The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 66 Make trouble
He saw a figure covered in flames flying towards him. Behind the figure was a jet of flames that was extremely unequal to that figure, covering the sky and the sun.

Because of the distance and angle, Greg felt that the jet was taller and more terrifying than the golden tree.

When Greg saw the thing of unknown origin, he didn't have any intention of resisting in his heart, and was about to run away.

But when Gregor turned, he saw the head hanging on the wall.

The honor he had just received gave him pause.

Gregor turned back to face Nameless.

He could also tell that he couldn't escape at this speed.

Since you can't escape, then give it a go.

Greg's five dragon heads roared together, spewing out dragon flames, and confronted the humanoid.

But when Long Yan approached the human form, he immediately naturalized, was rolled to the side meekly, and merged into the butterfly wings behind him.

Seeing that the all-powerful Longyan had no effect, Gregor showed a look of despair.

He frantically raised the shrimp head in his right hand and sprayed water cannons at the flame-covered man.

The invisible air wave squeezed the water cannon and scattered the attack until the fifth water cannon finally broke through the air wave in front of the figure, scattered the flames covering his body, and revealed his real body under the flames for a moment.

"It's you!" Greco was terrified.

For a moment, Greco's mind flashed Ge Fulei's advice.

Only now did he understand why Ge Fulei asked him to stop, why his ancestors belittled his strength like that.

Gregor didn't have time to think any more, the jet of flames had already passed him.

Greg also experienced the feeling of being burned all over his body and being caught in a sea of ​​flames.

Pain, excruciating pain.

The limbs all over his body exploded one by one, and all the limbs connected to him were connected with his consciousness, and every limb felt severe pain before it burst.

The power of the dragon brought him tolerance to flames, and it also prevented him from being destroyed immediately, but repeatedly experienced the pain of being burned on the skin.

Greck's six dragon wings moved forward, wrapping Greck and slightly isolating the flames.

But the despair in Gregor's heart didn't decrease but increased.

It was just a flash of flames, and he hadn't even been officially attacked by the other party.

Greg knew that Wuming was here to find him.It is clearer that he is absolutely powerless to resist.

In this desperation, Grek huddled in the dragon's wings, momentarily frightened beyond his control.

But the imaginary attack did not appear, and the flames weakened instead.

Greg spread out a dragon wing and aimed outside.

Stone City has indeed been plowed by flames, and has turned into a pool of lava.

But this was limited to the first half of Stone City, Wuming did not wreak havoc in Stone City, but turned to another direction.

"That direction is..." Greg recognized the direction, his pupils constricted, "God's Tower!"

The towering God's Tower was clearly visible in Stone City, and it was the only building in that direction.

Now Greg can be sure that Wuming is indeed coming for him, and he is eyeing his big rune.

Seeing Wuming approaching the God's Tower, Grek wanted to escape, but after resisting the jet just now, he had no strength, and his limbs were burned in many places, so he could only watch Wuming approaching the God's Tower in despair.

Greg was desperate because the gate of the Tower of Gods was sealed, and it was impossible to enter without the big rune, and the big rune was on him.

The Divine Grant Tower is the place where the fragmented monarchs are conferred and held a ceremony to accept the fragments of the ring.Fragments of the magic ring—that is, the big rune is the container, and a ceremony needs to be held in the God's Tower to obtain the blessing of blessings and truly gain the power of the big rune.

The strength of the Great Rune lies in its favor, and only the Great Rune can carry that huge favor.

That is to say, Wuming will turn around and come back sooner or later, he will not escape death after all, and he can also foresee his own death through Wuming's actions.

For the weak Greg, the cruelest thing is not death, but waiting for death.

The huge butterfly wings dissipated, and Wuming finally arrived at the gate of the divine grant tower.

Gregor knew that in a moment, Firewing would spread again and come back to him to take his great rune.

Gregor is already thinking about whether to offer the Great Rune.

That would cost him his powers, everything, but it would also keep him alive.

Greg struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

He is such a weak person, no matter what decision he makes, he looks forward and backward.

Greg gave up struggling, and was ready to wait for Wuming to come before him before making a decision.

With this abandonment, all ambitions and entanglements suddenly seemed to be vented.

