The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 272

In a piece of magma, Wuming was doing freestyle swimming.

"I have to say that swimming in magma is easier than in water." Wuming felt the strong pressure and buoyancy around his body, and swam in the magma wearing his armor.

Previously, he persistently released the flames and melted the path under his feet. As a result, he fell into the magma, all the way down, and fell directly into the depths of the volcano.

The flames continued to burn the nameless armor, making a scorching sound, but the damage was very small.

"I think back then, magma was not enough to burn your feet, but now you can swim in it." Wuming said with emotion back then, "It really is the power of flames."

Wuming remained intoxicated, praising the sun, and floated to the upper floor.

Opening his eyes, he saw a few snakemen who were also bathing in the magma.

Just now he insisted on defeating the opponent with flames, but Wuming fell ill for a while and was too stubborn.

After winning once, Wuming stopped insisting, and the thunder gun flashed in his hand, knocking the snake people on the spot.

After clearing the surrounding obstacles, Wuming began to judge his current position.

He should have come down from that cliff now, surrounded by the ruins of many houses, which collapsed in the magma and were constantly eroded by the magma.

It looks a bit like the scene of Shade of the Sun, except that the poisonous pool has become a magma pool.

This place should be the former fortress of the demigod-level force, Volcanic Mansion, but now it seems that magma gushes out and engulfs the entire fortress.

Looking around, there are not many living people in sight.Occasionally, some immortals who could not die sat on the roof of their lost homes, lamenting silently.

Wuming was wondering if he should continue to investigate.

The commotion just now was too loud. He was afraid of disturbing Tanis and Huohan's mansion, and found that Diaros was not beside him.

And Wuming had probably guessed what the secret of the volcano mansion was.

As a former magistrate, Rackard must have hidden a large number of torture tools in his mansion, and those torture tools should all be placed in this area.

On weekdays, if those traitors did not hunt and kill their compatriots, but lived in the guest room, they might be randomly selected.

These snake people hiding behind the scenes would rush into the guest room, kill the traitors, chop them up and then entertain other guests.Let the traitor devour the traitor.

So it seems that the soldiers trapped in the volcano are treated well-at least the same as their enemies.

As for Laya's secret...

Wuming counted the snakemen he had stunned with the thunder gun along the way, and there must have been more than 30 snakemen.

Farther away, you can see more such blasphemous creatures—all wandering in the magma, looking nameless and envious and resentful.

Wuming was heartbroken: "This kind of creature can't feel the pain of being burned by flames at all. A life without such an important experience is an incomplete life!"

After thinking about it, these are snakes and have no life.

Anyway, it is estimated that unless Tanis is a pig, it is unlikely that so many snakemen of this size will be born.

Besides, Tanith's figure is quite good, and she really doesn't seem to have a figure that has given birth to more than a hundred children.

Most likely, Laya is not Tanis's biological daughter, but a mass-produced snake man with a limited edition skin.

After thinking about it, Wuming decided to try to find Lakad.

If Lacard can be found, the adventure will be complete.

But the scorching volcano is full of blinding lava scenes. Where to find Lakad is a problem.

When you get lost, the best thing to do is to ask for directions.

Wuming touched a building that collapsed in the magma, and stood on the scorching land.

Here is an immortal.

"Do you know where Lakad is?" Wuming asked.

"Ah?" The longevity man's seven orifices are almost all festered, and he hardly responds to Wuming's arrival, "Laka what?"

"Lakade." Nameless amplified his voice.

"What card?"

"Lakade!" Wuming stretched his neck, and moved his head to the ears of the elders.

"Lahd?"

Wuming retracted his head, and glanced at the magma around him: "Okay, sir, go and cool off by yourself first."

Wuming was about to try his luck elsewhere when a shadow enveloped him.

Wuming looked up and saw the Furnace Knight with wings on his back, swooping towards him in the sky.

With wings on his back, the Crucible Knight resembles a giant crow, casting darkness over his enemies.

In the hand of the crow, there is still a person.

The crow let go of its claws, the man fell, and hit Wuming like a cannonball, his body was deformed, and the edge of his body was like a pool of mud, extending outward, spreading out on the scorching red ground, making a scorching sound.

Wuming first looked at the person on the ground as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and then found that this person had messy long white hair and a tattered black long skirt.

"So it's you kid." Wuming put down his guard.

Ashmi arched her body like a snake, folded her waist, tried hard, but seemed to have no strength, and lay on the ground, only slightly lifting her face.

"Can't you?" Wuming said, "Aren't you amazing?"

Ashmi said weakly:
"It's so hot, I don't want to move, I don't even want to move a finger. Ah, Black Moon, take charge of my soul."

