Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1843: The Sun Wheel (47)

Chapter 1843 Shining in the sun wheel (forty-seven)

Meanwhile(?), somewhere in Africa, in the pyramid of the first pharaoh Menes.

"Wow." As soon as he descended the stairs and entered the next level of the pyramid, Lawrence the Great immediately let out a hilarious sigh.

Bedevier didn't rant. Lawrence has such a sigh for a reason. The scene in front of them had already made sense, and even Bedivere had not expected it at all.

The room in front of them is exaggeratedly large. Originally, the walls and ceilings of this ancient tomb had runes of magic power that would emit shimmering light. Even if there was no other lighting system, it should be able to illuminate the environment very brightly. However, the huge room in front of Bedivere and the others with a floor area of ​​at least 1,000 square feet was too big to even cover the center of it with the light of the runes that spread all over the ceiling and walls, so the room was very dark.

And it seems very deep. What caused it to be so "deep" is still unclear. Bedivere only felt that there was a mist that blocked the light source from the door of the room.

"Let's take a look." Academician Zuster raised the high-brightness flashlight for lighting and searched the road in front of him.

The flashlight is bright enough, it penetrates the mist and shoots directly into the space below the room that seems to be a bottomless abyss, but it reflects sparkling waves.

There's a lake underneath this **** huge room.

Wait. An artificial lake? In the tomb of the pharaoh?

Isn't that too much of a nonsense? !

"Hmph, this is no ordinary water." Eric, the counselor who was quietly observing the situation, hummed.

Bedivere then took another look at the water in the room. Under the light of the flashlight, and under the thick soup, the black water swayed microwaves. That piece of black water seemed to be bottomless, but it was also possible that the water was originally black, and Bedivere dared not imagine what was in it.

Also, something appears to be moving beneath the surface of the water. The ripples on the water are not the result of wind and grass, but are probably caused by the strange things swimming under the water.

Is that a fish? In the tomb of the pharaoh, under the environment of never-days, the ancient fish that survived for thousands of years?

But not. A terrifying scene emerged from the water and appeared in front of Bedivere. Those are the white bones, the corpses of some ancient sea creatures that have long since died, but they are presented in front of people in the form of undead. The fossil fish exposed its spine-filled dorsal fin from the black water. Against the background of the pale light and thick fog, it was particularly terrifying.

"Is that a necromancer?" Bedivere murmured, "Or is it some kind of ugly golem?"

"It's all possible." The academician replied: "The ancient Egyptians were ahead of the world in the technology of making golems at that time. Necronomicon... Actually, there is no big difference between golems. "

"What?" Bedivere was confused.

Seeing Bedivere's ignorance, counselor Eric frowned and explained: "The so-called [necromancers] you are talking about actually inject ordered photon cores into corpses to make them move. technology. The golem directly uses a carrier loaded with the commanded photon core, puts it into some kind of manufactured body, and makes it move. The two are also puppets driven by a photon core."

"This is the first time I've heard of..." Bedivere said.

"More correctly, the technology of making the photon core is close to a kind of conjuration, not a kind of magic. Conjuration was very popular in ancient Egypt, and the ancient Egyptians were best at putting some kind of photon with the nature of command. Enclosed in the core, use the core to manipulate the golem actions." Eric continued, during which he involuntarily glanced at his brother Lawrence, although it was only a passing glance: "The Egyptians are because they know how to manipulate a large number of golems. To replace human labor, there is enough labor to build large structures like pyramids. Of course, some delicate parts - such as engraving magic runes on the walls, still need to be done manually. Golems They are too stupid to do it."

"Huh." Bedivere snorted as an answer. Long experience.

But whether it's a necromancer or a golem, the bony fish swimming in the black water in front of them is still a very dangerous thing. Apparently they had been given some sort of order by the builders of this pyramid to annihilate anyone who tried to pass through.

It is very irrational to swim through this large artificial lake with bare hands. What's more, Bedivere was originally a landlubber.

"I believe you have the equipment to cross the lake, don't you?" So Bedivere turned to ask Academician Zuster, "I'll make it clear to you first, I can't swim, and I'll drown if I touch the water. That kind of situation. And there seem to be a lot of monsters lurking in this **** black water, and I don't plan to fight them in the water."

"There is equipment for crossing the lake. Before the excavation team arrives, they will always prepare corresponding equipment for various situations." Zuster said: "I just don't know if it can withstand the attack of the monsters in the water."

Then there are several scholars behind him taking out a wonderful rucksack-like object from the storage pocket. When they were spread out on the ground and began to inflate themselves, Bedivere realized that they were all inflatable dinghies.