Only then did he realize that, after a long time, the terrifying fire wings still hadn't opened.

Wuming was still standing outside the Divine Grant Tower, with the sealed gate blocked outside.

Greg didn't understand why Wuming had to stay in front of the door for so long. This is not a door that can be influenced by sincerity.

Besides, even if the door can be opened, the power of Grace needs to be carried by the Great Rune.

The Tower of Gods was quite far away from Stone City, and Greg couldn't see what Wuming was doing, he could only vaguely see a vague figure.

Then the blurry figure disappeared.

A gigantic inhuman wrought from that human form.

Pairs of black giant hands protruded from Wuming's body, each hand was bigger than Wuming's body.

Greg couldn't see the specific situation clearly, but he was certain that Wuming's appearance at this time must be even more deformed than himself.

Even on the magma pool where Firewing had ravaged, Gregor felt a bit of coolness for Wuming's strange change.

"What is he going to do..." Gregor murmured.

The giant hand opened, like a spider with limbs, and climbed to the outer wall of the tower of gods.

Wuming was like a spider, climbing along the outer layer of the Tower of Gods, at a very fast speed, he climbed to the top in a short while, and disappeared by the wall on the top of the tower.

Although he knew that without the big rune, he couldn't bear the grace, but seeing this weird way of climbing the tower, Grek still felt a little bit bad.

He really wanted to give up his life to see the past, but there was only one bridge from Stone City to the God's Tower.

That bridge is melting now, crumbling away.

Seeing Stone City melting like ice cream in front of him, Greg suddenly felt that all the ambitions and entanglements were not important, and it was good to be an ordinary person.

The fire of ambition in his heart shrank for no reason after seeing the fire that pierced the sky and the earth.

But now that he wants to be an ordinary person, Greg also knows that it is too late, and Wuming can't let him who slaughtered the store go unnoticed.

With a strange state of mind, Gregor looked one last time in the direction of the Golden Tree, his hometown.

The wish to return to the foot of the golden tree can only be a wish forever.

Gregor froze.

He has looked up at the golden tree countless times in various places, and he is very familiar with the sky.

The sky, something is different...

In the Alley Church, people finally recovered from the shock of seeing the Avenue of Ashes. Fortunately, they all gathered around Tops to express their gratitude to him.

Tops scratched his head in embarrassment. He had never received such a compliment before, and he didn't know how to deal with it, so he subconsciously turned his gaze to Selian.

Cerlian did not look at Tops, but looked up at something motionless.

Curious, Tops also followed the gaze of the stargazer Serlian.

Seeing Tops' movements, the people around him followed suit.

The magician's tower in the Kalia Fortress, the puppet wearing the heretical magician's hat looks out of the window;

The magnificent city on the snow-capped mountains, the people kneeling and begging looked in the other direction in disbelief;
At one end of the broken bridge, wearing a golden face, the gaze that was always pointing at the golden tree changed its direction rarely;
Beside a corpse, a man in a special-shaped armor raised his head, and the sun emblem on his chest jingled as he raised his arms and roared.

……

Powerhouses and stargazers all over the border looked up and gazed at the vision in the sky.

In the sky of the junction, the golden tree is the most eye-catching, and the full moon is also not too much in a certain area. Under the shadow of the full moon, the dark moon is dormant in it, and other than that, there are stars that have stopped moving.

But now, a faint solar eclipse appeared in the sky, and the fire-stained ring disappeared beside the golden tree. Although it was inconspicuous and still very dim, it was eye-catching enough for the unchanging sky.

The solar eclipse was in a peculiar form, like a runny egg, with a ray of light overflowing and hanging down.

The Kaidan mercenary of Ailey Church opened his mouth wide, with a demented expression:

"Isn't this the trademark of our store? We advertised to the sky?"

Patch's mouth twitched a few times, and he said firmly:

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence, we can take this opportunity to make a name for ourselves."

He cursed in a low voice:
"Can you make things bigger..."

"It's really possible..." Wuming stood on the God's Tower, murmured hoarsely, and relaxed a little.

A few big hands swelled from his back, propped on the ground and dragged him to walk, like a big spider.

The big hands crawled on the ground, leaving behind swirl-like fingerprints.

On the God's Tower, there is a dead pair of fingers, and the grace is between the fingers.

