Chapter 455 Let’s Kill Wuming

"Nameless? Is that the name of the person you are looking for?"

Leilana looked at Patch and the others seriously, her eyes wary.

Patch also had a headache. The person he was looking for now appeared directly in front of him, threatening to kill Messermo, and his head was full of horns. It's a bit tricky to explain.

"Calm down, calm down, calm down." Patch said, "We girls are relatively stupid, maybe we have made a mistake. Look at this person, he doesn't look like the person we are looking for."

Patch took out his water mirror and showed the nameless armor image:

"Look, the person we are looking for doesn't have any horns."

Lance Sanks was very dissatisfied when he heard Patch call him stupid:

"That's how Wuming turned into an ancient dragon. I remember it clearly, because it doesn't look like a dragon at all. Don't call me stupid."

"Can you say a few words less?" Patch turned back and glared at her.

"But isn't our mission just to find him?" Lance Sanks said, "If we find him, we can go back. I don't want to stay in this bad place."

Leda also observed the figure in the flames:

"The shape of the horn... is that of the horned man who passed us before and was carried on a stretcher. Is that the person we are looking for? Isn't it completely different from the portrait?"

Seeing Leilana's increasingly serious expression, Patch knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he spread his hands and said:

"Okay, that's the person we're looking for. There must be some misunderstanding. I can ask him to stop, and we can have a good talk and resolve the misunderstanding."

Leilana did not put down the two swords in her hands, but made way for Patch, letting him face the back of the man walking in the city.

"You'd better stop him," Lelana said.

Patch sighed, walked a few steps forward, approached Wuming, and took a deep breath:

“The specialties of Ensis City are half-price!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying scorching figure in front of him restrained his flames, turned around smoothly, and walked towards Patch at a speed far faster than during the siege. He looked back and forth, his eyes shining:

"Where is it?"

After looking around for the product, he couldn't find it. Then he turned his attention to Patch who was shouting. Wuming immediately exclaimed:

"Patch? Why are you here."

"They are here to take you back, and I am here to travel." Patch said, "otherwise, do you think I am willing to come?"

Wuming stared at Patch blankly for a while, then suddenly knelt down, hugged Patch's low spider body, and sighed:

"Good brother, you are here. This wretched place is really not for human beings. Everyone is more evil than the border area."

Seeing Wuming's performance, Patch also breathed a sigh of relief:

"You look fine, you have a peaceful mind."

"It's similar to what happened with Chapolili before. It's been practiced." Wuming sighed, "It's just that the things here... are really difficult to evaluate."

Patch nodded with deep understanding and sneered:

"This is the cesspit left by Malika. That guy once resisted blind obedience, but ended up doing the same thing himself."

Leilana walked up to the two people who were chatting happily. A tall shadow was cast on the two of them, and her eyes were sinister.

"I wish there was an explanation," Lelana said.

"Oh, you guys have something else to do. You guys want to talk first." Wuming stood aside and pushed Patch out.

He also looked around:

"How about half price? I want it all, can I get it on credit first?"

Others quickly followed, and when the people from the caravan saw that Wuming was safe and sound, they greeted him.

Leda looked at the nameless sheep head and kept asking around where the market was, which was a little hard to accept.

"Is that the person that Lady Michaela has high hopes for?"

"It's true that people should not be judged by their appearance." Ampah laughed.

Moore looked around cringingly:

"The person has been found, should we..."

"It's time for us to leave." Patch said loudly, standing in front of Lelana, not taking Wuming's blame at all, "My mission is completed. I will travel to the south first. Goodbye."

Patch pulled Tanis and Laya out and was about to go out, but the Mersemer soldiers who were driven back blocked them again.

The Messemer soldiers who returned to the defense were still unaware of what had happened. They looked at Wuming with wary faces, eager to attack again.

Leilana pulled out a magic sword flower with the sword in her hand. Seeing the symbol, the restless soldiers suppressed their desire to attack for the time being.

Patch looked at the soldiers blocking the door and said to Lelana:

"City Lord, in the end we didn't have the help of your troops, so the deal between us was abandoned. We don't have any favors to repay, so don't stop us."

Patch pointed to Wuming: "Of course, if you need to compensate for the city gate and other losses, just go to him. He won't default on your debt."

"Deal? What kind of deal?" Wuming was confused, "You came to the Land of Shadows and solicited business for me? As expected of you, my good brother."

The two swords in Leilana's hands flashed with light, one flowing with magic power, and the other with flames flowing.

Lelana said: "Without an explanation, I can only regard you as Mersemer's enemies. You are very strong, but we will fight to the end until the last drop of blood is shed -"

Wuming suddenly walked up to Leilana, clapped his swords with both hands, and both the flames and magic power dissipated from the swords.

