The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 295 Heartbroken

When the balloon took off from the Asian altar, more people filled it.

Yura, Patch, Cerlian and Neferi, Wuming took out all the top combat power they could find, and they all stood on the lid of Alexander's pot at this time.

"It's a little tight," Patch said.

"It will be fine when we get to the volcano." Wuming said.

The balloon controlled by the storm is just suitable for the isolated and difficult terrain of the volcano.If you want, you can also bypass the volcano mansion directly and land directly inside the volcano.

"After approaching, the balloon will stop at a distance first, saluting first and then attacking." Paqi said.

"Isn't the volcano closed?" Wuming asked, "How should we behave?"

"I'll tell," Patch said.

"Then do we want to bring some presents?" Wuming said, "Let's give a gift first."

"Did you bring a present?" Patch asked.

Wuming touched his whole body: "Is Luen okay?"

"Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

"What's wrong? No one will dislike Rune!"

"Let me do it." Patch took out a small object.

Like a scallop, it made a crisp sound under Patch's pinching.

"What is this?" Wuming leaned over curiously.

"Instruments," Patch replied.

"It's so simple." Wuming listened to the monotonous sound of the percussion instrument, "Isn't it possible to make a sound if you just slap your own butt? Maybe there are more tones."

Patch gave Wuming a white look: "This is an instrument for dancers, adding rhythm and other sounds to the dance steps. There is no time to slap your ass."

Patch held the castanets, and suddenly made an exaggerated gesture like a courting male bird: "Flamenco dance steps! - Do you understand?"

Patch slammed a bit hard all of a sudden, one of the castanets missed and the balloon dropped.

"Ah!" Patch exclaimed.

Yura drew out the knife, caught the instrument with the back of the knife, and fished out the castanets.

"Thank you." Patch took off his hood, and wiped the sweat that just started up.

"Is this gift too shabby?" Wuming looked at the humble instrument.

"That's a rarity in the Borderlands," Patch said. "I've been working on caravans for you all day to find this one."

"Where did you get it?" Wuming was curious.

"Over there in Shade of Sun City." Patch said, "There are a lot of good things buried in the mud over there in Shade of Sun City. It used to be a centralized execution place for sinners, and you can get everything there."

"That is to say, you take the relics of the executed prisoners and give them to Tanis." Wuming concluded.

Patch felt uncomfortable: "Who says it's a relic, maybe the original owner didn't die."

"Anyway, you turned out of the poisonous mud pond." Wuming said.

Patch blushed: "We old Grimmels, let's do this!"

"Anyway, just don't flatter the horse's leg." Wuming said, "The gift has angered Tanis, so we can't give the gift first."

Patch held the castanets in his arms, cursing and refusing to answer Nameless.

Wuming laughed: "When it comes to Tanis, this old thing becomes not so old."

"Here we are." Selian said suddenly, frowning, "The stench of the volcano."

Wuming looked down, and they had indeed flown over the broken bridge where carriages could not pass, and the sulfurous smell of the volcano shot straight into the sky.

"I think it smells pretty good." Wuming sniffled.

"Don't you have no sense of smell?"

"But I just feel comfortable." Wuming looked at Selian, "You don't seem to like volcanoes?"

"Gemmel's spell is very boring." Se Lian stared at the crater below, "Take ignorance as a personality, look down on it."

"Such a big enmity..." Wuming looked sideways, "So you don't like volcanoes so much."

"Don't worry, we will help if we should." Selian said, looking at the crater unhappily.

The dense fog of gunpowder smoke that lingered in the crater all year round suddenly surged, and a giant emerald creature no smaller than a balloon rushed out of the dense fog and smashed straight at the crowd.

Se Lian's pupils shrank suddenly, and she, who had been observing the direction of the crater, reacted immediately, stretched out the staff, and at the same time, a combination of blue, green and gold rays of light swelled from the top of the staff, enveloping everyone in reverse, Facing the impact of the giant.

Facing Tops' force field, the giant was torn apart, and after a violent jolt, green rain began to fall around the balloon.

"This seems to be... old phlegm." Patch judged.

A few drops of viscous green liquid fell onto the rope beside him, making a sizzling sound.

"Why is this old phlegm still so sour?" Wuming quickly patted off the green phlegm stuck to the rope.

Wuming took a breath and said to Se Lian, "Fortunately, I have you."

"The good news is that we're all right." Selian looked up. "The bad news is that the balloon is gone."

Everyone looked up together, only to notice that amidst the storm and smoke, the top of their heads could be seen at a glance, and the balloon was riddled with holes.

Everyone blinked their eyes and fell straight down.

Everyone grabbed the few remaining ropes, followed Alexander to descend in a circle, and made a sound of breaking through the air.

"Is there any help for us?" Wuming asked Patch, tugging at the rope.