Wuming had never seen Two Fingers, the so-called messenger that conveyed the supreme will, but he recognized the thing lying on the ground on the tower as Two Fingers at first sight.

Because it is indeed "two fingers", like the palm of a person, but the thumb, little finger, and ring finger are cut off, leaving only the index finger and middle finger.

Wuming has never seen the big rune, but he can feel the huge power contained in the favor between his fingers, so it must be the big rune.

He desperately needed this strength now to fill the void.

He approached En Hui and took off the armor on his chest.

The position of the nameless chest is not the heart and lungs, but a vortex-shaped depression, and the finely divided golden runes are sucked into this vortex.

Wuming was also worried that the big rune would be different from the ordinary rune and could not be inhaled.

But he was overthinking, Wuming pressed his chest against the ball of favor, and the whirlpool smashed the favor into his body.

Feeling the gradual filling in the body, Wuming let out a long and comfortable sigh.

The giant black hand behind him gradually shrank as the favor was absorbed.

The flames also began to become handy, and they could be controlled at will, and would no longer be released in an overly bold manner.

Wuming controlled a flame whip, licked and wiped the molten armor all over his body, and reshaped it.

The visor has been repaired, exposing the eyes.

The shriveled eyeballs gradually recovered, but there was still some blood red in the eyes.

The giant hands retracted one by one, and soon there was only one left.

But the grace is gone.

To be precise, it has been absorbed.

Wuming gritted his teeth, ready to work hard, but was held back by the giant hand behind him.

This time the giant hand contracted very slowly, and one could clearly see the pus-like ointment-like substance surging from the back of the pitch-black big hand, the palm of the hand was like a swirl, and the fingers were covered with cuticles like broken teeth.

It doesn't look like a hand, but rather like the mouthparts of some kind of sandworm, the mouth is covered with cut ominous horns.

Wuming was working hard, but the two fingers in front of him moved.

Wuming frowned and backed away, looking warily at the two fingers wriggling on the ground.

Two fingers can be used as the middleman between the finger witch and the supreme will, and it is widely believed in the borderland, and even worshiped like a god, so there must be something unique.

Wuming hoped that the two fingers could be a little more sensible and not fight against Greck because he snatched the big rune.

"Please, be a little more rational, a little more rational..." Wuming kept muttering with a somewhat muddled consciousness.

The God's Tower was built by the sea, and farther away is the endless sea.

The distant sky and the sea on the other side shot out light at the same time, projecting on the two fingers.

Under the shroud of light, the original damaged and old body of the two fingers began to recover, and the hair on the "finger back" became smooth.

The two fingers vibrated, and the dust and dirt on his body were shaken away, and he stood upright again.

Putting two fingers on the ground, the palm-like creature stood up, its hands slightly bent, maintaining a delicate balance.

The two fingers of the two fingers trembled, and the hair on the back of the fingers also vibrated in a regular way.

But soon, the two fingers stopped, and the two fingers twisted from side to side like a head, as if they were looking for something.

Wuming couldn't understand what the two fingers were doing, and he didn't want to see it either.

Wuming's consciousness is still a little drowsy, and he still needs strength to control the hand behind him, he doesn't want to pay attention to his two fingers.

Looking around with two fingers, it seems to have given up, and the body no longer vibrates.

Wuming waited for a while, only to find that the two fingers did not move any more.

Wuming turned around and was about to leave. He felt that the two fingers should not embarrass him.

At this moment, Wuming felt a shock, and an unspeakable feeling invaded his mind.

It was a consciousness, plugged directly into his brain.

It cannot be spoken, but it directly affects his soul, making him understandable.

"Hello," said the voice in the soul.

Nameless turned around stiffly, looking at the two fingers.

"That's right, it's me." Two fingers nodded slightly, "There is no finger-wiping witch here, so I can only use this method."

"Is there something wrong?" Wuming cut to the chase.

He had a headache, and now he was forced to use some of his energy to communicate with the two-fingered soul, Wuming was very uncomfortable.

Two fingers conveyed an emotion to Wuming, including joy and appreciation:
"I didn't expect that after the Shattered War, new gods and men would appear. Your law is very strange, can you show it to me?"

