Chapter 1548: Dream Broken in Qiming (27)

Meanwhile, on Bediwell's side. The werewolf youth had an appointment with King Arthur, so as soon as he left the infirmary, he rushed to the bridge of the ship.

As soon as the werewolf youth stepped into the bridge, he found that King Arthur had found a chair there to sit down and was waiting for him.

"Arthur. There were only two people here, Beddivi and Arthur, and the werewolf youth was not polite to his old friend, and asked straight to the point: "What should we do next?

"No, we're going to do Uncle Ark's search right here, and right here we are. "The Knight King said mysteriously.

"Right here, but it's at least half a distance from South Africa!?"

"It's okay, Bediville. King Arthur smiled and took out two headbands from his arms: "Remember this?"

"It's this again. Bediwell's face immediately lengthened when he saw the headband. Of course he remembered it. He had been semi-forced by Constantine to wear this headband, and found out that it was actually a newly developed long-range reconnaissance prop in Great Britain.

With this, the artificial spirit in the headband can be released, and the user of the headband can control the activities of the artificial spirit from a distance like a remote control, so as to achieve long-distance detection. Although this still has a lot of technical flaws.

"There's only three of them in all of Great Britain at the moment, Bediwell. King Arthur smiled and said, "One is in your hotel room, and the other two are in my hand." However, these two are improved and add some new features based on the experimental data collected previously. ＂

"I still don't understand, Arthur. Bettiwell didn't bother to listen to the new features, instead asking the most important question: "What about the artificial spirit after using these headbands to release the artificial spirit? And is it really okay for such a conspicuous thing as the Holy Spirit to be used in broad daylight? Wouldn't it be regarded as a ghost running rampant in the streets by passers-by, causing a huge commotion?"

"Bediwell, it's time for you to study physics seriously. Arthur then laughed a little sarcastically, "Spirits are made up of photons, and photons can move at speeds close to the speed of light. It's only a matter of seconds to fly from here to Pretoria. ＂

"Oh-" The werewolf youth blushed, "but-"

Without waiting for the werewolf youth to continue, the Knight King continued to retort: "And it is precisely because the spirit body is composed of photons, when it does not want people to see it, it can actually become completely transparent. We manipulated these [ghosts] to walk down the streets, and passers-by were completely blind. So we can stalk whoever we want, and the other party doesn't even know that we're being followed. ＂

"Ugh. All right. The werewolf youth felt a little embarrassed.

"Then, Captain, please take a seat. The Knight King said jokingly, handing the headband to Bedeville.

"Do you really want to do this, Arthur?" the werewolf took the headband, still a little hesitant, "Right here?"

"This should be the safest place in the world, right? no one will know that we are hiding here to use the headband, let alone be assassinated by the sudden appearance of the Assassins. Arthur said, "If you don't feel safe, you can order the ship's AI to lock the bridge door." ＂

"Good. That's it. Bedivel then said, "Eve, lock the door of the bridge until I give another order." ＂

"Understood, Captain. The navigation system replied. The gate of the Desert Boat, made of a special alloy and containing a large number of high-tech crystallizations of the ancient gods and human races, was firmly locked. Bediwell sat in the captain's seat, just about to put on the Scout Bracelet that controls the Holy Spirit.

"Then again, Bedi," the Knight King stretched his muscles and sat comfortably, "have you thought of a new name for this ship?"

"What? Wouldn't it be better to just call it a desert ship?"

"Are you sure?" Arthur snorted, "It's rare that the ship has been remodeled, the appearance has changed, and the owner has changed, and now that you are the captain, do you really plan to continue to call your ship by the nondescript name [Desert Ship]?"

"But...... I can't think of a good name for a while?" the werewolf youth was worried. Suddenly asked him to rename a ship, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

"Keep using the old name or start a new name, whatever you want. The Knight King put on his headband and said, "But if you really want to change your name, you'd better hurry up and think of a new name." A spaceship of this magnitude cannot fail to register its nationality, otherwise it is illegal to cross the airspace of any country. If you want to register the ship's country of origin in Great Britain, you have to give it a name. Once you've registered a name, you can't change your name, if you insist on using [Desert Boat]—"

Then it will only be called the Ship of the Desert forever? Bediwell wondered. That's really embarrassing.

