Chapter 1178 Selection in the Ring (9)

Inside the optical camouflage protective cover, is a huge stone pillar array!

Thousands of huge stone pillars stand together on the surface of the Red Sea, and the scene is spectacular!

These stone pillars are of different sizes, and the highlands are uneven, one by one, vertically, inserted into the bottom of the Red Sea, forming a forest of stone pillars. Those 1,000-foot-tall and 300-foot-diameter stone pillars were like twelve otherworldly giants, surrounded by other small stone pillars.

In the middle of the twelve stone pillars is a floating island, with a large number of light stones attached to the bottom, and it is powered by the other twelve stone pillars! It floats in the highest sky, like a supreme king, looking down on the world.

This is the venue for the third stage of the [Trial of Strength] exam, the Red Sea Stone Pillar Formation.

"Oh my God!" Bedivir exclaimed, "Look what you have done! You have completely changed the landscape of the Red Sea! If you do this, will the governments of Egypt and Sudan not say a word?" Don't delve into the reasons for this. The Knight King Arthur explained with a smile, "This is some kind of device besides the venue for your game. In the near future, it will certainly be able to do its job. "But what about the ecosystem of the Red Sea?!Wouldn't it destroy the ecological balance of the Red Sea by inserting so many stone pillars into the Red Sea?!" the werewolf asked urgently.

"Little Bedi's Red Sea was originally a backwater. Palamides reminded in a low voice.

Due to the Egyptian government's perennial pollution and lack of governance, the Red Sea water bodies have long been highly eutrophicated. Deadly red algae float on the surface of the sea 365 days a year, absorbing oxygen from the water and replacing it with nitrogen and ammonia, leaving the sea dead from vegetation and fish and shrimp. As a result, the entire sea is left with only this red algae. The vivid crimson was like a sea of blood in the sun.

This is already an ecosystem that has been completely destroyed, and there is no reason to destroy it further. The change in its landscape can be concealed by guò optical camouflage.

And yet, it's still crazy!--King Arthur has placed these huge stone pillars in other people's land, in other people's land, and used this place as his arena!

What's even more crazy is that Arthur was able to carry such huge stone pillars one by one to the Red Sea and insert them into the sea! This is not a huge task that human beings can do! Could it be that he used the power of the Holy Spirit?

What is the purpose of his mobilization of teachers?

"But are there only thirteen fighting arenas here for all of us?" asked Palamides, looking at the twelve huge stone pillars and the floating island in the center of the stone pillar array.

The twelve flat-surfaced stone pillars were clearly the playing field, and their tops were perfect for the race—they were simple and straightforward, a flat wasteland;

The floating islands also look like a race field, but there is a forest, a rugged mountain, a small artificial lake, and a place that resembles a sand dune. It seems to simulate the complex environment of a field battle, so that the candidates can get as close to actual combat as possible when fighting.

The problem is that these thirteen venues are certainly not enough. The sixty-seven candidates were divided into twelve groups, and each group had an initial knockout round of three times twelve, which meant that thirty-six battles had to be held. Unless you cram all three battles in each group into the same arena - "So, I don't think you can do it all at once and score it into three days?" the Knight King smiled mysteriously.

Palamides snorted. The longer the knockout time drags on, the more time candidates have to prepare. This is obviously more than a loss for Palamides and his party, who were already well prepared and the weapons in their hands could no longer be strengthened.

But that's okay - it should be said that it has to be this way for the sake of fairness. Considering that every fight is an uphill battle, and that there will be no fewer wounded and near-dead people, it will be crucial to extend the schedule. Plenty of time means that candidates have the opportunity to recuperate and be better prepared for the next battle.

In any case, given the "sudden death" nature of the knockout round, this knockout round will definitely be completed in less than six days. On the seventh day, it was the final battle between the winners of each group, the [big scuffle]. The candidate who can win the final [Great Scuffle] will be recognized as the strongest fighter among the candidates in this class, and he will not be far from the position of Knight of the Round Table.

While Palamides was pondering, the battleship had already flown in front of the thirty small stone pillars, slowing down and slowly descending.

