The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 290

"Where do I start..." the man thought, "Let's start with Tanith's life experience.

"The mask Tanis is wearing was given to her by Lord Lakkad. It is made with reference to the image of a foreign queen, representing the love of Lord Lakkad. But Tanis herself is not a queen. She She is just a dancer, but she was favored by my king. During that time, my king was very obsessed with her, and he didn't care about other concubines..."

When the man said this, he grabbed the exposed muscles on his cheeks with both hands, drawing streaks of blood, with a grim expression on his face:
"Obviously I was the first to dig out the hidden spells for the king and Lord Lakad, let the king study the ancient secrets that have been lost, and let the king have the power to resist the golden tree. I tried my best. Excavate all kinds of punishments and experience all kinds of pain for Master Lakad..."

The man scratched his face, his sleeves slipped off, revealing a shape like dry bones, infested with various toxins, covered with pustules and spots, and looked colorful.

"Ah, Master Lackard, why, why do you favor that dancing girl..."

Laya took a step back and stepped on a corpse:

"Are... are you jealous of Lord Tanis? Who are you?"

"Master Lackard is a great king, and the king naturally does not have only one wife." The man's eyes were cloudy yellow, "I am also Lord Lackard's concubine. Long before Tanis came to the volcano, I That's it."

"You are a man..." Laya whispered.

These words seemed to hurt the man, he rushed to Laya and pressed her on the pile of corpses:

"Do you think so too? Just because I'm a man, I'm not as good as that dancer Tanise?"

Muddy pus burst out from the man's eyes and flowed onto Laya's face.

Laya recovered the body of the snake-man in horror, bursting out with great strength, and overthrew the man.

The man rolled several times on the ground, and there were obvious sounds of fractures.

"Ah... are you still alive?" Laya covered her mouth.

The man stood up as if nothing had happened. Blood was smeared on his body through his clothes. It seemed that blood had burst out of his body.

But there was no other expression on his face, as if this level of pain was nothing.

The man saw Laya's snake-man form and smiled:

"That dancing girl... Lord Lackard loves her so much, but she ignores Lord Lackard's love—I know, I can see clearly—every time Tanis receives Lord Lackard's favor, They will secretly throw away Lord Lakad’s favor, and even insist on taking contraceptive herbal medicine every day. Perhaps it is to maintain their figure as a dancing girl—that stupid woman wasted the blessing she got.”

Laya said: "Master Tanis obviously loves my father very much, I can see that. How do you know so clearly?"

"Of course I know." The man stared straight at Laya, "You entered here through the secret passage, who do you think cultivated the secret passage? In the secret passage, I can see every move in the room. Every time, I They are all watching, and every time Tanis wastes those blessings, I will pick them up."

"Pick it up..." Laya's snake-man face, which was very different from that of a human, could clearly see the expression.

"What a delicious blessing Tanith wasted." The man licked his lips, "and by the time she realized her stupidity, it was too late."

Laya took a few steps back, and the mountain of corpses behind him couldn't stop him.The snake man's eyes were full of surprise, it wasn't fear, it was more like a rejection of something twisted and abnormal.

The man laughed loudly: "Of course Tanis loves Lord Lakkad, but she realized her love for Lakkad too late. By the time she wakes up, Lord Lakkad has already ignored the love of her children. It's me, When Lord Lackard was in trouble, Lord Lackard found me, not Tanis!"

The man reached for the tattered clothes, and took out something from it. It was an amniotic membrane, which was sticky and damp, and contained the embryo of a small snake.

"When did you..." Laya looked at her amniotic membrane subconsciously, and found that it was still there.

If you look closely, you can see that the man's amniotic membrane is much smaller, as if it was made smaller to match Laya's snake-man figure and human figure.

"When Master Lakad raised his sword to the Golden Tree, what he needed was more strength. But the people under the Golden Tree have long lost the idea and ability to reproduce. The volcano is against the Golden Tree, and our numbers will only increase. Fewer." The man said, "Master Lackard needs new power."

Laya lowered her head and looked at her body:
"New power..."

The man said, "You're very sensible, boy. Remember that church where you got the amnion?"

Laya nodded subconsciously.

In that bright red church, the amnion is placed on the altar of the church.On the holy platform, a huge snakeskin covers the top like a curtain.

"That's the new knowledge I searched for my king, the way to produce new-strength corps, and the way Lakad can finally resist the golden tree." Old snake, as long as the old snake swallows its strength, it will shed its skin and give birth."

The man lifted his trousers, revealing a pair of skinny legs.Not metaphorically, the skin and muscles on the two legs have disappeared, leaving only white bones, reinforced with steel.

