Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1629: Transformation to the ultimate battle (34)

Chapter 1629 The transformation to the ultimate battle (thirty-four)

The flames, burning all the time, warmed the otherwise bone-chilling corridor as warm as a stove.

Because the flame turpentine powder brought by Bedivere relies on the release of magic power to generate heat. This heat energy is more stable and continuous than ordinary firewood, and it will not burn the fire because of too much firewood. Exuberant uncontrollably, and won't let the flame flicker and go out due to too little firewood. The turpentine was piled up on the pits on the ground, and formed into lumps because of its own "burning". It was already a stable heat source, and it was impossible to be scattered by a little bit of wind and grass.

The fire continued to burn and spread its heat, melting the frost from the falling rocks in a large area around it. The three mercenaries were still digging under the supervision of Bedivere, and they began to sweat profusely. Bedivere also wanted to participate in this excavation, but unfortunately there were not many suitable tools in his hands——the tools brought by the mercenaries were used by them for excavation- ----- So the werewolf youth had no choice but to pretend to be the boss and just ignore it. However, he also paid for someone to help him, so being lazy like this was just in line with his status as the boss, otherwise the cost of more than 32,000 Egyptian coins per person would not be worth it.

"Um..." After digging non-stop for nearly an hour, one of the mercenaries was so tired that he was panting. He slowed down a little and wiped off the sweat, while he muttered: " To be honest, I thought there would be some thrilling and exciting things to happen this time.

"Huh, it's like you've robbed a lot of ancient tombs." Bedivere hummed aside. He doesn't mind that the mercenaries take a break from time to time to take a break, after all, everyone gets tired.

"It's true that I stole a lot." Lawrence, who was mainly digging with a shovel on the other side, was also sweating profusely. He couldn't help but stop to wipe his sweat, and even took off his shirt: "I have I have been entrusted to steal at least three ancient tombs. Of course, I cannot tell you the details of the client and the ancient tombs. And one of them is the tomb of a certain pharaoh. of expeditions went in, and only seven returned."

Is there really so many ancient tombs in Egypt? Bedivere couldn't help but wonder. But what surprised Bedivere even more was that this guy, Lawrence, was unexpectedly lucky, running around in such a dangerous ancient tomb, and he was able to save his life time and time again.

No, maybe this guy's reaction is better than ordinary people, so he saved his life. The situation was the same yesterday. At that time, he was sneak attacked by the [polymer] with tentacles from the dark. If a normal person would have been pierced through the heart by the tentacles, he would have died, but Lawrence escaped the most fatal blow and survived. And Bedivere just happened to be in a good mood to let Lawrence go, and this guy also escaped from the underground glass pyramid, without the collateral damage when the monster got out of control and attacked the entire research institute.

This guy is a survivor. In every sense. It's not just luck, this person's own reaction and ability to survive are better than others. The combination of these conditions has led to Lawrence's survival from various dangerous places time and time again.

Call------

While thinking like this, a cold wind suddenly blew in outside. Because more falling rocks were dug away, the stone crevice leading to the blood source outside became larger, so the cold air outside also invaded and wanted to compete with the heat of the flame here. .

"Wow ah ah ------" Lawrence was sweating profusely and took off his shirt just now, and was shivering from the cold as soon as the cold wind blew. He picked up his clothes from the ground with a little remorse, put them on, and sneezed.

"Idiot." Bedivere hummed.

"Okay, I'm an idiot." Lawrence admitted honestly, rubbing his nose with his already dirty hands, intending to remove the snot from his nose, but he didn't expect the dirty mud on his hands to stick. Going up, the area near his nasolabial fold appeared black, like a ridiculous beard. Bedivere snorted, but restrained himself from laughing.

"Uh uh..." Because the stone was removed a lot, the pressure on Solar was also reduced by half. The magic swordsman, who was still in a coma, hummed a few words at this time and regained consciousness. a little.

"Solar!" Bedivere leaned over to look at the magic swordsman: "Isn't dead yet? Can you hear my voice?"

