The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 285 The Prelude to the Volcano

In the volcano mansion, Diaros stood in front of Tanis, pursing his lips and gritting his teeth.

"You haven't given up yet?" Tanis looked at Diaros with some appreciation.

"I'm going to be a hero..." Diaros blushed, "I know I haven't been doing well lately, but I—"

Tanis stood up, raised her finger, and put it in front of Dialos' lips:
"Tragus was indeed my mistake. I didn't expect Patch to be so powerful that even a strong man like Eleonora would fail. It's not your fault to give a newcomer such a difficult task all at once. I will Give you a suitable task."

Diaros took a step back and nodded.

"Speaking of Patch, that guy is actually a traitor." Dialos clenched his fists angrily. "My brother said that loyalty is very important."

"Not quite," Tanith said.

Dialos was a little puzzled: "Isn't he a traitor?"

Tanis pondered for a moment, did not answer Diaros, but took out a letter and handed it to Diaros:

"This is your task, and there will be no problems this time."

After sending Diaros away, Tanis took out another letter, opened it and read it.

"Patch..."

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Patch was standing in front of Alexander with Wuming, chatting about his hometown.

"Hometown..." Wuming read this strange yet familiar word.

Alexander thought Wuming was surprised, scratched the lid of the pot again, and let out a simple and honest laugh:
"The pot also has a hometown."

Wuming leaned over to the cliff and looked down.

At the bottom of the cliff in the lake area, Kalia's Study leads to the bottom of the God's Tower, and it doesn't make a sharp turn down to the sea. There is also a small piece of land, which is very hidden.

On this piece of land, you can see houses, and many flowers and plants. On the streets, you can see living pots, big and small, playing and resting.

"Is this your hometown?" Wuming said.

"Yeah." Alexander nodded the lid on the pot, and his tone became much softer, "I just made up my mind and I won't go back."

"Why didn't you come back?" Wuming asked.

"I am Warrior Pot, and my mission is to become a hero. Countless warriors sleep in my body, dreaming of becoming a hero. That is my innate mission."

Alexander stood by the cliff, looking at the small village below: "If you want to be a hero, you have to let go of homesickness."

The warrior pot, who usually only likes to laugh heartily, has firmness and a touch of sadness in his tone, which is the worry of being far away from his hometown. The faint fragrance of flowers wafting from the bottom of the cliff lingers around the warrior pot.

Alexander suddenly laughed again, scratching his head embarrassedly:

"Although I can't go home, I want to say that when I come back this time, I can look at it from the cliff - I just approached it casually, and I just saw it. As a result, I was directly stuck in the hole. The warriors in me may reprimand me for this Be weak."

Nameless and Patch looked at each other and exchanged glances.

"I really envy you, Alexander." Wuming said, "None of us have a hometown, and we can't even look at it."

"I have." Melina raised her hand, "It's still Wangcheng."

"Go, go, what's the matter with you." Wuming pushed Melina away.

Alexander said:

"Maybe the world is fair, and you also have power beyond my reach."

"Then you are wrong Alexander." Wuming said, "I have no hometown, or I have lost my hometown, so I can only regard the place where I live as my hometown. Meet beautiful people, experience beautiful things, and then see the world. To be my hometown, and to continue the world, I can become so powerful."

Nameless knocked on Alexander's body:
"People still have to look forward to becoming stronger."

"The dream of the warrior in my body is also a hope." Alexander was a little confused when he heard Wuming's specious words.

"This is a matter of size." Wuming said, "Only those who embrace the world can become kings. Even if you can't become a king, you can still become a hero. The warrior in your body is not enough."

"Indeed!" Alexander greatly agreed, "As expected of a powerful warrior, my strength is not enough. Sure enough, I still need to continue to practice and incorporate more powerful warriors into my body."

Alexander stared at Wuming:

"Hey, if I can accommodate a warrior as powerful as you, my size will definitely become bigger."

Nameless smiled:

"If there is a chance, when you go to the academy to help me, I will definitely find the corpse of the strong man for you."

"I will definitely do my best to build the toughest body." Alexander promised Wuming, "I will go right away."

Speaking of which, Alexander was about to turn around and leave.

"No hurry, you can go to see your hometown again." Wuming said.

