Chapter 1837: The Wheel of the Shining World (41)

"What?!" The werewolf youth only felt that there was a blank in front of him, and the original scenery disappeared in an instant, replaced by a deep darkness. But the darkness wasn't complete, and Bediwell could faintly see the reflections in the corners of the ceiling of the wall in the distance, and he knew he was in a room.

"It's really impressive that you've been able to get here. The golden apparition appeared in front of Bedwell, this time with a much clearer appearance, or perhaps because it was glowing and translucent, and it was not disturbed by other light sources in this dark room, that Bedeville could see more clearly.

It seems that there is no problem with thinking that this apparition is the apparition of Pharaoh Menes. The golden apparition was dressed in a very Egyptian style, very similar to the costumes of the pharaohs that Bediwell had seen in various history books, with a special crown on his head. Even if this man was not Menes, he must have been a pharaoh!

"You have great strength and superhuman skills, and the traps I have set may not be able to stop you. The Phantom who didn't have you continued, "But I won't give you the Pupil of the Sun so simply. If you really want him, go to the bottom of the pyramid. Before my tomb, the guardian of the sun awaits you. The Guardian will be your greatest and strongest enemy, so let him see if you really have what it takes to get the Pupil of the Sun!"

The illusion of Menes vanished, and in its place was a brightness. The walls of the originally dark room were like a special kind of lamp, which instantly shone brightly, even a little blindingly.

It took a long time for Bediwell to get used to the brightness, and what pulled him back from his daze to reality was the voice of Big Lawrence: "Old ------ ------! are you okay------?!

The call was particularly loud, coming from the other side of the hallway, and it was particularly harsh. Lawrence seemed to think that Bediwell couldn't hear, and specially dragged out his voice and shouted, which made Bediwell a little embarrassed.

"Don't scream so loudly!, I'm not deaf!" said the werewolf youth angrily.

It occurred to him that the group of scholars on Lawrence's side were still waiting for Bedeville to set up an anchor point for the teleporter, because the corridor behind him was filled with deadly traps that no normal person could break through alive.

The werewolf youth looked around, and the small, glowing room he was in seemed to be safe, with no more mechanisms. Setting up the teleporter's anchor point here should be fine.

"The anchor point will be set up in a moment, you guys wait!" the werewolf youth fiddled with the disc-shaped device on the ground and fiddled with it. The operation of the device is very simple, it seems that as long as it is fixed on the ground, and then press the small button in the center of the disc, it is set up. This is a gadget that originally existed for ease of use, and of course there is no need to overly complicated settings.

"Just press the button?" called out Bedeville, looking at Academician Zust on the other side of the hallway.

"Just press the button!" replied the other side.

"Okay...... Let's see what tricks you can play. The werewolf youth muttered in a low voice, setting the disc on the ground and pressing the button.

"Teleportation begins. The small disc on the ground began to stick out of the tripod and grip the ground firmly, as if to keep its body from shaking in the slightest during the teleportation process, so as not to make a mistake in the middle of the teleportation.

Whoosh! Big Lawrence was the first to be teleported. And the teleportation was not what Bediwell had imagined, he could see from afar that Lawrence had turned into a blue lightning bolt, swooping down the hallway to himself and landing in front of the disc-shaped teleportation anchor device.

"Are you alright, are you missing an arm or something?" Bedwell, looking Big Lawrence up and down. The guy looked fine, and although the clothes on his body were smoking, they were not on fire.

"Whew, I'm scared to death!" Big Lawrence jumped up and down with a pale face, checking his body, "It's the first time I've played with this kind of quantum decomposition teleportation." That one was faster than the teleportation beam of your ship, Boss, like a roller coaster. ＂

Another bolt of blue lightning shot from across the hallway, this time by Academician Zust.

"After going through, well, several failures, the technical level of this teleporter is actually very mature, and almost no one will die because of the teleportation failure. Academician Zust said comfortingly as he extinguished the fire on his shirt on his left shoulder.

"I believe it. The werewolf youth replied sarcastically, "I'm glad I don't need this." I don't want to drop a piece of meat in the process of teleporting. ＂

"I heard you say this------" Big Lawrence rubbed his lower abdomen, "how do I feel like the flesh in my belly has lost a little?"

