The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 475: Gate of God

When Messer Mo Wuming rushed back, he also met the Black Knights returning to the city.

On the battlefield, after the shadow of the white tower dissipated, a large amount of blood exploded, killing and injuring many people on both sides.

Andros brought the wounded back to the city. When he saw Messermo, his eyes widened with anger. He took a few steps to Messermo and said:

"What did you do? You released the fire and broke the seal? Traitor!"

Facing Andros's rage, Wuming stepped forward:
"You should thank him. Without Messermo to break the seal, the Horned Man would have to kill all of you and himself before revealing his intentions. Then everyone would have to face the strongest guy at their weakest."

Michaela followed behind, also very serious:

"Call the others and prepare the carriages and horses. We need to go to Barrett as soon as possible."

The entire city was mobilized, weapons and carriages gathered at the main entrance square, and elevators were constantly transporting them out.

The giant hippopotamus brazenly came out of its cage, pulling a huge carriage that could be called a fortress, and led the charge along the main road.

Almost all the big shots were sitting on the hippo cart.

Everyone gathered together to learn about the situation. Even some people who were supposed to defend the city were pulled into the carriage by Michaela.

Shadow City came out in full force, including Messermo's soldiers, the Black Knights, the Flame Knights, and the caravans.

"The Blood Dynasty's plan is to collect as much flesh, blood, and souls as possible, use a large-scale sacrifice to use the Gate of God, and create a powerful enough god." Michaela said, "We must stop them."

Andros said, "But how did they get into the Tower of God? It's clearly sealed."

As Andros said this, he looked at Messermo.

"Blood teleportation." Patch said, "It's not difficult to break the seal and enter the Shadow Land, and then enter the Tower of God. Teleportation is really a good ability."

Mungot observed Michaela:
"This is the first time I see you so serious. Really serious?"

Michaela closed her eyes for a moment and said slowly:

"Before Wuming appeared out of nowhere, my plan was to become a god through the Gate of God."

The demigods were a little surprised. It was the first time they heard that Michaela had such a plan.

"So I did a lot of research on the Gate of God and the God King system." Michaela said, "The Gate of God is the ultimate product of the Horned Man's spirit-descending technology. To become a god is to let God descend upon you."

"What's the difference between this and the usual spirit descent?" Wuming asked.

"In a normal spirit descent, the Horned People use their own spiritual power as a guide to communicate with the gods." Michaela said, "This kind of spirit descent is already very dangerous. It requires a strong will to maintain oneself. Otherwise, the will will be controlled by the 'God'. The Gate of God uses the huge spiritual power gathered as a guide, allowing people to be completely baptized in the overwhelming inspiration and complete their transformation."

Michaela said: "The difference is that human willpower is completely insufficient to withstand that kind of divine descent, and requires assistance from outsiders - that is, the God King system."

"People with talents - the gods need an anchor point, something that can pull them back so that they don't become addicted and completely controlled by the 'gods.'" Michaela said, "The return of the gods requires the guidance of the king. This is what Monger will do."

"You did a good job, young man." Ge Fulei looked nostalgic and was quite proud of his son.

Everyone then realized that there were people present who had experienced a trance ritual.

"How did you do it?" Latan asked his idol curiously.

Ge Fulei shrugged: "I didn't do anything, just guarded the door."

"A qualified god-man and a qualified king are enough to ensure that such a ceremony can continue." Michaela said, "Even if a god has seen too much and gone mad, the king can kill him. The god who successfully returns, together with the king, will be the strongest existence in the borderland."

Michaela looked around:
"You are all heroes, demigods, and even former kings, but Master Gefulei and Master Manyue, you are all alone now. If Monger succeeds, it will be a combination of god and king. I think Master Gefulei should understand best how powerful that is."

"It's going to be tricky." Ge Fulei stroked his chin, trembling with excitement, "I smell the scent of death."

"So strong?" Mongget looked worried when he heard his father say that.

Mikaela said, "Just imagine what a Lord Gefulei can do who cannot be injured, never gets tired, can heal instantly even if he is injured, and can even be resurrected immediately even if he dies."

Mikaela looked at Latan:

"Brother Latan's feat of shattering stars must have been very strenuous. Imagine what you could accomplish if you could exert such a great force repeatedly?"

Latan thought about it and fed the two cats on his shoulders some dried fish: "We can sink the entire border area within a day."

Mikaela nodded. "That is the power of the Mother. She controls fertility, eliminates disease, and controls death. Her blessing can motivate people to keep fighting. It is so terrifying to have the blessing of a god. So we'd better stop Monger's ritual."

Wuming asked Michaela, "If Monger really summons a god, is there a chance of winning?"