"Don't be so nervous. If you look at my face, I'm a good person." Wuming looked at Lelana seriously, "Trust me."

Because the distance was very close, Leilana looked at Wuming's sheep face, and the protruding mouth looked particularly enlarged. Two small eyes were exposed on the mouth, as well as thick and large horns that grew randomly.

Leilana glanced at the two swords that could not gather their strength, stared into Wuming's eyes, and said calmly:

"Why do you look like this? I have never seen an ancient dragon man with such a horned appearance. You are more like a horned man. And you are indeed helping the horned man, and you also threatened to kill Messemer."

"But I did become an ancient dragon man, not a horned man. As for killing Messermo, I didn't say it. I said that the horned man entrusted me to kill Messermo." Wuming said, "Whether you want to kill Messemer or not, I have to You can only judge if you see it in person.”

"Do you think what you say can persuade us not to start a war?" Lelana said.

"Then why do you want to kill the horned man?" Wuming asked back, "Why do you attack me, a person who has not been blessed?"

Wuming let go of Leilana's swords and looked at her:

"If you think about it carefully, it seems that you are much more sensible than your soldiers. You don't seem to want to kill this 'filth' like me. What is your deal with Patch?"

Leilana was silent for a moment: "I hope you can help me convince Messermer to end this holy war. In exchange, lend me my troops to help them find you."

"Is this the deal between you and Patch?" Wuming smiled, "It's a good deal, let me help you."

"I have nothing left to trade," Lelana said.

"Isn't the deal already completed? If you find me, then we have to help you." Wuming said, "Being attracted by the notice is the same as being attracted by your men."

"Here we go again." Patch rolled his eyes, "The Land of Shadows is a huge mess. You're looking for trouble on your own. Don't get me involved. Thank you. I'm here for a trip."

"Help me." Wuming hugged Patch with a playful smile. However, because Patch Spider's body was low, it was more like locking him with ground skills. "I see you are quite familiar with this. You can help me and get twice the result with half the effort." ah."

"Are you sympathizing with the horned man?" Patch glanced at him, "The horned man has nothing to sympathize with, he's just the same guy."

"I've seen the wizard and the living pot." Wuming said, "I've also seen the barbecue here."

"Humph, it's just dog eat dog." Patch said, "And don't you like barbecue?"

"I like barbecue with live people." Wuming said, "This person is dead, so he can't experience the fun of barbecue. And now I will only recommend it, not force it."

Wuming said: "Mainly, I actually think that the problem here is quite easy to solve. It's a smooth matter."

"So confident?" Patch raised his eyebrows, "This is a thousand-year-old bad debt. It has been a mess for a long time and cannot be sorted out."

"If this was a battle where the Golden Tree and the Tower were evenly matched, it would really be difficult to resolve, but now, the Golden Tree has an absolute advantage." Wuming said, "At the same time, the Golden Tree is not in the mood to fight."

"How do you know you're not in the mood to fight?" Patch said.

Wuming gestured to Leilana with his eyes:

"The generals who defended the city said so. And judging from the people at the junction, the belief of the Golden Tree is actually not that strong. Another point is that the overwhelming advantage of the Golden Tree did not kill all the Juejiao people, which explains why the killing was slowed down. What about you, you've been here for a while? "

Seeing Wuming being so persistent, Patch sighed:

"You're right, war-weariness is also very common here."

"Then there is drama." Wuming said, "The most important thing is that both sides have the idea of ​​​​truce, but I think the people in the corner are still quite fanatical."

"Because they are the weak party." Patch said, "Although the Horned People deserve to die, they are indeed the party being invaded. Having two identities, the weak and the invaded, at the same time, they will naturally think that they are more righteous. Justice, but Very scary."

Patch pulled out one leg and pointed at Leilana:

"For more details, you'd better ask her. My knowledge of this place only goes back a thousand years, so my understanding is limited."

"Are you willing to stay and help me?" Wuming said, "We'll get rid of him in a few days, and we'll go back later."

Patch looked at Tanis.

Tanis said: "Aren't you partners? Let's have fun again after the matter is over."

Lance Sanks was a little reluctant and lowered his face:

"Eh? You can't go back yet?"

Lance Sanks looked at the others, hoping that they could convince Wuming, but no one looked at her.

Roger came here not only to help, but also to take Feiya to avoid the pursuit of the dead hunters.

Muldane seemed to have no objection, and Ampach also said nothing.

Greg didn't dare to have any objections.

Leda stepped forward, straightened her clothes, took off her helmet, and walked up to Wuming.

Lance Sanks was looking forward to it, wanting to wait for Leda to say she wanted to leave.

