The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 87 The Poor Lion

People in the Red Lion City have experienced several ups and downs in half a month.

Just when people thought that the stars were shining and that General Ratan was finally coming to an end, the stars disappeared from the night sky again.

The warriors who were hanged by Lataen were happy now.

They think it's just the stars messing things up.The stars misjudged the situation of Lataen and wanted to come early, but in fact Lataen has not weakened to that extent.

With this rhetoric, the Warriors can feel at ease.

But after a while, this set of rhetoric can't convince the public anymore.

The Warriors themselves can't stand it, or the wallet can't stand it.

Since challenging Ratan, the mysterious and powerful merchant has taken over the warriors' logistics.

The businessman is responsible for daily life and combat drills.

I have to admit that the service provided by Wuming is quite high-quality.Their weapons and armor can get better care, and various practical props can greatly improve their survival rate when facing Lataen, and the secret magic protection is even more unexpected.

Even if it was too expensive, the warriors who stayed safely in the city couldn't afford to sit and eat like this.

But no matter how much he couldn't sit still, the starry sky was still unpredictable and capricious.Sometimes stars just appear in the sky and then disappear very quickly.

Jielian said that it was because the general's tenacious will to survive was still fighting against the scarlet corruption in his body, so the breath was strong and weak, and the starry sky would flicker.

While marveling at Ratan's tyranny, the warriors could only wait for the stars to stabilize.

Every day, new strongmen come to the Red Lion City.

Blaze the half-wolf, Tragos the Great Horn, the increasingly powerful Neferilo, and a dozen genuine faders carrying the Finger Witch.

They united and challenged Latarn when the stars fell, but the result was still the same.

Ratarn used double knives and a big bow to give them a little taste of the elegance and cruelty of the broken war.

They could only discuss ways to end the ceremony while recuperating.

Half a month later, the warriors had already given up the chance to enjoy the glory of battle, and only thought about how to kill Lataen.

They were thinking about how to crusade against Latarn, and they accepted the meticulous and silent care of the businessman, and their money bags were quietly drying up in a silent way.

The painting style in front of the portal has also changed.

In the past, it was a tragic charge against horns and sandstorms, accompanied by wailing and arrow rain.

Now it's a weird scene like "Masters of the Great Shield are all here, let me have a nanny".

Although the scene was somewhat weird and embarrassing, the weak who had no choice had no time to take care of face.

At least after this change, the Warriors managed to inflict damage on Lataen -- about a gash.

But to the despair of the Warriors, when they were about to consolidate the results the next day, Lataen's injury healed, and he continued to dance ballet on a horse like nothing, and swept everyone around in circles.

It was another night, and the sky was full of stars again.

On the other side of the Wailing Dunes, next to the portal, a set of knight armor is on a shelf.

That is the nameless armor.

But no nameless figure could be seen anywhere.

He cast himself invisibility spells, stripped off his armor, and crept into the Wailing Dunes.

With previous experience, Wuming found a way to hide under the eyes of Lataen.

He left all the irons on the other side, and then used invisibility magic to hide his body, hiding not far from Rataen.

Rataen, who no longer had enemies challenging him, looked a little lonely. The old lean horse was walking slowly on the sand dunes. Rataen's gravity magic would occasionally fail, and the thin horse would fall to its knees for a while.

"The hero is late." Wuming sighed.

The sound was keenly captured by Lataen, and the hesitant state disappeared immediately, and he raised his two knives and rushed towards the direction of the sound with a roar.

But when they got to that place, they didn't see the enemy.

Latarn and the pony walked around a few times, only to return to a dazed state, and picked up the corpse of the rotten knight on the ground.

Ratarn gathered the corpses together, and then ate a large piece, splashing blood and scarlet.

In a state of hesitation, Ratan didn't notice some rotten moss stuffed into the pile of corpses, which entered his stomach along with the corpses.

At Latan's feet, there are a few hot stones emitting warm light, healing the injuries that Latan received during the festival during the day.

Wuming observed Lataen and the night sky, and after a while, the stars disappeared again.

He left quietly, returned to the other side, put on his armor, and dispelled the invisibility magic.

Jielian was already waiting for him on the shore.

Jie Lian didn't put on his old man's mask and knight helmet, showing his bald beard and a scar on his left eye. The eyeball was white under the scar, and he was already blind.

Jie Lian didn't put on the helmet representing the city lord because he felt ashamed and wanted to hide it.

"Are you really going to procrastinate like this?" Jie Lian looked at Wuming with a complicated expression.

"I really want to procrastinate." Wuming said frankly, "But I have almost collected the holy blood tree buds of Gailide, and it won't last long to delay Lataen's condition with the rotten moss medicine."

