The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 16 The Quiet Moen City

The tragedy in Moen City, witnessed by the three of them, was far more bloody and terrifying than what Haida described.

The flames burned in every place that could be ignited, the city walls collapsed, and countless corpses piled up into mountains, directly crossing the fortifications set up by humans, becoming a ladder built by corpses.

Human beings were impaled on stakes and burned before they died, demihumans cheered around the campfire, and even crazier ones bit their scorched bodies regardless of the burning of the flames.

The corpses of soldiers were strewn all over the place, and almost every corpse had a few demihumans hacking at the corpses of soldiers as if venting their anger, breaking them into pieces.

Even the faded ones who accompanied the killing couldn't help being moved, Nok turned pale, and Magri was furious.

Margery said: "It's a good thing Miss Hedda can't see..."

Magri rushed forward, impaling a demihuman in a state of madness.He immediately attracted the attention of the demihumans, and swarms of demihumans rushed towards him.

Nok drew his bow to cover Magri, and shot through the demihumans who tried to attack him one by one.

But there were too many people, and both of them were soon surrounded.

"Help!" Nok shouted to Wuming.

Wuming stepped forward, pinned a small Asian man by the neck, and threw him to the ground.

"Can you speak human language?" Wuming asked the little Asian, "Or can you understand human language?"

The wings on the waist of the demi-human flapped against Wuming, waving the hatchet in his hand, trying to kill Wuming.

"I can't listen to the words." Wuming muttered.

He twisted all the limbs of the demihumans and threw them aside, watching the large number of demihumans who also came back towards him.

Wuming is clear that it is difficult to stop people from going crazy. Even if these demihumans can communicate, it is not now.

If you don't dispel their anger, you can only wait until one party dies before it ends.

"It's going to cost again." Wuming said.

He took out several jugs from the package and shouted to Magri and the others:

"Bring them together."

Magri and Nok immediately retreated and gathered towards Wuming.

Dozens of demihumans appeared to be crazy, and their violent roars formed sound waves, stirring up a storm.

Wuming saw the opportunity, threw out several pots, and blossomed everywhere among the demihumans.

The lavender smoke filled the air, and the crazy voice weakened as the smoke filled, and soon all the demihumans fell together, falling into the same sweet sleep in the sweet air.

Seeing a good opportunity, Ma Geli raised his gun and prepared to string them together, but Wuming stopped him.

"Hey, what's the matter." Wuming blocked Ma Geli's big spear, "It's hard for them to stop, why did you wake me up?"

"Don't you take this opportunity to kill them?" Magri asked.

"If I want to kill them all, why should I spend money?" Wuming pointed to the corpses everywhere, "Do you remember how we got here?"

"You don't want to kill them?" Nok looked at the human corpses everywhere, "What are you trying to figure out?"

"Of course it is to ask the reason." Wuming squatted down, lifted a demihuman, and tied it to a rope, "Come and help."

The three men disarmed the Yaren and tied them up with ropes.

Wuming woke up the demihuman, and the demihuman who had just woken up from a slumber weakened in madness. Coupled with being tied up, fear and cowardice began to gain the upper hand.

"Can you understand me?" Wuming asked.

The half-breed demihuman nodded.

"Why the riot, what happened?"

The nameless question seemed to awaken the madness of the demihumans again, and they screamed:
"Mother, our mother... It's not enough for them to abuse us, they have to take away mother!"

The demihumans were unable to communicate again for a while, and Wuming thought over their spittle.

In the culture of demihumans, it seems that mothers, or the survival of the leader, are very important.

Burke always brought up his mother.In the underwater cave before, he also solved the leader of the demihumans, and the other demihumans surrendered together.

"The mother of the demihumans is very important, it can be said that it is the origin of the family." Noke said, "For them, the death of the mother is no different from the crisis of genocide."

Wuming looked at the miserable Moen City:

"This place is really miserable. It has experienced three times of extermination. So many souls, what will be born?"

"In the death warlock's theory, what happens in the place where death gathers?" Nok asked.

"Maybe nothing will happen." Nameless said, "I was chatting with a businessman before, and he said that a bunch of caravans were killed, but I didn't hear anything came out."

Magery asked: "What now? Have you let them go?"

The demihumans were still screaming and struggling, the rope was digging into their flesh, blood was dripping along the rope.

"If you let them go, do you think they will give up attacking others?" Wuming asked.