Leda knelt on one knee, lowered her head, and saluted Wuming:

"Master Wuming, I have heard of you for a long time. Lady Michaela's Golden Needle Knight, Leda, I am glad to see that you are safe and sound."

Wuming didn't know how to respond: "Oh, that's easy to say. With my physique, it's not easy for things to get into trouble."

Leda continued: "What you want to do, I, Golden Needle Knight Leda, Moore and Dane, will fully support you."

Wuming was very happy: "Michaela is so sensible."

Lance Sanks raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you have to stay here? Don't you want to go back and resurrect?"

Leda turned around and answered seriously: "Because Lady Michaela will definitely be happy to see it happen."

Leda has been observing Wuming. At first, she was quite disappointed when she saw Wuming's philistine appearance, feeling that such a person was not worthy of Lady Michaela's favor.

But when she heard that Wuming wanted to solve the thousand-year-old conflict in the Shadow Land, Leida immediately changed her mind.

How noble, how kind, just like Master Michaela, no wonder Master Michaela recognized him.

Leida no longer cared about Wuming's wretched sheep head and behavior, and immediately swore allegiance, and secretly blamed herself - what Master Michaela recognized, she should also recognize, and actually tried to test Master Michaela's vision, which was really wrong.

Wuming got a few more capable people, very happy, and asked Leida kindly: "What can you do?"

"Fighting and healing, I was given a golden needle that can dispel the influence of external gods." Leida said.

"Do you know the map of this place?" Wuming asked.

Leida nodded: "I have been preparing to go to the Shadow Realm for a long time, and I have mastered the map and information."

"Great!" Wuming clapped his hands happily, "Do you have a map?"

Leida unfolded a map, which was indeed extremely detailed and exquisite.

Wuming asked: "Where is the place with many tombs?"

Leida pointed out a range: "These are all."

"Very good, very good." Wuming nodded repeatedly, "Whose territory is this?"

Leida said: "The Shadow Land was originally the territory of the Horned People, but now it is also under the control of Mr. Messermo."

"Yes." Wuming nodded in agreement, "Let's solve the problems of the Golden Tree and the Horned People first. We must bring them peace and tranquility."

"Yes!" Leida agreed.

Wuming continued: "Such a large piece of land is almost completely abandoned. Too many people have died, whether it is the Horned People or the Golden Tree. Now this land is just constantly taking revenge and wasting precious lives. The living should live more usefully, including the dead. They should resume production and live and work in peace again."

"Yes!" Leida agreed.

"The dead should also live and work in peace!" Wuming spread his arms high, holy and noble, "Then there will be a good business environment here!"

"Yes! - Eh?" Leida didn't quite understand, "What do you mean the dead should also live and work in peace?"

"Look, the Golden Tree and the Horned Man have been fighting each other for thousands of years. How many people have died and how many corpses have been left behind. What a waste." Wuming rubbed his hands.

Leida still didn't quite understand, her eyes blurred.

Wuming looked at Feiya beside Roger:

"Oh, Miss Feiya is here too, just in time, help me plan it and see if it's feasible."

Wuming pulled Feiya over and gestured on the map:

"I plan to use this large cemetery. There should be countless corpses in it. Dig them out and turn them into dead borns, so that we can get countless labor at once. Can you do it?"

Wuming looked at Feiya's body:

"Will your body be unable to bear it?"

After hearing Wuming's plan, Feiya's face flushed and she gave Wuming a thumbs up: "No problem, I'll get it out for you even if you can't bear it."

"Good! You're willing to work hard, you're my brother!" Wuming also gave Feiya a thumbs up, "If you can do it, you will be the best employee of the next term."

Leida finally understood and hurriedly grabbed Wuming's hand:

"Wait, you want to dig up the tomb and create a dead born?"

"Yes." Wuming nodded.

"Just to work for you?"

"What's wrong?" Wuming tilted his head.

"This...this shouldn't be right." Leida couldn't accept it.

"What's the big deal?" Wuming didn't care. He raised the corner of his mouth and said seriously, "Let me tell you something good."

Wuming paused, and was so happy that his teeth were exposed: "Digging graves at the border - the abyss will not erupt."

Leda lowered her head, and at first glance she seemed to nod in agreement, but she never raised her head again, turned around and walked back, side by side with Ampah.

"Are you okay, Leida?" Ampah asked her.

"Let's find a way to kill Wuming." Leida looked at Ampah, her black eyes were full of bloodshot, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was smiling, but the muscles on her face were twitching.

With a broken expression, Leida clenched the sword in her hand:

"We can't let him poison the pure golden flowers anymore."

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"Ah look." Michaela sneezed and looked around, "It's so cold."

Deep in the royal city, deep in the roots.

In the depths of the winding tree roots, across a pool of water, a huge monster sat silently here, as silent as death.

The dead prince Godwin was buried here.

