Chapter 2542 Separation of paths and deviation (35)
"Be careful!------" Bedivere was about to rush over and grab the gladiator, but it was already too late, because Bereld jumped out so crisply and readily, far exceeding the reaction speed of the werewolf youth.
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Seeing Bereld's figure falling rapidly, he was about to fall into a ball of meat at the bottom of the cliff.
Pah!------Pah!------Pah!------
Bediwell heard three rhythmic puffs, and a shimmering flame emerged from the back and waist of the falling Bereld, which greatly slowed down the gladiator's fall. Almost
When he was about to fall to the ground, the guy even made a smooth rolling motion, and then landed safely and unharmed on the bottom of the cliff, which was forty yards deep.
"You jump too!" Bereld waved towards Bedivere.
"This height... is a bit scary." The werewolf young man couldn't help but swallowed as he looked at the bottom of the somewhat gloomy cliff.
"Then I'll go down first." Lawrence laughed and drove the [Wolf Claw] to launch the front half of the claw sleeve towards the cliff, easily grabbing the rock wall on the cliff. He himself jumped down, using the wolf's claws to
The steel cable of the claw dropped down safely. When it was halfway down, the length of the steel cable was a bit insufficient. The five alloy fingers of the wolf claw separated from the front half of the claw sheath and dragged out a longer section (five
(root) steel rope for the user to continue descending. Lawrence quickly descended to the bottom of the cliff and landed smoothly.
"Without a jetpack for protection, it is normally not allowed to use [Wolf Claws] to go down the cliff like this. What if the rocks on the cliff collapse." When he arrived, he was greeted by Bereld.
A lesson learned.
"Um, sorry."
"Forget it, fortunately the cliffs here are made of hard volcanic rock, which is different from the limestone cliffs of [Pan's Cave]." Bereld added.
Bedivere thought to himself that if the jetpack was useless, [Wolf Claws] could still save his life at the critical moment, and it would not be good to keep his companions waiting for a long time, so he mustered up the courage to jump down.
Pah!------Pah!------Pah!------
Sure enough, three jets still appeared after jumping from this height. Why did the last jet of the jetpack sound a bit strange? Bediwell didn't care. He took advantage of the opportunity that the jetpack gave him to buffer him and prepared to land.
, when he landed, he crouched and landed smoothly to the bottom of the cliff.
The soles of his feet hurt a little, but it didn't matter. Bediwell knew that this kind of landing was definitely not the most perfect landing. He had seen Bereld's movements when he landed before, and it should have been combined with rolling to alleviate the impact of the landing. But he was afraid
He was dirty and didn't want to roll on the ground, so he crouched instead. As an orc, his body bones were of course much stronger than humans, so although his legs hurt a little, they were not injured.
"Well..." Bereld walked over and looked at Bedivere with narrowed eyes.
"What? I know this move is not perfect..."
Unexpectedly, the bald man moved up to Bedivere's crotch without saying a word, and reached out to move the werewolf youth's right leg.
"Wow, what are you doing?!?"
"The strap on the right leg is loose." Gladiator said, tightening the strap on Bediwell's leg: "I told you, all the safety belts of the jet pack must be tightened. You are really not afraid of being caught.
Will the reaction force of the backpack's cushioning break the lumbar spine? This is no joke!"
"Okay, okay. But this thing is very difficult to move." Bediwell said with a red face: "My thighs are so tight that I can't run fast------"
"You don't need to run fast to explore in the cave. Step by step is the key to saving your life!" Bereld taught: "I am your cave guide and I have the responsibility to protect your safety. But the premise of this is that you must be strict
Follow my instructions and don't act without authorization. If something happens, even if you don't die, you will go back paralyzed, which will ruin my reputation!"
"Okay." The werewolf youth was so punished that he felt guilty, and the whole wolf shrank in size.
"Hehe." Lawrence snickered beside him. So of course Bedivere rolled his eyes at him.
"By the way, how did you achieve the action of launching [Wolf Claws] just now? I haven't even figured out how to operate this thing yet." Bedivere asked Lawrence again.
"In this way, when you swing your wrist widely, the front half of the wolf claw will fly out. When you open your fingers and make a grabbing action, the finger cuff will fly out. This is the same as the action of reaching out to grab something when climbing a wall.
It's very similar, but you're using this tool instead of grabbing it with your own hands. Well, there's no response..."
"There is an infrared sensor on the front of [Wolf Claw]. It will only launch its forepaws and claws when it senses a wall at a certain distance in front. If it senses [a creature] or [nothing is sensed], it is safe to protect."
The device will lock the launch function of [Wolf Claw]." Gladiator explained: "If you move your wrist casually, it will be launched. Wouldn't it be a hindrance to equip it normally."
"Reasonable design." Bediwell nodded: "But it relies on the automatic operation of the system... It always makes people a little uneasy."
"I think you are very strange. Does every piece of equipment on your body have to have a manual control mode to make you feel at ease? Do you feel so uneasy about equipment that relies on the automatic operation of the system?"
