Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

My whip! Diaros lay on the ground, glaring at Patch.

Borrow it. Patch said lazily, wrapping the whip around the spear, and tied another weapon - the broadsword that the Son of Omen had left on the stone wall.

The broadsword was tied to the spear to form a heavy and huge halberd, which was carried casually by Patch:

It's a pity that I don't have a big shield, so I don't feel safe - anyway, I can't use a shield to hit you.

Patch said, looking at Eleonora.

Diaros shouted from a distance: Patch! Did you really defect?

Patch sneered: Young man, you obviously don't know me well enough - I will betray you at any time. I will betray Wuming, and I will betray Tragus, a fool - Tanis, of course, has to taste this. I can’t control my unclean nature.”

Patch grabbed the halberd, spread out his hands, and made an extremely arrogant gesture: How?

Eleonora didn't care what happened to Patch. After confirming that Patch was also an enemy, she attacked him without saying a word.

The armor was thick, and Pachi did not dodge or dodge. He raised his curved blade and slashed at Eleonora.

Eleonora wiped the edge of the blade and slashed at Patch.

Patch ignored the blade, twisted the handle of the knife in his hand, and the blade came across.

The broad blade immediately hit Eleonora, and the two exchanged swords.

The blood flames penetrated the armor, biting out a mouthful of blood on Patch, and spurted out from the gaps in the armor.

Eleonora plundered Patch's blood, and all the wounds on her body had healed.

Yura looked at Eleonora's healed wounds in despair: Run quickly, you can't win. Even with the determination to die together, you can't beat her. She will suck blood.

Perish together? I cherish my life and never die together with others. Patch looked at Eleonora, Plundering the flame...it's so greedy. What's the point of constantly pursuing to become stronger? Don't you feel empty like this?

Eleonora ignored him and once again attacked Patch with a typhoon-like swordsmanship.

It's useless, she can no longer rely on words to move her. Yura said, There is no way to delay by talking.

Patch said nothing and fought with Eleonora again.

This time it was almost exactly the same as last time, except that Patch's hand twisted faster and harder this time.

The force was so strong that Eleonora staggered and the sword bounced away.

But even so, Eleonora was not at a loss, another blood flower burst out from Pachi's body, and Eleonora became more and more lively.

Delay? I never thought about delaying. Patch suddenly spoke, and another ball of blood burst out from the armor, and it seemed that all the muscles in his body were tense.

The bounced broadsword was twisted back by Pachi again, and slapped Eleonora, causing her to stagger again.

The broadsword bounced away again, and was twisted back by Pachi again, constantly bombarding Eleonora's body.

This is... Yura is a master of swordsmanship and immediately saw the subtlety of Patch's seemingly unreasonable move.

He deflected the blade and struck Eleonora at an extremely precise angle, making her unable to control her body shape. And the force is not so strong that Pachi cannot control the sheath of the knife, so he will slash out again before Eleonora can stabilize her body.

Yura looked at Patch in shock.

He never expected that there were experts in the caravan. This bald man who smiles all day is actually so strong. The two bosses of this caravan are both masters.

Although Patch's attack was not fast, it was more violent than the typhoon-like Eleonora. It did not give the opponent any chance to counterattack. Eleonora was like a small boat in the wind and rain, crumbling.

Ever since Patch made a move, Eleonora has never made a move again, and her invincible plundering power can no longer be used. She was cut by Patch with blunt blows, and the armor on her body was chipped off piece by piece, and there was almost no blood. Stained all over the war zone.

When the armor was almost chipped away by Patch, Patch finally no longer used the powerful control technique, but boldly used his physical strength to round the sword and directly cut off Eleonora's arm.

Before the severed arm fell to the ground, Patch had already kicked away Eleonora's double-headed sword, grabbed Eleonora's neck with one hand, and pushed her against the wall.

I just hate people who are too greedy. Patch said, Forget about that pervert, you little guy are showing off your power in front of me?

Eleonora opened her mouth and was about to bite Patch's hand.

Patch stretched out his hand and chipped one of Eleonora's teeth. He threw it to the ground and raised his sword, ready to end it all.

Eleonora roared again, scattering the loose volcanic stones around her, exploding dust, and blocking her sight.

Patch didn't hesitate and slashed in the general direction.

With a bang, the sword fell to the ground.

Patch frowned and looked at the spear in his hand.

Probably because it had been used too hard, the sword that was temporarily tied with a whip finally became loose and fell off the spear.

When she looked at Eleonora again, she spat out another burst of corrupt poisonous mist and disappeared into her blood all over the floor.

Patch looked at the pool of blood where Eleonora disappeared, curled his lips, and didn't pay much attention.

He looked at Diaros and threw the whip to him:

Give it back to you.

Diaros quickly took the whip and looked at Patch with some fear.

Obviously Tragus beat him, and Eleonora beat Tragus in turn. He never expected that this harmless-looking bald man could actually beat Eleonora.

No matter how brave they are, faced with such a disparity in strength, the warriors would not dare to be so brave.

Being in a volcanic position, Diaros was a little hesitant.

Do you want to continue fighting? Patch asked, As your colleague, I suggest you leave.

Are you still a colleague? Diaros said.

If you think so, then it is. Patch said, Do you want to fight?

Diaros shuddered, picked up his weapon, mounted his horse and left.

Patch watched Diaros leave, took off his helmet, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and checked the injuries of Dajiao and Yura.

Dajiao was no longer breathing, and Yura tremblingly raised his head and looked at Patch:

It's useless. I can't live much longer. I never thought... I would be able to meet you real masters. My life will not be wasted...

Patch pushed Yura's head back:

What nonsense are you talking about, so that the blood flames burn you stupidly?

As he spoke, he took out a bottle from his pocket and slapped it on Yura. The majestic healing power spread out, even to Tragus.

Yura and Tragus sat up instantly, touched their bodies, and were very surprised:

alright?

Patch was also very surprised and took a few steps back as if he had seen a ghost: Dajiao? Aren't you dead?

Ah? Am I dead? Dajiao was also a little confused.

I didn't want to save you anyway. Patch said, I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Dajiao touched his body: Is it... because of this?

A small bottle shattered on Dajiao, and glass shards all over his body broke into his body.

The golden liquid continuously seeped into Dajiao's body.

What is this? Dajiao was curious, It's one of the piles of things Wuming gave me.

Yura and Patch identified it:

It looks like... Lance Sanks' tears.

Patch sighed: So much, how long has that guy made Lance Sanks cry? What a beast.

Dajiao chuckled, not knowing how to respond.

As long as you are alive, let's go quickly. Patch said, Lest the volcano send people again, the volcano still has experts.

Dajiao suddenly said: Aren't you from the volcano?

Yes, I am a volcano. We volcanoes are so capricious and do whatever we want. Patch said, Go back to the caravan to recuperate before I change my mind.

Patch helped Yura and Tragus, and limped away from the Boiling River.

Before leaving, Patch looked back again and frowned.

What happened? Are the volcano chasers coming? Tragus asked.

No, Patch replied.

As the three of them drifted away, an unknown figure gradually emerged in the open space of the Boiling River.

Old guy, I finally stopped hiding it. Wuming smiled and turned to leave.