Chapter 1355: Trapped in the martyrdom (27)

Chapter 1355 is trapped in the ramp 27
Needless to ask, this portal is opened by another staff member responsible for the response.
There was some burning sensation coming from the other end of the door, spread through a layer of magic protective film on the portal, and spread in the transfer chamber. Is this heat caused by the temperature in the desert? Bedieville approached the door and watched it float like a distorted mirror, wondering what was going on at the other end of the door.
"What are you waiting for? Keep up." Ivan and Tristan walked into the portal together and didn't return, only to rush.
"What about the Duke of Gewen?" Betdiville remembered that he seemed to be missing a person and could not help but ask. He still remembers that the round table knight Ge Wen had asked the King Arthur to use the power of the Holy Spirit to shell the desert boat. But where did Gewen go now?
However, no one is taking care of Bedieville. Tristan and Ivan have crossed the portal, and the disco knight Cador, who is present, looks at the werewolf youth like a fool. Bedyville couldn't help but feel uninterested and sneaked into the portal.
When he just crossed the portal, he knew how stupid he was in his previous question.
The scene has already summoned the state of the Holy Spirit. A huge pothole appeared in the center of the desert. The hot air waves slowly rise with the wind and twist the surrounding air.
This huge pothole is a hundred feet deep and has a radius of 30 yards. Needless to say, it is the masterpiece of the round table knight Ge Wen. In the case that King Arthur had a life first, Ge Wen had moved to use the power of the Holy Spirit, but still caused such tremendous destruction. God knows that the Duke of Gewen will be destroyed in the situation of summoning the Holy Spirit.
Bedieville regretted that he was late and missed the opportunity to watch the Duke of Gwen's call for the Holy Spirit. But perhaps he was not allowed to see it, so when Ge Wen used the Holy Spirit, no one called him.
Whether it is, you can't see it. Bedyville unwillingly grinned and approached the edge of the pothole. From here, I can see the entrance of the desert boat at the bottom of the pothole. At present, several magicians are casting a protective cover that is faintly visible to the surface, so as to expand the gap of the protective cover so that people can get in. . The big crack in the protective cover, needless to say, was caused by the call of the Holy Spirit controlled by Ge Wen.
It seems that there is still a little preparation time before the attack into the sand boat. No wonder the two guys, Tristan and Evan, will be so leisurely.
"Mr. Bedieville." Seeing the two young people arrive at the scene, the round table knight Ge Wen came over and said, "I am very happy to see you again."
The Knights of the Round Table reached out to the Werewolf Youth to shake hands, and Bedieville could not help but be flattered. He and Ge Wen shook his hand and shyly said: "Call, call me Bediville, and Gewen."
"Yes, if you can call me Ge Wen directly." The Duke does not seem to be the kind of person who loves to be on the shelf. He is quite easygoing.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Ge Wen."
The unshaven middle-aged man rushed to the werewolf with a smile, as if he was playing with a werewolf: "Beddyville [Mr.], I have to talk to you before the battle begins."
"Talk, chat?"
"In the case of His Majesty King Arthur, you seem to be a very important friend of hiss." Ge Wen continued, "I can clearly know this by looking at it."
Bedyville does not speak.
Ge Wen shrugged and continued: "King Arthur is a ah, a person who will never be close to outsiders. Apart from a few close relatives, whether it is an important subordinate or a former friend, he has always maintained that kind of A cold-hearted attitude. As a king, he is both reserved and dedicated, always maintaining the majesty of the king. However, you, Mr. Bedieville, dare to call the name of King Arthur, and your attitude towards you. Also exceptionally intimate"
"What do you want to say, Mr. Ge Wen?" The werewolf youth was a little impatient.
"I want to tell you," the Duke of Gewen smiled mysteriously. "Since His Majesty King Arthur trusts you so much, I will trust you equally, Mr. Bediwell. Since you have won the trust of His Majesty King Arthur, The interior of the ship is well understood, and this battle should be directed by you."
"You want to hand over the command to me?!" The werewolf youth was really shocked this time. In addition to the tribes such as Tristan and others, the round-table knight Ge Wen is probably the person with the highest position. He did not conduct his own command, but instead wanted a young werewolf to command the battle. I really don't know what the big man was thinking!
"Are you sure?" Biddiwei solemnly asked: "Is it bad for me to lead the team to extinction?"
"About your commanding ability, I have confirmed to Prince Tristan and Prince Ivan in advance. Under their great recommendation, I personally think that your command ability is no problem."
