The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 492 The Choice of Becoming a King
When Wuming returned to the caravan, he was lectured by Patch again.

"You have to be sensitive to the current situation," Patch said, "Don't be so stupid as to not show up for the appointment."

"I didn't promise anyone, so there's no problem." Wuming didn't care.

"The mere information that you are heading to Kalia is enough to alert other forces," Patch said.

"Why is everyone so nervous?" Wuming said, "Lenarra seems to be anxious too."

"Of course you're anxious. Don't you know what you've done?" Patch said.

"What did I do?"

Patch said: "The Death Rune has been released, and all obstacles to the Golden Tree have been cleared. Do you know what is on the other side of the Golden Tree?"

"Malika." Wuming answered.

"There is a magic circle, and the one who meets the magic circle is the new King of Elden." Patch said, "Rodel is next to the door, and Kalia now has a stronger power and will not submit to Rodel's rule. Nimgefu already has a king and has the Gate of God, so he can establish a new god at any time."

Patch said: "There is also the Blood Dynasty, with all the gods and kings still there. Although it is still small in scale, its strength is quite impressive."

Wuming said: "I thought that after the return of the Shadow Land and the end of the Holy War, there would be peace."

"It's impossible as long as there are conflicts of interest," Patch said. "A king needs to bear the interests of others and cannot give in. Look, Reinara is willing to marry you in order to win you over. Nefeli, that little girl, also wants to win you over. The forces managed by these two queens are growing stronger day by day."

"So, the Golden Tree is not in good shape." Wuming touched his chin.

"Yes, Rodel is now facing a situation similar to the beginning of the Shattered War - he has the Ring and the Golden Tree, but his strength is -"

Wuming smiled and said, "After all, Lao Lu loves his wife very much, it's impossible for him to marry me."

Patch choked for several seconds, not knowing how to respond. After thinking for a long time, he finally said:
"Marriage is not the only way to form an alliance."

"Oh, that's it." Wuming nodded.

Patch said helplessly: "Anyway, be careful. We are a neutral force. As long as you don't take sides, they won't make things difficult for you. All forces want to win you over. As long as they still want to, we have room to survive in the cracks."

"I don't have a position anyway." Wuming said, "Just be yourself."

"It's not that I can't. As long as you don't have a stance, I'll clean up the details for you," said Patch.

"But if he had met the Circle of Fa, he would be the new King of Elden." Wuming said, "Lao Lu should have gone to meet him a long time ago. Why is there still no news of King Elden ascending the throne? If it ends early, other forces will stop thinking about it."

"I don't know about that," Patch said. "Maybe he feels that he is not convinced enough."

Serei appeared beside the two of them and interrupted them:
"Regarding this matter, I have some news that may make you unhappy."

Serei said, "I observed that the entrance to the spiral tree was blocked by a two-finger seal."

"Two fingers again?" Patch frowned. "Which two fingers are causing trouble again? What's the purpose?"

"Perhaps to let Nameless pass." Cerri said, "The bad news is actually: the people of the Two-Finger Church are running around telling people that the Two-Finger Order has been heard from the Round Table Hall, and the new King of Elden, the Nameless Merchant, has been chosen."

"Huh?" Wuming and Patch were both surprised.

Patch looked at Wuming: "Did you make any deal with Two Fingers?"

"No." Wuming was bewildered, "What does it have to do with me? I'm not familiar with Shuangzhi."

"That's killing someone with a borrowed knife," Patch said. "You are the only one who doesn't want to be king, but you are blocking the way for everyone else to become king. The next step should be a siege. Just like the siege of the Royal City and the siege of Latarn."

"The Round Table is messing with us?" Wuming said, "They would rather seal the door to the audience with the Ring of Law than messing with us. What's the purpose?"

Wuming fell into deep thought: "Is the old Round Table finally going to take action against our New Round Table?"

"You still remember the New Round Table?" Patch was speechless. "Let's communicate with other bigwigs first and clarify the misunderstanding."

Wuming followed suit and prepared to explain to Rodel first. Ge Fulei finally got to find his wife, and now that he encountered the seal, he probably had to comfort her.

Serui helped to contact Gefulei. Gefulei's tall and strong golden figure stood in front of Wuming with a stern face, which was very oppressive.

"Lao Lu." Wuming greeted, brewing his words, thinking about how to say it.

"You kid, come to Rodel." Ge Fulei was the first to say this.

Wuming asked, "What's the matter?"

Ge Fulei said with a straight face:

"Just come on."

Having said that, he cut off the communication.

Wuming was a little confused and looked at Patch.

"It must be a Hongmen Banquet." Patch said firmly, "It must be that they want to trick you over and find a way to get rid of you."

"Lao Lu is not that kind of person." Wuming said, "I'll go over there."

"Bring more people with you," said Patch.

"It's useless to bring more people on their territory." Wuming said, "I'll take Ashmi with me. She's more hidden."

