The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 59
When Greg finally removed the huge stone from the city gate and returned to his Stone City, the battle in the city was almost over.

The monarch disappeared, and everyone subconsciously thought that Greg had escaped.

Many people fled out of the city through the front gate, and those who were still fighting lost their will and were defeated like a mountain.

Dujuan has a bad reputation in the border area, but this bad reputation is also earned from the protracted battle.

Their combat experience is far superior to Grek's.

Just relying on boulders to divide the battlefield and isolate Gregor, they established the victory.

Stone City's soldiers have been routed, and they can no longer cover Greg. He is alone, facing the city full of cuckoos.

Ten punches are hard to beat with a hundred feet, and the limbs that Greg put on his body are no more than Dujuan.He is proud of the power of the dragon, and there are several heads on the opposite side.

The wisdom of flying dragons is far superior to that of ordinary humans. After realizing that Grek's shrimp heads have long-distance attacks, their flying angles are even more tricky.

If Greg took longer to aim at the dragon, the cuckoo knights on the ground would charge him.

Two Rhea Lucarian soldiers bravely resisted Longyan, and the cuckoo knight behind him would stab his limbs with spears.

Pyroxene magic is also constantly bombarding his body from a distance, making him powerless to parry.

Gregor rolled on the ground in embarrassment, avoiding those tricky attacks, and the increasing wounds on his body caused him to lose blood and physical strength.

Greg wanted to rely on limbs to gain strength, but he looked around, but there was no powerful limb that could allow him to turn the tide of the battle.

He could only roll on the ground, fusing the broken arms and limbs in the city, replenishing some flesh and blood.

These indiscriminate limbs made his body more bloated, covering his whole body with a layer of tumor-like armor.

At this time, he was even uglier than the Son of Omen.

"Great King Geoffrey, have you witnessed it!"

Gregor howled, grabbing weapons in every limb, spinning and killing on the battlefield.

Several giant magic swords criss-crossed Greek, piercing his body and interrupting his howl.

Two huge humanoid creatures in armor stood in front of Grek, holding a great sword like a city gate in their hands, and magic swords flew out from behind them, constantly bombarding Grek.

This is Dujuan's troll knight, who possesses both strange power and wisdom, and his combat power is no less than that of dragon species.

The two troll knights roared at the same time, and the troll who inherited the blood of the ancient giant also had a terrifying roar, which was far more powerful than Grek's howl.

Finding that he couldn't even compete with his opponent, Greg became more and more desperate.

He didn't understand why things had come to this point.

For as long as he can remember, he has understood the fact of his noble birth.

He lived in the gorgeous and towering King Rodel City, standing on the Altar Plateau overlooking everything in the borderland.His chambers were adorned with the richest flowers, adorned with the rarest treasures, and the air he breathed was always filled with spices.

The people of the border respect the golden family, and the statues of King Gefrey are all over the border, and everyone is familiar with the deeds of the first King Elden.

He is of the royal family, with the blood of King Gefrey and the gods, and his blood has given him power.Even if he does nothing, he can inherit Rune, the center of gravity of the ring. Sooner or later, he can become the king of Rodel and rule the entire border.

He should have inherited the pride of gold and displayed the dignity of gold.

"...I am...the King of Gold...Great ancestors, bear witness to me..."

Blood blurred Greg's vision, and he could no longer see the surrounding enemies clearly.

In a trance, he saw the majestic golden tree again, and saw the prosperous and magnificent King Rodel City.

Seeing the great ancestors accepting the admiration of all, and standing among the gold, receiving the glory.

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At the main gate of Stone City, the Grek soldiers who had been beaten out of the city were still attacking the city.

However, Dujuan's defense was impeccable, and the boulders summoned from time to time fell down, which would cause great trouble to the soldiers who attacked the city.

And farther away, a considerable number of deserters formed a flow of people, fleeing along the narrow passage between the cliffs.

Among the panicked deserters, a majestic figure went up against the current and marched towards Stone City.

The turbulent flow of people did not affect this person in the slightest, like a rock separating the flowing water.

At the city gate, a knight commander of Grek was directing the soldiers to charge again, when the sky suddenly darkened.

A huge rock was summoned by Dujuan, and it was on top of his head.

It was too late when the knight commander found out, and watched in despair as the huge boulder fell down above his head.

A thick palm was placed between the knight commander and the boulder, firmly supporting the boulder.

The knight commander looked up along the palm of his hand, and could only see the turbulent muscles and the beard and hair flowing like a lion.

Holding the boulder, Helelu smiled at the knight commander.

Then step forward and stretch your arms.

