Chapter 1831: The Wheel of the Glory of the World (37)

"What a big pyramid. "When Lawrence, who had many excavations, saw the part of the pyramid that was exposed to the ground, he began to exclaim: "There are ten directions at the tip alone...... If it were a regular ten-hundred-layer structure like a standard pyramid, how big would the base of this thing be?"

"Whether it's a standard construction or not, we don't know. "After all, this is the tomb of the first pharaohs, and theoretically the first pyramid in the world." The technology used to build the original pyramids in Egypt was not yet fully stable, and there were no hard and fast rules for what it would look like, so no one knew what the pyramid looked like. All we know is that this tomb has been buried deep underground for a long time. The bottom layer here is reinforced with a special technique, and it is harder than steel. It would be very unwise to excavate from the outside of this pyramid. ＂

"So...... Shall we go from the inside of this pyramid?" Bediwell frowned and asked, "I thought you were going to dig the ground, but all the golems with ultrasonic blasting capabilities brought in were useless?"

"Don't jump to conclusions, Mr. Bediwell. Academician Zust smiled indifferently, and in the distance, the technicians also found a hidden mechanism at the top of the pyramid and opened the entrance to the top: "Let's go." When you encounter something on the way, I will explain it to you in detail. ＂

Bediwell was originally very dissatisfied with the other party's unwillingness to disclose the information clearly. But on second thought, maybe the situation was really complicated and difficult to explain, so he didn't ask too much, and jumped down from the entrance at the top of the pyramid to join the group of researchers.

This is only the first level at the top of the pyramid, but the space here is unusually large. Perhaps the pyramid itself is a kind of closed structure, using the technology of subspace supplementing normal space, expanding the normal space by several times or even dozens of times. This technique is not uncommon, and is generally used in confined spaces, even in Bediwell's Desert Ship Aurora, which appears to be using a similar technique, which is much larger on the inside than it appears on the outside.

If this is the case, the tomb of the first pharaoh Menes is estimated to be surprisingly large, and the further down it goes, the larger it becomes.

Bediwell could tell from the exquisite carvings on the ceiling walls of this floor that the tomb was unimaginably luxurious in addition to its size: the scholars of the Melson Brotherhood carried electric lamps, and the pure and bright white light on their lanterns hit the ceiling of the floor, and immediately converted countless golden lights to reflect it------ there were countless gilded frescoes, and the frescoes were mixed with a large number of Egyptian characters that Bedivel could not understand, and perhaps even magical spells.

Imagine a layer of gold carved on the corner of a large room of several hundred square feet? Although the amount of gold used in gilding is not much, the number of carvings is too much, and the total amount of gold consumed after they are all gilded will be huge!

Surprise is surprise, and what needs to be done still has to be done. Bediwell looked around, trying to find his way out of the large room, and he soon discovered that there were doors all around, and it seemed that they could all get out.

"What should we do, do we want to split up?" asked Bediwell.

"No------ this way. Academician Zust pointed to a doorway far to Bediwell's left.

The werewolf youth was about to ask why the Brotherhood of Melson was so sure of which way to go, but he soon got the answer: the other three doors were lined with flowers and tablets similar to those used to commemorate the dead, and needless to say, behind these doors were probably deadly mechanisms, and if they opened, people would die. And the people of the Melson Brotherhood should have explored this ancient tomb before, and where to go in this short distance ahead is the answer that the people of the Brotherhood exchanged their lives for.

"Ha, is it really an ancient tomb with a lot of organs? The werewolf youth tried to muster his courage and snorted, "My nose can smell danger, but I can help you find your way." ＂

"No, I'll take the lead, and you just need to protect Academician Zust. However, Eric the Strategist replied, maneuvering his floating wheelchair and leading several scholars in front. At this moment, seven floating shields detached from the back of his wheelchair and floated in midair. Needless to say, these floating shields were of course manipulated by the brainwaves of Lawrence Jr. (Eric). It is precisely because he needs to manipulate so many shields to do the protection work, which is very consuming, that Eric is reluctant to use his own legs to walk.

