The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 421 Holy Tree Stage

On the branches of the holy tree, there are some oracles, their pale flesh wrapped in cloth, like a snowman standing on a mushroom platform with overgrown branches. They hold golden horns with both hands and play long music to praise the new era and new gods. coming soon.

The more Wuming listened to this music, the more annoyed he became, as if everyone was playing happy songs to celebrate their current predicament.

"Who would set the end of the portal at this place?!"

Wuming was holding the golden chariot while accusing Millicent of what Michaela had done.

"Ms. Michaela must have forgotten. After all, this is the canopy of a tree. He should usually stay at the trunk." Millicent smiled, looking at the golden chariot carried by Wuming with some embarrassment, thinking about what should be done How to solve the first problem that Wuming needs to solve when he comes to the Holy Tree.

"Then don't blame me." Wuming said, "Be a witness to me, I had no choice but to do this.

"Teacher, what are you going to do?" Millicent was suddenly a little scared, afraid that Wuming would take some extreme measures.

The fire whip sprang out from Wuming's hand, and with the slight movement of his fingers, the flames spread towards the wheels of the golden chariot. The thick, spiked chariot wheels became soft and deformed under the burning flames.

Then it was struck by the flames and flowed towards the middle, dripping on the branches of the sacred tree.

Sacrificing the astonishingly powerful wheels of the golden chariot, Wuming put a ring on the chariot's territory and locked it on the branches of the holy tree, preventing it from falling down again.

"Teacher is so smart." Millicent applauded Wuming's wisdom, "I won't fall down now."

"Hmm..." Letina was still behind the car, confused about the situation, "Can the car move forward now? I suspect that if Rob stays here any longer, he will be frightened and jump off the cliff."

Both Wuming and Millicent were a little silent.

The golden hoop locked the branch so that it would not fall, but it seemed that it could not move.

"Teacher, how will the next convoy come?" Millicent asked Wuming.

"No matter, they won't come here without my signal anyway." Wuming said, "Where's Michaela? Let him come here first, and let him deal with the broken branches."

"He said the sacred tree was too far away from him and he had to wait before he could come," Millicent said.

Wuming swallowed speechlessly and covered his forehead:

"A sin..."

He climbed over the roof of the car, picked up Letina first, and walked to the branch.

Walk along the narrow branches for a distance and reach the place where the branches branch. The place here is much wider.

Wuming turned back, expanded the golden hoop, and carefully pulled the golden chariot near the platform.

"I feel that the Holy Tree is extremely ugly now." Wuming said in a muffled voice.

But Michaela wasn't there either, so Wuming took out the golden needle and hammered it twice bitterly.

"Haha..." Millicent laughed, "Did you bring the portal? We can place the portal here."

"I didn't expect that the portal leading to the Holy Tree would come to such a poor place." Wuming said, "My chariot is just for show, I didn't bring any tools to open the way."

Millicent was stunned: "Then how do we contact the others and let them move on?"

"Here you have it." Wuming took out the disk and prepared to inform Se Rui so that she could inform the others.

The magic lines on the disk were always on at first, then started to flash after a while, and a gentle voice prompted: "You are currently not in the service area, please try again later."

"What kind of notification is this?" Wuming had never heard this kind of notification sound before.

"Ms. Michaela said that she was too far away from the Holy Tree, so she couldn't contact you. Maybe Serui was the same way." Millicent guessed, "I heard that the caravan couldn't contact you before because Serui was too far away from the snow-capped mountains. Far."

"Is the Holy Tree so far away from the border?" Wuming had no idea about the remoteness of the Holy Tree, but felt it was a bit too exaggerated.

"There may be some interference." Millicent didn't know. "After all, this is a place governed by new laws."

Wuming estimated that even if there was no news, Patch would take the initiative to send someone over after a while. He simply wrote the cause and effect on the carriage and went straight to the depths of the holy tree with Milicent Letina.

"Just give me some power as soon as we enter the city. I don't know if there are any pitfalls behind." Wuming said, "Let's clear the mines for those behind."

"That's fine." Millicent smiled. She felt at home in the Holy Tree. This sense of control over the environment made her confident that she would not encounter any problems.

In such a relaxing place, it is a rare opportunity to walk among the branches of the sacred tree with the teacher.

Letina rested her chin on Rob's furry head. Together with Rob, she looked at Millicent who was smiling smugly, and raised her hand to ask:

"Do you need me to avoid it?"

"Is that okay?" Millicent asked.

"Of course not!" Letina said, "We are afraid of heights, so send us to flat ground first!"

Millicent had no choice but to continue jumping on the tree trunk with the nameless Letina, all the way to the main axis.

The road here is as wide as a road, and you can't even see the cliff when you stand in the middle. This width is very reassuring.

However, although the road is spacious, it is not empty. There are many ants coming and going on the road.

