Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1356: Trapped in the deceitful way (28)
Chapter 1356 Trapped in the trick (twenty-eight)
The complex whip net covers a third of the gap in the protective cover, and arcs are constantly shining between each "net wire" formed by the whip, making the entire power grid more dense and unbreakable!
The frenzied group of golden scarabs never expected Bedivere to come here. A large number of scarab golems hit the whip net and were roasted black!
And these little golems, which are composed of a large number of sophisticated electronic circuits, have little resistance to electromagnetic wave radiation. The arc between the whip nets flashes past them, enough to interfere with their internal circuits. Therefore, even those golden scarabs that escaped from the gaps in the power grid and survived were still in a semi-failure state due to the influence of weak electromagnetic waves.
"Humph!" Tristan, not to be outdone, raised an icy mist. Ice fog spreads around, it is a special ice fog created by the murloc prince with magic, and it can work even in hot and dry places like the Sahara Desert. The ice mist quickly stuck to the surrounding scarabs, freezing their feet to a crisp! Of course, the bugs still want to move on, but when they move, their frozen wings and legs will snap off! A large number of golden scarab golems lost their wings and limbs, and fell weakly, and they couldn't cause more trouble!
Evan even raised the shotgun and fired it. The one in his hand was obviously a large-caliber photon shot. The scattered particles seemed to be deliberately controlled by the young half-dragon. A shotgun can destroy a scarab!
After destroying the large army of golden scarabs, Bedivere retracted his whip net and began hunting the remnants of the enemy with his whip. His whip is still electrified, so it has a much wider range than it looks. Wherever the electric whip passed, many insects fell, and the air where the insects danced was instantly emptied!
The first wave of enemies was basically wiped out. In the chaos just now, Bedivere didn't have time to take care of his teammates. At this time, he remembered Gwen and the others, and looked back. Tristan and Ivan were all safe except for some small wounds cut by insects. One of the knights in the team suffered a moderate cut and quickly stood up under the treatment of the mages. The mages in front of the gap were not so lucky. Three mages died and two of them died of bleeding after being cut by insects. The remaining mages stood farther away from the gap and deployed protection in time. The hood saved his life, with only minor injuries.
In the face of the surprise attack of the golden scarab army, it is already very good to have such a victory... right?
Where's Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table? Bedivere looked nervously. Of course Duke Gwyn was all right, he didn't even have a scratch. However, the werewolf youth couldn't understand what Gwen did just now. The Knights of the Round Table were on guard with swords and shields, but they didn't seem to help fight? Maybe he was saving his energy, or maybe he wanted to hide his strength from Bedivere?
Anyway. Since Bedivere is now the commander, he doesn't have time to worry about these little things, it's more important to do business.
"Assault!" The werewolf youth commanded. The combat team rushed in through the opening of the shield.
The protective cover opened by [Desert Boat] is actually mainly used to block incoming sand. When it's buried deep in the ground, the shield lifts up like an umbrella, keeping the sand out. Of course, Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, has blasted a hole in the sand sea with his Holy Spirit, and even pierced the shield of the sand boat. Bedivere and the others jumped into the protective cover and landed on the flat deck of the golden ship. The top of their heads is supported by a shield, which is like an eggshell, and outside the "eggshell" is a sea of sand.
"Humph." As soon as the werewolf's legs hit the ground, he let out a muffled groan. The situation was as he expected, the ship entered a state of complete blockade, and the entrance on its deck was also tightly closed.
"We came in, then what?" Tristan asked Bedivere in a slightly reproachful tone: "Please don't tell me you can't find your way in."
Bedivere scolded the murloc prince inwardly. He knew that Tristan would not be so good, and "highly recommends" Bedivere to be the commander of the operation. The murloc prince must have thought that Bedivere had no way to penetrate the interior of the golden ship, so he recommended Bedivere as the commander. If this operation fails to even invade the sand ship, then all the responsibility should be on the head of the werewolf youth.
However, the corners of Bedivere's mouth rose, squeezing out a sneer: "There is a way, and it will be found soon."
Oh, of course there is a way. No matter how sturdy the desert ship's hull is, at least in one place, it has been broken, and it is absolutely impossible to repair it. That is the outer wall on the left side of the ship near the mechanical warehouse.
Because King Arthur had previously enchanted Bedivere's Dragoon Cannon with Black Flame. Those black flames come from the Demon Sword of Extermination, with the ability to [Erase the Law of Cause and Effect]. Cannonballs shot out from the cannons with black flames of extinction can erode the origin of everything in the world, turning [existence] into [nothingness]. So that part of the wall of the sand boat became [never existed], that part was dug out forever.
