Chapter 445: Horned Man, Fuck! Horned Man, Beat Him!

The ancient dragon man led the way and brought Wuming to the front of the dragon cave.

"You walk along this road and you'll arrive naturally."

"Is there only one road here?" Wuming was a little wary, "Someone gave me directions before and asked me to go south, but it turned out that there was a cliff to the south and I couldn't get down at all, so I fumbled my way here."

"This is the place for you to go down." The ancient dragon man said.

"Then what if I encounter a fork in the road and don't know the way?" Wuming began to anticipate various possible setbacks.

He really didn't want to go through the wrong path again.

This poor place is too desolate and too vast. If you take the wrong path, you will waste a lot of time.

The ancient dragon man thought for a moment about Wuming's question, and sat down cross-legged in the posture Wuming taught him.

"What does this mean?" Wuming couldn't understand, "Could it be that by meditating cross-legged here and closing and opening your eyes, you can reach your destination?"

The ancient dragon man said: "I want to tell you that you should be more easy-going and not so impatient. You should stop running, stop and wait for your soul."

"Thank you." Wuming was speechless as he watched Gu Longren teach him the posture he taught him.

"Anyway, there will be a boat to the bridge. As long as you follow this road, you will naturally reach your destination." Gulong said.

"Are all the people here so... relaxed?" Wuming asked.

"Before I became an ancient dragon, I was a practitioner." The ancient dragon said, "I practiced as an earth god."

Wuming said: "No wonder you didn't do anything to me when I talked about meditation with you."

"This is the first time I have seen Gu Long combined with zazen. It is indeed a very interesting attempt." Gu Long said.

Wuming was passing by and saw many headless ancient dragon sculptures on the roadside, forming a road, and walked over out of curiosity. As a result, he was caught by the ancient dragon people.

He is here just to test passers-by to see if they are qualified to devour the mad dragon. Wuming passed by looking for a boat, but for no reason he was pulled over to fight. That is to say, both parties have a common language, otherwise it would have taken a long time to fight.

Wuming lost his temper after listening to Gu Longren's words. As soon as I lost my temper, I felt a little emotional when I thought about Gu Longren's words.

When I was in the border area and my career wasn't that big, I was really carefree. He acts casually, even if it is an empty land with no treasures, he can still deal with it calmly.

"I was blinded by runes." Under the mask, Wuming couldn't help but smile, "Forget it, since I'm trapped here, why not give yourself a vacation."

The mood relaxed, and Wuming was no longer so anxious, anxiously chasing after the returning home to resurrect the dead.

Without the clear goal that seemed to be a blessing and guidance, Wuming's perspective began to look around, and he immediately discovered new business opportunities. I was not in a hurry to enter the Dragon Cave, so I walked around first.

"What are you doing?" The ancient dragon man looked at Wuming's movements.

"Collect." Wuming picked a flower on the roadside. "There are many things in this place that I have never seen before in the border area, including plants, architecture, art and forging technology."

Wuming was twisting an unattractive fruit:

"Do you know what is most important to us businessmen?"

"What?" The ancient dragon man didn't understand.

"It's a strange thing to live in!" Wuming crushed the fruit and tasted it.

Even his almost degraded sense of taste felt bitter. He puffed a few times and said in a hoarse voice:

"The things here are not available outside. If I sell them outside, I can sell them at a high price. And when I come back to purchase goods, I can transport the goods from outside."

The more Wuming talks, the happier he gets:

"Why didn't I realize before that this is a brand new land, a new trade route!"

Wuming tiptoed over to the ancient dragon man and stretched out one hand to shake hands with the ancient dragon man:

"Thank you, brother, for enlightening me. I was blind before, but I actually ignored such a huge golden mountain."

"I know what you are talking about." The ancient dragon man said, "What I want to ask is, what are you doing with our statues?"

Wuming turned his head and saw that his other hand was holding a statue of a headless ancient dragon on his back.

Wuming directly picked up the severed ancient dragon statue in front of the dragon cave.

"This is a good thing, a rare object." Wuming said, "I have never seen it in the border area. Look at the texture, the carving style, and the technique..."

"Put it down." The ancient dragon man was angry.

"Okay." Wuming let go and turned around to walk back.

"Aren't you going to the Dragon Cave?" The ancient dragon man was stunned.

"Why are you so anxious?" Wuming said seriously, "You are too anxious. Please stop and wait for your soul!"

