Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2960: Thirty-Five Mornings That Never Return

"Uh!" Bediville was surprised, covering his wolf ears. The wound on the ear is still not deep, probably at the level of being cut by a very blunt knife. But Bediville's protective circle is so powerful that it was attacked by sneak sneaks. This has to be said to be scary!

The electromagnetic force protection ring formed by the tungsten tortoise whip can reasonably sense all attacks around and automatically defend. Any danger near Bediville will be ejected by the whip. But the inexplicable blow just now not only hit Bedieville, the whip in his hand did not respond to it, it seemed as if he could not detect its danger! This kind of thing has never happened, after all, the electromagnetic protection ring can even block the bullets before!

"Damn it!" The werewolf youth knew that if he continued to stand still, he would only continue to be beaten. He then changed his strategy and used the slides made of Mithril fluid to move at high speed!

But in this dense fog, he moved quickly and became the target of the phantom in the fog! They attacked with open teeth and claws, and before they attacked, Bedieville had been slashed a lot, and there was a very shallow but real blood on his body!

The situation is terrible. Although the damage received is not great, but the accumulation of injuries will also cause death. The next companion will take at least ten minutes to reach, and even if the support arrives, I am afraid to take this thick fog monster helplessly, and can only be beaten in vain!

You must think of ways to reverse this contrarian ...

"Mr. Bedieville, over there!" Othello fled while hiding, pointing away. He found a hole where he could hide in the gray stone-like ground and the gradually spread thick fog. It seems that this guy has amazing eyesight.

"Can you keep up with me?" Bediville asked, quickly sliding to Othello while using the Mithril fluid slide.

"What? This ---"

Othello hadn't finished talking yet. Bediville had wrapped the tiger's waist with a tungsten tongue whip, and led him to the Mithril fluid slide. Then he dragged Othello with a whip, and continued to glide forward like a kite, quickly approaching the well hidden hole! During this process, dozens of small wounds appeared on the two of them, and they still don't even know what cut them!

The hole hidden between the limestones is not big, but enough for four people to walk through at the same time. Without thinking about it, Bedieville jumped in with Othello. When he jumped in, he turned his head and sealed the hole with the Mithril fluid, blocking the enemies outside!

"Huh." The werewolf youth pinched a sweat: "In short, it is temporarily safe."

"Look!" With the ice-blue glow from the weapon in Bediville's hand, Othello pointed to the distance: "This cave has a way to go deeper."

The road is much narrower than the entrance of the cave, probably barely enough for two people to pass side by side. The deep, slightly oblique path leads all the way to the endless distance, and I can't see how deep it is.

"Shashasha ... Badiville, Shashasha ... Are you all right?" There was communication from King Arthur in the communicator. There was more noise than before, and the signal in the cave was very bad ( Probably because Bediville blocked the hole with Mithril fluid).

"Be careful!" Bettyville reminded: "The fog is on the platform. Some strange monsters in the fog attacked us, and the attack could not be defended. It was hit for no reason!"

"Attack, rustle ... can't defend?"

"In short, weird." The werewolf youth tried to describe the battle just now, even though he himself did not see it clearly: "It feels like, the illusions in the fog are just illusions, and their attacks are not consistent with the actual damage caused. I think it seems It was the illusions that attacked us as they did, but in reality the illusions had no attack power. Instead, there was something invisible in the fog that hurt us. The defense was useless, and my whip ’s automatic defense ring was against those. The attack did not respond. "

"Really. Sally Sally ... How are you injured?"

"It's okay, it's just a skin trauma. The enemy's attack power is very low. But it can't be careless." Bediville said: "Othello and I found a cave where we can hide. Now we are planning to explore the cave deep. Maybe this At the end of the cave are those who have been kidnapped. I will leave a sign at the entrance of the cave. Let the reinforcements bounce along the glowing signal. "

"Understood. Shashasha ... Be careful." The Knight King cut off the communication.

"Let's go." Othello said.

"This is for you." Bediville gave Othello the lunar steel scimitar that had been burned with flame resin.

"This ... is it really good?"

"It's just for you to temporarily illuminate." Bediville also gave the tiger man a bag of flame rosin: "The characteristics of the weapon can maintain the magic of the rosin. The magic can hardly be lost without hitting the enemy. The flame can be Keep burning. If you hit the enemy ... probably hit it about seven or eight times, you will use the magic of pine resin and need to reapply the rosin. The amount of rosin here is enough to apply three or four times, but still save Click to use. "

"Understood." Othello picked up the burning Blackmoon Steel Scimitar and put his original accessories into the sheath.