"That's right, I got stuck in the hole before, and I haven't seen it yet." Alexander walked over, and after nameless persuasion, Alexander was no longer ashamed to show his weak thoughts and emotions in front of others.

Alexander stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the village. The ups and downs of the pot body became smaller, as if he was holding his breath and watching carefully.

"The cliff is too obtrusive to see, you have to get closer." Wuming said.

Alexander bent down, put his hands on the edge of the cliff, and stretched out half of his body outside the cliff.

"Oh, it really opened up a lot." Alexander said, "You still have more ways."

"That's right, I can do a lot." Wuming said, nodding to Patch.

Paqi walked slowly to Alexander's side, lifted his foot, and kicked to the bottom of Alexander's pot. Before Alexander could scream, he fell straight down the cliff, and the smooth body of the pot rotated along the steep wall. Rolled all the way down and smashed into Hucun.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my foot slipped." Patch yelled from a distance on the edge of the cliff, apologizing to Alexander, although there was no apology in his tone.

"Your kicking skills are still so pleasing to the eye." Wuming also walked to the edge of the cliff, and saw that Alexander stood up as if nothing had happened, "There is no injury."

Melina looked at the two of them and took a few steps back silently.

One blows people into the sky, and the other kicks people into the ground, who are they?

Patch looked at Wuming: "Are you going down too?"

"Go get the money first, hold Luen in your hands, and feel at ease." Wuming led the two into Kalia's study.

The interior of Kalia's study is a tower with a circular structure, and the lower floor is directly connected to the sea, which is filled with sea water.

However, the door leading to Lani's God's Tower cannot be found in the door of the study, and special instructions need to be used to activate the mechanism of the study.

According to Lani's instructions, enter the internal command, activate the magic circle, turn the whole study upside down, go through the upside-down stairs, and find the hidden door.

There was also a magic professor guarding the door in the study, attacking indiscriminately, using a magic bow to harass the three of them while teleporting, and was finally restrained by the irritable Wuming and then tied up.It took him a long time to convince the professor that he had a close relationship with the Kalia royal family.

"I should say hello to the Queen of the Full Moon and let her make it easier for me." Wuming sighed.

"How do you say hello? I'm going to dissect your daughter's body, please open the door for us?" Patch said.

"Renara doesn't care so much about the child now, there's no problem, she will definitely respect the child's wishes." Wuming said confidently, "Besides, there is Burke, let him blow the pillow away."

"The royal family of Kalia is under your control." Paqi said.

"Who made them rich?" Wuming smiled and pushed open the door.

The God's Tower is right in front of you, and there is a god-skin noble in front of you.The plump and chubby figure is quite eye-catching.

"You go." Wuming poked Patch.

"Why don't you go up?"

"Don't you have a good relationship with the volcano? You go and talk about it."

"The god skin and the volcano are in a cooperative relationship, not all the god skins belong to the volcano's people." Patch said, "I understand and don't understand."

"I don't understand you." Wuming kicked Patch out, "You go."

Paqi didn't refuse, he went to talk to the nobleman of the skin, and came back after a while:
"Let's go, make sense."

The sturdy god-skin nobleman watched them leave, and when Wuming passed by, the god-skin nobleman showed him a mysterious smile:
"Godslayer, I look forward to your performance."

Wuming was a little baffled, nodded to the god-skin nobleman, and moved to Paqi's side:

"What did you tell him?"

Patch said: "The godskin nobles are a group of down-and-out guys who are crazy about hunting gods. I told you about your deeds, and he thinks you are gay."

"I didn't kill God because I wanted to." Wuming muttered.

After going up to the God's Tower, Wuming and the others finally saw Lani's body.

This god tower is not like Gregor's god tower, there are two-fingered corpses lying there, it is empty here, only a small human corpse in the center.

It was a scorched black corpse, lying alone in the center of the God's Grant Tower, the body was rotten, and the face could not be seen clearly, only a few strands of red hair on the head, and a slender and tall figure could be vaguely recognized.

On the back of the corpse, a half-legged wound ring that has turned black is engraved on the back, like a multi-legged insect lying on its back.The same coat of arms was suspended on Lani's body, like a big rune, exuding an ominous aura.

"This is Lani's corpse..." Wuming squatted next to the corpse and examined it carefully, "I can indeed feel that there is still a huge amount of power in it, and it is even baked."