After letting Ashmi attach to the armor, Wuming went through the portal to the appointment, arrived in front of the Dekedas elevator, and rode the golden carriage along the avenue to the royal city of Rodel. To be more precise, the old site of Rodel.

Roger and Tibia's calling ship is supervising here. The dead-born labor group created by Fia has begun to show results. A large number of skeletons are in full swing, and a large amount of stone is being moved to the vicinity of Rodel.

With the help of these dead-borns, I'm afraid that within ten years, a new Rodel will be able to emerge.

The Deadborn and the laborers first gathered at the foot of the golden tree and built a long ladder.

The long ladder meanders along the spiral trunk of the golden tree, with several supporting platforms built on it. It continues upwards and is far away from the entrance to the golden tree and the crack that leads into the interior.

It seems that Rodel did not plan to build the city wall to defend against the enemy first, but planned to repair the former court first to facilitate access to the golden tree.

Ge Fulei met Wuming in the arena. When they met, Ge Fulei still had a stern face and was in a bad mood.

"I'm innocent." Wuming raised his hands in surrender when he saw me, "Two fingers are trying to trick me."

"What two fingers?" asked Graveley.

Wuming was stunned: "Didn't you call me here because you sealed the way to the Golden Tree with your two fingers and appointed me as the King of Elden?"

Ge Fulei shook his head: "Becoming a king is not determined by someone's appointment, but is earned through fighting. Two Fingers identified many kings in the beginning, and each of them had a king, but in the end, I was still the king."

"You're not going to hit me, are you?" Wuming said.

"That's exactly what I meant," said Graveley.

Wuming looked at the arena in front of him with a bitter face:
"Are you deliberately not wanting to finish building the royal city and not wanting to see your wife?"

"I'm not hitting you because of the seal." Ge Fulei said, "I'm just upset with you."

"Why are you upset with me?" Wuming said, "I am a good citizen! There is nothing wrong with my business!"

"What did you say to me when we first met?" Ge Fulei asked back.

"Five hundred for a dung beetle?" Wuming guessed, "Don't test the memory of a zombie."

"You promised me that if you continued your path, powerful warriors would emerge." Ge Fulei said, "After playing around in Shadow City, my fists are getting itchy, but where are the people you promised?"

Ge Fulei was very dissatisfied, and slapped the air with his big hands like a palm leaf fan: "Where? Where? Aren't they still you, Latan and the others?"

Wuming was somewhat embarrassed:

"You can wait a few more decades. It's not easy to find a warrior who can fight you."

Ge Fulei looked at Wuming:

"But I see that you have made a lot of money with this excuse, and your life is getting more and more carefree."

"No way, I didn't even have a few bites of hot food when I came back, Serui 'optimized' everything." Wuming said, "Now I have nothing to do."

"Why don't you fight me a few more times until the other fighters come out?"

"I won't do anything that would waste my money." Wuming shook his head like a rattle. "If you really want to find an opponent, I'll find one for you."

"Oh? Really?" Ge Fulei's eyes lit up.

"Wait a minute, I'll call someone." Wuming said.

After a few hours, a naked warrior stood in front of Ge Fulei.

"Senior, long time no see!" Tuofu greeted Wuming.

"Why are you naked again?" Wuming said.

"I don't know. I came here through the portal, but it seems that the clothes didn't come over." Tu Fu felt aggrieved.

"That's right." Wuming said, "I heard that some portals kill people on the spot and then create an identical person on the other side, so sometimes there will be mistakes and the clothes will not be copied."

The husband was scared to death: "Huh?!"

Ge Fulei folded his hands and observed his husband.

Seeing Tu Fu's rather muscular figure, Ge Fulei nodded, and when he saw the dim light in his eyes, he became more and more approving.

"Faded, not bad." Ge Fulei said, "How strong is it? Tell me in battle."

Tu Fu was a little scared when he saw Ge Fulei's burly figure. He looked at Wuming:

"Do I really have to fight the War King?"

"Didn't I tell you clearly?" Wuming said, "I didn't trick you into coming here. You came here voluntarily."

Wuming contacted Tuifu, told him the situation and asked him if he was willing to come. Tuifu agreed very readily.

Tu Fu looked at Ge Fulei's tall figure and smiled reluctantly: "Although I know it, it is still very scary to actually face it."

"Are you scared?" Wuming smiled. "If you are scared, you can also change people. I have a backup plan."

Tu Fu shook his head: "No, there will always be a war, it is unavoidable. Lani and my mother-in-law always told me that sooner or later we will have to fight King Gefulei. If that's the case, we might as well fight now."

Tuofu stood on the ground with his two feet, looking up at Ge Fulei, as if he was looking at the mountain he wanted to conquer: "Come on."

Ge Fulei looked at Tu Fu's expression, smiled appreciatively, and said:
"Whatever armor and weapons you need, just pick them. I have everything here."

