Chapter 1834: Yao Shizhi in the Japanese Ring (39)

Chapter 1834 Yao Shizhi in the Japanese Ring (39)
After listening to a message that was suspected to be the first Pharaoh King Nice, Bedieville only felt shocked. However, what he has to do has not changed too much. It is fate who led him to this ancient tomb. If it is, then he can't go back empty-handed. Kana mentioned the [Sun God of the Sun], Biddyville is looking for [Yingqi Baozhu], and now there is a [Sun 瞳], the mystery of sleeping in this ancient tomb is more and more It is.
As the golden phantom disappeared completely, the deep little room also showed access to another space, and the passage itself was bigger and wider than the small room in front of Bediville. Needless to say, the road to deeper must be filled with countless deadly organs, killing the invaders like Bettiville anytime, anywhere.
"Is the boss good?" The voice of Lawrence was heard upstairs.
The light on the tungsten tortoise whip in Bediville’s hand also disappeared, and it changed back to the original, less eye-catching look.
"Okay, let's go down." The werewolf youth replied.
The group waiting for the upstairs will come downstairs. They estimated that they had never seen anything, only that there was a golden glare flashing over Bediville.
"Boss, what are you just now?" Lawrence couldn't wait to ask after he went downstairs: "Who do you seem to be talking to?"
"Nothing," Biddiville smashed his head. "I think it's just that the tombs in this tomb are too poorly ventilated, and there are some poisonous gas that can make people feel illusory. But rest assured, it seems that the poison has dissipated, I have not I have seen that illusion."
"Do you have poisonous gas?" Academician Zuster raised his arm and glanced at a similar bracelet on his arm: "I have not detected a particularly dangerous gas component. The carbon dioxide content is a bit high. But they are all within safe limits. Well, for safety reasons, everyone put on the poison mask."
Then among the group of scholars, some people actually started to separate the gas masks. They even handed a gas mask to Bediville. It is a pity that the gas masks are designed to match the human face. Bettiville's long wolf mouth can't cover this gas mask, and Biddiville smiled particularly when he took this.
"If you find it inconvenient, you don't have to wear it," said Sir Zuster. He also slammed the gas mask on his neck. In an emergency, the small mouthpiece can be pulled out and it can be lifted. To filter the toxic components of the air - only the effect is lower than when it is normally worn."
"Okay." Bedieville hung the gas mask around his neck. The dark green gas mask hangs on the neck of the Werewolf youth and looks a bit like a collar. The neck was slightly stretched, the breathing was a bit uncomfortable, and the vision was limited. All this made Bedieville feel uncomfortable.
"Hahaha, the boss looks funny." Lawrence laughed.
"You don't have to wear a gas mask?" Bettiville glanced at Lawrence White: "Be careful to inhale the poison and be poisoned."
"Hah, don't worry about me, I have my own way to save myself." Grand Lawrence was a little careless.
Bedyville can't help wondering, isn't the spell really so versatile, can you do it even for your own detoxification? Next to the little Lawrence, who is the strategist Eric, is watching his brother in cold eyes. From that expression, there seems to be some stories. However, Bedieville did not go to the question or ask for anything. He only needs to concentrate on the pyramid of the strolling body and get everything he wants to get.
The long corridor is very long, and the lighting is carried out by a wall lamp that is almost always bright. This wall lamp looks like an eagle. The golden eagle has a crystal with warm orange-red light on its head. This warm red light should be very dark, just enough to illuminate the distance of two or three yards around, but the corridor has a golden relief type, and the ceiling of the ceiling is just like the light of the wall lamp that is not bright enough. Dozens of times. In addition, the wall lamp is also every two or three yards, on both sides of the entire corridor. The faint light superimposes and adds up under the reflection of the ceiling of the wall, and finally the original lighting should be insufficient. The brightness of the corridor becomes more than [good], and it is still [very luxurious].
The scene of orange and red is like dusk.
"The smell of blood," said Bediwell. His sense of smell is dozens of times stronger than the human beings present, and of course he can smell the hidden murder in this long corridor. He is also very clear that the group of scholars of the Melson Brotherhood is certainly not the first to reach the ancient tomb. There are certainly many ancestors in this pyramid, but these explorers are also among the tombs filled with organs. If you die, or if you haven't got anything, you will be scared to escape. The truly valuable treasure in the pyramid is sure to sleep in a corner of the tomb.
