The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 260 Major Desecration of the Volcano

Bernal suddenly laughed:
"Now I'm on the same level as Vic. We quasi-kings have all been burned."

The apostle Shenpi said: "I have heard that a fire suddenly appeared in Ningmgfu, burning many places, shaking the original rule of the demigod Grek, and starting a war brought about by the change of power in that place. "

"I was in Nimgfor at the time, and it was as if a demigod was unleashing his power with all his strength," Bernal said.

"You judge that the level of power is released by an individual?" asked the Godskin apostle.

"I didn't see it clearly, so I can't judge it." Bernal said, "Just judging from the path, it doesn't look like it was caused by a meteorite or something. The path of the flame has a deflection."

Bernal said: "It's really personal release, it's not surprising. Lacard can do it too, it can be even more devastating."

"Lakad is a demigod." said the Godskin Apostle, "now he still has the power to swallow the world."

The Godskin Apostle felt that this should be a natural disaster, not man-made.If there is such a strong person, the junction will not be peaceful.

"Who knows." Bernal said, "Ma Lika may have had an illegitimate child with someone else somewhere. I wouldn't be surprised if a demigod suddenly popped up somewhere."

Bernal picked up the sledgehammer and greeted the godskin apostle:

"Let's go, it's useless to think about it, let's quickly add new power. The volcano is almost empty, let's see if we can pull some blood fingers."

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Wuming sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, dense mist seeped out from the gaps in his armor, spiraling upwards, carrying a sense of god-like holiness.At the same time, the smoke only glows under the reflection of the fire, and at the junction, it also has a sense of blasphemy.

"Do you have to sit on the volcanic rock with your butt?" Knight Rodel stared at a pair of yellow eyes, "It's uncomfortable just looking at it."

"Isn't it because of your eyes that you look uncomfortable?" Wuming twisted his hips, revealing the volcanic rock under his buttocks, "I'm studying this volcanic rock."

Volcanic rock is loose in texture, extremely high in temperature, and contains a lot of gas.

Patch's concrete formula uses a lot of volcanic rock.

Wuming is currently studying its gas-filled properties.

Clusters of scorching and powerful air jets ejected from the stones, sending out bursts of screams.

"Isn't it just that there is a lot of gas?" Knight Rodel said, "We have discovered it a long time ago. This gas can drive mechanical movement, and the earliest mechanical culture of volcanoes started here."

"Ah, so it can still drive the machine?" Wuming was surprised.

"You don't know, then what are you researching?" Knight Rodel was surprised.

Wuming murmured: "I think the steam from this stone is quite comfortable, and I thought others might like it."

Knight Rodel rubbed his eyes: "Who would like to be blown by such hot air?"

"There are always times when I like it." Wuming said, "For example, after taking a shower?"

"Why do you like it after taking a bath?" Knight Rodel couldn't understand.

"I don't know, I really like it now." The nameless armor squinted its eyes comfortably with steam coming out of the cracks.

Knight Rodel felt that either he was really crazy, or Nameless was crazy, so he decided not to worry about these issues for now.

How the businessman does business is none of his business.

Rodel Knight confirmed it:
"I said it before, did you listen to it?"

Wuming nodded: "Of course I want to listen carefully to your marching experience."

Taking advantage of his conscious awareness, Knight Rodel told Wuming what the soldiers of Rodel had experienced, including the route they marched and the difficulties they encountered.

Knight Rodel wants Wuming to remember them, and if possible, tell the story of their heroic battle to relatives and friends in Wangcheng.

Wuming recorded their marching route, planning the correct route for his caravan to the volcano.

The route of Rodel's army was similar to that of his large caravan, but it was more bumpy.They originally went to the volcano along the road to transfer the sinners, but the bridge along the way was destroyed by the volcano's mansion, and the army was divided.

The knight climbed the volcano along the rope ladder with the soldiers who hadn't crossed the bridge, and was cut off by the Iron Maiden and the puppet soldiers. The army was halved again and could only stagnate here.

"Why don't you keep going?" Wuming asked.

