The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 182

"Crack! It's Scarlet Corruption, everyone be careful!" Wuming roared, reminding the others present.

But this reminder is not effective for Full Moon, even if she growls with her perfectly contoured ears, she will not respond.

Wuming guessed that Burke was injured by the scarlet corruption, and she might react in a panic to check on Burke's injuries.But that would put Burke in danger.

He just stretched out his hand and burned the body of the full moon with flames, first controlled the corruption, and then stuffed a corrupt moss into the full moon's mouth.

After doing this, Wuming looked at the classroom still shrouded in black mist, and felt that the most urgent task was to get rid of the assassin hiding in the darkness.

"Can you find the assassin?" Wuming asked.

"There is a method that has already been used." Milian's voice was anxious, and she was a little at a loss, "Let's go out first, this is a closed space, and the poison and black mist can't escape."

"I can't see the direction clearly, how can I touch the door?" Wuming said.

"Is there anything you can do?" Miriam asked.

Wuming stomped on his feet and made a thumping sound:

"The top and bottom can always be distinguished, who can punch a hole in the roof?"

"I..." Se Lian's voice came from the black mist, but the voice was weak and seemed to be poisoned.

"I'll do it," Miriam said. "I'm not poisoned."

Outlined in the black mist is the outline of a big magic bow, the big bow is raised, and the big magic arrow is ready to go.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the magic power bow collapsed.

"Hmm..." Miriam snorted, "Now I'm poisoned."

"You can't flash out and break it from the outside?" Wuming clicked his tongue.

"I can't even recognize the direction, and it's all over if I get stuck in the wall." Milian replied coughing.

"It seems that the magic is too bright." Wuming said, "Let me come and protect Burke and Full Moon."

Wuming let go of Man Yue and Burke, walked aside, put his hands into his chest, and the iron armor twisted and tore silently.

He stretched out his hands, stood on tiptoe, and turned his chest to the sky.

A color deeper than the black mist flashed by, no one could see what happened, only heard a roar above the head, and there was the sound of brick walls shattering and falling, crackling.

"It's useless, did you break the ceiling?" Milian asked, "I still can't see a little light."

"Don't worry." Nameless said, "Be careful to reveal your position when you speak."

"Don't worry, I wasn't in place when I spoke." Milian's voice came from another direction.

"That's a good relationship. You are in charge of the Queen of the Full Moon." Wuming said.

"Responsible for what?" Milian asked.

"Let everyone get down!"

As Wuming spoke, he released the white circle that restricted people's movements, making it difficult for everyone present to move.

Then Wuming opened his hands, like waving wings, and waved eight fire whips around.

Each flame whip twisted and staggered, swimming and floating evenly on the same horizontal line.

Huge heat radiated from the fire whip, and the classroom was instantly hot like a steamer.

The air is also distorted and expanded by heat, forming a whirlwind and rising continuously.

Black mist and poisonous gas gushed out from the big hole in the ceiling.

From the outside of the classroom, it seemed that there was a chimney in that separate room, and thick smoke was coming out of it.

There was a banging on the door from one direction of the room, and Millie's voice came from outside:
"What happened in there?"

"There are assassins." Wuming called out the door.

"What?" Milier was shocked, and he pushed the door into the room with all his strength, and stuck his head into the room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw black smoke surging and heat waves blowing in my face, and I couldn't see anything.

Millie shrank in the turtle shell, waited for a while, and finally waited until the black smoke cleared and the visibility in the room returned to normal.

I saw the Queen of the Full Moon, Se Lian, Miriam and others lying on the ground, only Wuming stood.

"Don't worry, I'm still under control." The ring fingertips scattered the flames.

"It's all lying down and still under control?" Milier wanted to see the Full Moon Queen with concern, but she was too big to squeeze in.

"Get up." Wuming clapped his hands, but did not remove the white circle restricting people's movements, "Be careful, the invisible assassin is still in the room."

Milian quickly adjusted her figure by flashing, and helped the Queen of the Full Moon stand up.

However, Selian remained lying on the spot without moving.

There were several wounds on her body, and the torn magician's robe revealed a ripped body and flowing scarlet venom.

"I said why didn't I talk later." Wuming hurried over, hugged Se Lian in his arms, raised his head and shook it, "Are you still conscious?"

Wuming stared intently at Selian's brilliant stone mask, but the mask still didn't respond, and breathed out the mask again.

No breath at all, no more breath.

With a mournful expression in Wuming's arms, her hands trembling - she took off her brilliant stone mask.

Se Lian stared at Wuming with staring eyes, a pair of star-like eyes shining brightly.

"You're still alive, you didn't say it earlier." Wuming heaved a sigh of relief.

"Be careful..." Selian's voice was weak, "it's still nearby."

