The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 488 Return to the Junction

Just as Ymir was about to explain, a man interrupted Ymir's story and stepped into the tower town.

That turned out to be D.

The armor on D's body was in tatters, with many dents that seemed to have sunk directly into his body.

He was hit by the powerful force of the molten mud and flew to an unknown place. I didn't expect him to be alive. He is indeed a strong warrior.

D's helmet was broken in half, revealing half of his thin and pale face, with despair in his eyes.

"The young man is seriously injured." Wuming threw a ball of warm flame over to his body.

D ignored Wuming. His lips trembled as he stared at the Black Sword - Malicus, who should no longer be called the Black Sword.

"Master Black Sword, you released the Death Rune? Why?"

"This is what Marica wants me to do." Marica said in a deep voice.

Malicus had worked with D for a long time, and knew that his release of the Death Rune must have chilled his heart, so he hung his head and said nothing.

"You can't do this. Lord Radagan will never allow it... It's too anti-Tian Gang." D leaned against the wall, unable to bear the consequences. "The Golden Rule... It's over."

"It's over, it's over." Wuming didn't care at all and patted Michaela's shoulder vigorously, "We have a new god."

"What do you know!" D glared at Wuming, "Only the Golden Law, only the Golden Law can..."

"Hmm?" Wuming didn't understand, "Why is it only the Golden Law?"

Roger looked at D with some sadness:

"Only the Golden Rule can accept him."

The old woman looked at D and said softly:
"What a strange physique. His soul is actually not fixed."

"I don't understand, can anyone explain it to me?" Wuming raised his hand.

"I just happened to have heard of the Deathborn hunter wearing gold and silver armor." Michaela said, "His physique is very special."

Michaela looked at D:

"He should have a younger brother. He and his brother share one soul. Two bodies, two consciousnesses, but only one soul. They are not awake at the same time and have never talked to each other."

Wuming was even more confused now.

"It's hard to understand, isn't it?" Michaela said, "It's an extremely rare case, and it breaks the previous theory of the soul. We once thought that the soul was consciousness, but their existence shows that the soul exists independently of consciousness."

Wuming searched for similar cases in his mind, but couldn't think of any similar people.

Even the well-informed Wuming found it very rare.

"What problems will this cause?" Wuming was curious, "Will it make them particularly paranoid and irritable?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that everyone sees it as filth." Michaela said, "People always like to label things they don't understand as filth and heresy."

"But isn't he from the Golden Tree?" Wuming said, "I heard his position is not low."

"Yes, because the Golden Tree accepted him." Michaela said, "If the Golden Tree didn't want him, maybe my Holy Tree would have accepted him. But the Golden Tree accepted him and didn't regard him as a heretic."

"Strange." Man Yue sneered, "That narrow-minded red-haired freak from Radagan actually doesn't consider him a heretic. He even said that I was a heretic when I ate fruit without peeling it. He also said that sweet shrimps were a heresy. And when we did it, we had to be on the bed, and we couldn't wear any clothes."

Laylana blushed, "Sister, what are you talking about? Your son is still here."

Man Yue glanced at Latan coldly:
"Have you finished your homework today?"

Latan took a breath.
"Mom, I'm following you to save the world today."

"You can't miss the morning class." Man Yue said, "Go and write it."

Latan left in disgrace.

Michaela looked at D and continued:
"Other civilizations regarded them as heretics and abandoned him and his brother. So now you understand why he is so committed to the Golden Rule? Only gold can give him and his brother a place to stay."

"No wonder." Wuming understood completely, "Little Monger."

"What do you mean?" Monger was dissatisfied. "My mother is truly tolerant, not as narrow-minded as the Golden Rule."

"What if there is a race that doesn't bleed and can't get hurt?" Wuming hypothesized, "Like the Crystal Man, or the Golem lifeforms."

"What the hell is that? Is that a human being?" Monger answered without hesitation.

"How tolerant." Wuming sighed, "Forget it, I'll go and persuade this guy——"

"It's a small matter. Let me take care of it." Michaela stepped forward, stopped Wuming, pulled up D, and gently healed D's injuries.

Michaela said: "Please rest assured, even if the Golden Law is broken, there will still be a place for you and your brother in the new era. I will tolerate everything. I think you must have heard about the tolerance of the Holy Tree. This is also tacitly approved by my father Radagon."

The holy light from Michaela enveloped D, and the seriously injured D gradually fell asleep.

Ymir looked at Mikaela's good deeds:

"It seems you are still quite busy."

"No hurry, no hurry. Please go ahead and talk." Wuming said.

Ymir hesitated for a moment and looked around:

"But before I explain, I want to confirm which hero killed Two Fingers?"

Wuming raised his hand: "Me."

Ymir looked at Wuming with an appreciative look and nodded:

"I would like to invite you to my church and I will explain it to you on the way."

"Hey, why are you keeping me in suspense?" Lance Shanks was unhappy. "I want to hear the story, too."

"I don't mind if anyone wants to come with me," Ymir said, and immediately invited everyone to go to her cathedral.

Monger took the others with him and teleported them to the vicinity of Shadow City, and soon arrived at Ymir's cathedral.

After entering the cathedral, Ymir said apologetically:
"I'm so sorry, the church has been abandoned for a long time. Please feel free to sit down. Everyone, please be careful not to step on the children."

