Chapter 1392: The Battle of the Latent Teeth (8)

"Me?" Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, glanced at the guard, and while tucking the key back into his trouser pocket, he pressed his other hand secretly against the weapon hidden at his waist, "The villain is new here, this lord." It's normal that you haven't seen it. ＂

"Hmph—" The guard looked at Gwen suspiciously.

Bediwell peeked out through the small slit in the burlap bag to observe the guard's expression, and knew that something was wrong. Compared to the ordinary coolies of the docks, Gwen's face was too urbane, and his rugged beard could not hide the faint imperial domineering of the Knights of the Round Table. How could such a person be a street hooligan? Gwen's disguise is estimated to be seen through in less than half a second, right?

What to do? It seems that there is no other way but to kill this enemy!?Bediwell's hand moves in the slightest amplitude in the burlap bag, one hand pressed against the silver bracelet, ready to use time magic, and the other hand pressed against his tungsten tongue whip, ready to let the whip out of the bag and strangle the guard to death!

However, Gwen pinched the burlap bag so hard that it just hit Bedeville's neck, causing the werewolf to break out in a cold sweat. Gwen knew that Bedeville wanted to kill people, but he deliberately stopped the werewolf youth, it seems that the Knights of the Round Table have other plans?

"Well, we're carrying this cargo quite heavy, if you don't have anything else to do, can you let us go?" Gwen said.

The guard looked puzzled: "But you do have a little face"

He wanted to say something, but his face became more and more frozen, as if he had suddenly had a dementia. The werewolf peered through the mesh of the burlap sack and could faintly see some kind of slightly transparent smoke coming out of Gwen's body. The guard must have inhaled that smoke as well.

"Come on, my shoulder is sore. Gwen continued, "I've already told you I'm new here, and it's normal that you don't recognize my face, so don't worry too much." ＂

"But but," the guard looked at Duke Gwen for a long time, and the more he looked, the more confused he became, and at last he seemed to be deluded, and finally said vaguely, "Okay, you can go."

Gwen winked at Solal and pushed the door open, carrying the burlap bag into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Whew. The werewolf came out of the burlap bag and breathed a sigh of relief, "You used hypnotism on him just now?"

"Yes. "As long as he walks close enough, I can use the hypnotic smoke thick enough to make him change his mind without realizing it." I told him to think that I was just a coolie with nothing special, and to stop being suspicious of me. ＂

"What a handy ability. Bediwell sighed.

"It only works for guys who don't have a high IQ. Gwen laughed.

Bediwell shrugged his shoulders and didn't mention it again. He looked around the room, trying to find his way to the underground research institute in the dilapidated room that was empty except for them.

Everything in the room looked so natural, so old and shabby. If you don't know the secret, you'll think it's just a small break room for employees. But the werewolf could already vaguely feel some kind of air seeping from below, which was the air flow brought by the elevator moving up from the depths of the earth. If you look closely, you'll be able to find its location.

Then he found it in an instant. The air flow slowly seeped from under a table, and the dozens of air holes that were cleverly concealed next to the wooden legs at the bottom of the table. When Bediwell tried to move the table, he found that it was not moving, firmly fixed to the ground, and seemed to be part of the whole mechanism.

"Hmph, interesting. The werewolf motioned for his companions to come over, "What do you think of this?"

"It's obviously a mechanism," Gwen walked over and stood next to his chair to check it, "The elevator obviously needs to be activated by some kind of switch." The problem is that we don't know how to find it or how it works. ＂

"The biggest problem is that we don't have time to try slowly, and it wouldn't be good if we get bumped into by the next wave of porters—so I guess our powerful Knight of the Round Table, Lord Gwen, must have some way to find the elevator switch quickly, right?"

Ge Wen smiled indifferently, judging from his expression, he did have a way.

He reached out and let out a puff of green smoke from his sleeve. The smoke spreads around it, but it disperses at a very high speed, leaving only a thin layer of smoke in a specific place. The smoke seemed to glow, leaving a total of three fluorescent imprints on the floor next to the table, as well as on the table. The two on the ground appeared to be footprints, while the marks on the table looked more like those left by someone lying on them.

