The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 200 Where is the world with you
Perfumers have been battling this chronic disease ever since the phenomenon of ominous taint appeared.

During the hardships and sufferings, countless eloquent and tearful struggle histories can be written.

They use all kinds of methods to solve the pollution, and exhaust all their life's knowledge, but they still get nothing.

In the face of the defilement of the omen, the revered herbalists in the royal city suffered a crushing defeat.

Whether it is out of honor, status, prestige, or pure kindness and concern, they can only bite the bullet and stick to it when facing the Son of Ominous Omen.

To completely eradicate the evil omen, that is the oath they made, a promise they made to the residents of the royal city.

And this kind of forced treatment, not only for patients, but also for doctors began to become more and more distorted.

So some perfumers began hunting ominous omens, seeking physical elimination.

The Omen Hunter was born from this.

They wear ugly old man masks with long horns, replace their true feelings with happy and wretched smiles on the masks, drink fragrant medicine, destroy their hearts, turn them into ruthless killing machines, and get rid of all defilements.

"It is said to be so."

While running, Ami told Wuming the story of the bad omen and the perfumer.

"Aren't we a bad omen?" Wuming ran with all his strength, "Why chase us down?"

Behind the crowd, an omen hunter with an ominous smiling face mask was holding a special-shaped hatchet with both hands, chasing behind the crowd, jumping up, slashing down with both knives, jumping up, slashing down with both knives.

Repeatedly like this, every time he gets close to the crowd, Omen Hunter will jump high, jump and chop Wuming and the others.

It's a pity that Wuming and the others were still running when they jumped up, and every time they narrowly escaped the slashing of the large hatchet that was densely covered with ominous horns, only to hear the sound of whimpering and wailing exploded from the back of the head, stirring up the hairs all over.

Wuming and his party followed the map, returned to the abandoned coffin and headed north. They didn't go far and saw the perfumer's hiding place that the omens said.

But what Wuming didn't expect was that this place had already turned into ruins.In addition to a few perfumers, the man-eating Miranda Flower, and ominous hunters, they came here with a hatchet.

Wuming said that they came to establish a good relationship with the perfumer, and they could not act rashly, they could only run first and find a chance to explain clearly.

But after running, they didn't stop. The crowd circled a large lake continuously, and the shimmering light reflected their running figures on the lake on the shore.

"Why does this person love jumping and chopping so much?" Wuming said, "If he can't hit, he will jump and chop. He has an addiction or something."

"It's a little silly." Patch guessed, "I've hit it long ago without jumping. The corrupt perfumer will use spices and medicines to transform the body and nerves. While making himself stronger, it will also affect the brain."

"So we're being chased by fools now?" said Tragos.

Everyone fell silent suddenly.

Wuming took the lead and glared at Ami:

"You are so proud, can you bear being chased and killed by a masked man? Why don't you turn around and kill him?"

"I'm a weak woman, how can I kill him?" Amei glared at him angrily, growling loudly, even overpowering the whimpering sound of the hatchet piercing the air behind her.

Amei looked at the golden people who had been silent all along, running silently with everyone: "Golden people, bad omen? Don't let him do this?"

"Your hero didn't move." The Golden People said calmly, throwing the pot out with one sentence.

When Telagos heard this, he was about to turn around the omen hunter.

As soon as he turned around, the big hatchet came over.

The hatchet was powerful and heavy, and it actually flew the big horn directly.

Before he could fly far, Patch dragged him to the ground by the end of the big goat's horns on his back.

"Why are you going to join in the fun, your body has just recovered." Patch said.

"As expected, Yatan is as expert as a cloud..." Telagos coughed.

Patch turned to stare at Wuming: "Why don't you go? Are you afraid of him?"

"We need to build a good relationship." Wuming said.

"You still have a good relationship after all this?" Patch said, "Are you a peace-loving idiot? Don't do this!"

Nameless said with a bitter face: "Well, I'm actually a little scared."

"Afraid?" Patch was stunned, almost forgot to run away, and was cut by the hatchet behind him.

Wuming nodded: "I'm afraid, I saw his jumping momentum, and I felt guilty, and I didn't want to face it."

"How?" Patch couldn't believe it. "Why are you afraid of a perfumer?"

"I don't care, I don't want to face that guy who is jumping and chopping with two hatchets." Wuming said no matter what he refused to turn back, "I have a psychological shadow, if I don't fight—run as long as you can."

"Businessman, heh." A Mei saw the nameless criminal, and she still had time to laugh and mock him.

But Amei soon realized that the two heroes she had placed high hopes on were useless, and she suddenly became disappointed.

"My hero, where is my king—" Amelia sighed with a long voice.

