2124. Chapter 2124 The embers are destroyed in the dawn (fifty-six)
Chapter 2124: Ember is destroyed at dawn fifty-six
It was about two hours ago (?) in the Turkic Everglades.
Strategist Eric had just defeated the giant swamp crocodile, removed a few teeth from the monster's mouth as proof of the trial, then plundered a few more, and was about to leave.
"Then where do you plan to go next?" He asked Bediwell: "As long as it is not an overly dangerous place, I can be your guide. But if you plan to go deep into the Turkic Swamp, which even the elephants would not dare to do,
If you step into the magic mirror at will, then I won’t forgive you.”
"Well." The werewolf young man opened his palms and looked at the spell fire in his hands. In fact, he had no idea where he should go next. But Lawrence had taught Bedivere a relatively useful simple spell before.
The spell allows him to use the spell fire to detect traces of spells around him. The spell fire is very sensitive to spells and can detect even the faintest traces of spells.
He came here to find the great teacher Clara. Since Clara is also a magician, she must also have a magic mark on her body. It is a powerful magic trace, and of course it can be detected. So when
When Bediwell unfolded the spell fire and let it enter the "detection spell" mode, the werewolf young man expected that the spell fire would give him more or less a hint to move forward, so as to prevent him from blindly wandering in this swamp.
Rampant in the ground.
Of course, the Turkic Swamp is very large, and it is still unknown whether the tracking ability of the Cursed Fire will work. When Bediwell spread out the Cursed Fire, he waited for the slowly rising
When the flames reacted, the werewolf young man couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"Speaking of which, why is this cursed fire so green?" Just when Bedivere was getting nervous to death, Eric suddenly complained, which simply ruined the atmosphere.
"Probably because of the influence of the photons in the Everglades." The werewolf young man hummed depressedly. Normally, the magic fire should be fiery red. What it emits is not a real flame burning fire, but a kind of fire.
The excess light of photons, the Curse Fire, is originally a small spirit body, a composition of photons, and the photons that keep the Curse Fire running are said to come from Bedivere's own body.
Maybe the green light it is emitting now has nothing to do with the environment, but is due to some kind of mutation in Bediwell's own body. Is this related to the mosquito-repelling ointment smeared all over his body?
?
Oops. After about a minute passed after continuing to give orders, the flames of the spell fire finally began to flutter. The reaction was very weak. The flames even moved in four directions uncertainly at first. But it finally
Still locked in a certain direction, it began to point steadily in that direction, as if there was a breeze blowing it.
"Found it." The werewolf young man breathed a sigh of relief: "Then let's go."
"Wait, are you sure?!" Strategist Eric asked with a hint of sullenness.
"Is there anything certain? The reaction of the magic fire is to point in this direction." The werewolf young man couldn't help but replied helplessly.
"That's over there." Eric thought for half a second, "Yes, you can't be wrong. If you walk through this swamp forest and walk more than a hundred yards, you will reach the Demon Swamp. You have to know, it's
That demon swamp is a trace left by the ancient people's battle, an erosion mark left on the ground by some people after using ultimate magic! Not to mention that it is filled with the most terrifying monsters in the entire Turkic Swamp. It's just the contact of skin and flesh.
When you go to the swamp in the Demon Swamp, the toxic photons in the swamp will corrode the human body through the skin, causing the body to rot and the spirit to be polluted! I said that I will be your guide in the Everglades and accompany you wherever you go.
But it doesn’t include this kind of ghost place that even elephants don’t want to set foot in! You have to go there on your own!”
"Really?" The werewolf youth scratched his head: "That would be more troublesome."
Although he expected from the beginning that things would not go so smoothly, he never thought that things would turn out to be so unsatisfactory. Is it the Demon Swamp? Great teacher Clara is actually hiding in the Demon Swamp? No. Because it is that kind of thing
It's a magical swamp, so the great teacher would live in seclusion in it. What told Bedivere that Clara was hiding for some reason, either she was hiding from someone, or to be isolated from the world.
A place where she can accomplish something that only she can accomplish without being affected.
In any case, it seems that his direction has been determined. The next step is to think of a way to enter the Demon Swamp.
"Well, what if I go back and summon the iron cavalry and ride the iron cavalry into the magic swamp?" The werewolf young man asked: "If the iron cavalry can fly, it should be able to avoid contact with the swamp on the ground, and we won't be poisoned by it, right?"
"Don't add the word "we" to it without permission, thank you." Eric said with a straight face, still unhappy: "Besides, these words are not feasible. The most dangerous thing in the Demon Swamp is to fly a vehicle at low altitude. A kind of demon.