Then Ymir sat on her own seat, thought for a moment, and said:

"I think you have witnessed with your own eyes the lies and contradictions of the Golden Tree Age... the ignorance of the people, and the suffering of the people."

"I've indeed seen quite a few." Wuming Michaela and others nodded, agreeing with him.

After all, they had just met D.

“Why did it fall into such a hopeless state?” Ymir said. “Sadly, the answer is obvious. Because destruction and disorder have existed since the beginning - it was Marika and the fingers that guided her.”

Ymir sighed, "This is what I am most worried about. No matter how hard everyone tries, the source of destruction lies at the root, and all efforts are in vain. If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. If the source is not clean, the flowing water will not be clean."

Ymir said: "And the source is not the fingers. The fingers are the abandoned children of the mother fingers, and they are also pitiful victims. The one who is truly destroyed and disordered is the mother fingers. The role of the mother is crucial, don't you think?"

Wuming nodded again in agreement.

"All these messes are because they don't have a mother." Wuming curled his lips, "They were all abandoned. I have to say that the quality of mothers in the Borderland is really poor."

Wuming remembered something and called Ashimi who was with the team. At this time, Ashimi had returned to human form, but because Wuming's helmet could not be recovered, his body became smaller.

"Ashimi, please make a note of this. When we return to the border area, we need to train the parents so that they know how to be parents. Giving birth but not raising the child, or just running away after giving birth is so irresponsible."

When Ymir heard Wuming's words, she agreed with them. Her cheeks turned a strange red. She stood up from her seat excitedly and walked to Wuming:

"Yes, we need a real, new mother who will not bring about destruction, right?"

Before Wuming and others could respond, a crisp sound came from the side door of the church.

Colin was standing in the doorway, holding a plate from which several ceramic cups had fallen and shattered.

"What did you say?" Colin's voice was trembling, and he pointed at Ymir tremblingly, "What did you say?"

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After being let go by Wuming, Colin walked in the wilderness.

He firmly believes in his beliefs and will not be confused.

But beneath the firm belief, there is a hint of loneliness.

When traveling with Patch and others, he felt very unhappy, facing a group of filth. Moreover, some of these filth always mocked him, and some of them were always looking for a chat without any tact.

But now, walking alone in the wilderness again, surrounded by silence, I feel a little uncomfortable.

However, Colin had already gotten used to this level of annoyance. He had experienced much more tragic things than this. Physical suffering no longer bothered him.

What worried Colin the most was another thing.

Once, outside the border, he was a prophet who predicted the burning of the golden tree. With just one sentence, he went from being a respected priest to a heretic that everyone hated.

Only Colin himself knew that his faith in the golden tree had never changed. He just saw it.

The curse-like scene appeared before his eyes, and he could not ignore the desperate scene. He also could not lie and deceive others.

Because the prophecy must have been the power given to him by the Golden Tree, and the Golden Law taught everyone that people should not lie.

The Golden Rule also teaches us to love our neighbor.

But after Colin uttered the prophecy, he, the priest of the golden tree, was driven out of his hometown.

Put on a blindfold, shackles and ankle chains.

Exiled, walking aimlessly.

That period was far more painful than it is now.

His faith was tempered by this suffering.

No matter how much pain he encountered, Colin was unwilling to overturn his own prophecy. He just believed in the teachings of the golden tree - not to lie, to be honest, and to cherish his talents.

Colin feels that being honest should not be wrong.

With such faith, Colin fell down from exhaustion and never got up again. He died on the way to exile.

So when he was blessed again, resurrected, and guided to this truly great kingdom of God, Colin's heart was touched.

It must be because of his piety that the golden tree was moved. Such a great and tolerant golden tree is the true truth and the eternal existence.

The prophecies that I have seen must be because I have not yet understood the mysteries behind them.

He must study prayer carefully and continue to learn the teachings of the Golden Tree and the Two Fingers.

In the round table hall, he saw the only two fingers he had ever seen in his life. He eagerly absorbed knowledge and strength from the two fingers.
In order to study the Golden Rule, he became a disciple of the Golden Mask and followed the Golden Rule scholar.

But with such a belief, Colin became more and more panicked and anxious.

All the great scholars of the Golden Rule are denying the Golden Rule, and even denying the two fingers.

Colin felt that these people must be crazy, or too arrogant, thinking that they had understood the secrets of the Golden Rule and the Two Fingers, but in fact they were just blinded by arrogance.

So Colin left Baizhi and also left the Golden Mask.

Every time I explore, I will only be hit harder and my heart will fall deeper into the abyss.

As if grasping at straw, he found Michaela and entered the Shadow Land.

But that was the beginning of the nightmare.

Since coming into contact with Wuming, Colin has seen more prophetic phantoms and more terrifying scenes.

He saw filth all around him, he saw the abyss, he saw the complete breaking of the Golden Law.

I also saw the golden tree melting in the fire, and all the living things in the world were melting.

Colin tried his best to stop it, but he failed.

The prophecy came like a flood, and he could only watch the future coming, but was powerless to change it.

This is what scares him the most.

Colin dragged his heavy feet and walked in the wilderness like a zombie.

He didn't understand why he had such a talent. If the future couldn't be changed, why should I see it? If such a future was inevitable, what was the point of living?
Colin prayed silently, praying that the great golden tree and the two fingers would guide him.

