Chapter 2585 The absolute victory over Wang Qi (forty)
Chapter 2585 A decisive victory over Wang Qi (forty)
After returning to his sand ship, the Dawn, Bediwell's first time was not to go to Palamedes, but to the old mage Logan.
"Pound!" When he just opened the door of Logan's workshop, there happened to be an explosion inside.
"Oh, cough, cough, cough...what are you doing?!" Bediwell hurriedly pushed away the pungent smell of smoke coming towards him, coughing and asked: "Please don't do it to me.
Do you want to conduct any dangerous experiments in your ship?"
"No, no, it was just a little accident, Miss Eve?"
"The process of eliminating toxic gases has begun." Eve, the artificial intelligence navigation system of Shachuan, replied. At the same time, the ventilation fan in the workshop began to work at full speed. Within a few seconds, the thick smoke that was surrounding it was completely smoked out, and the interior of the workshop was restored.
The air should be as fresh as it should be.
Only then did Logan take off his gas mask (this guy really learned the lesson and had been wearing a gas mask when he was doing the research!), and said to Bedivere calmly: "It's really hurtful, stupid apprentice. You obviously
You asked for something from me, but you didn’t come over in person and just asked someone to send you a message? Where did your sincerity in asking for help go?”
"I'm so busy..." Bediwell squinted his eyes depressedly and complained: "I'm different from you, an old man who only knows how to hide in his laboratory all day long, but I have a lot of things to do.
of."
"For example, going to explore caves, for example, becoming a mysterious elder of the brotherhood, um, um, they are all important things." The old man said with a hint of sarcasm.
Bediwell didn't want to continue chatting with old man Logan and quickly ended the topic: "So, has the result of my request for your help come to an end?"
"Of course there is a result. Who do you think I am? I am a first-class mage in the Tower of Mage. Of course there is a stock of such small props." The old man smiled and said: "Wait a moment, I have sent the familiar.
Go and inform my assistant over there in the ivory tower. He should be delivering what you want. But before that, show me the strange thing called [Mithril Fluid] in your hand?"
"Okay." The werewolf youth did not refuse. He had planned to let Logan take a look at the mysterious mithril fluid from the beginning. After all, the mage was better at identifying magic substances in this area, and might be able to provide him with valuable advice.
He summoned his own magical fire from the [Wolf Claw] on his right arm, and then turned the magical fire into ice blue. This color is the unique color when it is used to control the mithril fluid, almost the same as those
Mithril fluid crystals have exactly the same color, but the specific reason is unknown.
After the spell fire turned into this color, it could control the mithril fluid, so a large amount of fluid began to pour out from the storage space of [Wolf Claw] and Bediwell was still wearing the jetpack, and soon formed a stasis
The "whirlpool" surrounded Bediwell's body in a full circle.
"This is a [hydrotalcite] crystal that has the ability to remember after being demonized for a long time, right?" Logan recognized the essence of these "mithril fluids" at a glance. "Judging from the fineness of the crystals, the quality is very high."
Ah, it's almost turning into a liquid. Without using tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature for refining, it shouldn't be able to reach this level, right?"
"Uh...right." The werewolf young man replied ambiguously.
"I found a treasure, stupid apprentice. It seems that these [mithril fluids] have been synchronized with your spell fire. They should be controlled by your spell fire, right? You can do it with this
There are a lot of interesting things, and you can even use them as weapons." Logan continued.
That's right. Bedivere has seen the fluid monsters in [Pan's Cave] use mithril fluid as an attack weapon before, and the power is amazing. He can also do similar things, as long as he practices more frequently.
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"So, what are you still dissatisfied with?" Rogge said with a smile: "Isn't it great to find a treasure? You can go back."
"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Bediwell said dumbfounded: "This thing will keep pestering me as long as it is released, and it will affect my movements! I need to find a subspace pocket big enough to put them all in."
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"Yeah. You just have to spend money to buy that kind of thing. What's the big deal?" Logan continued to act stupid, seeming to think it was fun to tease Bedivere.
