Chapter 1832 Shining in the Sun Wheel Thirty-Eight
Chapter 1832 The Glory of the World to the Sun (38)
Bedivere seemed to hear a harsh sound wave exploding not far in front of him, but the uncomfortable feeling only lasted less than half a second. High-frequency ultrasonic waves that normal humans could not hear were emitted from those small spherical golems.
, exploded in front of the steel gate, and ultra-high-frequency vibrations spread along the steel gate, and seemed to also spread in the internal structure of the gate. High-frequency ultrasonic waves not only have a powerful effect on sand and stone
The loosening effect, it seems to be very effective in destroying door locks. After being vibrated by the ultrasonic waves of three golems, the lock in the door was probably broken and loosened. Bediwell could even hear the door being loosened.
the sound of!
"Open it for me!!" Two more things similar to floating shields flew out of Eric's wheelchair, but they were not shields, but swords. The floating sword blades immediately spun at extremely high speeds.
Crash into the loose door at speed!
"Get ready to withstand the impact!" Strategist Eric shouted, and moved several floating shields to the front!
Pound!! The two floating sword blades violently hit the iron door and exploded at the same time! The place where they exploded was just right, right in the gap between the two steel doors. The door lock had already been shaken loose by the ultrasonic waves, and the door lock was already shaky.
The door, after experiencing this explosion, was immediately opened from the middle--or in other words, it was forced open!
A place similar to a stairwell appeared opposite the door, and everyone did not hesitate for a moment and rushed directly into the door. However, Lawrence, who was walking at the back, threw something out with a backhand.
"What are you doing------" Bedivere turned around and was about to ask.
Boom!!------A violent explosion occurred behind Bediwell and others. The rain of arrows originally shot towards the backs of the werewolf youth and others, but they were blown away by the violent wind of the explosion.
.However, although the explosion was powerful, it was not as powerful as its momentum. The werewolf young man only felt a relatively strong shock wave coming from his back, but did not feel the heat or lethality.
"Close the door! Close the door quickly!" Academician Zuster shouted after rushing through the corridor. Bedivere pushed Lawrence away with one hand, and his tungsten turtle tongue whip flew out. At the same time, he hooked the handrails on both sides of the steel door and closed them again.
!The iron door itself is not very heavy, it is just hard, and the mechanism inside is strong enough. The two doors were quickly pulled by whips, and closed tightly with a bang, while countless shots were fired from the mechanism corridor.
The poisonous arrow landed on the steel door with a clanging sound, and was firmly blocked!
"Huh!" The werewolf youth finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that they were out of danger for the time being.
"Well, stairs?" Eric, the strategist in front, looked at the deep, spiraling downward stairwell and couldn't help but be wary. He didn't know what kind of sinister mechanism was waiting for them next.
Or maybe the stairwell extending downward was originally a trap?
"The narrow stairwell is not easy to defend." Bediwell stepped forward to look at the situation and said, "Do you want to find someone to explore the way first?"
"It's not necessary." Eric detached a floating shield from his floating wheelchair, and at the same time took out a rather heavy sphere in his hand. He threw the sphere out and let it fall freely to the ground.
Rolling all the way down the stairs; on the other side, he also drove the floating shield and let it fly down. In this way, whether it is a pressure mechanism or an optical sensing mechanism that may exist on the stairs, it will generally be affected by this
Triggered by a ball and a shield, it is indeed much safer than sending real people to explore the path.
"Humph, interesting." Bedivere hummed.
The sphere seemed to have reached the end of the floor, and when it hit the wall or door, it made a dull thud. The small floating shield that Eric had released was also retracted, and nothing was triggered during the process.
organ.
"Despite this, absolute safety cannot be guaranteed." Strategist Eric added: "It would be best if you are willing to take the lead, Mr. Bedivere."
"Okay." The werewolf youth then raised his whip to create a static protection ring and walked down the stairs ready. In fact, he felt that doing so was a bit redundant because he had never smelled the slightest smell of blood or blood in this dark stairwell.
The iron smell of the mechanism, in theory, there is no big problem in the stairwell itself.
"Actually, if you really want to ensure the safety of the expedition, you should call someone who is proficient in the Eagle Eye Technique to lead the team." After taking a few steps, Bediwell began to mutter: "If someone knows how to use the Eagle Eye Technique, hide it in the cave."
The various local agencies can’t trouble the expedition team at all, right?”
"Unfortunately, that is impossible," Academician Zuster's voice came from above the stairwell: "The tomb of the first pharaoh King Menes was protected with the highest level of confidentiality. The walls, ceiling and floor were all covered with magic shields.
Barrier, even the powerful Eagle Eye Technique cannot penetrate its secrets."
