on my way home to visit my little Hal." Palamedes said matter-of-factly.
"Rather than put on clean clothes, I think you should take a shower first." Evil Star covered his nose and looked at Bedivere with a look of disgust.
"No, we just need this [smelly] guy as bait." Tristan smiled coldly: "As long as we lure the deep sea trolls from the castle dungeon to the coast, we can use the main gun of the [Ice Crystal] to attack the deep sea trolls."
The troll was reduced to a pulp."
Bedivere shouted even more dissatisfied: "Oh! So you think I will honestly do what you say and be a scapegoat?"
A victor's smile flashed across the face of the fishman prince Tristan: "You have no other choice. We brought you here through the portal. If you want to go back, you have to cooperate with us."
Bedivere's face instantly became ferocious, as if he was about to kill someone. However, he immediately covered up the ferocity on his face and weakly replied: "Very good, that's it."
"I'm glad we finally reached a consensus." The fishman prince spread out the prepared map on the table beside him and began to draw signs: "Ivan, Evil Star, and I headed to the north wing to be responsible for opening the castle's sluice gate.
.The fast-footed Palamedes and Bedivere teamed up to go to the castle dungeon to lure the monster out."
"Put this on." He took out two more micro walkie-talkies and handed them to Bedivere and Paramedis: "Ivan will be responsible for monitoring the movements of the monster and guiding your actions."
Although he didn't want to be led by others, Bedivere really didn't have a better plan, so he had to do everything according to Tristan's words. He didn't care about dealing with the deep sea trolls at all, he just wanted to put an end to the trouble here as soon as possible.
After finishing the matter, go back to the hotel and have a good sleep.
More black tentacles crawled out of the ventilation ducts in the room and spread toward everyone.
"It's here again! Everyone, go!" Tristan broke out of the window, used his weapon as a support, and escaped along the outer wall of the castle.
"Let's go too." Palamedes took out a photon dagger and ran towards the door of the medical room.
"Don't you have a better weapon in your hand?" The werewolf took another photon dagger from Palamedes and asked in confusion. His tungsten turtle tongue whip was left on the [Ice Crystal].
Without that, I always feel uneasy.
"All the other weapons were left in the hotel. They were never brought here from the beginning." Palamedes knocked on his Luna Steel Arm Armor: "But don't worry, in addition to the borrowed weapons, I also have this
thing."
Palamedes' Luna Steel Arm Armor can indeed be used as a glove, and it is very powerful. The problem is------
The werewolf followed the leopard warrior out of the corridor and said with a long face: "That's an octopus monster with strong regeneration ability. You can't kill it with a fist blow, right?"
"Huhu, you will understand soon." Palamedes smiled mysteriously.