"Are you deliberately pretending to be stupid, or is it because that guy Lawrence can't even deliver a message and has leaked the most important thing?" Bedivere rolled his eyes at Logan: "It's because ordinary storage pockets are not enough.
OK. There will be a delay in accessing things from there."
All "subspace storage pockets" in today's technology are actually based on subspace magic. Applying subspace magic in a sealed container can create objects that are several times or even dozens of times larger in the container.
The subspace allows the container to hold more things, and the things contained are stored in the subspace, separated from the real world, and everything stored there will have no weight. This technology actually
It is a very great invention that has dramatically improved people's quality of life, but this technology still has many bottlenecks and shortcomings.
First of all, the subspace spells cast in the container will gradually weaken over time. The subspace in the container will continue to pass like "air", escape into the real world and disappear, becoming a constant source of energy for the entire universe.
Part of the expanding space. In other words, the capacity of the storage pocket will continue to get smaller and smaller since the day it "leave the factory", until it is finally unusable unless magic is used to replenish new subspace.
In order to prevent the storage pocket from "leaking subspace", the subspace entrance and exit of the storage pocket are usually shrunk to the size of a pinhole with barriers, so that the contact surface between the subspace inside and the real space is as small as possible. Only
When accessing props, this pinhole-sized entrance will be opened to facilitate users to access objects.
But this design also brings about another profound problem: it takes time to open and close the subspace entrance and exit, so there will be a delay when accessing items from the storage pocket. It is not just a matter of reaching into the pocket to pick up the items.
The level of taking it out immediately. This delay of one and a half seconds has basically no impact on ordinary people, at least it will not affect their daily lives. But for soldiers, if there is this delay of one second in actual combat, it often
It will affect the outcome, and may even cause the soldier to lose his life. For example, if the weapon in a soldier's hand is damaged during a fierce battle, he can obviously take out another substitute weapon from his storage pocket and continue fighting, but due to the delay
Due to the problem, the action of taking the weapon was slow, and as a result, a soldier died under the sword of his opponent. This kind of thing happened often.
Moreover, it is not only the action of accessing the weapon that is delayed, but also the "signal". This is a very annoying feeling for Bedivere, who uses spells. He usually stores the fire of spells in
Within his own body, he can use spells anytime and anywhere. He can release the spell fire with almost zero delay and make moves with zero delay. But as long as he stores the [curse fire] in his subspace pocket, there is no delay problem.
It became extremely obvious. Even if he gave the order to summon the magic fire, it seemed that the magic fire existing in the subspace would take at least a second to receive the order and emerge from the storage pocket.
The situation is even more serious when manipulating mithril fluids. Those mithril fluids all act according to the orders of Bediwell's spell fire. In other words, to control them, Bedivere must first give the spell fire
Give the command to the fire, and then let the magic fire give the command to the mithril fluid, and then they will move.
If both the spell fire and the mithril fluid are stored in the storage pocket, the delay in issuing the command will be twice. Imagine that after issuing an attack command, you have to wait two or three seconds before the mithril fluid can be driven to attack.
What a troublesome thing it is. If this "delay" problem is not solved, Mithril fluid will be almost impossible to use in actual combat. It will be just a burden and a decoration.
"So you have obsessive-compulsive disorder. A delay of just one and a half seconds will not affect your battle." Logan did not notice the seriousness of the problem and said with a smile: "I'm really afraid there will be a delay. You don't know."
Summon all the spell fire and mithril fluid before the war begins, and let them stand by?"
"Look at what I look like now." Veins appeared on Bedivere's forehead.
He was surrounded by mithril fluid scattered around, which was both his "protective shield" and his "cage". With this thing, he couldn't go anywhere, and he had no way to deal with the high mobility required.
The practice of sex.
"Can't you, uh, ask them to make a way for you, or something like that?"
"I've tried it. It doesn't work. Even if I let them give way, these things will still follow me - more accurately, they will always follow the fire of my spell. As long as they keep following me, they will not use the spell."
