Chapter 2242: Dark Forest (6)

"This pit is so deep. What next, go straight down the drawbridge?" Bediville crouched in the shadows at the edge of the cavern, looked at the crumbling drawbridges, and asked, "This is definitely a trap. ＂

"It's a trap indeed. Arthur snorted. Walking on the suspension bridge is really dangerous, and if you are attacked by the enemy on the suspension bridge where you can't guarantee a steady stand, you can almost say that you are dead. And the witch hiding in this cave seems to have quite a lot of animals to control, not to mention the wolf, she can even control things like death scorpions, if she can also control some flying creatures to attack intruders through the drawbridge, Arthur will not find it strange at all. Walking on a drawbridge and being attacked by flying creatures such as flocks of birds is no joke.

But there is no other way to go but the obvious trap of the drawbridge. No, the rocks are so slippery that unless you have special climbing tools, you can carve out a crevice in the hard rock and install climbing spikes that you can stand on, or you will inevitably fall down in the process of climbing. Falling from this height is shattering, and you should not try it indiscriminately. And it's possible to be attacked by flying creatures when you walk on a suspension bridge, so you don't necessarily have to climb a rock without being attacked, right?

"Do you want to help, Arthur?" Bediwell saw that the Knight King was still hesitating, so he volunteered, "I can turn back into a human wolf, and see if I can grasp those rocks with my claws and lower them little by little." Just like carrying you into the Warrior's Grave before, this time you can also hold my neck and go down with me, which will be safer than walking on the drawbridge. ＂

"Nope. Arthur thought for a moment: "You can climb the rock in your own way, and be on guard by the way." I'll still take the suspension bridge. ＂

Arthur can be said to be a burden during the climbing process in Bedeville, his weight can make the wolf's movement less flexible, and in the event of an enemy attack at any moment, even a minute or second of slowness can be fatal. What's more, Bediwell's hands and feet are occupied during the climb, and he can't fight back and can only flee all the way, and the situation is even more unfavorable if he reduces his flexibility.

"Is that so...... That's fine. Bediwell replied. He didn't argue with Arthur, probably because the situation he had in mind was not much different from what Arthur had in mind. It also proves that he doesn't have much room for himself, so he can only choose the best solution.

The big white wolf turned into a muscular human wolf. Although the physique had the outline of a human, it was more like a beast, with fangs and claws full of bestiality.

"Stay safe, Arthur. Only his speech was not full of bestiality, and the strong man-wolf jumped out and grabbed the slippery rock wall in an instant.

Arthur's idea was roughly right, and now the human wolf Bediwell used only one arm and one leg to successfully fix himself to the rock wall with his sharp claws, and also freed up one hand and one foot. He did it under his own weight. If he had carried the Knight King on his back, and added the weight of Arthur (even though he was now using the body of a teenager), and the weight of Arthur's various equipment, the situation would have been different.

Now able to climb rocks and move nimbly on the rock face, Bediville was able to support Arthur in an emergency, and the situation became that Arthur was the only one walking the drawbridge, which greatly increased safety in all aspects.

Still, there are a lot of uncertainties. The specifics can only be played on the spot

Arthur boldly took a step forward and stepped on the drawbridge.

The old wooden bridge was fastened with thick hemp rope, and in this way it looked like a bridge. The planks and thick hemp rope have been left in this kind of cave for a long time, and gradually they are also infected with the moisture in the cave, and they look damp and moldy, and they will break down at any time. Walking on such a suspension bridge is neither safe nor low-key. Even as Arthur squatted on tiptoe and moved slowly, his weight still weighed down on the planks and hemp rope under his feet with each step, making a strange creaking sound. It was impossible to sneak on such a drawbridge, so it was better to run the road and run to another rock-carved foothold ten yards away. But running has become impossible, Arthur walked on the suspension bridge like this, it felt like it was about to collapse, if Arthur ran faster, maybe the whole suspension bridge would snap and break in two. Even if it continued, the damp and moldy old planks under Arthur's feet didn't seem to be able to hold the weight of Arthur's one foot on him as he ran with all his might. In the worst-case scenario, the plank under Arthur's feet suddenly cracked, and Arthur fell through the hole in the bridge created by the broken plank and fell into the bottomless abyss below.

It's not an exaggeration to say that this is a natural risk. Arthur walked cautiously, not only spreading the pressure on his legs evenly on the two planks of the drawbridge, but also holding the thick hemp rope on both sides with his hands, thinking that this would at least reduce the pressure on the planks under his feet. Arthur, who crossed the bridge with his hands and feet in a strange posture of half-squatting and half-walking, actually didn't even have the spare strength to meet the enemy with his free hands, and if he was attacked by the enemy from the air at this time, the situation would probably be very bad.