The boulder was thrown towards the city gate by him.

The boulder shells blasted away the cuckoo soldiers who were carrying shields in front, and made a trail of blood on the ground. One of them hit the inner wall of the city before stopping.

The city gate that the Greco soldiers had been unable to attack for a long time, and the tight defense line of the Rhododendrons were suddenly breached.

This movement was too frightening, and the battlefield suddenly became quiet.

Cuckoo's formation was blasted away, and he adjusted his formation in a panic, while Greck's soldiers looked in awe at the warrior who helped them break through the enemy's formation.

And when they looked at this warrior carefully, the awe in their eyes turned into disbelief, and gradually turned into excitement.

Many of the deserters were personal soldiers of the lords from all over the country. They were not loyal to Grek, and many of the soldiers who remained in place were veterans who had followed Grek from the royal city.These soldiers in the royal city have been influenced by their ears and eyes since childhood, and they are more familiar with legends and idols.

That burly figure, heroic strength...

The rescued knight commander couldn't believe his eyes:

"...King Freddie?"

This whisper was like a boulder falling into the lake, stirring up a thousand layers of waves, and quickly spread to the ears of all soldiers.

"King Geoffrey?" All the soldiers couldn't believe it.

But seeing that familiar figure, that majestic strength, and that heroic posture, the soldiers all subconsciously believed it.

The soldiers saw that the legend overlapped with the figure in front of them, and the figures of the heroes who followed the legend would also overlap with themselves.

I don't know if it was an excited cry or a furious battle cry, but almost at the same time, all the soldiers howled wildly.

The huge sound wave soared into the sky, shaking the flying dragons in the sky for a while.

Without command, Grek's soldiers roared and rushed into the city gate, crushing the cuckoo and attacking.

Dujuan's knights like to put two attendants in front of them to block the enemy's attack bravely, so that they can obtain a safe and high-quality attack environment.

But at this time, this tactic lost its meaning. All the soldiers of Grek were fighting bravely, more fanatical than the abandoned sons in front.

Some of the Grek soldiers had already been cut down to the ground, and they were still grabbing the cuckoo knight's legs and biting his armor.

Under this frenzied offensive, Du Juan was quickly repelled and retreated in a row.

"Withdraw!" Du Juan's commander ordered.

Several small soldiers with large shields worked together to withstand the attack of a wave of Gregor soldiers, and the other cuckoos immediately retreated.

At the same time, a miserable blue light enveloped the sky.

The Pyroxene Dragon in the sky saw Du Juan and Greik's soldiers separated, and immediately began to breathe out the magic breath.

Even in the face of the breath, Grek's soldiers did not flinch, they put their shields on top of their heads, and still charged at the cuckoos.

Helelu also walked into the city, looked at Long Yan falling from the sky, raised her hands, and clapped.

The shock wave was sent out from his palm, and a huge air wave sprayed out along the gap between his fingertips.

Long Yan seemed to have encountered some invisible barrier and disappeared in all directions.

The crossbowmen took the opportunity to shoot into the sky.

But the flying dragon is too big, even if it is hit by a few arrows, it can still move.

Just like a person with a wooden thorn in his hand, although the pain is unbearable, it is not fatal.

Helelu asked a crossbowman beside her:
"Where are the crossbow arrows used to attack the city?"

The crossbowman looked at Helelu, his face flushed with excitement:

"The ballista was burned by Mr. Greg, and there are only some wreckage left, which cannot be used."

After saying this, the crossbowman calmed down a bit from his excitement.

It's really shameful to speak out about the foolishness of the lord.

"It's okay, bring it here." Helelu said.

He ordered another: "Bring some rope and chains."

Soon the ballista and iron chains were sent to Helelu.

Indeed, as the soldiers said, the bowstring and precise structure of the ballista had been destroyed by the dragon flames, and what was left was just a piece of scorched wood.

But the thick crossbow bolts are still in good condition, because they are kept separately for easy handling, and they were not burned by Gregor.

Helelu grabbed the iron chain, tied it to the thick crossbow bolt, and then threaded the iron chain onto the ballista.

Then he grabbed the crossbow and threw it into the sky.

The sharp crossbow pierced the dragon's body, and then the ballista directly hit the dragon's body, lifting it higher, and then threw it away.

Even if the crossbow arrows didn't hit the flying dragon, the huge ballista made it too late for the flying dragon to dodge, and it would hurt if it rubbed.

Helelu followed suit and quickly cleared all the flying dragons in the sky.

The two troll cuckoos had noticed this hunk from the sky long ago, and roared at Helelu, setting off an astonishingly powerful sound wave.