Wuming remembered that when he came here before, there were several forked roads, and he planned to explore them to see if there was anything good.

In the past six months, he has made a lot of money through Dahu in Hucun. Except for Hierro's eyeballs, which are essential medicinal materials, he used them all to grow Michaela water lilies.

This flower is a rare item. Even if it is only used for collection, many powerful princes want it.

But now, in this land of shadows, there are plants everywhere that are not found in the border areas. It can be said that there are business opportunities everywhere.

Wuming, wearing a goat's head, found many new mushrooms and flowers by touching and probing.

Just as he was feeling happy, a roar came from him.

Wuming looked up and saw several soldiers wearing soldier armor and gold-branded tree-shaped soldiers rushing towards him.

All of them were menacing and holding big axes.

Wuming felt that the other party had an unprecedented fanaticism and murderous intent. Before he could react, he raised the mushroom in his hand:

"I...picked your mushrooms?"

The opponent seemed unwilling to communicate with Wuming. An ax came at him, and Wuming quickly parried, but the ferocious force broke the shield. The opponent's moves were continuous, and he struck with an ax, knocking Wuming to the ground.

The soldiers gathered around and kicked and beat the nameless man lying on the ground, muttering something in their mouths and roaring:

"Horned man, fuck! Horned man, fight!"

Wuming felt unprecedented pain and was a little confused for a moment:

"What happened? Who is the horned man?"

But then he reacted, and Wuming realized that he had just turned into a little dragon, and had already taken off the knight's armor. Now he was in mortal flesh, and he had also transformed into a stone ancient dragon form, which was particularly crispy. .

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I'm a human, not a little dragon." Wuming shouted, and then added, "I'm not a little goat either."

But the soldiers ignored him and continued to beat Wuming. Moreover, each of them had an astonishingly loud voice, and their roars completely drowned out Wuming's defense.

Wuming was in pain and couldn't help but feel a little angry:

"Can't you hear that? Okay, dragon power!"

Wuming curled up his body to reduce the force-bearing area, protect his cervical spine, and knelt on the ground to reduce the impact of being stepped on. Taking advantage of the gap between the soldiers' attacks, he roared at the ground.

A dragon-like roar exploded from beneath Wuming's body. The roar shook the soldiers around him, causing them to take a few steps back and almost fall to the ground.

"Compared with me, you're looking for death." Wuming got up, pinched his throat, and snorted, "Just stay away if you're wise, I don't want to-"

"Shenjing!" the soldiers shouted, but they seemed to be even more angry, even with some ecstasy.

This time it was not just a roar, but also a trumpet blowing.

A horse neighed, followed by the sound of a horn, approaching from a distance.

"Ah?" Wuming was confused, "What is a spirit summons? What is a spirit summons!?"

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After hearing that Michaela had secured the portal to the Land of Shadows, people immediately volunteered to go to the Land of Shadows.

Millicent was the first to apply, and Se Lian also planned to go.

"I heard that there are stars in the Land of Shadows." Se Lian said, "I want to see them and do some on-the-spot investigation."

Patch didn't really want to go, he was not interested. He was not as worried as Michaela, and hoped that Wuming would come back soon.

Michaela gave Patch an envelope.

"I have a few recommendations for candidates to go to the Land of Shadows," Mikaela said to Patch.

Patch unfolded the scroll and took a look:

"Are they almost all unfamiliar words?"

Mikaela said: "The purpose of going is to find Wuming. Rather than combat power, he needs more adaptability to the Shadow Land."

Patch looked at the personnel introduction in the envelope, touched his chin, and looked at Michaela:

"How did you determine that these people are more suitable? And the method to go to the Land of Shadows was prepared too quickly, as if you already knew the Land of Shadows well."

"Before Wuming appeared, that was my goal." Michaela said, "Don't you also know what is in that place and what it means to the God Man?"

Michaela said: "And to understand the Land of Shadows, even without the help of dreams, you can understand everything by inference. As long as you have a deep enough understanding of the Golden Law, even if you don't go to the Land of Shadows, It can also be speculated.”

Michaela slid her fingers and outlined a small tree in the air:

"The Golden Law eliminated the shadows, and the era of the Golden Tree began after eliminating those enemies. Of course, those enemies who had been defeated by the Golden Tree gathered in the Land of Shadows. There, the external gods could display their full potential. The place of one’s own law and essence.”