Guidance did not come, and Colin simply tripped over a corpse on the side of the road.

When faith filled his heart, he could drive a galloping horse with his eyes blindfolded, but now that his heart was confused, he even had difficulty walking.

This reminded Colin of his first death.

So Colin prayed devoutly to the golden tree, just as he had done when he died the first time.

Pray for guidance to come.

He raised his palms covered in mud and blood from the ground. The thorny grass scratched his hands. He clasped his hands together and prayed.

When he put down his hands, he felt something caught on his fingers, and the sound of jingling was accompanied by the whistling sound of wind.

Colin fumbled with the object in his hand, trying to identify what it was.

The chain showed its roughness. When it was pinched and waved, the sound of the wind turned into a sharp whistle.

He recognized it.

That was the hole necklace that Patch had thrown away.

The whistle that can communicate with fingers.

The door of the heart is opened, light descends upon the dark horizon, and the world becomes clear.

An overwhelming inspiration came to his mind and he had an epiphany - this was a sign.

This was a hint given to him by God.

He is favored and chosen, and he is watched by God.

Colin grabbed the necklace and strode forward, almost running wildly.

Even though he couldn't see anything, he was no longer confused or afraid.

Just walk wherever you want, no matter what you have, no need for a map, no need to ask for directions.

Colin believed that God would guide him.

And he did not disappoint God's gaze. He arrived at the Finger Ruins.

The difficult journey, dangerous monsters, and terrifying guardians of the ruins.

But Colin felt as if he were walking on flat ground, without feeling any hardship or difficulty.

He didn't even see the guardians in the ruins. He just took a step based on his feeling and walked into the deepest part of the Finger Ruins.

Do whatever you want and you can achieve the best. Everyone's actions are like precise gears that fit together to compose a magnificent music that is constantly sublimating.

This is the guidance that people long for but can no longer obtain when the Dharma Circle is broken. Even the blind need not be afraid.

Colin blew at the whistle.

Nothing seems to happen.

But Colin was not afraid. He strode forward until he reached Ymir's church.

Ymir received Colin, heard about his deeds, and praised him:

"You are truly a person favored by the Supreme Will."

"I blew the bell," Colin asked Ymir, "Why is there no finger?"

"You still need to blow one more bell." Ymir comforted Colin and told him not to worry. "Besides, it's not like you haven't awakened anything."

Colin seemed to understand, and stayed in Ymir's church for a few days before continuing his pilgrimage.

Soon, the second bell was blown.

There was no map used either, and Colin didn't even know where he was.

Occasionally falling, occasionally climbing, even occasionally getting injured and fainting, waking up and continuing the pilgrimage, he arrived in front of the second pendant bell.

When Colin returned after blowing the second bell, Ymir gave him the warmest hospitality.

Colin regained his confidence because of Ymir's whistle and volunteered to serve Ymir.

But Colin still hadn't seen Two Fingers.

When asked about Ymir, Ymir only said that there was a third bell.

But when asked where the third bell was, Ymir was evasive and vague.

Colin believed him, Ymir helped him, and he was willing to wait a little longer.

Until he heard the conversation between Ymir, Wuming and others.

"What did you say?" Colin walked over quickly and grabbed Ymir's collar, "You said that the two-finger master's hair and guidance have been destroyed?!"

Wuming looked at Colin:

"Well, you're holding my collar."

The collar of the armor that Wuming had just reshaped was deformed by Colin.

When Colin heard Wuming's voice, he took a step back in fear.

He was not afraid of Wuming, but he discovered that he could not find where Ymir was.

If there was guidance, he could have captured Ymir without any hindrance.

Ymir looked at Colin sadly:

"I know it will be hard for you to accept. And it's not okay for a blind person like you to face that bad and ugly guy."

"Impossible, how is it possible..." Kelin knelt on the ground, "How could two fingers be damaged... How could what Baizhi said be true..."

Wuming frowned at Colin and asked Ymir:
"what happened?"

Ymir said: "If you want to meet the Mother of Finger, you need some prerequisites. Colin helped me complete it. I am very grateful to him, but that is not an existence he can face. I need a strong man."

Ymir pointed at Wuming: "You."

Wuming scratched his head: "This mother of fingers is the source of all confusion, right?"

Ymir nodded: "Without a mother's guidance, the child will only go astray."

"Okay, I'll go check it out." Wuming said, "Where is the Mother of Finger?"

"It's right here." Ymir smiled, "That's why I brought you here."

Ymir said, "It's right under my seat. Open the mechanism and you can get through."

Wuming nodded: "I know this well. You all like to hide things in the church's ossuary."

Ymir smiled, turned around, and prepared to open the mechanism for Wuming and the others.

Ymir was stunned.

The seat behind him was slowly moving back, revealing a hole.

Colin stood in front of the cave entrance, holding only the necklace in his hand, and jumped down.

Colin felt like he was falling off a cliff, just like his mood.

Below Ymir's seat was a very long ladder, like a cliff.

If Colin jumped, his brain would burst.

"Lord Two Fingers, great golden tree, please bless me." Colin clasped his hands together in mid-air.

The necklace that was tightly held in her hand was thrown out as she clasped her hands together, and the necklace hooked on the protrusion on the ladder.

