The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 20 The Wheelchair Guarded by the Big Tree

The big tree guards in heavy armor rode war horses and dealt with Wuming.

The guards of the big tree became more and more anxious.

The advantage of size is deeply rooted in the mind of the guard of the big tree.

Once the big tree guards defended the royal city, and when they were hanged by a giant dragon, they understood the importance of body size.

When a creature faces an enemy that is bigger than itself, it will naturally carry a kind of fear and tension.

But now it was the big tree guards who were nervous.

With just one blow, he has the confidence to hit this little faded one hard.

But until now, his halberd has never hit this thin faded man.

Wuming made full use of his small size to sneak around in the blind spot of the tall cavalry guarding the tree, nimbly like a monkey.

His long sword could not penetrate the heavy armor of the tree guards, so he ran to the anvil in the church of Ailey, picked up the iron hammer, and struck the armor of the tree guards one after another, continuously injuring the tree guard.

Under the heavy armor, the body of the big tree guard was already covered with bruises.

"Don't be too complacent, boy!" The big tree guard roared, leaped high on his horse, raised the big round golden shield wrapped in tree roots in his left hand, and slapped it heavily on the ground.

This time he didn't even aim, it was just a venting blow.

"You have no rules." Wuming looked at the big shield, which was still far away from him, and adjusted his position with confidence, preparing to launch an attack in the blind area guarded by the big tree.

But under the shield, a fierce shock wave swept out, the earth and rocks cracked, and the vegetation fell down.Wuming was caught off guard and was thrown away by a huge force.

Wuming rolled on the spot, dodging a charging attack from the big tree guards.

Wuming spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the ground that was smashed out of the deep pit:

"It's unreasonable, what range is this?"

The big tree guard found that the shield attack was easy to use, so he immediately changed his tactics and began to shield attack frequently.

The shock wave and the cracked rocks would make it extremely difficult for Wuming to dodge, and he began to feel a little overwhelmed.

Wuming looked at the large round shield angrily:
"That's your wheelchair, right? You don't know how to fight?"

"The shield I raised by myself, why don't you put down the shield and hammer?" The tree knight snorted.

Wuming really had to put down the shield and hammer, and pressed his hands to the ground.

With Wuming at the center, ground fire spewed out, forcing the heavy armored knight guarding the tree to stagger.

The big tree guard was horrified to find that the roots on the big shield were actually burning.

Wuming held his hands empty and laughed loudly:
"I originally wanted to fight you as a fighter, but I stopped pretending. I'm a showdown. I'm a mage."

Wuming opened the distance, swung his hands, and continuously swung huge fireballs towards the tree guards.

The guards of the big tree were almost powerless to parry and were submerged in the artillery fire.

"Ashes extinguish the flame..." In the continuous flames, the voice of the big tree guard was distorted by the wind and waves, revealing fear.

But soon the babbling of fear disappeared, leaving only dead silence in the artillery fire.

"Roasted?" Wuming guessed, but he didn't dare to be careless, and continued to bombard.

In the flames, a golden ray rushed out of the fire curtain like a cannonball and blasted towards Wuming.

Wuming quickly dodged, but he didn't expect that there was more than one golden shell, and soon the curtain of fire was torn apart, and several golden shells blocked all of Wuming's escape routes, knocking him over.

The fire curtain dissipated, and the guard of the big tree erected the shield in front of him for the first time, a huge magic circle emerged from the shield, and the ancient cross golden tree shone in the formation.

Wuming couldn't see the way, so he tried to throw another fireball.

When the fireball came into contact with the magic circle, it seemed to melt into the magic circle, and instantly turned into a golden light, which was returned as a golden cannonball.

"It's amazing." Wuming praised, "But you have been seriously injured, and your strength is exhausted, right? Even with such a powerful weapon, it is difficult to parry. I advise you to give up as soon as possible. It is good for everyone."

"Think the knights of the Golden Tree don't have supplies?"

The big tree guard said, taking out a pack of meatballs.

The meatballs were dull in color, full of the color of corruption.

"Have you not been injured for a long time, and the expiration date has expired?" Wuming looked at the poor meatball, unable to bear to look at it, "At least eat it warm."

"What do you know?" The big tree guard squeezed the meatball into his mouth, "Go to death, sinner who touched the flames."

"I can understand that you big tree guards have to be careful with candles, but eating meat without heating it is too extreme..."

A golden cannonball interrupted Wuming's conversation.

Wuming was surprised to find that the magic circle on the shield was in motion again, shooting out a steady stream of light bullets.

Wuming couldn't understand: "It doesn't make sense, isn't this magic circle a magic circle that transforms and returns attacks, I didn't even attack—"

He stopped, and noticed that the body of the big tree guard was a little bent, as if he was enduring abdominal pain.

"Can it still be like this?" Wuming was dumbfounded.

That ball of rotten meat is really not for people to eat, and normal people will probably suffer from abdominal pain and poisoning after eating it.

But this magic circle is actually absorbing the toxins in the body of the big tree guard, continuously transforming them into golden shells.

The big tree guard puts a thick big shield in front of his body to protect himself and attack the enemy.

Wuming scurried away, shouting:

"That thing is really your wheelchair, isn't it!"

"This may not be the way of chivalry." The guard of the big tree said in a deep voice, "But even if I lose all my honor, I will kill you here. I must not let the sinner who touched the flames be spared."

Wuming flashed a cannonball, and said regretfully: "I can hear that you are very determined, it seems that there is no other way."

With a sigh, the nameless figure disappeared.

The big tree guard quickly turned his horse's head and looked around, but he still didn't find the nameless figure.

The war horse neighed suddenly and staggered a few steps backwards.

"The nose is really good." A nameless figure appeared near the horse's head, and leaned forward.

At this moment, Wuming was already close to the guard of the big tree, he could no longer use the technique of returning the gold, so he immediately wanted to jump high, and smashed Wuming who was close to him to pieces with his shield.

But the frightened horse couldn't immediately respond to the command of the big tree guard, so it was a beat slower.

Wuming pulled the reins, jumped on the horse, and stuck in front of the big tree guard.

The big tree guard dropped the halberd in his right hand, and was about to greet Wuming with his fist, but Wuming stopped him.

The big tree guard's right hand trembled, unable to move any further.

He never expected that this skinny faded man running around under his shield was stronger than himself.

Wuming's other hand pointed together to form a claw, pinching the neck of the big tree guard.

"Goodbye, let's go back to the tree with peace of mind." Wuming said.

The flame flashed out from his hand, pierced the armor, penetrated the body of the big tree guard, and entered the internal organs.

The flames destroyed his internal organs along the way, melting his brain instantly.

The big tree guard didn't let out a scream, and fell off his horse without moving.

Wuming also grabbed the body of the big tree guard and fell off the horse. He sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

He looked at the body of the big tree guard, feeling a little distressed: "I can't communicate with each other in a friendly way."

Wuming really hopes for a peaceful solution.

This is not because Wuming loves peace, but because the tree guards, as elite cavalry, directly obey the orders of the demigod Grek.

After killing the important combat power of Stonewell City, Gregor will not let it go.

Wuming Yi summed up: "We have to find a way to eliminate the witnesses."

He looked around and found Fan Lei who was watching him from a high place.

Wuming picked up the sword and shield, sharpened the long sword with the shield, and walked towards Fan Lei kindly.

(End of this chapter)