Chapter 1835 The Glory of the World to the Sun (Thirty-nine)
Seeing all this, Bediwell couldn't help but frowned and turned around and said: "That won't work, Academician Zuster. If I were the only one, I could try to get through this corridor full of institutions. But even so, I guess I
You will also get some glory. With your skills, you will definitely not be able to pass through this kind of machine formation. If you force it through, you will probably be missing an arm, a leg or something."
"I couldn't agree more with this, Mr. Bedivere." Academician Zuster answered truthfully, without any intention of avoiding the question.
"Then what should we do? You don't have to explore the ancient tomb anymore, am I the only one to continue going deeper?" The werewolf youth asked even more depressedly.
"Please bring this thing with you, Mr. Bedivere." Zuster then handed the werewolf youth an object the size of a fist, similar to an iron disc.
"This is?"
"The anchor terminal of the short-distance teleportation device." Zuster said: "With this, short-distance quantum teleportation within a range of about a hundred yards can be carried out. As long as you take this device to a safe place at the other end of the corridor, put it
Once the device is set up, we can use the device on the transmission end to transmit it."
"Interesting. Is it the same thing as the teleportation spells of mages?" Bedivere took the iron disc in his hand and played with it. The thing was not very heavy, but it was filled with the green light that came out from the tiny gaps.
Sense of technology: "Is it so powerful to achieve teleportation by just relying on equipment? Is this one of the black technologies that the Meyerson Brotherhood obtained from their excavations?"
"Although it is similar to the teleportation spells used by mages, the principle is very different." Zuster said, "This relies on breaking people into light quanta that can move at high speeds over short distances, and then quickly move to the anchor point at the other end.
Put it back together again to achieve short-distance transmission. However, this transmission technology is very risky. If the distance is far, it is easy to cause interference. If the person who decomposed it into light quanta cannot put it back together------"
"It will become a puddle of meat paste, right." Bedivere stuffed the disk into his backpack and said disapprovingly.
"After reaching the other end of the corridor, please try to set up a teleportation device that can be in a straight line with this side, and try to avoid obstacles in the way." Academician Zust also ordered: "Too many obstacles will also cause interference."
, let the transmission fail."
"Okay, let me see what to do." Bediwell looked around and saw that the corridor itself was quite straight - assuming that after Bediwell ran the hundred yards of corridor, it would still remain the same.
words.
"I will support you, Mr. Bedivere." Strategist Lawrence Jr. (Eric) also released four floating shields, which were waiting about three yards behind Bedivere. They will not hinder
Bedivere's actions allow him to step forward to help Bedivere block the attack at a critical moment. This setting itself is quite reasonable.
"Can't you temporarily hand over the control of these floating shields to me?" the werewolf youth complained. Although Eric would be responsible for the rescue, Bediwell felt that it would be better to control the floating shields for active defense.
A little more handy.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Bedivere. All the floating weapons here are adjusted to receive my brain waves. It will take a long time for it to receive and act on other people's brain waves."
"Really? Then forget it." Bedivere stretched his muscles and made preparations for sprinting.
"Boss, be careful." Big Lawrence also said.
"Ah, no one can die." Bedivere took a deep breath: "Then I will go."
Whoosh! As soon as Bediwell finished speaking, he ran towards the depths of the corridor, causing a wave of air that could shake the people around him.
He is extremely fast because he believes that most of the mechanisms in front of him are pressure-sensitive mechanisms, which will trigger and hurt people when he runs over. But as long as Bediwell is fast enough, many pressure-sensitive mechanisms will be triggered before hurting Bediwell.
, being avoided or run by the werewolf youth.
His theory was roughly correct. Countless spikes emerged from behind Bedivere and pierced out from the ground, walls and ceiling. However, because Bedivere ran very fast, the spike trap always arrived a step too late.
It is true that the deadly spike traps cannot do anything to Bediwell, but the werewolf youth knows very well that this corridor full of traps must not only be as simple as pressure-sensitive spikes, or that the spike traps are only entry-level and can only be used.
It's just to prevent some adventurers with limited abilities.
Sure enough, Bedivere had just run not far away when new movement appeared about five yards in front of him. The mechanism "chasing" the werewolf youth behind him was just a cover, used to force the adventurer to move forward quickly.
But the real killer weapon is the terrifying knife wheel array in front of Bediwell. Dozens of brackets carry rapidly rotating serrated knife wheels, emerging from mechanisms hidden on the wall and floor. The knife wheels begin to rotate rapidly.