Bedivere led the team to the left side of the ship, and sure enough, the hole in the wall still remained.
"It's weird, when is there a hole here?" Evan muttered.
Bediver smiled and said nothing. Almost all people in the world are affected by changes in the laws of causality, so the process by which the wall went from [existent] to [did not exist] is almost unobservable. Because it was so taken for granted, even Evan didn't notice that there was an extra hole here.
Besides the user of the Extinction Black Flame—Arthur—who can perceive the [influence of changes in the law of causality] in this world, I am afraid there is only Bedi Will this [a man who never existed in this world] is gone.
"Let's go in." Bedivere released his tungsten tortoise whip and quickly made a path for his teammates to climb.
"What a convenient whip." Duke Gwyn smiled, the first whip that grabbed the werewolf went down. Although he felt that he was trusted and a little happy, the big guy Gwen was really heavy, and Bedivere had to put his feet on the outboard handrails of the boat and use all his strength to stabilize the whip.
"Give me a hold and don't let go." After Gwen went down, Tristan followed.
Gosh, have to whip everyone down. Bedivere felt extremely depressed, and being a captain is really a big responsibility. By the time everyone in the team let down the whip, Bedivere's arms were already sore. He wrapped his whip around the edge of the sand boat and let it down, and jumped in through a hole in the wall of the boat.
"Are you ready?" the werewolf youth asked.
Tristan shrugs. Except for the murloc prince, everyone else nodded. The people who followed Bedivere included Prince Tristan, Prince Evan, Duke Gwen, Knight of the Round Table, and two other mages and two knights. Bedivere couldn't help but murmured in his heart that the number of troops in this unit was slightly larger, and walking in the slightly narrow corridor in the sand boat would not only make it difficult to take care of each other, but would make the troops in a hurry, making it even more troublesome when they were attacked. Considering that Eve is very likely to send another army of golden scarabs, it is not a wise move to go with the army like this.
"We have to split the team into two," he said without thinking.
Tristan immediately became unhappy: "What? Are you going to disperse valuable troops in the enemy's hinterland?"
Duke Gwyn smiled: "I couldn't agree more with this proposal."
"But, Lord Gwen!" The murloc prince gave Gwen the Knight of the Round Table a slightly dissatisfied look.
"Mr. Bedivere is quite right. The narrow terrain in the sand boat and the potential for all kinds of unpredictable traps ahead make a large force useless in such a place. Splitting the current force into two is the best way to Good choice—well, and the right size. Teams of four are the foundation of teamfighting in Great Britain."
Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, is clearly good at commanding battles, and his analysis is extremely methodical.
"In this way, even if one team is in distress, the other team can still continue to complete the task and even help the team in distress. So, do you have any questions?"
Tristan and Evan were afraid to speak.
"So, how are you going to divide the squad, Mr. Bedivere?" Gwyn asked the werewolf tentatively, as if he were the instructor and Bedivere the student being tested.
The werewolf youth felt more and more stressed, and he scratched his head: "Tristan and Ivan are in a team, and a knight and a mage guard. I and Lord Gwen are in a team, and also a knight and a Mage Guard ~IndoMTL.com~ The reason for this grouping...?" Gwen continued to ask.
Bedivere was actually in a hurry to get into this grouping, and when he was really pressed, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned. But the werewolf youth doesn't like to make a fool of himself in front of others, especially in front of his nemesis Prince Tristan, so he bravely explained: "This grouping method is to balance fighting ability and search ability. I believe Lord Gwen's Strength, I also believe...cough...(he said reluctantly) The strength of His Royal Highness Prince Tristan. The battle will be handled by you. And I can use my nose And hearing to detect the traps along the way, Prince Ivan also has the eagle eye technique to explore the way, whether it is a trap or an ambush, can you easily deal with it? So I and Ivan are in a small team, which is the most effective way to group."
"Very sensible decision." The Knight of the Round Table Gwen smiled again: "If you let me team up, I will do the same."
Tristan wanted to take the opportunity to taunt Bedivere, but after hearing what Duke Gwynne said, the murloc prince didn't dare to speak again.
"One more thing," Bedivere took the opportunity to say: "Tristan and Evan are responsible for going to the captain's room to retrieve the mermaid's secret treasure [metal detector], and then come back to the data room to join us."