"We'll talk about that kind of trivial matter later, are you alright?" Wuming checked Se Lian's injury.

Each cut is extremely deep, and the toxin spreads along the wound to the surroundings. You can see that the squirming blood vessels under the skin are changing color and gradually becoming corrupt.

Wuming stared at Se Lian's body, a little silent.

"Sooner or later this day will come." Selian was very unrestrained, "As early as the Weeping Peninsula, it should have come. Don't worry, the body is just a short stay. It's time to put my soul, my origin stone, I'll leave it to you myself—"

Wuming just stretched out his finger and put it gently on Se Lian's lips.

Then it stretched out like lightning, caught a sharp arrow, and threw it backhand.

In the direction of the arrow, a figure was nailed to the wall, struggling back and forth.

"Speak less and conserve your strength." Wuming looked at Se Lian with a serious expression, "Now is a good time."

"A good opportunity?" Se Lian was at a loss, "What a good opportunity? You mean... a chance to take out my origin stone?"

Wuming didn't answer, just leaned over, and along the gap cut by the sharp blade, stuck the helmet's visor to Selian's body.

It looked like he was about to kiss her skin.

Then Wuming's whole body burned.

A ray of light diffused from the edge of his armor, like lighting a piece of paper, and the fire drew a dividing line between light and dark along the paper like a sea tide.

Following the change of Wuming's armor, a bellows-like sound appeared, and a huge amount of air spewed out from the gap in the armor behind Wuming, sending out a sharp whistling wind.

Where did such a huge amount of air come from?
Inhale only from nameless face shields.

The place where Se Lian's skin was in contact with Nameless's face shield seemed to be pulled out of a vacuum, the skin and flesh stuck to the face shield, and all the blood flowed backwards, rushing into Nameless's mouth.

Surlian's wound was shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Selian slapped the nameless helmet, "I'm going to be drained!"

It wasn't just the blood that was flowing backwards, but also Selian's vitality.

Se Lian felt that it might be slower for her to be corrupted to death. Being sucked into a storm like Wuming, she might turn into a human being in a few seconds.

When Wuming raised his head, the blood actually formed a vortex in mid-air and flowed into his mouth.

Wuming trembled under the blow of the wind pressure, as if he had sucked some concentrated Attilia leaves.

Trembling just like that, Wuming fell to the ground, twitching all over, and gradually stopped moving.

"Are you all right?" Se Lian hurried over, trying to untie Wuming's helmet, regardless of her weakness.

Wuming just sucked all the toxins in her body.

As soon as he threw himself on Wuming, he saw Wuming winking at her continuously.

Wuming grabbed Se Lian's hand, and the gauntlet was stabbed with blood by the crystals in Se Lian's hand without even realizing it.

He just stared at Se Lian affectionately, and stroked Se Lian's face with the other hand:

"My wife, it's not my wish to die today. It's all to protect you and your child. I hope to grow old with you and watch your child grow up, but I can't. I hope you can forgive me, I can't I will accompany you forever..."

At the same time, Wuming's eyes kept flashing, and he typed out a sentence in the form of a secret message, which was quickly deciphered with Selian's intelligence——

"Hold me, hug me sideways, does the Virgin know like that? Show the full moon the front."

Se Lian quickly picked up Wuming's heavy iron armor.

The hand full of crystals was stuck in Wuming's waist, blood was flowing, more like a dying person.

"I want to protect you and the child, but for this reason, I have to leave you, my wife, I hope you can forgive me and take good care of the child——rua."

After Wuming finished speaking, he tilted his neck, turned his head 180 degrees, slumped to the ground, and jumped twice.

Selian lay down on the ground, leaned close to Wuming, and buried herself and Wuming in the long sleeves, as if mourning and crying about her husband.

"Is this really okay?" Selian asked Wuming in a low voice.

"Don't worry, with Man Yue's current IQ, this is enough." Wuming also replied in a low voice, "Cry, cry."

"I don't know how to cry. I haven't cried for many years." Se Lian straightened up, showing her grief in her own way - she knelt down awe-inspiringly, let Wuming lie quietly between her knees, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her eyelashes fluttered, showing Restless heart.

After putting on a show, both of them turned their heads slightly, a living person and a dead person quietly looked at the full moon.

Man Yue was indeed staring at Wu Ming, although his expression was still dull, but two lines of tears fell silently.

"Yeah! It's useful!" Wuming couldn't help but threw his fist in celebration.

Se Lian pressed the nameless arm down, turned her head and explained to the full moon:
"A dead giver has become a dead giver."

But Man Yue really did as Wu Ming said, her mind hadn't recovered yet, and she didn't notice any problems in her intermittent trance.

Cersei breathed a sigh of relief and looked away.

As if sensing something strange, Selian shook her head abruptly again.