"It's okay. I can use anything." Tufu said, "Teacher Bernal taught me that I shouldn't be obsessed with equipment. Only by learning combat skills can I become truly strong."

"Oh? Bernard came to your place? Are you his student?" Ge Fulei became more and more happy.

Tufu nodded: "Teacher Bernal taught me a lot. He also told me about his two previous disastrous defeats against you."

Tuofu picked up a spear from the arena, weighed it in his hand, and swung it, pointing it directly at Ge Fulei:
"Teacher Bernal has thought a lot about how to deal with you. As a result, I am familiar with your moves and have practiced them a lot. Please teach me."

"Not bad, not bad." Ge Fulei looked at Tu Fu's frankness, "You kid, I am happy."

Ge Fulei swung his axe and stomped his foot on the ground excitedly, causing a sound of wind and thunder in the arena, and he engaged Tu Fu in battle.

Wuming had left the battlefield early. Having fought with Ge Fulei before, he knew that even the audience seats were not safe. He stood on the wall of the arena and watched the fierce fight between the two from afar.

"If Tuofu loses, do you want to go up and try too?" Wuming asked.

"That's fine." The nameless armor spoke, "I now have the blessing of Master Michaela. I am not just an ordinary king, but a king with God."

Wuming smiled: "You don't want to meet the Circle of Law and become the King of Elden, do you?"

"That is the reason why I was born after all," said Ashmi. "I carry the hope of the Eternal City. I am destined to become the king and make the Eternal City prosperous again."

Wuming recalled those who wanted to become king and counted them on his fingers, but he couldn't count them on one hand.

The battle between Tuofu and Gefulei lasted for a long time. Unlike the fierce battle with Wuming, Tuofu was better at taking advantage of his own strengths. He often dodged Gefulei's attacks and consumed Gefulei's physical strength in a roundabout way.

The two fought for a whole day and night before they slowed down their movements a little, and it was obvious that they were tired.

Wuming was thinking whether he should stop the sale of scorpion soup or wait until they win the battle of wills before going over.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wuming saw a deep purple light shining in the distant sky.

Passing the barracks outside Rodel, Latan brought his mother Man Yue and came directly above the arena.

"Are you guys here to join in the fun?" Wuming was curious and greeted Latan in the sky, inviting him to come over.

Latan landed next to Wuming, staring at the battle on Gefulei's side in a trance, and licked his lips. Man Yue, who came down from Latan's shoulder, looked unhappy and his face was ashen.

"What's going on?" Man Yue asked Wu Ming, "Why did Tu Fu come to Rodel?"

"I asked him to come." Wuming said, "Lao Lu wanted to find someone who can fight and have some fun with him."

Man Yue's eyes widened: "So you asked him to come? And he really came?"

"Why not come?" Wuming was at a loss, "It's just a battle."

Man Yue wanted to say something, but was speechless when she heard Wu Ming's confused question.

In the arena, the battle between Ge Fulei and Tu Fu finally came to an end.

Tui Fu stabbed Ge Fulei's chest with a sword, but Ge Fulei endured the puncture wound, threw away his axe, blocked Tui Fu's retreat, grabbed Tui Fu's hands with both hands, and tore one of his hands off.

"It seems that Tuofu is still one step behind." Wuming watched and prepared to step forward.

However, the full moon was one step faster. It directly hit Ge Fulei, blocking the possibility of further pursuit.

Ge Fulei did not pursue. When he saw the full moon coming towards him, he stood still with a big laugh. He caught the full moon with his hands, plowed the ground with his feet, and was pushed out more than ten meters. He then blasted into the wall of the arena, and the full moon completely dissipated.

Wuming ran to Tufu, treated him, and sealed the wound: "We will go find Greg to reattach the limb later. Rest for the time being."

The husband didn't care about the broken hand:
"It's okay. If you die, you will grow back. King Gefulei is indeed very strong. He used all his strength but still lost."

"Next time, dress neatly and fully, the outcome may be unpredictable." Wuming encouraged Tuifu.

Man Yue stared at Tu Fu with a pair of moon-white pupils and looked down at Tu Fu with a terrifying expression, which made Tu Fu shrink back.

"Mother-in-law, why are you here?" Tu Fu shrank back in front of Man Yue.

"You ask me? I want to ask you something." Man Yue was annoyed. "What do you think of going into the enemy camp alone? Do you want Lani to be a widow?"

Tu Fu said, "My senior asked me to come here."

"He asked you to come, so you came?" Man Yue became even angrier, "He asked you to die, so you died?"

"We still have to ask why," Tuifu said, "after all, death is very painful."

Man Yue was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Wuming smiled: "It's brave to be able to be resurrected, Master Manyue, don't be too angry."

Man Yue looked at Wu Ming:
"What do you mean? Are you going to side with Rodel? Did you agree to cooperate with Kalia just to steal information?"

"This..." Wuming said, "I think you take it too seriously. It's just that Lao Lu wanted to find someone to fight, and I was just the middleman."

