Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Chapter 64 Shattering Tragic Light and Darkness (Part 1)

Wuming entered the crystal tunnel and found that no one else was there except for a few corrupt family members, and felt a little relieved.

It seems that there is something wrong with the center.

That boy Fan Lei actually sells defective products, we can't let him go - either the Blood Dynasty's technology is too bad. Wuming gritted his teeth, pointed the finger at the Blood Dynasty, and rode the Falling Star Beast towards Nimgefu. .

Returning to Nimgefu, Wuming passed through the fog forest in Hyde territory.

There is a second shelter set up by Patch, and the teleportation point is in the Mongliu Cave.

There was also no one in the foggy forest, and there were no signs of fighting.

Both shelters are empty, so the church should still be safe.

But while Wuming was on his way, a faint worry still lingered in his heart.

There is no one in the shelter. It may be because the church is fine, or it may be that no one has escaped.

Wuming abandoned this disturbing suspicion.

He felt that Suzu Hunter was not that powerful yet.

Wuming was planning the Suzu Hunter's moves.

Although it can attack with a sword and has amazing strength, the size of the big sword is limited after all, and the range it can attack is also limited.

As long as people in the church are running away, the bell hunters will still miss a lot of people.

Wuming put aside his distracting thoughts and cast another lightening magic on himself and the Falling Star Beast, allowing the Falling Star Beast to run faster.

Entering Yakir Lake, the church is approaching, and you can already smell the smell of fish mixed with light fragrance, the intertwining smell of death and life.

That is the Blood Pond Garden where blood roses are planted.

Wuming felt this familiar atmosphere and felt slightly relieved.

But when he climbed up the cliff of Yakir Lake, Wuming didn't see the roof of Airei Church, nor the circular sign.

Wuming was dumbfounded: Where is my roof?

He jumped off the Falling Star Beast and ran towards the church.

After running for only two steps, Wuming's steps became slower and slower.

He has seen why the center failed.

The roof of Airei Church has disappeared, three of the four pillars have collapsed, the surrounding weeds have been burned away, and the scene inside the church is clearly visible amid the white ash.

The church, which used to be bustling and bustling, was quiet, almost dead.

The ashes and the bloody smell of the blood pool could not cover up the blood in the Ailei Church. The remains of hybrids and immortals were scattered on the ground. The blood had dried up, and maggots wormed their way in and out of the intestines on the ground.

Wuming seemed to see the Red Lion City and Moren City again - corpses and charcoal everywhere.

He wandered among the ashes, identifying the bodies.

Caleb was cut into pieces along with his donkey and laid out on the ground in the shape of a trident.

Haida fell in a pool of blood, with a large hybrid hatchet stuck beside her.

But she was not killed by the hybrids. The demihuman tailor Burke and several hybrids formed a circle around Haida with their backs facing each other, and they were all killed in the battle.

The immortals all over the ground have turned into coke and melted into a ball, but they are not dead yet, and are squirming silently at an imperceptible extent.

The heads of several Kaidan mercenaries were cut off, and their horses were also beheaded and inserted into the mercenaries' necks.

On the only pillar of the church, a spear pierced Se Lian's chest and nailed her to the pillar.

Everything seems to have been damaged, and the only thing that is still intact is a circle of protective barriers, and Topps, who is huddled in the protective barriers and stares blankly at all times.

What happened? Wuming asked Tops.

Tops seemed to be petrified, like the red-robed nobleman he met in Storm Dune before. His lips were trembling, but he was speechless for a moment.

It's Greg. Se Lian spoke.

Wuming looked over and found that Se Lian on the pillar was not dead, so he raised his head and looked at him.

Wuming stepped forward, pulled out the spear, and put down Se Lian.

How are you? Wuming supported Se Lian.

Se Lian shook his head: I'm fine, this is just a projection. But others...

She didn't need to say any more, the scene in front of her spoke for itself.

Grek? Wuming said calmly, How did he do it?

Se Lian nodded: It should be Greg. After all, the man shouted his name while attacking. But I didn't see clearly how he did it. I happened to be in the sea of ​​​​fire, and the surroundings were too chaotic. My perception ability It was affected.”

Se Lian was able to save his life because of his soul body, but because he was a soul body, his perception ability was limited.

Why the hell did you come back?

A curse sounded, and the soil on the ground was turned up. Patch came out of the ground covered with a blanket, shaking off the soil and ashes on his body, Let me tell you.

