Chapter 488 Return to the Border

When 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, and many dents could be seen directly dented into his body.

He had received a heavy blow from the molten mud before and flew directly to an unknown place. Unexpectedly, he is still alive and is indeed a strong warrior.

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

"The young man's injury is not serious." Wuming threw a ball of warm flame towards his body.

D ignored Wu Ming. He trembled his lips and stared at Black Sword - Malikis, who should no longer be called Black Sword.

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

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

Malikis had cooperated with D for a long time. Knowing that he released the death rune must have chilled his heart, and he kept his head down and remained silent.

"You can't do this. Master Radagan will definitely not allow it...it is too contrary to Tiangang." D leaned against the wall, unable to bear such a result, "The Golden Law...is over."

"It's over when it's over." Wuming didn't care at all and patted Mikayla'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..."

"Huh?" Wuming didn't understand, "Why can only the Golden Law do it?"

Roger looked at D with some sadness:

"Only the Golden Law can admit him."

The old woman in the corner looked at D and said softly:

"What a strange physique. His soul is actually not fixed."

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

"I just heard about the Deathborn hunter who wears gold and silver armor." Michaela said, "His physique is very special."

Michaela looked at D:

"He should have a younger brother. He and his younger brother share one soul. Two bodies, two consciousnesses, but only one soul. They will not be awake at the same time, and they will not talk to each other."

Wuming couldn't understand it anymore.

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

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

Even the well-informed Wu Ming felt it was rare.

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

"There's no problem, it's just that everyone regards it as filth." Michaela said, "People always like to classify things they don't understand as filth and heresy."

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

"Yes, because the Golden Tree tolerated him." Michaela said, "If the Golden Tree did not want him, maybe my Holy Tree would tolerate him. But the Golden Tree accepted him and did not regard him as a heretic."

"It's strange." Man Yue sneered, "That narrow-minded red-haired monster in Ladagon actually doesn't regard him as a heretic. That guy even calls me a heretic for eating fruit without peeling it. The sweet shrimps also say so. Heretic. You have to do it in bed, with no clothes on.”

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

Man Yue glanced at La Tarn coldly:

"Have you finished your homework today?"

Latarn took a breath:

"Mom, I am following you to save the world today."

"Then we can't miss morning classes." Man Yue said, "Go ahead and write."

Ratan left in despair.

Michaela looked at D and continued:

"Other civilizations regarded them as heretics and abandoned him and his brother as useless shoes. So now you understand why he upholds the Golden Law so much, right? Only gold can give him and his brother a place to live."

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

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

"What if there was a race that wouldn't be hurt even if it didn't have blood?" Wuming hypothesized, "For example, someone like the Crystal Man, or the Golem Life Form."

"What is it? Is that considered a human being?" Mengge replied without thinking.

"How tolerant." Wuming sighed, "Forget it, let me go and persuade this guy -"

"It's a small matter, let me take care of it." Michaela stepped forward, stopped Wuming, pulled D up, 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 should have heard of the tolerance of the Holy Tree. It was my father Radhagun who also acquiesced.”

The holy light on Michaela enveloped D, and the seriously injured D gradually fell into sleep.

Ymir looked at Michaela’s good deeds:

"It seems you are still quite busy."

"You decide whether you're busy or not," Wuming said.

Ymir hesitated for a moment and looked around:

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

Wuming raised his hand: "Me."

Ymir looked at Wuming with an appreciative expression 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 pretending?" Lance Sanks was unhappy, "I want to hear a story too."

"I don't mind if you are willing to go with me." Ymir said, and immediately invited everyone to go to his cathedral.

Meng took the others with him and teleported them near Shadow City, and soon arrived at Ymir's cathedral.

Entering the cathedral, Ymir said apologetically:

"I'm really sorry. The church has been abandoned for a long time. Please feel free to take a seat. Please be careful where you step and don't step on children."

Then Ymir sat down in his chair, pondered for a while, and said:

"I think you have witnessed with your own eyes the lies and contradictions of the Golden Tree Era...people's ignorance and the suffering of all living beings."

"I've indeed seen a lot of them." Nameless Michaela and the others nodded in agreement.

After all, they had just met D.

"Why did it fall into such a desperate situation?" Ymir said, "Unfortunately, the answer is obvious. Because destruction and disorder have existed from the beginning - it is Malika, and the fingers that guide her."

Ymir sighed: "What worries me the most is this. No matter how hard everyone tries, the source of destruction lies in the root, and efforts are in vain. If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and the source is not clean, the running water will not be clean." "

Ymir said: "And the source is not the fingers. The fingers are the abandoned children of the mother of the fingers, and they are also poor victims. The real destruction and disorder is the mother of the fingers. The role of mother is crucial, you say Yes or no?"

Wuming nodded again with deep understanding.

"This whole mess is all because they don't have a mother." Wuming pouted, "They were all abandoned. I have to say that the quality of mothers in the border area is really poor."

Wuming thought of something and called Ashmi who was accompanying the team. At this time, Ashmi had returned to human form, but because Wuming's helmet could not be recovered, her body became smaller.

"Ashmi, for the record, after we return to the border area, we have to train the parents so that they know how to be parents. It is too irresponsible to take care of the children but not to raise them. It is too irresponsible to run away after the children are born."