"Those who can fight against Ge Fulei are all kings. Kings are the pillars of a force." Man Yue said, "Do you know how much impact a force will have if it loses its king? The Horned People were defeated directly because of this."

"I think Kalia still has you." Wuming said, "So Nepheli is the backup plan. Stonewell can't live without her."

"Tufu is my daughter's king." Man Yue said, "There is only one king of God. Without Tufu, the gods will be without a king, and even an audience with the ring of law cannot change the law. What, do you want me to be the king and marry Marika?"

Wuming was speechless and turned his face away: "Oh, the scenery on the arena wall is really nice. Look at the observation deck over there, it's so beautiful. There is also garbage thrown by the audience..."

The beautiful observation deck exploded, and Ge Fulei jumped up from below and landed in front of several people. His beard was stained with blood, and his arm was crooked and seemed to be dislocated.

"It was a great pleasure, a real pleasure," said Graveley. "It was a pity that it was interrupted and the winner was not decided."

"It's already been decided." Tu Fu said, "I am no match for you."

"You can't tell who's winning until you die," said Graveley. "Don't underestimate yourself."

"See, he just wants to kill the king of Kalia." Man Yue looked at Ge Fulei warily. As a mage, when being approached by a warrior, she had to be ready to counterattack at any time.

She gestured to pack up, and Latan consciously stood in front of his mother.

Man Yue stared at Tu Fu and said:
"You should be more responsible and have some sense of duty as a king. Don't mess around next time."

The husband poked his finger and nodded in agreement.

"You're so strict, Master Manyue." Wuming sighed as he listened to Manyue's teaching voice behind Latan.

"My wife said that it's very tiring for Lenara to live," said Ge Fulei. "We rough guys just have to fight and leave the brains to the prime minister and the gods, but she doesn't have that. She has to do everything herself. She has to lead the army to fight as a king, teach as a leader of the academy, and comprehend the law."

"Are you satisfied now?" Wuming said, "I'm going to run away, or else people will gossip about me and say that I'm leaning towards a certain faction."

"Don't leave yet." Man Yue walked around Latan, "I heard that Two Fingers is going to support you to become the King of Elden?"

"I heard about it, too." Wuming said, "Shuangzhi didn't discuss this with me. He is trying to trick me."

"But there is indeed an extra seal on the crevice of the tree." Ge Fulei stroked his beard, "It seems that there is no way to remove the seal unless I kill you."

"We can also kill Shuangzhi." Wuming quickly suggested, "If Shuangzhi dies, the seal will naturally break."

Ge Fulei smiled: "You are such a traitor, I like it, where are the two fingers?"

"It should be the Round Table Hall, right?" Wuming said, "They say that the news came from them, but we can't verify it - without an invitation, I can't enter the Round Table."

"Can anyone get through?" Wuming looked around.

The husband raised his hand: "I can. Melina opened the door for me before. I can teleport through."

"This difficult task is now left to you." Wuming immediately threw the burden over and was about to pat Tufu on the shoulder, but Lena pulled Tufu over and made him take all the money.

"We can't let him go." Lenara said, "He doesn't have the destiny to use the finger knife. He can't kill the finger at all. He will only fall into the trap."

"Then let Lani go?" Wuming suggested.

"But Lani can't go because she doesn't have a pass," Tufu said. "And she has narcolepsy. It would be bad if she fell asleep."

"This is really difficult to deal with." Wuming crossed his arms and had to admit that every time Zhitou did something, he was very clever and always gave him some problems.

"Or we can decide the outcome right here." Lena glanced at Wuming, "Gather the strength of everyone present. With your current strength, you won't be able to escape."

Wuming looked at the four people present:

"Four people who have the potential to be kings are indeed difficult to fight, and it's hard to escape. But you won't do that, right? Aren't we partners? It's better for everyone to be harmonious."

"I believe you have no intention of becoming king. You should handle the matter between you and Two Fingers on your own." Reinara looked at Ge Fulei, "Why don't we decide the winner between Kalia and Rodel today?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Latan took one look at Gefulei's badly injured body and immediately understood what his mother meant.

"I didn't hear about this when I came here." Latan looked at the full moon.

"When we came here, we didn't know whether your brother-in-law was still alive." Man Yue said, "I brought you here for a decisive battle."

Wuming listened from the side, amazed at Man Yue's determination. Worried that Tu Fu would be killed, he immediately judged that even if Tu Fu died, Ge Fulei would be seriously injured, and the advantage Tu Fu had gained could not be wasted. He waited until Ge Fulei recovered from his injuries, and then he came with Broken Star to take Ge Fulei's head.

On Rodel's side, except for Gefulei who has the combat power to suppress everyone else, the others do lack combat power like Full Moon and Broken Star. If they can really take down Gefulei on the spot, Rodel will be completely powerless to recover.

Kalia can also use this to completely establish an absolute advantage and become the winner.

