The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 63 Heinous Behavior

Red Lion City, a low and solid castle, does not have the gorgeous and majestic style of Stone City, showing the design of the army everywhere. The towers are equipped with ballistas, and the flames are loaded into catapults, blasting and killing all monsters trying to attack the city.

Wuming followed Jorah directly into the Red Lion City through the secret portal, because the Fallen Star Beast was too conspicuous and dangerous, so he was chained outside the city by Wuming.

Wuming put his arms around the falling star beast's neck, showing his light magic to the falling star beast.

Amidst the radiance, the past figures of the falling star beast appeared one by one on the way along the way.

"Don't run away." Wuming kindly reminded the Fallen Star Beast, "My light magic is not good at anything else, and I am still very good at recreating the fleeting glimpses of the past-in other words, I am very good at finding people. So absolutely, absolutely, don't Run away. As you know, I have a tight schedule and heavy tasks. If I am delayed, my mood will not be very beautiful..."

The falling star beast nodded repeatedly.

Wuming touched the falling star beast's eyeballs with satisfaction:

"Hey, our store is going to open an artificial plain, and we'll give you all the gravel we dig out."

Wuming stepped into the portal and walked into the Red Lion City.

When you enter the gate, you can see the fortifications all over the city, and horses and flamethrowers can be seen everywhere.

And corpses and weapons hanging all over the city walls.

"As expected of a general's city." Wuming said, "It fits my imagination of a fortress."

"That's right." Jorah raised his head proudly when he heard the nameless Zaratarn, "every place and mechanism here is designed, not simply piled up. For example, the rejection of horses here can be Block from this direction—”

Jorah was about to briefly talk about the afterglow of the Red Lion City during the war, but found that Wuming had already diverted his attention.

"Where is the weapon craftsman?" Wuming hit the shield with his long sword, anxiously.

Chora had no choice but to walk into a huge blacksmith shop with Wuming.

Seen from the outside, the blacksmith shop is at least ten meters high, a few points higher than the dome of Ailey Church.

Walking into the blacksmith shop, the setting inside is also more luxurious than that of Ailey Church. The stove is a circle bigger, and the bellows are pulled by several strong men together, and the stove is burning fiercely.

A blacksmith who has several strong men serving him is of course stronger.

This is actually a mountain monster.

No wonder the smithy was built so high.

The mountain demon is holding a gigantic mallet. The hammer handle is shaped like a bundle of hair. The hammer head has a swirl shape. Eight small swirls surround a large swirl, which has a strange shape.

The thick weapons of the red lion knights were kneaded and shaped like dough in front of this big hammer.

When the rough shape was forged, the troll put down the hammer, put the weapon on the hot whetstone that was burned red by the furnace fire, and endowed the weapon with the power of flame.

"What a strange hammer." Wuming said.

"The mountain goblin is a descendant of a giant, and the forging technology belongs to the giant. The hammer is their sacrificial tool, and forging is also their sacrificial ceremony to worship the gods." Jorah explained, "Simply put, the goblin is the best blacksmith."

When the mountain demon heard the conversation between Wuming and Jorah, he let out a thunderous laugh:

"Boy, don't underestimate the power of forging."

"I'm also a blacksmith, so I understand the magic of forging." Wuming smiled, "The power is incredible."

"That's right." The mountain demon nodded with satisfaction, "You know, the giants' forging technology can even control the scales of the Dragon King. Do you know what this means?"

"It means you can control time and space?" Wuming said.

"That's right, that's right, you understand very well." The mountain demon said, "The scales of the ancient dragon king have the phenomenon of time and space distortion, and forging can even control such scales. This is the power that can kill gods."

But Jorah couldn't stand it any longer:

"I know that you are very proud of your work, but it's too much. No matter how you say things like killing gods, there must be a limit to your boasting."

The mountain demon snorted, and two balls of hot air spewed out from its sunken nostrils:
"I'm not bragging, giants and dragons also fought."

"That's a wyvern and not an ancient dragon," Jorah said. "Don't think I don't understand anything."

The mountain demon blew his beard and stared, his face turned red, but he didn't say anything to refute.

It was still Wuming who relieved the mountain demon and asked:
"Are you a weapon craftsman?"

"It's me." The mountain demon said, "Is there something wrong?"

"I heard that you have the means to fight against scarlet corruption." Nameless said.

"Scarlet is just corrupt, just burn it with fire." Said the mountain demon.

"It's so easy to say. But in actual operation, the amount of flame is also very particular." Wuming said, "Can you teach me the details and various techniques?"

"Yes." Said the mountain demon.

"Is it okay?" Wuming turned and asked Jorah.

"Ask me what to do?" Jorah said.

"Seeing that you were very excited before, isn't this your secret formula for confidential information?" Wuming asked, "For example, there are some broken rules about passing on males and not females, or you have to take an oath to learn from a teacher before accepting it."