The giant swamp worms can sense the airflow in the mid-air of the swamp, and suddenly leap out of the swamp to hunt for food. One of those worms is thirty feet long, and can jump hundreds of feet into the air, biting down all the birds in the air.
Eat it. So even birds don’t dare to fly over the Demon Marsh. If you drive a cavalry into the Demon Marsh, you will become a living target for the Demon Marsh worms!"
"Then increase the flight altitude." Bedivere was about to say something, but suddenly scratched his head again and interrupted himself: "Isn't that possible? If you fly too high, you won't be able to conduct a careful search."
"I think it's better for you to give up. If you go overland, you'll be poisoned by the Demon Swamp. If you go low altitude, you'll be sniped by the Demon Swamp Worm. Under normal circumstances, people drive warships in and out of the Demon Swamp. If you don't even have a battleship that looks good enough,
If you don’t have any, then don’t risk your life by wandering into a ghost place like that.”
"Battleship?" Bedivere suddenly remembered that the Elephants did have a mothership. To be more precise, it was an ancient relic unearthed by the Elephants, the Skid Plattney Ark (dnir). The Ark was used in the great war seven years ago.
It has appeared in the Demon Marsh, and Bedivere is not unfamiliar with its existence at all. But why do people drive Skid Plattney's Ark in and out of the Demon Marsh? Is there anything hidden in it?
Could it be related to the plan King Arthur and the others talked about?
But that's all a matter for Great Britain and the Turkic people. Bediville has no interest in it and can't care about it. It's better to concentrate on what needs to be done at the moment.
But it’s so troublesome. It’s not possible to go by land or by air. How on earth can we get into this Turkic Demon Swamp? We know that the great teacher Clara is waiting to meet him inside, but Bediwell just can’t find a safe way to enter.
The method of the Demon Swamp. Can we just return empty-handed for the time being?
No, wait.
The spell fire in Bedivere's hand suddenly changed color, from a pale green that matched the swamp to a strange and alluring purple-red.
"What the hell." After turning into purple, the illumination ability of the cursed fire was reduced, and the surrounding area suddenly became dark. As a last resort, the strategist Eric lit a torch and complained at the same time: "That thing can still be used
Discoloration? This color is so evil. Could it be broken?"
"I know this light." Bedivere hummed.
Yes. Of course he knew. He had just seen this light in the black market in Cairo a few hours ago. It was a mixture of spells and necromancy. It was indeed a very evil magic. At first, it was
Deville just used the ability to sense the magic fire to try to find the whereabouts of two lost imps in Cairo's black market, but he didn't expect to encounter the remains of another magician, and the one who had been dead for hundreds of years.
The skeleton also came over on his own and passed on the inheritance of the spell to Bedivere.
It's this sorcery. This purple-red light should be related to necromancy. To put it bluntly, it is the ability to use the power of cursed fire to manipulate corpses.
Corpse?
Speaking of corpses, there happened to be one next to Bedivere.
That is the body of the swamp giant crocodile.
The monster died after all its internal organs were minced. Although the inside was a mess, its outside was almost intact, with only a few teeth missing. Moreover, the corpse was still fresh, and the corpse was still lingering.
A large number of free photons have not dispersed, which is the best time to use necromancy.
There is no difference between good and evil in power. As long as it is used properly, no matter how evil the power is, it can be used in a righteous way. The words Lawrence Big said before suddenly appeared in Bedivere's mind.
Even King Arthur used to use corpses to perform projection magic, making his afterimage appear next to various dead corpses on the battlefield to help him win the battle. Strictly speaking, Arthur's magic is considered necromancy, and it is still
A very evil form of necromancy originating from the succubus family. But King Arthur has used necromancy so many times in public, and no one dares to point a finger at King Arthur. It’s not because people don’t know that it is a form of death.
Spirituality, but because people were amazed by King Arthur's power and didn't dare to say a word about him.
So, it doesn’t matter if Bediville uses it here.
Without thinking much, he walked towards the corpse of the giant swamp crocodile and put the split body of the purple-red cursed fire into the mouth of the corpse.
The monster gradually began to move.
This is a veritable walking zombie, controlled by the cursed fire and acting only under the command of the cursed fire, and the cursed fire obeys the orders of Bedivere.
"Oh my God!" Strategist Eric lowered his voice and hummed: "You are a damn necromancer!"
"Believe me, there is a very deep reason for this. But yes, this should be regarded as a kind of necromancy." Bedivere jumped on the back of the swamp giant crocodile: "By the way, you can ride this guy into the city."
Demon swamp? This is already a corpse. It should no longer be eroded by the poison of the demon swamp, right?" (To be continued)