Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Wuming ignored the people in the church and stared in the direction of Stone City. With longing eyes, he staggered out of the Ailei Church.

What's going on... Kaidan mercenaries said in fear.

Shh. Patch immediately signaled everyone in Airei Church to be quiet.

Patch stared nervously at the back of Wuming's head, seeing that he had no intention of looking back, then he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered with an unkind expression:

Keep your voice down and don't attract 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 guys are from the same hometown, right. Se Lian also asked.

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

Patch sighed softly: This is the characteristic of his race. Strength and will fill his body, maintaining balance and keeping him rational. Once the two begin to lose balance, he will lose his mind and be on the verge of losing control.

Sounds a bit like the Immortals. The Immortals said.

One thing is different. Patch grinned, The Immortal cannot transform Rune by himself, but he can. And when he lacks power, he will start to crave power. What do you think he will do?

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

Especially the Kaidan mercenaries, who still remembered Wuming’s methods, asked:

He wants to hunt for other people's power? Is he just robbing Runes? Will he still use the one from that day...

Patch nodded: Yes, he will swallow your soul and make it impossible for you to return to the tree.

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

But fortunately, he was targeting Greg. The Kaidan mercenary let out a sigh of relief.

Patch was still a little nervous, looking at Wuming who was walking away:

I'm afraid that he loses control. You haven't seen his true power yet, and it's easy to accidentally injure him.

Se Lian said: Isn't that his real power?

Se Lian and Tops were not those who were rescued by Wuming's reversal of time. She had already seen enough shocking power.

Patch's smile was a little scary:

That's his light magic. Light and darkness have never been separated. What their race needs to be wary of most is the rampant darkness.

Rampaging darkness? Se Lian couldn't understand.

Patch did not explain in detail. Seeing Wuming gradually go away, he finally straightened up and raised his voice to other people in the church:

Everyone, time is running out. We will go to the Dragon's Breath Ruins immediately and teleport to Galid. Everyone will bring the return bone fragments to facilitate our return.

Patch always takes charge of the overall situation in the store and is quite prestigious. People didn't ask any questions and prepared to go to the Dragon's Breath Ruins.

Kale was cleaning up the stall and loading a large bag of bone fragments on the back of a donkey.

Patch changed his mind again:

No, stop pretending and go directly to Galid.

Not coming back? The others quit after hearing this.

The Dragon's Breath Ruins are directly connected to Galid, and not being able to teleport back means that they have to bear the risk of being infected by the scarlet corruption.

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

Patch wanted to urge everyone to leave quickly, but suddenly a blazing light shone over them.

Everyone forgot to escape and stared blankly at Wuming's retreating position.

They saw a butterfly.

Huge golden red butterfly.

With Wuming as the center, the lush woods on both sides began to fade to gray, and golden debris peeled off among the trees, converging towards Wuming, forming two huge circulations, like butterfly wings.

Wuming began to take off, not because of the golden wings, but because of the other two blazing red circulations spurting from behind him.

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

Behind Wuming, the violent flames formed two giant wings, and the huge waves of flames rose into the sky, swallowing everything around them.

This of course also includes the Church of Airey.

Viewed from the Ai Lei Church, the nameless figure had already gone away the moment the wings appeared, becoming almost invisible. What became more and more eye-catching was the wall of fire that covered the sky and sun, pushing towards the Ailei Church.

It's over. Patch was desperate.

The scope of the wings covers the entire forest, to the left all the way to the sky beyond the cliff, and to the right it covers the entire Yakil Lake.

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

Others no longer had the desire to escape. They had begun to bow their heads and pray, praying that blessings would favor them again and give them a chance to be resurrected.

At this moment, a man stepped in front of everyone. His bald head was reflecting the light and shining brightly.

It's Topps.

With a ball of starlight above his head, he stood in front of the Ailee Church, in front of the wall of fire.

Everyone was shocked, wondering what this usually timid mage was going to do.

Tops raised his staff high and drew a special magic circle awkwardly and laboriously.

Tops didn't even look at the approaching fire wave, and stared intently at the magic circle.

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

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

Facing the wall of fire, people subconsciously closed their eyes.

And when they realized that they were not dead yet, 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 toward the cliff sea on the left.

The strange thing is that the walls of fire are redirected by the wind, but they don't become more violent, very docile, as if they are meant to behave that way.

Airei Church seems to be in a small bubble on the sea floor, surrounded and covered by a sea of ​​fire. Looking up, there is only endless flames.

The only thing supporting this bubble is a thin bald head.

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When Grek attacked, Topps huddled in the protective barrier and witnessed everything.

He saw the rolling flames, the traces of magic, and the blood splashing around.

There was nothing he could do.

And when everything was settled, Greg did not let him go. All means including physical attacks were poured on the protective barrier.

Tops, who did not like fighting, had never seen so many attacks in his life. Without protective barriers, he would not have been able to witness the trajectory of these attacks.

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

How Topps wishes he had a talent like Se Lian, so that he might be able to protect the Ailei Church and his students and companions.

But Topps could never catch that inspiration.

