Chapter 947: Seeking the Hidden in the Center of the Earth (20)

At the same time (?), at 9 p.m., on the top of Mount Jilimanjaro in the East African Plateau.

"Whew, whew, whew. Albert gasped and finally climbed the cliff: "Finally, it's finally here?" "Come on." The werewolf Bediwell, who had been waiting on the edge of the cliff, reached out and pulled the tiger by the hand, and asked worriedly, "Is there really nothing wrong with your body, Al?" "Question? Of course, he would not remember that he had been tormented by altitude sickness half a day ago, and he had almost lost his life. Now, the well-fed tiger has climbed to the summit of Mount Jilimanjaro, a place much higher than anywhere else in the East African highlands.

Was it because he had rested enough, and the tiger's own ability to recover suppressed the alpine symptoms? But Al doesn't seem to have any major problems (for the time being) except that he is a little tired from climbing the mountain, so he should be able to get through it, right?

"You're so slow. Palamides was already calling out on the other side of the cliff, his two sons behind him, and Elaine the White Bear: "Almost everyone is assembled, if you don't hurry up, the exam will begin!" "Sorry, a certain cat doesn't seem to be good at climbing." Bediwell helped Albert, who was tired and half dead, to walk over to join Palamides and the others, and saw a piece of snow behind the group, but felt dazed: "Say... Shall we assemble here?What about the others?" "Hehe, guess what?" the Leopard Man Warrior grinned, pretending to be mysterious.

The werewolf wasn't stupid either, and when he saw that the snow around him was a little suspiciously empty, he knew right away that something was wrong. He crouched down and pinched a snowball and threw it at an open space in front of him.

Sou.

The snowball did not fall on the snow as Bediwell had expected, but instead passed through the snow and disappeared.

It's as if the snow is made up of air.

"Optical projection. The werewolf muttered immediately.

"That's right, that's smart. The big cat walked towards the air and snow, and half of his feet were covered by the phantom of the snow, as if he had walked into a snowy lake: "Come on, just jump here." "Beneath the illusion of the snow, there may be a pit waiting for them, or perhaps a trap. But the leopard warrior had already jumped down with a big grin, and the others had to follow.

"Al, can you jump on your own?" the werewolf asked.

The tiger had already gasped for breath at this time, and hurriedly pushed the werewolf away, pretending to be casual: "I'm not a child, I don't need you to take care of it everywhere." Bedivel was furious: "Yes, it is better to do so. Then you go--" Kick! The werewolf kicked the tiger into the snow with a vengeance.

Before Albert was ready, he was suddenly kicked by the other party, and the whole person immediately lost his balance and flew out and fell into the snow!

"Wha

His head landed on something soft, presumably some kind of cushion.

Huh, it's so soft, it's so elastic. The tiger felt that the mat felt good, so he reached out and pinched it a few more times.

Oh, what a wonderful touch, it's like touching heaven - an exclamation bursts: "Whoa, a

The tiger man had just gotten up, dizzy and had not yet understood what was going on, but he didn't expect Chanel to rush up, grab the tiger's shirt with one hand, and slap the tiger in the face with the other hand: "Perverted pervert! Look you still dare to take advantage of me!" "What's going on?" Bediville jumped down just as soon as he saw Chanel striking Albert violently, not only amused.

Palamides forced a laugh: "Mademoiselle Chanel came to see the situation, and the stupid tiger just fell on her when it fell." "And I rubbed it a few more times. Zhalfir added, holding his abdomen, already laughing.

"Uh......h Albert was finally liberated by Chanel at this time, and the tiger with a swollen face walked over helplessly to join the werewolf group: "What the hell is going on, that woman." "It's you who are bad, Dead Cat. Bediwell criticized mercilessly, looking with a delightful gaze at the tiger's balloon-like face.

Chanel, the Knight of the Holy Lily, crossed her hands in front of her chest to protect her chest, as if she was afraid that the tiger would be rude to her: "Seeing that you are so energetic, it seems that my worries are unnecessary." Then I'm leaving, you guys do it for yourselves, huh!" "Yes... The werewolf felt very helpless that he was also angry for no reason, and he watched Chanel leave, and looked at the assembled candidates in the direction that the elf girl walked out.

After the first trial, there are about 100 candidates left.

