The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 318

"Sitting high in the arena and watching the fight between beasts and people is the joy of the supreme will." Throsh said, "Wildness and fighting dominated our past, so when we were allowed to gain wisdom, everyone Civilization is chosen. Interestingly, those beasts that don't need to be killed embrace wildness."

"Stop talking nonsense, go find Montgomery." Ge Fulei patted Throsh's butt.

"I'll go too." Patch said, and left.

Only Ge Fulei Wuming and Nefeli were still sitting there, sandwiched between Ge Fulei and Wuming, Nefeili was a little awkward.

Wuming looked at the scene and was quiet for a while, then said:
"Then shall we continue to discuss cooperation?"

"What do you want?" Ge Fulei said in a deep voice.

"There are too many things on my side. I do things in the border area, but nothing can get around you, the king of Elden." Wuming was not polite, pointing to Nefeli, "For example, Nefeli is now To be in charge of Stormwind City, you need permission from your side, otherwise your name will be unfair."

"Didn't I let Greg and Nefeli go back, isn't that enough?"

"Let's talk privately, let's talk privately. You have to tell the world that there is an official certification of a golden king."

Ge Fraser thought about it: "Let Thurosius write one later."

Nameless nodded: "I still have some, please."

"Say."

"I heard that you caught a girl at the seal of the forbidden area."

"There is such a thing, that little girl is quite powerful." Ge Fulei said, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"My apprentice."

"It's in the dungeon, I'll release it for you later."

"There is one more person." Nameless said, "also in the dungeon."

"Who?"

"I don't know him either. I only know him as a coprophag."

"What did he do?" Gray asked.

"I don't know." Nameless said.

"You don't know him, you don't know, but you want me to let him go?"

"He is a talent." Wuming said, "I cherish talents."

"Brother, you are really asking for a lot." Ge Fulei said.

Wuming rubbed his hands: "Can we let him go, Lao Ge?"

Ge Fulei took a sip of his wine:

"Actually, I just let go of your caravan and gave you the God's Grant Tower. I beg you. I believe you have also felt the degree of taboo on our side of the felony of fire. It is really inappropriate for us to do it."

Nameless nodded: "Understood, I'll be in charge, I'll play with fire, I'll take the blame."

"But now you have also seen that with my son here, this matter is not easy to handle." Godfrey said, "We can only delay it for a while."

"That's okay, I'm on call at any time." Nameless said.

"But now, we don't have any deal." Ge Fulei turned the wine bottle, his eyes and tone full of hints.

Wuming was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Ge Fulei spread his hands together:
"The benefits that this gives you can't be given."

Wuming was anxious: "You can pay first, we have good credit."

"I don't like to pay on credit, but I like redressing grievances, revenge if there is vengeance, and settlement on the spot." Ge Fulei clenched his fists and smiled excitedly. Now I don't have to worry about it."

Wuming rushed behind Neferi in a flash:

"What? Serothio said it would be fine if we had a fight, so he wasn't bluffing us?"

The cracking of the joints resounded in Ge Fulei's fist. Ge Fulei smiled ferociously, his gray beard and hair calmed down automatically: "Of course not, this has always been my rule—"

"Isn't there a civilized solution?"

"After typing, I'll give you 'credit'."

"Really?"

"I still want my old face."

Nameless sighed, and pulled the long sword out of its sheath:
"Yes—Nefeli, stay away, so as not to accidentally hurt you."

Nefeli's eyes lit up with excitement when she saw that there was going to be a fight.As soon as she heard that Wuming asked her to avoid her, her face immediately collapsed, and she was unwilling to leave all over her face:

"Is it that exaggerated? I'm also very good."

Wuming glanced at Nefeli, with a helpless melancholy in his eyes.

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Lance Shanks conjured up a pair of wings before catching up with Montgart.

"Slow down, where are you going? This is it." Lance Shanks stopped Montgothet, both of them were a little out of breath.

"As for what?" Lance Shanks said, "You're like a kid who overheard his parents getting divorced."

"When I'm running, I can think more clearly," Mengerte said.

"So, when I'm flying, I do have a more active mind," Lance Shanks said.

Montgothet said, "I must flee, bye."

"Wait, wait, why did you run away?" Lance Shanks grabbed Montgothet, "This is your home."

Seeing that Lance Shanks didn't let go, Menggot had to explain to her: "You don't understand, father wants to burn the golden tree."

"I hear you," Lance Shanks said.

Menggot said: "Father needs flames, and I have sealed the place where I passed the flames. As long as I don't die or take the initiative to undo it, the seal will not be broken. I have to leave here quickly, so that the seal will not be broken." was broken."