"What a mess." Jorah said, "What I can't understand is that you use lies to cover me up. We have always welcomed other people to learn the technology of resisting corruption. If it can be used, it will lighten our burden."

"That's good." Wuming was relieved.

The mountain demon dug out two books from the pile of groceries and handed them to Wuming:

"One is a prayer book, which records the most suitable temperature to kill corruption. The other is a recipe book for corruption moss medicine, which can treat corruption diseases."

Wuming took the book and flipped through it, saying:
"Not bad... I heard that the effect is limited?"

"Who said that?" The mountain demon stared.

Wuming looked at the book and pointed a finger at Jorah next to him.

"Do you dare to look down on my formula?" The mountain demon raised the big hammer with a bad tone.

Jorah said, "The general is really not well."

"Is it my fault?" the mountain demon muttered, his tone weaker.

"So what is the effect?" Wuming was curious.

"The effect is very good." The mountain demon said, "It's just that the poisoning of Lataen is too deep to be cured. Moreover, the output of corrupt moss medicine is too small. The general has a huge body and needs too many doses. It is difficult for us to supply it. .”

"You can't even gather the army?" Wuming was surprised.

The Red Lion is an authentic army, and Lataen is also one of the Fragment Monarchs. This power is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Irene Church is certainly not comparable.

The medicine that the red lion can't afford, I'm afraid Ai Lei Church can't supply it either.

"After the Shattered War, the army is crippled, and the Red Lion is fighting corruption," Jorah replied.

"And the materials are really rare." The mountain demon snapped his fingers, "Crystal moss, Yelu Hepa grass, holy blood tree buds, each material is a rare thing."

"Sounds really rare." Nameless said.

His employees have been collecting outside for so long, and they have never heard of these things.

The mountain demon said: "It's okay to say that the crystallized moss can still be found in some caves. The Yelu Hepa grass was collected by the underground Eternal City. The army also sent people to the Eternal City to collect it before, but they never returned. No materials were obtained."

"The Eternal City..." Wuming pondered.

Jorah also responded depressedly:
"It's okay to say, the big deal is that the red lions form an army to attack the underground eternal city. The rarest one is the holy blood tree bud. I heard that it is something that only exists on the Valkyrie side. Even in the holy tree, the base camp of the rotten knight, it is extremely rare Rare stuff."

Wuming understood: "I heard that the Red Lion and the Venerable Knight are mortal enemies, no wonder there is no antidote."

"It's up to each other." Jorah said, "Go to your friends when you're free. I still need to repair equipment."

Jorah handed the troll the curly-bladed greatsword.

Nameless has no intention of leaving:
"The Red Lion City is so big, it's very troublesome to find it. Is there a radio or something?"

"Yes, I am." The mountain demon said again, "I have a loud voice, I will help you."

"Thank you." Wuming smiled.

"Welcome to help each other." The mountain demon said, "You can understand forging, I think we get along well."

"Do you want to work at my place?" Wuming said.

"sure--"

"You can do anything." Jorah quickly interrupted, knocking on the anvil, "You are our weapon craftsman, can you be more dedicated?"

"I also want to change my working environment..." the mountain demon muttered, opened the huge iron gate, and left the blacksmith shop.

The mountain demon showed another head and looked back:
"What's your friend's name?"

"Rogel." Nameless said.

The mountain demon opened his throat and shouted in the city:
"Mr. Roger, who is waiting for the ceremony in the square, your friend is looking for you, please go to the blacksmith shop; Mr. Roger..."

Sure enough, the voice was loud, and the voice of the troll was like rolling thunder, spreading throughout the Red Lion City. After a while, Roger ran over with his face covered.

Seeing Roger covering his face, Wuming asked curiously:
"What's wrong with your face? Infected and corrupted?"

"I'm a person who doesn't want to trouble others." Roger said, "And just now the city lord was mobilizing before the battle, telling the life story of General Ratan - can you imagine how embarrassed I am?"

Nameless said, "You're quite shy."

Roger was helpless: "Why are you here, what do you want from me?"

"I want to go down to the Eternal City and come to ask if you have a way." Wuming said.

"Eternal City?" Roger looked at Wuming, a little surprised.

After listening to Baizhi's words, Roger believed that Wuming had something to do with Spirit Fire and the Fallen Eagle Legion.

He also found out that the Fallen Eagle Legion had entered the eternal city of Nokron, and Nokron was buried deep in the ground, and its fate was sealed together with the stars. Only by breaking the seal of Ratarn could they enter.

That's why Roger came to the battle festival to contribute to Latarn's funeral.

He has no interest in challenging the strongest demigods, investigating the Eternal City is essentially for namelessness.

But now that Wuming found him, the target was actually the Eternal City, so he didn't shy away from it.

Roger muttered inwardly.

"Could it be that he has nothing to do with the Eternal City..."

"What are you thinking about?" Wuming looked at the dazed Roger.

