Chapter 1851: The Wheel of the Glory of the World (55)

The deadly explosion of the aperture pressed head-on, almost smudging Bediwell's face!

The distance of the attack was so close that Bediwell could hardly dodge, and if this heavy attack hit, he couldn't even stop the incinerating fire, and if he lifted the incineration fire, Bediwell would immediately be attacked by the thousands and hundreds of small insect limbs with bayonets!

"Not yet!!" However, the tungsten turtle tongue whip in Bediwell's hand had been thrown out, and the werewolf youth didn't even think about dodging, he planned to use the whip to forcibly block the opponent's attack!

The pointed dagger at the end of the whip instantly stuck to that aperture, driving the aperture to fly together! Bediwell was already extremely close to his opponent at this time, and it was a little unrealistic to forcibly shake off the oncoming aperture, so he manipulated the whip and directly threw back the explosive aperture stuck to the end of the whip, letting it explode on the face of the sun bug!

The aperture exploded, and countless photon fragments scattered out, hitting in all directions! Bediwell had a burning body of fire, and the lethality of the photon fragments could be completely ignored, but the sun worm with a heavy carapace ate the explosion of the aperture on its face, and at the same time it was drenched by the scattered fragments, and its shell had become tattered! The point is that it was smashed by the explosion of the photon, and the sun worm received a lot of impact, it couldn't stand on its feet at all, and the centipede-like lower body began to twist backwards, and its whole body fell backwards!

Bedwell had already taken the opportunity to fall on the chest of the sun worm, and he stood in front of the hard shell of the big monster's chest torn by the previous explosion, raised the golden tungsten turtle tongue whip, and stabbed at the crazy spinning golden ring in the huge monster's body!!

The dagger at the end of the tungsten turtle's tongue whip hits the sun god's sun wheel!

No, it's not so much [hitting] as [fusion]. The pointed dagger at the end of the whip originally contained the fragments of the golden gem, and at this moment it was not as simple as hitting the sun wheel, the fragments of the gold and gem were almost attracted by the sun wheel, and the two had a strong attraction to make them bond with each other as they approached!

Bediwell could also clearly see a golden light detached from the pointed dagger and merged with the golden ring that glowed with a warm white light. It reverts itself!

The frantically spinning Sun God's sun wheel began to slow down, and the satellite-like balls flying around it also stopped flying, and finally attached to the outside of the golden ring like a magnet, forming an orderly and tight ball array.

The sun god's sun wheel has ceased to function.

With the cessation of the sun wheel, the sun worm gradually gave up its resistance in a violent convulsion. As the frequency of the convulsions faded rapidly, so did the light on its body, and its shell changed from a shiny black to a gray stone-like color. This huge monster is indeed a kind of golem, and the source of its power is the sun god's sun wheel. Just cut off this source of power, and it will shut down completely!

"Whew, it's finally ...... Bediwell breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh?!" However, there was a flash of golden light in front of him, and the werewolf youth couldn't help but snort, and in a panic tried to withdraw his hand. ......

It's too late. It only takes half a second for the sun god's sun wheel to go from a standstill to a reverse rotation. In half a second, it spun in the opposite direction, and as if it had been automatically snapped past, it flew upwards along the straight body of the tungsten tortoise tongue whip, and it flew towards Bedeville's arm!

"Wait, what?!" Before Bediwell could react, the sun god's sun wheel had already landed on Bediwell's arm, and it turned into something like an armband, tightly wrapping Bediwell's left arm, and fixing it to about three inches below his armpit!

"Whoa!" Bediwell, who was frightened, reached out and tried to pull the armband off, but it was so tight that the werewolf youth couldn't move at all!

At that moment, Bediville even felt the heat that almost scorched his arm. But wait, his left arm was originally a prosthetic leg, a prosthetic hand made of special Mithril memory alloy, it doesn't feel pain, and it can't feel heat or cold!?

This is...... Illusion is not real heat, but something similar to telekinesis, which directly transmits [feelings] to the human brain and affects people's sensory feelings. Even if Bediwell's arm was just a prosthetic, the sensation of the arm being burned by the heat was still there!

More than that, Bediwell could feel a flood of information pouring into his mind, even though it was so large and specially encrypted that Bedivel couldn't understand what it meant. But there are some images that can be understood directly in front of Bediwell's eyes, and he sees some pictures!

