The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 65 Light and Darkness
Nameless ignored the people in the church, stared in the direction of Shi Dongcheng, and walked out of Ailey Church with staggering steps with longing eyes.

"What's the situation..." Kaidan mercenaries said in panic.

"Shh." Patch immediately signaled the people in Alley Church to be quiet.

Paqi stared nervously at the back of Wuming's head, seeing that he had no intention of turning back, he was relieved, and whispered with a bad expression:

"Keep your voice down and don't get his attention."

Although they didn't know what happened, the Kaidan mercenaries still followed suit and asked in a low voice:
"What's up with him?"

"Yeah, what's the situation? You are from the same village." Se Lian also asked.

Her figure became more illusory, and her voice became ethereal, but it happened that she didn't need to lower her voice.

Patch sighed lightly: "This is the characteristic of his race. Strength and will are filled in his body, maintaining balance and keeping him rational. But once the two start to lose balance, he will lose his sanity and be on the verge of losing control."

"It sounds a bit like an immortal." The immortals said.

"One thing is different." Patch grinned, "The Immortal can't transform Runes by himself, but he can. And when he lacks power, he will start to thirst for power. Guess what he will do?"

Patch made it very clear, and everyone present was a little scared, and belatedly realized that he had walked through the gate of hell.

Especially the Kaidan mercenary, who still had a fresh memory of the nameless method, asked:

"He wants to hunt other people's power? Just to plunder Rune? Will he still use the one from that day..."

Patch nodded: "Yes, he will devour your soul and make you unable to return to the tree."

"Thank you, I'm even more scared." Kaidan mercenary said.

"Fortunately, he's targeting Greg." The Kaidan mercenary let out a sigh of relief.

Patch was still a little nervous, looking at the nameless who was going away:
"I'm afraid that he's out of control. You haven't seen his true strength, and it's easy to accidentally injure him."

Selian said, "Isn't that his real power?"

Cerlian and Tops were not the ones who were rescued by the nameless reversal of time. She had seen enough shocking power.

Patch's smile was a little scary:
"That's his light magic. Light and darkness have never been separated. For their race, what they need to be most vigilant about is the rampant darkness."

"Rampaging darkness?" Selian couldn't understand.

Patch didn't explain carefully, seeing the nameless gradually going away, he finally straightened up, raised his voice and said to the other people in the church:
"Everyone, time is running out. Let's go to the ruins of Dragon's Breath right now and teleport it to Gailde. Everyone will bring back bone fragments to facilitate their return."

Patch was always in charge of the overall situation in the store, and he was quite prestigious, so people didn't ask much questions, and were going to the Dragon's Breath ruins.

Ka Lie was cleaning up the stall, and loaded a large bag of bone fragments on the donkey's back.

Patch changed his words again:
"No, don't pretend, go directly to Garrett."

"Aren't you coming back?" The others quit when they heard it.

The dragon's breath ruins are directly connected to Garide, and if they cannot be teleported back, it means that they have to face the risk of being infected with scarlet corruption.

"Maybe even bone fragments won't come back," Patch said.

Patch wanted to urge everyone to leave quickly, when suddenly a burst of blazing light shone over.

Everyone forgot to escape, and stared blankly at the place where Wuming went away.

They saw a butterfly.

Huge golden red butterfly.

With Wuming at the center, the lush forests on both sides began to fade and become grayish white. Golden debris peeled off from the bushes and converged towards Wuming, forming two huge circulations, like the wings of a butterfly.

Wuming began to lift into the sky, it was not due to the golden wings, but because of the other two blazing red currents gushing from his back.

It's as if the golden debris was ignited through his body, and the exhaust gas was released.

Behind the nameless, the violent flame flow formed two giant wings, and the huge wave of flame surged into the sky, swallowing everything around.

This of course also includes Islay Church.

Looking from Ailey Church, the nameless figure had gone away the moment the wings appeared and was barely visible.What became more and more eye-catching was the wall of fire that covered the sky and the sun, pushing towards the Church of Ailey.

"It's over." Patch despaired.

The scope of the "wing" covers the entire forest, to the left to the sky beyond the cliff, and to the right to cover the entire Yakir Lake.

No man or mount has the speed to escape an attack of this magnitude.

The others also had no desire to escape, they had already bowed their heads and prayed that blessings would visit them again and give them a chance to be resurrected.