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"Wait, what? The two big men in the two homes are highly recommending me? How is it possible!"
As soon as he mentioned Tristan and Evan, Bedieville was full of fire. Although Evan is somewhat old-fashioned and somewhat biased against Biddeville, it is generally good, at least not deliberately blaming Bediville. But what about Tristan? The fisherman prince can't wait for the werewolf youth to die soon! The two of them are a pair of friends, and you have to fight for a life when you have a chance! Tristan will lay down his prejudice, "I highly recommend Betdiville," which is a strange thing that happens when you dream!
Duke Gewen smiled lightly and continued: "Don't be fooled by the appearance of things. They may show disrespect in front of you, and may even swear at you, but this does not mean that they do not respect you in the back."
Bedyville couldn't help but smiled: "You can't afford them."
The Werewolf youth thinks that it is very clear how narrow the heart of the fish prince is, and how distorted the character is. Tristan was no longer the simple and cute Tristan that Bedieville had known as a child.
"Is it?" The round table knight Ge Wen sees the werewolf or looks disdainful, and does not mention this matter: "You will understand it anyway. Ah, the wizards have opened the way. Let's start the mission, Mr. Bedieville. ""
The werewolves followed the Knights of the Round Table, and the Masters had opened a gap in the already shattered shield that was enough for them to drill. Since the protective cover is likely to close later, the group of mage still stays in the vicinity of the gap, using their magic to maintain the gap open.
In this case, it will be very inappropriate to continue to wait. Bedieville was not willing to take over the command, but he didn't have time to argue with the Duke of Gwen, and he had to promise it.
"So, start the battle." The werewolf youth walked into the gap of the shield. Evan and Tristan have long been waiting in front of the gap, and two knights and a mage are accompanying him. It is estimated that King Arthur is preparing for this battle. However, the Cavaliers obviously had other tasks in the body and did not participate in the operation.
"Her Arthur’s Majesty did not come." Bedieville was a bit disappointed. If Arthur is there, the issue of command will be solved.
Tristan glanced at the young werewolf, and his eyes seemed to be blaming Bediville. Why are you so obvious?
Betdiville also replied with a white fisherman prince, and then his eyes fell on the gap of the protective cover: "So, break in!-"
However, his voice just fell, and before a group of people rushed into the desert boat, a group of black pressed things rushed out of it.
No, they are not "black-pressed" things, they should be "golden glittering" things. When the sun's rays shone on the unidentified objects, the golden light reflected from them almost smashed the eyes of Bedyville.
They flocked in groups, like a large group of locusts! But their dynamics are a little different from wild locusts?
What exactly are those golden glittering things, Bedieville instantly understood!
That's right, they are the gold scarab behemoths controlled by Eve!
"Everyone is on guard! Use the protective battle!" Biddyville shouted, and he had already pulled out the tungsten tortoise whip at the waist!
He doesn't know how powerful the fighting power of Eve's gold scarabs, but their principles and functions, the werewolves still know a little! They are patrolling the entire sand boat and are responsible for routine maintenance work, so they must have the ability to cut metal and weld objects! If these abilities are used as close combat, they can be terrible!
The Scarab Golem that flew out first came about a hundred, and it has spread out in the air! They first pick the nearest victim to attack, and surrounded several wizards near the gap of the shield!
The mages had originally planned to make the shield self-defense, but it was too late! The worms just started to madly bite on the human skin, using their tiny optical blades on their arms to cut small wounds on people's bodies, and the electric torch on their buttocks pierced like a stinger. Inside the flesh, let the victims scream crazy because of the pain!
In the first minute of the battle, three Masters have fallen!
The situation is very confusing, people are surrounded by a litter of poisonous bees, all helpless, can only try to beat their bodies, trying to drive those bugs away! The knights are wielding the lightsaber indiscriminately, but they can't cut the scarab gospels! The number of the Golden Scarab's army is numerous, scattered and flexible, and the ordinary sword can't deal with it!
The best way to stop them is -
Beddyville made a decisive decision, raised the tungsten tortoise whip, and instantly laid out a complex trap like a spider web in the air! At the same time, the werewolf also gave orders to his Mithril prosthetic limbs to let it release high-voltage current!
Nourish your life! ! The golden-gold light shines, the electric current is discharged from the discharge organ in the prosthetic limb, and then flows through the whip and spreads across the whip net!