"God uses the King to demonstrate his power." Michaela said, "If you can defeat Monger, you may have a chance. For example, if you can kill the War King, then although the War King will be resurrected, you will have to wait for a while. During this time, God will be without the King's protection and will be more vulnerable."

"Oh, I understand this." Wuming said, "While the one holding the knife is lying on the ground, quickly beat the one lying on his back, right?"

"If it's the mother and the war king, then maybe it's like this, but we have to add the black sword." Michaela was not sure, "But the deity that Monger believes in is the Invisible Mother, so it's not clear how to solve it. Monger himself is very strong, and no one can say what he will become with the blessing of the Invisible Mother."

"But with so many of us, there is still hope." Wuming looked at Michaela, "If there is hope, you won't be so nervous, right?"

Michaela nodded: "The above is based on the fact that Monger successfully appeared in front of us in the form of God and King. But Monger has no God."

"Isn't it the Invisible Mother?" Lance Shanks asked.

"The Invisible Mother is a deity, but she doesn't have a deity who can carry out her laws," Michaela said. "That is, she hasn't found a deity with enough talent."

"That's right, there are no gods." Lance Shanks said, "How many gods are there now?"

"Me, my sister, and Lani," Michaela said. "There are only three gods we know about now. Among them, I may be the only one who can bear the Invisible Mother."

"Aren't these all our people?" Lance Shanks said, "Then he won't be able to complete his plan at all."

"This is the dangerous part," Michaela said. "The Horned People regard those who have not practiced enough, cannot bear the descent of spirits, cannot become land gods, and whose hearts are in darkness as taboo. If you can't control the power of descent of spirits, your behavior will be uncontrollable and then dangerous. And Monger wants to descend the spirits on an unprecedented scale, but he intends to let a person who does not have the qualifications of a god bear everything. If he fails, what will happen? What will a mad god bring?"

Everyone knows what a mad god will bring.

The Shattering War was the result of the gods going crazy. After the people gradually recovered from the Shattering War, would they face another Shattering War-level disaster?

The Shattering War swept through almost all the demigods and all the living beings. After hundreds of years, after Wuming had spent countless efforts, there were signs of recovery. If it happened again, how long would it take to recover? Now many customs and civilizations of the Golden Trees in the border area have been completely lost. If it happened again, how much of the existing civilization in the border area would remain?

Lance Shanks looked at Mungert worriedly:
"Maybe Monger has found a new god."

"Impossible." Michaela said, "The fingers' wisdom is to identify the gods. The fingers know exactly how many gods there are. Before the fingers declined, they discovered three gods. Monger can't identify people with the qualifications of being gods. He can only use horn people."

"Use horn men?" Lance Shanks tilted his head.

"The Horned Man can descend to the level of a deity - in other words, they all have the qualities and potential to be a deity, but their qualifications are not enough to be recognized by the Two Fingers. Monger is likely to find a Horned Man to act as a deity and undergo the ritual." Michaela said, "That's why I'm worried that it will get out of control."

"Ah, old lady..." Wuming said belatedly.

He remembered the huge and bloated guardian spirit and resentful soul on the old horned woman.

Michaela looked at Andros:

"Before we set off, how many of those Horned People are left?"

"Less than 30%." said Andros.

"The remaining people are probably a little hesitant because Messermo has unsealed the seal." Michaela said, "You must pay attention and keep an eye on them, and even more so on your men. Don't let the Horned People continue to sacrifice, and prevent the Blood Nobles from actively causing wounds and flesh."

Andros was at a loss: "What should I do?"

He has been killing filth all his life, and he still doesn't know how to prevent filth from bleeding.

"I don't care what method you use." Michaela said, "You can go now and go back to defend the city. Remember, it is because of you that we are in such a big crisis now. Whether the scale of Monger's sacrifice will increase again depends on your performance."

Andros opened his mouth but said nothing. He jumped off Hippo's carriage, mounted his warhorse, and led the Black Knights away.

Wuming saw that the Messermo soldiers were still following him:

"Don't they have to go back?"

Mikaela shook her head, "It's just to prevent bloodshed. The Black Knights are enough. If the Black Knights don't cooperate, the Messermo soldiers will be useless."

Wuming looked at the Messermo soldiers running and marching behind the carriage and asked:
"If it's as bad as you think, is there any other way we can do it?"

Michaela turned her back to Wuming and stared at the white tower at her destination. She was silent for a moment and did not answer directly:
"The best way is to defeat Monger before the gods return."

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Arriving at Barrett, it was still deserted, just as Wuming had seen it before.

"I should have known there would be no need to bring so many people." Lance Shanks looked around, thinking there would be a big fight.

Wuming had taken advantage of the fact that there was no one in the tower and walked around inside. He was familiar with the place and led the way.

