Bedivere stood there quietly, looking at Queeg who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed.
It is a very strange decision to install additional beds in the Dawn's medical room. This medical room obviously uses the medical cabins of the ancient gods and humans to treat patients. The medical cabins lined up on one side of the medical room should be this medical room.
Everything. There is no need for surgical equipment or even medical equipment. In fact, a medical cabin is enough to cure people. Based on this premise, it would be very redundant to put a hospital bed in the medical room.
However, someone still did it. I don’t know why Eve approved it. Anyway, the extra equipment was made and sent to the medical room. And Queeg was lying on the bed. There was no oxygen supply device, no that
A lot of complicated equipment for monitoring vital signs - Queeg didn't seem to need any of these, he was just lying down.
There was obviously no external injury and his vital signs were completely normal, but Queeg just couldn't wake up. He was like a cursed sleeping beauty...well, it wasn't a beauty, it was just a leopard.
"Cheer up, boy." The werewolf youth looked at the unconscious leopard man youth and said to himself: "If even you can't wake up, what will your brother do?"
Of course, no one responded. Bedivere was just talking to the air.
Some idiot brought the bed to the medical room, but forgot to bring the stool. Bedivere cursed secretly. Then he sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.
"I once had a brother just like you. There was no blood relationship, but he was like my biological brother. He was always by my side, protecting me, taking care of me...pleasing me. I once had a brother, but I didn't cherish him.
I took everything for granted, and even despised him. Looking back now, I was really a big bastard." The werewolf youth covered his face: "Oh, Papalov..."
"And you," he said to Quigg, "you are a lucky guy. At least, you still have relatives to protect you. Wake up as soon as possible, okay? After you wake up, we will find a way to save you.
My brother is cured...and then reunited. After thousands of years, you can still stay together like this, which must have some special meaning. I have no faith, nor do I believe in the existence of gods.
But I believe there are miracles in this world. I believe in destiny... No, I believe we can change our destiny. So——"
"Captain, an abnormal increase in the patient's heart rate has been detected." Eve, the ship's artificial intelligence navigation system, suddenly prompted.
"Queg, are you listening?" Bedivere turned his head and glanced at the unconscious Leopard Man youth, but Queeg still lay there quietly.
"Speech therapy can actually be effective for comatose patients... Such a ridiculous thing..." Bedivere squeezed out a self-deprecating smile: "It really is impossible——"
Snap! Something quickly approached and grabbed Bedivere's throat.
"Huh?!" Bedivere was surprised to see that it was Queeg's hand that was holding his throat.
Queeg suddenly jumped up from the bed. He became extremely powerful, grabbed Bedivere's throat with one hand, and lifted the werewolf youth into the air!
"Well! You...!" Bedivere tried to struggle, but the other party's grip on his throat increased, and there was a risk that his throat would be severed!
"Here is -" Leopard man Queeg's expression was very unusual. He quickly glanced around and then immediately returned his attention to Bediwell: "Really? The silver-blooded descendants of the Esquimo tribe are
You defeated me."
"Are you... a Jotun giant?" Bedivere understood the situation instantly and exclaimed in a low voice: "How did you invade Queeg's body! And even the secret of silver blood..."
"The antifreeze in your blood is a technology contributed by our race." The Jotun giant who controlled Queeg's body said without emotion: "The mere law enforcer race was still a savage existence tens of thousands of years ago. Now,
But you actually have the ability to resist our clan. I will give you a compliment."
"You...!" Bedivere tried to break free from Queeg (the Jotun giant)'s hand, but he knew that his throat would be broken if he exerted even a little force, so he became more honest: "What do you want!"
"
"I'm asking you, what do you want? Why did you attack the entrance to the shelter?" the Jotun giant asked back.
"The entrance to the shelter?...Wait, is that the lake? Is there something at the bottom of the lake?!"
"Don't pretend not to know." The Jotun giant's calm tone was full of oppression: "Your attack was premeditated. You know what is at the bottom of the lake and know that I am guarding it. But this is not what people like you can do."
You know the secret. Who are you taking orders from? Did the people of Namulus authorize you to do this?"
(The people of Namulus...refer to the ancient race of gods and humans?)
Bedivere tried to hide the truth: "I don't know anything! All I want is the lake water. The bath water of the pseudo-dragons is the healing medicine that brings the dead back to life. The owner of the body you occupy, his brother needs that medicine
Come help!"
"That's nonsense!" The giant Jotun didn't give in. He squeezed Bedivere's throat with greater strength, strangling the werewolf youth's throat until it rattled, as if it would break at any time!
The situation is already critical, but Bediwell didn't just talk and do nothing. He had already secretly released the electromagnetic force ball of [The Sun God's Sun Disk], allowing the Jotun giant to kill him before it was killed.
The ball went around Queeg first!
Boom! The ball hit the leopard-man young man on the back of the head, and the blow made Queeg lose his ability to resist. The leopard finally let go of his hand, and Bedivere fell to the ground.
"Cough cough cough cough cough!" The werewolf youth coughed in succession, almost suffocating. When he took a breath, he had already raised the [World Tree Shell], summoned a large amount of mithril fluid to swarm forward, and controlled the current situation.
Rebellious Queeg.