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"Or according to the original plan, let me open the road." Coach Eric said that his floating wheelchair had been moved to the front.
"Is the flying knife that you used to blow open the iron gate is a consumable?" Biddiwell asked curiously. "Although it seems to be controlled by brain waves, it is not fried."
"It's really a consumable, but it doesn't have to be hit by an explosion of things. I can take it back without a blasting saber." Eric said: "There is still a lot of stock in the wheelchair, 34 floating knives. It is enough to get through a lot of institutions."
"哼" Bedieville snorted. The Celebrity Eric's floating wheelchair is simply an active arsenal. In addition to a large number of floating shields that can be separated for defense, there are also flying knives dedicated to offense. It seems that these weapons are all controlled by brain waves.
These weapons are able to float, in fact, they all have a small photon floating engine built in, and there are thrusters linked to Eric's brain waves. But since there are engines and propellers, it means that they all need to consume electricity to operate. It seems that these small floating weapons are usually put into a dormant state in a wheelchair. They are released when they need to be used. When they are not in use, they seem to return to the wheelchair to continue charging. The principle is that it is correct and the design is scientific.
But since it is so designed, it represents the wheelchair that Eric is sitting in, which is actually very cumbersome. This floating wheelchair needs to be in the photon floating engine and the photon mirror to float in the air, and it has to charge for the small photon floating weapons, which means it needs more power and stock. Big battery. Although this thing now seems to be floating from the ground, it is very light, but in fact it is of great quality, the inertia must be very large, and it is extraordinarily bulky.
Can such a cumbersome equipment really cope with the ever-changing situation? Especially in the way that Bedieville will go next, there may be countless dangers that they can't imagine at all.
"That's it." Biddyville said, "You still don't want to go ahead. You me with a floating shield. I am responsible for exploring the road first."
"Is there really no problem, Mr. Bedieville?" The strategist Eric looked at the werewolf youth.
"If you are in danger, you can only drive the floating shield to block, but what if the shield can't stop it?" Biddyville said: "Although this may be a bit rude, I am indeed better than sitting in a wheelchair. You are much more agile."
Coach Eric thought for a moment and felt that there was nothing wrong with this, so he did not try to refute Biddyville: "Then you be careful, Mr. Bedieville."
The Werewolf youth shrugged and walked out of the small room, and the first one entered the long corridor of the dusk.
Just entering the corridor, Bediville felt a bit of aversion. There seems to be something that refuses the entry of the werewolf youth, but he does not feel the slightest malice, and some are just chills.
His nose can clearly smell a strong smell at ten yards in the front and one o'clock. There must be an institution there, and there were many people who died there, so even though there was some incredible self-purification in the tomb, it was impossible to get rid of the smell in that corner.
The question is, is it necessary to get close to it, the deadly organs will be touched, or will it be touched by the authorities, and eventually force people to die in that place? Beddyville swallowed. There is only one way to get an answer.
He took a small stone from his arms. This thing was prepared before he came out of his own boat, and this is the plain stone, there is no place for any color. But its size is only as large as a quarter of a fist, the size and weight are very suitable, can be thrown far away, just enough heavy enough to touch a lot of pressure sensing organs. Bedieville did not have much hope, but still need to first explore the road with stones. He used this small stone to point to the obvious smell in the distance and threw it out!
啪扎扎扎扎扎扎扎! During the process of the stone flying out, the organs on the wall surface were touched one by one, and countless spikes madly pulled out until their touch finally caught up with the flight of the stone, smashing the pebbles and flying out more. Far, then broken! It clearly has broken down a place, but the organs in the corridor seem to be unwilling to let go of the gravel of a place. The ceiling of the ceiling suddenly pops up with a muzzle that will spurt fire, and smashes the gravel on the ground! The torrent of the flame instantly bakes the crumbs of the stone!
At this moment, Bedieville finally understood.
This corridor full of organs is not just as simple as hiding a certain place. Everywhere in this corridor is an institution. The only difference is the size of the organization and how dense it is!
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