Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2262

Ten minutes later, the transfer room of the Dawning.

"The transmitter terminal needs to be connected to the 330v, 15A power supply that meets the industrial power standard. Please make sure that there is enough power available on your side." Vivian's a pocket with a large number of components is stuffed into the shell. In Devil's hand, the pocket looks light and the subspace in fact is actually filled with heavy equipment.

"If you can't meet this standard, the additional solar power generation equipment should be able to come in handy." Saifeier also said: "But it turned out that only the portal can be used during the day, and it can't be used at night."

"That's not a problem. In the end, let's take the equipment and set it up." Biddiville replied: "After establishing the portal, it is much simpler to carry the equipment there."

"Handling equipment... The main result of the move is the Sally's seedlings." Vivian said: "I hope that the child's temporary will not cause you too much trouble. ""

It’s like what parents should say. A sweat dripped from the forehead of Bedieville.

"In order to protect the safety of the inhabitants there, some guards need to be arranged," Biddiville said.

"I will prepare some magic images for them." Vivienne said.

"...Is there anything other than the Golem?" The Werewolf youth asked uneasily: "After all, the Golem is not absolutely controlled. If someone happens to crack their system, let them reverse Come and attack people, the guys who have no fighting power on the side of the city of the dead may not be able to stand up."

"But you can't add people to it now?" Vivienne said sharply: "The hiring of guards means the secret of the city of the dead. Unless the guards you hire are all 100% believers. And even You believe them, the guards have to guard for a long time in that desert, and few people are willing?"

Vivian said that it makes sense, because it is too reasonable, so it is a headache.

"You can send people to train the artificial people over there and give them weapons so that they can at least protect themselves." Saifei interjected: "I don't know the man-made learning ability. After all, they are not orc. But wielding weapons. Protect yourself, it shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

No, it is actually very difficult. Bedyville thought, just don't poke.

It is inherently difficult to learn to fight a person who has never received combat training. The orcs born to fight have a strong fighting talent, and may not be aware of this. But there are human beings in the city of the dead, or artificial people who use humans as a template, and the orcs have an absolute racial gap.

Bediville used to listen to Arthur. They said that the children of the Great Britain knights often began to receive combat training when they were five or six years old. Generally, they learned that they were in the early ten years before they were able to apply what they learned in actual combat. The children's Bediville was just a small servant of Arthur. After learning about a month of swordsmanship, he could immediately apply what he learned in actual combat. Even in the orcs, the werewolf Beddyville is not the kind of genius, the combat savvy is very high, at best it is only moderate. It can be seen that the racial gap between humans and orcs is not a star or a half.

It is necessary to teach the group of people who do not understand the battle from scratch to learn to take the sword and protect themselves. It is not something that can be achieved within a year and a half.

Vivian should also know this, but she did not debunk her stupid son, but said the topic: "Is it not intended to breed a large number of pseudo-dragons in the newly planted konjac forest? Although the dragons are like that, they have a strong sense of protecting the territory. If they can get along with the group of artificial people, the pseudo-dragons are their strong bodyguards."

"Really?" Bettiville remembered the little lizard "flashing silver" that often stuck to the Leopard youth SGL. The guy looks extraordinarily docile and cute, and can't see how much combat power it has.

Vivian also said: "Or you can raise some Warcraft with high compatibility with the pseudo-dragon, let Warcraft protect them. I recommend the Griffin. The Knights of the Northern Knights of Great Britain like the Griffin. I have raised a lot."

It seems that this is true. Bedieville blinked. The current head of the Northern Knights, the Knight of Heaven, Dickens, is the father-in-law of Arthur, and his mount is a handsome platinum lion. In the past [Five Kings Battle], this gryphon's [absolute defense] ability also made Arthur's headache a headache. The Queen of Greenville's mount seems to be a pink gryphon, and is blood-related to the Platinum Lion of the Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens. It belongs to the highest species of the Griffin and has a high degree of wisdom and can speak human words.

Not to mention the kind of senior gryphon, just use the ordinary gryphon. Let the lions who are good at defending the bases protect the city of the dead? ------ It is a wonderful proposal.

"But the place where the Griffin lived has been a well-protected secret from a long time ago..." Biddyville whispered: "That is, must you ask the people of the Northern Knights?" ?"

"You know so much." Vivian suddenly smiled. I didn't expect her to mention that the Griffin was testing the werewolf youth.

Bedyville grinned.

"Given your relationship with Arthur, I believe that even if you ask the people of the Northern Knights, they will not refuse you." Vivian smiled mischievously: "Be bold to find out how?"

"Okay." The Werewolf youth sighed and felt a little bit falling into the woman's trap: "After I sent the equipment to the city of the deceased, I went to the Knights of the Northern Heavens to find out." "

He jumped on the iron ride and was ready to travel.

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"The transmission beam is ready. Calculate the transmission trajectory. The transmission quality is estimated. The system is checked and there are no abnormalities. ------3, 2, 1, launch."

