The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 468 Give Me Wuming a Face

Messermo returned to the vault, which still looked the same as before they went down there.

There were just a few puddles of blood foam on the floor, and a few ominous horns and pieces of minced meat could be vaguely seen.

As for how these things came from, Greg looked up and saw Patch demonstrating it to him.

A blood monster was bound by layers of a net. The net was like life, climbing on the blood monster like a living thing, and then hugged it tightly.

A pool of new plasma appeared.

A blood noble walked out of the plasma, then was cut into strips and fell back.

This strange and terrifying scene unfolded before everyone's eyes, and no one dared to move.

When Patch saw Wuming and Messermo walking out together, his eyes lit up, and then he yawned, and all the silk threads were retracted, gradually twisting into thick silk threads that could be seen, and finally coiled into his original spider legs.

"That's amazing." Wuming saw Patch showing his strength, "You have this ability."

Patch floated to Wuming's side and retracted the spider silk:
"Where have you been?"

"I went to the Tower Town of Barrett." Wuming said.

"What are you doing there?" Messermo asked alertly.

The horned men who invaded the vault, the sudden attack of the horned army, and the huge horns and guardian spirits that Wuming had displayed before, kept ringing alarm bells in his mind.

"Let's go find some scorpion livers," Wuming said. "Greck is going to perform surgery on the wizard, and he needs a paralyzing drug to calm him down. I remember there are quite a few scorpions and scorpion livers in Tower Town, so let's go get some."

"A little?" Messermo thought of the basket of vegetables.

"That's a long story." Wuming said.

"You say." Moses didn't think it was too long.

Wuming said, "I went to Barrett to look for scorpion livers, but when I got there I discovered that something terrible had happened, the entire town was empty!"

Messer thought about the number of attacking cornermen and probably understood why Barrett was completely empty.

"And then?" Messermo asked.

"Then I took advantage of the fact that no one was around and not only brought some scorpion livers, but also a bunch of other ingredients for scorpion soup." Wuming said, "I wanted to show you my cooking skills - help me try the dish."

Messermo felt a snake moving under his temple:
"How did you find Laylana later?"

Wuming said, "I had too many things to carry, so I thought about going to Ensis City to borrow a carriage. But as soon as I arrived in Ensis City, I saw something incredible."

"Berret's hornmen are attacking the city?" said Messermo.

"How did you know?" Wuming exclaimed, "I thought about it for a long time before I figured it out. Yes, when I arrived at the door, the Horned People were attacking Ensis City. And after asking around, it looked like they were Barrett's men."

"And then you rescued Lailana?" asked Messermo.

"I want to stop the fight first." Wuming said, "After all, I have connections on both sides. I think everyone will listen to my advice to stop the fighting for my sake."

Patch said, "Did they listen?"

"They didn't listen to me." Wuming felt aggrieved and indignant.

"How fresh." Patch glanced over his head, "We are at war, who are you to be so proud?"

"The Horned Man was quite respectful to me before." Wuming wondered, "And why did he suddenly attack?"

Wuming said, "The horn watcher refused to listen and rushed into the city, so I went to rescue Lailana. She was beaten badly and her hand was dislocated. I thought this was serious, so I brought her back quickly and thought I would tell you."

"Regarding the sudden attack of the Horned People." Kud approached Messermo, "After the Black Knights started the war with the Horned People, they captured several of them. The only thing the Horned People were willing to reveal was that they had received the signal to assemble."

"Who gave the signal to assemble?" Messermo frowned. "A leader has appeared among the Horned People?"

"It seems so." Kud said, "There is a being leading the Horned People. According to the Horned People, 'that Lord' defeated the Furnace Golem at the main gate, and that became the signal for them to assemble."

"Defeat the Furnace Golem?" Messemo looked strange. "Recently, the Furnace Golem has only been defeated once, right?"

Messermo looked at Wuming.

Wuming blinked for a moment before reacting:
"Wait, are the Horned People here already? How come they're so fast? I was running really hard."

"Don't change the subject." Messemo looked unkindly, "Why do the Horned People think that defeating the Furnace Golem is a signal?"

"I don't know, maybe it's some kind of signal they agreed upon." Wuming said, "No, although I broke the golem, I fixed it. It's really not my fault, right?"

Wuming said: "And you are the one who is distracting from the point. The movement speed of the horn man is abnormal."

"It's really too fast. Horses don't have that kind of speed and endurance," Patch said. "But if there are other ways to move, it will be different."

"What?" Wuming asked.

"Blood teleportation." Leida said, and she and others walked over with Ampah.

Leida said: "Those who directly invaded the vault were the blood nobles, which means that the traitor did not open the door to let them in. The blood nobles used blood to teleport directly through the door."

Messermo stared at Leida: "You said before that there was no problem with your teammates."

"There is indeed no problem." Leida said, "It was not Ampah who did it, but someone else. The Blood King has resurrected, and the charm of Lady Michaela has been lifted. He has enough mouthpieces to help him complete the task."

