Chapter 1846 The Glory of the World to the Sun (50)
"Hmm." Bedivere frowned when he saw the monster looking at him.
At the same time, Strategist Eric also instantly retracted all the floating shields to his side for defense, and moved the floating wheelchair closer to the shore, trying to join Bediwell and others!
But he obviously didn't have time to merge, and he would encounter several sieges during the merge! Almost all the tiger fish flying out of the water in the sky aimed at Eric, and he was surrounded by ambushes on all sides.
There is murderous intent everywhere!
Wow! In order to help his younger brother, Lawrence Big has produced five or six fireballs one after another and thrown them out one after another. They touched the water around Eric and exploded, causing enough shock waves.
Let those tiger fish that want to jump out of the water pause their actions, even though it is only a delay of one or two seconds!
In addition, several bounty hunters in the crowd who were hired as bodyguards by the Meyerson Brotherhood also took out light guns and bows and arrows and fired them, trying to suppress the violent schools of fish with firepower!
Bedivere lacks the means to attack from a distance. The longest stretch of his whip is only about seven or eight yards, and the scimitar is a melee weapon. It is obviously unable to assist Eric. He can only do what he wants while standing on the shore.
in a hurry!
"Here!" Academician Zuster handed Bediwell a photon pistol.
"Uh, there's a question..." Bedivere muttered as he took the pistol: "My shooting skills are terrible...but I can use bows and arrows very well."
But it was obvious that no one else could hear Bedivere's whispers. They were busy opening fire to support strategist Eric Bedivere, so he could only depressedly pick up his pistol and aim it in the distance------
Whoosh! A light bullet shot straight towards Strategist Eric's head!
Boom! Although Eric was busy dealing with the bone tiger fish flying out of the water to attack him, his defense was of course unambiguous. The luminous bomb did not hurt him. When the light bomb hit his head
It was blocked by the floating shield he controlled before.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill me?!" What Bedivere did made the strategist Eric couldn't help but curse.
"Uh." The werewolf young man put down the light gun in his hand: "So as I said, my marksmanship is terrible..."
"It's really bad." Lawrence next to him also said.
Bedivere quickly rolled his eyes at Lawrence.
However, they didn't have much time to talk and laugh, and the giant black-shelled trilobite centipede wouldn't stand still and let Eric go. It started to move, or it had been accumulating power for a long time, and was about to
Start releasing powerful attacks!
Zhi! ------The water surface around the monster began to boil, evaporating extremely thick fog or water vapor. The already low visibility dropped even lower. People had to stop shooting to avoid accidental injuries from random shooting.
friendly forces.
However, Strategist Eric has moved a long distance and is not far from the shore. Bediwell can vaguely see the figure of Strategist Eric sitting in a wheelchair in the fog, but at the same time he chases this figure.
Here comes the huge black-shelled monster! The red light it emits changes from spreading to gathering together, from being weak that is almost blocked by the thick fog to being so intense that it easily penetrates the thick fog. It is obvious that its next blow will
It will be amazing!
"Everyone squat down and hide behind me!" the werewolf youth shouted, and at the same time he kicked up the two rubber boats next to him and piled them up in front of him to form a waist-high but unreliable bunker! His tungsten turtle tongue whip
Also ready, the static protection ring has changed into an inverted U shape, only guarding the front and sides!
Swish swish swish swish swish!! As soon as Bediwell finished speaking, thousands of rays of red light penetrated the thick fog and came one after another. The red light emitting astonishing brightness was probably composed of some kind of photon
missiles, but it will never be certain if Bediville doesn't personally carry out the attack!
Click, click, click, click, click, click, click! So the countless red-light missiles pierced the rubber boats piled up as bunkers, making countless holes in them! The parts that were not blocked by the bunkers were left to the shells.
The tungsten turtle-tongue whip in Diville's hand resisted, and in a frantic dance, it had already deflected at least a thousand red-light missiles coming towards it!
As those things clanked to the ground, Bediwell also saw clearly the true identity of the so-called red light missiles. They were slender steel needles. They were surrounded by magic on the surface, so they emitted the deadly and deadly energy just now.
The dazzling red light is like attaching a photon blade to a fixed object. Bediwell heard that before pure lightsabers were invented, ancient people would use similar means to
Magic power (photons) is attached to the surface of weapons to increase the lethality of weapons such as blades. Except for the inner layer wrapped with a layer of "iron core", their operating principles and killing principles are actually not much different from modern photon weapons.
!
If a person is hit by such a thing, he will not only suffer burns, but also suffer severe injuries similar to being injured by a saw, no, being drilled through the body by an electric drill! Moreover, the monster also shoots such a large number of bullets in this direction.
The red light needle flew! If Bediwell hadn't been protected by the electrostatic protection ring of the tungsten turtle tongue whip, the situation would have been really bad!
But------
"Boss, you..." Big Lawrence said suddenly.