At this moment, a person rushed in front of everyone, his bald head was reflecting the light, shining brilliantly.

It's Topps.

He stood in front of the Church of Alley, in front of the wall of fire, with a cloud of starlight over his head.

Everyone was shocked, not knowing what this usually cowardly mage was going to do.

Tops raised his staff high, drawing a special magic circle jerky and laboriously.

Tops didn't even look at the approaching fire waves, and focused on the magic circle.

The starlight shone brightly above his head, and the light continued to spread until it reached the dome covering the church.

The soft starlight looked so weak and insignificant in front of the wall of fire.

Facing the firewall, people subconsciously close their eyes.

And when they realized that they were not dead, they opened their eyes and saw the shining bald head again.

In front of the soft starlight, the wall of fire changed its direction and rushed towards the sea on the left cliff.

The strange thing is that the firewalls were changed in the direction of the wind, but they did not become more violent, very docile, as if they were supposed to behave like this.

Irene Church seems to be in a small bubble on the bottom of the sea, surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.Looking up, there are only endless flames.

And the only thing supporting this bubble is a thin, bald head.

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When Grek attacked, Tops huddled in the protective barrier and witnessed it all.

He saw the billowing of flames, the trails of magic, and the splashing of blood.

There was nothing he could do.

And when all the dust settled, Greg didn't let him go, and all methods including physical attacks poured on the protective barrier.

Topps, who doesn't like fighting, has never seen so many attacks in his life. If there is no protective barrier, he would not be able to witness the trajectory of these attacks.

The horrific attack made Tops shudder, and the tragic death of his companion made him feel deeply entangled.

How Tops wished he had a gift like Thurline, so that he might be able to protect the Church of Alley, his students and companions.

But Topps still couldn't grasp the inspiration.

What makes Tops anxious is not the knowledge that is completely beyond comprehension, but that there is always a kind of inspiration in his mind that seems to be teasing him.

He always has a clear understanding: the key to the theory is around him, but he doesn't realize it.

This kind of vague perception has a chaotic uncertainty, which is even more maddening, like an object that must be in the house but can't be found anywhere.

Grief, anxiety, fear and thirst for knowledge, Tops spent three days in silence inside the protective barrier with such complex emotions, falling into a period of confusion.

Even when Greg couldn't break through the protective barrier and finally gave up, he didn't recover.

It wasn't until Wuming, the backbone of the store, returned that the fear in Tops' heart eased.

The fear eased, and the chaotic mind that had been trapped in a wonderful balance finally dissipated. Tops was freed from the messy state of mind and regained his sanity.

The fearful emotions eased, reason prevailed, and Topps blamed himself even more.

"If I could finish the theory sooner..."

Topps scratched his head in pain.

He still hasn't found a source of inspiration.

In the chaos, Tops saw a bright golden light.

The dazzling golden light was reflected in Tops' eyes, and the nameless deafening voice exploded in his ears, witnessing the miraculous scene, and a huge inspiration suddenly descended on him.

Tops' long-term meditation, arduous experiments, and the various attacks he witnessed in the protective barrier were integrated with the light in front of him.

Tops couldn't help approaching, as if to touch the ethereal golden light.

"So it is... so it is!" Topps said to himself, "Light, it's light!"

Topps finally found the key to the theory, and remembered why he always felt that the key was by his side.

After he left the academy, he was gifted with magic—Starlight, which is a lighting magic that looks inconspicuous and relatively easy to learn.

Tops, who has always been inferior, has never thought that the key to the theory is hidden in this simple magic.

Tops took out his staff, and the academy's magic circle was drawn from the pyroxene of the staff, and a starlight fell on top of Tops, no matter when and where, it was by his side, illuminating Tianlu for him.

Tops looked at the starlight affectionately:

"Ah, so you've always been with me."

Overwhelming inspiration bloomed in Tops' mind, and the accumulation that had been accumulated all along blossomed and bore fruit at this time, quickly transforming into tangible entities.

A brand new magic circle was constructed in Tops' mind.

All spells, even physical attacks, no matter how their nature changes, if they want to cause harm to people, they need to run along the trajectory of time and space.

That's the basic rule.

Time alone, when the basic laws are also distorted, no matter what attack, it will lose its meaning.

In his vision, the spell that could defend against various spells finally took shape.

