"Demigod, Big Rune... Demigod, Big Rune..."

The bell hunter staggered in the mud with his head lowered, his mind filled with thoughts of high-ranking big shots.

Then he saw a man shorter than him.

It was an old man with broken legs, gray face and white hair, and no golden light of blessing in his eyes. He was crawling on the ground and looking at the bell hunter.

"Are you okay?" The old man looked even more miserable than the Lingzhu Hunter. He asked about the Lingzhu Hunter's injuries with concern, "We have a doctor there who can treat you."

The bell hunter noticed that there was an object like a wheelchair next to the old man.

The wheelchair is very narrow, like two small low wooden wheels tied with wooden strips, with a wooden board across them.

The old man noticed the bell hunter's gaze and smiled:

"I was originally going to sit, but our car is limited, so we can only make do with this. You are injured, can you sit?"

Suzhu Hunter looked at the small wheelchair, which was no bigger than a shield, and didn't know how to "sit".

Seeing that the bell hunter didn't want to sit down, the old man didn't show any politeness anymore. He climbed onto the car and threw himself between the wooden bars, hiding it under his belly.

Then the old man stretched out his hands and pulled in the muddy water. The low wooden wheels matched the force of his hands, and the wheelchair began to rotate.

"Please follow me, our large army is over there." The old man said, "I am a scout in this direction. Although it is a bit ridiculous to say this at this age and in this posture. But it is nothing if I can contribute to the clan.

…”

The bell bead hunter never spoke or responded to the old man's chat, and followed him silently.

The team of Platinum Sons is moving forward silently in the Lake District.

There were many caravans in the team, and the oldest and frailest man, the platinum old man, stayed in the caravan.

The old man lying on the wheelchair introduced the Suzhu Hunter:

"We take turns riding in the tent car. After all, we are a race that is not blessed. Prolonged exposure to the light of the golden tree will hasten our demise."

Facing the arrival of the bell bead hunter, several platinum old men discussed and decided to give up a caravan to the bell bead hunter so that he could have a good rest.

A platinum old man also brought fruit and animal meat to the bell hunter and treated him to a meal to replenish his strength.

"Why do you want to help me?" Suzhu Hunter asked after a moment of silence in front of the food brought to him, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The bell hunter pointed to his face and limbs: "I am a sinner and a mutilated person. Why don't you scream and run away?"

The platinum old man smiled:

"We are the sons of blasphemous platinum, and we are also born with disabilities, destined to become disabled. Do you think we still care about this?"

The old man Platinum put the food in the corner of the caravan:

"My name is Elpas, and I have some prestige in this Platinum Village. If you think we have other purposes for helping you, we really do have other purposes."

Hearing this, Suzhu Hunter suddenly felt at ease:

"explain."

He no longer looked at the food warily, picked up a fruit and stuffed it into his mouth through the iron thorns.

"As you can see, our Platinum clan are all disabled, so we are urgently looking for a way to cure the disability." Elpas said, "We have found the limb-repairing ceremony of the former Golden King Greg, and I hope you can do it for us.

Experimental subject.”

Iron Thorn stopped eating and looked at Elpas.

Elpas also looked at him:

"We are honest with each other. If you agree, we can do experiments. If you don't agree, we are willing to help you. For the Son of Platinum, all disabled people are friends."

"Friend..." Tieji said in a strange tone.

He thought for a moment and was about to answer when a high-pitched dragon roar came from high in the sky.

The Platinum clan was also in a panic. They all raised their arms and looked for the position of the flying dragon. Some people accidentally fell to the ground and struggled for a long time unable to get up.

The flying dragon passed by from high altitude, but it did not spit out its deadly dragon breath downwards, it was just passing by.

Just as the Sons of Platinum breathed a sigh of relief, several people drove their horses from behind, blocking the way of the Sons of Platinum.

When the Platinum Sons saw the costumes of those people, they were horrified and asked: "Cuckoo?"

Those were actually several cuckoo knights.

Cuckoo is the most vicious person to the Platinum Sons. They have inherited the fine tradition of the magicians - they hate the Platinum Sons, hunt the Platinum Sons, and use the Platinum Sons for experiments.

Seeing that it was Du Juan, the Platinum Sons immediately sent out a signal, calling for a group of people who were exploring the road ahead and still had fighting ability.

