Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Yura's eyes were splitting as he watched helplessly as the flying dragon fell in front of the caravan, raising dust and shrouding the caravan in gray.

Yura has hunted dragons and knows that dragons are violent creatures. They are extremely intelligent, but they do not regard non-dragon humans as equal beings. Each giant dragon has devoured a large number of lives.

Now that the dragon is injured by a human, will it care whether the person who injured him is from the same camp as the caravan? Definitely not, it will only breathe out dragon breath and destroy everything in sight.

Yura originally thought that Ami was staying in the caravan and Eleonora would not dare to invade easily. Unexpectedly, she attracted a dragon and directly disrupted the caravan.

Eleonora pulled out the blood-red double-headed sword, and dragon blood spurted out from the flying dragon's eyes, accompanied by a roar. Seeing that the flying dragon was about to rush towards the fragile caravan and the poor and helpless perfumers.

Yura unsheathed his sword and was a little confused. He didn't know whether he should stay by Ami's side to prevent Eleonora from hurting others, or whether he should deal with the dragon first to prevent it from killing the caravan.

Smart tactics, feeling the hesitation in his heart, even as an enemy, Yura couldn't help but want to give Eleonora a standing ovation in the distance.

Which side should be saved? Various thoughts flashed through Yura's mind like electricity.

He has hunted dragons and is familiar with Eleonora's moves. If he joins any party, he can have a vital impact, while the other party abandoned by him will be severely damaged.

While Yura was struggling, the flying dragon suddenly deflated.

It was as if the dragon's hard skeletal scales no longer existed, and it stretched out in a way that was not like a physical body. It was like a piece of dough hitting a rock and turning into the shape of the rock.

The dragon also deformed like this, as if it had hit a semicircle, and its membrane wings and body were stretched forward along the arc of the semicircle.

With the caravan at the center, a huge golden protective shield opened, blocking the dragon from the outside and guarding it tightly.

The dragon bounced back like a ball, and its body returned to normal.

The rest of the wind and sand blew onto the protective shield and also detoured, showing a characteristic of time and space distortion.

Patch stood in the protective shield and smiled proudly at Yura and others who were still outside the protective shield:

Don't worry about us, don't worry about us.

When they went to Yatan, Pachi Wuming knew that it would not be easy, so he had already brought enough runes and protective shields to ensure that their camp would be as solid as a rock and as immovable as a mountain.

What the caravan is afraid of is the silent and lightning-fast assassination by the top experts, or the range attack that covers the entire protective shield, rather than the huge dragon that comes to attack with great fanfare.

This protective shield used to resist the nameless flames, but Patch didn't even look down on the mere flying dragon.

Yura looked at the huge and gorgeous protective shield, and suddenly felt that he had just thought too much.

The dragon attacked the caravan a few more times, but both the dragon's breath and the impact would be deflected. After a few attempts, it gave up and turned its attention to some people still outside the protective shield.

For example, Eula Ami and Melina.

Quick, run to the protective barrier. Yura immediately turned back to Ami and Melina, I'll stop Long and Eleonora.

Amei covered the sun with one hand and looked at the dragon against the light:

Why didn't it slap that bloody finger?

Can't see. Yura said, Eleonora has been hiding in the direction of the dragon's blind eye. She took advantage of its anger and blind spot.

It's really smart. Amy said.

I told you she is a dangerous hunter. Yura said, You should leave quickly.

You said you hunted dragons, right? Ami said suddenly.

It was a long time ago. Yura said, You want me to deal with the dragon? Then you will have no one to protect you. Eleonora's trick is to prevent others from taking care of you.

I told you to beat your mistress. Ami drooped her eyelids, I'll deal with the dragon.

You deal with dragons? Yura was stunned.

But it was too late for Yura to ask more questions. The flying dragon had already rushed over, and Eleonora also approached with light steps.

Yura didn't think much and rushed forward to confront Eleonora.

Ami clasped her hands together again, summoning a storm from the forest, blowing away the surrounding dust, and blowing open her hood, revealing flamboyant blond hair.

The dust dispersed, and the dragon's vision became clear. Its angry one eye stared at the thin creature in front of it.

Legend has it that people cannot look at a dragon. It can judge the threat of the other party through its eyes, and the result of looking at it is often judged as a meal.

At this time, the angry giant dragon probably won't pay attention to that. As long as it can fit into its mouth, it will bite it without hesitation.

But the moment he saw Ami, his angry eyes suddenly sobered up. The dragon's body became obviously stiff, and its feet immediately stopped moving. Stretch out your wings, let the wind catch you, and brake with all your might with the strong wind.

The dragon's claws scratched the ground, leaving two tracks, and finally stopped in front of the coffin. It fell down and its huge head fell in front of the coffin.