"There are giant ants like this here too." Wuming looked at the ants, which were not much smaller than horses, and thought of the giant ants on the ancient trees underground.

Millicent also looked at Ant a little seriously, appearing a little nervous.

"Aren't you very familiar with this place? Shouldn't there be ants here?" Wuming asked.

"I...I'm not very sure." Millicent said, "My familiarity with this place comes from my blood. As long as I follow my own feelings, I can go on the right path. But the feeling of seeing ants makes me feel a little uncomfortable. .”

"Don't be afraid." Wuming raised his finger, "They are very obedient."

Wuming casually charmed the two ants and turned on top of them: "Here, a new mount, just right for walking in this poor place."

Millicent looked at the bristles on the giant ant's body, compared the nameless full-body armor with the coarse cloth dress she was wearing, thought about how she would sit on it, and waved her hand:

"No, no, I'm very convenient on the branches - let Letina do it."

"It's fine if I sit down, Rob." Letina waved her hands repeatedly and patted the giant wolf on the head, "Rob, please sit down."

The wolf tilted his head and whimpered in confusion.

Letina said: "You see he doesn't want to."

Seeing that the two little girls were unwilling, Wuming didn't force it, so he took the lead and rushed in front, as if walking on flat ground.

Millicent was at the back to prevent Letina in the middle from accidentally falling off the branch.

The three of them were walking. Millicent's sharp eyes saw something on the ground and quickly called Letina to stop.

"What's wrong?" Letina was confused.

Millicent stared at the ground in front of Letina, her lips trembling slightly.

There is a flower bone there, with a sweet smell, and the flower bone can't help but overflow with pink color.

"Scarlet Corruption." Millicent recognized it immediately.

At the moment of recognition, Millicent suddenly understood why she felt uncomfortable seeing the ants. The ant's body is also covered in this rotten red color, and the needles on the back of its buttocks are extremely bright red.

She looked around the branches of the sacred tree and found that those pink colors that were not eye-catching had actually appeared in various places on the sacred tree, like patches of psoriasis.

But I didn't notice it at all before.

Millicent looked serious:

"The holy tree actually has scarlet corruption."

Wuming rides an ant on the branch without any obstruction. The ant's jointed limbs can hardly touch the flower. Even if there is some scarlet mist, it cannot touch Wuming above.

He felt a little strange when he heard Millicent's words:

"Isn't it said that the holy tree contains all things? Corruption is normal."

"But corruption should not be tolerated." Millicent's tone was a little anxious. "Ms. Michaela should not allow corruption to spread in the holy tree."

"Michaela is not here now." Wuming said.

"This is not a good sign." Millicent said, "I have to find Malenia quickly."

"I'll find it." Wuming said, burning away the crimson and rotting flowers with a flame, and burning out a path for passage.

After burning, I looked ahead and saw a golden cloud floating towards me. “What is that?” Wuming was curious.

"Like...bubbles." Letina said.

Continuous golden bubbles were like a big net, floating towards Wuming.

Wuming took off the shield and threw it out.

The shield flew into the golden bubbles and came into contact with one of them.

The bubbles and the shield quietly shattered and disappeared without a trace.

"Hide!" Wuming jumped out of the car and hid behind a branch with Letina Millicent.

The golden bubbles swallowed up the big ants, and evenly spread the pulp along with other bubbles onto the branches behind them, plowing a scarlet avenue.

"What kind of power is this? Is this reasonable?" Wuming was shocked by the power of the golden bubbles.

While hiding behind the branches, Wuming caught a glimpse of the bubbles being blown out by a large oracle holding a large golden horn in the distance.

Moreover, he heard the continuous popping sound of bubbles through the branches, and Wuming judged that the other party was still releasing such attacks.

Wuming estimated that the attack power of this bubble was comparable to a blow from a hero-level warrior.

Although Michaela had long heard that the Holy Tree was rich and blessed everyone, Wuming estimated that the people here would not be weak, but he still did not expect it to be so outrageous.

"Is it reasonable that a person who plays music is better than a hero?" Wuming said, "No wonder there is so much corruption."

"What are you talking about? It's better to find a way to solve the problem first." Millicent said.

"Why did it suddenly attack us?" Letina asked.

"I don't know either. I thought I had a golden needle and no one would attack us." Wuming took out Michaela's golden needle and waved his hand.

But it was of no use. If it hadn't shrunk fast enough, the golden needle would have melted into the bubble bath together with his arm.

Wuming thought for a moment: "It should have started when I burned the rotten flower. Are they protecting those flowers? So they are not the oracle messengers, but... the flower protectors?"

"The oracle messengers will praise the new era and new gods, and Malenia is a god..." Millicent thought, "So they are... on the side of the new era and new gods."

"So just because I burned a flower?" Wuming said, "I'm not prepared to eliminate corruption, so why can't we coexist peacefully?"