Colin clasped his hands together so tightly that his hands were not even pulled apart immediately. Instead, they hung on the ladder, with a streak of blood slashing from his palms.

His body swayed and he fell off the ladder again.

But with the previous cushion, he did not turn into a pool of meat on the spot, but only broke his legs.

Colin ignored the pain and climbed in one direction.

He believed that as long as his guidance was correct, he would be able to find the audience he was promised.

Like a child longing to return to the mother's womb.

He wanted to gain wisdom from his mother, know the true meaning of the Golden Rule, and know how to save the burning golden tree in his dream.

With blood spurting from his mouth, he crawled towards the promised land in his heart with a smile.

When Wuming slowly slid down the ladder, he saw Colin.

Below the ladder is a narrow corridor.

There are towering finger-shaped rocks along the corridor, and at the end is a hanging bell.

Colin fell halfway, with three steel claws sticking out of his body.

Next to Colin was a warrior wearing dark armor with fingerprint patterns carved on the surface of the armor.

The armor is completely black, and from the bumps on the armor you can tell that this is a female warrior.

The female warrior held a hole necklace in her hand.

The female warrior handed the hole necklace to Wuming.

Wuming took the necklace, didn't rush to blow the whistle, and squatted down to check on Colin's condition.

Colin lost his breath with a longing smile on his face.

"This is a precious prophet. You are wasting it." Wuming sighed and handed the body to the female warrior. "Take it up and place it properly."

Wuming whistled, looked at Colin who died in fanaticism, and thought of the ignorance and contradictions of the Golden Tree Age mentioned by Ymir.

He sighed and walked towards the bell with determination.

I blew the whistle properly, but nothing happened.

Wuming felt a little strange and turned around to look.

After turning around, he saw another space, as if he was at the bottom of the sea, with strange huge pipes like chimneys above his head.

There seemed to be the sea surface under my feet, and fingers were sticking out of the sea everywhere.

Wuming looked back in surprise and found that the pendant clock and underground space in front of him had disappeared.

He had arrived very smoothly on a strange sea surface.

In the distance, an indescribable creature was lying quietly on the sea.

The creature looked a bit like a scorpion, except that the scorpion's tail was made up of two spiral fingers, forming a pincer-like structure.

And the head looks like a thumb.

The feet of the body are made up entirely of fingers, which are densely packed, even denser than a scorpion's feet.

The two claws are located on the two hands.

Looking around, there were no other living creatures around, so that should be Metier.

Wuming walked towards Metier and felt a strange whistling sound all around him, making the environment even quieter.

As Wuming approached, Finger, the head of Mother Finger, suddenly turned towards him.

Immediately afterwards, a laser with a little pink color shot towards Wuming from the middle of the head.

Wuming saw the other party's eyes flashing and subconsciously dodged, avoiding the laser.

He stopped walking slowly and approached the finger-mother quickly.

And seeing Wuming approaching, Zhimu's reaction became even more intense.

The strange body leaped high, spun, and spiraled towards Wuming.

Wuming raised his shield, ready to test the opponent's strength first.

Wuming felt very heavy and the impact was huge.

But... it's not as heavy as I imagined.

Wuming took down his shield and saw a dozen fingers made up of feet slapping at his side, shaking and fiddling around randomly, forcing Wuming back.

Wuming retreated, avoiding the attack from Zhimu's toes, and saw Zhimu's thumb smashing down from above his head.

At the moment of smashing it down, Wuming clearly saw a small eye in the center of the fingerprint on the tip of his thumb.

Wuming rubbed the water surface with his foot to dodge the hammer.

Then the thumb that had fallen into the water was pulled out, pink energy lit up from the sea surface, and a huge finger-like claw mark flew out from the sea surface, knocking Wuming away.

Wuming was in mid-air and discovered that on the front of Zhimu's great chest, there was a cluster of bright red cracks covered with fingers.

Finger Mother grabbed her chest with both hands, tearing the bright red crack even bigger. Several finger worms were born and rushed over when they saw Wuming.

Wuming accepted these attacks and understood for sure that the Mother of Finger was not strong.

He's not even as difficult as the two fingers before.

The attack wasn't very accurate, the force wasn't particularly great, and the pink energy wasn't particularly strong either.

"Is that all?" Wuming wondered.

The Finger Mother mentioned by Ymir was simply the embodiment of the evil of the world, and Wuming was fully prepared. However, the Finger Mother he actually faced seemed to have no fighting power at all, let alone the will to fight.

Wuming did not attack the finger worm, but continued to keep his distance and observe the body of the finger mother.

Wuming discovered something was wrong.

The two fingers at the end of the thumb were wriggling and trembling, very much like the wriggling of the two fingers before.

Wuming read the trembling of the two fingers and felt sadness and panic in them.

Wuming continued to observe and read the frequency of his fingertips and found nothing else.

It’s not that he only saw these, but this Mother of Finger only expressed emotions throughout the whole process and had almost no thoughts.

Gave him a familiar feeling.

This is very much like the feeling of a full moon going crazy.

In order to verify his idea, Wuming made a tentative attack. He first attacked the finger bugs and observed the reactions of the finger mothers.

The mother finger did not respond at all.

He seemed to care nothing about the children he had given birth to, and his tail was still trembling.

Wuming rushed forward and hit Zhimu's whole body continuously, using both his fists and sword.