"Unless the big snake scurries down and eats us, and pulls us out again." Patch turned pale, grabbed the rope with one hand, and tightly protected the percussion instrument with the other, "I shouldn't be with you guy. Sit in a balloon."

"I wouldn't have come to the volcano without you." Wuming kicked Patch while falling, "Quick, kick us down so we won't fall to our deaths."

"what about me?"

"I'll send your relic to Tanis! It must be a relic now."

"I'll kick you down first and throw you to death. If you splash ash on the ground, we won't be able to fall to your death." Patch's eyes were fierce.

Seeing that Patch was unwilling to make a move, Wuming personally released a light-weight magic to try to slow down the falling speed.But Wuming is clear that at such a height, it is useless to lighten his body, he should fall to his death or he will fall to his death.

But at the moment when the magic was added to his body, Nefeli let go of his hand, took out the eagle ax in his hand, and swung the eagle ax in midair.

The storm in the sky became more violent. For a while, sand and rocks were flying around, and I couldn't see the outside at all, only a strong sense of weightlessness.But soon the sense of weightlessness disappeared, and the hurricane swept up everyone, blowing them from bottom to top at an unusual angle, catching several people firmly, and falling safely.

"What did I say, Nefeli's strength is indispensable." Wuming jumped up from the ground and praised Nefeli vigorously.Then he looked at Patch with disgust, "It's much better than the old stuff."

Patch also got up, checked the musical instrument in his arms, and touched his shiny bald head.

"Where's my wig?" Patch was shocked.

"Blow it away." Nefeli guessed.

Patch clutched the castanets tightly, lamenting that he couldn't see Tanith at his best:
"Forget it, you guys stay here first, I'll go."

Paqi asked Wuming and others to stop in the distance, and went to the volcano alone.

Selian and Wuming placed a large lens, looking at Patch and the volcano mansion from a distance.

The volcano mansion opened the door normally, and Patch walked in normally.

After a while, he walked out again, with a dull expression, and walked back all the way.

"How is it?" Wuming asked.

Patch came back to his senses: "Tanis knows we're here, please let us in for dinner."

"This is a good thing." Wuming greeted the others, "Go to the banquet."

Wuming asked Paqi: "Why are you unhappy?"

"She was acting a little weird," Patch said.

Because Alexander was too big, he could only stop outside the door and compete with the Epilepsy Volcano Demon.

When Wuming entered the volcano mansion, he probably knew where Tanis was.

It was a kind of spiritual depression, which was not obvious, but judging from the conversation between Tanis and them, it was obviously a bit slower, as if she was thinking about something on her mind, and her mind was not on Wuming and the others.

Even with a table of dishes on the table, Tanis didn't think about entertaining them.

Wuming wanted to ask, but when he saw Patch, he kicked him over, his eyes hinting wildly.

Patch stuffed the castanets into his pocket and asked:

"Mrs. Tanis, what happened?"

Tanis trembled slightly, even the sharp eye sockets of the mask could not conceal the tiredness and desolation in her eyes.

The hesitation and fragility in Tanise's eyes flashed, and she suddenly said to Patch solemnly:

"Can I ask you one thing?"

"Another mission to hunt compatriots?" Wuming said, "We won't accept this job. We're just a caravan. The volcano job has nothing to do with us, so don't make things difficult for us."

Tanis smiled wryly: "Don't worry, this time I'm not going to hunt fellow faders."

She took a medicine bottle from her sleeve pocket.

"Can you please feed this to my daughter Laya?"

It was a delicate copper vial, which contained an amber-like lava-colored substance and a twig-like structure, like a sapling that had been burned to black ash in a sea of ​​fire.

"What's this?" Patch asked.

Tanis was silent for a moment, then said slowly:

"This is the secret medicine that my king Lakad once gave me. It can make people forget the painful things."

"Why is Laya in pain?" Wuming asked, "Shed her skin?"

"You know who she is?" Tanith said.

"Zelayas." Wuming said.

"It really is you..." Tanis said with complicated eyes, "It's you, the one who entered the volcano."

"Ah? What kind of brain circuit is this, I don't know." Wuming pretended to be stupid.

Tanise let out a long sigh: "Forget it, forget it, since she trusts you, it's easier for you to feed her."

"So what's going on?" Wuming asked, "You parents are going to get divorced. It's too painful for the children to know? But the fact of your divorce is a fact. Even if the children forget it now, they will know it sooner or later. Forgetting is not Rewrite reality."

Wuming's eyes were sharp: "It's okay even if you get divorced. You can remarry. I'm the priest of marriage. I can organize a wedding for you on the spot. It's the same to find a stepdad for the child."

Patch didn't respond to Wuming's words, he took the small bottle and looked at Tanis solemnly:
"Forget the secret medicine? Are you serious?"