Patch couldn't stop cursing while describing what happened.

Greg got a few dragon heads from somewhere, attached them to dragon wings, and fell from the sky. Four or five dragon heads sprayed fire at the same time, directly burning through the dome of Airei Church.

The church was in flames, and many unsuspecting people were burned to death on the spot. Half of the Kaidan mercenaries rushed to fight with Greg, and the other half ran away when they saw their old employer.

But those who escaped had no way to go. Everything around them was set on fire. Only those who took the direction of Lake Yakil had a chance to escape.

What followed was a massacre.

With Greg as a demigod, no one in the church can resist him.

Although the Kaidan mercenaries are elite soldiers, they are still far inferior to the five dragon heads.

Se Lian's body was sealed and could not exert much strength, so he could only be nailed to the wall.

There were not many faded people who stayed in the church at night, and they were all defeated and captured alive.

It was Gale who put up the greatest resistance, so he also suffered the most ferocious revenge and was torn apart.

Not long after, Grek's soldiers also came over to clean up the mess.

When the war was over, the dead Grek soldiers were taken away to the tree, the faded ones were taken away as sacrifices for the limb grafting ceremony, and the useless hybrid corpses and immortals were left in place.

I came from Yakil Lake and saw no survivors. Wuming said.

Grek not only has dragon flames. Tops spoke. After seeing several living people, he gradually came back to his senses. He has a huge lobster head attached to his right hand, which can shoot water arrows. It is very powerful. Strong, some of the people who escaped were killed by that force.

Some? Wuming noticed Topps' choice of words.

There are other people active on the hunting night. Tops' eyes were distracted. I can't see his figure clearly, but every time the other party appears, he will take a life. No one escapes. Miss Haida was also killed. That person killed him.

Wuming looked at Haida lying in a pool of blood against the wall:

She's right next to you.

I know, but I just can't see his figure clearly. I can only see a figure flashing past, and then I can't find it anymore. Tops covered his bald head, his pupils shrank, I stayed alone in the protection In the barrier, I saw everyone being attacked. Dragon flames, magic breath, thorns, bloody blades... I am the only one hiding safely in this protective shield... If my theory can be completed early...

Wuming let out a long sigh, looked at Se Lian and smiled bitterly:

Look, the bird's-eye view mirror is really important.

Patch touched the ashes on his bald head and looked at the bleak scene of Airei Church with disgrace:

Although this scene was common before, it is really disgusting when it appears here. The business can no longer be run, what are you going to do?

Wuming didn't answer and walked to Caleb's side silently.

He used to blacksmith here and often talked with Caleb.

Now Caleb was quartered with his donkey, the anvil and the furnace were overturned, and the hammer of forged iron fell among the extinguished and cold ashes of the furnace.

Wuming leaned down, picked up the hammer, and held it in his hand. The handle of the hammer was twisted.

Wuming stood in the center of Airei Church, looking at the hybrids and immortals who had lost their lives.

Some virtual images loomed out of the wind.

Those were the warm scenes that once took place in Airei Church.

Burke sat in Haida's arms and measured her clothes.

The immortals lined up, each one smiling with anticipation and happiness, waiting for transformation.

The hybrids gathered around the fire and ate the food that Wuming had carefully grilled.

The faded ones took a short break and bargained with Caleb together.

Light lit up in Wuming's palm, and these fleeting lights flashed in the Ailei Church with Wuming's light magic.

Under the light and shadow, the expression behind Wuming's protective face was unclear.

How long ago did this happen? Wuming asked softly.

It's been three or four days, Patch said.

Wuming thought about the time: I left not long ago.

Patch shook his head: Don't blame yourself. It may not be that they came not long after you left, but they came after you left. The timing is so coincidental, it's like knowing in advance.

The virtual images of Airei Church are still flashing, lifelike in the light and shadow, attracting unknown eyes, and they have not left for a long time.

Don't be too sad. Patch said, You don't look right. You must have experienced this kind of thing a lot, but don't get too carried away...

Seeing Wuming's depressed state, Patch was also a little worried and scared.

Worrying about Wuming's mental state, fearing that Wuming would be so angry that he could not control himself and beat up the survivors present.

Wuming smiled:

Indeed, I have experienced a lot.

He stretched out his hand and touched the virtual images:

The so-called strong person is someone who can avoid tragedy and make the world a better place. Do you think I am a strong person?

