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Chapter 1376 Trapped in Deception (48)

Chapter 1376: Trapped in a deceitful way (48)

"Oh, that." Bedivere then remembered that this was indeed the case.

At that time, the Silver Knight Tarkas was trapped in a laser trap net. In order to save his teammates, the werewolf youth activated [Time Magic] and rushed into the shrinking laser trap net alone. Tarkas was rescued, but

Bedivere was unable to avoid it and was hit head-on by a fence made of lasers.

He was supposed to be cut into dozens of pieces of meat by a high-energy laser and meet a tragic end. However, he seemed to have done something before being cut into pieces by the laser------

By the way, before being chopped up by the laser, he activated [Time Magic] again! He relied on the acceleration effect of Time Magic to forcefully rush through the fence made of lasers!

"I understand!" The werewolf gave a high-five and suddenly realized.

Yes, even that kind of high-energy laser is actually controlled by time. To put it bluntly, laser is nothing more than highly dense light particles (not photons), which are emitted in a certain direction like high-pressure water flow. Because of the light particles

The speed is very fast (the speed of light), and the particle flow is dense. In people's eyes, the high-energy laser becomes a beam, a high-energy beam with amazing cutting capabilities! Under normal circumstances, anyone who hits this beam will be cut off.

In half!

However, in the case of [acceleration], things are completely different!

At that time, Bedivere was accelerated beyond the normal time and sprinted forward at an alarming speed. As a result, the flow of light particles falling on the werewolf's hands was not as large as usual, and the laser's ability to cut Bedivere's body was also greatly reduced.

Weakened! As a result, Bediwell forcibly rushed through the fence composed of high-energy lasers, but was not cut into countless pieces of flesh by the light particle flow, only the epidermis was burned!

In short, as long as a person moves fast enough, he can even surpass [light], and it is not impossible to cross the fence composed of these lasers!

"Let me give it a try." Bediwell walked to the laser trap network and was ready to activate [Time Magic]: "I will accelerate myself beyond [time] and then break through this trap."

"No! This is suicide!" Gwen quickly dissuaded him: "It's better to wait here and find another way after reuniting with Prince Tristan's team!"

"Tristan, where are you?" Bedivere pressed the communicator and asked.

"We have already obtained the [Metal Detector], but ---" The voice of the fishman prince came from the other end of the communicator, as well as the noise of some fighting: "We have encountered some small trouble here, we have to wait a little longer."

"It looks like this will be a long wait." Bedivere shrugged at Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table. Of course, the werewolves had separated Tristan and Ivan's team from the beginning, partly to allow them to get the

The missing [Metal Detector], on the other hand, also allowed the team to take a long route to disperse half of the enemy's forces. Without the Tristan team who acted separately, Bediwell and the others would not have been able to arrive so quickly and smoothly.

In front of this reference room.

"And I won't wait for them." The werewolf said again: "Waiting any longer will only attract more enemy soldiers. The best way is to rush into the data room immediately and turn off the alarm system."

"The premise is that you can really rush over." Duke Gwen looked at the dense laser array in front of him: "Are you sure this won't kill you?"

"I will try." The werewolf young man ordered: "Lord Gwen, the smoke you emit has a certain effect of blocking light. Can you emit as much as possible?"

"I can even give you some." Gwen said, casually taking out a spray device from his sleeve: "Although you can't control the smoke released, there is no problem in using this to generate smoke. Anyone can do it. ."

"Great." The werewolf took the smoke-generating device and put it on his arm: "I'm going to start."

Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, looked at each other with the knights and wizards present. He was filled with a thousand doubts. He really didn’t know what Bedivere planned to do. In their view, no matter how powerful this werewolf was, it was absolutely impossible. Forcibly passing through the high-energy laser array with his body. Maybe in the next second, Bediwell will be cut into hundreds of fist-sized pieces by the laser.

The werewolf took a deep breath and took off the silver bracelet on his right hand.

Snap! The needle in the bracelet injected [acceleration water] into Bedivere's body. The werewolf youth began to accelerate, and the whole world in his eyes began to slow down and freeze!

Bediwell threw a flash bomb and then sprayed smoke on both sides of the laser trap!

As he expected, the smoke was also accelerated when it was first sprayed out. They fell into the laser array and blocked the lasers to a certain extent!

The laser arrays in front of the werewolf are basically frozen in time. They are like frozen waterfalls, or waterfalls that flow extremely slowly due to freezing! The light particles in each laser that should originally move at the speed of light, now The speed has dropped to a less dangerous level, enough for Bediville to pass safely!