Leida glanced at Ampah:

"Is this also the reason why you are staying here safely? The Blood Dynasty doesn't need a fighting force like you anymore."

Ampah stroked his beard:
"It is indeed the work of our Lord Monger, whether it is the teleportation or the method of inciting internal strife."

Patch nodded in understanding: "Monger, that's not surprising, that's not surprising."

"Who then?" asked Messermo.

"You're a younger brother." Patch said, "We entered the Shadow Land thanks to his blood teleportation technology."

"I thought you came in through official channels," said Messermo.

“At least it’s officially approved,” Patch said. “Mungot agreed.”

"Isn't that another Son of Filth?" Messermo's face darkened.

"If the Golden Tree sends someone, you won't get any help." An Pah said.

Messermo frowned: "What do you want to say?"

An Pah put his hands behind his back and looked at Wuming: "I am ashamed that I have never made any contribution to repay my gratitude. In this case, I will provide some information I have--"

Everyone prepared to see what Ampah would say.

"The internal strife between the Black Knights and the Flame Knights does seem to be the work of the Blood Dynasty. My Lord should have played a role in this." An Pach said, "But the explosion that triggered the Black Knights' attack was probably not caused by the Pure Blood Knights."

"Are there any other experts?" Lance Shanks said.

An Pah said: "The attack from the Black Knights is a fire attack. Although the knights of the Dynasty have a blood alliance and cursed blood can burn, I checked before and found that the nature of the flames is different. There is no cursed blood."

"Your vault is almost like a sieve." Patch glanced at Messermo.

Ampah said: "That should be Colin who set the fire."

"Isn't he a follower of the Golden Tree? How come he knows this kind of moves?" Lance Shanks wondered.

"Colin is a seer," said Ampah. "They are a group of poor people who can see prophecies and see the scene related to the burning of the golden tree. That impression will be imprinted in their hearts and used as a prayer."

"He's already been locked up," Messermo said.

Ampah said: "But he has accomplices. Didn't you notice that Roger and Fia disappeared?"

"Is the accomplice Roger Feiya?" Wuming was stunned. He didn't quite understand what was said, but when he heard that Feiya was involved, he immediately became concerned.

He still has to rely on Fia to realize his plan.

"No, it's Roger and Fia's enemy," said Ampah. "A defender of the Golden Rule, a hunter of the Deadborn wearing gold and silver armor."

"D." Wuming suddenly remembered, "He's here too?"

Ampah nodded: "He has had contact with Colin."

Patch asked, "How did you know that?"

Ampah said: "I happened to be awake the night Colin was on vigil, and I saw what they did."

"No, I didn't sleep either." Leida said.

"You were staring at me." Ampah glanced at her and smiled, "but you didn't notice Colin."

"A pure-blood knight is not sleeping at night, so of course I have to keep an eye on you." Leida said, "But if you are observing Colin, I should not fail to notice it. Unless you are deliberately hiding the direction of your attention."

Anpahe smiled and said, "I am used to observing others in secret, not staring at them." He pointed to his eyes:

"I'm old now, and my eyesight isn't very good. I can't show off the blessing of my eyes like you do every day."

Leida clenched her fists and her eyes widened even further.

"I haven't finished my investigation yet." Ampah said, "So I was reading in the vault and observing Colin's contact with the hunter. Because I judged that he also came from outside the border, but without the Blood Dynasty's transmission, how did he get here? I'm very curious."

"The conclusion is that the hunter came here through official channels," said Ampah.

Patch said, "Mungot opened the door for him?"

An Pah shook his head: "The seal of the Shadow Land is very important. Only those with high enough status are qualified to hold the key. The King of Blessing is powerless, otherwise there would be no need for me to preside over the transmission."

Lance Shanks was a little unconvinced:

"The King of Blessing is not qualified? Then who else is qualified?"

"King Gefulei should be qualified," said Ampah, "but it would not be the War King who gave the Hunter Key to the Deathborn and allowed him to come to the Shadow Land. It should be the Black Sword."

"Black Sword?" Lance Shanks was silent. Now she had to admit that the King of Blessing was indeed not qualified.

"Who is it? Am I the only one who doesn't recognize him?" Wuming raised his hand and asked.

"The sworn brother of Queen Marica, 'Black Sword' Maricus, the shadow of the god-man, the holder of the destined death." Patch answered him, "The fear and death of the demigods."

Wuming recalled:

"By the way, after I lit the golden tree, I remember you guys occasionally talked about how you had to solve the destiny of death before you could completely burn the golden tree?"

"Malika removed death," Patch said. "Death that is not permitted by the Golden Rule is prohibited. This naturally includes the Golden Tree."

Ampah continued, "The Hunter of the Deadborn is the helper of the Black Sword Malicus and the defender of the Golden Law. He stands in line with the Black Knights."

