The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 169 The aftermath of the past
When Greg ran out of the meat ball, he realized that something was wrong.

The power of blessing is going away from him.

The golden blessing that had given him the power to connect his limbs was also dissipating.

A familiar word appeared in his mind at that time.

fade.

Greg, who had longed for Ge Fulei all his life, also welcomed Ge Fulei's end.Unfortunately, he does not have the merits of Ge Fulei.

Like feeling blood flowing from his body, Gregor could feel the loss of power every moment.

How much he was obsessed with the power brought by the limb graft, and how terrified he was when he lost it.

Urged on by this panic, Gregor recalled his dream again—to return to the foot of the Golden Tree.

Gregor knew that when the color faded completely and the limbs were completely broken, his hope of returning to the foot of the golden tree would be even more remote.

He escaped from Stonewell overnight, abandoned the throne, abandoned his subordinates, and was alone, wearing stars and moons, desperately wanting to go to the Asian altar.

He fell in Platinum Village - a place far away from the golden tree, and he couldn't even see the shadow of the golden tree.

Greg was saved by the Son of Platinum, the first sinner rescued by Platinum Village.

The abuse that Gregor had expected did not occur, nor did he encounter supercilious looks - the Son of Platinum was too humble, he had never even seen a limb graft, and he was not qualified to despise a faded person.

At that time, Grek had only three limbs left, and the Platinum Sons sympathized with the handicapped who had the same fate as them, and took good care of him.

In return for this care, Gregor offered to save the Platinum Son with a limb graft.

The Son of Platinum immediately agreed, and they welcomed all experiments and respectfully called him the Elder.

No matter how powerful the limbs are, no matter how despised the faded, Grek has not gained people's respect.But after he became a faded person, he gained respect.

For the first time, Greg realized that his longing for the golden tree was not because of blessings, but the happy childhood life represented by the golden tree.

However, the obsession for a long time is not so easy to disappear. He is ashamed to see the light of the golden tree again, and shut himself in the wooden house, but still hopes to return to the foot of the golden tree on the way to the holy tree with Platinum Village. Contradictions and entanglements.

In particular, he didn't want to go back to Stone City with Millicent, so when Millicent proposed to go to Stone City, he always expressed his opposition.

But this time, Obsession gave way to Baijin Village.

The madness and paranoia that once filled the brain seemed to have faded along with it.

Greg still went to Stonewell with Elpas and others, and returned to the place where all his shame was buried.

His increasingly weak body made him clear that he had no chance to return to the foot of the golden tree.Not only his shame is buried here, but his bones will also be buried here.

However, he who had completely lost hope did not despair, he concentrated all his energy on the graft of the Platinum Son.And when Stonewell fell into the crisis of destroying the city, Greg realized that his last chance for redemption had come.

The Son of Platinum redeemed him, this time it was his turn to redeem the Son of Platinum, and it was the only time in his life that he saved others instead of destroying others.

A lifetime of grafting limbs, reign of terror, harvested countless contempt and fear.At the last moment of his life, he showed his demigod style for the first time, in the posture of a human stick without limbs.

……

In the haze, Greg seemed to see an angel spreading its wings in front of his eyes, flying towards him against the light.

"Ancestor, have you witnessed it..." Greco murmured.

"Didn't witness it, hurry up and get out." The angel replied.

Then a sharp pain hit his face.

Greg regained consciousness, and found that behind the angel was not wings, but a slap that was almost dancing, greeting him on the face.

nameless!

Seeing this figure, Greg subconsciously shuddered.

It's like even if he had looked away, seeing Millicent's flurry of waterfowls still reminded him of that terrifying woman, he was so frightened for a while.Greg, who looked away, saw Wuming, but subconsciously his limbs became weak with fright.

Oh, the limbs are gone, probably a phantom limb illusion.

"Greek!" Wuming yelled, "Do you know that you have committed a crime! You have committed a serious crime! It's time for liquidation!"

Greg's faded eyes were sad:

"I plead guilty. If you want to punish me, do it as soon as possible, otherwise I may die before your punishment. I know that I committed a serious crime of limb grafting, which is irreparable—"

"Who told you that the limbs have been grafted?" Seeing that Greg still hadn't fully realized his mistake, Wuming twisted his ear, "Ruen, my rune!"

"Ah?" Greg didn't react, he only felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring, and he probably couldn't hold it anymore.

But before the consciousness drifted far, Wuming took out a few pieces of runes, stuffed them into his mouth, and took out a severed limb, and poked it into one of his limbs.

Greg woke up suddenly.

After handing Lun to Greg, Wuming yelled even louder:
"My Rune!"

