Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1398: The ultimate battle is in the deep end
Chapter 1398 The ultimate battle against the hidden teeth (fourteen)
Ten minutes later.
"Be patient, I'm going to pull it out." Bedivere looked at Elaine and whispered.
Elaine nodded painfully, indicating that she was ready. Solar also just held Elaine's shoulder to reduce the struggle of the white bear.
Pull! So Bedivere pulled out from the bear man's body---------
Pull the last needle out of Elaine's abdomen.
Smack zi zi zi zi! ------The moment the steel needle was pulled out, a lot of blood spurted out of the belly of the white bear. The white bear man lying on the ground was almost dyed bright red by his own blood, and he was shaking in pain. But the polar bears have great regenerative abilities, and the wounds in their abdomens are healing quickly—at least superficially blocked.
Bedivere and Solar then rescued Elaine from the operating table and picked up the amputated arms and legs of the polar bear, carefully attaching them to Elaine. They don't need very sophisticated medical skills, they just need to correctly align and close the cross-sections of the polar bears' hands and feet, and then everything needs to be left to Elaine's self-healing ability.
The cross-sections of the **** hands and feet that had been violently sawed off began to slowly fuse, and the broken or even fragmented arm and leg bones began to connect, merge, and finally recover, and the muscles, nerves and epidermis on them also constantly regenerating.
But this regeneration process was not as comfortable as I imagined. In fact, Elaine's regeneration was not smooth, and she was sweating profusely.
"Have they done nothing to you other than torturing you?" Bedivere asked, both to distract Elaine and to gain intelligence, "For example, injecting you some kind of drug or something?"
"I don't remember, I can't remember." Elaine said, tremblingly, "They just folded and tortured me, saying they wanted to test my extremes and limits."
"The limit?" Bedivere frowned. "Are you testing the limit of your pain tolerance? Or is it testing the limit of your ability to regenerate?"
"Um..." The bear man was still sweating from the pain, unable to answer for a while.
"Enough, let him rest." Solar took off his coat and draped it over the polar bear's shoulders, even though it provided little warmth.
"So, you shouldn't know how to be good in the future, don't trust people casually." Bedivere took the opportunity to teach Elaine a lesson.
The white bear muttered something pale, in a language no one could understand. Since he didn't understand, Bedivere didn't bother to talk to Elaine, but stood up with a long sigh of relief: "Hey. The matter here is finally completed, and then we just need to wait for Elaine to recover and stand up by himself. We can leave. What about Lord Gwen? When will he return to join us?"
"What did you say, my friend?" Solar was a little absent-minded, his eyes still on Elaine, and he seemed genuinely worried.
"Will Duke Gwyn come to join us after he hides and releases the optical camouflage smoke?" Bedivere repeated again: "We have nothing to do with our side, he doesn't have to continue to release smoke. What? Tell him to stop?"
"No, he'll stop himself." Solar said blankly, "Didn't I tell you? Once Gwen covered the entire institute with his smoke, he would Stop and do something else."
Bediver frowned: "Of course you didn't tell me.------What other tasks are there?"
"Of course it's attacking the power distribution room of this institute." Solar said with a look of course: "As long as this institute is completely powered off, we will be able to leave more easily."
"I see, I really have an idea." Bedivere tilted his head and praised.
Then he pauses for a second.
Wait, something seems wrong.
"You mean, power outage?!" The werewolf youth exclaimed: "My God! Look at what good things you all have done!------Oops, is there any way to contact Lord Gwen? He has to be notified to stop his plan to attack the power distribution room!"
"Why terminate? I don't understand, my friend..."
"There is no time to explain! Hurry up and find a way to inform him!" Bedivere said anxiously.
"There is no way to tell him to stop, but there is one way to start." Solar took out the smoke ball that Gwen gave him: "He said, as soon as we find Elaine, we will Throw this on the ground and smash it, and then he will know that our action was successful, at the end of the power distribution room------"
"I see! Give it to me!" Bedivere reached out and grabbed it: "If you break this, it will be troublesome!"
However, it was because of Bedivere's eagerness to **** it that the smoke ball slipped from Solar's hand and landed in the direction of the ground!