Don't blame yourself too much. There's nothing you can do about it. Patch comforted Wuming.

What are you talking about? Wuming glanced at Patch, Of course I am the strong one.

He looked at the hammer in his hand and rotated the hammer handle:

The blacksmith has been absent from work for so many days. Some things need to be repaired.

Golden light particles dispersed from Wuming's body, forming a mist that enveloped the Ailei Church, like a holy paradise.

I'm very good at light magic. Wuming raised the hammer high and smashed it towards the ground.

This hammer shook the heaven and the earth, as if time and space were frozen by it.

But Patch and others soon realized that this was just an illusion, because the mist, light particles, and virtual images in Airei's church no longer moved.

All the virtual images are frozen in place, just like the old time sealed in amber.

Do you know what the secret of light magic is? Wuming stood up and struck again.

The gold fragments were impacted and scattered in all directions with the nameless center, but soon an invisible force caught them and shrank inward. All the light was restrained, forming a black vortex.

Wuming raised the hammer again and hit the black whirlpool:

Light is time.

The black vortex exploded, and the light escaped from it. Also escaping from the vortex were the lifelike virtual images.

Perhaps a little too lifelike.

When the golden mist completely dissipated, the virtual image also faded away, and he stood in the Ai Lei Church again.

The amber shattered, the frozen time began to flow, and the Ailei Church became noisy.

The hybrids were still eating meat, the Immortals were lining up to wait for Haida's visit, the Faded were bargaining with Galle, and Kaidan mercenaries were patrolling the perimeter.

Everyone was frightened at the same time, and they looked up at the sky with surprise on their faces.

Why did the sky suddenly light up? They wondered, noisy and noisy.

The Ailei Church stands here, as if it has never experienced cruelty and darkness.

Don't worry, friends. Wuming threw the hammer aside, raised his arms and shouted, It doesn't matter what time, today is a day off!

Everyone cheered, only Patch and the two magicians were still looking at Wuming in shock.

Wuming raised his arms and shouted, and the light shone slantly between Wuming's arms. Looking back against the light, there was only a blurry figure.

Patch looked at the blurry back, pressed his forehead and temples, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably:

I see... 'repair' means 'repair'. I asked you why you thought of becoming a blacksmith.

Ever since Wuming worked as a blacksmith in Airei Church, he had to rely on hammering to repair weapons and equipment, which made him forget that the secret technique of repairing equipment in the past was to reverse time.

It's just that the secret technique is usually only used between sharp blades to reverse the time of a battle, but Wuming uses the entire church as a forging to reverse the time for several days.

I knew you were powerful, but I didn't expect you to be so perverted. So this is your trump card. When I asked you why you weren't in a hurry, I thought you were mad at me. Patch laughed heartily, Then there is nothing to be afraid of. This No longer invincible!”

Patch was interrupted by a loud intake of breath.

Patch was startled.

There was a sharp inhalation sound from Wuming's chest, but the sound was too harsh, almost scarier than the storm.

The cheering people suddenly fell silent.

Everyone felt a cold wind blowing through their souls, trying to blow their souls to the same place.

The direction of the unknown.

Hungry... Wuming muttered in a low voice, touching his belly, I'm so hungry...

The originally lively and cheerful Ai Lei Church suddenly fell into a dead silence, and everyone began to tremble.

A literal trembling of the soul began to occur in the hearts of everyone present.

Se Lian's body almost disappeared in an instant.

Patch was so horrified that the originally full and bright eyes behind the Wuming mask were almost dry, full of longing, just like...

Like a living corpse.

Patch felt his scalp numb, and he had to move away from Wuming.

But Wuming raised his head and stared at Patch with his blood-red eyes. Patch immediately stopped.

Patch forced back a smile.

Where are the runes you earned? Wuming said, his voice hoarse.

Patch quickly took out his money bag and threw it to Wuming:

I only have a few hundred thousand...

Before Patch finished speaking, the money bag spread out, and the runes inside turned into golden light and were sucked in from the gaps in the nameless armor.

Not enough. Wuming hissed, Far from enough...

That's all I have. Patch said as he moved away from Wuming, Everything else has been paid, so you go find them...

Wuming didn't look at Patch anymore, breathing heavily, and hot air flowed out of his face shield, turning into a vortex.

He stared north, in the direction of Stonewell:

Need... Big Rune.