Lance Shanks didn't believe it:
"Will your father kill you? Is your old man so cruel?"

"Father won't kill me, but he will definitely find a way to break the seal in me. Even if father can't, Throsh will still entrust the businessman, and the businessman won't be shy about this."

Montgomery looked firmly:
"I can't let the golden tree be burned. Even if I wander outside Rodel all my life, I still have to keep the seal intact."

Lance Sanks stretched out his hand towards him, and when his fingertips were about to touch him, he retracted slightly.She didn't know how to persuade the King of Evil Omens.

Meng Gete suddenly turned around and grabbed Lance Shanks' hand:

"Would you like to come with me?"

"Eh?" Lance Shanks covered his face with the other hand, "It's too sudden, I haven't brushed my teeth yet..."

"Indeed, it's abrupt, but you still have my prison equipment in your hand after all." Menggot said.

"Prisoner?" Lance Shanks lowered his hands covering his face.

Meng Ge nodded: "Can you give me the prison equipment? I can't let myself have the opportunity to fall into the hands of those merchants. If they get back the prison equipment, they will definitely try to find a way to release the seal from me."

Lance Shanks withdrew his hand, touched his clothes expressionlessly, and took out the brand new spell with roots and golden magic power.

"Thank you so much, I will never forget you." Mengget was about to reach out to pick it up.

Lance Shanks pressed his hand, and the prison equipment was activated, and Menggot's tall figure was firmly pressed to the ground by the cage of golden magic power.

Montgomery was shocked:
"...Ah, you, why...do you always think like this? You are also with the caravan..."

The cage disappeared again, and Lance Shanks threw the prison equipment into Menggot's arms: "Take it and get out and hide it. Don't tell anyone where you are going, and don't tell me."

Mengt gripped the prison tool tightly, his head still slightly dazed by the prison tool: "Thank you."

"Let's go, I'll block them for you." Lance Shanks turned his back to Montgot and looked at the person in front of him.

Patch had already stood not far from the two of them at some point, watching them quietly.

"It came really fast," Lance Shanks said.

"Your two legs may not be able to run faster than my eight legs." Paqi said, "You have already developed this kind of virtue, and of course the performance should be improved."

Red lightning wrapped around Lance Sanks' arm and turned into a sharp knife.

"Let him go," Lance Shanks said.

"You misunderstood," Patch said. "I didn't come to stop him. I came to help him."

"You're a crafty fellow," said Lance Shanks.

"But I also agree with the Golden Law." Patch said, "I was willing to help Malika perfect the Golden Law because I believed she was not wrong."

Patch looked at Menggert behind him:

"Why do you admire the golden law so much, even if you are also an existence excluded by the golden law?"

"The omen is a curse, an existence that should be purged, it is the punishment and sin of touching the furnace," said Montguet.

Patch asked, "Why is this curse so taboo?"

Montgothet said: "He is contagious. There are so many perfumers in your caravan. Don't you know that? Why ask me?"

"Of course I know," Patch said, "and I also know that the perfumer can't cure it, not even Malika. It's not a lack of vitality, but a mutation that is too powerful to control .This is the price of great power, and it is irreversible pollution."

Lance Shanks interjected: "It's not that serious, we dragons are not afraid of this kind of thing. In the past, people also had this kind of omen. At that time, the son of the omen was canonized as a saint."

Patch didn't care:

"Beasts were more wild in the past, and human beings are also weaker than before. Does that mean that the past is better than the present? Why do you think the beasts pursue civilization?"

Lance Shanks wanted to say something, but was stopped by Montgotte:

"Can you convince Wuming?"

Patch said: "Don't worry, he is a reckless man who is good at destruction and not good at construction, but fortunately he can listen. As long as I insist, he will listen."

Seeing what Patch said, Menggot relaxed his vigilance against him, the numbness on his body disappeared, and he was not in a hurry to escape.

"But my father's side—" Montgothet hesitated.

"Because of your father, you can't leave." Throsh jumped on the roof and landed beside Menggot, "The royal city cannot do without you."

"Master Tholoxiu, do you want to help me too?" Menggot was surprised.

"I don't want to mess with those we can't afford to mess with." Throsh wrinkled his nose, "I also want to uphold the golden law."

Patch was happy: "These people who caught up are all insiders."

Meng Gete looked at Thuroshe: "You want to help me too?"

"Of course." Serothio said, "It's up to you to convince your father."