Nameless threw Gregor aside:
"Twenty percent of Ningmgfu's tax, how many runes? Do you know you!"

"13 rune." Greck said, "I only collect limbs in taxes."

Wuming was stunned: "Do you think you are very humorous?"

Gregor whispered, "Honestly..."

"Anyway, the losses you have caused me are no longer measurable." Wuming didn't want to look at Greg, "The economic losses are immeasurable, you have committed a great crime! You have to atone for it!"

"How to atone for sin?" Gregor was at a loss.

Nameless looked at Greg with disgust:
"Look at you, you don't have anything you want, you don't even have an arm or a leg, apart from your demigod status, the golden blood passed on to you by Malika Godfrey, and a big rune, what else do you have? What else do you have?"

"There is nothing left." Gregor admitted honestly.

"Well, you'll be responsible for those outside first." Wuming said impatiently, "It's the first step in your redemption."

Wumingzui glanced in one direction.

Greg looked curiously at the direction where Wuming curled his lips, but Naihe was lying on the ground and couldn't see it.

Two puppet puppets came to Greg, lifted him up, and put him on a high place, so that he could see clearly.

Outside the city walls, the smoke of war has just cleared.

On the battlefield, groans and screams can be heard endlessly.

No matter how overwhelming the advantage is, there will be no casualties, not to mention that this war is quite tragic.

Whether it is the coalition forces or the soldiers of Stone City, there are quite a few wounded.

"There are a lot of disabled people." Wuming said, "Don't you know how to connect limbs? It's time for you to show your performance. First save these laborers for me."

"So that's the case." Greco smiled inexplicably, "Okay."

"I'll assign these two puppets to you. Don't worry, they're very safe. I'll give you the means of transportation. Hurry up, connect their limbs, and remake them well." Wuming said, "Reform well and be a new person. !"

After Wuming finished speaking, he walked down the city wall and walked away.

Nefeli is in the city, directing the people in the city to clean up the mess.

Wuming discovered that fierce battles seemed to have taken place in the city, and some wreckage did not look like they were made by trebuchets.There are many signs that seem to have been bombarded by magic, and the remaining power is quite complicated.

"What's wrong?" Wuming asked Nefeli.

"There is a lord who is more of a chicken thief. While no one is paying attention, he led a group of people to run into the city from your underground tunnel." Nefeli said.

"There is such a thing?" Wuming didn't expect it, "Did the city suffer heavy casualties? After all, there is no defense force."

Nefeli shook her head: "They were blocked near the entrance of the tunnel, and they were all wiped out."

"Awesome, you actually have a backhand." Wuming was surprised, "You still hide this kind of power?"

Nefeli's expression was a bit complicated:
"It's not me. Judging from the traces at the scene... it looks a bit like my adoptive father's handwriting."

"Baizhi? He came here?" Wuming was even more surprised.

"I don't know," Nefeli said, "except for him, I can't imagine anyone else who could leave such battle marks."

"Why is he here?" Wuming asked.

"I don't know." Nefeli said, "I couldn't get in touch with my adoptive father before, but now that I think about it, he should have left the study and came here in person."

"To help you?" Wuming guessed.

"Not like that," Nefeli said. "Not to help me."

Nameless said: "By the way, when it comes to your father, most of the commotion in the city before was caused by Servis, it really wasn't your father."

"I already know that those puppets were not created by the adoptive father." Nefeli said, "But I am afraid that the adoptive father cannot escape the responsibility. There is only one explanation for the identification of the son of Platinum and the various strange behaviors of the adoptive father before."

Wuming observed Neferi's expression and found that her expression was very calm: "It seems that you are not afraid that your adoptive father is a ghost?"

Nefeli said: "Father used to be my light—the only light. I was his warrior, and only a warrior. But now I am the king of Ningmgfu, and there are too many people on my shoulders. No time for self-pity."

"Ah!" Nefeli slapped her palm, "I understand, the foster father came here to find out the truth."

"Find out the truth?"

Nefeli nodded: "With the wisdom of the adoptive father, he must have guessed that besides him, there are people in Stone City who are secretly playing tricks. The foster father's desire for 'knowledge' is more than anything else. He must have realized that he can't get anything from me. I couldn't find more information, so I came to check it out for myself."

"That old boy is quite studious." Wuming murmured.

Hyde ran over and handed Nefeli a scroll:
"King, the loss statistics in the city are up to you."

Nefeli took the scroll and began to read it carefully.

Seeing Wuming standing aside, Hyde happily patted Wuming on the shoulder: "This crisis in the city is thanks to you. Although you are a businessman, you are still a faded person, but Stonewell will always remember this credit."