The golden son who once shone with unparalleled glory has now become a monster. His body is as huge as a mountain, with branches corroded by death all over his body, and flies and insects surrounding him. The dead prince's lower body has been twisted into a fish tail, his handsome face is also twisted, and his skull is twisted and overgrown, like an ape and an octopus.

In front of the ugly dead prince, there stands an equally ugly person.

Michaela showed her true appearance and stared at Godwin.

He was quite similar to Monget beside him, like a brother - ugly, ferocious, and hideous.

Michaela was speechless for a while, and silently presented an Atas flower.

After presenting the flower, Michaela closed his eyes and mourned for a few minutes, opened his eyes, stood back beside Monget, and said:

"Ten people are not enough to deal with the Shadow Land, they will be swallowed by the Shadow Land. We need to open the seal and return to that Shadow Land."

"You are too anxious." Monget said, "I guess even without those people, Wuming can find a way back."

"Opening the seal is not only for the nameless." Michaela stared at the dead prince Godwin, "it is for all of us - all the children of the mother. We need to transcend this cause and effect."

"The golden tree is perfect," said Mongot.

"Then why is it necessary to hide the place of shadow?" Michaela said, "Why is the Golden Law powerless against corruption? Why does mother want to smash the ring?"

"Even if the golden tree is not perfect, it should not be overthrown." Menggert said, "Countless people depend on the golden tree for their lives. Besides, Kallia is now eyeing it. Do you want to transcend cause and effect? ​​That is equivalent to standing on Kallia's side. camp."

"It's all the same," Michaela said.

"Absurd, do you sympathize with our enemies?" Menggert looked at the face that looked like his own with disgust, "Do you also want to give your love to the enemies of the Golden Tree?"

Michaela was silent for a moment, staring at the tree roots above his head:

"Wu Ming should have seen the desperate scene in the Land of Shadows by now. What solution will he choose to solve..."

Michaela looked at Mengt:

"Yes, my brother, I also sympathize with those enemies, those cornered people. Why do people keep fighting and fighting each other? Obviously as long as everyone puts aside their hatred, thinks about tenderness and love, and works together, the world can be much better."

"I thought you had grown up," Mongot said.

Michaela lowered her head and smiled bitterly:

"Yes, that is a child's innocent dream, but are such expectations and dreams wrong?"

Michaela looked at Menggert expressionlessly:

"Then let's talk in adult language - the Golden Tree cannot defeat the Horned Man, it cannot defeat our enemies."

"Do you want to say that the Golden Tree will be defeated?" Mongot said.

"No, the Golden Tree will not be defeated, but it will not win either." Michaela said, "Honor and faith give the Golden Tree invincible power, but as the enemy is slaughtered, honor and faith will decline, and the soldiers will be confused. , will resist. As for our enemies, they will only explode with amazing power under heavy pressure. That is the power of life, which is delicate and powerful. You can kill it, but you can't defeat it.

"Do you think the Horned Men's revenge will stop due to death? Their application of souls is at its peak. The power of those resentful souls continues to curse mother and us, mother's children.

"Buried the caravan alive, epilepsy appeared; tortured slaves and burned hornets, the invisible mother appeared; destroyed the church, corruption appeared; interfered with death, the dead appeared; exterminated the giants..."

Michaela clasped her hands behind her back and looked at Godwin sadly.

After a moment, Michaela turned and left:

"Brother, I'm going to take you to see something, but don't tell Mr. Godfrey."

Menggert made a serious face: "I'm not that free, I still have to meet people who want to meet."

Michaela smiled: "It's very close. It won't take you too long."

Under the Cathedral of the Golden Tree, there was originally a sculpture of Radagon, the second King of Elden.

In front of the statue, Menggert remained silent for a long time.

Michaela and Mengt stood side by side, looking at the statue:

"Brother, I hope you will think about it seriously. This concerns all of us. If we don't solve the problem of the Shadow Land, no one can be alone. Oh, there is one person who can, and Wuming can. From this perspective, he is the one who least needs to solve the problem. The person who opens the seal is the least anxious.”

Mengt was silent for a long time and said:

"I will go to meet the ministers first, and I will consider this matter later."

"I will accompany you. If you have any questions, I will answer them at any time." Michaela and Mengt went over. "Issues of belonging, faith, the golden law... I will discuss it with you before we go."

Menggert returned to the royal court and sat down on the small chair next to King Rodel's throne.

Menggert sat down in his seat and announced his presence.

But after a while, no one came in.

Menggert frowned: "Didn't you say that someone wanted to meet you?"

The person who sent the message was a little nervous: "There was a message at the door, but the person who wanted to see him didn't come..."

Menggert was confused: "Who is coming to see you?"

"A Deadborn hunter."