"Just to help you lose weight. The werewolf youth said angrily. Then he saw that the scholars of the Brotherhood were also teleporting one by one using teleporters, and he couldn't help but wonder what Eric the strategist in charge of the back of the temple would do. This is a short-distance teleporter intended for human use, and it seems that it can only transmit a limited amount of mass at a time. The mass of that bulky wheelchair is clearly not suitable for being transported by a teleporter, is it------

Sou. With a burst of lightning, Eric had been teleported, and instead of being in a wheelchair, he was standing on his own two feet.

"Oh, of course. The werewolf youth remembered that Eric, the Strategist, could actually move without a wheelchair. It's not that he's not paralyzed, but he's paralyzed and seems to be able to use some kind of spell to control his body like a marionette.

"But what about the wheelchair?" the werewolf youth asked curiously when he saw the wheelchair dropped by Eric from a distance. Aside from being a tool that Eric, the Strategist didn't carry, it was actually a mobile arsenal. There's no reason for Eric to just give up his gear, right?

"It's easy to use a wheelchair. Eric reached out to the end of the hallway behind him, seemingly intently giving out a command. The wheelchair less than a hundred yards away was actually controlled by Eric's brainwaves, and it received the command, and immediately turned into a very solid, thick-looking steel ball, and floated in the air, flying towards the Bediwell group.

The mechanism along the way seemed to sense the wheelchair that had turned into a ball, and the spikes pierced out of the ground, trying to pierce it, but could not help its hard shell, countless jagged knife wheels appeared on the ground, but they collided with the steel ball and were bounced off, and the walls of fire passed by it, but the heat could not help it. Not to mention the acid pool, which floats away from it without touching it at all.

Then it flew unharmed through the corridors of the Disgruntled Organ and reached Eric the Strategist. Eric calmly reverted the steel ball-shaped wheelchair into a small floating wheelchair that could carry people, and sat on it himself.

Bedwell had a lot of things to complain about, but she didn't know where to start.

"You know what? If you had flown through this corridor in a wheelchair with the anchor point of the teleporter from the beginning, I would have saved a lot of work and risked my life. So Bediwell thought for a long time before he began to complain fiercely.

"Impossible. To make it sturdy enough, it doesn't have a lot of fancy features. Eric shrugged, "Even if it can fly through the hallway with the instrument, it doesn't mean it can install and activate the instrument." ＂

"You just need to put a robotic arm in it, won't it be able to act as you want?" Bediwell continued.

"Such a complicated thing...... Spare me. Academician Zust on the side couldn't help muttering.

It was only then that Bediwell remembered that it seemed to be the Melson Brotherhood who had made the final rearmament of the wheelchair. Although they had prepared a lot for the [excavation] operation this time, it was certainly not 100% prepared, and even the excavation time was suddenly advanced, and there were many unstable factors within the Brotherhood that were affecting the progress of the excavation work.

"Ask you first," Bediwell asked, glancing at the teleportation anchor device on the ground, "How many of these teleportation devices did you bring with you during this excavation?"

"It's not [one], it's [deputy]. Zust replied: "This short-distance teleportation device is used in pairs, with anchor points at both ends, and can and can only be used for point-to-point teleportation. Due to the high cost of the equipment, we only brought three officers this time. ＂

And this thing has already used up a pair. In other words, there are only two teleporters left for the Brotherhood to use next.

"What if we run out of all this stuff?" asked Bediwell, "Can we just cancel this excavation and go back?"

"Well, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. Academician Zust looked very optimistic, "Maybe the next mechanism won't be so difficult to break through?"

"Whew. Bediwell laughed indifferently at Academician Zust's naivety.

"This way. Eric, the Strategist, didn't comment on the conversation between the two, and the floating wheelchair he was sitting in had moved to the edge of the room and found his way down. Unlike the previous path, the stairs down are wide and bright. It doesn't seem like there will be more traps for this kind of stairwell, right?) (And there were no traps in the narrow staircase before.) ）

"You don't have to explore the way this time, do you?" said Bediwell, smiling wryly. Maybe he will encounter some pharaoh's phantom talking to him when he walks ahead again.

"It's still necessary to be vigilant. Let's go down. Eric ignored the werewolf youth's taunts and steered his wheelchair downward.

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