When Huo gives orders, these things will form a whirlpool-like thing around me, hindering my actions."
"It's indeed quite troublesome." Logan smiled and said, "Then give up. They are not suitable for mobile warfare, but they are quite suitable for defensive warfare. As long as you stand still, you don't have to worry about them affecting you.
Take action."
"But there is still a problem." Bediwell tried to control the mithril fluids and let them automatically run into the usable storage pockets.
However------
As long as the cursed fire is still around Bedivere, there will always be some mithril fluid that cannot completely escape into the subspace. They circle around the cursed fire like followers and cannot be driven away.
"It's true, it's quite annoying." Old man Logan couldn't hold back his laughter.
"It affects my ability to use ordinary spells." Bedivere said with a bitter smile.
"I see that your spell fire is now ice blue...the mode used to control fluids? What will happen if you switch back to normal mode?"
"It will be like this------" The werewolf youth turned the cursed fire into its original fiery red color, which meant that it completely gave up its ability to control the surrounding mithril fluid.
Then...those mithril fluids began to crawl around like hamsters who drank too much coffee - a completely out-of-control state. And the mithril fluids in this state felt very dangerous,
Even Bedivere dared not touch them.
"It's quite strange that they didn't stop." Logan rubbed his chin and hummed, "Is it because the spell fire in normal mode still emits some noise, causing them to move."
"Anyway, it's very troublesome. Now I can't even use the normal moves of Cursed Fire." Bediwell switched the Cursed Fire to ice blue, then controlled the mithril fluid, and mixed the remaining fluid with
All the magic fire was put into the storage bag and hidden.
"In short, the spell fire in your hand is invalidated because it was interfered by the mithril fluid and cannot be used properly." Logan thought about it again, "Now that it has become like this, I think you
It's better to just give up. Wasn't your spell fire given to you by the kid named Lawrence before? Can't you ask him to give you a new one? Or, since the spell fire is a spiritual body, let's
Does it split into a new one?"
"Things are not as simple as you think." Bedivere said angrily.
In fact, the cursed fire is similar to a contract. The contract established with the spirit body cannot be replaced immediately. What's more, Bediwell's cursed fire has actually been upgraded to the Holy Spirit, which is the Holy Spirit---Seal.
A form of the sun. Abandoning this contract and forging a new one will lead to many unforeseen problems. No one has ever seen a spellcaster use two or more spellfires to fight, for similar reasons.
It is even more nonsense to let the spirit body "split". Logan may not understand this aspect of the spirit body at all. Bedivere's spell fire is also related to the mithril fluid in the form of some kind of "contract"
sex, so it can control the mithril fluid. No matter how many times it is split, as long as the "contract" still exists, the newly split fragments of the Spell Fire will still have the property of manipulating the mithril fluid, which means that it cannot get rid of it at all.
The "entanglement" of mithril fluid.
All in all, it's trouble. On the surface, he "found a treasure", but in fact he came back with a lot of trouble. Those mithril fluids even made it impossible for Bedivere to use his spell fire normally.
It seems that Master Logan hasn't thought of a way to solve Bedivere's trouble. I don't know if it's because Logan himself is so unreliable, or because that unreliable guy Lawrence didn't tell Bedivere's message from the beginning.
It was conveyed to Logan accurately. In short, the guys on his ship basically have this kind of virtue. When you want to ask for something, there is really no one who is reliable------Bedivere has a huge forehead.
veins.
"However, I have actually imagined that it would be like this, and I have been prepared for it for a long time." Logan suddenly changed the topic and said.
"Um?"
"Captain, someone has made a request to board the ship." Eve's voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two.
"It looks like my assistant has arrived with supplies." Rogge squinted one eye and smiled.
"...Let him come here." Bedivere snorted. The things that old man Logan's assistant brought over probably won't be of much help, but it's better to get this matter over with as soon as possible. It's annoying to death.
"Hi, we meet again." Dark Elf Dismond appeared in front of the door and smiled mysteriously at Bedivere.