However, anyway, the matter of changing the name is not too urgent, so you can ignore it for the time being. With this in mind, Bediwell put on his headband and adjusted his position in his seat. The headring was working as it should, and not long after the werewolf youth put it on, his eyelids became extremely heavy, his consciousness began to blur, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Then his horizons expanded again, and he appeared as a spirit. Or, in other words, Bediwell, who had fallen asleep with his headband in his headband, now remotely controlled a spirit that appeared in the same place and continued to move.

"Bediville. Another spirit appeared next to the spirit controlled by the werewolf youth, and King Arthur's voice was heard: "Can you hear me?"

"Arthur?" Bediwell's manipulated spirit turned to look at the other person, "This spirit can speak?"

"It's not that it's capable of talking, it's something like some kind of telepathy, it's only common between spirits. The spirit controlled by the Knight King said, "In the same way, you can see me because you are now controlling a spirit. Spirits can see each other, but others can't see us. ＂

"Is it really invisible?" Bediwell was a little worried, after all, the spirit that King Arthur was now in control was a glimmering white thing, its outline was extremely clear, and it looked vaguely like a young man - somewhat similar to King Arthur.

Bediwell looked at his own hand, or rather the hand of a spirit, which was very close to a human hand.

"Bedi, come here. King Arthur ignored the werewolf youth's doubts and walked to the stage in the control room. There, the list of characters given by the previous shadow agent had been neatly spread out on the table.

"Can you remember the list?" asked Arthur.

"That's a lot of list...... It's okay to just remember the ones that are circled. The werewolf youth replied truthfully. His memory is not too good, and it can only be said that it is at the level of an average person.

"Well, try to remember, I'm just on the safe side. The Knight King said, as if he had memorized most of the list.

Bediville glanced at the list again, remembering as many people as he could. When he realized that he had almost remembered, he nodded at the spirit controlled by the Knight King.

"Good. So let's go. Arthur said, and walked out of the window of the bridge. Because King Arthur controlled only a spirit, it could easily pass through walls. Without hindrance, it reached the deck of the Ship of the Desert.

The spirit controlled by Arthur looked up at the sky, calculated the direction, and then stretched out a hand towards the spirit controlled by Bedeville, who was following up: "South Africa is here, follow me." ＂

"Do you want to fly over?"

"Yes. Haven't you ever tried flying with spirits?" King Arthur smirked slyly, "It's a fun experience." ＂

The werewolf youth shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward to grab the hand of the spirit controlled by King Arthur. The spirit controlled by the Knight King suddenly jumped from the ground and took the spirit controlled by Bedeville into the air.

"If you've never experienced it before, flying at full speed all of a sudden can be a scary experience. Arthur said, "Do you want to speed up slowly, let you get used to it first?"

"No, let's fly over there. Bediville said.

"So—"

Whoosh!--Before Bediwell could react, the two spirits were already flying at super-high speed.

"Whoa, a

"I said you, as for you...... King Arthur, who was flying at great speed, couldn't help but say.

Arthur could have conjured wings and had experienced the sensation of flying at breakneck speed countless times in the air a long time ago, so he certainly wouldn't be intimidated by this near-speed flight. Bediwell, on the other hand, saw everything in his vision pass by like a torrent, everything was so fast, and so dizzying, it was only natural that the werewolf youth was frightened.

"Uh-huh-" Bediwell looked like he wanted to vomit, but the person he was manipulating now was a spirit, and the spirit couldn't vomit.

"Do you want to slow down?" Arthur asked.

"Still slow-"

"Uh, here it is. The Knight King said jokingly, and suddenly stopped.

The two spirits flew at nearly the speed of light, and in an instant, they crossed most of Africa, from the Red Sea to Pretoria, the capital of South Africa. The flight of the spirits is not much different from the teleportation techniques commonly used by mages, and may be a little slower than the teleportation techniques. But after all, Earth is a small planet, and teleporting from one place to another in an instant is just a piece of cake.

Looking at the city from this distance is a sight to behold. The huge city is full of high-rise buildings and traffic, which should be magnificent, but from the sky, it is all so small, and the vehicles on the ground are like a colony of crawling ants.

"Now that we're here, let's go into the city. Bediville said.

"Nope. "The spirit manipulated by the Knight King pulled the spirit manipulated by Bedeville. It reached out and tapped it in mid-air, hitting an invisible barrier.

"There's an enchantment. Arthur said.