What a terrifying power! Looking at the destructive scene in front of him, even Bedivere himself was frightened.
He knew very little about physics, so of course it was impossible for him to understand the principle. He had just used [accelerating water] to accelerate himself beyond the time of the world. His body speed was extremely fast, which meant that the wolf he used
Roar, the speed of its shock wave is also extremely fast (for real-world time)! And the shock wave breaks through the sound barrier, propagates at speeds above the speed of sound, and its destructive power will make a qualitative leap! Such a terrifying supersonic shock wave can even kill two people.
It is a matter of course that if the attacks are superimposed together, it can completely shatter the weak enemies into flying ash!
However, he overlooked one point: sound waves do not propagate in only one direction.
"Woo!" The magician next to him vomited a mouthful of blood, and then his eardrums were completely pierced, and bright red oozed from the corners of his eyes and nostrils.
The magician died with his seven holes bleeding!
"What?!" The werewolf was shocked and dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that the new move he used without considering it would be so dangerous!
He hurriedly turned around and glanced at the silver knight Tarkas behind him. Fortunately, Tarkas was far away from Bediville and suffered less damage. However, his eardrums were shattered and there were two streaks of bright red blood.
It just flowed out of his ears. Gwen Green behind Tarkas had an extra layer of protection and was not injured!
"Hmm." The Knight of the Round Table, Gwen, who was guarding in front of the door, also eliminated the remaining stag beetle golem army. He walked out of the smoke and took a look at the mess on the ground. At that time, Bedivere was
He was busy waving his whip to eliminate the remaining scarab golems. When Gwen rushed over to help, the number of enemies was already very few.
"Is everything solved?" the Knights of the Round Table came over and asked.
"Sorry, I sacrificed a person." Bedivere glanced at the magician lying next to him and felt guilty: "And he was accidentally injured and died by my move."
"Don't worry about it. You have to do this to save the team. There is nothing you can do about it." Duke Gwen advised: "You did what a good commander should do: sacrifice a few troops to save the majority."
Part of the army, you have done a great job."
"I didn't. I should have been able to push him away first and save him from fatal injury." Bedivere sighed, and he looked at the silver knight Tarkas who fell to the ground in pain due to a punctured eardrum. If
The werewolf youth knew in advance that the wolf roar used in the accelerated world had such amazing power, he would definitely push the magician next to him first. But everyone is dead, there is no point in regretting it now, Bedi
Weir had no choice but to take a deep breath and go over to close the eyes of the magician who remained silent.
"Are you okay?" Gwen also went over to help up the Silver Knight. Tarkas grinned in pain and gave the Knights of the Round Table a forced, pale smile, as if to express that he was glad that he was still alive.
"Honestly, how long will that guy Gwen Green be able to crack it?" The werewolf couldn't help but transfer his resentment to other places: "If he could complete the matter earlier, we wouldn't have to sacrifice anyone."
"
"He will get it done, just give him a little time------"
Before Knight of the Round Table Gwen finished speaking, Gwen Green, who was sitting there as dumb as a stone, suddenly shouted: "It's done!!"
Whoosh!---------The alarms in the entire data room suddenly stopped, and all the red lights on the ceiling receded, and the entire tense scene suddenly became quiet and deserted.
"Done? What have you done to the system?" Bedivere asked curiously.
"Huh? Why is it you?" Gwen Green gave the werewolf youth a rather contemptuous look, and then glanced at his adoptive father Gwen out of the corner of his eye. He immediately turned around and looked at the Knights of the Round Table: "Are you here too?"
Duke Gwynn said with a serious face: "Where are all your politeness, young man? Mr. Bedivere is asking you a question."
"Hmph." Gwen Green then rolled his eyes at Bedivere again, this time even more cold and frosty: "The main system was not completely cracked, but I removed their security system. This damn ship will never be safe again."
You can't show your teeth to me anymore, I really deserve it."
"Where is the information in the ship?" Bedivere asked anxiously again.
"Hmph, that damn computer woman was competing with me just now. I was trying my best to rescue the data, and she was trying her best to delete it. There was originally a lot of data hidden in this ship, but she deleted 90% of it.
."
"Tsk." The werewolf smacked his lips again. He only hoped that the remaining information contained clues to rescue Queen Greenville, otherwise everything they had done would be in vain.
"Acting Captain Bedivere." Eve's voice sounded at this moment: "Please stop sabotaging this ship immediately. The sabotage done by you and your companions on this ship will be regarded as a violation of the captain and the ship."
