Chapter 1396: The Battle of the Latent Teeth (12)

Boom! The destructive power of the Tungsten Tongue Whip was so devastating that it smashed the tentacles to pieces in an instant, piercing through the walls of flesh and creating a huge hole in the wall!

There was a glow outside, a purple glow. Illuminated by this purple light, the flesh walls and tentacles in the room shrank one after another, lest they avoid it. Bediwell also took advantage of the somersault and escaped out of the room!

As soon as he landed, he heard a strange tearing sound behind him. He looked back and saw that a hole had been punched in the door behind him by his tungsten tongue whip, and the hole had been staked so that the light from the outside world could not penetrate it. The hole was supposed to be the same kind of flesh wall, but the flesh wall had been petrified and hardened like a real rock. Bediwell subconsciously looked up at the ceiling again, and the light of a purple lamp poured down from it, and the light was rather dim. The purple light fell on Bediwell's body, emitting a lilac fluorescence. The werewolf realized that the violet lamp was emitting a kind of ultraviolet light.

Are the walls of the monster's flesh afraid of this ultraviolet ray? That's why they fled in fear when purple light entered the room. The purple lights that dotted the ceiling of the corridor on this floor were probably used to suppress the monsters in that room before they could escape.

Bediwell looked at his feet through the transparent floor of the glass pyramid. The floor below him was lit everywhere with the same purple lights, and that floor was barely used. A figure that the werewolf could faintly see was at least two floors away. The top floor of the inverted pyramid was on the top floor of the inverted pyramid, a floor that had been almost completely abandoned, with not even a single guard around, and only the dim purple lights that made the entire floor particularly eerie. But that's exactly what Bedeville wants. The environment he was in was dark and far away from people, and it was not easy for people to see the people on the lower two floors, as long as he was lying on the ground and moving slowly, the people downstairs would not notice him at all. And he looks down on everything from here, as long as he looks patiently, he should always be able to find the place where Elaine the White Bear Man is being held, right?

So, where the hell is Elaine? Bediwell crouched slowly on the ground, searching around with her eyes wide open. In fact, it was all more difficult than he imagined, the floor he was on was very dark, and the only light source was the kind of purple light that hurt the eyes, and looking through the transparent glass wall to see things outside of a few rooms was actually not only not easy, but rather dazzling. I really don't know how the people who work here are going to persevere, but if the werewolf youth stays here for a month, even if he doesn't go crazy, he probably will be blind first.

He searched as he walked, and after searching for a long time in the darkness, when his eyes were stimulated by ultraviolet light and hurt, he suddenly heard something.

It was footsteps! Someone was walking in the darkness!

The footsteps were getting louder and louder, and it was obvious that the other party was coming towards Bedeville!

Oops, was he discovered? Bediwell felt that he was crouching on the ground, lurking in the darkness, and as long as he didn't make obvious moves, he shouldn't have been easily noticed!

But, how is that possible!? He had clearly confirmed that there should be no one else on this floor - so where did this guy suddenly come from?

Bediwell looked in the direction of the sound, and gradually saw the figure. The man was toned but not particularly athletic, a little tall, and wore slightly loose clothing.

Bedivel clutched his whip and was ready to attack. He thought, if he wrapped a tungsten turtle tongue whip around the other party's throat with a blow and made him have no way to call for help, the situation should be saved, right?

He thought so, and then he did. He counted, and as the clatter of footsteps approached him, the werewolf counted the distance he was from his target. As soon as he was only twenty yards away from his target, Beddeville suddenly lunged out, throwing the tungsten tongue whip out of his hand. The whip shot straight out like a living snake, and aimed it at the man's neck.

"Wow! be careful!" but the other man easily dodged Bediwell's attack with a left swing, and shouted at the same time, "Don't attack! It's me, my friend!"

Bediwell recognized the voice and immediately stopped: "Solar?"

The werewolf was surprised to meet Solar in such a place: "Aren't you and Duke Gwen gone?

Solal scratched his head and approached Bediwell very uncomfortably: "It is true that Gwen and I have to leave here under surveillance, but he has thought of a way to stay a little longer, which is to find the bathroom"

Bediwell frowned: "Bathroom?"