"Uh uh uh..." It didn't work, Solar could only let out a very vague hum. I don't know if he was seriously injured or collapsed due to exhaustion. It may even be because he was lying here and suffered from the cold all night.

"Oh, it's probably hopeless that I've become like that." Lawrence, who was beside him, was still digging for falling rocks, but he had more time to speak sarcastically.

"His vitality is stronger than that of ordinary people, so he won't die so easily." Bedivere said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Okay, you don't need to dig there, come and focus on the falling rock beside Solar. Clean it up to get him out."

But one of the mercenaries objected: "This is not good, if you only dig one side and don't dig from the top down, the unstable structure will lead to secondary collapse! At that time, not only him, but even us They are all likely to be buried in falling rocks!"

"Is that so?" A drop of cold sweat appeared on Bedivere's forehead: "...Okay. Since you think you are good at this, then dig at your own pace."

After all, this group of mercenaries, including Lawrence, should have dug quite a few ancient tombs. Given that Bedivere's knowledge of excavation is basically zero, I believe these "experts" are right.

"Hold on a little longer, Solar." Bedivere then took off his shirt and put it on the magic swordsman: "I'll save you from here right away."

"Uh uh uh uh..." Of course, only the magic swordsman Solar murmured vaguely in response to Bedivere.

However...

"Babe..."

"What...?" Bedivere thought he had heard it wrong, so he froze for a moment. This was originally just a whispered exclamation, but when it emerged from Bedivere's throat, it changed its flavor and turned into a question.

"Bebedilov..." So, the magic swordsman Solal "answered" again, although it was an unconscious answer: "I'm sorry... always... I'm sorry. ……"

But it is precisely because of this unconscious answer that it is the most shocking. Bedivere was stunned, holding his breath, his eyes widened, trying to use logic to analyze everything that happened in front of him.

But, no way!

No way!

How is that possible? !

Bedivere's real name is known only to a few people in the world, and they should all be dead!

So, how and where did Solare learn about Bedivere's real name? !

And to say "sorry" to Bedivere like this, there will be no more than two people in Bedivere's memory!

No way, Solar is actually ------------!

No, how could such a coincidence be possible!

However, if this is really Karma's guidance, it all makes sense! The person who had died was reborn again, and in the same era, in the same world, as if there was indeed a guide of fate, once again, appeared in front of Bedivere!

(He's back! He's back!)

(To meet me again?)

"Uh, boss?" Seeing Bedivere so excited, Lawrence came over and shook the werewolf youth: "Are you okay?"

"Very...very good!" The bewildered Bedivere forced his composure in front of his subordinates, and recovered from the stunned state.

Although his conjectures are astonishing, of course they are all just Bedivere's own wild thoughts and have no basis in fact. Maybe it's just that people have the same name. Solar just happened to know another person named Bebedilov, and he just happened to think of this person in this trance! Compared with the wild thoughts of Bedivere, this statement is obviously more reasonable!

"Well, boss?" Lawrence called again.

"I said I'm fine, don't worry, keep working."

"No, boss, I mean this—" Lawrence then pointed to the depths of the crevice, signaling for Bedivere to take a look.

Bedivere reluctantly turned his head to check. This sight frightened him.

On the other side of the gradually excavated passage, a colder white frost seeped in. The hole opened by the landslide is enough for a normal person's arm to drill through ~IndoMTL.com~ so Bedivere can clearly see the situation on the other side of the landslide from this hole.

But it's [visible] that makes it scary.

Because, Bedivere can clearly see who is on the other side of the landslide!

No, it should be said, there is a huge face!

The icy blue skin on that face is full of wrinkles, and occasionally a lot of icy **** sticks together. It can be seen that the huge creature has suffered from wind and frost, and those tiny wounds have been handed down since ancient times. Yes, even older than most of the ancient kingdoms of the world!

The creature's eyes are even more peculiar. The sclera is black, and only the center of the eye glows icy blue. Those icy eyes are literally as cold as they are meant to be!

Bediver gasped in breath. In addition to the cold he felt physically, his spirit was also dominated by a deep cold!

------The guy who has been secretly watching all their actions there is the Jotun giant who attacked Bedivere and Solar before! !