Roger recovered and smiled:
"Nothing—why are you going to the Eternal City?"

"I went to find mercury, and I heard that there is mercury in the Eternal City." Nameless said, describing the difficulty of making a bird's-eye mirror to Roger.

"That's it?" said Roger.

I thought Wuming had some far-reaching purpose, but it turned out to be just to create a bird's-eye view mirror.

"It is related to the life and death of my store, and long-term stability is very important." Wuming said seriously.

"If you want mercury, you can just go to the nearby Selia ruins and find it." Roger was a little tired, and he was already wondering whether it was worth being called out by the public for such a thing.

"Is there any there?"

"Mercury is poisonous, and things related to poison should be found in the Ionian swamp." Roger said, "The magicians in Selia Town are also old-school magicians who specialize in assassinating magicians, and they keep mercury. The possibility is quite high. The town of Selia is close to the outbreak of corruption, and it was destroyed in an instant. The materials kept by the magicians should not be used in time, and they can always be found in good condition."

Wuming opened the map and took a look:
"Not bad, and pretty close."

Selia Town is not far from the south of the Selia Crystal Tunnel, and not far from the Red Lion City.

"It was a great help. I still have something to do. Thank you later." Wuming thanked Roger and left the Red Lion City.

Wuming went out of the city to catch the star beast, and then started the teleportation.

Go home first, then teleport from the Dragon's Breath Ruins to the Crystal Tunnel, and then go to Selia Town.

Not only is it the fastest, but it can also inspect the situation in the store and the mine by the way, which is perfect.

He had already asked Fan Lei to replace the one-time teleportation bone fragment with a medal that could be used countless times. Now Wuming can teleport it as he wants, and there is no need to consider the cost issue at all.

Wuming activated the magic circle of the medal, waiting for the portal to open.

Just waited for 1 minute in Gai Lide's bloody wind.

"Huh?" Wuming thought the medal was broken, carefully studied the pattern on the medal, and tried it with the bone fragment he brought.

Also unable to send.

Nameless feels a little bad.

It is very unlikely that there will be a problem with both the bone fragment and the medal at the same time, and the only problem is the transmission device of the Church of Alley.

Wuming thought of the magic circle buried under the blessing.

If there is a problem with the center, it will be troublesome.

Not only was he unable to go back, but countless bone fragments had been bought back, and the faded people who were in danger would also suffer greatly because of the failure of the bone fragments.

Wuming also thought of another terrible possibility - the transmission center was not malfunctioning, but was destroyed.

If the Bell Bead Hunter came, he would kill all the people and give them blessings, it would not be impossible.

Nameless knocked on his helmet with a headache, thinking about what to do.

He rode on the back of the Fallen Star Beast and directed it to the Selia Crystal Tunnel.

"You are most familiar with your hometown, hurry back to me as quickly as possible." Wuming ordered the Falling Star Beast.

Wuming always wants to go back. If he can't teleport, he can only travel long distances, walking all the way back.

Before that, he had to go to the mine first.

Firstly, it is generally on the way, and it will not go too far. Second, if it is really an enemy attack, then Pachi will place the teleportation array of the Dragon's Breath ruins as one of the evacuation points, and some people will inevitably escape into the tunnel.

Wuming can judge whether the center is broken or the center has been smashed through the situation of the tunnel.

The Falling Star Beast heard Wuming's serious tone, and it really walked like flying, and it didn't take the main road, but directly stepped on the Ionian swamp.

Gravity gathers beneath its feet, keeping it as little as possible from the rotting toxins of the swamp.

Wuming also condensed flames in his hands, helping the Falling Star Beast to clean up the scarlet stains on its body.

One person and one beast galloped in the swamp like this.

Suddenly a person flashed out from the swamp and stood in front of the falling star beast.The blade in the visitor's hand flickered coldly, and he rushed straight towards Wuming.

"Damn it." Wuming suddenly became angry, "In broad daylight, the sky is clear, and you actually commit such a heinous act of robbing in public! There are so many bugs watching!"

Wuming was anxious, completely ignored the enemy, and threw a spell directly.

A ripple spread from Wuming's body.

The ripples swept across the enemy in front, and then wrapped around the opponent's body, forming a circle.

It's a bit like the anti-magic spell that was put on Baizhi back then, but it's pale gold.

The enemy froze in place, as if there was a weight on his body, and his movements were blocked.

The falling star beast was also affected, its floating state disappeared, and it stepped directly into the swamp, stepping out of several deep pits.

But the Falling Star Beast was so powerful that it didn't stop completely like the enemy. With its four hooves sticking out in the mud, it still ran forward, knocked over the enemy, and stepped on it.

A click and a muffled groan sounded from the Falling Star Beast's feet.

Wuming also received the spell at this time, and the Falling Star Beast floated into the air again, and one person and one beast sped away.

(End of this chapter)