The "small" pillars weren't small at all, and their surfaces weren't big enough to fit a ring, but they had a radius of thirty feet. And they seemed to have been made for the British battleship, with the surface of each pillar smooth as a mirror, and each pillar kept at the same height, about half a foot. Thirty stone pillars were arranged in a staggered manner, which happened to be the shelf for [Attack on Palamidades], allowing [Palamides] to land smoothly.

"What's going on now?" Bediwell watched as dozens of small transports emerged from the battleship's mechanical warehouse, thinking that the transports were going to take the candidates to their respective arenas.

However, the transports had no intention of carrying people down to the race, and one by one they anchored on the deck of the battleship, stopped in two neat columns, and then turned off the ignition and never moved again.

"Huh?" Bediwell looked stunned. Many of the candidates present also showed the same confused expressions as werewolves. Are these transports all decorations?

"Lunchtime. King Arthur pointed to his watch: "For knights only, eating is more important than anything else. If you don't have enough to eat, you don't have the strength to fight. Let's go to the cafeteria. Zhalfir couldn't help but glance at King Arthur: if he had known that there was still time for dinner, he would not have had to hurry so hurriedly to make weapons for his companions.

At the same time (?), Great Britain, [Second Imperial Capital - London].

"So- you brought this imp here again?" Merlin glared at Husky fiercely. The last time the canine boy destroyed a large number of Merlin's official documents, the prime minister still remembers it vividly. He thought in his heart that Husky was a scourge, a wrecking king, and a hopeless troublemaker.

"And there's an extra kitten," Merlin glanced at the leopard-man boy Hal again. This time it's a double trouble for kittens and puppies, and it's unbearable.

Hal sticks out his tongue, indicating that he is innocent.

"Master Merlin, this is the last day I said I would visit. Vivien replied lightly, "I said I was going to take the children over to see what we were working on, and you nodded yes—did you forget?" He has a lot of work every day, and he is already busy to death. Maybe the women had told him this, and he listened without nodding his head in agreement.

"Well, just when I promised," Merlin relented, "but is it really good that you brought these two imps here? Who will take care of them? Are you sure they won't mess around with my office anymore and put their kitten and puppy paw prints on the paper to be signed and sealed?" Vivien patted Shatterstar on the shoulder.

Starlight Dragon made a look of annoyance. He had never applied to be the babysitter for those two imps.

"Oh, stupid dragon. Merlin glanced contemptuously at the Starlight Dragon. At that time, the evil star used magic to transform into a human form, but it was not an adult, it was the appearance of a teenager. And this kind of evil star looks very unreliable.

"Are you sure you're not going to mess with the two imps, Grand Duke of the Evil Star?" said Prime Minister Merlin jokingly, "You're already an adult dragon of more than 10,000 years old, and you've always looked like a human teenager when you transformed. It's really childlike. "I don't need you to worry about my affairs, mage. Evil Star glared at Merlin: "And this is force majeure, and I didn't become like this voluntarily." "Hehe, really?" he said, and not only Merlin, but even Vivien and Lianyin looked at the Evil Star with incredible eyes. The people present were all mages with powerful mana, and they also knew some about the transformation technique. Transformation techniques that can only be transformed into a specific form are actually non-existent.

Xinghuilong didn't bother to explain, he was used to being misunderstood, so he forgot the shame of jì.

"All in all, come on. Before lunch, I'll show you around. Vivien picked up her youngest son and walked out of Merlin's office with a smile.

"Yes, you're the boss, you have the final say. Evil Star led Husky after him, giving Merlin a teasing look.

"Be good, don't make trouble—" After Lianyin sent Husky and the others away, she immediately turned her head and apologized to the prime minister: "I'm sorry, Master Merlin. I promise Husky that they'll be good this time and won't make trouble. "I hope so. Master Merlin shook his head, sat back in his office chair, and continued to read the mountains of papers on his desk.

Husky walked innocently behind Uncle Evilstar, but his mind had already drifted out of the clouds. The last time the canine boy was messing around at Merlin's research institute was because he was too bored, had nothing to play with, and wanted to get his mother's attention. But this time it's different, he has friends to play with him, and he's addicted to a virtual game. He was really just trying to find a way to log in to the game and continue playing, and he wasn't really interested in visiting the institute at all.