Ge Fulei also understood this and stretched his muscles: "It's really not nice to be so careless in the decisive battle. I thought it could be more exciting."

Man Yue said, "You know, Rodel has lost his royal city now. Even if the two armies fight, the Golden Tree will not have any advantage. It will only increase casualties. In the end, it all depends on the commander."

The full moon raised the staff:

"Call the Blessing King and the Beast King to come out and decide the winner in this sword fighting arena."

"Why do we have to decide the winner all of a sudden?" Wuming said, "Oh, no, is it really okay to be so hasty about such a big matter?"

"Are you going to stop us?" Man Yue said, "It's one thing for you to not help either side, but it's another to deliberately maintain the balance of all forces. In such a balance, only your caravan will benefit. If you insist on being a businessman who speculates in troubled times instead of trying to end the dispute, our cooperation can end."

Wuming said: "To end a dispute, one side doesn't have to destroy the other side. Can't you just not fight?"

Reinara said: "Ask the War King, if the Golden Tree's recuperation is over, will it be willing to peacefully tolerate other laws? I will never accept a marriage again."

"Kings meet to decide who is better," said Ge Fulei. "This is tradition."

Lena stared at Gefulei and said to Wuming, "I know you are against fighting, but Kalia has a king, and Rodel also has a king, so we need to decide the winner in the end."

"Mongget may not be able to defeat you." Wuming said, "But you better be careful of the hidden dangers behind you."

After hearing Wuming's words, Lenara frowned slightly and looked around.

Finally, his eyes fell on the pool of blood left after the battle between Tuofu and Ge Fulei.

The blood boiled, and a gorgeously dressed ominous figure emerged from the blood, holding a trident and grinning grimly at Wuming:

"How did you find us?"

"Ah?" Wuming was stunned. "I didn't notice it. I didn't say anything about you."

"Ah?" Monger was also stunned for a moment, "Oh..." Monger looked down at the pool of blood under his feet, wondering whether he should go back first.

"Forget it, don't leave. Now that you're here and you've shown up, they can't start a fight anymore." Wuming said, "No one wants to be taken advantage of by you."

Munger simply solidified his blood into a chair and sat in the arena like a king:
"You said you didn't notice me, then who are you talking about? Are there any other experts present?"

Wuming stretched out his finger and tapped the armor.

A pool of silver liquid broke away from the nameless armor and transformed into a woman in a black dress.

"Isn't this your power?" Monger said, "You want to be king?"

"To be precise, Ashimi is not one of mine." Wuming said, "We are in a cooperative relationship. If there is a chance to become the king, she will not give up - just like you."

Ashmi looked around:
"I am the product of the Eternal City's creation of a king. One day, I will be reborn as a king."

"Now that the four kings are together," Wuming said, "are you still going to fight?"

Lenara decisively put away her staff:

"Latan, let's go."

"Don't go." This time it was Wuming's turn to stop him, "Since you're here, let's resolve this matter."

"How can you solve it?" Lenara asked.

"Everyone's strength is similar, and we don't have any particular preferences. Even if we want to form an alliance, it will be too random. If we really fight, it will be another endless and devastating war - oh no, it will be at the level of the Giant War." Wuming took out a pyroxene and made a few gestures, "Aren't you all trying to win the support of my caravan? I will support you today."

"Finally, we have to choose a side?" Lenara said, "Who are you going to support? What are the conditions? Pyroxene, Rune, or knowledge?"

Wuming smiled at Lenara:

"If we really have to support someone, it's better to support Lao Lu, right?"

"Why?" Lenarra said, "Rodel is already at the end of his rope, and the laws have been broken."

"The main thing is, if I support Lao Lu, you will probably give up," Wuming said, "but if I support you, Lao Lu will still fight."

Ge Fulei laughed:
"You still understand me."

"Then it's a question of who is more willing to sacrifice themselves," Monger said. "If you say so, I can do the same - whether it's an enemy or a friend, I can sacrifice myself."

"Those who like to plot should give up." A voice came from afar, and Nefeli came riding the storm.

"I asked her to come." Wuming said, "Now we are almost complete."

Wuming looked at the people gathered in the arena.

King of the Golden Tree, Queen Kalia, Monarch of the Blood Dynasty, Artificial King of the Eternal City, Queen of Storm City.

Leaders from all over the world, both above and below the ground, are basically all here.

Roger walked in from the broken gap in the arena and was a little surprised to see so many kings gathered together: "What are they doing?"

"We are going to solve the problem of interest distribution in the border area and talk about who I support," Wuming said.

Upon hearing this, Roger also walked over to the kings.

"What do you mean?" Wuming asked.

Roger said: "I have to fight for the rights of the dead."

"Stop joking. Fia hasn't found the king yet." Wuming said.

"That's why I stepped up." Roger looked at the oppressive figures of the kings, sweat on his forehead, "But if I don't fight for it at this time, Fia won't accept it."