Messermo was thoughtful:
"So the one who let Andros and the others out was a Fader..."

"Wait." Wuming realized belatedly, "So, Feiya and Roger were killed by D?"

"That's not the case. It seems that the other party mainly wants to kill Ms. Fia." Anpahe said.

"It's the same. I mainly need to use Fia." Wuming covered his face.

"Don't worry about that." Ampah smiled, "Please look."

Ampah cut his little finger, leaving a pool of blood on the ground. The pool of blood burned and boiled, and then Ampah leaned over, stretched his arm down, and pulled Fia up.

"Feiya is safe," said Ampah.

"Well done!" Wuming applauded, "What about Roger?"

"Roger took the initiative to leave in order to attract the hunter's attention," said Ampah. "I don't know what Roger said, but the hunter seemed very angry and chased him away."

"When did this happen? How come I had no idea about it?" Leida was shocked that so many things happened in places she had never noticed.

Ampah took a medal from Fia, which had gorgeous carvings and a trident symbol on it.

"That's the reason," said Ampah. "When we passed by, you couldn't find out if we exchanged medals in a blind spot. And you were too focused on us and didn't expect a third party to sneak into the vault."

"Thank you, Mr. Ampah." Fia thanked Ampah.

"This is also for the nameless warrior." An Pah bowed to Wuming.

"You're really reliable, veteran." Wuming praised him.

"You did it on purpose." Leida looked at the old soldier coldly, "You deliberately put Fia in danger and then turned the tide. If you had shared the information, this would never have happened."

"It is true that medical treatment can prevent illness before it occurs. If everyone works together, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort and nip the danger in the bud," said Ampah. "I just completed everyone's work by myself, which makes me feel more at ease."

"Rest assured?" Wuming didn't understand.

"Is Fia very important to you?" Ampah asked Wuming.

Wuming nodded: "Yes."

Ampah walked calmly on the pool of blood:
"Then I can rest assured."

Then, he simply disappeared in a pool of blood.

"What does that mean?" Wuming tilted his head and looked at the pool of blood.

Leida translated for him:

"Anpahe helped us out of gratitude, and now, he has done you a big favor. He can return to the Blood Dynasty and continue to be loyal to Monger."

Leida concluded: "If we meet again, we will be enemies."

"No, then how do we get back?" Wuming was stunned, "Didn't he open the door?"

"We were going to find you and go back. It would be a way of repaying a favor to them," Patch said. "You insisted on staying here and doing these things. There's no reason for them to keep helping you, especially now that you're going against his boss."

Patch looked at Leida and said, "A knight won't leave his master, right?"

Wuming blinked: "Then what should we do?"

"Now, let's resolve the war outside first." Messermo looked outside.

The roar outside the vault became louder.

This means that the battle has become more intense, or that the Black Knights are being pressed closer by the Horned Man.

"That makes sense." Wuming also looked outside. "It seems that I am the only one who can take action. Let me end this war!"

Wuming spoke with great ambition and was quite arrogant.

Messermo couldn't help but wonder: "What are you going to do?"

Wuming pointed at himself with a thumb in a serious tone:

"On my face!"

"Huh?" Messermo and Patch were stunned.

"Old lady Barrett respects me very much!" Wuming said confidently.

After saying that, Wuming ran to the wall of Shadow City and circled on it, while shouting at the Horned Man in the distance and the Black Knight in the city:

"Everyone! Stop first and look at me. I want to tell you something!"

For a moment, both sides actually stopped for a moment.

Wuming took off his helmet, turned into a dragon head, and said:

"Peace is the most important thing! Don't fight..."

The whole audience was silent for a few seconds, as if waiting for Wuming's next sentence.

But Wuming really didn't say anything. He just stood there, the cold wind blowing past, making a whistling sound.

The sound was like a war drum, beating again.

Afterwards, the two armies started a more intense fight. Many people attacked Wuming directly, thinking that he was sent by the other side to annoy them.

Wuming was beaten so badly that he ran away in panic, quickly turned invisible and ran back to the vault.

"They didn't listen to me." Wuming pulled out the big arrow stuck in his head, feeling aggrieved, "The horn people used to respect me a lot, and I even changed back specially. Why doesn't the old lady recognize me?"

"How much is your face worth per pound?" Patch said, "Don't embarrass yourself. Think of something practical."

"I have a practical solution, I just don't want to use it." Wuming groaned.

"So crazy? Tell me about it. I'll give you some advice." Patch said.

Wuming whispered something to Patch.

After listening to this, Patch glanced at Messermo:
"It's not that it's impossible, but... the risk is a bit high."

Wuming said: "But if it succeeds, the jihad may truly end."

Messermo became interested when he heard it: "What method?"

The ring finger pointed at Messermo:
"The biggest difficulty and the most crucial point is that you have to give up your mission and unlock the seal of the tower."

As soon as he said this, Messermo's face changed.

(End of this chapter)