Elpas quickly got out of the caravan, climbed up to the knight, crawled in the shadow of the tall horse, raised his head and smiled:

"My lords, what are your orders to stop the lowly races like us?"

The Cuckoo Knight did not answer, but looked at Elpas with an unkind look: "You are not willing to stay in that cesspool, what are you doing out here? You came out and polluted the environment, you know. You have polluted this lake area."

Elpas said: "To be honest, sir, we are leaving the lake area."

"Leave?" Du Juan was very happy when he heard this, "That is indeed a good thing. You guys know each other well - where are you going?"

"Go to Stonewell," Elpath said.

Dujuan nodded: "I heard that there is a storm there, which is perfect for you gloomy guys."

"Yes, yes, your lord is right." Elpas said, "We are an eyesore to your lord, and we will disappear immediately."

"Wait a minute." Du Juan said, "There is news from above about arresting a wanted criminal. Have you ever seen a criminal?"

"Sinner?" said Elpas. "What kind of sinner?"

"Convicts on death row are covered with rusty iron thorns." Du Juan said.

Elpas asked: "What happened to the death row prisoner?"

"How do I know? Who knows what happened under the orders given by those guys in the academy?" Du Juan said impatiently, "Did you see it?"

Elpas shook his head: "I didn't see it. We were all lying on the ground and walking. Our eyes are short-sighted and we can't see people very far away."

Du Juan looked at the team of Platinum Sons and walked towards the caravan: "What's in this?"

As he spoke, he was about to lift up the curtain of the caravan.

"No sir!" Elpas exclaimed.

But how could the Platinum Son's words move Du Juan? The curtain was opened.

The sun shines into the caravan, the stench surges, and pale pus spurts out of the caravan.

An old platinum son was huddled in the dark corner of the caravan. He was suddenly stimulated by the sunlight and the cuckoo, and some white blood burst out from his body, almost splashing on the cuckoo's body.

Elpas said:

"There are some dying Platinum Sons in there, they can't be stimulated too much."

"Damn, bad luck." Du Juan dragged the Platinum Son out of the car, punched and kicked him, and soon beat the Platinum Son to the point of dying.

Dujuan spat at Dujuan who was lying on the ground. The saliva was stained with the blood on the Platinum Son, and white smoke emitted.

"Get out of the lake area quickly, you are a source of pollution." After the cuckoo knight finished speaking, he mounted his horse and ran forward.

Millicent and others had just arrived at this time. They wanted to avenge their companions, but they were stopped by other platinum old men.

The platinum old men stopped Millicent and Letina, looked at their dying companions on the ground, and mourned in silence.

In another carriage, the bell hunter was opening the curtain and looking at the Platinum Son on the ground.

Elpas looked at the bell hunter and said with a bitter smile:

"Now do you understand why we don't scream and run away when we see you?"

He looked at the platinum son who had been beaten into a human shape:

"The Platinum Son's experimental body is available."

Elpas climbed outside another carriage and said through the curtain: "Elder, there has been a debate in the village about who should be the first experimental subject of the Platinum Sons. You said that we will discuss it in Stone City, but it seems that there is no need for it now.

, please save his life."

There was silence in the caravan for a long time, and then an old voice came: "I'll give it a try."

Millicent walked towards the caravan where the dying Platinum Son was hiding, leaned into the car and took out several limbs.

The stench in the car is not from the Sons of Platinum, but is the legacy left by these almost rotten, limb-sparing nobles.

Millicent took off two limbs and placed them on the Platinum Son's legs.

With the long Seisher knife she kept in her cloth bag, she cut a wound on the severed limb, peeled off the rotten flesh, and revealed the relatively fresh body inside.

Then he cut out a scar on the son of platinum, applied some medicine to the wound, and pressed the severed limb on top.

The other Platinum Sons fixed her severed limbs, and Millicent took out half of a gold needle and used a kind of gold thread to sew the two different pieces of flesh together.

The golden thread runs through the skin and flesh, forming a magic circle. The continuous mysterious lines are reminiscent of the sacred prayer of two fingers.

After sewing, Millicent held the severed limb and chanted ancient prayers.

But before he could say a few words, a burst of flame suddenly spurted out from the interface between the severed limb and the Platinum Son.
To be continued...