Behind the open door was a long corridor. A huge space seemed to be visible at the end of the corridor, and Bediwell could predict that it was another room for duels.
"Oh my god, did the ancients want to design this space station like this..." Nat complained.
"No, they don't. This is a program used to deal with intruders. The program uses subspace to expand the corridors and rooms we need to pass dozens of times, extending the original path dozens of times. In this way,
It consumes our physical strength." Bedivere groaned.
The ancients used the same trick on Skid Plattney's Ark, and they must have used it on this space station now. They are worthy of the ancients.
"Anyway, let's go. Even if we use subspace to expand the length of the corridor dozens of times, we can always reach the end..." Daniel wondered.
"Well...about that..." Bediwell walked for a short distance and then knelt down: "Sorry, my physical strength has reached its limit...let me rest. You guys go ahead."
"Tired so soon, Captain?" Nat's tone was slightly sarcastic.
"Please, I dueled with Sherrichard, but I used [Super Acceleration Spell] and [Time Acceleration Potion] consecutively. Do you know how tiring that is? You try to do it thirty times faster than ordinary people."
Let’s see how we fight?”
Nat didn't answer, and Daniel looked helpless on the side.
"You just keep moving forward." Bediwell sat down and rubbed his legs: "I will catch up after I have had enough rest. Anyway, this damn space station can only allow us to fight our opponents one-on-one, and having more people won't help, right?"
"
"Okay, don't make us wait too long." Nat shook his head and walked away with Daniel.
"Finally..." The werewolf young man sat with his back against the wall, covering his chest. There was an extremely uncomfortable feeling that was constantly tightening.
"That's good..." He gasped: "At least I don't have to cause them... any trouble..."
The scenery in front of him was getting darker, and breathing became more and more difficult. It was precisely because he knew this would happen that he asked his teammates to leave him.
Something is really wrong this time. Can you get through it this time?
"Let me guess. You're having a heart attack, right?" a voice said suddenly.
"Uh-huh...?" Bedivere, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, opened his eyes curiously and looked around, and what he saw was--
"Lawrence?!" He was so surprised that he forgot about the pain spreading in his chest and jumped up: "Why are you here?!"
"Smuggling, of course." Lawrence snorted and said, "You said the weight-reduced Dawn can't hold more stuff. It seems your estimate was wrong. It can obviously hold one more person."
"Then - we almost failed to break out of the [Great Storm] and were crushed by it." Bedivere looked at Lawrence with a stern face: "If it is found out that it was because of your calculation error as a stowaway, we were almost annihilated.
If so, I will settle this account with you when I get back."
"Hahahaha, boss is so serious." The conjurer laughed and took out a bottle of pills from his arms: "Master Logan told me that you might abuse time magic and get away with it, so I asked you to take this bottle of pills."
Leave it to you. It seems that you not only used time magic to get away with it, but also used spells to get away with it. How many times was the acceleration just now? Thirty times?"
"So you've been peeking..."
"Ha, is my stealth ability okay? Do you look at me differently?" Lawrence took three pills from the bottle: "The [recovery medicine] that Mr. Leo left behind before, I hope this is effective for your heart."
"You can just give it to me..." Bedivere complained as he swallowed the pill.
"I gave it to you, did you forget that there is a small bag in the pocket of your shirt? - Oh, by the way, you took off your shirt to put on this ridiculous space suit. It's so funny. This space
Is there a vacuum inside the suit? You're not even wearing any underwear? Why did I find an unwashed pair in your captain's cabin——"
"That's enough," Bedivere interrupted hurriedly: "If you want to humiliate me, you have successfully done it. What? It's super stuffy inside this space suit, and there's a so-called subspace pocket. Otherwise, you
How do you think they solve the big and small problems of life in space with nothing?"
"I thought astronauts must be wearing diapers underneath?" Lawrence snorted.
"That is definitely an outdated technology from two thousand years ago." The werewolf youth also hummed: "The current technology is that you don't need to wear anything, it can be solved directly in the space suit."
Lawrence chuckled and pulled up Bediwell who was sitting on the ground: "You have the energy to make these jokes? It seems you have recovered?"
"Do you think that's really a joke? You're really not wearing anything underneath." Bedivere also stood up with a smile.
He glanced at Lawrence: "And my God, you just came to space in casual clothes? Are you really not afraid of death? If this is a vacuum environment, or if there is a hole in the hull and you are thrown into space, what will happen?
You'll look pretty good in ten seconds if you're dressed like that."
"In an emergency, I will use a spell to stop my cardiopulmonary function and put myself into a state of suspended animation. That way I won't have to breathe for the time being."
"What to do about cosmic rays?"
"What are cosmic rays?"
Bediwell covered his face: "You guys didn't plan well at all, so you went to space to die?"
"My plan is to ask you, boss, to protect me and wear it inside the ship as much as possible, hahahaha." Lawrence giggled.
Bedivere sighed while covering her face. It was as if there weren't enough annoying things.
"Go back to the Dawn and be patient, Lawrence."
"No. It's too boring." Lawrence complained: "I just saved your life, boss. Don't you think that by doing this, I won myself a seat to at least watch?"
"Okay." Bedivere didn't want to continue to tangle with Lawrence: "You can follow. But let me explain first, if something happens to you, I will never save you. You are digging your own grave."
"I'll be fine. I'm not a child. I can take care of myself. I can even take care of you, boss."