Helelu smashed the ground with one foot, rushed to the mountain demon with a roar, grabbed the helmet of the mountain demon with each hand, and knocked each other.

When the mountain demon fell to the ground, it was already two headless corpses.

The troll knight was instantly killed, and the cuckoos finally couldn't hold on anymore and began to flee towards the city wall in the direction of Lienia.

Helelu waved her big palm like cattail leaf fan, and the cuckoo fan, who was too late to escape in the future, flew out and chased to the gate of the city.

The cuckoo knights mounted their horses one after another and ran in all directions.

Having seen Helelu's strength, the cuckoos believed that riding horses would be easily chased by him.

So Du Juan tacitly chose to disperse, and flew separately when the disaster was imminent, and prayed that he would not be the unlucky one who was targeted.

A cuckoo knight looked back while riding his horse, and found that Helelu was still standing at the gate of the city, and did not catch up.

Everyone was relieved to find that the muscular ghost didn't intend to kill them all.

Then Helelu bent down and inserted her hands into the ground.

What is this doing?
Du Juan, who noticed Helelu's movements, was puzzled.

Two seconds later, the doubts in their hearts were answered.

Lienia Lake District

Nock, who was observing the battle in Stone City from a distance, suddenly noticed a large number of cuckoos pouring out of Stone City, hiding from something.

She is far away from the battlefield, even with the eyesight of an archer, she can only recognize people by the color blocks of clothing.

Nock was wondering, when he saw the ground suddenly rise up with the wall of Stone City as the boundary line, like waves.

The hard rocky ground churned like waves, like dough in the hands of a pastry chef, and like sheets shaking in the hands of a washerwoman.

On the waves, the cuckoos turned on their backs.

Then the rising ground fell, killing all the cuckoos who could not stay away.

Not a single cuckoo escaped.

Seeing this natural disaster-like scene, Noke broke out in a cold sweat.

Swallowing, Nock shrank deeper into the branch, with his back to Stone City.

"Forget it, I can't help."

Nock felt that he had done his best to Wuming, so he jumped off the tree and ran away with peace of mind.

In Shi Dongcheng, Helelu, who had dealt with Du Juan, slowly got up and let out a sigh of relief.

The muscles all over his body suddenly relaxed, the pores drained the sweat, and evaporated into water vapor under the high heat of strenuous exercise.

In the dense water vapor, Helelu's figure twisted, appearing more powerful and mysterious.

With a shudder of muscles all over his body, he shook off the water vapor and returned to Stone City.

At the end of the battle, no one cleaned up the mess. Even the people whose limbs had been amputated endured the pain and kept silent, looking at Helelu with hopeful eyes.

On the battlefield, they were willing to believe that this man was the great King Geoffrey.

But when the war is over, when the enthusiasm of the soldiers has dissipated, they still hope to hear the answer with their own ears.

Helelu looked around at the soldiers present and smiled:
"I am back."

The simple words once again stirred up huge waves, cheers resounded through the sky of Stone City, and the soldiers raised their weapons and shouted the legend's name:
"King Grafrey! King Grafrey!"

The most exciting thing is Greg.

Just when he was about to lose his hold, he saw with his own eyes that his longing ancestor beat up the mountain demon, saved Shi Dongcheng, and saved him.

Gerak brushed aside the soldiers and stumbled towards Helelu, tears on the verge of tears.

After his limbs were grafted, his body size was not inferior to that of Helelu, but Greg looked at Helelu, and he still could only look up at his great ancestor.

"Great King Gefrey!" Grek waved his arms incoherently, "I am Grek, of the golden clan, your descendant. Have you witnessed my heroic battle?"

When Helelu first entered the city, Greg was being beaten violently by the troll knights, but Greg believed that his heroic demeanor of beheading the cuckoo soldiers must have been seen by his ancestors, and he was excited to seek approval.

Seeing Greg, Holly's faint smile disappeared when she faced the warrior.

He glanced at Greg's appearance, looked at the king ax caught behind his back, and didn't express his opinion at all.

Helelu spoke, with a calm and dignified tone in her tone:
"I've come to get my armor."

"Your armor?" Greg was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that he ordered the soldiers to get it.

When King Gorfrey left the Borderlands as the Faded, he left his armor in the cities.

It was a gift, and it was also a declaration: the King of Representatives would return one day to regain his glory.

Helelu already has arm armor and leg armor, and Stonewell still has his armor.

Silver-plated iron armor, intricately carved, over a skirt of leather and chainmail, embellished with leather and fur.

