Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Millicent's teacher was quite impatient at this time.

I let you go just for Rogel's sake. Why don't you appreciate it and still keep pestering me?

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

Wuming pointed at D: I'm telling you, I'm full. Otherwise, you're so full that you can unload my wheels. I will definitely turn you into a dead person.

D was not shaken by the nameless threatening words, he said solemnly:

Who are you?

Who? Wuming said, Why do you ask this?

D said: I heard that you destroyed the Deadborn.

They are blocking my way, of course I will destroy them. Wuming said, Do you have a problem?

I heard that you cast spells. It seems that you are a Golden Law fundamentalist, so why do you use the Deathborn as your wheel? D said.

What does it have to do with you? Wuming said, This has nothing to do with you.

Those who protect the dead are enemies, and those who follow the Golden Law fundamentals are comrades. D's big sword pointed directly at Wu Ming, Only by understanding it can we know whether you are guilty or not, and where should I point my sword.

Wuming showed a serious smile:

Whether I am guilty or not is up to you. I advise you not to be so fanatical. Do you know where the last person who pointed a weapon at me is now?

If you don't want to answer, can I understand that you are an enemy? D took a stance.

Roger went to help me set up 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 die. So can you not be anxious for now?

Roger? D became even more angry when he heard this name, Don't mention this name, that miserable man actually sympathizes with the dead!

What happened to the Dead Man? All the people who can work for me are good employees. Wuming said, The life of the dead is also life.

Wuming looked at D's strange armor:

Are you guys who wear weird golden armor all fanatic believers? As for you.

Crazy belief? D sneered, It seems you don't know that the Golden Law fundamentalists are the most intelligent researchers. Our intelligence is no worse than that of the academics at the Magic Academy. The dead should not exist in the world. This is a conclusion we have reached through wisdom and is the result of careful consideration.”

You don't look like you've thought about it carefully. Wuming said.

King Radagan is the smartest fundamentalist and masters the basic principles of the Golden Law. He believes that the dead should not exist in the world, so it must be right. D said calmly and without thinking. , “There can be no doubt that those who are born from death commit a grave sin, they violate the Golden Law.”

Scholar? It's really scary when a scholar becomes fanatical. Wuming clicked his tongue and shook his head, Okay, please leave quickly.

You haven't proven your identity yet. D said.

Use your smart little brains to think about it. Wuming pointed to the head on the chest of D's armor, If you can beat me, you have to take action. You really want to hunt the dead and are willing to convict the dead. Just go out hunting, and you can still kill a few. Against me, you won't have a chance to hunt the dead. You should think clearly about the pros and cons, scholar.

I have long sworn to be a martyr. I am a warrior of the Golden Law. D raised his sword, You always avoid my questions. It seems that you are indeed an enemy. You just stole the knowledge of fundamentalism from somewhere. . But even if you steal it, you will only learn a little bit.

D said no more and swung his sword towards Wuming.

Wuming didn't fight back, he just raised his shield and dodged D's sword.

Wuming ducked sideways to avoid D's sword and chatted leisurely:

You said you are so fanatical and are not afraid of retribution?

I have hit rock bottom, and it was the Golden Law that saved me. D said.

His fearless horizontal slash was blocked by the unknown shield.

Wuming looked at D's attack, which was very ferocious, so ferocious that it lacked some structure and exposed several weaknesses.

Fighting with your life, Wuming said, With this kind of fighting, you're not just begging to be beaten to death by me, are you?

He knocked D down with a knee strike and an elbow strike:

Don't fight me hard, I'm too familiar with this.

D crawled on the ground and coughed violently several times.

Then he looked up sharply and raised his hands.

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

But the hidden weapon did not appear, and 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, streaking toward Wuming.

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

Pray? Wuming looked at D's hand.

Sure enough, D held a holy seal in his hand. Different from the common two-fingered holy seal, this was an oval-shaped holy seal.

D, who had taken out the holy mark, was like a ferocious beast, flexibly surrounding Wuming. Sharp stone flakes came out from his hands, constantly cutting Wuming's body.

It's so annoying. Wuming said, Are you the only one who knows how to pray?

A lavender halo enveloped Wuming.

Just as the aperture was set, a few more rocks hit Wuming's armor.

I won't let you fight again. Wuming reminded him.

Pretend to be a ghost. D didn't stop, raised his claws, tearing the earth apart, and then the gravel followed, bombarding Wuming non-stop.

The nameless figures were somewhat difficult to identify for a while.

This feeling makes D feel a little strange.

Wuming's body skills are very good. Even if he adds various small attacks from prayer, it will be difficult to break through the iron wall defense formed by the combination of his body skills and shield.

But why is he taking all the attacks now?

As soon as this idea flashed through D's mind, he saw the nameless figure disappear.

It was replaced by a fierce light.

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

The power was so great that it directly knocked him out of power and lost the strength to fight again.

Wuming walked up to him and said:

See what I'm saying? You must be punished.

D struggled to support his body and looked at Wuming in disbelief.

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

He originally thought that Wuming just got the surface of Golden Law fundamentalism from somewhere.

But the power Wuming displayed was clearly the conceptual power that formed the foundation of the Golden Law.

This guy who protects the Deadman is actually a more senior Golden Law fundamentalist than himself?

With deep doubts and confusion, D finally passed out.

The Kaidan mercenary looked at D who fainted:

Boss, what should I do?

Throw it away. Wuming waved his hand.

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

sinner……

He seemed to have thought of something, and turned around to greet the Kaidan mercenaries:

Pick him back, I have something to ask him.

On the side of the Kaidan mercenaries, D was already half buried.

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

Since there was a head on D's chest, which was very obstructive, the mercenaries did not dig the hole deeper. They just piled up earth bags to bury the head on his chest.

In order to look neat and tidy, I also piled a dirt bag on the other side of my chest.

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

He squatted in front of D's exposed head, waving his iron gauntlet with a bang, and fanned D's golden helmet:

Wake up warrior, I want to ask you something.