As he said that, Ashmi became paralyzed and motionless, his whole body seemed to be a little loose, and he was wriggling on the ground.

"It's not that you lose the chain, so don't trip me up." Wuming said helplessly, "Why did you bring the enemy here, you brat, and you also betrayed?"

"None of my business." Ashmi rolled his eyes, "It's because you yelled too loudly, we heard it from the cliff."

Wuming shed tears of remorse: "It all depends on the immortal."

While speaking, the furnace knight had landed slowly, and the ground trembled.

The furnace knight fell to the ground, and the big sword pointed directly at Wuming.

It's too late to pretend anymore.

Nameless stared back:

"Are you pointing your sword at me? You are pointing your sword at me? Is this how your volcano mansion treats guests?"

The Furnace Knight looked at the cliff above his head, at the collapsed building in the distance, at the magma, and pointed at the nameless again.

Perhaps because of the tacit understanding between the soldiers, Wuming understood the meaning of the furnace knight-the ones who can appear here will not be guests.

Wuming had already expected that Furnace would answer like this, and sneered, with a hard and rigid tone in his tone:
"It's as if I'm willing to come here. I'm thinking that someone tied me here, and I'm not allowed to come out to have a look. I can only stay in prison and be slaughtered? Your volcano is this value ?"

Wuming spoke with confidence and resoundingly, as if he was really kidnapped by the volcano mansion.

Judging from the heavy armor of the Furnace Knight, the movement of walking on the floor, the burly figure, and the situation of washing clothes and dishes before, Wuming carefully observed, analyzed carefully, and made bold judgments—the Furnace Knight did not participate in the rebellion against the volcano. kidnapping activities.

At least not this time.

So he probably didn't know whether Wuming was kidnapped or not.

"Why, Huoshan not only rebelled against the law, but also loves double standards?" Wuming raised his voice, and took the lead in criticizing Huohua's way of doing things morally. He couldn't help but feel strange, "What a double standard, what an unclean hero."

The furnace knight stared at Wuming, exuding an increasingly dignified aura, but his hands remained motionless.

"Sure enough, honor is important..." Wuming thought.

After all, the Knights of the Furnace were once the number one knight order, and their honor is equal to their body. Even if they become Volcanic Renegades, they should still have some pride in themselves.

The so-called knight's glory made him not so blatantly double-standard, and he was still somewhat different from the traitor of the volcano.

If the person standing here is a complete traitor, the nameless moral attack will be ignored directly with a shy face.

Seeing the Furnace Knight as if he had been petrified, unable to move because of his mouth cannon, Wuming smiled slightly, and chased after the victory:

"Tanis's mouth is high-sounding, but behind her back she does such sneaky things—"

The huge long tail swung over, with the might of sweeping everything, knocked down the nearby room, and swept towards Wuming.

Wuming was also frightened by the sudden blow, and quickly rolled over, his body squared in mid-air, narrowly dodging the big tail again.

Looking at the Furnace Knight again, the original hesitation has disappeared, and he has once again returned to his killing intent.

"Oops, it's time to play off." Wuming said.

Although Furnace Knights focus on glory, they are knights after all, and they have a lord to serve.

When the lord is insulted, he naturally finds justification for attacking.You can safely defend your lord's reputation with force.

"Is it necessary to fight..." Wuming sighed, but did not hold the weapon in his hand.

"But do you have the confidence to kill the two of us?" Wuming looked at the Furnace Knight sharply, "I can say yes, I am more difficult than this unlucky thing, are you confident, can you keep me?"

Wuming raised his head slightly: "Let me say it first, my caravans are all over the border, as long as I spread the matter of how the volcano treats the traitors, the volcano itself will be overwhelmed by the traitors, right?"

Wu Ming pointed at the furnace knight, with sharp eyes:
"You have to watch your lord's overbearing thoughts, because such a trivial matter will be ruined! If a knight hinders the way of a king becoming a king, you are a sinner!"

The awe-inspiring aura of the furnace knight was indeed weakened, and Wuming sensed with the keenness of a soldier that the furnace knight's fighting spirit had been weakened.

But he didn't give up completely, but was in a state of entanglement.

"I don't want to fight with you either. You are the knight who protects Tanis, and I am... the brother of the person who covets Tanis's beauty. I am my younger brother and sister. How about this, we can fight each other. I lose, I promise Keep your mouth shut, and never come here again. If you lose, I won’t talk too much, but if you pretend nothing happened, and tell me where Lakad is, how about it?”

This proposal really hit the furnace knight's heart, and Wuming felt that the soldiers reached an agreement.