The ominous hunter jumped and slashed again, spreading his wings like a roc in the air, casting shadows over everyone.

But a cold light burst out, piercing the shadows and illuminating the sky in Amei's eyes.

Someone rushed into the body of the Omen Hunter in mid-air with lightning speed, pierced him, and then knocked him flying backwards.

The bloodfinger hunter wearing an iron hat staggered past the crowd, repelling the omen hunter with a single blow.

Yura turned the long knife that was longer than a human, swung it bloody, and then took a stance, pointing the tip of the knife at the omen hunter.

"I'm here." Yura said to Wuming and the others.

"Okay, I'm saved!" Wuming jumped up happily.

"Who is this strong man?" Ami asked.

"I saw the bounty coming," Yura said.

"So fast?" Ami was surprised.

"Non-stop, non-stop," Yura said, "come and face that Bloodfinger."

Amei's eyes glowed golden: "You are so active, so courageous, and so kind. You are running around in such a hurry for me. Could it be that you are the king worthy of my protection—"

"Here we come." Yura said suddenly, staring at the enemy all the time.

The omen hunter was pierced by Yula's long knife, but he seemed to be fine. His body didn't seem to feel the pain, so he got up and rushed towards Yula.

The ominous hunter's knife is big and heavy, while Yura's is long and light. Yura takes advantage of his length to move around and around the ominous hunter, constantly adding new injuries to his body.

The omen hunter roared, seemingly unable to do anything to Yura, and his body gradually became sluggish.

Seeing the opportunity, Yula immediately rushed to get close, dodged the hatchet, and raised the long knife horizontally, preparing to seal his throat with a knife.

But a flash of fire lit up on the edge of the line of sight.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yula immediately lowered his head, blocked the firelight above his head with an iron hat, and retreated violently.

From the mouth of the ominous hunter, a raging fire spewed out, like the breath of a flying dragon, and the flames scattered downward, forcing Yula back.

"Are you okay?" Ami cared about Yura softly.

"It's okay, I'm used to this kind of move." Yura said.

"As expected of a hero, he has rich combat experience." Ami clenched her fists and jumped up and down, feeling sincerely happy for Yura's calmness.

"But I'm afraid it's a little troublesome," Yura said.

Behind the mask of the Omen Hunter, a pair of cunning eyes were revealed.

This monster-like body is obviously not the brain of an ordinary monster—he still has wisdom, at least the wisdom to hunt enemies.

"Let's help too." Patch said, "Three against one, how can we lose?"

Dajiao gave Patch a thumbs up, and silently stepped forward.

The three faders surrounded the omen hunters.

Just about to start a righteous gang fight, they found the omen hunter turning.

I saw the ominous hunter holding two hatchets horizontally, as if twirling crazily. The two hatchets formed a meat grinder around the ominous hunter, making it difficult for the three of them to get close.

"I'll go, little Ratan," Patch exclaimed.

"Were you present at the Ratarn ceremony?" Telagos asked.

"Not here," Patch said. "I faced him alone."

"Awesome." Traggs exclaimed.

Patch showed an inscrutable smile, completely not revealing that he went to the sand dunes to steal the armor, and ran away when he saw Rataen.

Tragos said, "So what do you do with this guy?"

"Isn't it just a propeller? I've broken him." Paqi said boldly, and in a few words, the tactics were arranged.

Patch raised the large shield of the falling eagle in his hand, tilting it at a 45-degree angle.

Yura stepped forward and kicked on the shield surface of the large shield.

Telagos swung the smashing giant hammer, hitting from behind Patch to the back of the shield.

The Shattering Giant Hammer is a square boulder hammer with a flat surface, which is closely integrated with the shield, perfectly transmitting the power to Yura's feet.

With the help of this huge force, Yura leaped high, bypassed the meat grinder composed of two hatchets of the Omen Hunter directly from above, and stabbed down from above. The light of the knife reflected golden light, blurring the eyes of the Omen Hunter .

The blade pierced the ominous hunter's ugly mask, and the mask snapped off, revealing a face covered with black and blue blood vessels.

The knife continued unabated, and continued to stab the skull.

Yula's body that descended from the sky stopped, and the long knife was embedded in the omen hunter's skull, and the blade was bent like a bow under Yula's pressure.

The long knife was stuck between the Omen Hunter's face, and it was difficult to go any further, as if piercing into a block of iron.

The Omen Hunter's body shone with a metallic luster, and he was chewing the glass residue of the spice bottle, as well as the fragments and flesh of some living pots, which were being absorbed by him.

All kinds of spices and medicines are taken into the body of the omen hunter, regardless of the conflict of various medicines and the damage to the body.

