Chapter 1852: Yao Shizhi in the Japanese Ring (56)

Chapter 1852 耀世之之日轮(56)
lb! Czech Eric dragged Bediville away from the huge room with a pool of black water, and the door behind them was closed directly.
"Very good, no back road," Biddeville said.
The group of scholars of the Melson Brotherhood were waiting for Bedyville and Eric in the safe room like a lounge on the road ahead. When the big Lawrence in the crowd saw Bedyville, he asked: "Boss you. How are you? How pale is your face?"
"It's okay." Bedieville sat down on the floor and said calmly. Maybe his face was a bit pale, he even felt a little tired, but he didn't seem to feel anything other than the distress. I am afraid there are still some afterglows in my heart.
"I just sensed that the fire of my spell was in the rhythm." Lawrence lowered his voice and asked, "I gave you the fire of the fire of the spell, so I noticed something. Boss, did you inherit the group?" Is the fire of the spell?"
"Well--" Biddeville didn't want to tell Grand Lawrence about it. I didn't expect Grand Lawrence to know it. He could only honestly admit it under no means:
"The battle was too fierce. I almost lost my life. There was no way to accept the fire of the spell and barely win the monster."
"Have you used the fire of the spell? Is it a very powerful spell?" The face of Lawrence was immediately dignified.
"Well, it's very strong, I think." Biddiville replied casually. Burning fire is an absolute defensive spell. All light attacks near Bediville will be deflected. Only a particularly powerful attack can threaten the werewolf youth. If this is not too strong, I really don't know what it is. And he also used the kind of spell that attached a spell to the weapon and broke into the opponent's body to cause an implosion. The same spell, the flame enchantment can be lengthened, and like a pole, it becomes a means of rapid movement.
"Damn, I should explain everything to you first." Lawrence slammed his head: "You haven't used any spells to start using spells. The original spell fire may be uncontrolled. It will only be assisted by your mind. But in this way it may impose an additional burden on the operator."
"Ha?" The werewolf youth squinted and said that he could not understand.
"You know, what we are saying now [curse] is actually a curse for yourself, taking some of the power from your body to launch a spell." Great Lawrence frowned: "If you don't know how to control the spell The fire has not been fully communicated with it beforehand. It is likely to take too much from your body and should not take it out. In serious cases, it may even endanger your life."
"Is it so serious? I didn't think there was anything wrong with it." Bedieville looked confused.
"I don't know what kind of spell you used in the boss, but I don't know what the spell of the spell took from your body to launch the spell, so it's hard to say at the moment." Lawrence's brow wrinkled deeper: "But from the sound of the explosion, you should have used a very powerful spell. I only hope that this spell will not affect you too much."
"You worry too much." Biddyville said that he did not agree.
"Give." Grand Lawrence handed a bottle to Beddwell. The sound of the bottle as it swayed showed that the inside was a liquid and a much more viscous liquid than water.
"Is this a medicine?" The werewolf youth picked up the bottle and sniffed it, and there was a wonderful smell inside, and through the translucent bottle of the bottle, it was seen that there was something inside it that had a pale golden glow. .
"This thing is called by our cursers [Elemental Soup]. Simply put, it is a highly concentrated nutrient solution with a variety of essential nutrients. After using the spell, it will definitely consume various nutrients inside the body. This is the drink used to supplement the nutrients in time to offset the consumption of the spell. Well, don't care about it. There is a small amount of photons (magic) added, but it is only used for anti-corrosion."
"Preservation?" The werewolf youth raised an eyebrow. He said that he did hear that photons with a high concentration have a role in inhibiting the growth of bacteria. Is Longwu not made with the corpse of the dragon? The concentration of photons in the dragon is very high, and it is still an intrinsic photon. Therefore, the corpse of the dragon is almost never rotted, and then processed into weapons. It will never rot.
"You know, the protein content of nutrient solution is very high and it is easy to get bad, so preservative treatment becomes a necessary prerequisite for making and preserving this elemental soup." Lawrence said: "Well, do you want to drink?" This thing is so expensive, I only have this bottle. If you don't want it -"
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"Okay." Biddeville didn't want to hear Lawrence continue to lick, sending the light with a pale golden glow into his throat.