＂...... Let's go too. Bediwell also said that all the weapons in his hands were drawn. The Luna Steel Scimitar he held in his right hand was almost useless for defense, but in an emergency, he could at least swing the knife to block the oncoming arrows and hidden weapons. The tungsten tongue whip in his left hand had turned into a ring around him. Despite the unclear mechanism of operation, this electrostatic ring array is a very reliable means of protection, having saved Bediwell many times before. And this time, in addition to protecting himself with the ring array, Bediwell also surrounded the big Lawrence and Academician Zust in the ring array. The ring array composed of whips is very large, and it is more than enough to protect three people, but to protect three people at the same time, the ring array needs to be distracted, and the loopholes will be larger than usual.

When I opened the door, there was a long hallway in front of me, and the sides were empty, with no doors to enter or exit. At the end of the hallway is a staircase that descends. This peculiar design seems to have been arranged by the original designer of the pyramid a long time ago, and it seems to be a kind of corridor for "welcoming visitors". Needless to say, the corridors are full of deadly mechanisms. The designer of the pyramid seemed to be saying to the robbers who came to rob the tomb, you will never be able to enter this great tomb, and you will die in this empty corridor.

"Huh. Looking at such an explicit trap, Bediwell couldn't help but snort. He wondered what deadly mechanism was waiting for him to dismantle.

Following the group of scholars led by Eric, the strategist, Beddivi and the other three also entered the corridor. The first ten yards were peaceful, and no traps were triggered. However, when the last big Lawrence was just ten yards from the door, the door behind them suddenly closed.

"Here, be careful. Bediwell knew that something was going on and immediately alerted everyone.

Whizzing and swishing!------ poisonous arrows like a torrential rain immediately shot wildly from every corner of the entire corridor, hitting the people present!

Eric in front of him manipulated the floating shield to quickly and meticulously block the poisoned arrows fired from every corner, and even did not leak the rain of arrows, and also ensured the safety of the five scholars behind him. Where he couldn't fully take care of it, there were two guards holding shields and wielding swords to block and protect, which seemed to be fine for the time being!

And the electrostatic protective ring composed of the tungsten turtle tongue whip on Bediwell's side also writhed wildly like a floating snake, bouncing off all the poisonous arrows shot from all directions!

Occasionally, a poisoned arrow slips through the net, and Bedeville quickly swings his scimitar to block, knocking the arrow into the air before it hits Lawrence!

"Ugh. Big Lawrence swallowed, "Thank you, Boss." ＂

"Don't stand still, don't you know how to protect yourself?!" said Bediwell, angrily.

"Oh...... Oh!" the fool drew his scimitar from his waist and ignited in his other hand with a fireball known as the [Spell Fire]. Bedwell understood the purpose of the scimitar, but he couldn't understand the point of Lawrence summoning the spell fire in this situation. However, he didn't have time to ask more, because Lawrence was at least able to protect himself in this rain of arrows, while Academician Zust on the other side didn't seem to have any combat power at all, and he couldn't even take out a weapon at the moment, and it seemed that he was really a harmless scholar!

Fortunately, the electrostatic protective ring of the tungsten tortoise tongue whip is completely automatic, and without Bediwell's manipulation, it can automatically defend against the surrounding dangers, and the werewolf youth hardly needs to worry too much about Academician Zust's side, and only occasionally swings the scimitar twice to block those poisonous arrows that are not blocked by the protective ring array, which is enough to protect the people around him.

"Hmm...... However, he also knew that it was not an option to continue like this, and the rain of arrows around him seemed to be getting denser and denser. The best way to survive this deadly trap is, of course, to get out of this corridor as quickly as possible!

"Move! to the end of the hallway!" called out Bediwell.

He could see that the group of men in front of him, led by Eric the Strategist, was already moving towards the end of the corridor, and that they had already completed the general distance of the corridor, and would soon be able to get out of the dangerous area. Bedwell then marched forward with Academician Lawrence and Academician Zust, braving a rain of increasingly dense poisoned arrows.

"There's a dead end ahead!" shouted Eric, the strategist who was at the front, "the road is blocked!"

"Prepare to release the excavation golem!" shouted the academician, looking at the passage at the end of the hallway, which was tightly locked by a steel gate.

There were several scholars in the front team who were carrying the spherical golems as large as human heads, and under the orders of the academicians, they released the three golems.

Braving a dense rain of arrows, three golems with high-frequency ultrasonic generators moved to the steel gate, forming an inverted triangle in the air.

Academician Zust took out the remote control from his arms: "Ready to charge, three, two, one------ launch!!"

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