"Yes, the bathroom. Solal shrugged: "Although the walls of this institute are all transparent, and we will not monitor our every move, but the walls of the bathroom are covered, and we can move freely inside." ＂

By the way, it dawned on Bediwell. The researchers who work here also have their own privacy, and it is impossible to go to the bathroom without resting at ease. So they covered the rooms that were used as restrooms with opaque wall panels or wallpaper, and in the entire institute, only the walls of those restrooms could not be seen through. Thanks to this, Gwen was able to have a certain amount of freedom of movement.

"So, uh, what about Lord Gwen?" asked Bediwell.

He cast spells in the bathroom. ＂

"What?!" Bediwell thought he had misheard.

He hid in the bathroom and used his smoke spell, releasing an almost transparent smoke. Seeing that Bediwell didn't understand, the magic swordsman Solal had to explain in detail: "This smoke can deflect the air, giving people the illusion of looking into the distance. ＂

The werewolf couldn't help but look confused: "I still don't understand"

"I'll show you myself. Watch well, my friend. Solar then walked out. At first, Bediwell could still see Solar's figure clearly, but when the magic swordsman walked out about ten yards, the werewolf noticed that Solaar's figure was gradually becoming blurred. When Solal walked to a position about fifteen yards away, Bediville even noticed that Solal's figure was completely integrated into his surroundings, and he was completely invisible in this transparent glass pyramid!

"This is amazing!" the werewolf sighed.

"It's not that magical, it's just a mirage-like phenomenon. Solar walked back: "Because the angle of the air deflection light is changed, at a distance, the ambient light around it will merge and obscure the human figure. ＂

Is it. It turned out that he was also secretly acting behind Gwen's back. The smoke released by the Knights of the Round Table had already spread throughout the glass pyramid, making it difficult to see in the distance, bringing great convenience to their next actions. In the remains of the pyramids, where even the walls have become so transparent, this particular optical smoke is really useful!

"But wouldn't the people in the institute notice it?"

"They won't be so easy to notice, at least not now. Solal smiled bitterly: "You can't see the abnormality when you look close, you must carefully observe the distance." However, the people in the institute are busy with the computer screens and various gadgets around them every day, and how many of them will actually raise their heads and look around to see if the people dozens of yards away are still there?"

It makes sense, but Bediwell was speechless. However, the werewolf frowned dissatisfiedly, "But thanks to you, wouldn't it be more difficult for me to find Elaine? I could have easily found the stupid bear through the wall." Now—"

"And now?" saw the werewolf pause in the middle of speaking, and Solal looked at Bedeville expectantly.

"Now I can only rely on my nose to find it little by little. Bediwell subconsciously rubbed his puppy's nose: "Fortunately, the range of our actions is much larger, and it is not easy to be seen, right?" ＂

"Yes, my friend. Solal smiled wryly.

Bediwell got up from the ground - and now he didn't have to hide himself in that crouching position. He took a deep breath, trying to find some scent of Elaine the White Bear in the air.

"Anyway, how did you find this place?" Bediville casually asked, tracing the tiny scent trails, "Even if you were able to move freely around this institute, you shouldn't have found this place so quickly?"

"Duke Gwen has used mark magic on you. Solal followed behind the werewolf and said indifferently, "Then he gave me this, and this one will throb and throb as soon as it gets close to you." ＂

Bediwell glanced at Soral's hand. It was a mass of smoke, but it looked like a cotton ball. It beats like a heart, and as Soral said, the closer the smoke gets to Bediville, the more intense and frequent it beats.

"It's amazing. Bediwell sighed involuntarily, "Those magic smoke used by Lord Gwen is simply omnipotent. ＂

"Because that's the power inherited from the ancient dragon race. Solal put the cigarette back in his pocket and explained in a low voice, "That's the breath of the ancient dragon." ＂

"Smokey dragon's breath? ＂

"Because the cologne are such a race. They are a race that has been extinct since time immemorial, and they are very different from today's dragons in terms of appearance and abilities, and their dragon breath is far beyond our imagination. ＂

"So Lord Gwen is also a member of the dragon hunter clan, and the power of the ancient dragon species has awakened in him, right?" asked Bedeville casually.

"Yes. Solar hesitated for a long time before he suddenly mustered up the courage to speak:

"My father, the King, is a member of the dragon hunters. ＂