Michaela showed the images of the people mentioned in the scroll one by one. He pointed at a man covered in bronze and heavy armor:

"There is nothing more suitable than insects to find things. Corruption's dependents must be distributed in the Land of Shadows. Moore has a good relationship with the Corruption's dependents and can rely on their strength."

"What about this one?" Patch pointed to another person on the scroll, "It looks like a female knight."

"My direct knight, Golden Needle Knight Leda." Michaela said, "She can provide basic combat power and auxiliary support. She has my Golden Needle, which can prevent our people from being interfered by outside gods."

Michaela said: "I choose people, don't worry, they are all useful, let them go."

Patch looked sideways: "I think you are actually worried. If you are not one of your own, you won't feel safe."

"There is such selfishness." Michaela did not deny it, "But these few are not my people."

Patch looked at the people at the end of the scroll:

"Roger, Fia...Colin? Where did this Colin come from?"

Michaela said: "A man who came to my door some time ago is a believer of Two Fingers. I made a deal with him and he was willing to help."

"Why take him?" Patch didn't understand.

"Although the Outer Gods are active, the Shadow Land is still the territory of the Golden Tree." Michaela said, "We need someone who can have a good relationship with the Golden Tree."

"Why him?" Patch asked.

Michaela showed a somewhat unpredictable expression:

"What do you think?"

Patch touched his chin and thought for a moment:

"The other employees we have here... businessmen who engage in madness, dancers who engage in blasphemy, magicians who engage in origins, faded warriors who can be entrusted, cannibal witches, immortals, hybrids, sons of evil omens..."

Patch raised his head: "What you said makes sense, let him go. Is this person reliable?"

"It doesn't look very smart, but if it's not smart, it means it's easy to control. My men should be able to keep an eye on it." Michaela sighed, "If I could take action personally, I wouldn't have to be so embarrassed and have to use an outsider like this."

"Is there no other option?" Patch was still a little worried about letting outsiders take charge of such an important task of contacting the golden tree.

"Actually, there is another candidate. I'll talk to Brother Menggert and he should be released," Mikaela said.

"who?"

"Greek."

"Aren't you going to let the demigods go?"

"The demigods are not allowed to go, but Greg may let him go."

"Okay, that's it." Patch didn't care much about this matter. Seeing that Michaela had her own reasons, he stopped asking.

Michaela asked Patch: "Aren't you going?"

"What should I do?" Patch said. "That's not a good place."

"Isn't that your friend and partner?" Michaela said, "I heard that you are the person who has known him the longest, which is enviable."

"Humph, friend..." Patch stretched out his spider legs, and the fly rubbed his smooth head. "That guy won't die anyway, so I'm not worried about it. But I don't want to go to the Shadow Land. It’s a place of right and wrong, and I’m afraid it’s turned into a stinking shit place. Let Wuming swim in that kind of shit place. He just likes to swim in the cesspool.”

Patch smiled evilly, with a look of disdain on his face.

As Patch was talking, the communication disk suddenly lit up.

It was actually a call from Tanis.

Patch quickly answered the call, and his smile immediately became honest.

"Tanis? What's the matter?"

"I heard that the caravan is organizing a group trip to the Land of Shadows?" Tanith asked.

"It's not a trip, it's just business." Patch explained, suddenly alert and said, "That place is very dangerous, full of monsters and monsters, and what we have to deal with is also very troublesome trivial matters. It's not a trip."

"Oh, it's okay, I want to take Laya there." Tanis said, "Can you leave two places for us?"

Unexpectedly, Patch didn't stop him, and slapped a spider leg on his face: "Why do you want to go there?"

"Take Laya to see my hometown." Tanis said.

Patch was stunned: "Where is your hometown?"

"It may be gone now," Tanith said, "but maybe some relics can still be found."

"Then I'll go with you." Patch said.

"Aren't you busy with the caravan?"

"There is Se Rui." Patch said, "I will also go on a trip with you to relax. Your hometown must be a picturesque place with spring all year round."

Tanis saw Patch's thoughts and smiled:

"Okay, I'm going to trouble you again."

After cutting off the communication, Patch looked at Michaela and found that Michaela was looking at him playfully.

Patch blushed: "Is the position enough?"

"It's okay. Snakes and spiders don't count as people and don't occupy their place." Michaela smiled, "I will convince Mengt to believe so. Rules are dead, but people are alive."