Chapter 1356: Trapped in the Trick (28)

The intricate whip net covers one-third of the gap in the protective cover, and each "network cable" composed of whips constantly shines with arcs, making the entire power grid more dense and unbreakable!

The frantically surging golden scarabs had never expected Bedeville to come, and a large number of scarab golems crashed into the whip net, and were scorched black!

And these little golems, which are composed of a large number of delicate electronic circuits, have little resistance to electromagnetic wave radiation, and the arcs between the whip nets flash past them, enough to interfere with their internal circuits.

"Hmph!" Tristan was not to be outdone, and casually raised a cloud of ice mist. Ice mist spreads around, and it is a special ice mist created by the Fish-Man Prince with magic, which can work even in a hot and arid place like the Sahara Desert. The ice mist quickly stuck to the surrounding scarabs, freezing their feet to a crunchy! Of course, the insects still wanted to continue their movements, but as soon as they moved, their frozen wings and legs would break! A large number of golden scarab golems lost their wings and limbs, and fell weakly, unable to cause more trouble!

Evan even raised his shotgun and fired, the one in his hand was obviously a large-caliber photon scatter bullet, and the scattered particles seemed to have been deliberately controlled by the half-dragon youth, almost no bullets, and each shot could destroy a scarab beetle!

After destroying the large army of the Golden Scarabs, Bedeville also put away his whip net and began to hunt the remnants of the enemy with his whip. His whip is still electrified, so it has a much larger range than it seems. Everywhere the electric whip passed, a lot of insects fell, and the air where the original small insects were dancing was instantly emptied!

The first wave of enemies had basically been wiped out, and Bediwell had no time to take care of his teammates in the chaos just now, and then he remembered Gwen and the others, so he looked back. Tristan and Evan were unharmed except for a few minor cuts from the bugs, and one of the knights in the team suffered a moderate cut and quickly got back to his feet under the mage's treatment. The mages in front of the gap were not so lucky, two of the three mages died, all of them were cut by insects and died of hemorrhage, and the remaining mages stood a little farther away from the gap, and unfolded the protective shield in time to save their lives, only suffering a few minor injuries.

In the face of the surprise attack of the Golden Scarab Army, it is good to have this kind of result, right?

What about Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table? Of course Duke Gwen was fine, he didn't even have a bruise. But the werewolf youth couldn't understand what Gwen had just done, and the Knight of the Round Table was on guard with a sword and shield, but he didn't seem to help in the fight?

That's fine. Now that Bediwell is the commander, he doesn't have time to dwell on these little things, and it's better to get down to business.

"Assault!" the werewolf youth commanded. The combat team rushed in through the gap in the shield.

The shield opened by [Desert Ship] is actually mainly used to block the incoming sand. When it is buried deep in the ground, the shield is propped up like an umbrella, keeping the sand out of the hood. Of course, Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, had blasted a hole in the sea of sand with the Holy Spirit, and even pierced the protective shield of the sand ship. Bediville and the others jumped into the shield and landed on the flat deck of the golden ship. And above their heads is a shield that stretches out, like an eggshell, and beyond the "eggshell" is a sea of sand.

"Hmph. As soon as the werewolf's legs touched the ground, he let out a muffled grunt. As he had expected, the ship was under total lockdown, and the entrance to its deck was tightly closed.

"We came in, and then?" Tristan asked Bediwell in a slightly reproachful tone, "Please don't tell me you can't find your way in." Bediwell couldn't help but curse the Fish-Man Prince. He knew Tristan wouldn't be so good, and "highly recommended" Bedeville to be the commander of the operation. The Fish-Man Prince must have thought that Bediwell would not be able to invade the interior of the Golden Ship, so he recommended Bedivel as the commander. If this operation can't even invade the sand boats, it will be in vain, and all the responsibility will have to be blamed on the werewolf youth.

However, the corners of Bediwell's mouth rose, and he squeezed out a sneer: "There is a way, you can find it immediately." "Oh, of course there is a way. No matter how strong the Desert Ship's shell is, at least one of them has been damaged and is absolutely impossible to repair. That is, the left side of the ship approached the outer wall near the mechanical warehouse.

This is because King Arthur had previously used Black Flame to enchant Bediwell's Dragoon Cannon Gate. Those black flames come from the Exterminating Demon Sword, with the ability of [Law of Cause and Effect Erasure]. Cannonballs shot through the cannon with extinction black flames can erode the origin of everything in the world, turning [existence] into [nothingness]. As a result, that part of the wall of the sand ship became [never existed], and that part was hollowed out forever.