"In order to verify this secret technique, I personally fed the old snake for a long time, cut off the meat, let the meat grow back, and continued to cut and feed... I successfully made it shed its skin and gave birth to a nest of young snakes."

The man looked at the giant snake in the distance:

"That's the key to our victory."

"...The snake skin in the church is obviously not that big." Laya murmured.

The snake skin in the church can be used as a church curtain at best.If the giant beast in front of him sheds its skin, the unfolded skin might not be able to cover the entire crater.

"The snake is immortal and grows forever. The more it eats, the faster it grows. That's why she is the key to our victory." The man said, "My king Lakad said that he saw it, he saw it, Saw a future where the entire world was swallowed by a giant snake."

Looking at the giant snake, Laya felt a kind of blood inheritance in addition to being shocked.

The man did not lie, he did come from that giant snake.

Is this the truth that Lord Tanis wants to hide from me...

Before Laya recovered from the shock, she heard the man's hearty laugh.

"Your mother—your fake mother, when she fell in love with Lord Lakad, she had no chance to bear children for him. Hehe, hehehe... I still had the last laugh, for Laka I am the one who gives birth to children at De University!"

The man squeezed the amniotic membrane in his hand, and tore his clothes with both hands, revealing his body covered by the ragged shirt.

The moment she saw the man's body, Laya's pupils contracted unprecedentedly.

On the man's emaciated body, densely surrounded by tumor-like growths.It looks like a strawberry, but each strawberry seed is deformed and swollen, but it still looks like it is hanging on the surface.It seems that the pores all over the body have turned into protruding eyeballs, leaving only slender fibers and nerve connections.

In each translucent tumor, there is a small snake wriggling inside.

There were still some tumors on his body that had ruptured, and the unformed little snake mixed with amniotic fluid and blood slowly flowed down from the man's body, which seemed to be crushed when he fell just now.

The man opened his arms, proudly showing his deformed appearance, and looked at Laya with a kind of kindness in his eyes:
"Xiao Laya, your biological mother is me."

A scream passed through the audience hall, and Laya fell on the pile of corpses, got up in panic, and kept away from the man.

But Laya couldn't stand firmly on her feet and fell down again and again.

Men are also a little unsteady.

The ground began to shake, and Laya's scream startled the old snake, the fist twitched towards the sky, stretching out a snake's head.

Just the glance of those huge lamp-like pupils made Laya's whole body go limp.

The lava lamp-like eyes were so cold and emotionless, the giant snake swam towards Laya at a terrifying speed as soon as it rubbed against the ground.

Within a few breaths, she had already caught up with Laya, opened her huge mouth, and was about to swallow it in one gulp.

Laya clearly saw that in the cavity of the pair of giant mouths, many bloody hands stained the inner wall of the mouth, waving at her and grabbing at her.

"Mom!" Laya closed her eyes and screamed one last time.

The ground trembled again, this time from the other side.

A burly figure flew towards Laya from a distance, even reaching Laya faster than the giant snake.

The figure didn't stop, it lowered its body and crossed the snake's jaw.Then he raised the sledgehammer in his hand and beat it fiercely from top to bottom.

The big snake's jaw was hit squarely, it rose up uncontrollably, and then fell slowly.

"Uncle Bernal?" Laya had no strength left, and could only stare blankly at the figure who saved her.

Bernal turned around, picked up Laya with one hand, left the audience hall in a few ups and downs, and ran out of the small hole.

The old snake was woken up but got no food, and angrily wreaked havoc in the audience hall, gnawing on the pile of corpses at will.

It saw the man who couldn't stand still amidst the shaking of the ground, and rushed over without hesitation.

Seeing the giant snake, the man stretched out his arms:
"My king, you are finally willing to eat me, let me be your clansman... together forever..."

A violent impact roar sounded behind him, and even though he had run a long way, the ground was still shaken.

Bernal threw Laya on the ground:

"You are safe, go back to your mother."

"Mom...my mother...who is it?" Laya was in a daze after repeated frightening, "Is that man..."

"You mean Ditica?" Bernal sighed softly, "He used to be a very gentle person, but since Tanis came to the volcano, he has gradually become extreme."

"So you became the leader of Volcanic Punishment?" Laya said.

"That's not it, he has been in this business for a long time." Bernal corrected, "He used to be very gentle when he peeled off his own skin, but now he has a resentment."

Laya was silent, without saying a word.

"Would it be better for me to be eaten?" Laya said.

"You can go back if you want." Bernal didn't care.

Laya looked at the hole from which she escaped, but she couldn't move her feet in fear.