Relying on the help of corrupt relatives, he collected a lot of dung beetles in Galide, but the holy blood tree buds are indeed rare items, even with the help of corrupt relatives, he would not be able to get much.

Wuming said: "One problem now is that Lataen is eating the corpse of the rotten knight. The corpse of the rotten knight is corrupted, and he will accumulate more corruption because of the corpse-you can't Let him eat something normal?"

Jie Lian shook his head: "One of the reasons why the general's corruption is difficult to treat is that we can't even feed him the rotten medicine. Once we get close to the Wailing Sand Dunes, the general's arrows will fly, and we can't sacrifice so much to deliver the medicine. The red lion. Besides, the medicine can't cure it, the general is too big, the poison is too deep, and the holy blood tree buds are too rare."

Wuming thought for a moment: "I can provide normal meat, and treating Lataen is a big project, and the accumulation of toxins needs to be slowly reduced first."

Jelian immediately became vigilant:

"You don't want to sell a piece of meat for two thousand, do you?"

Wuming laughed: "How is it possible? When I do business, I have to consider sustainable development. How can I make a one-shot deal?"

"Is it a one-shot deal for those fighters?"

"They challenged Latan. It's not certain whether they can survive or not. It's not good to leave it to me." Wuming said as a matter of course.

Jie Lian was no stranger to Wuming's thick skin, and said:

"Even if the price is fair, it's hard for us to afford it. We don't have many runes, only a city full of weapons. The general has three mouths and one pig, and only this battlefield can support him."

"It's time to make money for the general." Wuming said seriously.

Jeremy said, "This is Gallard, how do we make money?"

"Why can't Gallard make money?"

"Corruption is everywhere here, and we can't even grow crops. How can we collect the grace of the golden tree?" Jie Lian said.

"The crops can't grow, but the mushrooms grow very well." Wuming said, "You're wrong about one thing. Garide still has the blessings of the golden tree, but they are all robbed by corruption."

"You mean to let the red lion go hand in hand with corruption?" Geralm said.

"If you can only collect blessings and favors to obtain runes in this way, then do it." Wuming shrugged, "Master Jie Lian, you don't want General Rataen to die because he has no money, even though he was saved."

Jielian's face was tense, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Reviving General Ratan is what the Red Lions expect, and fighting corruption is what General Ratan expects.

This is the mission left by the general to the Red Lion.

In order to save the general and coexist with corruption, not to mention that it may not succeed, but if it succeeds, how will the red lion face the general?
Is the general really happy to see such a thing?

Jeremy didn't know.

Seeing that Jielian's face was tangled up like he was constipated, Wuming didn't rush him.

Wuming only wants to make money, he doesn't mind the way.Seeing that Jielian was so reluctant, Wuming began to give him some advice:
"Didn't Lataen say that he is the heir of King Elden and the Queen of the Full Moon? With such a big name, why can't he fight his father to find his natal family?"

Jie Lian rubbed between his brows in pain:

"What do you think Blazer is here for? His master represents the Kalia royal family. The general seals the stars, and the astrology that the Kalia royal family relies on for survival is sealed. There is nothing to talk about."

"My mother's family can't do it, so what about King Elden?" Wuming asked, "The Golden Dynasty must have a lot of gold."

Jie Lian rubbed his forehead with a headache:

"Prince Vladagon has not been seen for a long time, and King Blessing is now in charge of Wangcheng. The general has attacked Wangcheng, so it is impossible for us to seek help from Wangcheng."

"People hate dogs." Wuming concluded.

Jie Lian smiled bitterly:
"The general is in the way of too many people."

"It also blocked my way of making money." Wuming felt the same way, "Don't be too depressed, you are a demigod force after all, and the Red Lion City family has a big business, so let's do some one-shot deals at worst."

"What kind of one-shot deal is there?" Jie Lian said, "You want to tear down the city wall?"

"I think you still have some teleportation gates. If you can't, then sell them to me." Wuming said, "There is really nothing else, isn't there still a mountain demon?"

"Mountain demon?" Jie Lian was even more puzzled, "Mountain demons are no longer for sale. Now is the age of the golden tree, and they will not be bought and sold casually."

"How can it be regarded as selling." Wuming said, "I just asked you to give me technical talents like the mountain demon blacksmith. This is called sending outstanding talents to the society."

"If he wants to, that's fine with me," said Jeremy.

"I asked him, and he has no objection." Wuming smiled and rubbed his hands, "Oh, I have a blacksmith in my shop."