Wuming thought for a moment and said, "Roger, can you still take me to the Round Table Hall?"

Roger shook his head: "Fia and I have escaped from the round table and are no longer considered invited faders."

Wuming sighed and told Roger to stay here, and Michaela also came.

Although he is theoretically Ashmi's god, the two of them represent different forces in the route.

The kings sat on chairs around a round table.

Many kings have think tanks behind them, such as the lion Mungat behind Gefulei, Nepheli with Hyde, and the old sage Ampah behind Mungat.

Monger looked at Michaela who was coming over:

"Wuming, you're not going to say that the force you support is your own force, are you?"

"Why do you say that?" Wuming asked.

"Michaela supports you, right?" Monger said. "What is he doing here?"

"I come here on behalf of the weak." Michaela sat on a chair and responded with a smile, "Corrupted followers, insane patients, hybrids, etc."

"Stop keeping us in suspense and tell us what you think you are leaning towards," Lenara said. "You don't really want to support Ge Fulei, do you?"

"Why not? The Golden Tree was once the overlord and had a profound impact on the cultural customs of the border area. Even in decline, it is still flourishing." Wuming said and looked up.

A few fallen leaves are floating down.

"In short, he is still very capable." Wuming said, "I support Lao Lu to become the king. He really has the qualities to be a king."

"It seems that we can't be allies. We can only meet on the battlefield." Lenara felt a little heavy.

The other forces present were a little hesitant, as everyone present was aware of Wuming's strength.

"Kalia is not bad either. My caravan has grown to its current size thanks to Kalia's technology." Wuming continued, "I support Lady Lenara to become king."

Lenara frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Nefeli is deeply loved by Nimgefu and the Horned People. She represents Nimgefu and cares about the people under her rule. She also has the qualifications to be a king." Wuming continued,

"Ashimi carries the legacy of the Eternal City. I heard that Rodel and Kalia are both descendants of the Eternal City. They should not make things difficult for their ancestors' legacy, right?"

Wuming pointed at Michaela again:

"The corrupt followers live in the sacred tree and will not disturb you. The insane people only occupy one village. As for the hybrids, now that the Horned People have returned, their lives will be much better. These weaklings pose no threat to you. You are from two different worlds, so it doesn't matter."

Wuming looked at Roger:
"Deadborns are the best laborers. They are needed for the revival of Rodel and other places. And I think the deadborns wouldn't mind living in Galid and the volcano, right?"

Roger said: "The dead are neither born nor alive, so they can be anywhere."

"That's more convenient. We can just go back to the underground cemetery as usual." Wuming said, "There's a big cave over there in the Shadow Land."

Wuming took one last look at Monger:
"In the Blood Dynasty, there will always be people who like him. Let him go. I have no objection."

"Why are you so perfunctory to me?" Monger was unhappy.

Lenara said, "So you mean, you support whoever becomes king? You support whoever wins?"

"No, I support you all becoming kings." Wuming said, "The Full Moon Queen represents the interests of Kalia, Gefulei represents the interests of the Golden Tree, Nepheli represents the interests of Nimgufu and the Shadow Land, and Roger represents the Deadborn... Aren't you all kings of your own territories?"

"We are talking about King Elden now, right?" Nefeli was a little confused, "Not the king like we are now, right?"

"Wouldn't it be great if everyone could become a king?" Wuming said.

“If everyone becomes a king, then no one is a king anymore,” said Munger.

"Then he is not the king." Wuming said, "Is this the false title you want?"

Munger said: "What I want is for the world to change according to my laws."

"You can follow your own laws in your own Blood Dynasty." Wuming said, "When the Golden Tree was at its strongest, it couldn't stop corruption. The Tower of God once stood at the border with the Golden Tree, which shows that the law will not be completely strangled. You all have your own little piece of land, right?"

"But there will be a distinction between the main trunk and the side branches." Man Yue said, glancing at Ge Fu Lei, "The main trunk obviously doesn't want to see itself branching out."

"And we're going to expand," Monger said.

"Don't make a fuss. Don't you just want to spread your mother's teachings?" Wuming said, "Does that require you to expand and wage war?"

"Is there anything more bloody than war?"

"Yes." Wuming said, "Let me tell you, Patch told me that some medical techniques require collecting blood. There is also a fertility technique that requires cutting open the belly of a pregnant woman."

"Wounds, blood, all are sufficient." Wuming said, "And the supply is continuous and stable. What do you think?"

Monger pondered: "The Mother of Truth may not refuse."

Man Yue covered her forehead with her hands: "Is this your plan, everyone becomes a king? How naive, do you think this can avoid war?"

"Just looking at your demands, I don't think it needs to go to the point of war." Wuming said, "Whether you are pursuing blood, or not being annihilated by a brutal neighbor, or pursuing unification, there are other ways."

Wuming said, "You also said that we should bind the interests of all parties together - let Serei do this, let her be responsible for mobilizing personnel, promoting exchanges, eliminating heretical ideas in the eyes of the people, and isolating the aliens who cannot live together."