"Uncle Bernal, what are you doing here?"

"Me? I come to see Rackard from time to time." Bernal said, "When I heard you screaming, I just picked you up."

"You already knew the truth?" Laya said.

"Which one are you referring to?" Bernal asked, "The subordinate of the golden tree, or Lakad?"

Laya grabbed her arm, drawing bloodstains:
"He said... I am his child. It is the big snake and his child..."

"He's a man, how could you be his child," Bernal said, "He's farting."

"But he has those..." Laya shook her head again and again as she recalled the terrifying scene.

"Didn't Tanis tell you about your birth?" Bernal said.

"Mother said I was the child of a great king..." Laya was a little lost, "Mother... Lord Tanis lied to me..."

"What did Ditica say?" Bernal asked.

"He... he said the same thing."

"That's right, the son of the great king. Then do you think he is the great king, or is the big snake the great king?"

Bernal picked up the sledgehammer in his hand, and pointed to the sculptural hammer head of the giant snake surrounding the ball.

"snake?"

"Of course it's Lackard." Bernal said, "In a sense, you are indeed Laccade's child, and you can also be regarded as Ditica's child."

Laya gradually woke up:

"Yes, why is it the union with the king? Lord Tanis... and him, they all said that my father is Lord Lakad... But from his narration, I haven't seen Lord Lakad... ..."

Bernal said, "Did you notice the difference between the thing in your hand and those on Ditica?"

Laya looked at the amniotic membrane in her hand. Apart from the different size, the embryo in her hand was obviously more mature and had already developed a human form.

"Humanoid..."

Laya recalled the terrifying scene that impressed her deeply and vividly, and found a difference.

The amnion on Ditica's body is cloudy on the outside, like a soft translucent eggshell, and the embryo inside is also a small snake, not a snake man with hands and feet.

"Only strong enough food can affect the fertility of the old snake." Bernal said, "No matter how Ditica feeds his own flesh and blood, or transplants the blood of the old snake, he can only breed snakes.

"As for the snake man, it was Lakad who personally fed the big snake with his own demigod blood, and then the snake man with hands and feet was born. The old snake, which was not big before, can grow so huge."

Bernal concluded: "So, your father is indeed Lakad, and your biological mother is the old snake, and Ditica has indeed made outstanding contributions to your birth. It is not wrong to say that it is your mother."

Laya murmured: "So... this is what it means to meet my parents... This is the truth that Lord Tanis has been hiding from me..."

Laya knelt on the ground, curled up in a ball.

She understood what a white lie was like never before, and Laya could now deeply feel Tanith's love and protection.

But the truth was too horrifying, so horrifying that Laya no longer had the energy to think about Tanis.

What flashed through his mind were the horrible punishments and cursed rituals, the densely packed snake eggs on the man's body, and the mouth of the giant snake full of tentacles that kept beckoning to him...

Laya threw up, put her hands on the ground, unable to restrain her nausea.

Putting her hands on the ground, Laya saw her own hands, those slender hands that did not belong to a human body.

It was neither a snake nor a human body.

Laya almost turned into a human form in a panic, curled up into a ball.

But she really huddled into a ball, and that comfortable posture immediately made her aware of her hunchback.

Even in human form, she can always feel her real body clearly.

She used to be proud of this, and it reminded her of her identity and her pride at that moment.Now it has become a nightmare she cannot escape.

"Uncle Bernal...can you...kill me?" Laya's deep voice was trembling, "I...I dare not...can I ask you to kill me..."

"I can't." Bernal was very decisive, and the voice of refusal seemed to be gnashing his teeth, which made Laya's body tremble again.

Laya looked at Bernal, and saw that he was tightly gripping the hammer handle, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing some monstrous anger.

It's just that the anger wasn't aimed at her, it seemed that Laya's words aroused Bernal's memory.

Bernal noticed Laya's eyes, he let out a long breath, and his tone returned to calm:

"Laya, you remember, the blasphemy and filth of the volcano, our ugliness... are all because the golden tree has betrayed us. The splendid royal court is not because of their civilization, but because they are so powerful that they don't need to show their ugliness .”

Bernal took the big hammer and walked to the audience hall:
"But you really don't belong to the volcano. Tanis has protected you too well. Decide on your own future and find a way to carry your blasphemy and filth."

Laya looked at Bernal's retreating figure, curled up silently crying.

How could anyone bear such filth... Even my mother covered it up with lies, and wanted to kill herself just by recalling her own background...

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"Look what good things I got." Wu Minggao held up something and smiled happily.

It was a deformed and enlarged branch, in the shape of a column, and on the column, small red tumors grew densely.