Jie Lian was disgusted by the ugly face of the unknown businessman, and felt a pang of sadness that he had to rely on this businessman.

He couldn't help but said, "Why are you like a fly, lying on rotten things and eating people up?"

"Flies..." Wuming touched his chin, "Actually, flies are very clean, at least I am very clean."

"Passing the dirt on to others, right?"

"I heard that some people still eat fly cakes." Wuming said, "Should be able to wash it off?"

Jie Lian is a little bit crazy:

"I'm not talking about flies with you, this is a metaphor, a metaphor!"

"I think, I found cheap meat." Wuming muttered to himself.

A chill came over Jelian's heart, and with an unbelievable or unwilling to face conjecture, he asked frightenedly:
"What are you doing?"

Nameless said: "Look, you don't have to eat mushrooms, but Lataen doesn't care anyway - he himself eats with a rotten knight in his arms. Anyway, you have enough oil barrels and flame pipes, and use the red lion flames to match mine. According to the recipe, sterilize the mushrooms, and let Lataen eat them."

Nameless handed the formula to Jie Lian, then took the elevator back to the city, and then went straight outside the city:

"I'll go and order some white meat for General Rataen. It tastes like chicken and is crunchy. It's rich in nutrition and complete with meat and vegetables."

Humming, Wuming walked slowly under the starless night sky to the Ionian swamp.

Jie Lian's words reminded him of the characteristics of worm silk.

As worms who have spent their entire lives in the rotten swamp, their mucus-filled silks are so clean, like a white lotus flower in the mud, completely untainted by a trace of corruption.

Although flies like to stay on decaying matter, they themselves are not easily contaminated with pollution.

Wuming felt that the corrupt dependents should be similar.

I was rushing along the road to the Ionian swamp, when suddenly there was a huge roar in the night sky.

This voice is very familiar to Wuming, it is the roar of a flying dragon.

"Flying dragon is not bad either, big enough and plenty of meat." Wuming muttered and deviated from the main road.

But when Wuming walked to the place where the sound happened, he was disappointed.

The skin of this flying dragon has almost disappeared, revealing immature muscles, and there are some pustules in some places, and there are probably only a handful of places where it can be eaten.

Probably has been soaked in corruption.

And this dragon is already being hunted by someone, so it's not easy for him to grab food.

In front of the huge body of the corrupt dragon, there are two small figures. The weapons in their hands emit a strange red light, which is particularly eye-catching under the night sky.

One of them was decorated with dark red dragon wings and horns, and seemed to be a professional dragon slayer, with a slender figure and a blood-red double-edged sword in his hand.

The other wears a cloth robe tightly tied with series of iron plates to form an armor, wears a wooden mask in the image of a ferocious old man, and holds two knives, one long and one short.

The long blade was bright red, and the evil spirit flowed over it, and it was hard to tell whether it was thick blood or a stream of flames.

The two flanked the Corruption Dragon separately, at extremely fast speeds, leaving behind afterimages, making it difficult to trace their whereabouts.

The running speed alone shows its strong strength.

But the corrupt dragon didn't need to catch the figure of the villain. It swung the dragon's head away and sprayed out the dragon's breath in a fan shape, covering both of them.

The breath of this corrupt dragon is no longer a flame, but billowing scarlet smoke.

"It's really soaked through." Wuming frowned, seeing that there was no meat to take, and left with regret.

On the corrupt dragon's side, the battle is still going on.

The frightening corruption did not stop the two tiny humans. With all kinds of scarlet smoke, two figures could be vaguely seen soaring upwards, like salmon swimming against the water under the waves.

The dragon knight holding the double-ended sword turned the double-ended sword and pointed it in front of him. The blood flames burned away the corruption and opened up a safe area for the dragon knight.

The man with the old man's mask just swung his knife fiercely, and bursts of fire formed a knife net, cutting through the smoke that could not have been cut by a sharp blade.

The two succeeded in getting close, and the Corruption Dragon was even more inflexible when he was close to him, letting others slaughter him.

It struggled for a long time, and finally fell to the ground, roaring and struggling, panting gradually.

The dragon knight skillfully cut open the chest of the corrupt dragon, took out the tender heart, held it up to the sky, and a stream of thick dragon blood dripped into his mouth.

After taking a sip of the dragon's blood, the dragon knight handed the heart to the man wearing the old man's mask.

"Pursuing foreign things, how can you hone your sword skills?" The old man put the long knife in his waist, "I haven't had enough beheading, do you want to follow me to behead Lataen?"

The dragon knight shook his head, turned and left with the dragon heart, and walked towards the church not far behind the corrupt dragon.

(End of this chapter)