Zhimu's movements were clumsy and he was soon beaten all over.

There was finally a change in the little finger of the thumb—it was vibrating faster.

The sadness and panic that Wuming read out became more intense, but there was nothing else.

Just as he was thinking this, Wuming suddenly felt a shudder all over his body.

Wuming immediately distanced himself.

A black hole appeared between the thumb and the pinky finger.

As the black hole appeared, Zhimu rose into the air, and the majestic pink and purple power was exerted, making it impossible for Wuming to get close.

Wuming didn't want to get close either. He stared at the black hole on his thumb and little finger.

The black hole quickly shrank and turned into a sphere like an eye.

Like a golden rune.

But looking at the ball that looked like a golden rune, Wuming did not have any appetite.

He had a vague feeling that if he swallowed the golden rune, he would die of bloating.

The strong sense of crisis made Wuming take a few steps back.

Just as it moved away, the golden rune expanded again into a black hole, as big as the mother's body.

Two thick jets spurted out from the black sphere towards each other, and the jets surrounded the black sphere as it rotated.

Huge jets spread along the ocean surface, destroying everything in their path.

Wuming was hit hard by the jet, and even though he moved away, he was unable to dodge it.

Wuming felt as if his body was being torn apart and thrown out.

When Wuming got up, he smiled.

After being hit by this huge beam of light, he was finally sure that the Finger Mother had no intention of hitting him at all.

The force that could make him feel so threatened could not have only this kind of power when it hit him.

Moreover, after experiencing the jet personally, he felt that there was a special frequency in the jet.

Similar to the two-finger language.

Even the meaning expressed is still the same as that expressed by the trembling of the little finger before - sadness and panic.

It's just reached its peak

The huge jet just now was not attacking Wuming at all. Most of the energy was used to transmit information. It was equivalent to a shout.

Just a shout contained enough power to kill Wuming instantly.

The Mother of Fingers does indeed possess great power befitting of His person.

Wuming looked at Zhimu and smiled.

It is not the excited smile when facing a strong enemy, nor is it the sober smile when escaping death.

Wuming couldn't help laughing.

He sheathed his weapon and raised his hands to the Mother Finger.

Finger Mother couldn't understand the surrender gesture, and probably wouldn't accept it. Wuming could feel that there was another extremely strong force gathering in Finger Mother's eyes, ready to go, ready to blast out at any time.

That should be another laser.

Fortunately, Wuming did not surrender.

He raised his hands high, shaking and swaying them at an extremely fast speed, as if there was a Senex next to the sea surface discharging electricity into the water.

Seeing Wuming's strange action, Zhimu actually stopped attacking.

The little finger of the thumb began to move again, trembling and swaying, and Wuming saw it.

Wuming relied on the language of two fingers that he had just learned to understand what the finger mother said:

"Were you calling my mother?"

Wuming trembled his hands, as if he was holding two fingers:
"Yes."

The mother pointed out the response: "You just made at least three grammatical errors in your mother."

Wuming smiled: "What about you? Why are you, the mother of the finger, hiding here looking for your mother? Have you been abandoned too?"

When Finger Mother received Wuming's message, her body trembled and all the fingers on her body began to move, conveying a sad emotion.

"Sure enough." Wuming murmured.

Except for the other thoughts and actions that the Mother is expressing now, all her previous actions were just expressions of sadness and panic - and very obvious actions to express this sadness and panic.

Did it want him to see this emotion so that he wouldn't attack? Not likely.

With the previous experience of the two fingers, and the endless number of abandoned babies that appeared after arriving in the Shadow Land, Wuming immediately thought of -

Finger Mother was also abandoned.

"It's a nesting doll, right?" Wuming said to Zhimu, "You were abandoned, and then you abandoned Zhitou, and Zhitou instigated Marika to abandon the child. Why? Why do you have to repeat the nesting doll like this?"

In order to express his excitement, Wuming twisted his body very hard, twisting it with his entire body, just like a soul garden eel that can be seen everywhere in Shadow Land.

When Mother Finger saw Wuming's accusation, she looked very confused:

"I don't know anything about Malika."

"You don't know?" Wuming raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you instigate your child to turn the border area upside down?"

"I communicate with my children in order to convey my father's command." The mother raised her little finger to show the ball on the spot, "Use this small universe."

The little finger of the thumb shrinks back:
“But I was abandoned by my father.”

"Your father is a piece of shit." Wuming said, "What's his name?"

"You seem to call him the Supreme Will." Finger Mother responded.

Wuming was silent for a moment: "Your father may have some difficulties. After all, which parent wants to abandon his child?"

There was no response from the mother finger, only sadness was conveyed.

Wuming said: "So, you don't know what's going on outside?"

"What's the matter?" asked the mother.

Zhimu said she didn't know, but Wuming believed it.

It was simply because, during the entire battle, this strange creature showed neither care for the child nor for herself, she was wholeheartedly contacting others.

"Are you in contact with the Supreme Will?" Wuming asked.

Finger Mother nodded: "I have been contacting him."

"Apart from contacting him, did you do anything else?" Wuming asked.

"It is my mission to convey my father's orders." Mother Finger was puzzled, "Why do I have to do something else?"

Mission, mission again.

Wuming understood that Ymir said the source of destruction was the Mother, but in his opinion, it was the Supreme Will and had nothing to do with humans.