Along with Eve's report, a golden light wrapped Biddeville and his iron ride, and he was launched in an instant. The iron rider wrapped in the transmitted light beam, even if it is not flying by itself, draws a golden arc in the air at a very high speed, pointing to the center of the Sahara Desert.

Waiting for the beam to send him to a place that can't be further away, Bediville started the engine of the iron ride and accelerated. Surrounded by vast deserts, no storms, good vision. Bedyville looked around and determined that no one had followed, and then let the iron ride in the direction of the city of the dead.

Transmitting the beam can save at least half the distance for Bediville, and it's much safer than simply flying with the iron ride. Of course, this time he used to set up a portal in the city of the dead. After setting up the portal, Bediville and others can freely enter and exit between the City of the Dead and the Dawning, and pass the materials a little bit. This is definitely more convenient than driving the iron ride back and forth between the two places.

The result arrived in less than half an hour. Bediville didn't even have time to fight.

"Come." Bediville parked the iron ride for a good time, and came over to meet him.

"Is the situation of other people still okay?" Biddiville jumped off the iron ride and asked casually.

"Look at it yourself." Cattelan pointed to the crowd in the distance.

The situation is not good. The twelve man-made people who were driven out of the Brotherhood were sitting on the ground lazily, a gloomy and decadent look, and the name of the city of the deceased was too much, but unfortunately not with the overly bright environment here.

"Are you all stupid? Why sit under the sun. At least find a cool place to rest." Bettiville couldn't help but say.

"Bathing the sun, at least you can run away the unlucky smell of the body, hahahaha..." Schlind laughed at himself with a mockery.

"It seems that you still need to give them a lot of psychological counseling." Bettiville turned to Cattelan. Decadence is ruined, but these man-made people have yet to show signs of suicide, but it is okay.

Cattlean knew that he was an artificial person, and perhaps he would not have this feeling of despair. But for the other twelve people, all the efforts of the first half of their lives, all of their own beliefs, collapsed at the moment when they were discovered to be artificial people. It was indeed a huge despair. These unlucky people are still alive in front of Bediville, and it is a miracle to not find death.

"All in all, let's set up the portal first." Biddyville took out the pocket and took out the instructions.

The instructions written by Vivian are extremely detailed, with every step of installing the conveyor, and even an extra note for each step of the operation - it is as if it is teaching the child. Or is it that Bedyville is really treated as a child by Vivienne? It's always a bit uncomfortable. Although the werewolf youth did not receive much formal education, the level of education is not high, but can't you look down on him like this?

Bedyville looked at the instructions with a sneak peek, and also looked around for a place to place the portal. The requirement is not high, it is close enough to the plantation, it is convenient to carry the materials, and it can receive sunshine from the outside all day to facilitate the operation of the solar power generation device. The ruins that Carteran said seemed to be far from the plantation. Even if there was a power generating device in the ruins, it was not suitable to set the portal there.

"It's not bad here." Bediville found an open space. It is clean and fresh away from the water source, and the equipment is not easily damaged by moisture; there is a huge crystal on it, reflecting the sunlight pouring down from the upper part of the city of the dead, which is suitable for solar power generation.

He took out the various parts from the pocket of the object and began assembling. Then he paused again and said to Cattelan: "The manual is here, there are very detailed assembly steps. Do you have the means to assemble the portal according to the instructions? There are also solar power components."

"It shouldn't be a big problem." Cattelan took the instruction and glanced at it: "Well, it's very detailed. It's a bit overwhelming. The person who wrote this manual is a primary school teacher? Is it really a child?"

"Ha ha ha --" Bettiville lost the laughter, if Vivian heard the words of Catalan, it is estimated that he will kill him.

"This is handed over to you. Where is the relic that you said? I used to look at it." The werewolf youth said: "If you are successful, you can make sure that the relics are guaranteed. You can drink hot drinks and wash this evening. Take a hot bath."

"Please don't confuse us with the tramp..." Cattlean also smiled bitterly and said to others: "Yeah, boys, it’s better to help with depression than to sit there." Help me with this old man, assemble the conveyor. And Captain Bédiville is going to explore the ruins. Who wants to go with them?"

"I might as well explore the ruins alone..." Biddiville said that he even felt that these man-made people without combat power were a burden.

"No, it's too dangerous for you to explore in an unknown environment. You need to take care of it, at least find someone to help you with the lights." Cattelan insisted that he seemed to know something.

He may have explored the ruins roughly and felt that something was wrong inside the ruins.

"Good." The Werewolf youth is not good at rejecting. They can only nod and answer: "But I can't guarantee the safety of the accompanying person. What happens, the followers should take care of themselves. If you can't do it, don't follow."

"Of course." Cattelan asked: "Who is going with Captain Bradyville?"

"I will go with him." Slyde, a gloomy face, replied indifferently.