, the brackets are waving back and forth crazily, and together they form a knife array that can cut a person into dozens of pieces in an instant, and the gap between the knife wheels is extremely small, making it almost invulnerable!
"Boss!" Big Lawrence exclaimed behind Bedivere. Breaking into the knife formation like this is very risky. To put it bluntly, dozens of lives are not enough. But Bedivere has no way out.
, as long as he slows down his running speed slightly, the pressure sensor behind him will continue, and the spikes coming out will poke thousands of holes in the body of the werewolf youth!
"Huh." Bedivere also knew that the crisis in front of him was not easy to deal with, and he could only go all out. Without hesitation for a moment, he slapped his right arm with one hand and activated the switch on his right bracelet. Hidden in
The mechanism on the silver bracelet instantly sprouted a drug injection needle, injecting a special drug into the werewolf youth's veins!
The [Time Potion] prepared by Archmage Logan for Bedivere is a stimulant that can accelerate the speed of neural reaction. It can make Bedivere's thinking speed explosively increase in a very short period of time, and this increase
It is also equivalent to slowing down the time around Bedivere in disguise, allowing the werewolf young man to quickly turn his thoughts and come up with countermeasures for the situation in front of him.
There must be countermeasures, no matter how desperate the situation in front of him seems. The phantom of Menes told Bedivere that his tomb is full of mechanisms, and he tried his best to stop Bedivere
[The uninvited guest in this prophecy], but Menis must have left a way out for Bedivere, and will not use an insidious mechanism that is absolutely impossible to crack to kill the werewolf youth. ------ Because Menis seems to think that Bedivere
In addition to being the creator of chaos that brings about the destruction of the world, Diville may also be the person who brings hope and makes the static destiny turn around again.
Thousands of thoughts passed through Bedivere's mind in a ten thousandth of a second. In addition to thinking about countermeasures for the situation at hand, he seemed to have thought of many other things. Logan's potion was not only effective, it actually
It's so effective!
Ouch! The tungsten turtle tongue whip in Bediwell's hand was thrown out, straight. Its trajectory was very clever, and it happened to be in a blind corner of the sawtooth knife wheel array - a ceiling on the upper right side of Bediwell
At the corner, the whip that flew out triggered its internal mechanism before it touched the ceiling. The Black Moon God Steel pointed dagger at the end of the whip opened like a claw, firmly clamping the corner of the ceiling!
Bediwell pulled hard, and at the same time used the current to control the whip to contract like a spring! Using the traction of the whip itself, Bediwell was pulled over and flew towards the "safe" corner on the ceiling!
"No! The space is too small!" Lawrence exclaimed. Although there is no trace of the cutter wheel that can touch that corner, the cutter wheel next to that corner is still rotating. The radius of the cutter wheels on the ceiling and wall is three feet wide.
They and the corner of the wall just formed a triangular gap that a normal person could not squeeze into. Bediwell relied on the traction of the whip to fly over, but before he could fly to a safe place, his body would be knifed.
When the edge of the wheel touches, at least half of the cross-sectional area will overlap with the cutter wheel!
Bedivere, who was flying in the air, smiled confidently and activated [Beast Transformation] as he flew over.
Under normal circumstances, with the size of an adult man, of course, he cannot squeeze into such a small gap. But Bediwell is a beast, and he can activate the ability of [Beast Transformation] anytime and anywhere to turn into a silver wolf. Transformation
After becoming a wolf, Bediwell will be much smaller, his body will be slightly lighter, and his movements will be more flexible! He easily passed through the triangular gap formed by the two knife wheels and the corner of the wall, and escaped from
After the danger, he did not immediately change back to his original shape, but instead used his four wolf legs to kick the wall suddenly, using the space in the corner of the wall to perform a wall-kicking triangle jump!
In front of him, there were three knife wheels that were flying horizontally and vertically. They were waiting insidiously for Bediwell to pass through the space in the corner, trying to cut into pieces the proud Bediwell after passing through the gap! But Bediwell
Weir's triangle jump made him move quickly in another direction. He turned into a silver wolf and did a somersault in mid-air. He used the fine-tuning movements of his body during the somersault to force himself between the three knife wheels.
Pass by!
By the time Bediwell completed this series of complex and changeable movements, returned to human form and crouched down to the ground, the deadly knife wheel formation had already been left three yards behind by the werewolf youth!
"Awesome!" Strategist Eric, who was observing all this from a distance, couldn't help but whisper.