The semi-invisible figure nailed to the wall by Wuming before is in the wrong position.

If you look carefully, the figure has already broken free from the bondage, and is moving along the corner of the wall, taking advantage of the unknown to attract the attention of the audience, and quietly moving towards the full moon.

If this assassin succeeds again and stains the full moon with scarlet corruption, Wuming will have to jump up and suck the full moon again?
So this performance can still be successful?Didn't he suffer in vain?

Serlian gritted her teeth and stood up quickly.

Wuming's head, which was originally pillowed on Se Lian's lap, fell to the ground, thumped, and bounced twice.

Suffering from excessive blood loss, Se Lian was a little dizzy, and she didn't know where to throw the staff, and it was too late to use magic.

The big sword spun behind Selian, drawing fine wounds on her clothes and body, and pushed her to shoot at the translucent assassin.

Cerlian swung his crystalline fist and knocked the assassin flying with one punch.

Then when the foot is weak, it is about to fall.

It was Man Yue who stretched out her hand and smiled softly at her:

"Thank you."

Se Lian froze, shivered, and quickly broke free from Man Yue's arms.

"Don't get me wrong, Queen Kalia, I just..."

Ser Lian originally wanted to say that she was doing Wuming a favor so that she would not suffer in vain, but it seemed that saying so might reveal her truth.

After thinking about it, she couldn't think of anything good to say, so Se Lian could only stare at the full moon:
"Full Moon Queen, you can only be defeated by me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang at the door.Se Lian was weak and was startled, her feet went limp and she fell into Man Yue's arms again.

Milier was wiping tears at the door:
"Loving each other and killing each other, it's so easy, what kind of fairy love..."

"Don't be so absurd, you old tortoise." Milian glared at him, "The crisis is not over yet."

"Then you can undo it." Millie put down his tear-wiping limbs, his eyes widened, "This assassin dares to assassinate Lady Renara!"

"I'm poisoned!" Milian cursed out of breath, and then coughed twice.

"I'll punish you," Millier said, "you'll punish the assassin."

The tortoise's bronze pillar-like thigh stomped its feet, and the huge golden triangle and golden tree coat of arms enveloped the entire classroom. As if time was flowing backwards, all the injuries on the magic professor Milian's body disappeared.

Even Se Lian recovered a little bit of complexion, only Man Yue and Wuming were not affected.

Milian immediately cheered up: "As expected of you, old tortoise, you obviously have this kind of ability, but you want to be a priest of marriage."

"What do you know, Lord Radagon and Renala have taught us what is the highest state of a hero -- that is no move, no killing. No killing, is peace!" Millier said.

"But you want me to kill this assassin." Milian chatted happily with Milier, and fired a series of arrows, hitting the assassin with his head in his arms.

For some reason, the nimble assassin became much slower, dodging Milian's attack with difficulty.

"I just asked you to punish him. He must be punished if he wants to hurt Lord Renara." Millie said, "Sinners exist, otherwise what else is there to atone for?"

The translucent figure of the assassin stretched out his hand, and a crossbow arrow shot at the Queen of the Full Moon.

"Come again?" Miriam was furious, and flashed in front of the Queen of the Full Moon, intercepting the crossbow arrows with the exploding magic boulders.

The assassin took advantage of the situation and jumped over the Queen of the Full Moon, trying to get out of the door.

Milier didn't give the assassin this chance, he shouted loudly, and stretched his legs——

A bastard turned over, blocked the entire tortoise shell at the door, blocked the assassin tightly, and completely cut off the assassin's retreat.

The assassin turned his head again, and the exploded crystals and magic arrows were already approaching him.

The assassin was blown away, hit the turtle shell, bounced back into the room, and lay down with Wuming.

His invisibility spell finally broke, revealing his tattered body, twitched a few times, and lay motionless on the ground.

The assassin stared at Wuming fiercely, as if he had some sworn hatred with him.

On his ankle, there were two circles of deep burns, almost to the bone.

From the time Miriam started to kiss the full moon and Selen, he had already got up from the ground until Miriam healed Miriam, and Miriam began to shoot a big bow at him. As an assassin, he had countless opportunities to assassinate or escape during this period. .

But he just stood there, unable to move.

His ankles were tightly bound by two flaming whips, which burned his ankles and made him unable to move.

Every time he tried to kill Full Moon and Selian with crossbow bolts, the fire whip would stretch out another tentacle and dissolve every bolt without leaving the scarlet poison of the arrowhead.

Wuming tilted his neck and smiled at the assassin, whispering:

"First time? You have to pay attention next time, don't spoil the atmosphere, and do things to score occasions."

The assassin finally couldn't hold it anymore, rolled his eyes and stopped moving.

Three scrolls fell out of his arms.

(End of this chapter)