It is true that it is sticky. It was like a deep-cooked cream. It was not so much that Beddyville had drunk in his stomach. It was better to say that it was forced to slide into the throat of the Werewolf youth by gravity. The taste is even more sweet, bitter and spicy, and even slightly accompanied by a strange smell of juice accompanied by fishy smell. When drinking this thing, Bedieville had almost a creepy feeling, until he put the viscous liquid in the whole bottle into his stomach, and the wolf hair on his body was in a state of being erected.
"Hey. Boss, your expression is exaggerated." Seeing this, Grand Lawrence couldn't help but lick his mouth and scream.
"Hey, this kind of thing I never want to drink for the second time." Bediwell said.
"I hope you don't need to drink for the second time." Grand Lawrence also said: "This is the drink that the curse would drink in a very crisis situation. Although it can give you enough nutrients, it only It's limited to nutrients. God knows that something in your body is used by the fire of the spell and can't be supplemented by eating and drinking."
So this drink for life-saving is not necessarily life-saving. What is the use of it? Beddyville wondered.
Cosmo Eric stared at the conversation between Bediville and Lawrence, and the complex look on his face showed that he was disgusted with the spell, but did not say anything.
"Are you rested enough?" See the Werewolf Youth and the Great Lawrence. You can talk to me with a glance. Academician Zuster thinks that Biddeville should be fine. He came over and urged: "We can move on." Mr. Bedieville?"
"Yeah." It was strange to say that after Bettiville had finished eating the elemental soup, he felt like a fire was burning in his stomach, and he was full of energy. Whether it can be a life of Bediville, no one knows. But the heat it provides to the user is probably huge. The Werewolf youth who cheered up the mind asked: "How many dead and wounded people are there in your team? Does it affect the next exploration?"
"A total of three people died, and two others were slightly injured by the stray bullets, but they were not serious. The dean of the Winchester academician was originally an expert in the interpretation of ancient Egyptians in archaeology. Without his help, we will It's a bit unfavorable, but the impact is not fatal. We have one less spherical magic, and the efficiency of mining has declined."
"If you mean the real [excavation], it is true." Biddiville got up from the ground and smiled slightly with irony. However, in fact [excavation] is not using equipment to dig the earth. From the beginning, the Baidiwei group of people actually lived through a deadly organ in an ancient tomb and survived the fierce enemy attack. This is a far cry from the "excavation" of the "digging" in Bediville's impression.
In this case, there is no such thing as a broken magical image for excavation.
"I know what you are thinking, but you'd better come over and see this." It seems that I have seen the thoughts of the werewolf youth from the ridiculous look of Bedieville, and the sergeant Eric poured a cold water.
Bediville then puzzled and leaned closer to the end of the opposite passage.
Continued into the road inside the pyramid, the rubble of the landslide was completely blocked, and there was only a darkness in the distance. There is only a slight light in the depths of the opposite corridor, which is shot through irregular rubble.
"Oh, that's great." Bediwell then spit. He has not spoken out his thoughts, and he is immediately stunned by reality.
"Most tombs are mostly repaired at the bottom of the earth. It is a common thing to cause local collapse for various reasons," said the academician Zuster. At the same time, he has already taken the three spherical magic statues for excavation: "Of course, brothers." In order to cope with the various situations that may occur during the excavation process, there is always preparation."
Booming and banging! The three golems aimed at the rubble in the corridor and continuously released high-frequency sound waves, which shattered a lot of rubble. The stone rubble, which seemed to be very hard, was disintegrated like a sand under the bombardment of the ultrasonic waves, and slammed into the foot of Bediville. The area about three feet in front was cleaned up, but there were still many places where the corridor was buried by rubble.
"Don't tell me, you plan to dig this way all the time," Biddyville said disgustingly. If this kind of excavation has been carried out for dozens of hundreds of times, the ears of the werewolf youth are estimated to be bleeding.
The high-frequency sound waves also made Bediville's eardrum particularly uncomfortable. His wolf ear structure is different from that of human ears. He can also receive a bit of high-frequency sound waves. Although the sound is very fine, it sounds harsh and makes eardrums A pain.
"At least we don't have to worry about more killings in this corridor, isn't it?" Academician Zuster laughed bitterly.