The armor is not heavy, and its own protective ability is not outstanding, and its greater role is to highlight the majesty of the king.

Gregor looked at Helelu in armor, and was so excited that tears filled his eyes:

"Great King Gefrey, will you lead us back to the foot of the Golden Tree?"

The other fighters also looked at Helelu.

Many of the soldiers who are still willing to follow Greek are veterans who have followed from the Royal City. They have seen the prosperity of the Royal City and miss the glory of the past.

Helelu didn't nod her head, and the first sentence she uttered made Greg's heart cold:
"You can't keep up with me."

"What, what does this mean, great ancestor..." Greg panicked, "We will try our best to keep up, we also have horses..."

Helelu glanced at them:
"This is a border tributary. Even if you are defeated, the road ahead will be even more difficult."

"We are not afraid of difficulties!" Some passionate soldiers shouted.

The other soldiers also shouted.

Helelu raised her hand slightly, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

The audience immediately fell silent.

Helelu thought for a while and said:

"Well, the next person who can stand still, I will allow him to walk with me."

Saying that, Helelu raised her right leg and stepped on the ground.

A shock wave emanated from his feet, the ground shook violently, and the soldiers fell down one after another.

Only Greg staggered and didn't fall.

This is also due to the fact that his legs are grafted, and there are many arms branching out from the legs for support.

The soldiers stood up with gloomy faces, they couldn't even catch the king's footsteps, so how could they walk with the king.

If there is a real battle, they will probably only hold back the king.

At this moment, footsteps came from one side.

The pace is steady and has not been affected by shocks.

A knight in dark red heavy armor with an ancient golden tree pattern painted on it slowly approached.

Holding a heavy sword and shield, the knight knelt down in front of Helelu on one knee.

The knight's helmet bears the ax crest, a symbol of service to Godfrey, the First King.

King Godfrey's personal guard, the furnace knight.

"Unexpectedly, there are old subordinates." Helelu smiled, "You have been guarding Stone City here?"

The furnace knight nodded silently.

lie!Gregor groaned inwardly.

Whether it was Du Juan's siege crisis or Nefeli's assassination, he never saw the Furnace Knight appear to rescue him.

The furnace knight has indeed been staying in Stone City, but he, the city lord, can't command this guy at all.

Greg felt aggrieved:
"Don't think that being the direct personal guard of King Geoffrey is something special!"

Helelu ignored Greg's thoughts, and greeted the furnace knight, preparing to leave.

"Ancestor, I've stopped too!" Gregor trotted after Helelu, "Ancestor, take me away!"

Helelu glanced at him:
"You want to abandon your own city and your subjects?"

Greg hung his head, not knowing what to say.

Of course he wanted to abandon these subjects.

He can sacrifice anything as long as he can return to the foot of the golden tree.But just like even a child who doesn't know where he is wrong, he will realize that he is wrong and dare not speak up when faced with serious scolding, so Grek dare not disobey the great King Gefrey.

He hoped that this ancestor could witness his bravery and cuteness, and then show kindness and bring him back to the king city.

"Stay here, it's for your own good." Helelu left this sentence and was about to leave.

"Ancestor!" Greco hurriedly called Helelu.

"What's the matter?" Holly asked.

"After a great battle, Stone City is very weak now. Can you sit here for a while?" Greg said, "Your son, Greg, begs you to lead us to fight again and help me destroy the enemy."

"Enemy?" Helelu smiled, "Who?"

"It's a group of caravans." Greg frantically found a wanted warrant, which also had portraits of Wuming and Nefeli painted on it, "That's them, this group sneaked into Stone City, intending to assassinate me and deceive me! This is trampling on the dignity of the golden clan!"

Greg was filled with righteous indignation, and every time he mentioned Wuming, his arms trembled with anger.

Helelu looked at the portrait calmly and said:

"I saw this arrest warrant when I came here. Apart from retrieving my armor, I came here for this purpose."

Greg was overjoyed when he heard that:

"Ancestor, with your leadership, we will definitely be able to eliminate them and show the majesty of the Golden Clan. You can also witness my bravery. You will definitely recognize me. At that time, you can decide whether to take me back to the king city—— "

"Rescind the arrest warrant and stop hunting them down," Helelu said.

"What?" Greco was stunned, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

"Why? The ancestors...you don't know what they did..." Greg swayed his arms all over his body.

"This is for your own good, you are too weak, don't cause trouble anymore." Helelu said indifferently, then turned and left, "You are the one who tramples on the dignity of the Golden Clan the most."

All Gregor's limbs froze.

(End of this chapter)