"Huh?" At first, the werewolf youth didn't know why Lawrence was so hesitant to speak. But he soon figured it out.
Although the protective ring of the tungsten turtle tongue whip is powerful, it cannot protect against all attacks. Or maybe Bedivere used the rubber boat as a cover because of his cleverness, so the whip gave up the defense of the lower body, and something happened. Although most of the red
When the flying spikes hit the rubber boat, they were blocked by the elasticity and toughness of the inflatable rubber boat and lost their lethality. But there was one red flying spike that penetrated everything after the rubber boat deflated.
The rubber blockage directly hit Bedivere's right leg, and it was also the lower part of the thigh close to the knee!
The initial damage caused by that blow was terrible. It opened a big hole as thick as a thumb on the werewolf youth's thigh. The outer layer of the red light flying spike was coated with photons, and the inner layer was more slender.
High-hardness spikes, when the covering photon layer dissipated, the remaining spikes also fell to the ground, and Bedivere's thigh immediately had a hole that began to bleed crazily!
"Ugh...!" The werewolf youth half-knelt on the ground and reluctantly took out the dagger from his waist: "Lawrence...! There is a trigger on my dagger. When you pull it, it will spurt out.
Medical gel! Come and bandage it for me!"
"Of course, boss!" Lawrence took the dagger tremblingly. However, although Bedivere was seriously injured in his leg, he could only kneel there, unable to move or hide at will. Behind him was a lock.
The door could not be opened for a moment, and there was no place around that could be used as a bunker for the Brotherhood group to hide in! It is no exaggeration to say that Bediwell is now the group of people behind him
If he walks away from here and removes the protective ring of the tungsten turtle tongue whip, the people around him will be turned into a hornet's nest by the next wave of flying spikes of red light!
"Sorry, I'm late." Strategist Eric just arrived at the shore at this time: "Is anyone else injured?"
He would say [yet] because when he joined the crowd, he saw Bedivere with a robe on his leg. But he didn't know if there were other casualties in the brotherhood.
"How late!" The werewolf young man roared in pain: "I almost thought you would die on the road!"
"This is your attitude towards the disabled." Seeing Bedivere turning pale in pain from his leg injury, even Eric himself joked with Bedivere casually.
Swish, swish, swish, swish! An even crazier rain of needles came. But Eric was present this time, and the shield he deployed easily made up for Bedivere's shortcomings in defense, and he easily dodged it.
This wave of red light needle rain attack!
"Woo!" When Big Lawrence was helping Bediwell bandage his wounds, the werewolf young man couldn't help but grinned and let out a low groan. In order to distract him, he turned around and yelled at the group of brothers: "You're not feeling better yet? What are we doing?"
When can we leave this hellish place?!"
"It will be ready soon!" Academician Zuster replied. Several people from the Meyerson Brotherhood were already surrounding the exit door, preparing the spherical golem that can emit high-frequency sound waves for excavation.
Boom!! Several spherical golems aimed at the door and fired high-frequency sonic booms together, shaking the tight exit door loose!
But it's still locked. What a strong door!
Dong dong dong dong dong dong!! Another burst of arrows came, the attack became more fierce and more frequent, the trilobite centipede-like monster seemed to have endless ammunition! Bedivere and Eric worked together to block the attack
came down, but the situation was still very dangerous. Several red-light needles missed the protective ring of Bediwell's Tungsten Turtle Tongue Whip, passing by the neck, shoulders and lower abdomen of the werewolf youth, and almost missed Bediville again.
There are several big holes in Weir's body! Eric's side is actually not much better, but the strategist Eric is sitting in a floating wheelchair, and the area that may be hit is relatively small, even if there are a few shots occasionally
The sharp spikes hit his wheelchair, but the sturdy wheelchair still didn't stop functioning, it just showed a few scratches!
"Get out of the way!" Seeing that the battle was becoming more and more dangerous, and the Brotherhood group was helpless against the gate, Lawrence the Great rushed over and shouted.
The members of the Brotherhood quickly got out of the way, but Lawrence's fireball arrived as expected, exploding in the center of the gate!
Pounds! Fireballs are the kind of fireballs that don’t have high heat but the shock wave they set off is amazing. Bediwell has always wanted to know what little tricks Lawrence used to create such a wonderful magical fireball. But now it’s not a big question.
With Lawrence's timing, more flying needles of red light rushed in crazily, all over the sky. The black-shelled trilobite centipede had no intention of letting Bediwell and the others leave this room!
The shock wave of the explosion passed, but the door was still standing. Bedivere didn't seem to be surprised at all. But what Lawrence did next was beyond the werewolf youth's expectations. The guy shouted loudly and sprinted towards the door.
He raised his fists, aimed at the gap in the center of the door, and smashed it down!
Pound!! Under the impact of that ordinary human flesh and blood, the door that could not be easily opened even by a supersonic explosion was forcibly opened!