What makes Tops anxious is not the knowledge that is completely beyond his ability to understand, but the vague inspiration that is always teasing him in his mind.

He always had a clear understanding: the key to the theory was around him, but he didn't realize it.

This kind of vague cognition has a more chaotic uncertainty and is even more maddening, like an object that is sure to be at home but cannot be found anywhere.

Grief, anxiety, fear and curiosity, Topps spent three days in silence in the protective barrier with such a complicated mood, falling into a state of confusion.

Even when Greg couldn't break through the protective barrier and finally gave up, he never came back to his senses.

It wasn't until Wuming, the backbone of the store, came back that the fear in Topps' heart eased.

The fear lessened, and the chaotic mind that had fallen into a wonderful balance finally dissipated. Topps was freed from the chaotic state of mind and regained his consciousness.

But the fear subsided and reason prevailed, and Topps blamed himself even more.

If I could finish the theory earlier...

Tops covered his head in pain.

He still hasn't found the source of inspiration.

In the chaos, Topps saw a bright golden light.

The dazzling golden light was reflected in Tops' eyes, and the nameless deafening voice exploded in his ears. He witnessed the miraculous scene, and a huge inspiration suddenly came to him.

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

Tops couldn't help but move closer, as if he wanted to touch the ethereal golden light.

That's it...that's it! 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 given magic - starlight, which was a lighting magic that seemed inconspicuous and easy to learn.

Topps, who has always had a low self-esteem, has never thought that the key to the theory is hidden in this simple magic.

Tops took out his staff, and the magic circle of the academy was drawn from the pyroxene of the staff. A ray of starlight descended above Tops, always by his side, illuminating his sky.

Tops looked at the starlight affectionately:

Ah, so you are always with me.

Overwhelming inspiration bloomed in Tops' mind, and the accumulation that had been accumulated blossomed at this time and was quickly transformed into a tangible entity.

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 follow the trajectory of time and space.

This is the basic rule.

When time alone is distorted and the basic laws are distorted, any attack will lose its meaning.

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

Topps almost jumped for joy.

He even somewhat understood why those crazy magicians would risk their lives to conduct various experiments.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Just as Tops was thinking this, a heat wave swept through the Ailee Church.

Topps, who was still trapped in the romantic feelings of a magician, immediately woke up and was about to cry without tears.

He hasn't tested the magic circle, hasn't tested the reliability of the magic circle, and hasn't determined the strength that this spell can support, so why is he about to die?

There is nothing Tops can do. This is his last chance. If he doesn't try, he won't have the chance to try in the future.

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

There was no difficulty in withstanding the powerful attack. As he expected, this was a magic that was not difficult to use. It was simple, efficient, and very effective.

Because the difficulty is not high, Tops can cast it continuously until the flames dissipate.

When the wall of fire finally passed through the Ailei Church, Topps put down his staff, his palms already sweating.

After the flames dissipated, the people who survived the disaster were deprived of the ability to speak by the sight before them before they could thank Tops.

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

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

In the direction where the unknown disappeared, a straight and wide gray avenue spread from the Aile Church 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:

Whatever you want, but do you dare to resign?

I don't dare. The Kaidan mercenary cried sadly.

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

Then do your best. As long as you are a good bodyguard, you will never see such a scene again.

When heading to Stone City from Ailee Church, you have to pass a checkpoint guarded by soldiers, then enter a narrow passage between cliffs and pass through Storm Hill.

When Greg led his army in triumph, these soldiers also saw it and were proud of it.

They also received the news of the return of the late King Godfrey, and saw that Godrick had become so powerful. Everyone was sighing that Lord Godrick had finally grown up, and looked forward to Godfrey returning to the throne and calling them back to the foot of the golden tree. one day.

In front of the level, there is a spear with the head of a Kaidan mercenary on it. It serves as proof that Grek has won the battle and promotes the majesty of gold.

In front of the checkpoint, the soldiers discussed the battles they had never seen before, thinking about the heroic appearance of the previous kings in battle, and talking about the growth of their lord.

A soldier pointed at the front of the level:

what is that?

The soldiers looked a little uncertain:

It looks like a butterfly?

But soon their doubts disappeared - because there was no doubt anymore.

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

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

Soldiers, knights, mountain demons, and horses were all reduced to ashes. Golden light converged on Wuming. The wings on his back continued to grow in size, further 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 path, magma surged, and the mountain streams boiled.

At the gate of Shidong City,

Greg held a bunch of human heads in his hand and hung them at the city gate.

He looked up at the prize and did not yell again this time. Only he knew the surge in his heart.

When Godfrey denied him, God wanted to die on the spot.

But he broke through and was not limited 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 power filling his body, Greg understood that he had escaped from the shadow of his ancestors.

He no longer regarded his ancestors as support, but found a more reliable support, and understood the truth of the world - power is the reason for being king.

He can finally live independently in this world.

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

His big rune is his most important support.

Greg clenched his arms tightly, feeling his own powerful strength, silently savoring the kingly demeanor he was gradually beginning to possess, and felt sincerely happy for his own growth.

Until the firelight reflected his felt cloak red.

Greg turned back, and then the king's demeanor was shattered.