Reinara said: "In this way, it is your caravan that actually controls the border area."

"To be precise, it's Serei. I can't fully control her." Wuming said, "And don't we have the 'key'? You can also hide sensitive information and monitor Serei at any time."

Wuming said, "After all, Serui is really efficient and can help you quickly revive, or even become more prosperous than before. If you want to fight, at least fight in a more attractive way - build the royal city, castles, and various giant golems."

Wuming looked around at the kings: "What do you think?"

Nepheli never cared:

"I just need to guard my little territory."

"Kalia has no objection." Lenara said, "But the decision is not up to us."

Lenara looked at Gefrey:
"It wasn't us, Kalia, who dragged the entire border area into the war."

"Lao Lu, what's your opinion?" Wuming asked.

"I listen to my wife," said Graveley.

"Hey." Wu Mingqi, "Isn't your wife in prison? Can you have a little more independence?"

"My opinion is that fighting is the best," said Ge Fulei. "If you think this will help produce more powerful people, I have no objection. If you can find such a strong faded person, I am willing to believe you."

Ge Fulei said to Wuming seriously:

"But when Marika comes out, if she still wants to unify the border areas and go to war, I will definitely not refuse."

Wuming said to Ge Fulei:
"Let me be frank. I will stand against the golden tree to maintain the current situation. After all, defeating a golden tree is much easier than resolving a war between kings."

"Okay." Ge Fulei said, "If we really want to fight, I will inform you."

Monger said, "But in that case, who is the King of Elden?"

"Why are you still talking about King Elden?" Michaela said, "Nameless means there is no King Elden anymore."

"But the Ring does exist within the body of God, and whoever meets the Ring will become the King." Monger said, "There must be a King of Elden."

"Can't we all go to the audience together?" Wuming said.

"That won't work. There has never been such a rule." Mongget said.

"What's the reality?" Wuming looked at Ge Fulei.

Ge Fulei said: "It's no problem, you can go in with three people, if you want, you can ride in on horseback."

"Then let's go together." Wuming clapped his hands, "The problem is solved."

Wuming jumped up from his chair:
"I will go and take care of my business so that you can meet the Circle of Law."

Wuming left all the kings where they were and got on the golden carriage himself.

"Boss, where are we going?" the driver asked Wuming.

"Sleep on the bus, visit temples when you get off." Wuming said, "Stop at any church."

As he spoke, Wuming lay down on the carriage, basking in the sunlight from the spiral tree and having a good sleep.

When he got up, Wuming found that the coachman had taken him to the pilgrimage church.

One with a huge statue of Radha Gang.

"No, where did you get me from?" Wuming turned over and said, "Is this still Marika's church?"

The driver was surprised: "Didn't you say any church would do?"

"I..." Wuming was speechless.

He looked at the huge statue of Radagon and sighed. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Melina holding a small flag and followed by a group of people, walking to the pilgrimage church.

"This is the Pilgrimage Church. This is also the church where the Giant War was almost over. Lady Marica once gave a maxim here, predicting the return of the Faded Ones and announcing the return of the King—"

Melina brought a group of devout Golden Tree believers and explained what had happened here in the past.

Seeing Wuming was there too, their eyes met and they were stunned for a moment.

Melina clapped her hands:

"Move around where you are. You can admire the statues and observe the church. But don't write or draw on the walls of the church. It will not bless you, but will only bring you a curse."

Melina asked the tour group to disband and walked up to Wuming: "What are you doing here?"

Wuming has some surprises:
“I thought you wouldn’t come here if this wasn’t a statue of Malika.”

"What's going on?" Melina frowned.

"I'm going to the Round Table Hall." Wuming said, "I heard you have connections."

"What are you going to do?" Melina asked.

"We went to eat. The entrance to the Golden Tree was sealed with two fingers." Wuming said, "And they let me take the blame. I have to give it two bites."

"The entrance is sealed?" Melina was surprised. "How is this possible? The two fingers of the Round Table really want to restore the Golden Law. How can they stop them?"

"Maybe Shuangzhi hates me and wants to use this as an excuse to get rid of me." Wuming guessed.

"Why do I hate you?" Melina asked.

"I don't know." Wuming spread his hands, "Two Fingers told me that I was a nuisance and was not liked by Two Fingers."

Wuming said, "Don't think too much. Is there any way to send me to the Round Table Hall? You can send Lani too."

"I can open the door for you." Melina said, "But if you can't see the blessed person, you have to let the people inside open it for you, otherwise you won't be able to get out."

"It's so dangerous, what should I do?" Wuming thought, he glanced at Melina, "Can you go with me?"

"I have to lead a tour, so I'm busy."

Wuming sighed: "Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. Anyway, you are outside and can send others in. How can I get in?"

Melina reached out her hand to Wuming:
"Bring the claws here."