That's right. It was only then that Bediwell remembered that the strange and luxurious gilt carvings on the walls and ceilings from just now had been vaguely hidden with various seemingly magical contracts. That turned out to be used to disrupt the Eagle Eye technique.
Is that so? Could it be that Menes made such a magic shielding barrier inside the entire pyramid to eliminate all possibilities of peeping with the Eagle Eye technique? But the entire huge tomb was covered with
How much manpower and material resources would be consumed to create such a tight magic barrier? I really can’t even think about it.
Sure enough, if you have wealth and power, you can do anything.
In any case, Bediwell walked down to the lower level without incident. In front of him was another iron door, and it looked particularly heavy.
"The stairs look very safe, you can go down------" Bedivere shouted, and was about to call the people above to join him. But before he could finish speaking, the tungsten turtle tongue whip in his hand suddenly
It emitted a golden light, startling the werewolf young man.
"Wait, don't come down yet! There seems to be something!" he called out quickly.
"Boss? Are you okay?" Lawrence from upstairs asked worriedly.
Bedivere did not answer. It should be said that he was a little confused and did not know what was happening in front of him. There seemed to be no mechanism on the stairs, and the iron door in front of Bedivere also seemed to have no mechanism, but in Bedivere's hands
The tungsten tortoise tongue whip is glowing--or, to be more precise, the black Lunar steel pointed dagger at the end of his tungsten tortoise tongue whip is emitting golden light.
The werewolf youth suddenly remembered the deep-sea exploration he had conducted with King Arthur and others this morning. In the deep-sea cave of the Red Sea Trench, Bediwell found a fragment of a golden gem, and the fragment eventually ran into the Black Moon Goddess.
The inside of the steel-tipped dagger is "fused" with the dagger.
But there is no mistake. The golden light emitted by the pointed dagger now is exactly the golden light it emitted when Bediwell fought against the dark creatures.
This inexplicable golden light is very close to the light of the sun, making it so dazzling that people can't look straight at it.
The golden light became more and more intense, and the tungsten turtle tongue whip began to twist as if it was alive!
"Boss? Are you okay?!" The intense golden light spread upwards along the stairwell, and Lawrence upstairs called out again.
"It's okay! There's just something shining here!" Bediwell said hurriedly: "For the sake of safety, don't come down yet, let me find out the situation!"
"Okay, please be safe!" Academician Zuster also shouted.
There is a reason why Bedivere did not ask the group of scholars above to come down. In addition to not knowing the current situation and fearing danger, Bedivere also vaguely felt intuitively that the matter of the gold and gem fragments should not be known to others.
.When his tungsten turtle tongue whip emits this strange golden light, it is best that there are no other witnesses.
And as if in response to the golden light on Bedivere's pointed dagger, the iron door also opened. Inside was an ordinary small room with a ceiling dotted with hard steel walls. There was a translucent golden figure standing there.
In the center of the room, he appeared like a ghost, looking directly at Bedivere like a ghost.
------The werewolf youth was so frightened that his scalp went numb.
"Coming with the fragments of the Eye of the Sun, I think you are the creator of chaos in the prophecy." The golden figure began to speak. No, it was not speaking. His lips did not move, but his voice was speaking.
There was a sound in Deville's head, which seemed to be some kind of telepathy.
"What?" Bedivere felt confused: "Are you talking to me?"
"Although I tried every means to seal the Eye of the Sun, and even hid it in the most secret and dark corner of the world, you still found it." The golden figure ignored Bedivere's question and continued to talk to himself: "Chaos
Creator, what are you looking for? Destruction or hope?"
"Destruction? Hope? What on earth are you talking about?"
"I and my descendants were once instigated by those false gods hiding in the dark, and searched for these Key Stones all over the world. However, I realized that this was a conspiracy, and used all means to hide the Key Stones.
, just to avoid the worst case scenario."
"I don't understand...what do you want?" Bedivere became even more depressed.
"Boss, who are you talking to?" Lawrence the Great upstairs couldn't help but ask, seeming to hear Bedivere's voice, but unable to hear what the golden phantom told Bedivere using telepathy.
"Nothing! Wait a minute!" Bedivere took a step back and looked at the phantom warily.
"O creator of chaos. I don't know whether you came with malice to bring the end of the world to an end; or you came with hope to make the fate of the world that should have stopped turn around again. Anyway, come here.
Accept the trial.
The prophecy has been blank so far.
Whether the outcome will be good or bad, no one can predict.
All I can do is try my best to stop you.
In order to prevent chaos from spreading in my country again."
After finishing speaking, the golden shadow suddenly turned into mist and disappeared.
It was only then that Bedivere realized that the figure just now was probably a video made by magic.
And the identity of that figure is probably Menes, the first pharaoh.