At the farthest point from Bedevenel and the others, on the other side of this hidden cave, were Tristan and Evan. They were the "chiefs" of the first exam, the first to arrive at Mount Jilimanjaro, and were currently enjoying special treatment, wearing a fairly well-looking suit of armor and a decent weapon.

The werewolf glanced again, and before the exam began, the powerhouses that Zhalfir and Segrade had introduced on the deck of the battleship were basically in the crowd.

Not to mention the magic swordsman Solal who traveled with Bedeville and others, even the gladiator Bereld, the sharpshooter Farris, the poisoner Beite, the great mage Logan, the Warcraft messenger Descartes, the scimitar Moron, the warrior priest Jodar, the dragon knight Doha, the strategist Lawrence, the giant Nimitz, the Viking warrior Hillhardt...... These guys are all there.

Moreover (with the exception of Solal), the two cats made a point of reminding the group that most of them were well-equipped - for the simple reason that they had arrived at Mount Jilimanjaro early and had received an additional bonus from the exam-organizers.

If Bediwell had a deeper understanding of weapons and a more detailed observation of these competitors, he should have been able to infer the ranking of the crowd from the weapons in the hands of these candidates. However, staring at other candidates all the time is not a good thing, and it will only attract unwarranted hostility. When many of the candidates put away their weapons and avoided Bediwell's visit, the werewolves had no choice but to turn their attention away so as not to provoke the fellows any longer.

Bediwell could only sigh in his heart, they had gone through a lot of hardships to reach Mount Jilimanjaro, only to find that this group of candidates had arrived earlier and more easily than Bediwell's group. What a powerful group of monsters this is?――

Of course, there is one thing that Bediville overlooks. The metal prosthetic leg of the werewolf's left arm hides the White Diamond of the Holy Spirit of [Holy Spirit - Forest Cabin]. Spirits all have the property of attracting each other. Bediville and their people have worked hard all the way, constantly being attacked by various spirits, and a large part of it is because of this white diamond that is doing trouble.

Other candidates were not so unlucky. Among the more than 100 candidates, there is actually no shortage of lucky guys, and they haven't even encountered a single battle on the road.

Whether that's good or bad, only God knows.

"Ahem, candidates, please be silent!" a voice rang out from the crowd, it was Knight of the Round Table Kador. As soon as he began to speak, a deathly silence spread through the crowd.

"First of all, congratulations to all of you for passing the first stage of the [Trial of Strength]. Well done! You have arrived here in three days without any magic tricks, but only by the power of your own flesh, and your wit is to be commended!

So, before we get to the next exam, I have to clarify one thing.

You must think that the test organizers are deliberately making things difficult for you by asking you to wear the [Demon Sealing Bracelet] in the first place and not letting you use magic, right?

But you all guessed wrong, this qiē is meaningful. Our aim is to familiarize you with this kind of battle without magic for these three days, because you can't use any magic in the place you're going to next!"

An area where magic cannot be used? Is there really a place like this in the world?

While the other candidates were puzzled, the werewolf was very calm. This kind of thing, Bediwell has indeed seen once.

Just seven years ago, in Great Britain, in the First Imperial Capital, the Holy Camillo.

Under the influence of [Ultimate Magic-Nuclear Fusion], the ruins of Camilo at that time were still filled with mutant photons, and there were mutated magical beasts wandering everywhere, making it a very dangerous area.

Magic cannot be used there - because heterogeneous photons are too easy to get out of control, making magic very unstable. When fighting there, they can't even use lightsabers with peace of mind, because heterogeneous photons will affect the output of lightsabers, making the blades go long and short.

Bedwell finally understood the meaning of the warnings that Kador and Kay had given before. They said that "you will regret choosing a photon weapon", and it turned out to be true.

"I'll repeat, the place you're going to next can't use any magic!" said Kador in a louder voice to suppress the tumult of the candidates, "the area you're going to enter is filled with mutated photons. In this [chaos], any magic will get out of control, no photon weapon can be used, you can only use the most basic enchanted entity weapon!Don't take any chances! The consequences of using magic there will be very strict, and if you don't do it, there may be a big explosion!"

In this way, in this Jili Majaro Mountain, there is really some kind of "sequelae caused by forbidden arts"?

What the hell happened here?!