"Probably not," Magery said.

"Then what's the point?" Wuming waved his hand, "Let's tie it up."

He continued to go deeper, and there were almost no living people in the city, not even a few living demi-humans. Flames bloomed in a certain corner of the city, and blood merged into rivers, dyeing the sea below red.

"Is this the status quo of the borderland..." Magrim murmured, "No wonder the faders are guided."

Wuming finally found the city lord in the cemetery behind the city.

The castellan was dead, lying with a muscular demihuman.

A spear was stuck in the half-breed demihuman's stomach, half of the castellan's body was cut off, and a large sword was stuck in the deepest part of the wound.

"It saves me from looking for a cemetery," Wuming said.

"Miss Heda lost her father forever." Margaret said in a sad tone.

Wuming walked around the cemetery, stopped in front of a tombstone, and stared at the inscription on the tombstone.

"What's wrong?" Margaret asked.

"Will rich people build their own graves in advance?" Wuming asked.

"Nobles and emperors like to do this," Nock said. "After all, their power can only be maintained during their lifetime."

Nameless pointed to the tombstone and said, "It seems that not only the cemetery doesn't need to be found, but also the pit doesn't need to be dug."

An empty tomb that has been repaired is placed there, and words have been engraved on the tombstone:

"Edgar
Lord of Moen City. "

This is exactly the name of the city lord that Haida said.

Below the name, there are medals and honors engraved in small characters, as well as the names of his wife and daughter.

Nameless whispered the names of Edgar's relatives:

"Father Gust, wife Eliza, daughter...Irena."

Ma Geli and Noke carried the body of the city lord, but did not hear the inscription of Wu Mingnian.

Ma Geli said, "Why didn't the city lord escape?"

"There may be some reason why you must stay here." Nock guessed.

"The answer is over there." The ring finger pointed to the center of the cemetery.

There is a huge tombstone in the center of the cemetery, which is the tomb of the first revenge king.

The cemetery behind the mausoleum has been dug up, and a gorgeous and exaggerated sword and gold and silver jewels have been thrown aside, covered with mud.

The giant sword seems to be cast from countless swords, and it is not so much a sword as a door panel.

The size and weight of this stalwart, as well as its strange appearance, all clearly tell the fader that this is the legendary weapon of the Vengeance King.

"The legendary weapon..." Magri held his breath.

Magery is descended from warriors who once served Godfrey, Lord of Elden.

Margery had heard many heroic stories told by the elders, among them was the battle between King Vengeance and King Godfrey.

The collision of the sword skeleton and the king's ax runs through his childhood imagination, and now the legend travels through time and unfolds before his eyes.

The legend is thicker than he imagined.

"That's why the bastard dug up the ancestral grave of the city lord, and there is Moen's priceless treasure in the ancestral grave." Nok said, "But why did the bastard dig up the grave of the Revenge King, but why did he throw the treasure aside?"

Nameless looked at the digging of the grave:

"That's why."

In the excavated tomb, the corpse of the Vengeance King had weathered with the years, and another huge corpse occupied the coffin, and the blood had not yet dried up.

It was a huge demi-human corpse, which fit quite well with the huge mausoleum of the King of Vengeance.

"The mother of the demi-human." Nok suddenly said, "The demi-human wanted to find a grave for his mother, but dug out the sword skeleton and great sword. The legendary weapon is not its purpose."

Wuming walked into the tomb and inspected the demihuman mother's body.

The fatal wound was in the skull, and a hole was opened in one eye socket, exposing the hole inside.

There were also many injuries in other parts of the body, except for a few sharp injuries, most of them were burns.

Wuming looked along the empty eye sockets, and there were also burn marks on the head of the demihuman mother.

The cause of her death was that her brain had been burned dry.

Wuming took out the sword and cut open the corpse, and found that not only the brain and body surface, but also her body was full of burn marks.

"What a terrible punishment..." Ma Geli looked at the injury, quite shocked.

He was angry when he saw demi-humans slaughtering human beings before, but now seeing the plight of demi-human mothers, he suddenly no longer only had anger and hatred, and deep sorrow surged in his heart.

He thought of what Miss Heda had said before, and he had an unprecedented resonance.

"If we can understand each other..." Magery muttered.

"Punishment...no, not punishment." Wuming said, "At least not for the murderer."

Get up without a name:

"This is a ritual, a ritual of offering living sacrifices."

(End of this chapter)