Chapter 1875 Shining in the Sun Wheel Seventy-nine
Chapter 1875 The Glory of the World to the Sun (Seventy-nine)
The werewolf young man Bediwell actually knew more about the ancient gods and humans than the strategist Eric. So when Eric mentioned that humans and orcs were slave races of the ancient gods and humans, Bediwell had probably guessed
The whole story of what happened.
In fact, strictly speaking, humans are the slave race of the ancient gods and humans, a race created by the ancient gods and humans to provide basic labor force. However, when humans were created, their fertility was astonishing, so for several generations
After that, it had a huge population base. The ancient gods and humans were deeply afraid that humans would rebel, so they created the orcs to "manage humans."
The orcs, no matter which clan they belong to, are stronger than humans and have more talents, but they also have more "commands" engraved on the level of genetic factors in their bodies. Humans can use magic freely, but orcs cannot.
Orcs can only use a limited number of creation-based magics, such as [Beast Transformation] and [Crazy Transformation].
According to a previous Scarlet Plague incident that occurred in Athens, the population of each race of orcs was even limited. After the population of a certain orc clan grew to a certain point, the old, weak, sick and disabled members of that clan would
They will begin to suffer from the incurable disease [Scarlet Plague]. It seems to be a disease, but in fact it is a certain gene that controls the population in the orcs, killing the over-populated population.
Anyway, both the [slave race] and the [slave race that manages slaves] are the creations of the ancient god-human race, and they must accept the rule of the ancient god-human race. The ancient god-human race buried that kind of gene in the bodies of humans and orcs.
The level [command] is not surprising at all.
In this way, everything makes sense. Spells should indeed be the great magic used by the ancient gods and humans to control humans and orcs.
It is obviously very difficult for humans to curse humans. But what if the ancient gods and humans cast a curse on humans or orcs? ------Because humans and orcs must obey the ancient gods and humans at the genetic level.
The spell will probably be 100% successful.
At this time, Bedivere thought of another thing. Eric mentioned before that Pharaoh Menes once placed a curse on all Egyptians, so that all humans with Egyptian blood could not make up their minds about [Yingqi Orb]. Because
The curse of the first pharaoh, the Egyptians will never be able to find or touch the [Yingqi Orb].
Bediville will not draw a conclusion on the facts. But just now Academician Zuster also mentioned accurately that Menes, the first pharaoh, is very likely to have the blood of the ancient god-human race. If that is really the case, Menes can
Putting a curse on all Egyptians and their descendants does not seem to be a fantasy.
So that’s it. Is it because Eric, the strategist, was thinking thoughtfully just now that he figured this out?
"But I have never heard that there are hybrids of the ancient gods and humans among humans." Bediwell then complained: "Aren't the ancient gods and humans infertile? It is precisely because they are infertile, and they are
Forced by [the decay of the soul], it will eventually lead to destruction, right?"
"Don't ask me this question, it would be better if I knew." Eric shrugged: "Maybe they found some way to create a hybrid of ancient gods and humans? ------Neither.
The ancient gods and humans were not human beings, but demigods in between. Of course, humans were just a slave race, so the existence of such demigods must be a taboo, and the ancient gods and humans did not bother to mention it.
, and few people in the human camp know about it."
"You have said so much but you haven't gotten to the point." Bedivere seemed to have figured out something again and stared at Eric: "So, what's going on with your brother's talent for spells? Could it be that you--
----＂
"Our ancestors may have the blood of demigods, yes." Eric also looked at Bedivere, and then smiled lightly with a hint of self-deprecation: "But after countless generations, this blood has definitely changed.
It is extremely thin. My brother is a special case. It is a kind of atavism. The demigod bloodline that was originally so thin that it was almost negligible suddenly became strong. That's why he has such a terrifying talent for spells."
"Is this what your great teacher Clara told you?" Bedivere suddenly asked.
Strategist Eric was stunned: "She is not my teacher. Strictly speaking, she is just my brother's spell teacher. But yes. Most of the information was told to me personally by her. The rest was verified and observed by myself.
result."
"However, all these are your unilateral remarks." Bedivere frowned: "I can't just believe it. Okay, I will talk to your brother when I get back and see what he thinks."
Eric's face changed instantly: "No. This is absolutely not allowed to be known to my brother!"
"Why?"
"No...it just can't be done! That's what the great teacher told me again and again." Eric said vaguely: "You really want to tell my brother that he unconsciously cast a spell on me, causing all my body to tremble."
Will you be paralyzed for life?!"
"Well...that's right..." Bedivere flinched.