There is an empty stage high up in Tower Town, and a big gate next to it, which leads to the Tower of God.

What was once covered with thorns of rejection and inaccessible is now open to welcome others in.

The strong ones clear the way ahead and deal with the enemies.

But when they really entered the tower, they found that there was no trace of any living people in the tower.

"No wonder the Horned People can gather so many powerful fighting forces." Messemo looked at the empty scene in the tower, thought of the Blood Dynasty's teleportation technique, and understood.

This is to pull over the remaining beast warriors and priests who were once sealed in the Tower of God.

“It literally came out in droves,” Michaela said.

Without the enemy, everyone advanced very quickly, climbing up the tower layer by layer.

Climbing up a flight of stairs, suddenly the feet became unstable and the stairs collapsed, and many people fell down.

Wuming carried Michaela up and jumped up just in time, leaping over the collapsed stairs. "What a quick reaction." Michaela clapped for Wuming.

"I'm used to it." Wuming said, looking down.

Patch climbed up the wall with its sharp spider legs, and at the same time began to use spider silk to pave the way for the people behind him.

"The Blood Dynasty people are starting to find ways to stop us." Michaela said, "Everyone go up first based on their own abilities, and once we clear out the Blood Dynasty people, we can pave the way for the people behind us."

Gefulei jumped up, his big feet stomping on the towers, roaring between the towers, and went up. Broken Star clamped his legs together and flew up with his pony. Malenia and Millicent both used water birds to climb up. Ashmi turned into slime and licked along the wall.

"Do you want to follow the main force?" Wuming asked Michaela.

"Take me with you," said Michaela, "I have some fighting ability as well."

Michaela put her arms around Wuming's neck and raised her fist to encourage him: "Go!"

Wuming jumped onto the roof outside and moved forward along the periphery. Along the way, he saw blood nobles wreaking havoc. Sometimes Wuming swung his lightning gun, and sometimes Michaela swung his halo.

"We're almost there." Michaela identified the direction. "The front should be the purification hall. After the purification hall, it is the Gate of God."

"It looks very familiar." Wuming said.

“In the past, I investigated a lot in order to become a god,” Michaela said.

"If you want a God-King system, who are you going to choose as king if I don't show up?" Wuming was curious.

"Brother Latan." Michaela smiled. "Before the Faded One returned, Latan was undoubtedly the most qualified to be king. He was the strongest and the most gentle. Look, even the black cat was very close to him."

"Ah, that cat often bites you, right?" Wuming remembered and smiled, "You still feel resentful about it."

The black cat on Latan's shoulder was the one that bit Michaela's cocoon. And it seemed to be addicted to biting. No matter how Michaela approached the black cat, she would only get a bite. It was a rare creature that was completely immune to Michaela's charm, a hero among cats.

Afterwards, the black cat saw the long-tailed cat that Latan kept, and it ran away with Latan, as free as the wind.

"We are both disliked by the cat, so we can only huddle together for warmth." Michaela looked very sad.

"Let's take care of the things in front of us first." Wuming said, "Do you think I can handle the biggest crisis you foresaw?"

Michaela was silent for a moment: "I believe you."

"I didn't say whether you can do it or not, I just said believe it." Wuming smiled.

"You can sense it yourself, right?" Michaela said, "Brother Wuming, you were born from the sacrifice of the giants. And now, you are facing an opponent who has sacrificed almost the same scale. In addition... you haven't replenished your runes for a long time."

"I tried my best to drink the soup." Wuming said.

Michaela chuckled, closed her eyes and leaned behind Wuming:

"If you can't beat me, you can eat me."

"Oh, the God Tribe's trick? I've wanted to try it for a long time." Wuming said, "But we humans usually don't absorb our teammates, we only absorb our opponents."

“You can win if you can do that,” Michaela said. “Like beating my sister.”

"Okay!" The sound of teeth grinding came from Wuming's helmet, "Try to take a few bites of him."

As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the cleansing room.

In the purification hall, the venerable ones who had already passed away were sitting around the high platform, encircling the center.

In the center of the cleansing hall, An Pah and a group of Blood Dynasty nobles stood there.

"Lady Michaela, Lord Wuming." Ampah saluted to the two.

"Are we just two?" Wuming asked curiously.

"We can't stop someone who can fly." An Pah said, fiddling with the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Latan? That's true that they can't stop him." Wuming said, "The only thing they can do is stop us?"

"To Lord Monger, you two are the most threatening." Ampah looked at Michaela and stroked his gray beard. "Lord Michaela, I, an old soldier, am here to experience your strength."

Michaela jumped off Wuming's back with a smile:

"Okay, I'll play along with you in the promised battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ampah stepped forward, still rushed to her face, and threw the small bow in his hand at Michaela's face.