Letina suddenly said:

"If it is to protect those corrupt flowers, will only one oracle attack us?"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the sound of bubbles bursting on the opposite side of the branch also disappeared, as if the other side had given up the attack, and there was deathly silence all around.

There was a dead silence, and even the sound of the oracle's trumpet disappeared.

Then the sound of trumpets resounded through the canopy of the sacred tree.

A sea of golden clouds suddenly appeared around Wuming and the others.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn, golden bubbles appeared out of thin air around the three people and stretched throughout the canopy.

Immediately, the golden sea of clouds swallowed the three people.

After an unknown amount of time, the luster of the burst bubble disappeared, and the rich and intense sacred power enveloped the land. Although it was powerful, it did not harm the Holy Tree at all. Instead, it nourished the Holy Tree and made it more prosperous. After it flourished, scarlet patches grew.

"What an exaggerated firepower." Wuming said, "No wonder no one covets this place despite being so rich."

The three of them were safe and sound under a mask of light.

"Tops' force field actually completely blocked such an intensive attack." Millicent was surprised. "Mr. Tops has improved his force field again?"

"Yes, Patch gave me the sample before." Wuming said, "The defect of the original closed type has been completely solved."

"How is it done?" Millicent was curious. "It's completely sealed, so it can ignore the poisonous gas."

Wuming picked up the prop with the magic circle engraved on it, held it against the big golden bubble, and approached another scarlet flower. The scarlet mist was completely separated and could not enter the nameless shield.

Wuming said: "It is said that with the help of other stargazers and perfumers, the air inside the shield can be self-sufficient. Topps is now studying how to solve the energy problem internally, so that the battery life problem can be eliminated Become history."

He moved with the protective shield and looked at the indiscriminate bombardment outside:

"Such as absorbing and utilizing these attacks."

After rushing through the canopy, the sacred tree finally stopped. The original branches began to recede, and more man-made structures built against the trees appeared.

Wuming held the golden needle and muttered:

"The next people must be able to communicate well. Don't wait for Michaela to come over. I have already become one with the Holy Tree."

Before Wuming could finish speaking, a hybrid rushed over with wings and a hatchet in hand.

Wuming immediately raised the golden needle high and shouted:

"Leave people under the knife!"

The light of the golden needle fell into the hybrid's eyes, and the wings behind his back immediately flapped twice, and he rushed to Wuming, held the golden needle straight against his head, and said in a vague and unclear tone:

"Ms. Michaela's...golden needle."

"It's Michaela's token." Wuming said, "Ms. Michaela is coming back."

"Sir Mikaela, you are back..." The hybrid trembled and muttered, and then shouted, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, shining brightly, "Returning to the DPRK, Mikaela Mister has returned to the DPRK!"

The roar echoed back to the sacred tree, provoking a response, and a whistling sound sounded from a distance, spreading the same news deeper.

After the hybrid finished delivering the message, hot tears overflowed from his eyes, and he held Wuming's hand:

"Where is Lady Michaela?"

"Oh, he said to move his butt and come here." Wuming replied.

The hybrid leads Wuming with great respect, and along the way he encounters more and more hybrids, immortals, and some stray magicians.

More and more people gathered, and everyone's face was filled with excitement. They were chirping and asking about the hybrid who was leading the way, as well as the nameless Millicent and others.

"Holy Tree, there really is everyone there." Wuming looked at all kinds of people gathered around, like a hodgepodge.

"To the people of the Holy Tree, Lady Michaela, you are just like you to the caravan employees." Millicent looked at the various groups of people who gathered together with tears in their eyes and said with emotion,

"The Holy Tree gave them a place that allowed them to exist. This is their place of faith and resting place. To the golden people, the Holy Tree may have been rebellious, but in the eyes of these saved people, the Holy Tree's actions were extremely correct. "

"Michaela, you are so sunny." Wuming said.

Observing these people, he could feel that although they had different shapes and many were ugly, they all contained powerful power and had obviously been nourished by abundance.

Wuming now believed what Michaela said - the holy tree was really rich.

Thinking of the runes he could earn here, Wuming's eyes lit up just like the crowd, and was infected by them, full of hope and light.

"Everyone, go back! How unbecoming!" A woman yelled and shouted everyone back.

A female general is riding a tall horse, standing on a platform, holding a halberd and a small shield, and is covered in silver light.

When Wuming saw the female knight, he was in awe:

"You dare to ride a horse in this poor place, how brave you are."

The female general stared closely at the golden needle in Wuming's hand.

"Dear guest, could you answer a few questions for me?" the female general said.

"Excuse me," Wuming said.

"What you have in your hand is Lady Michaela's pure golden needle?"

"Yes, yes." Wuming nodded, "Michaela gave it to me, saying it was his token."

The female general's eyes were sharp: "Then why is the golden needle crooked?"