Tanith's confident and sharp eyes disappeared, and she didn't look at Patch:

"I know, I know it well—this is trampling on the dignity of Zelayas, just like what the Golden Tree did to us. But, I...I have to make this move."

Tanis covered her face: "That child... asked me to kill her. I can't bear it, I can't bear the pain of losing her... My king also knew how weak I am, so he gave me this medicine ..."

Wuming stepped forward to take the medicine from Paqi, observing the mysterious color inside the medicine bottle:
"Happiness built on lies..."

Seeing Wuming take the medicine, Tanis said:
"If you are willing to help, I can pay you 120 runes."

"Why are there still parts and wholes?" Wuming said.

"It seems to be... the rune I brought over." Patch was a little uncertain.

Wuming looked at the medicine bottle again, turned around, and was about to walk towards Laya's room. At the same time, he raised his hand to make a firm gesture for Tanis behind him:
"Ma'am, don't worry, I'll pour it in for her too. In exchange, can you tell us about the big snake of the volcano—"

Before taking two steps, the medicine in her hand was snatched away by Nefeli. She stared at Wuming:

"Give you the medicine and you will drink it?"

"Yes." Wuming nodded to Nefeli.

Nefeli was so angry that she stuffed the medicine into her arms:
"Although I don't know what it is, it's obvious that the child can't stand the blow. I'll go and enlighten her."

Patch brought Tanis a cup of hot tea to calm her down.

Wuming blinked: "As soon as we entered the door, people were disintegrated in half?"

He asked Selian: "You say, false happiness or painful truth, which one do you choose?"

Serlian thought for a while: "I don't know, it's too abstract."

"For example, you are doomed to never be able to pursue your original dream, to suffer forever, or to forget this ideal, which one do you choose?" Wuming said.

Se Lian frowned: "Why can't I succeed, I will definitely succeed."

"If, I mean if, for example, you just don't have that talent." Wuming said.

These words suddenly startled Se Lian, she looked at Wuming, as if she had been poked into something sad.Suddenly, his lips twitched slightly, and then he squatted down, his shoulders drooping in frustration.

There is another frustrated person in the volcano mansion.

"Ah..." Wuming looked around.

There were sad faces all over the place.

Wuming scratched his head: "Did I say something that shouldn't be said?"

"You're so strong," Patch said, "You forget that not everyone is as strong as you."

Wuming also froze, and Patch's words seemed to have touched some memory of Wuming, and he also sat down on the ground, approaching Seren:
"Lend me the chicken wings."

Selian grabbed a chicken wing from the dining table and gave it to Wuming.

The audience was silent, like a mourner.

Wuming held the chicken wings and held a silent mourning for 3 minutes.

"Okay, continue." Wuming stood up, "No matter how painful it is, you have to go on, choose peace and happiness, and those who are defeated by pain, let the strong carry their ideals."

When Tanis heard Wuming's words, she lowered her eyes and stroked her chest:

"Your words... are very similar to my king. Although he is a businessman, he is the most dazzling person I have ever seen."

Tanis lowered her head, and didn't see that as soon as these words came out, Patch and Wuming immediately stared wide-eyed.

After a flustered eye contact, Wuming took out a fireball and stuck it to the back of Patch's forehead. His bald head became extremely dazzling, and a halo rose on the back of his head.

"Madam, please forgive me." Paqi lowered his voice and said in a deep magnetic voice, "I'll take care of Laya's matter."

"Are you coming?" Tanis looked up at Patch, dazzled by the light, and stretched out her hands to block it.

Patch extinguished the fireball on his forehead:

"Laya is emotionally turbulent now, and needs to change the environment and do other things to divert her attention. The child is sensitive, but she is not heartless. Let her continue to be depressed, and she will only sink deeper and deeper, but solve it as soon as possible, and she will be in the future. become stronger."

"Get her off the volcano?" Tanith asked.

"This is the only way to go at the moment." Patch said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of her. She will definitely grow up and inherit your pride and tenacity."

"I... just a weak woman." Tanith said, "I don't even want to let Laya leave..."

"Why don't you teach your child how to dance." Patch suggested, "During exercise, the depressed spirit will be relieved, which can effectively relieve her emotions."

"Dance……"

Patch twitched a bit, but took another deep breath, and took out the castanets in his pocket in one go:

"Yes, teach her to dance. Skilled fighters can understand each other's mind through battle, and Laya can definitely understand you through your dance steps."

Just as she was speaking, Laya's room opened, and Neferi walked out holding Laya, who was not much younger than her. Laya lay on Neferi's shoulder, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Comfort." Nefeli said, "I was lying on the bed crying when I went in."

"So capable?" Wuming was surprised, "When did you know how to be a mother?"