Menggot didn't respond: "Shouldn't you say it?"

"I don't dare." Tholoxiu said, "Mengget, I have read the file you left in the royal city, and I have to say that you have done a very good job in the governance of Rodell and the Asian altar. We have a lot of policy , should be able to reach an agreement. But you are better than me, and you have one more thing than me."

"It can't be a tumor on the face," said Montgothet.

"You are your father's son," said Throsh.

"Of course I am my father's son."

"I mean, your dad listens to you better," Tholosh said. "You can persuade your dad."

Throsh sighed:
"I dare to walk out of the royal city alone, but I dare not stop your father when he is crazy. Fight with blood, but don't be swallowed by blood-but to be honest, I can't persuade you more and more now Dad, we have to help each other."

Lance Shanks said happily:
"You see, there are still many people willing to help you."

Meng Gete pondered for a moment: "You are all very reasonable, but I'm afraid I'd better leave."

"Why?" Lance Sanks asked loudly.

Menggert looked at the lion and the spider in front of him:

"You are all rational, but you are not the master of power. Ultimately, you cannot control Wuming and my father. The day our will cannot control them, it will be over."

Menggert turned his back: "Being with a king is like being with a tiger, but the seal must be foolproof. The best choice is to live in seclusion——"

Montgomery jumped up, jumped high, and then wobbled to the ground.

Everyone else also felt the huge earthquake on the ground.

Before they were surprised, a loud noise exploded in everyone's ears, and there seemed to be some violent explosion in the direction of the hall.

A figure flew across the sky above the royal city, flung half of the royal city all the way, and blasted into the roof not far from the few people, knocked down a few bricks and tiles, plowed a road out of the brick road, and stopped beside Menggot and others.

In the ravine, a wheat-skinned female warrior was lying in the mud, holding a helmet basket containing large rune fragments in her hand.

"Nefeli?" Patch stared. "What—what happened to you?"

Nefeli was still a little confused, and didn't seem to react:

"I don't know... They said they wanted to spar, and then... I seemed to fly out."

Patch and the others looked in the direction of the chapel, and a wave visible to the naked eye was displayed by the smoke, like a circle of light surrounding the circular chapel.It seems that Nefeli was blown over by this shock wave.

Immediately afterwards, the light above the court hall became stronger, as if Nefeli was even more reckless after being blown away, the majestic air waves rolled out, and the buildings above were built on the thick branches of the golden tree, but the The branches and leaves of the golden tree are visibly crumbling.

"Get down!" Patch reminded everyone, with eight legs stuck into the floor tiles, crawling body.

Wangcheng trembled, the air waves passed by, the eardrums hurt from the shock, the floor tiles were thrown away, and shattered on the body with a crisp sound.Fortunately, there are no weak people present, and their lives are not in danger.

Menggert's expression changed drastically. He held on without lying down and looked around the royal city.The roofs of many rooms were blown off, and one unlucky room collapsed directly.

"There are still residents there!" Meng Gete rushed over against the storm, digging up the ruins with his sinister and powerful arms.

There were not so many hard horn tumors on Menggot's hands, and bloodstains were drawn by sharp fragments in the room.

Under the ruins, the people of gold were dripping with blood, bloody and bloody, unable to distinguish between life and death.

Another shock wave hit, Meng Gete protected the Golden People in his arms, and turned his back.

His eyes went dark, and a figure floated over, hugged him, and the dragon wings behind him protected Menggot.

Feeling the strength of the shock, Lance Shanks grinned in pain: "This is too exaggerated, let's stay away."

Montgomery thrust the golden people to Lance Shanks:

"Get him out of here."

"Why are you going?" Lance Shanks froze.

Taking advantage of the shock wave, Meng Gete jumped onto the branch of the golden tree and rushed into the chapel.

Menggete rushed too fast, jumped into the court hall, but when he landed on the ground, there was another shock, Menggete knelt down in pain, and one leg was almost broken.Without waiting for his legs to cushion him, he dodged again, dodging a fireball larger than his body. The fireball grazed his body, and the heat scorched half of his body.

He transformed a golden spear in his hand, broke through the wind wall, stepped forward and shouted angrily:
"Stop it! There are still residents in the royal city!"

Meng Gete's shout seemed to break something, and the movement like a natural disaster suddenly disappeared, revealing two figures between the flames, wind and gravel.

Both Ge Fulei and Wuming stretched out their fists and landed on each other's faces.The crooked cheeks were all looking at Montgothet, and his eyes were wide open.The six eyes met, and the scene fell silent for a while.

(End of this chapter)