Chapter 2959: Never return morning (34)

Chapter 2959: Thirty-Four Mornings That Never Return
The two transmission beams are wound together, extending downward spirally, taking Bediville and Othello down.
Of course, the transmission speed of the transmission beam is not as fast as the true free-fall motion. Its speed is constant, otherwise the two will fall to the ground when they fall down to the end.
It is said that the big hole is at least three thousand feet deep, and it seems that it takes some time to reach its bottom. Bediville looked at the surrounding scenery with a little dizziness (because the two transmitted beams were spirally entangled). The big hollow was surrounded by clouds like things, and the walls of this big hollow could not be seen. They are now in the center of the whirlwind, and see the clouds in the darkness that are at least illuminated by the transmitted beam.
But they are not immobile, but are slowly rotating. And from the direction of the movement of the smoke, the clouds did not gather from the outside and flowed into the center of the big hollow, but instead flowed out from the deepest part of the big hollow, spinning upwards, rising out, and finally walking around the entire Romani territory in.
This is by no means the physical movement law of smoke in reality. If it is to be said, this smoke should be a supernatural thing, something from the abyss. No wonder there are ghost-like things swimming in the smoke throughout the Romani territory. The smoke itself is unusual.
"That," as if to eliminate this awkward atmosphere, Othello suddenly said: "Aren't you dizzy?"
"... Why do you think I should be dizzy?" Bediville asked back.
"Because the wolves don't have all the defects in this respect, it will cause motion sickness. It seems to be a problem common to this race?" Othello replied.
"You actually know this?" Bediville frowned. Werewolf people have this problem, it seems to be a natural defect, resulting in imbalance of ear water in both ears. Bediville also had this problem when he was a child, and it was later cured by Master Merlin.
"The village where I used to live is on the border of the Eskimo tribe, and has some dealings with the wolves." Othello replied indifferently.
"But the territories of the fierce teeth and the Eskimo do not border ..."
"My mother is a rabbit."
"Oh." Bediville said suddenly.
"What a pity, Eskimo." Othello added. What he said is naturally the matter of the werewolf being wiped out.
"I still have the remaining clan, although they are all mentally disabled by the foxes' brain crushing." Bediville replied: "And you should not have joined the army when my clan was annihilated. Don't mention the past. "
"Really." Othello added: "But now, let's focus on saving the humans and orcs kidnapped from the abyss."
"Well," the werewolf replied youthfully.
At this time, the beam of light had sent the two into a large hole nearly 3,000 feet deep. With the help of the golden light emitted by the beam itself, Bediville could see the "ground" of the big hollow from afar, a huge rock as if floating in the void.
Did not see other people. Those who have been kidnapped are not on this giant rock ... at least not on its surface.
"Where have people been hiding?" Bediville snorted.
"Search slowly after landing. Hope your sense of smell will come in handy, Mr. Bediville." Othello said.
The two landed steadily. Although the speed of using the transmission beam to reach this platform was still very fast, unexpectedly there was almost no impact when landing.
"Beddyville ... shashasha ... you guys shashasha ... have you arrived?" The communicator in the ear of the werewolf came King Arthur's communication, but with a lot of The noise is difficult to hear clearly.
"Arrived." Bediville looked carefully at the surroundings: "The surroundings are calm, that is, an empty platform, and no trace of the kidnapped has been found."
"Shashasha ... continue searching ... Shashasha ... until you find them ... Shashasha ... Be careful!" King Arthur said, and Long story short, they should have received the same noise there, knowing that there is no way to stabilize the communication for a long time.
"Is this what they call the disturbance of gravity." Othello asked, already holding a sword in his hand and setting a guard posture.
"Maybe." The werewolf youth walked a few steps out of the transmission beam, and the tungsten tortoise whip and the black moon steel scimitar were clenched tightly, nervously alerting.
The transmission beam behind them remains the same as before, and stays there in the shape of two beams of light wound together. That is the way they go back, it is impossible to simply cancel it.
"Did it take ten minutes to get down from above ..." Othello raised his hand and looked at the time. "That is, the next two reinforcements will arrive after ten minutes."
"Let's start searching first, but don't split up." Bediville said. In this obvious trap, the two acted alone, it was simply a death act.
"Agree." Othello is also a soldier, and this military accomplishment still exists. Although he knows that acting together will reduce the search efficiency by half, he will never act alone in an environment full of unknown dangers.
The two walked on this huge rock platform, and there was a strange feeling on the ground. It's not soft or hard. Stepping on it doesn't feel like stepping on a real rock, but like a normal floor with a thin layer of carpet. The gray rocky ground is also very rough, with occasional bumps, but no large undulations. The surrounding area looked like a vast plain, and in the dark at the end of the field of vision, there were clouds and clouds swirling upward and flowing.
auzw.com "It's weird ..." Othello whispered, "I don't even have the breath of a creature."