The strong wind brought by the brakes roared past, and the ponytails on both sides of Ami danced wildly, like two pairs of golden wings.

The giant dragon turned its head to prevent its protruding mouth from touching the coffin. One-eyed and Ami looked at each other very close.

Be good. Ami reached out and touched the dragon's nose, Stay there, it's too messy here, I'll help you treat it later.

The giant dragon whimpered and obediently stayed away from the battlefield, standing far away and no longer interfering in the fight between humans.

When Ami tamed the dragon, Yura was already lying down.

Eleonora held a double-headed sword and faced Yura.

We meet again, Eleonora. Yura reminisced about the past with his old friend. He stroked the long knife in his hand with his fingers, My 'long tooth' hasn't been full of cursed blood for a long time.

Eleonora didn't want to exchange greetings with Yura at all. She twisted the double-headed sword and crushed Yura like a whirlwind.

Yura stabbed with his long knife, as if he wanted to use the length of his tusks to break through the blood-red whirlwind.

The long fang did break through the whirlwind and pierced Elonora's shoulder, but before it penetrated deeply, Elonora flipped the double-headed knife, pushed the long fang away, and drew a splash of blood.

Eleonora pressed her sword against the sharp edge of the fang and approached Yura.

The two swords clashed, and sparks burst out, illuminating Eleonora.

Set off against the graceful curve of the chin under the helmet and the red lips that never spoke a word.

Yura lowered his head, used his iron hat to block the slashing of the blood blade, twisted his body while pushing aside the blood blade, and raised the sword to slash Eleonora.

Yura is familiar with Eleonora's moves, and Eleonora is also familiar with the length of Yura's weapon.

Eleonora turned around and jumped back, dancing on the tip of Yura's sword. As soon as the long fang grazed the body, Eleonora sprang out like a cheetah, and the bloody blade approached Yura's body.

It was too late to put away the knife, Yura curled up and tried his best to hide his body behind the iron hat.

Eleonora wielded the double-headed sword with both hands, rotating and slashing. Instead of chopping the iron hat, she lightly circled back and broke the muscles of Yura's calf.

Yura groaned, jumped up and fell to the ground, never standing up again.

Seeing how Yura was beaten down so quickly, Ami sighed: I actually regarded him as a candidate for the king before.

Ami glanced at Melina, who was still there:

You didn't run because you wanted to take action yourself?

Melina took out a short knife and answered with practical actions.

She made a prayer gesture with her hands open.

Golden light spots emerged from the ground in front of Eleonora, floated into the sky, and then turned into golden raindrops and hit the ground heavily, covering Eleonora in the rain of light.

Then the short sword in Melina's hand condensed a light blade, and she continued to throw out the sword energy. The intensive offensive invaded the black iron armor on Eleonora's body, leaving traces of blood.

Seeing that Melina's long-range attack was effective, Ami also stretched her arms happily:

Okay, I'll come too.

Ami stood on the coffin, looking down at Eleonora who was caught in the light and rain, and also assumed a praying posture.

Ami's eyes were filled with golden and red luster, and her aura was astonishing, as if she was about to release some kind of magic.

Okay, hit hard. Patch squatted in the protective cover and held up a telescope to watch the show.

Aren't we going to help? Tragus said.

We are very safe here, why should we help? Patch had no intention of maintaining his previous image of being a chivalrous person. I just like to watch women fight.

Patch said, continuing to watch Ami release the spell.

The coffin board of the coffin under Amei's feet was suddenly lifted. Unexpectedly, Amei was thrown out with an ouch. The coffin board opened wide, revealing a pair of dirty and rough feet.

The son of bad omen crawled out angrily:

It's not over yet? Forget about giving lectures, let's hold a concert and dance on the roof of my house, right? It's dragon roaring and fighting.

The Son of Omen was furious, so he returned to the coffin, took out a big knife, and rushed towards Eleonora.

Eleonora was indeed a master, and she quickly broke through Melina's barrage blockade, rushed out of the range of the golden rain, and faced the Son of Omen.

Facing the Son of Omen's sword, this time she did not choose to block it with the double-headed sword, but took a deep breath.

A huge dragon head phantom appeared in mid-air, roaring towards the sky.

The roaring sound waves passed over the Son of Omen, knocking back even his long sword.

The sound wave hadn't stopped yet. The sound waves were layered one after another, pushing the Son of Omen all the way to the coffin and setting it on top.

The sound waves have not stopped yet and continue to overlap, fearing that the Son of Omen will be smashed into pieces on the body of the coffin.

A crossbow arrow broke through the layers of sound waves from behind, swimming upstream like a salmon, piercing Eleonora's armor.

Although the power of the crossbow arrow had almost disappeared, it still stopped her from roaring.