"Where, where, I do business in Ningmgfu, share the worries of the king, I should, and I won't bother you big people with special rewards-rewards-me!" Wuming said "politely".

"Then how?" Hyde did not agree.

Wuming frowned, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"We have to honor you!" Hyde continued, "You can at least be made a knight! The status of a Stonewell knight is much higher than that of a businessman!"

The corner of Wuming's mouth that was raised just now was pulled down:

"That's it? There's no... preferential policies?"

"This is a great honor! It's much more important than benefits!" Hyde looked proud, "This is hereditary. With this, your family can gradually enter the world of nobility!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Nefeli turned her attention from the scroll to the nameless side, and tapped Hyde on the head.

"King?" Hyde said, "You won't give him an honor, will you? This is not appropriate, but he has made great contributions..."

"He doesn't need a title." Nefeli looked at Wuming and smiled, "Don't worry, tax——I won't give it to you, but in the future, if you do business with me, I won't collect tax from you. If you have any business in the future, you will be free. Take care of you first. If you need anything in business, just ask."

"Look, this is the king." Wuming was happy, "Hyde, learn a little bit."

Nefeli restrained her smile, and said with a solemn expression: "If there is a need for me in battle, I am also obliged. Whether you want to be the king of Elden - like my adoptive father, or want to be a merchant, as long as If you are willing, I am willing to turn into one of your wings, blowing a storm for you, and sending you a smooth journey."

"King?" Hyde was a little dumbfounded, "You have to... pay attention to your status, and don't talk too much about your status."

"I'm a king, but I'm also a warrior." Nefeli said indifferently.

She figured it out, it was because she was too constrained by the identity of the king before, or what Hyde said, the orthodox king should look like.Always indecisive, always forgetting his identity as a soldier.

Nefeli smiled at Wuming: "As long as you need, I will be your soldier and fight for you."

"Really? That [-]% tax..." Wuming immediately pushed his nose to his face.

"No." Nefeli made a face at Wuming, "I'm still the king."

"Choose your identity flexibly, right?" Wuming didn't hesitate, "Well, anyway, you must collect taxes for the purpose of development, and it will benefit me if I develop well."

"I'd better send me a safe journey." Nefeli handed Wuming something.

Wuming took it, it was a half-sided talisman.

"The Talisman of the Dikdas Elevator, Hyde promised you the bet back then." Nefeli said, "Based on the time when I entered Stonewell, you lost, but today I have gained a firm foothold, and you won - This talisman is yours."

"Now we can finally drive the caravan to Yatan." Wuming sighed, "But it's a pity that I can't leave immediately, I still have something to do in the city."

"What's the matter?" Nefeli asked curiously.

"You arrested those people before, you locked them up, right?" Wuming asked.

"Yes, they are locked in the dungeon. They don't even know about the battle outside the city." Nefeli said, "What do you want them to do?"

"Do an experiment, in order to—" Wuming was talking, looking behind Nefeli.

A blue puppet wearing a white peaked hat and a cloak slowly approached, like a ghost.

"Yo, half-god is here." Wuming greeted the puppet.

Lani finally woke up.

"Puppet?" Nefeli was a little wary.

She had just chopped up a bunch of puppets a while ago, and now she was a little vigilant when she saw the puppets with strange movements.

Wuming said: "It's a doll, but it's not an ordinary doll. Let me introduce you, Lani, the princess of the Kalia royal family, a demigod."

"Demigod." Nefeli held out her hand in awe.

Lani casually stretched out a hand to shake hands with Neferi.

Then he turned his attention to Wuming:
"Are you still not well? Didn't you say you want to treat my mother?"

"Hurry up, don't tell me you just finished the battle, and you're busy." Wuming said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask King Neferi."

"What he said is true." Neferi, who had sworn to be Wuming's Wing, immediately began to give Lani a pillow, helping Wuming cover, quite a brotherly loyalty.

Nefeli said: "Recently, we are fighting again, and we have to adjust the contradiction between gold and platinum, and we have to find ghosts, which is very troublesome."

Wuming nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, she suspected that I was a ghost before."

"Yes, yes, I did suspect it. I checked him for a long time, and he couldn't get away." Nefeli opened his eyes and said nonsense, "After all, he is involved in all kinds of things... .”

Lani glanced at Neferi and said to Wuming, "Okay, hurry up."

"Go slowly, I'm going to complete the task right now." Wuming nodded and bowed, and sent the short, tempered demigod away in a good voice.

Nefeli also looked like a king when facing the demigod. She imitated the etiquette given to her by Hyde and bowed to Lani.

And Kenneth Hyde...

He took out his dagger and stabbed Lani.

"Hyde?!" Nefeli was shocked.

(End of this chapter)