There is a reason for Bediville to do this, because the cave is very dark, and the [World Tree Shell] on his hand is almost the only light source (the dim golden light from the tungsten tongue whip is not enough for lighting, unless Bediville Apply turpentine to the end of the whip).

He was afraid that something else might happen. When he and Othello were separated, Othello would be alone in this dark cave. But when Othello pressed a button on his armor, and two small holes in his armor lit the searchlight, Bediville frowned.

"......what?"

"No, it doesn't matter, don't care." Bediville hummed: "In this dark cave, a little more lighting is always good."

auzw.com "Shall I return this weapon to you ..."

"No, I can't take so many weapons now." The werewolf youth shrugged.

He and Othello began to go deep into the cave, and he also recovered the Mithril fluid that blocked the hole. The mist outside did not invade, and those monsters like fog did not chase into the cave.

"It seems to have subsided. For the time being." Said the werewolf youth.

"Or this is the real trap, they deliberately lead us into the cave." Othello smiled bitterly.

"No matter how bad the trap is, it's better than getting a knife outside." Bediville felt his ear, and the small cut still hurt. He does not have the strong self-healing ability of Elaine. Although the small wound of this size has stopped bleeding, it will take some time to heal completely. Accumulating injuries is not a good thing. God knows what kind of opponents they will meet next?

The terrain of the cave is also very worrying. In this narrow terrain, it is troubled by being hit back and forth by the enemy. Although Bediville can block a side road with Mithril fluid, but ...

"Oh, this is actually the structure." When Bediville was still worried, they had already passed through the narrow cave corridor and entered a slightly wider cave-although it is not much wider here. It's about the same as a room with a table for 20 people.

"Always feel ... has a sour taste?" Bediville's puppy had a very sensitive nose, and immediately noticed the abnormality.

"Acid? Sulfuric acid or nitric acid?"

"No, in short it's sour ..." Bediville replied ambiguously, and he couldn't figure out the situation himself.

A drop of liquid fell from the ceiling of the cave and fell on Bedyville's shoulders, sizzling! The sound of it!

"What --- !?" The startled Bediville planned to look up.

"Don't look up!" The tiger man exclaimed and stopped Bediville. Fortunately, with Othello's reminder, another acid dripped from the ceiling, which fell on Bediville's forehead. If the werewolf youth just looked up, the acid would drip into his eyes, maybe it would cause blindness!

"Wow! This ghost place is a sour pool!" Bediville was surprised and backed out into the hallway. More acid has fallen like raindrops.

"It turned out to be a trap." Othello also retreated into the hallway, squeezing beside Bediville. The acid that dripped on them was not very corrosive, but it caused tingling in the wounds on them. Maybe the acid is toxic too!

"Who the **** is that, it's a little clever ..." Othello angered, taking some medicine from his pocket and taking it.

"That is?"

"Allied antidote is provided by people. I don't know if it has any practical effect, but it is better to take a precaution than to not take it." Othello handed another tablet to Bediville.

The werewolf youth also took the drug. The pills have no taste, and he swallowed the drugs in one go.

There was more and more acid dripping in the cave in front. It was not so powerful before. It is estimated that after the two of them broke into the cave and stimulated the automatic defense mechanism here, it began to drip acid like rain.

Although it is said that they had expected all kinds of strange things in the abyss that could not be expected with common sense, but caves with acid rain? This is weird. Bediville had a very bad feeling, as if they were in the belly of some kind of monster, or maybe ... in the stomach.

When they will become monster dishes is unknown.

"It's terrible." When they reached the point of going back and forth, they continued to move forward, and they had to bathe in the acid rain. God knows if there will be any strange poison. However, returning is not the way.

"I'll deal with it." The werewolf youth then manipulated the Mithril fluid, on the one hand threw the Mithril flow channel slightly above the ground on the ground, and on the other hand also laid a Mithril dome to protect them from acid rain , Blocked the acid rain from the ceiling of the cave.

"Mithril is really omnipotent." Othello exclaimed.

"Just use fluids to shape various convenient shapes, no big deal." Bediville smiled, actually a little smug in his heart.

"Will Mithril be corroded and deteriorated by that acid? I heard that it is an unstable metal substance."

"It may not be the same as the Mithril you know." Bediville replied, because the explanation was complicated, he did not intend to elaborate to Othello.

And the Mithril fluid made of hydrotalcite does have super corrosion resistance. The acid that fell on Bediville just made a sizzling sound, but now the acid falls on the dome made of fluid, but only emits The faint sound of dingdong was bounced off by the fluid dome, but failed to erode the Mithril fluid.

"Go. There is no time to waste." Bediville boldly took a step forward and stepped on the Mithril flow path.

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