"Yes, I believe it." The werewolf young man complained angrily.
"Ah hahahaha," Lawrence laughed to cover up his embarrassment, "So, are you ready to hit the road?"
"Wait a minute. My legs are a little sore. I'll take a rest and I'll be fine soon."
"This is a good lesson. Maybe next time you want to activate thirty times the super acceleration, you will think clearly before doing it." Lawrence smiled maliciously: "Maybe there won't be such a considerate first mate next time.
I’ve sent you medicine."
"Are you going to continue talking about this in the next time?" Bedivere covered his head in frustration: "Oh my God, kill me."
At the same time, Nat and Daniel quickly hurried through a long corridor that felt at least a thousand feet, and arrived at a huge room.
There, someone was already waiting for them, and behind the snow leopard man was the door leading to the next room.
"Has the eldest sister been defeated?" Snow Leopard Musa Hill showed a nervous expression: "There is no way, I will guard the gate next time."
"What to do?" Daniel asked Nat.
"It looks like a speed-type enemy." Nat looked at the red moon steel boots worn by Moussahir, and then looked at the young leopard man who seemed to be able to run very fast: "I don't know about my gun.
Can I catch up with this guy?"
"Let me deal with him." Daniel took a step forward, "The gun and bullets may not be able to catch up, but teleportation can."
"Oh ho ho, there is an arrogant young man who wants to fight me?" Moussahir showed a more nervous smile: "Then let's start."
His figure flashed and disappeared from Daniel's sight.
On the other side, the team led by King Arthur was also intercepted by someone.
"Mutt?" The King of Knights looked at the cat boy guarding the gate in surprise: "What are you doing here? Make way for me, little kitten."
"But I refuse." Mutt took out his weapon: "If you want to pass here, you can only defeat me. No, correct me-"
He turned his head and looked at Gusta, the tiger man who stood motionless and watched everything with a big shield of red moon steel: "If you want to pass here, you can only defeat me and Mr. Gusta respectively. There are two battles respectively."
.Unless we are defeated one by one, the door will not open."
King Arthur frowned: "You must be kidding me."
Although he had predicted from the beginning that when Father Sphinx declared himself an enemy of the whole world, the group of orcs from the Sphinx Consortium would follow the lunatic lion man. Nor did Mutt and Gusta.
There will be exceptions.
"Are you really going to fight me? Are you going to be our enemy for that lunatic who is trying to destroy the world?" he asked.
"The madman who tried to destroy the world saved me when I was at my most desperate." The cat boy shook his head and said, "When he pretended to be dead, I lost the purpose of living, and I even thought the world was going to be destroyed."
Now that I know he is still alive, what else can I do? Of course, continue to follow Father Sphinx."
Well, this guy was seriously poisoned. The King of Knights covered his head and turned to Gusta aside: "And you? Forget it that this child is not sensible yet, you, a sensible adult, will go crazy with him, even
No need for reason?"
Gusta did not answer, just looked at the King of Knights silently.
Unable to stand it any longer, Tristan fired an ice arrow towards Gusta. However, before the ice arrow touched Gusta's shield, it was immediately shattered by some invisible force, and Tristan also
He was knocked several yards away by the same invisible force.
"It's useless." Mutt said coldly: "I have told you that the defense system of this space station only recognizes one-on-one combat here. I have already stood up and declared a duel with you, and you must also send out
One person is fighting against me, and only one. Others are attacking characters other than me... As you can see, the attack is ineffective and will be bounced away."
"Damn it..." Tristan got up from the ground, and was inexplicably bounced away. He was startled and almost lost his balance when he landed.
"Let me come——"
"Let me deal with this guy." Tristan volunteered to stand up: "It's just a kitten. This kind of trash character does not require His Majesty to personally act. I can defeat this guy in ten minutes, and then spend more time
Defeat that tiger in ten minutes and move on."
The King of Knights frowned, but did not stop Tristan: "Don't kill anyone."
Tristan's spells are best suited to contain the enemy rather than directly killing them. That's why King Arthur planned to let the fishman prince handle this battle. But he still had a bad feeling.
"I will try to do it." Tristan stepped forward with a gun and sword, preparing to fight Mutt.
"You will regret your arrogance." The cat boy whispered.
"Can I do it?" The fishman prince laughed and said, "Then you come and prove it."
At the same time, Palamedes and others who went straight to the main control room (bridge) of the space station were also blocked halfway by a man.
"Hey, are you kidding me?" The Leopard Man Demon King stared at the enemy in front of him with wide eyes: "Philaos?!"
"Good evening, Palamedes." The leopard man Phileos stood in front of Palamedes: "On this night, which is suitable for drinking and reminiscing, I'm sorry to meet you on such an occasion."
"Get out of the way, Philaeos!" Palamedes shouted: "If you still regard me as a brother, get out of the way!"
"I do, my little brother." Phileos smiled bitterly: "But I also regard Father Sphinx as my father. I will never give in here and let you hurt him. I want to pass
Here, you must defeat me!"
"Don't force me to do such a thing!" Palamedes grinned and took out his weapon, a Luna Steel spear.
"You can choose not to do it, as long as you just turn around and leave." Phileos also took out his weapon, two red moon steel short guns: "Don't force me to attack my brother, Palamedes!"
"Damn it!" Palamedes smacked his mouth, charged with his gun, and began to fight Philaeos.