Nefeli said, "Talk from experience."

"Experience as a mother?"

"The experience of being a daughter!"

Wuming thought about it: "Yes, you are indeed familiar."

Neferi's collapse was no less severe than Laya's.

"Give it to me, I'll take care of her." Patch greeted her, showing her strength in front of Tanis.

Seeing Laya who had fallen asleep peacefully, Tanis seemed to be more emotionally stable.

Seeing this, Wuming wanted to ask Tanis something serious, but Paqi also leaned over, so he didn't have a chance to speak.

Neferi walked to him, pulled him, and looked at Laya's room.

Wuming understood: "Madam, let's go back to the room to rest first, alas, the journey is too tiring."

Nefeli entered the room with the nameless Selian Yula, closed the door carefully, and said to them:
"I asked why the child collapsed. Her father is the big snake, or her mother."

"Isn't mother Tanith?"

"I found out that it wasn't the biological mother who broke down." Nefeli said, "The point is that the big snake, the big snake, ate Lakad."

"Ah?" Wuming seemed to see many virtual images of the future where many of his plans were shattered, "Did you just eat it? Can you still cut it out before it turns into shit?"

"Laya, who ate long ago, gave birth after eating." Neferi told Wuming the information he got from Laya,

"From Laya's description, the big snake has become bigger recently. It can swallow and expand infinitely. Lakad intends to use the big snake to swallow the golden tree and the world."

Se Lian asked, "Is this how we repay the king's city?"

"Should it be all right?" Wuming was unsure, "Let's go back and talk about it."

Wuming went out, called Paqi, and wanted to take Laya with him first.

"Go back so soon?" Patch asked.

"It's all right." Wuming suggested Patch.

Patch didn't appreciate it, and seemed unwilling to leave.

"Don't you have to take the child out first?" Wuming said, "Pick it up, we will take care of her, you can come back if you want."

"Laya hasn't learned how to dance with Tanis yet." Patch said so.

"Let's relax first, then practice dancing, don't worry."

Paqi hesitated for a moment, said goodbye to Tanis, took Laya, and picked up Alexander at the door, and a group of six left the volcano mansion.

After leaving the mansion of the volcano, an unknown number came to Patch:

"As soon as I met Tanis, why didn't I lose my eyesight? Didn't you realize that we were hinting you to leave?"

Patch asked: "Have you found out about the big snake?"

"The big snake swallowed Lakad and all the heroes of the Gemir knights." Wuming said, "It can grow so big because it ate something recently."

"That's all you asked?" Patch asked.

"Is that not enough?" Wuming asked back.

Patch sighed: "Have you ever thought that I don't want to leave the volcano, and I'm also implying to you that the matter is not over yet."

"What is there to finish?" Wuming was puzzled, "Lakade has been eaten, our plan to find Lakade has been shattered, and the next step is to stop the loss immediately."

"You said what the snake ate recently, right?" Patch said. "That's the point."

"The point is not the big snake, but what did he eat?" Wuming was even more puzzled.

"I've got to make sure there's a hell of a guy out there," Patch said. "Go back."

"I just said goodbye to people..." Wuming complained, but still turned around, "What can the big snake eat recently, there are no people in the volcano, the only ones who can eat are those few traitors..."

Wuming was talking, and suddenly realized something:
"Why are there only six people, where is Yura?"

"When we came out of Laya's room, he went in another direction." Nefeli raised her hand.

Wuming stared: "You didn't say that?"

"I thought he was going to the bathroom..."

"Since you finished talking about the big snake, Yura ran away..." Wuming murmured, thinking of a terrible possibility, "This guy won't go to the big snake, right?"

"Probably, we'll go too," Patch said.

Nefeli smiled: "I want to see it too."

"Why do you all have such an adventurous spirit?" Wuming said, "Such a dangerous thing will be ruined."

"After all, you're the only one who's a merchant," said Cerlian. "They're all adventurers."

"What about you?" Wuming asked.

Serlian touched her chin: "I have the answer to the question you asked me earlier."

"What's the problem?" Wuming himself forgot.

"Even if there is no result in the end, I will continue to search." Se Lian said, "Although the magic of Gemir Volcano is boring, but after Lakad feeds the snake with his body, maybe something interesting will be born."

Wuming watched the employees turn around one by one, looking at Alexander.

Alexander said: "Will the fire in the crater be more intense?"

Wuming was in despair: "I knew I wouldn't be looking for you. Aren't we a caravan? Why should we get involved with that big snake?"

Wuming really has no confidence, the courage contained in that big snake... Judging from him as a fighter, if he fails, all his employees will have to be wiped out.

"Where do you have the confidence to provoke that thing..."

Wuming followed with a bitter face. For the first time, he felt that the employees were more reckless than his boss.

(End of this chapter)