Wuming put his hand on Melina's hand with familiarity, and then darkness descended around him, enveloping him.

The darkness reminded Wuming of the darkness on the Divine Tower and the Gate of God.

When the darkness faded, he saw the huge blessing, the round table and the complex weapons again.

"After so long, the layout of this round table is still so terrible." Wuming sighed and shook his head.

The biggest difference is that there are some sparks on the tree-like walls of the Round Table Hall. Although they are not big, it seems that there are flames stubbornly attached to the trees, constantly growing, and constantly suppressed by the vitality of the trees.

There were hurried footsteps coming from the round table study. Bai Zhi saw Wuming's figure and said in surprise:
"How did you come?"

Since the last time we met, Baizhi seemed to have become older. He used a cane and moved more slowly, with a look of decadence.

"I'm here to look for the two fingers." Wuming responded, looking around, trying to find where the two fingers were.

The last time he came, he didn't see Two Fingers.

Next to the round table, a door that was previously closed was now open, and two fingers could be vaguely seen inside.

Wuming walked into the small door and saw an old woman who had been untied next to Shuangzhi. She had collapsed on the table and was motionless.

And those two fingers were also a little strange.

Unlike the two fingers he had seen before, which were bent and squirming, the two fingers on the round table were stretched straight and motionless.

There was no reaction to Wuming's approach.

Wuming always felt that there was some kind of energy emanating from the fingertips of these two fingers.

He subconsciously went over and took a picture, but still no one responded to him.

“No need to shoot.” Bai Zhi said behind him, “He is contacting the Supreme Will, and will not move until he gets a response.”

Wuming was stunned: "When did He stop moving?"

"It was destroyed a long time ago," Baizhi said, "before Xiabolili's attack."

"Who is this old lady who untied her fingers?" Wuming looked at the dead old lady next to him.

"Grandma Enya, her life was hanging by the golden tree." Baizhi said, "She died after the Death Rune was released by you."

"You know they say I released it." Wuming said, "It was obviously Black Sword that released it."

"You played a big role in this." Baizhi said.

"You seem to know a lot." Wuming said, "You hid in the dark, even Serei didn't find you, how do you know so many things?"

"If you are willing to learn, you will be good at learning," Baizhi said, "and you will naturally understand many things."

"Then do you know who put the seal on the door of the golden tree?" Wuming asked.

Bai Zhi frowned: "Is there a seal?"

"You know so much." Wuming said, "Forget it, do you know how to get out?"

"Of course I know this." Baizhi said.

"That's great." Wuming said, "Please send me out."

"Why are you here?" Baizhi asked in surprise.

"I thought it was the two fingers of the Round Table that sealed the entrance to the Golden Tree, but it looks like that's not the case." Wu Hong pointed at the two fingers, "His state is very similar to that of the Finger Mother. Both seem to have lost their hearts. They probably don't have the energy to set up a seal."

Baizhi pondered for a moment, looked at the two silent fingers on the round table, and said to Wuming:
"Do me a favor and I'll take you out with me."

"What favor?" Wuming said, "I won't do anything too much, like asking me to take sides and support you to become the King of Elden or something like that."

"The mission of the Round Table Hall is about to end." Bai Zhi looked at the sparks on the wall of the Round Table Hall, "Take the others with you."

"This kind of thing." Wuming understood, "Do I need to take the things with me?"

"The only valuable things are books, and I have read them all," Baizhi said.

Wuming called everyone in the round table hall. It had become much quieter than the last time he came here, even quieter than before. No wonder Baizhi looked a lot more lonely.

Baizhi drew an ancient secret code in the air, and the shining secret code separated out darkness in the air, spreading into a sphere and surrounding everyone.

When the darkness dissipated, Wuming and the others stood at the intersection again, but it was no longer the Pilgrimage Church, but the Perum Church.

"That's great. Can you teach me this move?" Wuming asked Baizhi.

Baizhi leaned on his cane and looked at Wuming:

"Aren't we competitors?"

"I thought you had given up." Wuming said, "You even brought the blacksmith out, and the round table is gone. I can recruit you."

"I don't think I've done anything wrong." Bai Zhi smiled bitterly, "But every time I get news about you, see your achievements again and again, and turn the world upside down, I find that I can't even catch up with you."

Wuming observed Baizhi:

"Are you going to look for Nepheli? She should still be willing to receive you. If you don't want to be recruited, you can go to her."

Baizhi shook his head:
"I have something to prove. If that thing, that conjecture is proven by me...we will become enemies."

Baizhi walked away slowly, leaning on his cane, leaving behind a thin and stubborn figure.

Wuming scratched his head, not knowing what Baizhi was thinking. He took out the pyroxene crystal and called out Serui:

"Take a copy of the seal in front of the golden tree and see if you can analyze anything."

About a week later, Serui and other scholars finally found some clues from the seal and discovered the source.

"It's Michaela's two fingers." Serei reported the result to Wuming.

(End of this chapter)