The two knights looked at each other, their eyes were like lightning, sparks collided, as if thousands of words had been communicated and understood through the tacit understanding of the same fighters, there was no need to say more.

With a look, Wuming already understood what the furnace knight meant.

With just one glance, the furnace knight understood what Wuming meant.

With one look, the method of the two people's cultural struggle has been decided.

Surrounded by raging flames, the two confronted each other, their aura rising steadily, and the accumulated strength was like this volcano, waiting to erupt at any time.

Finally, the furnace was the first to move.

He raised his hand, and the big sword in his hand was spinning at an unprecedented speed, and the golden light almost covered the dazzling lava light around him.

The power of the vortex of the furnace was unprecedentedly strong, stirring up the clothes in the large water tank in front of him, splashing water, and throwing away the stains with domineering force.

"Are you serious?" A snake man beside him couldn't believe it.

This is the snake-man transformed by Ashmi. After being hot for a long time, she suddenly realized that turning into a snake-man would not be afraid of the scorching lava.

Even his heated mind became clearer, and he immediately realized the absurdity of the competition between Wuming and the furnace knight.

"Competition on laundry?" Ashmi confirmed again.

"Can't you?" Wuming asked back.

"I don't understand." The snake man Ashmi was puzzled, "Can't you just kill him?"

"He is Tanis' personal bodyguard." Nameless said, "Based on my observation, Tanis is just such a guard. Without the pressure of the furnace knights, Tanis will encounter those traitors, and accidents will happen within two days — something happened to her, Patch must die of grief."

Wuming laughed and said, "Besides, if I win, he will have to tell us where Lakad is."

"Are you good at laundry?" Ashmi asked.

"No, never washed it." Wuming said.

"Then what do you compare to?"

"You won't?" Wuming asked.

"I won't."

"I thought you knew everything." Wuming said, "Aren't you very good at studying?"

"I want to learn to become a king, what should I learn from those subhumans in your caravan?" Ashmi said.

"Look, you've learned a lesson now. You have to learn combat skills, and you have to learn laundry, so that you can be called healthy." Wuming said, "Only when you develop morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor in an all-round way can you become a powerful king. Various situations."

"Then do you know how to do laundry?" Ashmi interrupted Wuming's conversation with one sentence.

"I'm the boss, not the king." Wuming said.

"What should we do now, Boss?" Boss Ashmi bit down hard.

On the side of the furnace knight, several clothes have been washed out, and they are as vigorous as a machine.

"Of course the employees are allowed to work." Wuming said.

"I told you I wouldn't—"

Wuming stared at the golden shards on the sword of the furnace knight. All kinds of biological characteristics were gathered in the furnace, and everything was fused together, full of vitality.

Wuming looked at the magma again, showing nostalgic look:

"Don't worry, I don't need you. Your boss, I still have a few tricks that you haven't learned yet."

Nameless clasped his hands together, and then opened them gently.

In the small space in the palm, a distorted flame rose up.

The flame was extremely hot, and what was even more strange was that it was quite active, ready to move in Wuming's palm, like a little flaming snake.

Like life.

"Sin, sin..." Wuming muttered something, throwing the flame in his hand into the lava in front of him.

"What?" Ashmi couldn't understand.

Suddenly, the lava raised a bulge, and something seemed to stand out from the lava.

But occasionally lava slipped from the raised things, and what were exposed were clearly some rock blocks.

"The stone... was given life?" Ashmi tried hard to understand what was in front of him.

The lava merged with the rock block, and presented a life-like skin and texture, and a strange-shaped thing came out of the lava.

The body is in the shape of a cylinder, and the six feet under the feet don't know whether they are tentacles or suction cups.

The cylindrical body is covered with eyeballs of different sizes, which are constantly opening and closing.

In Ashimina's detection line of sight beyond the line of sight, it can also be seen that the cylindrical body is hollow, and inside is a vortex-shaped flesh wall, and the inner wall is full of sharp teeth.

"What is this?" Ashmi looked at those eyes, feeling a little dizzy.

"Chaos." Wuming said.

"chaos?"

"Call it Chaos." Wuming smiled, "Let's call it the Chaos of Gemir Volcano."

He opened his hands, and called out to the strange-looking monster:

"Go, isn't it the power of the vortex, who wouldn't, turn him to death!"

The monster moved upon hearing the sound, stretched out its tentacles with suction cups, grabbed Ashmi in its hands, and threw it into the cylinder.

Then the meat wall rotated, and the sharp teeth started.

Ashmi was a little confused inside.

"Who will die?"

(End of this chapter)