"Oops!" The werewolf quickly patted his silver bracelet, intending to pause the time. To his surprise, the silver bracelet did not work properly this time---it had been used too much by Bedivere recently, and the [acceleration water] stored in it had been completely used up! !
Clap! Bedivere watched in despair as the smoke ball fell to the ground, making a sound like glass shattering. It shattered in an instant, and then dissipated into a cloud of smoke, leaving only a little inconspicuous ash on the ground.
On the other hand, Gwen also seemed to sense that the magic he had released was disarmed. He knew that Bedivere and others had successfully rescued Elaine, so he sneered and raised his lightsaber towards the switch room. Poke on the generator!
Pop! The dynamo, slashed by the lightsaber, became unstable, expanding in bursts of electric light, ready to explode at any moment.
"Then, it's time for me to dodge too." Gwen retracted his lightsaber, turned over a few times, and quickly jumped out of the power distribution room.
Swish swish swish swish swish --------------- With the explosion of the generator, the entire institute's The power supply became unstable, and the lighting system in the room where Bedivere and the others were located was dimmed.
"Oh, damn." Bedivere hammered his head hard.
"What's going on?" Solar still didn't understand, and asked Bedivere with a bewildered face.
"There is a very scary thing sealed in the [garbage room] on the upper floor here. It was originally suppressed by the ultraviolet light in the corridor so that it would not get out of control." Holding his arm, the whip began to glow faintly in place of the fading light.
"If the thing I'm worried about does come true, then we'll have no time to linger." He walked to the door: "Elaine, can you stand up by yourself?"
"Um, um... wait..." The white bear man's sawed-off leg had regenerated at this time, and he tried to stand up, but fell down again in pain. That's right, although the leg bones and muscles were successfully connected, his nerves and blood vessels had not been completely regenerated. Now he is in excruciating pain when he moves casually, and it is not easy to run!
"No way. Solar, can you carry Elaine? Watch him run downstairs as much as possible!"
"How about you?"
"I'll go to the stairwell to stand guard, delaying time for you as much as possible!" Bedivere pushed open the door and ran out.
At the same time, the power to the institute was completely cut off, and the hallway began to be enveloped in darkness. Fortunately, the institute also has complementary lighting—a fluorescent lamp that emits a pale blue glow. They don't seem to be powered by electricity, but store energy by absorbing external light at ordinary times, and begin to fluoresce in complete darkness. Although the light of each fluorescent lamp is weak, this institute is superior in that it has a high degree of transparency, which means that the light of fluorescent lamps can penetrate the ceiling and walls of the institute and shine far away. The small fluorescent lamps, which were tiled on the wall ten yards apart, lit up together throughout the darkened institute, bringing enough light—enough to last for hours.
So, what's going on upstairs? Bedivere looked upstairs. Of course, Gwen's optical camouflage smog was still spreading in the institute, blocking the view and making it impossible to see anything from a distance. Bedivere could only vaguely see something moving in the "garbage room" upstairs, but what they looked like, and how fast they were moving outwards, could only be seen when they got close.
The werewolf trembled to the top of the stairs, armed with a tungsten tortoise tongue whip. His time magic has been used up, the only thing he can rely on now is the electricity released by this whip, I just hope this really works~IndoMTL.com~ crack, crack, crack. The thing was getting closer. Bedivere could clearly hear the disgusting sound it made. The sound was like the muffled sound of pieces of rotten meat falling to the ground, and there might be some foul-smelling pus splashed.
The stuff in that [garbage room] can be said to be a mass of rotten flesh, a collection of dead or dying creatures, a bunch of monsters. But without the obstruction of the ultraviolet rays it is most afraid of, it will immediately escape from the garbage room and start killing people to increase its companions.
Crack, crack, crack. It's getting closer.
Bediver took another step forward in order to occupy a more favorable terrain. He was just where he could vaguely see the two guard corpses he had left there earlier. He saw that something lifted the two corpses, the corpses were instantly torn apart, absorbed by the thing, and fused with it!
This monster devours the living and the dead alike, merging everything with itself. It's something in between the living and the undead, and it's as dangerous as you can imagine.
The werewolf can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva—that thing is about to appear in his sight!