"What god? What law?" Wuming didn't understand what the two fingers were talking about.

"It's okay, I can watch it myself." Two Fingers said.

In the sky directly above the God's Tower, a cylindrical light projected down and enveloped him, and then Wuming felt a tingle in his brain.

Wuming only felt that he lost control of his body for a moment, and his power overflowed uncontrollably.

The power overflowing from the nameless armor can be called radiance.

There are blazing curly flames, black flames, golden lightning-wrapped armor, light and darkness overflowing liquid intertwined...

The two fingers were silent for a moment, conveying an emotion of surprise and surprise:
"Stranger than I thought. Life and death, light and darkness, gold and moon, time, lightning, fire, soul, charm, blood... This is the first time I've seen a god-man possess so many laws at the same time , It’s great, you can definitely end this era of chaos. Become a god-man, I will help you become the god of the junction, show your law, no matter which one, or all, let the world return to the right track Go ahead, become a god and choose your mate..."

The two fingers were very excited, continuously instilling ideas into Wuming.

But Wuming didn't respond at all, not even the slightest fluctuation in his soul.

"Aren't you satisfied?" Two fingers asked, "What do you want? You can get the whole world, shape the world into what you want, and get whatever you want."

"You can get whatever you want..." Wuming murmured with his head down, his voice vague.

"Yes, anything." Two fingers promised him, "This is allowed by the supreme consciousness."

"Hehehehe..." Wuming laughed darkly, "I want to eat a hot dog..."

Two fingers conveyed a doubtful emotion.

He didn't understand what Nameless meant.

Wuming suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the two fingers.

The different forces surging all over the body are all directed towards the two fingers, and together with the nameless strong emotions.

But it's not killing intent, it's closer to obsession.

Crazy obsession.

"It's useless, without the power to kill gods, you can't hurt me at all." Relying on soul communication, the two fingers reacted with amazing speed, and they had already begun to persuade Wuming when Wuming rushed up, "I hope you can obey me, otherwise even if you are Man of God, you can't have a good death—"

The two-finger language stopped.

Its epidermis was easily torn by Wuming, and the giant mouth-shaped hand behind Wuming bit one of the two fingers, and gnawed it from the beginning.

The severe pain was transmitted to Wuming with two fingers.

"Stop, feel the pain, you can also understand the pain caused by the injury. And if you don't stop, you will also bear the pain, you will suffer the pain of being swallowed alive, and die of shock."

Wuming remained unmoved, as if he didn't receive the painful feeling conveyed by his two fingers.

The big hand on the back gnawed even more vigorously.

The two fingers incited Wuming's soul again, blowing on the surface, trying to make Wuming go crazy and change his behavior, but it didn't work at all.

"Didn't I say it?" Wuming muttered in a low voice, "I want to eat, I'm hungry, but I'm not full yet. You still want to bother me, affect my spirit, affect my will..."

Wuming stared at his two fingers, his eyes were blood red:
"I just want to fill my stomach now. That is my goal, my will. This constitutes my existence. Without will, there is no me. Can you destroy my 'existence'?"

"Unable to control...unable to understand...unable to analyze...unreasonable, suspected to be programmed..."

With half of the body being eaten by Wuming, the information sent by the two fingers fell into chaos.

Wuming also ignored the messy information, no matter how his two fingers affected his soul, it didn't hinder his ham eating speed at all.

When one of the two fingers was completely eaten away, Wuming's giant hand finally stopped, and he stretched it out to Wuming's mouth in satisfaction, and Wuming licked the ketchup on his finger.

Then it shrank from the outside to the inside, retracting behind the nameless back.

The blood red in Wuming's eyes finally subsided, and he regained his clarity.

Wuming hiccupped in satisfaction, and all the visions on his body dissipated.

Then disappeared, and the solar eclipse in the sky.

Wuming looked at the surrounding environment, and then at the two fingers——it might be called one finger now.

The blood from the two fingers splattered all over the ground, extending to Wuming's whole body, and extending to his mouth.

Wuming's memory is not clear, but fortunately relying on reasoning and satiety, Wuming can still roughly understand what happened.

"Eat two fingers...it shouldn't be a big deal..." Wuming carelessly rubbed his belly and hiccupped again.

(End of this chapter)