"This matter is kept secret. Believe it or not, it's up to you." Strategist Eric said angrily: "I'm just reminding you to be careful about my brother. Don't look at the careless behavior of my brother now. He
If he is serious, he has the ability to curse others to death, and both humans and orcs are within the range that he can curse to kill."
Every time Eric mentioned the word "curse", Bedivere felt a chill running down his spine.
At the same time, Lawrence Big's shout sounded outside the door: "Boss? ------Brother? ------Are you still in there? Are you alive?"
"Not dead yet!" Bedivere yelled in response angrily.
"You guys stay away from the gate, we are installing explosives and they are going to detonate!"
"Got it!------" Bedivere agreed while turning his head to look at the strategist Eric: "I doubt that explosives can blow open such a door."
"I'm afraid it won't work." Eric replied calmly.
Boom! There was an explosion outside the door. The explosion shook the surrounding area violently and even caused a lot of dust to shake off the ceiling. But the golden door remained motionless. There must be some kind of mechanism inside it that locked the door. The impact of the explosion
I can't move it even one bit.
"No way. Increase the amount of explosives?" Lawrence's voice seemed to come from outside the door.
"No! This is already the maximum amount of explosives that can be used!" Academician Zuster said: "If we add more explosives, even the passage will be in danger of collapsing! If we can't save people, we will bury ourselves alive!"
"...It seems to be very troublesome." Bedivere hummed.
"I don't think they can blow the door open." Strategist Eric also said, "The door of the tomb is obviously designed to defend against intruders. The ancient Egyptians were very good at making such mechanisms. In some places, even modern people can't."
Not as good as."
"Then what should we do? Do we have to be trapped in a place like this?"
"There must be an emergency switch in this tomb to reopen the door that was blocked by mistake." Eric continued his analysis: "Look around."
"Okay." The werewolf youth got up from the ground where he was sitting. He glanced at the strategist Eric again. Eric's face was quite pale because of his broken leg and blood loss. The human body is really fragile. It seems that those simple
First aid measures are not enough. Bediwell should rescue Eric from this tomb as soon as possible and seek medical treatment.
But despite this, Bedivere didn't have the slightest clue and didn't know where to start. The tomb was quite large, and it was full of treasures. There were also hidden mechanisms in the treasures. He continued to search without any clues.
, maybe it will only trigger more murderous mechanisms and make the situation worse.
"Hmph..." Bedivere pulled out the tungsten turtle tongue whip. He just came up with this idea based on his intuition. But the werewolf youth suddenly felt that the electrostatic protection ring of the tungsten turtle tongue whip seemed to be of some help.
.
If it can sense the surrounding crisis and operate automatically to protect the safety of Bedivere, then it should also be able to sense the changing weak electromagnetic force field around it and find its way into this room filled with treasures [Unnatural]
place.
"Electromagnetic induction? What a good idea..." Eric's face became increasingly pale. Even though medical gel was used to stop the bleeding, the internal bleeding problem of the broken leg continued to worsen. Strategist Eric
He began to feel a little delirious. He was lying next to a pile of gold coins and resting, looking as if he would fall asleep forever at any moment.
"Don't fall asleep. Just be patient and you'll find the trap soon." Bedivere couldn't help but get a little anxious. He picked up the whip and chanted like a prayer, even though he had no god to believe in: "Please. Here.
Give me some clues. Even a small hint------"
Eric, who was sitting over there, was getting sleepier and sleepier, and his eyelids were about to collapse. He could only use his will to keep himself awake, but his eyes were narrowed to a slit.
At this time, Bediwell's left arm began to glow. It should be said that the armband on his left arm prosthesis, [the sun disk of the sun god] was glowing. It was probably because it sensed the danger or urgency of the user.
With the thought, this mysterious treasure with unknown purpose started to activate. Before Bediwell realized it, it slipped out from Bediwell's arm and suddenly flew to the position where he was holding the tungsten turtle tongue whip.
superior.
Since Bedivere was holding the whip with his left hand to form the ring formation, the armband flew to the position near Bedivere's fist and mysteriously floated up, making a roaring sound accompanied by the pouring of golden light.
"Hmm...?" He felt a golden light gradually getting stronger. Although Eric's eyes were almost unable to open anymore, he still opened his eyes slightly with difficulty, trying to see clearly what was happening in front of him.
Of course, he could barely see the scene in front of him because he could only open his eyes slightly. He only saw the werewolf Bedivere holding something that emitted a fierce light.
That thing seemed to be a ring. It was lifted into the air and glowed brightly, spinning rapidly and roaring, with something like a satellite flying around it.