Eleonora looked back and saw that Tragus had rushed out of the protective shield, holding a crossbow that was difficult to cock even with his strength.

Patch saw that Tragus was on board and sighed helplessly:

Forget it, it's time for a righteous gang fight. Patch said, picking up the spear and shield and followed, and also called the Kaidan mercenaries, Sons of Omen, to join him, Don't be polite to her, she is alone.

Eleonora saw all the combat power of the caravan rushing towards her, but she didn't give much reaction. She took another deep breath at the caravan warriors that rushed over.

The invisible force enveloped her, causing her to stay in mid-air. Another dragon head appeared, and flame breath emerged from the dragon head.

Judging from the diameter of the dragon's head, the dragon's breath can probably cover the entire road, covering Patch and the others - just like a real giant dragon is breathing.

Oops... Patch didn't expect Eleonora's slender body to have so many dragon-like attacks against groups.

The sword flashed, the air roared, and the long sword pierced Eleonora's armor, stabbed through her stomach, stabbed out from the back, and strangled the terrifying dragon's breath in the cradle.

Yura held the handle of the knife, his feet trembling.

Where he originally lay down, Ami and Melina had slipped over at some point, each with a healing golden light on their hands.

When Yura also joined the battlefield again, Eleonora finally couldn't hold on any longer.

The original plan to use the dragon to disrupt the caravan failed from the beginning. The enemies far exceeded expectations and Eleonora was exhausted to deal with them.

Don't stop for her. Patch commanded the Kaidan mercenaries, Kill her while she's sick.

Eleonora was pierced by Yura's fangs and fell to the ground.

Yura kept a close eye on Eleonora, holding the sword firmly against her, biting her with his long teeth, ensuring that the blade of the sword was always inserted into her body.

She must not be allowed to run away, this was the only thought in Yura's mind.

Eleonora did not retreat, but took the initiative to approach Yura with a long knife, and her pretty face was in front of Yura's eyes for an instant.

Before Yura could react, Eleonora's hand had already grasped the hilt of Yura's knife, adjusted the angle of the knife, and then put her foot on Yura's stomach, kicking him out, and also pulled out Eleonora's fangs. Nora's body.

Eleonora fell backwards in mid-air, and blood mist rolled out of her body like a fountain, blocking the sight of those around her.

In the blood-red mist, a rotten dragon head poked out, and thick smoke spewed out from the dragon's mouth, covering the surrounding area.

The wall of fire rose from the ground, blocking the charge of Kaidan's mercenaries and blocking the way for others to besiege Eleonora.

Millicent arrived, clapped her hands, and looked at the scarlet smoke:

Be careful, that's scarlet corruption.

Hearing that it was scarlet corruption, the person who originally looked back for Millicent's explanation immediately understood and took a few steps back in fear.

When the scarlet smoke dissipated, Eleonora also disappeared along with the billowing mist.

Where is the person? Where did she go? Patch looked back and forth, Did you make a mistake? You actually let her run away.

They can all run away... Patch clicked his tongue, It's troublesome.

If such a humanoid dragon escapes, it will pose a great threat to the caravan.

Save people first. Ami said.

Is anyone hurt? Patch asked.

A dragon is injured. Ami said, looking into the distance. The giant dragon with a cut eye was also looking here.

The dragon just tried to attack us. Patch said.

Oh, he is still a child and is not sensible. You have nothing like him. Ami waved her hands and smiled, as if the matter could be over with a smile.

Seeing that no one was moving, Ami had no choice but to go over and check the dragon's injuries, while Melina and Trisha focused on Yura.

As the most seriously injured person at the scene, Yura fell down again.

I got up just after treatment. Now the injury has worsened. Melina checked Yura's leg, which was already a bloody mess.

The two immediately began treatment, one using prayer and the other using herbal medicine. The two-pronged approach was extremely efficient - and soon they found that the treatment had no effect.

This kind of injury should have been cured by ordinary people long ago. Why is his effect so weak? Trisha frowned, Could it be that...he is one of a kind -

It's cursed blood. Yura's weak voice interrupted Trisha, You must be careful not to be contaminated.

Curse blood? Trisha asked.

Melina suddenly raised her knife and stabbed it into Yura's wound. She then pulled up a large opening, separated the flesh and blood, and carefully observed the blood vessels and structures inside.

It's really... Melina murmured.

There seemed to be a violent force stirring inside Yura's body, constantly destroying the bodies along the way.

There were obvious signs of destruction inside his body, Melina said.

Are you sure you didn't destroy it? Trisha shrank her head and looked at Yura's large piece of flesh and blood.

My knife is very sharp and will not cause such damage. Melina said and sutured the cut. Then how to treat it?

