The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 124 Definition of Sin
Millicent's teacher was rather impatient at the moment.

"I let you go because of Roger's face. Why don't you appreciate it and still pester me?"

In front of Wuming, D held a big sword intertwined with gold and silver, and stood in front of Wuming.

Nameless pointed to D: "I'm telling you that I'm full, otherwise I will definitely turn you into a dead person, you guy who is so full that you can't take off my wheels."

D was not swayed by the words of the unknown threat, he said in a deep voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who?" Wuming said, "Why are you asking this?"

D said, "I heard that you destroyed the Deadborn."

"They blocked my way, of course I want to destroy." Nameless said, "Do you have a problem?"

"I heard that you cast the spell, it seems that you are a golden rule fundamentalist, so why do you use the Deadborn as your wheel?" D said.

"What does it have to do with you?" Wuming said, "It has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Whoever protects the dead, you are the enemy, and those who follow the golden law of fundamentalism, you are the comrade." D's big sword pointed directly at Wuming, "Only by clarifying can you know whether you are guilty, and where should my sword point."

Nameless showed a deep smile:

"Whether I am guilty or not, you can say nothing. I advise you not to be so fanatical. Do you know where the last one who pointed a weapon at me is now?"

"You don't want to answer, can I understand that you are the enemy?" D put on a posture.

"Rogel went to help me find business." Wuming said, "I think he cares about you quite a bit. I don't want to wait for him to come back and see you hang up. So can you take it easy?"

"Rogel?" D heard this name, and became more and more annoyed, "Don't mention this name, that sad man actually sympathizes with the dead!"

"What's wrong with the dead? Those who can work for me are good employees." Wuming said, "The life of the dead is also life."

Nameless looked at D's strange armor:
"Is it true that people like you who wear weird golden armor are fanatics? As for you."

"Crazy?" D sneered, "It seems that you don't know that the fundamentalists of the golden law are the most intelligent researchers. Our intelligence is not inferior to the pedants of the Magic Academy. The dead should not exist in the world, This is the conclusion we have come to through wisdom, and it is the result of careful consideration."

"You don't look like you've thought it through," Wuming said.

"King Radagon is the most intelligent fundamentalist, mastering the basic principles of the Golden Law. He believes that the dead should not exist in the world, so there must be nothing wrong." D said quietly without thinking , "There is no doubt that life born from death committed a felony, they violated the golden law."

"Scholar? It's really scary for a scholar to go crazy." Wuming shook his head, "Okay, you should leave now."

"You haven't identified yourself yet," D said.

"Think with your two clever little brains." Wuming pointed to the head on the chest of the D armor, "Can you beat me? You have to shoot. You really want to hunt the dead, and you are willing to convict the dead, Just go hunting, you can still kill a few more. If you meet me, you will have no chance to hunt the deadborn. You should think about the pros and cons of this, scholar."

"I have already sworn to die for it. I am a warrior of the Golden Law." D raised his sword, "You have always avoided my questions. It seems that you are indeed an enemy. It is just that you have stolen the knowledge of fundamentalism from nowhere. .But even if it is stolen, after all, it is only learned a little bit."

D stopped talking, swung his big sword and slashed towards Wuming.

Wuming didn't fight back either, just holding up his shield and dodging D's big sword.

Wuming dodged D's big sword sideways, and chatted leisurely:

"You said you are so fanatical, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"I have fallen to the bottom, and the golden law saved me." D said.

His fearless horizontal slash was blocked by a nameless shield.

Wuming looked at D's attack, it was very ferocious, so ferocious that it lacked a bit of method and exposed several weaknesses.

"Death fighting style." Wuming said, "This kind of style of fighting, you are not begging to be beaten to death by me, are you?"

He knocked D down with a knee and an elbow:

"Don't play hard with me, I'm too familiar with this set."

D crawled on the ground and coughed violently a few times.

Then he raised his head sharply and raised his hand.

Wuming subconsciously thought there was some hidden weapon, and raised the shield along the direction of D's arm to block it.

But the hidden weapon did not appear, the attack did not come from mid-air, but from the ground.

The ground was torn apart, and several claw marks appeared along the torn ground, slashing towards Wuming.

Wuming dodged, but his calf was still scratched by the claw marks, the leg armor was cut, and blood spattered.

"Pray?" Wuming looked at D's hand.

Sure enough, D held a holy seal in his hand. Unlike the common two-finger holy seal, it was an oval-shaped holy seal.

The D who took out the holy mark was like a ferocious beast, flexibly surrounding Wuming, with sharp stone flakes scattered from his hands, constantly cutting Wuming's body.

"It's so annoying." Nameless said, "You are the only one who knows how to pray?"

A lavender halo covered Wuming's body.

Just as the aperture was on, a few more gravels hit the nameless armor.

"I can't beat you anymore." Wuming reminded him.

"Pretending to be a ghost." D didn't stop, raised his animal claws, tore the ground apart, and then the gravel followed, bombarding Wuming uninterruptedly.

The temporarily unknown figure is somewhat difficult to recognize.

This feels strange to D.

Wuming's movement skills are very good, even if he adds all kinds of small attacks of prayer, it is still difficult to break through the iron wall defense composed of his movement skills and shield.

But why did he bear all the attacks now?

Just as this thought flashed through D's mind, the nameless figure disappeared.

It was replaced by a fierce light.

The light exploded, rewinding all his attacks, all imprinted on his body, and blasting him away.

The power is so great that it directly makes him lose his strength and loses the strength to fight again.

Wuming walked up to him and said:

"Look at what I said? It must be retribution."

D supported his body with difficulty, and looked at Wuming in disbelief.

"How is it possible...the principle of causality..."

He had thought that Nameless had just gotten the skin of the fundamentalism of the Golden Law out of nowhere.

But the power displayed by Wuming is clearly the conceptual power that forms the foundation of the Golden Law.

This guy who protects the dead is actually a more senior golden law fundamentalist than himself?
With deep doubt and incomprehension, D finally passed out.

The Kaidan mercenary looked at D who fainted:

"Boss, how to deal with it?"

"Throw it away." Wuming waved his hand.

Wuming handed D over to the mercenaries. Thinking of D's remarks, he pondered for a long time:

"sinner……"

He seemed to have thought of something, and turned around to greet the Kaidan mercenaries:
"Bring him back, I have something to ask him."

On the side of the Kaidan mercenaries, D is half buried in the ground.

The mercenaries buried D in the soil, leaving only a head, and a small mound of soil was erected under his crotch.

Since there was a human head on D's chest, which was very obstructive, the mercenaries didn't dig the hole deeper, but piled up another bag of earth to cover the human head on his chest.

In order to be neat and beautiful, a soil bag is also piled up on the other side of the chest.

Wuming rushed over, glanced at the three raised bumps on the third point D, and ignored them.

He squatted in front of D's exposed head, waving his iron gauntlet and making a bang bang, and slapped D's golden helmet:
"Wake up the warrior, I want to ask you something."

(End of this chapter)