As for whether there is another mother above the Supreme Will, no one knows.

Wuming has no interest in killing this Finger Mother anymore.

"It seems that the Supreme Will has nothing to do with human affairs." Wuming said, "I wrongly blame you."

"Don't blame your father," said Mother Finger, "It's because I'm ruined that your father abandoned me."

"Is it damaged?" Wuming looked at the Finger Mother, Metier. Because it was too different from other creatures he knew, he couldn't tell which ones were wounds and which ones were just the way it was.

"Then do you know Ymir?" Wuming asked Zhimu, describing Ymir's characteristics.

"It seems he came here before." Mother Finger said, "He wanted to hurt me, but I beat him away."

"So he wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife." Wuming said, "Could it be that you were destroyed by him?"

"No, it happened a long time ago." Finger Mother said, "A group of people took a knife and cut off my finger."

Wuming muttered to himself:

"What Patch said was true, but the old man lied to me and said it was made up..."

Wuming moved his body to the mother finger: "It's okay, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving now, sorry for disturbing you while you're having a baby and missing home."

Wuming wanted to find an excuse to slip away. After all, he had inflicted so many wounds on Zhimu's body, and he felt really bad about it.

Just when he was about to find an excuse to slip away, the small universe on his thumb and little finger expanded again, and the majestic power reappeared.

"No way? I don't want to fight with you." Wuming said, looking back.

But he found that this time the black hole was no longer hanging above the finger mother, and there was no terrifying jet.

It was a pure black hole, absorbing the nearby seawater and power, as well as the Finger Mother itself.

The finger disappeared into the black hole in an instant.

Wuming saw that at the moment when the thumb disappeared, the vibration of her little finger changed, becoming more concise and intuitive. It was the simplest and most primitive emotion - happiness, or ecstasy.

"Hey, this is..." Wuming didn't understand for a moment, his eyes blurred, and he returned to the finger ruins.

Wuming still didn't quite understand what had happened. It seemed like a dream. He didn't even know how much time had passed.

Wuming climbed up the ladder and found that other people were there, all looking at him. This made him feel that what had just happened was real.

Only Ymir looked strange. The dark circles under his eyes became more serious. His elegant and calm smile disappeared. When he saw Wuming, he rushed over and grabbed him:
"What have you done? What have you done!"

"Ah?" Wuming was at a loss, "I didn't do anything?"

“How did you let the Finger Mother escape?” Ymir yelled, “You should have killed her!”

"Stop it." Wuming pushed his hand away. "I've already told you. It's not their fault at all. If you want to kill someone with someone else's knife, just say so. I don't like dishonest people."

Ymir was pushed away, hugged her chest, and laughed strangely.

The robe on his body, which was fatter than his body, suddenly bulged up, and then the robe was torn, revealing the inside.

Under Ymir's robe were densely packed fingers that looked like maggots.

Ymir's robe opened, revealing her bloody chest, and she groaned in pain.

Then a multi-armed worm forcibly emerged from Ymir's chest.

"That's fine." Ymir's lips turned pale. "Since she ran away, I am the only mother left. I will not give birth to a real, new mother who will be destroyed! I will be the real mother - the only mother!"

Ymir opened her eyes wide:
"The world should be reshuffled, starting with my children. Correct the mistakes of this world! We were born from mistakes, this is original sin!"

The finger bug under his feet pounced on Wuming.

Wuming picked up the fingerworm with one hand, pressed it on Ymir's face, and slammed him into the stone pillar next to him, saying helplessly:
"Have you ever thought that you yourself were born from a mistake, so how can a mother like you be the right mother?"

Ymir disappeared, emerging from the smoke and appearing in the distance, staring at Wuming with dark circles under her eyes:

"Are you trying to say that we will always carry original sin with us? We will never be able to be free from it?"

"I don't understand original sin." Wuming tilted his head, "But even if I carry original sin, so what? I'll just keep going. Who doesn't lose money in business? Although I want to make money, in fact, I will lose a lot of money sometimes, and make a lot of money sometimes. I may go bankrupt, or I may become rich, but I will not disband the caravan on the spot because of a loss, and set up a new caravan that is completely different from the previous one - even if I was born with sins and imperfections, as long as I try my best to pursue perfection, it will be fine."

The black hole on Ymir's crown trembled, and he took out another staff, which was very similar to the end of the thumb stick, and also had a ball hanging on it, but the ball was very ordinary and did not surprise Wuming at all.

"You have no idea how great the sins we have committed..." Ymir said, and was about to launch an attack.

But before he could finish his words, the Twin Moon Knight Lailana rushed in front of him, unsheathed the flaming fingertips in her hands, and the flames were like a whirlwind, burning the fingerworms and Ymir.

Ymir wanted to teleport, but was swung out by Lailana with the pyroxene sword in her left hand and nailed to the wall of the cathedral.

Lailana said to Wuming: "I'm sorry, Ymir has caused you trouble."

The weak and frantic Ymir could not withstand this attack, and her eyes dimmed immediately:
"... Yuri, I'm sorry... I really want to be your mother..."

"Who is Yuli?" Wuming was curious.

Roger replied, "A finger-worm."

Wuming became even more curious: "How do you know? Because you are all from Kalia?"