I'm afraid...it can't be cured. Yura said, Even Eleonora is crazy about the cursed blood. I don't know how to cure this curse.

A Mei also ran back from a distance, with a sad face:

It's a bit troublesome. I don't know what kind of weapon that stinky woman used, and the wound is difficult to heal. The dragon's eyes were blind, and he had to gouge them out to stop him.

Trisha went over to check it out, and when she came back, she dragged a cloth bag with her. Inside was a giant dragon's eyeball, which was densely covered with bloodshot eyes and turned completely blood red.

The dragon's vitality must be very tenacious, right? It can't bear it? Patch looked at the eyeball, a little scared.

The dragon's vitality is indeed very tenacious. Ami said, Toughness means that it can survive in almost any environment. The price is that it needs to change in order to adapt to the environment. It will not die without treatment, but it may continue to be eroded. into a more twisted form.

Melina glanced at the eyeballs the size of a human head:

Yola seems to be eroding much more slowly.

Trisha checked Yura's eyes, which were still clear:

Indeed, the injury is much more serious than that of the dragon, and the cursed blood has penetrated deep into the body, but he has not shown any more serious symptoms so far. It seems that the power is stagnant in his body.

When everyone was at a loss what to do, Wuming came back in a rage.

What are you doing here? It's quite lively.

Wuming greeted warmly and ran over to hug Patch.

Patch replied: The Blood Finger is attacking. Yura is seriously injured. It seems to have been eroded by the cursed blood of the Blood Finger - why do you smell like shit?

Otherwise, why do you think I want to hug you? Wuming said, rubbing against Patch's leather armor.

Patch ran to vomit, while Wuming listened to his men's report.

He personally checked on Yura, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state:

It's probably because of the golden needle that he's fine.

The golden needle is now on Mr. Yura's body. Millicent suddenly realized, No wonder he can suppress the cursed blood.

Melina also nodded: If it is that golden needle, it is indeed not surprising that it can suppress the cursed blood.

Golden needles? Ami asked, What golden needles? Why do I seem to be the only one who doesn't know about it? Why do I feel isolated?

Michaela's golden needle. Millicent was still kind-hearted and explained to Ami softly, With the help of the pure golden law of the god-man Michaela, the power of external gods can be suppressed.

Why do you all seem to know? A Mei was stunned.

Wuming said: The golden needle was the one I found for Millicent. At that time, she was troubled by the corruption disease and needed the golden needle to suppress it.

Ami looked at Melina again: What about you?

Melina coughed and glanced away slightly from looking at Ami:

I've read a lot, so I know—I've told you to listen more.

Ami looked at Melina suspiciously for a while:

What about now? Will he be fine if we just leave this guy alone?

Then let's put it away for a while. Wuming said, We'll look at it when we get up tomorrow.

What if it doesn't work? Ami asked.

Then let's find someone knowledgeable and ask. Wuming said, It just so happens that after Rodel releases the goods, we will have to go back to the Lake District to restock the goods. Outside of Yatan, I still know some talents.

Wuming stepped on his feet: There is someone below us.

After he finished speaking, he looked around and focused on Trisha:

Who is that, the perfumer?

Wuming waved to Trisha.

Trisha was stared at and immediately stood up straight, feeling a little nervous.

He had tricked Wuming into looking for the Coprophagous Man, and now Wuming had returned safely. Did he not find it, or did he escape unscathed?

In fact, Trisha already had the answer to this question.

Perfumers are the most sensitive to smells. They can even smell the smell of a long-term illness. Naturally, they can also smell the smell of Wuming.

To be able to escape unharmed from that guy's hands... Trisha was a little in awe, and even looked at Wuming with fear.

Wuming did not pursue the matter of the coprophagous man, but pointed at the lying Yura:

You take turns taking care of him and see if the golden needles have any effect.

After arranging these things, Wuming went to the lake next to the camp and rolled around a few times. Finally, the smell on his body was completely washed away, and the fatigue from the long journey was washed away. He lay down on the ground and had a good night's rest.

The next day, Yura was still lying down and did not wake up at all.

Okay, it seems I have to make a trip. Wuming said, Let's go back to Stone City.

Isn't it too far to go to Stone City? Patch was a little puzzled, and also a little worried, fearing that Wuming would go too far and not be able to come back. There is a big library at the academy, so it should be more likely to find a solution, right?

You don't understand. Wuming said, Stonewell has a white mask. Regarding the cursed blood of the blood finger, except for the mysterious blood king, there should be no one who knows the cursed blood better than him - just go to Stonewall.

Patch always felt that Wuming was a little too enthusiastic: Is it really just because of this?

Wuming suddenly smiled shyly: I'm on my way to collect rent.

Calculating the time, Wuming felt that it was almost time and it was time to collect the rent.