Knight Rodel smiled wryly and shook his head: "The guys from the volcano have already done their calculations. We don't have the slightest chance."

The terrain of the volcano is like an iron barrel composed of rock walls, moving forward round and round.

When Rodel's soldiers finally reached the top of the volcano, thinking that they could attack the volcano, there was a terrifying monster waiting for them there.

An adult falling star beast.

The terrifying gravity torrent is enough to tear apart the entire Rodell army, not to mention that they came up one by one along the rope ladder.

"Even if we don't provoke the Falling Star Beast and let people block the Falling Star Beast with shields, it won't work for the others to go around to the right way down the mountain." Rodel soldier said, "After going down, groups of puppet soldiers are already waiting there gone."

Wuming listened to this tragic siege battle:

"Speaking of which, the Volcanic Mansion is very powerful. You have been beaten like this, and the Gemir knights have not even been dispatched, only the puppet soldiers have been dispatched."

Knight Rodel did not deny: "We can only go here, and we have not seen the shadow of Knight Gemir. The regular army of the volcano may still be dormant somewhere, ready to show its fangs to the royal city."

Wuming took out his own map, marked on it, wrote and drew.

He said: "You guys should retreat first and cooperate with my research and investigation. As for the volcano, I will solve it."

"How can you solve it?" Knight Rodel asked.

"Business secrets, it's inconvenient to disclose." Wuming said, "Go to the rear, meet the King of Blessing, and then listen to his arrangements."

Blessing the King is the most fundamental reason why Wuming is trusted by Rodel's soldiers.Moving out this banner, he successfully persuaded these stubborn soldiers to withdraw from the front line and retreat to the rear.

Arranging for Rodel's soldiers to leave, Wuming got up and climbed up the long rope ladder.

Halfway through the climb, the rope ladder suddenly shook.

"Huh?" Wuming looked at the top of the rope ladder, but there was nothing.

He looked down again and saw Anastasia struggling to pull on the rope ladder.

The arm capable of holding a broadsword alone shook the already fragile rope ladder because of its length, and the sound of fibers cracking could be heard from the rope ladder.

"What are you doing?" Wuming yelled, "Murder the boss? Deduct your salary."

"Shut up!" Anastasia yelled at Wuming angrily, "This is my chance. Today I will fight against your oppression and dictatorship!"

During this period of time, Wuming has been oppressing her a lot, relying on prayer to heal all Rodel soldiers, Anastasia feels that she has eaten so many people, and she is not as good as Wuming and half a beast.

Wuming yelled as if persuading someone who wanted to commit suicide by jumping off a building:
"Stop it! What are you doing so angry? Haven't you experienced the joy of working? Wake up, enlightened people will always be happy! Only by being happy at work can you be an excellent employee! What do you want? Well, it’s easy for everyone to discuss.”

"Death!" Anastasia said, slashing heavily on the rope ladder.

The tight rope ladder broke suddenly, layer by layer, until it reached Wuming's feet.

Wuming's feet were empty and he fell heavily.

There was a violent roar, and the full body armor was embedded into the rock formation, and a mixture of red and yellow solid and liquid leaked out from the gaps in the armor, as if the flesh had been smashed into flesh.

Seeing this scene, Anastasia dropped the large kitchen knife, raised her arms to the sky, and narrowed her eyes, as if feeling the freedom that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Although you are a bastard, you are really strong." Anastasia murmured, "I will deal with you well before eating you."

"Tell me earlier, so you want this, here it is." A hand stretched out to Anastasia's face, and a piece of overripe meatball lay on the palm, which smelled tempting.

"Thank you." Anastasia subconsciously opened her mouth and swallowed the meat.

"Hmm..." Anastasia narrowed her eyes comfortably, "Sure enough, this guy has the potential to become a king... No, stronger, this is the flesh quality of a king..."

Anastasia tasted the cooked meat and suddenly turned her face away.

Wuming stood beside him, still holding her large kitchen knife in his hand, and was using the blade to wipe the oozing meat paste on his armor, and kneaded it into another meatball.

Feeling Anastasia's gaze, Wuming looked over and handed the meatball:

"Do you want more? I guess it's enough to make two, just right, Sixi balls."

