Chapter 774 Exploring Mysteries in the Temple (12)
Chapter 774: Exploring the Secret of the Temple (12)
At the same time, in the Pure Land of Avalon, the core of the Round Table System, the "Tomb of the Holy Spirit".
A white ghost floated by.
This ancient holy spirit is neither human nor animal. In fact, it has lost its basic form. It is just a ball of photons with a small amount of residual consciousness, floating like a will-o'-the-wisp, aimlessly in this tomb.
Wandering.
Bediwell hid behind the stone monument and waited with bated breath to let this "god" pass. After it completely left, the werewolf came out and looked around.
"Beep." When the werewolf clenched the pistol-shaped detector again, it made a slight sound. It seemed to sense something.
In this huge and dark space, walking among countless "tombstones" and being chased by a group of "ghosts" is indeed not a pleasant thing.
The werewolf shifted its center of gravity downwards, bent its body, and sneaked cautiously.
It was out of curiosity and mission that he sneaked into this ghost place for nearly half an hour. I wonder what happened to Albert and Elaine?
Tigers are afraid of the dark and ghosts, while white bears are clumsy. Is it really okay for them to walk in a place like this?
However, looking at Albert's appearance, he will definitely come up with some strange tricks to win this competition.
Bediwell's stealth alone would be too slow and he might lose the game. He had to find a way.
Beep, beep. The sound of the detector became a little more urgent. Bedivere was getting closer to the target.
However, his target seems to be a place where the Holy Spirits are densely packed.
Three "ghosts" wandered in from different directions and inadvertently surrounded the werewolf. With such an all-round siege, hiding behind the stone monument was probably useless. If they got closer, they would find Bedivere!
What to do? Where to hide?
The werewolf suddenly got wise and released the vine whip that was the seed of the holy tree. He used the spikes at the top of the whip to hook the edge of the tombstone. He pulled back the whip with a strong pull and jumped onto the top of the tombstone.
The ancient Holy Spirits were approaching. They met each other, but they seemed not to know each other, didn't care about each other, and didn't even say hello. They just passed by each other.
Crouching on top of the stone monument, under the cover of darkness and black clothing, the werewolf was not discovered.
That's it. These holy spirits would just wander around blankly. Unless there are special circumstances, they would not raise their heads and look up.
Moreover, after climbing up, the scenery becomes suddenly clearer. There is no interference from the spirits here. From a high position, you can clearly see the movements of the surrounding spirits and plan a route to avoid them before they approach.
Only then did the werewolf realize that moving on top of these tall stone monuments was the safest and fastest way.
If you can use it properly, you will definitely have an advantage in the competition, and you may even be able to beat Al.
The werewolf narrowed his eyes and estimated the distance between the stone monuments.
These stone tablets are placed here as servers of the round table system and are arranged very neatly, always keeping a distance of five yards from each other.
Within reach of his vine whip.
In the mood to give it a try, Bedivere conjured up a tree vine whip.
He used the protruding spikes to make a hook at the top of the whip.
Then, shake the hook forcefully and throw it to the stone monument on the opposite side.
It was hooked. The spikes in the hook thrust out violently, firmly blocking the stress point.
"Okay..." The werewolf prepared himself mentally and jumped forward high. He quickly retracted his whip while jumping out. So, the reaction force when he retracted the whip pulled his whole body towards the opposite stone monument, making up for it.
This overcomes the werewolf's own lack of jumping ability.
Pat. Bediwell landed lightly on the stone tablet. This tree vine whip is easier to use than imagined, and it can go faster than it can be used. It is simply great.
Of course, the werewolf has not forgotten Orin's instructions not to overuse the power of [Holy Tree Seed]. Therefore, he relies on his own muscle power to jump and move most of the time, and the whip is only an auxiliary force.
Whoosh! The werewolf jumped from one stone monument to another. He passed over the head of a Holy Spirit and made a slight sound of wind.
"?" The Holy Spirit noticed the sound of the wind and turned back, but could not see anything. Bediwell had already landed firmly on the top of the stone monument, half-crouching and lurking, blending into the dark environment.
"Beep, beep, beep." The sound of the detector became more and more frequent, and Bediville was very close to the target.
"Huh?" At this time, a person's low voice exclaimed next to the werewolf: "Why are you here, meow?"
"Al?" Bedivere saw Albert landing next to him and also settling on the stone monument. He immediately became depressed: "What the hell? Aren't you responsible for searching the east side?"
"I just kept walking east and followed the signal." Albert said dissatisfied: "What the hell, you want to take the credit from me?!"
"I don't---" Bediwell couldn't argue: "I also kept walking west and followed the signal."
