"Exactly at this time!" Bediwell drew his weapon and went over to deal with the sand shark. The desert shark had already leapt out of the sea of sand and was biting everyone!
"Hey! What are you going to do with this? Are you going to throw it off the boat?" Kana asked quickly.
"Uh-huh!" Bedivere waved his whip and cut off the dorsal fin of a sand shark. He was trying his best to deal with the monsters that kept coming out. He had no time to deal with so many other things: "Fill the barrel, and spend the money.
Whatever!"
More desert sharks were caught --- or they jumped on the boat on their own initiative. Bediwell waved his turtle-tongue whip and cut off the dorsal fins of these monsters one by one. He suddenly found that the whip seemed to work well.
Many. His turtle tongue whip is also covered with the bodily fluids of golden bugs. Although it is sticky and disgusting, it has greatly improved the electrical conductivity and flexibility of the turtle tongue whip.
Just a little bit of magic (photons) adhered to the surface of the whip has such a big impact on the whip. If the magic (photons) in the mucus are really extracted and adhered to the turtle tongue whip,
How will its performance be improved?
It seems that Kana is indeed not lying when she says that the body fluids of golden bugs are an ideal material for enchantment. Let’s keep the body fluids of the bugs first. Whether we can find craftsmen who can perform this kind of enchantment is something we will worry about later.
Three more desert sharks flew onto the deck. Bedivere drew two whips, and the dagger at the end of the whip accurately cut off the dorsal fins of the sharks. Then the werewolf raised the dagger in his hand to slash at the shrunken monsters.
, chopped off the heads of the desert sharks before they landed on the ground.
Fortunately, probably because it's dark, the activities of the desert sharks are not as frequent as during the day, and the sand ships are attacked much less often. As long as Moby Dick doesn't show up, this journey will be completed safely.
of.
The werewolf turned and looked at the sailors who were loading the barrels. He saw that the sailors were using knives to cut the skin of the gold bug, and then put the barrel close to the cut wound of the bug. The bug's body fluids immediately flowed from there.
The liquid gushed out from the wound and fell into the bucket. These liquids with a golden shimmer had good fluidity at first, but as they oxidized in contact with the air, they began to become sticky, like jelly. When these liquids
It became completely sticky and blocked the newly opened wound, and a wooden barrel was also filled.
Seeing the thick mucus continuously pouring out of the golden bug, Bedivere was glad that he didn't have to fill the bucket himself. It didn't matter if he spent more money, it was better to leave this disgusting dirty work to others.
The sailors worked repeatedly, cutting new wounds, loading buckets, and cutting again, and the big golden earthworm became smaller and smaller like a deflated ball. Soon only a thick piece of skin was left.
.
"Uh---" Elaine raised his sword and smashed the head of another desert shark. When he turned around, he happened to see the shriveled skin of the golden bug on the ground.
"Not bad!" Bediwell solved another desert shark and took the time to look back and count. There happened to be twenty-two wooden barrels filled with magical golden liquid: "What are you going to do with the remaining skins?"
"Of course, throw it away from the ship." Kana ordered several sailors to quickly dispose of the shark carcass on the deck, and also planned to throw away the big earthworm carcass.
"Are you sure there's nothing more valuable on it?" Bedivere asked suspiciously.
"Maybe, but it's really disgusting inside. Don't expect my people to search for you." Kana stuck out her tongue and made a disgusted expression. At that time, the night was falling, and the ship's
The lights were on on the deck. The light shot up from everyone's feet and fell on Kana's face, illuminating her originally beautiful face like a ghost.
Bedivere shuddered and was about to compromise: "Uh... then..."
Banglong!----------Something hit the sand ship hard, interrupting everyone's conversation! Its impact was so violent that the sand ship with a load of hundreds of tons was also hit.
There was a violent shaking, and the ship even screamed like it was falling apart!
"Uh-huh..." The werewolf half-knelt on the ground and managed to regain his footing: "Has Moby Dick shown up?!"
"You...you're kidding, meow!" Seglade sighed.
What hit the sand boat was not the Desert Demon Whale Shark Moby Dick, but... another sand boat!
A ship several times larger than the sand ship Bediwell and the others were riding on, with its entire body covered with golden armor plates!
The night is low and the moon is bright. This golden sand boat reflects the moonlight in the cloudless night of the Sahara Desert. Under the refraction of the surrounding sand and dust, the boat seems to be surrounded by a golden halo, which is hazy.
Touching, and extraordinarily luxurious and eye-catching!
Treasure ship!------Only these two words came to Bediwell's mind at this moment.