Bediville led the team to grope to the left side of the ship, and sure enough, the hole in the wall of the ship remained.

"It's weird, when did there be a hole here?" muttered Evan .

Bediwell smiled and didn't speak. Almost everyone in the world is affected by the changing laws of cause and effect, so that the process of changing that wall from [existing] to [never existing] is almost undetectable. Because it was so taken for granted, even Evan didn't notice that there was an extra hole here.

The only person who can perceive the [effects of the change in the law of cause and effect] in this world, apart from the user of the extinction of the Black Flame himself, Arthur, is probably only Bediwell, who [never existed in this world].

"Let's go inside. Bediwell unleashed a tungsten tongue whip and quickly made a path for his teammates to climb.

"What a handy whip. Duke Gwen smiled, and was the first to grab the werewolf's whip and let it go. Although he felt a little happy that he was deeply trusted, Gwen was really heavy, and Bediwell had to prop his feet on the armrest of the outer edge of the boat, and use all his strength to stabilize the whip.

"Hold on to me, don't let go. "When Gwen went down, Tristan followed.

Oh my God, I have to send everybody down with a whip. Bediwell felt extremely depressed, and it was a great responsibility to be the captain. By the time all the members of the team had been whipped down, Bediwell's arms were aching. He himself wrapped his whip around the edge of the sand boat and jumped into it through the hole in the wall.

"Are you all together?" asked the werewolf youth.

Tristan shrugged. Everyone except the Fish-Man Prince nodded. Bedeville was followed by Prince Tristan, Prince Evan, and the Knight of the Round Table, Duke Gwen, as well as two other mages and two knights. Bediwell couldn't help muttering in his heart that this unit was a little too numerous, and walking in the slightly narrow corridor in the sand boat would not only make it difficult to take care of each other, but would make the troops scramble, and it would only be more troublesome when attacked. Considering that Eve is most likely to send another army of golden scarabs, it is really not wise to go with a large army like this.

"We had to split the team into two. He didn't think much about it.

Tristan was immediately upset: "What? Do you want to disperse your precious forces in the enemy's hinterland?" Duke Gwen smiled: "I couldn't agree more with this proposal." "But, Lord Gwen!" the Fish-Man Prince glanced at Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, with a slight dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Bediwell is absolutely right. The terrain in the sand boat is narrow, and there are more likely unpredictable traps ahead, and large forces are useless in such a place. Splitting the current forces into two teams is the best option - well, and the numbers are right. A group of four is the foundation of Great Britain Team Battle Fundamentals. "Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, is clearly very good at commanding battles, and he is extremely organized.

"In this way, even if one of the teams is in distress, the other team will still be able to continue the task and even come to the aid of the unit in distress. So, do you have any questions?" Tristan and Evan were afraid to speak.

"So, how are you going to divide the squad, Mr. Bedwell?" Gwen asked the werewolf tentatively, as if he were the instructor and Bedeville was the student being tested.

The werewolf youth felt more and more pressure, and he scratched his head: "Tristan and Ivan are on a team, and there is a knight and a mage to escort them." I was on a team with Lord Gwen, and I was also escorted by a knight and mage. "Why is this grouping?" asked Gwen continued.

Bediwell was actually grouped like this when he was hot-headed, and when he was really asked, he couldn't help but be a little confused. But the werewolf youth doesn't like to make a fool of himself in front of others, especially in front of his nemesis, Prince Tristan, so he stubbornly explained: "This grouping method is to balance combat ability and search ability. I believe in the strength of Lord Gwen, and I believe in the strength of His Royal Highness Prince Tristan (he said it with great reluctance). I'll leave the battle to you. And I can use my nose and hearing to detect the traps along the way, and Prince Evan also has an eagle eye to find the way, whether it is a trap or an ambush, I can easily deal with it, right? "A very wise decision. Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, smiled again: "If I divide the team, I will be divided in the same way." Tristan wanted to take the opportunity to mock Bediwell, but when Duke Gwen said this, the fish-man prince did not dare to speak again.

"One more thing," Bedeville said, taking the opportunity, "Tristan and Evan are responsible for going to the captain's room to retrieve the merfolk's secret treasure [metal detector], and then come back to the data room to meet us." ＂