Doing so is the taboo method of the fallen perfumers.

Under the urging of the medicine, the omen hunter became more and more crazy. He raised the hatchet in both hands and cut it at Yula above his head.

Telagos raised the crossbow in his hand, Patch immediately understood, raised the spear tacitly, and threw it out.

Tragos attacked Omen Hunter's left hand, and Patch... also attacked Omen Hunter's left hand.

"Where is the tacit understanding?!" Patch was shocked.

With the bodily functions shown by the Omen Hunter, only one hatchet was blocked, and the other hatchet could still cut Yula's body abruptly in mid-air.

The strong crossbow hit the left hand first, but it only caused his hand to deviate slightly. It was only when the spear came flying that the hatchet flew out.

But another hatchet was about to fall on Yura after all, and a huge shadow had already enveloped him.

huge shadows...

Yura seemed to have sensed it, instead of looking at the hatchet under him, he looked up.

Unknowingly, a layer of dark clouds has stopped in the sky.

In the thick clouds, the red thunder rolled like a dragon.

Then the golden lightning fell and directly struck the Omen Hunter's body. That majestic body was thrown away by a majestic force, and when it flew out, it still smelled of burning.

The Golden People and Ami, who were watching the battle from a distance, looked at Wuming in surprise.

Wuming held up the long sword, pointed it at the sky, and the golden thunder gradually disappeared from the sword.

Patch also noticed that it was Wuming who made the shot, heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the thrown weapon, and helped the others go back.

"Didn't you say you couldn't do it?" Patch said.

"I don't want to make a move." Nameless nodded.

"Why did you shoot again?" Patch pointed at Wuming, "You don't shoot until the critical moment, right? I despise you."

"I didn't want to make a move because he was holding two hatchets." Wuming said, "If you knocked out his hatchet, of course I will have no shadow."

It's only natural for Wuming to speak so confidently, Patch lost his temper.

Wuming looked at the charred corpse of the Omen Hunter in the distance:
"Well, I hope the perfumers don't blame us - let's go and see."

Wuming greeted the others, but found that Amei hadn't moved.

Ever since Wuming released the thunder, Amei has been staring at Wuming like a ghost.

"How do you know that kind of move?" Amei asked.

"War ashes." Wuming patted the scabbard, "This is my precious long sword."

"War Ash?" Amei said, "Then how could the owner of Battle Ash do this kind of move?"

"What's the matter?" Wuming said, "He will not be surprised at anything. As long as you have faith, everything is possible!"

"What kind of move is that?" Bighorn Tragos was a little curious.

"The ancient dragon belief in the king city." The golden people said, "During the ancient dragon war, the knights of the king city witnessed the ancient dragon's bright red thunder and germinated their beliefs, and obtained the move to use the golden thunder."

"Is that so?" Wuming looked at Amei with a big horn-like expression.

Amei didn't look at Wuming again this time, she lowered her head, whispering in her mouth, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The ancient dragon is the ancestor of the dragon." Yula said, "I don't know when that guy will no longer be satisfied with the flying dragon, but will reach out to the ancient dragon."

"Who is it?" Wuming asked.

"It's the dragon knight you put a reward on," Yura said. "Pure Purple Bloodfinger Eleonora, the most threatening Bloodfinger of the Blood Dynasty. Her swordsmanship is like a whirlwind, and now she has been stained by cursed blood."

"Indeed, that blood finger is too annoying." Amei came back to her senses at this time, and echoed Yula, "Oh, fortunately there is a real hero coming, are you my king?"

Ami enthusiastically introduces herself to Yura:

"Hello, you can call me Ami, of course it's a fake name. My real name..."

A Mei moved to the side of the iron hat: "I will tell you when you finish the task."

"Yula." Tie Limao nodded, with a neutral tone, indifferent to Ami's words, "Are you the girl who was hunted down by Bloodfinger?"

"It was me, thank you for coming here to save me." Amei said, "You are such a good person, you have the potential to become a king—"

Yura said, "I'm actually here for Bloodfinger..."

Amei's expression froze for a moment, and she continued to smile:

"You seem to be very familiar with that blood finger? Have you studied how to hunt her?"

Yura nodded.

"A feud?" Ami said, "An enemy's enemy is a friend, and we can be friends."

"She used to be my companion," Yura said, "but now she is bewitched by the cursed blood. I will wake her up."

"Ah..." Ami froze again.

She pondered for a while, but still forced a smile, like a tough female warrior who doesn't know what failure is.

Ami smiled and said to Yura:

"You used to be companions, that's really a pity... What did you do before?"

"Let's hunt dragons together," Yura said.

Amei turned sideways, covered her face and cried.

(End of this chapter)