"Nonsense! One is in the east and the other is in the west, how could they meet!" Albert was angry: "I finally understand what kind of person you are, you liar! You actually cheated in the competition!"
"I didn't ---" A huge drop of sweat seeped out from the werewolf's forehead. He felt both wronged and helpless: "I have my search direction, how could I go around in a circle to compete with you for the target?"
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"But!"
"Tsk, I'm too lazy to tell you!" Bedivere thought it was too troublesome to explain, "It doesn't matter if you think I'm despicable. In short, whoever arrives first will get the [treasure]."
Before he finished speaking, he had already thrown out the tree vine whip, hooked it on a stone tablet in front of him, and leaped out with all his strength.
"Damn it! It's really despicable!" The tiger man couldn't wait to jump out.
As the werewolf was flying in the air, he began to wonder. With Albert's jumping ability, he would definitely not be able to jump so far without any assistance. Could it be that he also has a tree vine whip?
No. The small dagger on the tiger's waist suddenly flew out of thin air and stopped in mid-air between the two stone tablets. Albert quickly stepped on the dagger, and then used the force to bounce forward, lightly
fell on the stone tablet.
"Oh, you also have your magic weapon?" Before the werewolf could ask, Albert had already said it.
"...Yes, and you have yours too." Bedivere had no choice but to agree.
Albert's dagger flew back instantly and was put into the scabbard behind Tiger's belt, as if some supernatural force was keeping it empty.
"That is?"
"Huhu, trade secret." The tiger sneered and continued to jump forward. The werewolf watched the dagger behind the tiger fly out again, staying in mid-air and becoming Albert's stepping stone.
Is this some kind of kinetic magic? But the orcs obviously can't use magic?
While the werewolf was in a daze, Albert had already run far away, and was two stone tablets away from the werewolf. Bediwell knew that it was useless to think about it any more. If he didn't catch up, he would lose the competition, so he tried his best.
Shuai whipped out a tree vine whip and hooked it onto another stone tablet ten yards away.
This is probably the farthest distance that the tree vine whip can reach. The werewolf concentrated all his strength on his feet, jumped out violently, and tightened the tree vine whip at the same time!
Pound! The tree vine whip became like a rubber band after being stretched to the extreme, and responded to Bedivere with a violent rebound. It pulled the werewolf up with powerful force and directly spanned the distance between the three stone monuments!
Bump! The werewolf landed on the stone monument and overtook Albert.
"What?!" Seeing that he was overtaken, the tiger was not to be outdone. The two swords on his waist came out, replacing each other, paving a "road" in the air. He ran with all his strength along this road to catch up with the werewolf.
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After becoming proficient in using the tree vine whip, Bediwell is not so easy to catch up with.
The werewolf quickly turned the whip-assisted jump into a fixed routine. He jumped out, flew up, and retracted the whip at the same time. The moment he landed, he had already thrown the whip out again to hook the next foothold, jumped out again, and flew up.
, and this loops endlessly.
The whole set of movements was completed so smoothly that Bedivere looked like he was flying in the air, which felt extremely refreshing.
"Woohoo!!" Bedivere couldn't help shouting.
"Damn it!" Albert knew that if he chased with just two legs, he would never be able to catch up with Bediwell with the help of tree vine whip. He was pulled away by the werewolf, and the distance was getting farther and farther. If it continued like this
Sooner or later you will lose the game!
The tiger who was eager to win took out the dagger from his waist. Although he was extremely reluctant to reveal the details of his abilities in front of the werewolf so soon, he would lose if he didn't. There was no other way!
He threw the ancient dagger hard, and the dagger passed by Bedivere and almost hit the werewolf.
"Hey!" Bedivere thought the tiger was going to attack him, so he turned his head and looked behind him, planning to protest.
Albert is no longer behind Bedivere!
If not at the back, could it be at the front?!
Bedivere hurriedly looked forward and saw that the dagger flew about thirty feet and then stopped in mid-air. It seemed that it was completely unaffected by gravity and inertia, which was very strange.
The werewolf was still flying forward in mid-air, looking at the dagger more than ten yards away in front of him, not understanding what was going on, and was wondering---
Albert actually appeared out of thin air where the dagger stopped, and stood lightly on the handle of the dagger with one foot!
"Varied---"
"Huhuhu," Albert sneered and raised the flare gun (which was also a detector).
Bang! Tiger shot at the stone monument in question. The flare was fired, drawing a dark red arc in the air and then sticking firmly to the stone monument, glowing with a red halo.
The victory was decided, and it was taken down by Albert without any warning!