Anastasia took a sharp step back, looking at Wuming like a ghost.

Anastasia was called a ghost girl by those faders who escaped her grasp, but she felt that Wuming was obviously more like a ghost.

"Did you survive the fall from such a high place?" Anastasia couldn't believe it.

"Dead." Nameless said, "He's alive again."

"Are you kidding me? I've killed so many faders, but I've never seen one revive so quickly." Anastasia said.

Nameless said: "That's how rare you are."

The words stunned Anastasia.Wuming said so, doesn't it mean that he killed many more faded people than himself?
Cold sweat dripped from Anastasia's forehead:
"me……"

"You want to kill me." Wuming said, "You kill and eat now, are you satisfied?"

Nameless handed the meatball to Anastasia:
"If you're not satisfied, then you're a bit greedy."

Wuming's eyes glowed like a melting pot: "I will be very troubled by that."

"Satisfied, satisfied." Anastasia nodded quickly.

"That's good, you can go with Rodel's troops." Wuming said, "These Hierroes have eyes, you continue to cook for them, and I will check and accept them later."

After sending Anastasia away, Wuming continued to climb his own ladder.

Although the rope is split, it is not impossible to walk directly by holding on to the rope.

Thinking of the height of the fall just now, most people would be exhausted just by climbing this ladder, and even lose their strength and fall down. It's no wonder that Rodel couldn't attack for a long time.

At the highest point of the volcano, as expected, there is no such thing as a star falling into a beast as Rodel's soldiers said.

Wuming guessed that the volcano was not luxurious enough to have so many falling star beasts, and the one that was smashed by Lataen should be this one of the volcano.

Wuming walked through meteorite fragments everywhere, jumped over from the other side, detoured such a long way, and finally came to the other end of the broken broken bridge.

Wuming stood on a high place, looked at the puppet soldiers all over the ground, and murmured:

"Okay, now it's time to fix the volcano."

Wuming jumped forward, the cloak behind him danced wildly with the wind, casting shadows down, covering the ground.

Wuming landed among the puppet soldiers and raised his hands:
"Don't hit people, I'm a good citizen! A good person! Not an enemy!"

Wuming has studied the puppet soldiers. These automatic mechanisms can work by themselves, but they can also be manipulated by humans.Moreover, advanced puppet soldiers can also make a simple judgment, judging whether to annihilate based on the hostility of the opponent.

Wuming raised his hands above his head, observing these puppet soldiers.

Facts have proved that these puppet soldiers are indeed very advanced, and they really didn't swarm up and grind Wuming into a pulp.

A dozen bow and arrow puppet soldiers surrounded him and led him to the volcano mansion.

Along the way, Wuming saw scenes that Rodel Knight had never seen so far.

There are still corpses everywhere, and the roadside is full of corpses hanging upside down.The Rodel army that had been cut off from the rear had already been wiped out, and the corpses were hung on the shelf together with the military flag.

There was also a fire piled under the shelf, smoldering the corpse.

The dry and broken little golden tree has lost its vitality, and a large number of volcanic rocks are buried under the tree roots, constantly releasing sulfur-smelling gas.

What surprised Wuming was not the corpses of these Rodel knights. He saw many corpses that were obviously not decorated by Rodel soldiers.

Many of the corpses obviously did not have the bright yellow armor, or even the light yellow coarse cloth clothing of the Golden People.

The corpses, dressed in similar attire, were piled together and, judging from some of the flags and coats of arms still intact, these seemed to be the people of the Volcano.

The people of the volcano, the warriors of Rodel, the trolls pulling carts, the sinners and the people of gold, all died equally, piled up like a mountain of corpses, and decorated the road for transferring sinners.

Wuming couldn't understand this weird scene for a while, so he could only follow the puppet, all the way forward, to the volcano mansion that countless Rodel soldiers had dreamed about but never had the chance to see.

In front of the mansion of Huoshan, besides the puppet soldiers, there is also a tall mountain demon who seems to be wearing a carpet.