Topps was about to jump for joy.

He even somewhat understood those crazy magicians, why they risked their lives to do various experiments.

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

Just as Topps was thinking this, a heat wave swept through Irene Church.

Tops, who was still trapped in the magician's romantic feelings, immediately woke up, wanting to cry without tears.

He hasn't tested the magic circle yet, hasn't tested the reliability of the magic circle, hasn't confirmed the strength that this spell can support, why is he about to die.

Topps can't help it either, this is his last chance, if he doesn't try, he won't have the chance to try again.

But this time, inspiration did not fail him, and his magic withstood the huge jet of natural disaster.

There is no difficulty in withstanding a powerful attack, as he expected, this is a magic that is not difficult to use, simple and efficient, and the effect is remarkable.

Also because the difficulty is not high, Tops can cast it continuously until the flame dissipates.

When the wall of fire finally passed the Irene Church, Tops put down his staff, his palms were already sweating.

The flames dissipated, and before the survivors could thank Tops, they were deprived of their language ability by the sight in front of them.

The woods that Wuming had originally planned to burn had disappeared, replaced by flying ashes, scattered across the sky and the earth.

A heavy rain poured down, filling the evaporated Lake Yakil and burying the ashes on Lake Yakil.

In the direction where the nameless disappears, the straight and wide gray-white avenue spreads from Ailey Church all the way to the direction of Stone City.

The Kaidan mercenary swallowed to relieve the dry and hot air:
"Can I resign?"

Patch finally relaxed and sat down on the thick ashes:

"You can do whatever you want, but do you dare to resign?"

"Don't dare." The Kaidan mercenary was crying.

Patch looked at the "butterfly wings" that could still be seen from a long distance in the sky, and said:

"Then do it well, as long as you are a good bodyguard, you will never see such a scene again."

Alley Church went to Stone City, and had to go through a checkpoint guarded by soldiers, then enter the narrow passage between the cliffs, and pass through the storm hills.

When Ge Ruike led the army to return triumphantly, these soldiers also saw it, and they were proud of it.

They also received the news of the return of the former King Ge Frey, and saw that Grek had become so powerful. Everyone was feeling that the Lord Grek had finally grown up, and looked forward to Ge Frey returning to the throne and recalling them to the Golden Tree. one day.

In front of the checkpoint, there is a long spear with the head of a Kaidan mercenary protruding from it, as proof of Gregor's victory, proclaiming the majesty of "gold".

The soldiers discussed the battles they had never seen in front of the checkpoint, imagined the heroic appearance of the former king in battle, and talked about the growth of the lord.

A soldier points to the front of the level:

"what is that?"

The soldiers looked a little uncertain:
"Looks like a butterfly?"

But soon their doubts vanished—for there were no more doubts.

The small butterfly in the distance expanded rapidly, and in just a few breaths, it has turned into a wall of fire that covers the sky and the sun, engulfing everything.

Wuming smashed the stone wall of the checkpoint directly, and rushed into the path between the cliffs.

Soldiers, knights, mountain monsters, and rejected horses were all reduced to ashes. The golden light gathered on Wuming, and the wings on his back continued to grow, pushing his speed to the extreme.

The flames sprayed onto the cliffs on both sides, the rocks melted, the cliffs collapsed and poured into the trail, the magma surged, and the mountain stream boiled.

Stonetown gate,
Gregor carried a string of human heads in his hand, hanging at the gate of the city.

He looked up at the booty, this time he didn't yell again, only he knew the surge in his heart.

When Ge Fulei denied him, Greco wanted to die on the spot.

But he made a breakthrough and was not bound by the evaluation of his ancestors.He bravely disobeyed Godfrey's orders.

And fate gave him the reward his courage deserved - he returned victorious.

Feeling the powerful force filling his whole body, Gregor understood that he got rid of the shadow of his ancestors.

He no longer regards his ancestors as support, found a more reliable reliance, and understood the truth of the world—strength is the reason for being king.

He can finally live in this world independently.

Bloodline and ancestors are not the most important thing, strength is.

His big rune is his most important reliance.

Greg clenched his arms tightly, feeling his own great strength, silently savoring the demeanor of a king that he gradually began to have, and feeling sincerely happy for his own growth.

Until the firelight reddened his felt cloak.

Gregor turned his head, and then the king's demeanor was shattered.

(End of this chapter)