The direct commander of the fleet has rebelled. If you do not stop destroying this ship, your qualification as acting captain will be revoked."
"Oh. So you're trying to scare me with the names of the captain and the direct commander?" Bedivere smiled contemptuously: "Tell me, what are the names of the captain and the direct commander?"
Eve paused for a while: "The request cannot be approved. The names of the captain and direct commander are military secrets."
"Hmph." The werewolf youth said angrily: "Forget it, I'm afraid they were people who died tens of thousands of years ago. What kind of military secrets are they? That's really stupid. Gwen Green, you can
Will this broken ship stop completely? I don’t want to hear the voice of this stupid woman Eve again."
"I can indeed use a logic error to force the ship to shut down automatically." Gwen Green murmured: "Although the ancients were very smart, their ideas would occasionally short-circuit and do some stupid things that were completely disproportionate to their intelligence.
There is an opportunity for people to take advantage of."
Bedivere got fed up: "Just tell me: [can] or [can't]?"
"Yes. It is possible to stop it, but it will be difficult to start it again later."
"It doesn't matter, let it stop running forever." Bedivere replied coldly. He knew in his heart that keeping this ship would always be a hidden danger. After all, once its power furnace exploded, it could blow up half of Africa.
"Very good." Gwen Green followed Bediwell's suggestion: "Initialize the virus program. There are still ten, nine, eight------ before the virus is injected."
"Stop! You are doing something very wrong, Acting Captain Bedivere!" Eve was obviously anxious.
"eight."
"If I don't stop, what can you do to me?" The werewolf sneered proudly: "Send your golems to kill me again?"
"Seven, six, five------"
"Or maybe, close all the gates, suck out all the oxygen, and let us suffocate here?" Bedivere cursed mercilessly.
"Four, three, two, one------"
"Go to hell." As if he was condemning the ship to death, the werewolf young man muttered.
"Virus injection begins." Gwen Green clicked the [Enter] key on the keyboard with a little pride. The dangerous computer virus was injected into the control system of the desert ship, causing irreversible damage to the ship's control system.
!
"No!--------------------------------" Eve screamed desperately, but everything was hopeless.
Her voice gradually became distorted and was replaced by bursts of electronic noise. Not only that, the lights in the entire database became flickering and attenuated in the flicker. The virus was destroying the ship's system, and it was estimated that it would soon
It will soon be completely paralyzed.
"Oh, there is one thing I forgot to say." Gwen Green suddenly showed a sinister face: "This ship is currently submerged in the sand sea. It relies on the protective cover it opened to prevent it from being completely buried alive by the sand. If the ship completely shuts down,
If so------"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Bedivere hurriedly pressed the communicator: "Tristan, we are about to retreat! What's the situation on your side?!"
"Right behind you." The fishman prince appeared behind Bedivere with a displeased look on his face. They seemed to have just arrived, but they had to retreat as soon as they arrived at the battlefield. They must have been very unhappy.
Boom! ------Five minutes later, Bediwell, who was at the back of the team, also crawled out of the sand pit. The desert boat behind him was completely swallowed by tens of thousands of tons of yellow sand, making a popping sound.
With a sudden sound, sand and dust were ejected from the pit.
Bediwell pretended to be cool and patted the dust all over his body: "The mission is completed. Now I have to go back to the Cairo Hotel and take a shower------"
However, Duke Gwen stopped the werewolf: "Don't leave yet, Mr. Bedivere. You have to go back to the [Palmidis] and write a report for this mission."
"Oh, damn--can't we talk about it another time?!"
"No. As the commander of this operation, you have the responsibility to carry it through to the end." The Knight of the Round Table said seriously: "Although you are the commander of this operation, I am a Knight of the Round Table."
"What do you mean?" Bedivere frowned dissatisfied.
"That's what it means literally. Don't forget, if you want to pass the trial and become a Knight of the Round Table, you must obtain the unanimous consent of all the current Knights of the Round Table in Great Britain. This of course includes the old man." Gwen looked at Bedivere with a serious face:
"If I judge you as an irresponsible commander, then you will never be a Knight of the Round Table from now on. Do you understand what I mean, Mr. Bedivere?"
"Very good." The werewolf youth drooped his ears and didn't argue much.
Ivan and Tristan shrugged maliciously at the werewolf youth, as if they had expected that things would progress like this. No wonder Tristan and Ivan would "recommend" Bedivere as commander. They turned around with relaxed expressions afterwards.
Leaving turned out to be the biggest mockery to Bedivere as a commander.