The arrow flew out, and the bowstring cut Ampah's little finger. The cursed blood accompanied by blood flames completely covered Michaela's body.

The blood flames obscured Michaela's vision. Ampah twisted his hand from behind his back, and a large sickle flashed. From bottom to top, it slashed towards Michaela. The sound of the sickle snapping and breaking through the air was completely thrown away by the speed of the sickle. Before Michaela's body was torn apart, no sound of the attack could be heard.

The old soldier's attack was terrifyingly swift, and his every move was intended to take people's lives.

Facing Ampah's fierce attack, Michaela did not retreat a single step. She just stretched out her palm, and a halo expanded, surrounding her wrist like a millstone.

The light wheel continued to expand and circled rapidly. Both the bow and arrow and the blood flame were separated by the light wheel.

Ampah's sickle hit the light wheel, sparks flew, and the stalemate continued.

But soon, the light wheel expanded again, pressing the sickle back, and the millstone gradually approached Ampah's face.

Ampah's hand holding the sickle shook violently under the halo, and finally he couldn't hold on any longer and flew backwards.

The mask on his face was shattered by the halo, revealing a handsome face of an old man.

"Haha, you've really gotten old." Anpahe smiled bitterly, "You didn't have such a powerful attacking move before."

"I've grown up." Michaela smiled.

"I lost the battle." An Pah said, holding up his sickle. "Next, it's time for me to be loyal to my Lord. Sorry, Master Michaela, we have to fight together."

Behind Ampah, a dozen blood nobles stood side by side, all of them holding dual-wielding reverse stabs, cursed blood flowing from the blades, revealing an ominous aura.

"I've faced this kind of situation before." Wuming said, "Be careful, it's not easy to fight."

The blood nobles wielded their reverse spears, and the blood blades continued, filling the entire space, and they rushed towards the two of them in dense crowds.

The golden needle passed through and blocked the blood blade, eliminating all the blood blades in front of Michaela.

Leida rushed in front of Michaela, her cloak fluttering wildly, and slashed with the light sword in her hand, cutting off the bloody blade.

"Sir, please go forward, I'll come here," said Leida.

Along with Leida came the troops behind. Patch had already paved the way and followed Leida into the purification hall.

"Wow." Patch looked at the withered statues around the purification hall, "Where are you, the Temple of the Wedge?"

"I leave it to you." Wuming pointed a finger at Patch, picked up Michaela, and rushed towards the exit of the cleansing room.

The blood nobles raised their swords again, and the blood blades broke through the air.

Mercury poured into the sky, blocking the blood blade and forming a mercury curtain wall that completely obscured the figures of Wuming and Michaela.

By the time the mercury turned into Ashimi and landed on the ground, Wuming had already disappeared.

Ampah looked back and saw that people were already coming to the entrance one after another, with no end in sight.

Even if he was the chief pureblood of the Blood Dynasty, he would not be able to win against so many people and so many masters.

"Lord Mung, may your wish come true, and may the Blood Dynasty last forever." An Pah prayed softly, holding up his sickle. "I belong to the Blood Dynasty, and I will fight for my Lord Mung. I will hold up my sickle, and my blood will flow!"

Wuming rushed to the steps in front of the Gate of God with Michaela and saw that demigods such as Latan Gefu and Raymond had arrived.

But they all stood on the steps in front of God's Gate and had not yet entered.

"What's wrong?" Wuming asked the other demigods who arrived a few minutes earlier than him.

But without waiting for the demigod to answer, he took a few steps toward the stairs and understood.

Opposite the gate connected by steps was an open space. They seemed to have reached the top of the tower and did not need any other supporting buildings as it was a whole open space.

Across the open space stood a massive door, slightly ajar, revealing a curtain wall of holy light.

In this vast space, bloody corpses and pieces of flesh were densely packed. The blood almost overflowed the square and flowed down the steps.

In Wuming's eyes, there is something more.

Above the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, countless resentful souls were peeled off the corpses and gathered on the opposite side of the square, sitting cross-legged on the body of an old woman in front of a huge gate of light.

The vengeful spirit in the old horned woman had expanded many times more than what Wuming had seen before.

The resentful spirits had become real, and they could be seen moving under the old woman's skin. She looked extremely painful, but she was still enduring.

The flesh and souls present were already very thin, and it looked like she had absorbed almost all of the souls of the warriors who had died in the battle.

In front of the old horned woman, Mung, who had never revealed his true face, was now standing in front of her, looking at everyone from a distance.

Mengge saw Wuming and Michaela and smiled:

"It seems that the time has come and I can't absorb any more."

As he spoke, he pushed the old woman behind him into the Gate of God.

(End of this chapter)