It looks like the imprint of the workers who used this elevator unit last time. And the fluorescence emitted by the smoke and dust should reflect what was left on the scene.

"It's the temperature, isn't it?" Bediwell understood in an instant.

"That's right. Seeing that one of his housekeeping skills had been so easily spotted by the werewolf youth, Gwen no longer concealed it, and nodded convincingly: "This kind of temperature-detecting smoke and dust can reproduce subtle temperature changes on the scene. It is clear that the last time the workers who used this elevator switch stood in both places and put the victims of their abduction on the table. Well, they didn't seem to touch anything near the table with their fingers, so—"

"Is it possible to start an elevator just by standing and lying down? Bediwell jumped on the table and lay down, "So, this is some kind of sophisticated pressure-sensing device?"

As the werewolf youth lay on the table, there was a slight clicker from under the wooden board of the table, and sure enough, Bediwell's reasoning was correct, it was some kind of pressure-sensing device. In fact, the workers in charge of the transportation do not need to press any more mechanisms, they only need to put the kidnapped person on this table, and the workers can stand in the correct position step by step to trigger the elevator switch.

This mechanism may seem simple, but in fact it is extremely ingenious. Those who know how to trigger this mechanism will naturally be able to trigger it easily, while those who do not know how to trigger it will be in vain no matter how long it takes, and will never be allowed to enter.

Seeing this, Gwen and Solal no longer hesitated, and moved to the two fluorescent footprints on the ground step by step. After two consecutive clicks, the entire floor near the table began to change.

It cracked. A square structure could be clearly seen through the crack in the floor, and an entire piece of floor near the table where they were in Bediville began to sink, as it turned out to be an elevator in its entirety.

"Hah, it's so precise. Bediwell couldn't help but admire, and sat up from the table.

Solal shrugged his shoulders and moved in the direction of the table, moving closer to Bediwell. Ever since Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, had been a silent swordsman, and Bedeville could clearly sense Solaar's estrangement from Duke Gwen. There may have been a lot of festive time between Solar and Duke Gwen. But this kind of thing is still not to ask, at least not to be picked out in person here.

As the elevator continues to descend, the surrounding scenery becomes darker and darker. The elevator, which consists of tables and floors, has no handrails and no safety measures, and relies only on the surrounding walls to prevent passengers from falling. But there is no lighting system on these walls, and as the elevators go down and the walls rise, the light falls from the zenith less and less, and you end up in almost darkness. Bediwell could only vaguely guess the speed of the elevator descent from the weightlessness he felt on his body, and this speed was very fast, roughly estimated to be ten yards per second.

"Not good. Gwen waited about a minute before he spoke, "How deep does the underground research institute have to be?" ＂

On the other hand, it also proves the strength of this Muhammad merchant group. Bediwell replied: "How much manpower and material resources must be mobilized to dig such a deep pit in the ground of Cairo to build a research institute?"

"Isn't it easy to do it with magic?" Solar, who was on the side, finally couldn't help but speak.

"No, magic isn't as versatile as you think. Bediwell shook his head: "In order to increase the strength of building materials, many building materials have enchantments in them. It is very difficult to move the enchanted building materials by magic, and most of the time they have to be carried by hand. And do you know how much it costs to get a magician from an ivory tower to help with the work? That's enough money to hire more than 300 ordinary coolies to do a simple job? ＂

"Is that so?" said Solal.

"You know a thing or two about magic, Mr. Beddywell. Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, asked tentatively, "Why would an orc know so much about the relationship between magic and architecture?"

"Because my deceased wife was a magician. Bediwell felt no need to hide it, so he replied casually in a low voice, "And he also served as an assistant to a well-known great mage in the ivory tower." ＂

"Dead wife?" Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, frowned slightly.

"Dead, along with my son, who was a few years old, was killed by a monster. Bediwell said indifferently.

"Oh. I'm sorry, Mr. Bediwell. ＂

"I'm sorry too. The werewolf youth smiled bitterly.

As soon as the two finished talking, the landscape outside the elevator suddenly became clear, and there were sporadic glimmers of light coming in from the outside. Bediwell frowned and took a second look, only to realize that there was a cave under this underground:

In the midst of a huge dark space, there is a huge pyramid that lies upside down in the ground!