"Things in the abyss cannot be explained by common sense." Bediville said: "Here is almost a different world, monsters in the different world of the abyss are not necessarily even creatures."
"That's right," the tiger man replied.
The surrounding scenery began to become a little blurred. The fog gradually thickened.
"Is there something to show up?" Bediville groaned and increased his vigilance. He smeared the flame resin on the Luna steel machete, on the one hand to strengthen the weapon's attack power, on the other hand also used as lighting.
"Isn't this just drawing the enemy?" Othello vomited.
"This was originally the enemy's ambush. Sooner or later they will come, might as well illuminate the surroundings, so that we have a slight advantage in our vision?" Bediville replied.
"......Right."
The surrounding scenery became strange. Even under the light of fire is still strange. The shadows of some phantom creatures gradually appeared in the fog, and as the fog thickened, the outline of the phantom creatures in the fog became more and more obvious.
"What do those things look like in your eyes?" Bediville asked curiously.
"Giant. The legendary cyclops. With huge sticks." Othello replied: "It's a strange phantom."
"In my eyes, they are huge Warcraft." Bediville said: "Will these phantoms become enemies? I'm curious if they attack me in the same way as you when they attack."
If the Cyclops in Othello's eyes waved at him with a stick, would the Warcraft in Bedyville's eyes also use the same scale of claws to attack Othello? In the end, are these two the same thing?
"Perhaps ... the phantom is just a phantom, and will not attack?" The tiger man said.
The werewolf youth was silent for a while, and the vigilance increased a few more, because the phantoms approached them correctly, at least hundreds. Optimistically, these monsters may not really attack, at least phantom. But if you are not optimistic, these hundreds of monsters besieging the two together, this is probably a hard battle!
Silently, one of the foggy warcrafts pulled a paw towards Bediville, revealing a very obvious attack intention.
And Bediville also knows that since the other party will take action, its attack will never be just like it is, it must be lethal. And the kind of misty transparent monster's attack can't be blocked. He was always conservative and cautious, he did not want to take risks, so he made a side step and tried to avoid that blow!
tear!
Then a cut was made on his right shoulder. The other side clearly missed him, but he was injured!
"What ?!" More than surprised, there were more monsters waving at him with waving claws. And they are also attacking Othello!
Because the other party's attack was so weird, Bediville planned to pull it away, first observe clearly, and then say, so he stepped back a lot and tried to avoid the enemy's attack. He used his excellent mechanical power to keep a distance of at least five yards from the group of enemies.
tear!
Then his leg was suddenly torn with two blood holes! The injury was very shallow, at least the skin trauma, but surprised Bediville! He has clearly kept a long distance from the enemy! How did those monsters in the fog hit him? !
"Small, be careful!" Othello also maintained a defensive battle there, and there have been dozens of wounds on his body (although they are all very light skin trauma), "These monsters may be different from what we saw, don't be Phantom cheated! "
"But this ---!" Bettyville exclaimed, and inexplicably made three wounds, two on his back and one on his right abdomen!
The monsters in the fog in front of him did not even attack him, but he was injured inexplicably! Although the wounds were small in scale, probably only a very dull small dagger gently traversed the damage, but this inexplicable injury still made Bediville very upset-if the other party attacked him Where are the eyes or neck, which are easily injured? !
"Damn it! How about this!" He knew that everything in front of him was probably just an illusion, and there might be something else hidden in the fog and attacking them. Since the eyes cannot believe it, use other methods to defend it!
He immediately surrounded himself with a tungsten tongue whip and turned into an electromagnetic protection ring. In this state, the whip can automatically sense the surrounding hostility and make defenses to protect the safety of Bediville in the ring. This was not enough. He took out the [World Tree Shell] again and turned the spell fire that was housed in the weapon into ice blue, which is the mode of controlling the Mithril fluid. A large amount of Mithril fluid gathers beside him, turning into a solid barrier, protecting him in it!
When Bediville defended seriously, the weapons and treasures on his body were able to construct a "fortress" that was almost a copper wall and iron wall.
"Othello, come here!" He hinted, letting the tiger man also hide in this protective circle.
"but---!"
"It's more peaceful here ..." He hadn't finished his words, but suddenly felt a coolness behind him.
It completely penetrated the copper wall and iron wall constructed by Bediville. Something gave him a head from behind him, and a blood was drawn on his ear! The so-called copper wall and iron wall can't defend anything at all!
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