"Well, if even my life safety has to be completely entrusted to the management of these automatic operating systems, yes, I will be very uneasy." Bediwell said bluntly: "What if the system fails. This kind of system at least
There should be a manual control mode so that you can save your life at critical moments. I think so."
"Typical orcs, primitive and barbaric things can make you feel at ease." Bereld snorted.
"It's a typical orc. I'm really sorry." The werewolf young man replied a little unhappily.
"Forget it. Look at the button on your belt."
"Um?"
"At times like this, you have to hit hard------" Bereld punched the belt of Bedivere's jetpack hard.
Snap!!------
Like a sudden convulsion, the jetpack sprayed out a large amount of fireworks from Bediwell's back and the jets on both sides of his waist. Because of this propulsion, the werewolf youth was carried and flew five yards high.
In mid-air, he screamed in fear and danced around before falling down again.
"Okay, the demonstration is over." The big man stretched out his arms to give Bedivere a princess hug, and caught Bedivere firmly.
"You...!"
"Don't you dislike the fact that the jetpack is unsafe without a manual operating system? This is the trick, a secret that even the people in the Brotherhood who developed this equipment don't know." Bediwell was put on the ground by Bediwell, "with great force
By tapping this position on the belt, the jet pack will be forced to open, producing a powerful buffer jet. However, this forced jet is different from the three consecutive jets in the backpack's automatic mode. It will use up all the compressed air in the jet in one go. Wait for it to restart
It will take at least ten seconds to fill with air. Is this information useful?"
"Yes, it is very useful." Bediwell remembered, "I will make good use of this before the backpack fails and I almost fall to death. Does [Wolf Claw] have a similar function?"
"Well..." Bereld fell into deep thought: "If I say no, it doesn't mean there is none..."
However, he just pretended to be deep in thought, and while everyone's attention was distracted by his words, he actually punched the back of the [Wolf Claw] equipped by Lawrence. The front paw of [Wolf Claw] flew out immediately, grabbing
It caught the surface of the cliff in front of it, and at the same time, its steel cable rewinded like crazy, driving Lawrence. The unfortunate guy screamed as he hit the stone wall, and hit it with a bang, making a "ouch" sound, as if
It hurts a lot...
"Why did you use knocking again?" Bedivere didn't care about Lawrence's situation.
"Violence can solve all problems." The bald man raised an arm and showed off the bulging muscles on his arm in front of Bediwell.
"...I won't complain." Bedivere shrugged.
"Ouch... this is a big joke." Lawrence walked back from the cliff and touched his bleeding nose, but he didn't knock off his front teeth.
"Ah hahahaha, I didn't expect your reaction to be so slow." Bereld laughed loudly.
They were jostling all the way, and within a few minutes they arrived at the entrance of a cave on the east coast. In the distance, there was a group of slaves hammering away with various mining tools, but no one dared to enter the cave.
"Isn't this a mine? Why doesn't anyone go in to mine?"
"No, they entered directly from another mine. The roads there were pre-arranged, concrete was poured to maintain the stability of the surrounding foundation, and then the mining platform was established." Bereld replied, seeming to be interested in the light stone mine.
Very familiar with it, "Several mining platforms that have been filled with concrete are [self-sealing], and are not connected to the cave system, and there is no reason to connect--if they are connected, it means that the platform is teetering and may collapse at any time."
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"Then------" Bedivere also wanted to ask, what if the fake Elder Cattelan did not escape into the cave, but hid in the mining platform? But even if he closed his mouth, he did not ask such a stupid question.
, the elder is obviously on the run, so he would not take the risk of hiding in the mining platform and being seen by a group of miner slaves.
"He should have escaped from other people's eyes and ears from this position and sneaked into the cave." The bald man pointed to a route on the seaside that was full of complicated rocks and bumps: "If you walk around here in the mist early in the morning,
There's no way anyone could see him. Look, the Zuster kid left us a clue."
The so-called clue refers to a small piece of white glue on the reef at the seaside. It sticks to the black reef unnaturally. It is obviously man-made. Bedivere immediately understood that it was the little devils.
The chewing gum he ate was probably captured by the fake Cattleya elder and brought here. When passing by, he spit the gum on the rocks, leaving a trace of "visit here". In order to make the chewing gum stick even more.
Well, that kid even stepped on it, so there were such obvious shoe prints on the piece of "glue" on the reef.
He is indeed a smart kid. He actually used such crooked ideas when he was kidnapped and in danger.
Bedivere looked up at the cave on the seaside, the entrance to [Pan's Labyrinth]. The cave vaguely looked like a ghost face, and it was the face of someone who had suffered pain and had a distorted expression. And Bedivere and the others
We are about to walk through the gaping mouth of this ghostly face.
Enter the devil's esophagus.
"At least we have found the right place." Bedivere ordered: "Lawrence, guard here and don't let the fake elder escape."
"I understand, boss."
"Let's go in." The werewolf young man lit the torch and said to Bereld beside him.