The puppet soldiers escorting Wuming did not move on, but made Wuming stand in front of the mountain demon.

"What is this for? Do you still need to search before entering the door?" Wuming said, "Let me tell you in advance, I can't give you my sword, take the others as you like."

The mountain demon slowly raised its head, revealing the pair of bright yellow eyes under the cloak, cloudy and sickly.

With the size and vitality of the mountain demon, after being infected with the disease, the tainted aura also multiplied, as if a huge monster stood in front of it.

"It's the first time I've seen a mountain demon infected with epilepsy." Wuming said, "I still have some eyeballs left here, do you want it?"

The mountain demon spoke with a dull and painful voice:

"Question, along the way, do you know what the corpses were hanging upside down all over the place?"

This is a test.Huo Huo arranged for a mountain demon defiled by epilepsy to ask this question in order to test the identity of the comer.

From the perspective of the volcano mansion, those prudish people of gold can't even look directly at an epileptic patient.When you see the stained eyes, you will turn your head away.

Obviously, Wuming can look directly at the eyes that are burned and festered by the epilepsy, and then just ask him what he thinks about the mountain of corpses outside, and he can be allowed to enter.

Burn the little golden tree, pile up the corpses into mountains, smear the battlefield with filth, and hang the corpses up for display in the most ostentatious way, all for the purpose of blasphemy.The volcano mansion presents the profanity and defilement in the most intuitive way before people's eyes.

Too many stupid people cannot understand this profound sacrifice.Just like the people of gold, they only subconsciously recognize things with the dogma of gold.To see defilement one can only think of hatred, to see fire one can only think of blasphemy.

Only those who can feel the heroic determination of the volcano through blasphemy and understand the beauty of blasphemy are qualified to join the volcano and become Lord Lakad's clan.

Nameless looked back at the way he came from. The upside-down corpses, piles of corpses, and bonfires formed a profane avenue.

After a little thought and analysis, Wuming understood the meaning of the epileptic volcano demon.

Anonymous confidently replied:

"I know, you are smoking bacon, smoking bacon."

Wuming said: "The terrain of the Volcanic Mansion is dangerous. Another meaning is that it is difficult for you to replenish your own supplies. I have not seen cattle or sheep along the way, nor can I see land that can grow crops. You can carry the entire golden tree as a Wangcheng, who blessed the backing, must have used some strange tricks. For example-cannibalism or something."

Anonymous proudly said:

"How? Am I right?"

The mountain demon was silent for a moment: "It's totally wrong..."

The mountain demon murmured in his heart: Although he was wrong, this guy seems to be able to enter the volcano, enough blasphemy...

"What? It's wrong..." Wuming's eyes rolled around, "Wait a minute, I'll observe again."

Wuming walked around the pile of corpses, paced squarely, pinched his chin, and nodded from time to time.

Soon, Wuming returned to the mountain demon and said deeply:
"I know, this is for the sake of blasphemy, even at the expense of my compatriots."

Really see it?The troll was surprised.

Wuming tutted his head and shook his head: "Although this method is possible, I have to say that it is indeed too profane for you to do so."

The mountain demon muffled: "You don't agree with Huo Huo's actions?"

"Of course I don't agree." Wu Zheng said sternly, "It's too blasphemy!"

"Then please leave—"

"You've desecrated food!" Wuming scolded the mountain demon, "I'm not talking about you, your desecration is just killing people and hanging bacon for smoking, right?"

The mountain demon was silent: "There is still torture."

"No matter what kind of torture, the important thing is that this only affects the body." Wuming gestured on his waist, "The body is just a short stay, it is a momentary burden in the world-soul, the soul is the most important thing , the fattest part!"

Wuming shook his head, his face full of hatred:

"Volcano, it's really not good. There is no pattern, it's better than a shit eater."

The mountain demon stared at Wuming:

"You understand again? How do you know that the soul is still there? They might have turned into wronged souls long ago."

"How do you think I know that your purpose is blasphemy." Wuming said mysteriously.

The mountain demon stared at Wuming for a while, and finally moved away, showing the deep door to Wuming.

"go in."

(End of this chapter)