Roger was a little embarrassed and covered his face:
"Because Feiya just took advantage of you going downstairs to dig up someone's grave."

Roger pointed to the side and found that there was indeed a cemetery next to the church.

On the tombstone, there is a line of words engraved:

"My dear child, the late Yuri."

Wuming still doesn't quite understand:

"Did he have a child named Yuli who died, so he took the finger worm as Yuli, or did he really name it Yuli after the finger worm?"

"I don't know about that either." Roger shrugged, "But if the child died, he should have studied the secret art of birth like Lady Lenara did."

"The people in Kalia are so weird." Wuming commented, touching his face.

"I'm from Kalia, too," Roger said. "I think I'm pretty normal."

"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's okay, let's go home." Wuming returned to the church, greeted others, and prepared to return to the junction.

"The finger is gone, and the thumb is gone too. The Shadow Land should be fine. Let's go." Wuming said.

Everyone finally felt relieved and followed the church directly back to Shadow City from the side door of Shadow City to reunite with Patch and others.

Michaela Mongot and others were responsible for opening the seal, and Wuming talked to Patch about the previous fight against the Finger.

"This place really is a garbage dump orphanage," Wuming said, "Even the mother fingers are abandoned babies. It's so tragic and repetitive that I'm going to die."

After listening to Wuming's story, Patch frowned and said seriously:

"You said, Mother Finger ran away?"

"Yeah, he ran away. What happened?"

"How did you run away?"

"A black hole pulled her away." Wuming said.

"Did she have this ability before?" Patch asked.

"No?" Wuming said, "And I think she's very happy. She should be going home. If she could go home by herself, why would she wait until now?"

"Oh no, oh no, oh no." Patch crawled back and forth on the ground, unable to stop himself.

"What's wrong?" Wuming was curious.

Even at the God's Gate before, Wuming had never seen Patch act so anxiously.

"Didn't you also say that Mother Finger doesn't have the ability to run away on her own? She has been contacting the Supreme Will, asking her father to pick her up, and now she's gone." Patch said, "What does that mean?"

Patch was so anxious that he was spinning around: "It means that the Supreme Will is still paying attention to this land. He is coming!"

"Ah?" Wuming couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

After witnessing the energy of the small universe in the Finger Mother, Wuming knew that the Supreme Will was indeed supreme.

Now, no one knows the Supreme Will's position. If the Supreme Will agrees with you, everyone is happy. If it ignores you, then everything is fine. If it opposes you, then you are gone.

"But I spared his daughter." Wuming said, "I think the Supreme Will will not make things difficult for us."

"It's hard to say." Patch said with a bitter face.

He remembered something and asked Wuming:
"That finger-tip, was it pulled away immediately after using the jet, or was it pulled away after a while? How long was the interval in between?"

Wuming thought: "It must have been quite a while. We talked for a long time before she was dragged away."

Patch relaxed a little:
"That's fine, that's fine."

Nameless Pat Pat Pat Baldhead:

"Let's get out of here first."

Having said that, he went to find Michaela Mongot and prepared to return to the border.

But when I walked out, I found that Mongette and Michaela also had serious expressions.

"What's the matter now?" Wuming asked.

"The talisman is still useless." said Michaela.

"Haven't we already dealt with the two fingers?" Wuming said, "There should be no interference now."

“But it didn’t work,” Michaela said. “Maybe there’s something wrong at the border.”

"Then let Monger send it off." Wuming said.

"Munger is looking for the blood pool," said Mongert, "but he hasn't found it yet."

"How is that possible?" Wuming said in disbelief, "Wasn't there a blood pool when we got here?"

"I tore it down." Mongert pinched his brows, "I thought we were ready to open the main gate through official channels, and it would not be good to leave a Blood Dynasty portal in the royal city, so I tore it down."

Wuming was stunned: "Is there no blood pool somewhere else?"

"We're still looking." Mungert said, "It's not easy to find a blood pool that people can travel through. The old site of the Blood Dynasty has been destroyed. Mungert made a desperate move this time, and brought all the elite troops to the Shadow Land. There are not many people from the Blood Dynasty at the border, and there are not enough blood pools."

Michaela said, "And thanks to you, the border is peaceful now. It's hard to cause a pool of blood and so many casualties."

Seeing Wuming seemed a little disappointed, Michaela added:
"But don't worry, there will definitely be one. Just wait for Monger to find it."

"But I'm a little anxious." Wuming held his chin up, "Patch is anxious too."

"Actually, there is another way," said Michaela.

"What method?" Wuming asked.

"It would be great if I could become a god." Michaela pointed at herself. "If I become a god, I can directly remove the curtain seal set by my mother and return the Shadow Land to the Borderland."

"No!" Mongert was the first to object.

He stared at Michaela:
"I opposed you coming in before because I was afraid that you would use the God's Gate here to become a god."

Mikaela held up two fingers:
"First, Brother Mongget, things are different now. The Rune of Death has been completely liberated. In other words, the Golden Law has been completely broken. A new era has arrived. Second, becoming a god will not be affected. Look, before, even the God King Mongget was defeated by Brother Wuming."

Michaela pointed at Wuming and whispered to him:
"In other words, God is no longer supreme, so why not let me become a god? I am grown up and mature now. I can be a good god and will not compete with my mother."