The werewolf dived in without even thinking!

Snap, snap, snap! --------------- He could definitely feel the countless laser beams slipping past him, and it felt like high-pressure water hitting his body. !However, they can only burn the fur on Bedivere's body and cannot cut off the werewolf's body!

Scratch, scratch, scratch! ------ Bediwell could feel that at that moment, more than two hundred lasers swept through his body, and he could also feel the burning heat raging on his body. But he used less than one. It passed this dense laser array in seconds and landed on the ground with a thud!

"Wow! ------" Time returned to normal in an instant.

"Woo---------" Bediwell got up from the ground, only to feel bursts of burning pain all over his body. There were traces of laser burns on his skin, and there were countless streaks of green smoke coming out of his body. !But no matter what, he did pass this deadly laser array and achieved a miracle that almost surpassed physical conclusions!

"It's difficult, unbelievable!" Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, exclaimed outside the door.

"It really went through!? This is unscientific------" The magician on the side was also dumbfounded.

"Ouch..." Bedivere endured the pain all over his body and looked around. He found something similar to a lever switch on the wall nearby, and waved it casually. His tungsten turtle tongue whip struck accurately. Hit that switch and flip the switch down.

The high-energy laser trap array in front of the door is also closed.

"Heal him immediately!" Gwen shouted. The magician hurried over to heal the werewolf.

"I'm fine, it's just some skin injuries." Bedivere stood up with support and returned the smoke-generating device to Gwen: "Thank you, thanks to this, I was not chopped into pieces by the laser."

"I still don't understand, what did you just do?" Duke Gwen looked incredulous.

"Huh, secret." The werewolf walked towards the depths of the data room with the support of the magician: "Come on, let's see where the kid Gwen Green went. It's best for him to stay here peacefully.

Stay, or I will give him a good beating."

Gwen did not speak, but at the same time moved his finger to his mouth, making a "silence" gesture.

Because at this time they all heard a faint and continuous voice coming from deep in the data room.

Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap.

That was the sound of typing on a keyboard, and it seemed to be using a very old mechanical keyboard. It sounded like some kind of musical instrument was playing, quite rhythmically.

"Gwen Green." The Knights of the Round Table muttered in a low voice, walking towards the source of the sound of typing on the keyboard.

After they passed through countless machines of unknown purpose that were complex and made low noises, were sultry and smelled of engine oil, the group finally arrived at the center of the data room, in front of a huge luminous pillar.

And there, facing the indescribably sophisticated ultra-technical machinery on the pillars, Gwen Green was busy deciphering the system of the sand ship using a laptop and a few wires.

"Gwen Green, I finally found you!" the werewolf said angrily.

There was no answer. The boy was still looking at the screen without blinking. On the fifteen-inch screen in front of him, thousands of program codes flashed every second.

"It's useless to call him. He is in serious mode now, completely isolated from outside interference." Knight of the Round Table Gwen said: "Unless he completes the cracking of the ship's system, he will not stop.

Rest."

What an amazing concentration. Bedivere sighed inwardly.

"But we have to make him stop." The werewolf youth said displeasedly: "He has caused such a big trouble here, so he should just stop it right away? I don't know how he did it, but he didn't

He may have been hiding here. When Eve discovers his existence, he will send more powerful golems. Do we have to guard him by then?!"

"It's not unreasonable for you to say that. However," Gwen walked to sit down next to his adopted son, reached out and patted Gwen Green on the shoulder: "I know this child best. When he enters [serious mode],

It is impossible to be interrupted midway. The only way to interrupt him is to unplug the connection between the computer and the server to interrupt the invasion. However, in this case, his computer will be scrapped and everything he has done before will be in vain.

."

Bedivere was speechless when he thought of King Arthur's purpose of asking them to sneak into the sand ship. Although the unauthorized actions brought huge trouble to everyone, it was precisely because everything Gwen Green was doing now was what King Arthur wanted.

As a result, that's why the King of Knights allowed this talented boy to do whatever he wanted.

"Let's wait a little longer." Bedivere had to sigh.

"Uh, captain?" Tarkas, the silver knight at the rear, couldn't help but yelled: "Maybe we should block the door first before talking about this?"

"What?" The werewolf turned around and looked around.

In front of the door of the data room, I saw a large group of golden scarab golems and several stag beetle golems, struggling to squeeze into the data room.


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