Light Spirit Epic Chapter 566: Fighting in the Dark Abyss (9)
Chapter 566: Fierce Fight in the Dark Abyss (9)
The next morning.
"You're all up, how long do you want to sleep?" A voice woke everyone up.
Beddieville (Albert) got up and rubbed his eyes, the dragon man golem Boles was calling outside the tent, and a bright campfire was lit outside, instead of the sun that should have come out, making everyone wake up.
"There are no creatures in the mirror world, we can rest in peace---" Evan complained as soon as he got up.
"You've slept for six hours, and you've had enough rest." Boles served as a guard while everyone slept, although it wasn't necessary, and the sleepless golem insisted on doing so.
"He definitely did it on purpose." Tristan got up sleepily, "I can't sleep myself, do I need someone else to accompany him to insomnia?
------Right, bunny? "
Ryder didn't answer, pretending to be asleep. He hadn't slept well last night (he was pinched by Tristan, it's uncomfortable just lying down, let alone sleeping.), and now he's in a trance.
"Let's go. There's still a long way to go." Merlin stood up and raised his hand, instantly sucking the tent away and putting it in his magic hat.
"Actually, I really wish I had some means of transportation. It's not the way to go on like this." Evan looked at Merlin with expectant eyes.
The Archmage frowned: "Young people are so spoiled now that they don't even want to walk a few steps. What's the matter, do you expect me to carry a spaceship with me?"
"Actually..." Tristan whispered in Merlin's ear.
Merlin thought for a while: "Well, that's possible. But what should be used for propulsion?"
"You are the great archmage, and there will always be a way," Tristan promised.
Merlin scratched his head and was overwhelmed by the rhetoric of the murloc prince, "Okay... I do have something similar to a power source, although I don't really want to use it------"
"A generous person like you will definitely not be stingy with that little magic weapon. Take it out for everyone to see." Tristan flattered, and was busy casting spells to shape a means of transportation.
His idea was simple: make a sleigh big enough for everyone. The sled was ready in less than a minute, and was twenty feet long enough for everyone present to sit on it.
Its base is so smooth that it slides almost frictionlessly all the way across the great plains of Romany.
The only problem is propulsion.
Everyone turned their attention to Merlin, and the archmage saw that it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to sigh: "Okay, I'll take it out. But you have to promise us first, no matter what you see, don't say it, understand. ?"
The crowd nodded.
Merlin unhurriedly reached into his magic hat. His hand passed through the entrance of the space, reached into the subspace where the props were stored in the hat, and took out a small prop from it.
"It's... a box?" Evan couldn't help but say. What can a small box do?
Merlin ignored Evan and walked over to install the box on the back of the sled.
The box begins to deform, unzip. It stretched out four robotic arms, firmly embedded in the tail of the sled, and turned on its thrusters: an oddly shaped photon-blast engine.
"Wow." Bedivere (Albert) couldn't help but keep silent.
It is impossible to fit such a large engine in a small box. It must have used the technology of subspace inside it. I am afraid that the space has been folded several times, so that these large mechanical parts are stored one by one, and finally shrunk into that small box.
Tristan couldn't help but ask: "What era of technology is this? Is it an artifact left by the ancients?"
Modern people's application of subspace is still in a very rough stage. At most, a subspace is created and stuffed into it, and it is used as a warehouse.
The use of warp technology so ingeniously is definitely not what modern people do.
Merlin smiled mysteriously: "I said, no matter what you see, don't say it."
That's not an ancient artifact, but a gadget created by Merlin using his knowledge.
The knowledge and technology possessed by the light spirit Merlin originally originated from the ancient gods. The science and technology he possessed at the beginning is still with him, buried deep in his "memory bank".
Of course, these things cannot be known to the people of this world, otherwise Merlin's secret as a light spirit will be exposed.
He pretended to agree with Tristan, making everyone think the box was an ancient artifact excavated from an ancient ruin.
"With the propeller, where is the power source?" Ivan asked, "Does it consume kerosene, gasoline, or ------"
"It doesn't consume fuel. It's in perpetual motion." Merlin replied lightly, "I won't explain the principle."
A perpetual motion machine!
"Come up!" Merlin had jumped on the sleigh, "Enough wasted time, it's time to go."
"Wait." Tristan pondered, "We're moving in this mirror world, and Elaine can't sense what's going on in the outside world. What if we go too fast and go overboard?"
"I just need to point out the direction of the white bear." Ivan also jumped on the sleigh, "As we walk in that direction, we will definitely encounter a large research facility. Even if it is buried deep in the ground, I can still see it. It's not the same. I won't go too far, don't worry."
"Okay." Tristan thought that made sense, and went on a sleigh with everyone.
"So ~IndoMTL.com~ Merlin sat next to the thruster and fiddled with the thing's dashboard a few times, "Let's go. "
Rumble Rumble Rumble Rumble!
The thrusters start running, roaring low. Ivan wondered where he had heard this sound. By the way, the sound of this propeller is very similar to Arthur's dragon ride, and the engine structure is estimated to be of the same origin.
Touch! Just as Ivan was distracted, the monster-like engine was fully warmed up and spewed out amazing photon flames. It delivers terrifying acceleration, propelling the sled hundreds of yards in a split second!
"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah slow!!!!"
"You---say---what---what?!"
"Slow---stop---!!" Tristan and Evan shouted in unison: "The sled is about to disintegrate!" "We're about to freeze to death!"
"So today's young people——" Merlin pressed the speed control device on the panel.
Immediately, the thrusters roared harder, shooting out more powerful flames, pushing the sled forward at a rapid rate.
"Are you sure this is slowing down?" Evan exclaimed.
"Hey, I pressed the wrong button. Sorry, ahhahahahaha." Merlin laughed irresponsibly.
"Wow ah ah ah ah ah!" With the screams of the group, the sleigh turned into a silver shadow and flew away in the wilderness of the mirror world.
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