Is this the [Treasure Ship] that Solar just mentioned, the legendary treasure ship [Desert Ship]?!
As if fearing the desert boat, the surrounding sand sharks fled one after another, and the deck that had been attacked by the sand sharks temporarily returned to its original tranquility. The desert boat seemed to have no intention of attacking the sand boat where Bediwell and others were.
They were just traveling side by side with the merchant ships, maintaining the same speed.
"What on earth is that thing?" The werewolf squinted his eyes and looked towards the deck of the treasure ship. The hazy golden light was very distracting, making it impossible for Bedivere to see clearly what was on the deck. But what is certain is that the deck
There is no one on it, at least no living person or creature!
The shape of a sand ship is almost the same as an inverted iron. To guard against attacks by various monsters in the desert, their bridges are hidden inside the ship, under the heavy deck. This wonderful treasure ship is no exception.
. Therefore, it is basically impossible to judge whether there is a driver in the ship from the outside of this wonderful ship like an inverted iron. Unless you board the treasure ship and conduct an actual inspection, there is no way to know whether there is a driver in the ship.
What.
Bediwell felt itchy in his heart, really wanting to know what secrets were hidden in this quietly sailing treasure ship. But they were now employed, and they could not easily leave this merchant ship until the commission was completed...unless their boss
Let them board the treasure ship to investigate, otherwise everything will be empty talk.
"Don't even think about it." Kana also poured cold water on Bedivere's face as a matter of course: "Your mission is to protect the merchant ships, not to engage in those messy adventures and involve the merchant ships in danger."
"I know..." the werewolf groaned.
Boom, boom, boom! --- The desert boat followed the merchant ship for a certain distance and then immediately sank into the sea of sand, seeming to want to retreat. Although he was extremely curious, Bediwell could only admit it. After all,
It was impossible for him to sink into the rolling yellow sand with the treasure ship.
Bump! The desert boat sank completely into the sea of sand, causing an extremely strong shock before leaving. The impact shook everyone on the merchant ship, and even made Bediwell, who was in a daze, lose his center of gravity, fall back, and sit down
On something soft.
"Uh!" For a moment, the werewolf thought he was sitting on some kind of high-end sofa. But he soon realized that there was no way there was a high-end sofa on the deck, and when he sat down, he actually
It's something far more disgusting: golden bugs were drained of body fluids and placed on corpses covered with knife cuts!
Jiba, Jiba. Bediwell tried to get up from this soft, sticky thing, but the place he was in was so wet and slippery that he couldn't exert his strength. A vague and disgusting smell made Bediwell even more
Weir was so exhausted that he almost felt like vomiting.
"Oh, Mr. Bedivere, meow..." Seglade looked at the werewolf clinging to the body of the gold bug sympathetically, glanced at it, and immediately looked away as if he couldn't bear to look at it.
"Who, who will help me!" The werewolf resisted the urge to vomit and asked in a dumbfounded voice.
"No, don't!" Elaine looked at Bedivere with a rare look of disgust: "Okay, so disgusting!"
"You brat! I'll settle the score with you when I get up!" Bedivere struggled for a while with anger, his hands stroking wildly, trying to find something to draw on from this sticky environment.
. But he was very unlucky. As soon as he grabbed it, he fell into a cut on the body of the golden insect.
Needless to say, that cut went straight into the inside of the monster's corpse. Bedivere's hand felt something like a sphere, still carrying something warm. It took him a few seconds to understand that it was the gold insect's.
Guts. The moment he understood this fact, he was so disgusted that the hairs all over his body stood up involuntarily!
But at the same time, the werewolf also touched some kind of angular object, which seemed to be some kind of square!
What seems to be inside the body of the golden bug?! Is it a foreign object that was accidentally swallowed while traveling in the desert?
...a treasure?
Bediwell endured the huge nausea and reached out to fish it out. Anyway, he had already been nauseated once, so it wouldn't be a big deal if he was nauseated for a while longer, right?
At the same time, one also grabbed the werewolf's left prosthetic arm, it was Solar.
"Are you okay, my friend?" The magic swordsman did not dislike Bedivere and came to help.
"Uh---" Although his whole body was still sticky and slippery, with the help of Solar's strength, Bedivere finally got up. He walked away quickly, away from the disgusting body of the golden bug.
Then he calmed down and said: "Thank you, Solar."
"Uh hahaha." The werewolf responded with an innocent smile from the magic swordsman. He cast his eyes on Bedivere's right hand: "That one?"
"I touched it from the monster's body." Bedivere grasped the wonderful cube tightly and shook it to get rid of the sticky jelly-like substance on it. The palm-sized cube immediately flashed a golden luster and was a piece of