Queeg, who was controlled by the Jotun giant, was as strong as an ox, tearing the hardened mithril fluid into pieces again and again. However, in addition to hardening, the fluid also had strong viscosity, and even if it was torn apart, it would still stick to Queeg, and then
It hardened again and became entangled even tighter. Queeg's physical strength was finally exhausted, and he was tightly entangled in the mithril fluid and could no longer move!
"You old man, get out of Queeg's body!" Bedivere said angrily.
"Stupid lower race, don't think you can get rid of me so easily!" the Jotun giant roared, showing no intention of giving in at all.
"Queg, cheer up and get it out of your body!" Bedivere shouted again, trying to awaken the leopard man's true consciousness.
"He can't do it. He's just a slave. A slave to fate."
"Shut up!" The werewolf young man punched Queeg (the Jotun giant) unconscious.
Ten minutes later.
"I didn't expect the Jotun giant to be so difficult to deal with, meow." Seglade said, looking coldly at the young leopard man Queeg who was firmly tied to the hospital bed with a reinforced belt.
Queeg never woke up after being punched by Bedivere. Even if he woke up, he would probably still be controlled by the Jotun giant.
"You knew things might turn out like this, and you deliberately let Queeg take the risk!" Bedivere said angrily: "You little bastard, do you want to kill Queeg?!"
"Don't get excited, Little Beidi." Paramedis advised from the side: "There is no point in pursuing the responsibility now. Find a way to solve the problem first. Vivian, what do you think?"
"The Jotun giants are an ancient race and the ancestors of the giants. They existed before the destruction of the last universe and were allies of the ancient gods and humans." The succubus replied, playing with various strange instruments on the side: "
There are too many unsolved mysteries about such an ancient and mysterious race. Just using instruments to analyze it is completely insufficient."
"Skip to the main point, thank you." Bedivere said impatiently: "Is there really no way to drive the Jotun giant's consciousness out of Queeg's body?"
"Although the Jotun giants are an ancient and mysterious race, they are still living creatures after all. As long as they are living creatures, the principles that make life work are basically the same." Vivian replied: "His body has been destroyed, and now it is probably
Invading Queeg's body as a spirit body. This was originally impossible - the human body has an [absolute domain] that repels outsiders, and foreign light souls cannot normally invade an unfamiliar body. But Kui
The situation is a bit special."
"Oh my god." Combined with a series of events that happened before, Bediwell suddenly understood something: "When he used [A virtualization], he was invaded by the white mist transformed by the Jotun giant. The virtualization ability temporarily made his absolute domain
Weakened, so——"
"Correct answer." Vivian nodded and said: "It seems that powerful skill is also a double-edged sword. Queeg can make the body virtual and become temporarily invincible, but he must also bear huge risks. This child is just too unlucky. In
I used the most inappropriate skills at the most inappropriate time and was caught by the worst enemy."
"Please tell me you have a way to reverse all this, Vivian." The werewolf young man sighed.
"It used to be possible, but that method has become unfeasible." Vivian replied: "The artifact that can break into his subconscious world and repair all this is the national treasure of Great Britain [Reminiscence of the Magic Mirror - Leatherfield]
, has been sealed."
"What? But——"
"[Mirror of Memories - Leatherfield] was originally inlaid with another national treasure of Great Britain, [White Diamond - Soul of Dreams]. That gem was used to suppress the overly powerful power of [Mirror of Memories], making it
It became controllable. But the gem was recently stolen by a thief, and the [Magic Mirror of Memories] became uncontrollable and unusable." Vivian replied: "The king gave an order a week ago to
The permanent seal [Magic Mirror of Memories]. It has now been taken to the Black Treasure Warehouse in Great Britain, which only a few people know, and has been sealed with a powerful seal that can no longer be unlocked."
"Tsk..." Bedivere knew about the [Magic Mirror of Memories]. In order to pry into the subconscious of the little tiger Obert, Bedivere had borrowed that artifact from King Arthur. At that time, the [Mirror of Memories] was already
The missing white diamond was said to have been stolen by a thief. This is exactly the same as Vivian's description. God knows that the [Magic Mirror of Memories] that I borrowed was the last chance to borrow it. Afterwards, King Arthur actually ordered someone to take it away.
It's sealed.
And Bedivere knew that King Arthur's order was absolute. Once he decided to permanently seal the [Magic Mirror of Memories], there was no way to get it back from the seal and use it. Even if he relied on Bedivere's friendship to plead with King Arthur, it would be impossible.
no.
"That artifact is useless. But is there no alternative?" Bedivere was not going to give up simply: "Please, there must be some way to save Queeg."
"There is no alternative at all." Vivian thought: "For example, the fox tribe's [Brain Detection Technique]."
"You're kidding! [Brain probing] can damage brain nerves! Do you want to burn out Queeg's brain and turn him into a drooling fool for the rest of his life?!"
"What if damaged cranial nerves can also be repaired?" The succubus pointed to the medical cabin next to it.
That's right, they are in a transport ship of the ancient Gods and Humans, and lying there quietly is the medical technology of the ancient Gods and Humans. In terms of technology alone, there is probably no equipment in the world that is more advanced than this medical cabin.
.
"Can you do it?" Bedivere asked in a low voice.
"It can be done." Vivian replied without emotion, just like a heartless mad scientist: "The damaged brain nerves will die within five minutes. On the other hand, as long as he is killed within five minutes,
If he is sent to the medical bay for treatment, his brain will not be permanently damaged.
——In order to save Queeg, we must [kill] him once." (To be continued)