Mongget hesitated:
"Isn't it too sudden and too early to let the Horned Man meet the Borderland now?"

"It was too sudden," Michaela said, "but now, we are not so calm."

"You can wait for Monger." Monget said.

Michaela shook her head. “I mean, you have to be prepared for some things. If the talisman doesn’t work, it might be the two fingers of the round table that are interfering.”

"That two-fingered man was a hero of the Golden Dynasty," said Mongert.

Mikaela said, "But you still remember what Ymir said. Although it was crazy, we have to admit that he was right about the finger."

Michaela grabbed Mungert's shoulders, like a mirror image:
“We have to make a change.”

Mongget was somewhat powerless:
"I can't stop you from doing anything you want to do, right? But the Gate of God requires sacrifices, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about that, we have it ready," said Michaela.

"off the shelf?"

"Melting mud."

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A few days later, Michaela stood in front of the Gate of God.

He didn't need too much melted mud, just enough to cover the entire Gate of God.

Wuming was also pulled over by Michaela as an anchor for his return.

"Why does it have to be me?" Wuming said, "I think Monger is pretty good, with horns all over his body, he is very suitable to bring back the spirit for you."

“Only a true king can lead me back.” Michaela insisted, “You must be the only one who can lead me back, Brother Wuming.”

"Oh, I see." Wuming looked suspicious.

"Trust my judgment," Michaela said, "Only a true king can lead God back."

"I see." Wuming touched his chin, "Okay, then I'll try it."

Michaela's eyes and eyebrows were smiling like a crescent moon, and she jumped into the Gate of God.

The whole process was also very smooth.

Michaela soon returned from the Gate of God as a god, with the holy light on her body even stronger.

Even the wrinkles on his body were smoothed out, and he turned into a boy who was slightly more handsome than the previous illusion image.

The grown-up Mikaela was already infinitely close to being a god. The Gate of God was just to make up for the last shortcoming.

In fact, Michaela can even return from the Gate of God on her own without the King.

He didn't even tell Mungette Wuming and the others that if he exerted his full strength, even if he didn't become a god, he could still pull the Shadow Land back to the border.

But it can save effort, and with a little trick, she can help Wuming become her own king, so why not do it? Michaela decided to go to the Gate of God after all.

Michaela seemed to be in a hurry to get out. She didn't even stay in the God's Gate for long and came out quickly.

Michaela walked out of the Gate of God, jumped onto Wuming, and rubbed her face against his back:
"Thank you for taking me back, my king."

Mongget stood outside the door and commented:

"I think when he said he wanted to become a god, he actually just wanted Wuming to become a king."

"I think so too." Monger nodded beside him.

"What's so good about being a king?" Wuming said, "It's better to be a businessman."

"Huh, as a king, I have to agree with your point of view." said Monger.

Although Mongget was reluctant to say such words that would destroy his prestige, he had to admit that if Wuming wanted to be king, he would be a great threat. He alone might be enough to provoke another turmoil on the scale of the Shattered War.

Mongget also smiled and looked at Wuming beside him: "Fortunately, you have no intention of becoming king."

Michaela stared at Wuming, who was chatting and laughing with Monggot Mong at the door outside the Gate of God, with her golden eyes wide open.

He lowered his head and looked at Wuming beneath him again.

Wuming, who was held in his arms, melted away and turned into a shy girl with a blindfold, a black skirt, gray hair and bare feet, standing tall and graceful.

This is exactly the image that Ashimi usually shows to others.

"Lord Michaela, please give me your guidance in the future." Ashimi blushed.

Michaela jumped off Ashmi and was dumbfounded: "How is this possible? Only a king can guide God..."

Wuming shouted to Ashmi at the door:
"Not bad, Ashimi. You finally have what it takes to be a king."

After hearing this, Ashimi raised his head proudly:

"Of course, I've said it before, we, the teardrop clones, will one day become kings!"

Wuming was sincerely happy for the old employee who once shone in the Shadow Land, and celebrated with her: "Ashimi, Ashimi, when will you become a king?"

Ashimi couldn't help but smile smugly:

"I don't know. What do you think?"

"Today, today!" Wuming cheered for Ashimi.

Wuming lifted Ashmi up and threw him while calling out.

Michaela fell to the side and pointed at herself:

"what about me?"

"You have become a god, haven't you?" Mongert walked up to him and glanced at him. "It's your turn to get busy, the new god, Master Michaela."

Michaela was in tears:
"Didn't you say give it a try?"

"Yes, I will try." Wuming said, "I just want to try, am I the only one who can lead you back? It seems that even someone as smart as you can make mistakes in judgment sometimes."

Wuming has some emotion:

"When she turned into my appearance, she burned herself to death. Now that she can turn into a furnace golem, she can finally change into my appearance for a long time."

Wuming wiped away tears, very moved:

“Everyone has grown up, that’s great.”

Michaela turned her face up, raised her arms, and vented all her resentment toward the curtain of the dome.

He raised his hand as if pulling the curtain of the sky, then grasped it, lifted it up, pulled it, and tore it.

The seal that had obscured the sky of the Land of Shadows for thousands of years, separating light and shadow, finally disappeared today.

At the border, between the six divine towers.

In the vast ocean, a continent gradually emerged.

Wuming immediately sensed this change and was very happy, raising his hands high:

"Borderland, we're back!"

(End of this chapter)