In that case, he would have to rely on Bedeville's support, and Arthur only hoped that the stupid wolf would help him divert the enemy, at least until Arthur reached the rocky platform ahead. Arthur, who was down-to-earth there, was able to draw his sword and join the battle.

But the more he didn't want it to happen, the more likely it was to happen. Less than a third of the way had passed, and there were at least six yards to reach the platform in front of them, and a strange murmur was already ringing around them.

Although he couldn't understand what it was, Arthur knew that it was not a natural occurrence, but a sound or cry from an ambush hiding in the dark. He quickened his pace------ about twenty-five percent faster------ moving forward without breaking the drawbridge. However, his acceleration was of little use, and the enemy attack that should have come came.

The "darkness" that is surging around is actually a swarm of bats. The number of visual inspections is at least three hundred. And every individual has a palm-sized, strong, and violent vampire bat. These bats have a very rare colony in Africa, but they are classified as a highly monitored and dangerous animal because they are contagious, and their appearance is very special and easy to recognise, King Arthur was informed when he went to Egypt on official business, and remembered the appearance of these vampire bats. Although he knew from the beginning that he might be attacked while crossing the drawbridge, the fact that he was attacked by such a dangerous vampire bat, and the fact that the other party was still flocking to Arthur on a large scale, still surprised the Knight King.

Ordinary people may be too frightened to move, or at least stay for a few seconds, losing the most important opportunity to escape. But King Arthur was a man who had experienced great winds and waves, and even if he was stunned, he was only half a second, followed by the countermeasures that his mind had come up with in a tenth of a second------

Fighting? Impossible. Messing around on such an unstable suspension bridge will only accelerate the destruction of the suspension bridge and allow you to fall. And even if he fights, he can't deal with the swarms of vampire bats coming from every direction, and even if the drawbridge is not broken, he can't drive away the swarms of bats.

Running away at an accelerated rate is not good. The drawbridge is so broken, Arthur runs faster and it will inevitably break, and Arthur will still fall off the bridge and die. Maybe after he falls to the point of meat sauce and dies, the damn bats will suck the blood out of his bloody corpse.

You can't fight, you can't run, so the only thing you can do next is to ------

Without even thinking about it, the Knight King raised the Seraphic Sword and unleashed the [Spellbreaker].

Boom------ white, holy light spread out from the bladeless blade (actually the scabbard) in such a wide range that it almost covered the entire cave. This is an explosion of photons, but the impact force that accompanies it can actually be controlled to a very small size (even Arthur himself can't say exactly how it is controlled, but he can control the size of the shock wave when he consciously controls it). The explosion shook the entire drawbridge where Arthur was, but it held on. The strong light and impact of this photon explosion drowned out the vampire bats that were surging from all directions, shaking them out in an instant!

According to Arthur's thoughts, these vampire bats should have been raised by the witch in this cave, and it is even possible that the witch used some kind of mind control spell to control the intruders in this deep cave with a drawbridge. If they were controlled, [Spellbreaker] would have exploded enough to undo the mind control spells cast on the vampire bats, so that they would no longer listen to the witch's commands. If they weren't being controlled, and were simply following their biological instincts to suck Arthur's human blood, then it would be simpler enough to keep the vampire bats away and send them scattered. Because bats are originally animals that dwell in darkness, their eyes have adapted to the darkness, but at the same time they have degenerated to the point of fear of bright light. In addition to the impact, there is also a strong light, which is actually the excess light emitted by photons escaping at high speed in all directions. This light is enough to flash the eyes of the vampire bats who are afraid of the light, and they are afraid that even their eyeballs will feel a burning pain when they are directly hit by this strong light!

Arthur's guess was correct, the spellbreaker did disperse the bat swarm, and the vampire bat swarms that had surrounded the blonde boy from all sides were instantly pierced by the strong light and dispersed. The bats were not only blinded by the bright light, but also stunned by the impact, and many bats began to fly in all directions, crashing into their companions at the same time, hurting each other. Some of the weaker individuals were stunned and fell like raindrops!

But------

Arthur could clearly hear the cracking sound of something beside him, which was a hemp rope on the drawbridge.

The range of his movements was still too large, and the planks and hemp ropes on the suspension bridge could not withstand his tossing and turning, and began to break!

"Run!------" shouted Bediwell, who was waiting on the other side of the drawbridge.