[That emperor, in the twilight of his life, in order to live forever, did everything he could, searching all over the world. ］

[The emperor, who found what he thought would bring eternity, was aware of the darkness hidden within, a conspiracy that had been laid out for a long time.] ］

[The emperor sealed the darkness in a state of panic, trying to postpone the inevitable destruction.] ］

[But everyone knows that one day, the forces that have been sleeping in the dark abyss will fully awaken to their deaths.] ］

[They will summon the Old Gods and sacrifice humans as tribute, and then they will receive the secret method of true immortality from the Old Gods.] ］

[And humanity will perish.] ］

[So, stop this from happening anyway!]

[The sun cannot fall into the hands of the wicked!]

[O man of fate.] ］

[Are you the one who made it all turn again, or the one who made it all end?]

"Woo!" Bedivel snorted, feeling his head swell as he felt like it was going to explode. It was the result of a large amount of information that he could not comprehend, forced into his mind.

Blood poured from Bediwell's wolf nose, and he felt like part of his brain was about to be squeezed out of his nostrils.

However, the sharp head pain did not last long, and soon, all this stopped, and Bediwell had a chance to catch his breath!

"Mr. Bediwell?" the fog even began to thin out, and a figure cut through the fog to find the werewolf youth.

Bediwell was half-kneeling on the ground------ or rather the massive remains of the sunworm------ and looked away. It was none other than Eric the Strategist in a floating wheelchair who had come looking for him. Yes, this is also a matter of course, when Eric was about to escape with Bedeville, but the tentacles of the sunworm reached out and kidnapped the werewolf youth, causing Bedeville to force a fight with the monster. The Brotherhood found out that Bediwell was left behind, so it was only natural that they should send someone to find Bediwell. It's just how long has it been since the battle? At least ten minutes, right?

"You're too late. The werewolf youth complained as he covered the sun god's sun wheel with his sleeves.

"Uh, late?" said Eric, the strategist, with a puzzled look on his face, "It's been less than three minutes since you were dragged into the fog by the tentacles." ＂

"Really?" Bediwell wondered. The battle ended quite quickly, but certainly not in three minutes. However, Beddivi did initially use [Time Elixir] to speed up his senses, causing the world in front of him to be close to [slowing down]. Could it be that the Time Elixir had always had some kind of special effect until it completely failed, accelerating Bediwell's senses, making him feel like there were more than ten minutes of battle, but in fact it was only three minutes?

I'm afraid this will become a mystery that will never be solved.

"Did you do that?" said Eric, looking at the remains of the huge guardian who had turned stone to death-gray.

It doesn't seem right to say that it's a corpse, it's just a golem, there is no difference between life and death, it's just that it has lost its source of power and has stopped, and has become a pile of scrap metal that can't move. It may not even be iron, but something else. ------ Bediwell's head has been cranky, thinking about a bunch of what he has and what he doesn't. Only then did he realize that there were still drugs affecting his consciousness and making his mind overactive.

You could say that. The werewolf youth then collected his mood and replied, trying to stand up. But he actually had a wound on his leg, which was just a casual paste of medical gel and a rough bandage with rags, and it hurt as he moved around at will.

"Alright, relax, don't resist. Once again, Eric put his arm on Bediwell's shoulder. As before, the werewolf youth began to be lifted into the air by some mysterious force, and floated up like Eric: "Let's go to a safe place and find a way to deal with your wounds." Your face looks terrible. ＂

Bediwell didn't answer, and a casual "um" was counted as an answer. He was too lazy to answer, and just let the other party drag him away. The fatigue after the battle made him sleepy, and although it was not to the point that he would fall asleep immediately, it made the werewolf youth lazy.

"Then again, that's amazing. Eric, the strategist who had dragged Bedeville away, turned his head thoughtfully at the body of the sun worm and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "How did you do that?"

In Eric's opinion, the werewolf youth used a mysterious stunt to kill this seemingly extremely powerful monster in an instant within three minutes after being taken captive------ the truth is of course quite different from his guess.

However, there is one thing that no one can deny.

On the chest of the giant bug-shaped golem, on top of the unusually hard and heavy shell, there was a huge crater that was ten feet deep and at least twenty feet in diameter. The peculiar shape, the peculiar rift, was obviously destroyed from the inside out by some powerful spell.

The werewolf youth in the midst of the fierce battle did not notice this, and could not have understood the astonishing power of this destructive force. Even Bediwell himself didn't know how terrifying the spell he had used before was.