Nameless pointed to the centipede ring:

"Is this Lani's big rune?"

"No, this is the curse mark that was engraved when she died." Melina said, "When the demigod died for the first time, the curse mark would be engraved. Normally speaking, it would be a circular ring."

"This is a semicircle." Wuming said.

Melina said: "Lani only has physical death, and only half of the marks."

"Can you take this curse mark away? This kind of curse mark is related to death. Although it is not a big rune, it can also become a rune. It is quite dangerous..." Melina explained, wanting to ask Wuming to deal with this kind of dangerous.

Turning around, he found that Wuming was holding the curse mark and stuffing it into his mouth, and he had already gnawed half of it.

"What are you doing?" Melina was startled, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I feel it too. This curse mark is indeed quite powerful." Wuming said, "I can't help it, I can't help it."

Wuming spat out a centipede ring stained with thick yellow liquid, whether it was saliva or something, and handed it to Melina: "Do you want it?"

Melina waved her hands again and again, showing a disgusted expression.

"That's good, I'll eat this, and you can just distribute the corpse to the employees." Wuming stuffed the centipede ring into his mouth again, and swallowed it whole.

Together, the three of them smashed Lani's body into thousands of pieces, beat them into a pulp, and then used Melina's secret method to refine Rune.

Then they gestured to the ground and prayed together:

"Thanks to the god-man Lani for giving us runes."

"Is this the body of a Kamito...it's amazing." Paqi looked at the huge amount of runes in Melina's hand and was amazed.

"Hurry up and go back, the employees must be waiting in a hurry." Wuming said, "Compensate more wages."

"Employees will not be in a hurry, the wages have already started to be paid back." Patch said, "It won't take long to make up."

Wuming stared: "You stole the money back?"

"You underestimate the size of the caravan too. To reach your level, there are many ways to get money." Patch said, "Which caravan boss do you see raising money by working around like an adventurer? The task makes money?"

"Then how do you make money?" Wuming asked.

"Just spread the word," Patch said. "Don't forget, we have the most convenient commuting roads from Nimgfu to Lake District to Yatan."

Patch showed a sinister smile:

"Did you forget that there are still a large number of faders active in the borderlands. Renala is revived, Lataen is resurrected, and faders hunt these top demigods without hope, and they will all flock to the Altar Plateau."

"I really forgot." Wuming suddenly said, "Oh, these faders came too slowly, I even forgot about this group of people."

Patch said: "A large number of faders are pouring into the Asian altar. They need to pay tolls to cross the bridge to the plateau. The faders without witches need to transform into runes. New weapons and treatments need to pay us runes."

"Reliable!" Wuming gave Patch a thumbs up, "I read you right, you really care about the caravan."

Patch smiled: "Of course I care, it's for Tanis after all."

Wuming put his arms around Patch's shoulders: "Don't worry, I won't really attack Tanis."

Patch had nothing to say about the unnamed assurance:
"Then we'll go back first."

"Go and go, I won't delay your earning money." Wuming pushed Melina to Paqi, "I will hand over my money to you."

Wuming handed Luen over to Patch with confidence, and was very satisfied with his bald partner.

At the Volcano Mansion, Tanis also held a letter, very satisfied with Patch.

"...The opening of the road will bring a large number of faders into the sub-altan plateau. Whether it is to find new compatriots or hunt for new power, it is up to you to decide, and it is bound to become the help of the volcano. I hope you can complete your mission as soon as possible. Great Wish - Patch."

Tanis looked at the envelope, sighed, and smiled:
"This is the rare good news recently."

Tanis was in a good mood and was about to go out for a dance when she saw a little snake man stumbling over.

"Laya?" Tanis was surprised, she looked around, confirmed that there was no one there, and hurried to meet her, "Why did you come out like this?"

The snake man looked at Tanis with teary eyes, as if he couldn't even stand on his feet:

"Mother—Master Tanis, have you lied to me?"

Tanis was a little overwhelmed, and forced a smile: "How come... What are you talking about, Laya..."

Before she finished speaking, Tanis saw that Laya was holding a wet and sticky object in her hand.

As if struck by lightning, Tanis became serious: "Laya, why do you have such—"

Tanith seemed to have lost her strength and slumped on the throne.She stroked her forehead:

"Where did you go..."

(End of this chapter)