"Aha, do you want us to ride a balloon over there? It's interesting." Bedivere sarcastically said, "Then I can only sincerely hope that these balloons will not be punctured by those monsters' bone spurs on the way across the lake."

"This is a specially made high-toughness reinforced rubber that can't be cut with a knife." A scholar on the side muttered. However, he was obviously afraid of Bedivere and did not dare to speak loudly in front of the werewolf youth.

"Humm..." Bedivere went over and squeezed the rubber boat a few times. The rubber of the rubber boat is indeed very strong. Bedivere took out the dagger and cut it several times in a row and even stabbed it a few times. The rubber was not only flexible enough to withstand cutting and puncturing, but also deformed along with the blade, relying on the special reinforced rubber itself. The elastic deformation of the blade counteracts the force of the blade piercing.

Overall the dinghy does look solid. Whether it can resist the attack of the bone fish in the water, whether it is undead or a golem, is unknown. But since Bedivere and the others don't currently have a better way to cross the lake, he can only rely on these unreliable rubber boats.

"If you're so scared, I can cross the lake alone and send you there with a teleportation device," Eric the counselor said to Bedivere. There was no sarcasm in the tone of these words, but Bedivere, as a landlubber, always felt that Eric was mocking him.

"No. Isn't there only two teleportation devices left? Let's keep them. Maybe the traps on the lower floors will be more dangerous." Bedivere said angrily.

"If you insist." Eric stopped talking. In any case, he is the one who is the least worried among the people here. The strategist doesn't even need to rely on these rubber boats to cross the lake. The wheelchair he is sitting on is in a floating state and can be directly suspended on the water to fly over. In fact, when everyone was sitting on the rubber boat and it was difficult to move, only the floating shield released by Eric could ensure the safety of the excavation team.

The premise is, of course, that the monsters in the water didn't sink the dinghy.

Wash la la la la. The researchers dropped the dinghies, leaving them afloat on the water at the edge of the room. Going down the edge of the room is actually a bit of a step, if the scholars were not holding on to the ropes of the rubber boat, maybe the rubber boat would have floated away before they got down to ride.

Bediver also jumped cautiously and landed on the dinghy. In fact, this thing is not as bad as the werewolf youth imagined. The part of it that touches the water surface is almost non-inflatable, and there is only a bucket-shaped guardrail around it after being inflated.

This type of rubber boat is specially designed for wild rapids expeditions. The bottom of the rubber boat is heavily thickened by reinforced rubber. The thick and hard bottom of the rubber boat can even make people stand on it stably without shaking at all. This design not only makes the rubber boat itself more stable during sailing, but also prevents any possible sharp rocks from under the water from scratching the inflated part of the rubber boat and causing air leakage.

"It's not as bad as I thought." Big Lawrence also jumped onto the rubber boat and landed next to Bedivere. The guy even deliberately shook the rubber boat as a prank, as if to frighten Bedivere, who was already nervous.

"Don't make trouble." The werewolf youth then gave Big Lawrence a stern look.

"Pfft." Big Lawrence then sat down and sat cross-legged, but still had a smirk on his face, and Bedivere had the heart to kill him.

The werewolf youth grabbed the handrail on the edge of the rubber boat ~IndoMTL.com~ while unfolding the electromagnetic protective ring of the tungsten turtle tongue whip. Although he is not sure whether the electromagnetic protection ring can defend against attacks from under the water, but he has no other means of defense for the time being, and deploying the protection ring is better than nothing.

"Then, let's go out." Eric, the counselor who was floating on the water in a floating wheelchair, glanced at Bedivere and Big Lawrence, and a very subtle look passed on his face, but it was fleeting. The floating shield he released has long since turned into a large-scale shield battle, patrolling the vicinity of the three rubber boats, but this shield can only defend against attacks from the side, from the bottom of the water, especially from the bottom of the boat. Attack, it is estimated that there is no way to defend.

"I hope those bone fish won't sink the boat." Academician Zuster also said, sitting next to Bedivere, as if he thought Bedivere could provide him with a certain limit of protection.

Rumble rumble rumble. With the rotation of the propeller driven by the small motor, under a very small noise, the three rubber boats moved slowly towards the other side of the lake, about a hundred yards away. Scholars believe that this degree and noise can avoid as much as possible the stimulation of those underwater, but Bedivere is not optimistic.

The werewolf youth seemed to be able to sense that something was peeping at them in the thick fog and ominous black water.