Wuming took off a small tumor, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it with gusto.

"Hey, what's so disgusting." Patch and the surrounding employees took a step back.

"It's a new product from Stone City." Wuming said, "Greek's improved Roja fruit, relying on grafting technology, allows such a plant to grow ten times and a hundred times the past Roja fruit. The yield has doubled, Great increase!"

"No wonder it looks so disgusting." Melina said, "It's very grafted. You don't even eat Torret..."

Melina looked down and found that Torret was chewing such a huge cylindrical plant in his mouth, and the red slurry kept bursting out of his mouth.

"Toret?" Melina felt for the first time that she didn't know Toret well enough.

Wuming laughed: "It's still a smart horse."

Nameless mentioned the deformed plant:
"You know, we also rely on the Roja fruit for our weaving. With this thing, the loss of the silk business over there can be greatly made up for."

"It's a good thing, I don't know what it is." Wuming was heartbroken at the short-sightedness of the employees.

The employees all expressed their respect and gratitude, and stayed away from the nameless plant, as if some bug would burst out of it in the next second.

Melina also pulled Torret back, gnawing on the octopus' feet without saying a word.

"Ah, speaking of this, the cook has developed another dish." Seeing the octopus feet that Melina ate, Wuming suddenly remembered something, and announced to Melina happily.

"What?" Melina stopped backing away and took a few steps forward.

"Wait." Wuming found the hooligan who had turned into a caravan chef, and asked for a plate of thick, sticky white matter. The white matter was still intertwined, forming a ball, just like the intertwined Like an octopus.

Melina lost interest when she saw it: "What is this?"

"Sperm pods of octopus." Wuming said.

Melina took a step back calmly.

"I heard it's delicious." Nameless said.

"Then have you eaten?" Melina said blankly.

"I have no sense of taste." Wuming said, "Come and try this new dish, but when you eat it, you must pay attention to the angle of the bite, otherwise it will explode in your mouth and drill into the muscles of your mouth. There are several The sons of bad omens were all sent to the perfumer for treatment, and I heard that digging them out of the mouth is quite troublesome."

"Thank you, I can't eat." Melina refused.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot that you are also a spirit body." Nameless said, "Let me process it for you—in fact, my method is also simple, just inject the soul, and use a curse method to make the soul and the entity The lines of demarcation become blurred..."

Wuming manipulated it, and the sticky white balls on the plate really changed—every bulge of the sticky ball struggled to form a face full of resentment, as if the sperm pods were not filled with seeds of life , but a resentful soul.

Or the seeds possessed by resentful souls.

"The appearance is good." Wuming was pleasantly surprised by the change in the appearance of the dish. "It reminds me of an old man. From now on, this dish will be called... cold red turban, how about it?"

Wuming wanted to ask Melina for advice, but when she looked up, she found that Melina had already run away.

Wuming shook his head: "I don't know the goods."

As he spoke, he poured the plate into his mouth along the slit of the helmet, and the viscous and foaming white substance seeped into Wuming's mouth along the breathing hole, occasionally bubbling and bursting on the helmet.When it broke apart, there was a faint whistling of resentful souls.

Nameless hiccupped, exhaled a burst of resentment, and faintly formed the head of a ghost, and then slowly dissipated into the air.

"What should I do next? There are too many things to do, so I don't know what to do..." Wuming felt the trouble of happiness, and felt that everything around him was thriving.

Although the volcano no longer communicates with the caravan, a large number of faders have gone to the Asian altar, and the business of the unnamed caravan has improved a lot recently.They set up a temporary camp at Sanchakou, and the daily business is very good.

The results of other partners are also beginning to unfold.

Maremare sent many repaired golems over, alleviating the problem of limited trolls and labor shortage.

The academy is also making rapid progress. With the brainstorming of various talents, it is said that Lani's new body has been iterated for several generations, and each generation is extremely powerful.

Counting the time, the faders have been on the Asian altar for a long time, and they must have greatly impacted the old order of the Asian altar as they imagined.

"It's time to go to see Wang Cheng." Wuming thought to himself.

Wuming approached Montgomery, Lance Shanks and others to discuss arrangements, while he prepared the convoy and tribute gifts, and planned the details of the business.

It was planned that an army from the royal city would come over, dressed in sharp clothes, well-equipped, and resolute.The knights and soldiers lined up in battle, quite majestic.

"Is this here to pick us up?" Wuming asked, thinking that Menggot and the others had found it.

"They are here to expel us." Patch, who was in charge of welcoming him, came back and replied to Nobody.

(End of this chapter)