Ymir heard Wuming's words and agreed very much. Her cheeks turned strangely red. She stood up from her seat excitedly and walked to Wuming:

"Yes, we need a real, new mother who will not cause destruction, don't we?"

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

Colin stood at the door, holding a plate in his hand. Several ceramic cups fell from the plate and broke into pieces.

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

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

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

Just under the firm belief, with a hint of loneliness.

He felt very unhappy when traveling with Patch and others, facing a group of filth. Moreover, some of these filthy people always taunted him, and some of them were blind and always found someone to chat with.

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's been through far worse things than this. Physical suffering no longer bothered him.

What worries Colin the most is another thing.

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

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

The curse-like scene appeared in front of him, and he could not turn a blind eye to the desperate scene. He also cannot lie and deceive others.

Because the prophecy must be the power given to him by the golden tree, and the golden law teaches everyone that people should not lie.

The Golden Law also teaches everyone to love your neighbor.

But after Colin made the prophecy, he, the Golden Tree Priest, was driven out of his hometown.

Put on a blindfold, put on shackles and anklets.

Exiled, walking aimlessly.

That time was far more painful than it is now.

His faith was tempered by this pain.

No matter how much pain he encountered, Colin was unwilling to overturn his prediction. He just believed in the teachings of the Golden Tree - not to lie and to be honest. And cherish your talents.

Colin feels that honesty should not be wrong.

With such faith, Colin never got up after falling down from exhaustion. So he died in exile.

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

It must be because of his piety that impressed the golden tree. And such a great and tolerant golden tree is the real truth and an eternal existence.

The prophecy he saw must be because he had not yet understood its secrets.

He will 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 power from the Two Fingers.

In order to study the Golden Law, he became a disciple of the Golden Mask and followed the great scholar of the Golden Law.

But with this belief, Colin became more and more panicked and anxious.

All the great scholars of the Golden Law are denying the Golden Law 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 Law and the two fingers, but in fact they were just blinded by arrogance.

So Colin left Baizhi and the Golden Mask.

Every time he explored, he would be hit harder and his heart would fall into a deeper abyss.

He found Michaela like grabbing the last straw and entered the Shadow Land.

But that was the beginning of the nightmare.

Since contacting Wuming, Colin saw more prophetic phantoms and more terrifying scenes.

He saw filth all around him, the abyss, and the complete destruction of the Golden Law.

He also saw the scene of the Golden Tree melting in the flames and all the creatures in the world 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 he was powerless to change it.

This was the most frightening thing for him.

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

He didn't understand why he had such a talent. If the future cannot be changed, why should I see it? If such a future is inevitable, what is the meaning of living?

Colin prayed silently, praying that the great golden tree and the two fingers could guide him.

Guidance did not come, Colin was just tripped by the corpses on the roadside.

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

This reminded Colin of his first death.

So Colin prayed devoutly to the golden tree as he did when he died for the first time.

Pray for the arrival of guidance.

His palms covered with mud and blood were propped up from the ground, and his hands were scratched by thorny grass. He put his hands together and prayed.

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

Colin fumbled with the object in his hand and identified what it was.

With a chain, it was rough. When pinching and waving, the sound of the wind turned into a sharp whistle.

He identified it.

That was the hole necklace that Patch had thrown away.

That was the whistle that could communicate with the finger.

The door in his heart was opened, and light descended into the dark vision. The world suddenly became clear.

Overwhelming inspiration descended into his heart, and he had an epiphany - this was a sign.

This was a hint given to him by God.

He was favored, chosen, and watched by God.

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

Even if he couldn't see anything, he was no longer confused and afraid.

He walked at will, regardless of what there was, without a map or language 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.

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

But Colin walked as if on flat ground, without feeling hardship or difficulty.

He didn't even see the guardians in the ruins, but just took a step based on his feelings and walked into the deepest part of the finger ruins.

If you do what you want, you can achieve the best. Everyone's actions are like precise gears that fit together to compose a magnificent movement that is constantly sublimating.

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

Colin blew the whistle.

It seemed that nothing happened.

But Colin was not panicked. He strode forward and walked all the way to Ymir's church.

Ymir received Colin, heard about Colin's deeds, and praised Colin:

"You are really a person favored by the supreme will."

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

"You need to blow another bell." Ymir comforted Colin and told him not to worry, "Besides, you have awakened something."

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

Soon, the second bell was blown.

Colin also didn't use a map, and he didn't even know where he was.

Occasionally he fell, occasionally climbed, and occasionally got injured and fainted. When he woke up, he continued to trek and pilgrimage, and arrived in front of the second bell.

When Colin blew the second bell and returned, Ymir gave him the warmest hospitality.

And Colin regained his confidence because of Ymir's whistle, and voluntarily served Ymir.

But Colin still didn't meet the two fingers.

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

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

Colin believed him, Ymir helped him, and he was willing to wait for a while.

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

"What did you say?" Colin walked over quickly and grabbed Ymir's collar, "You said that the hair of Master Two Fingers and the guide have been destroyed?!"

Wuming looked at Colin:

"Well, you are holding my collar."

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

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

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

If there was a guide, he could catch Ymir without any obstacles.

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..." Colin knelt on the ground, "How could both fingers be damaged... How could what that guy Bai Zhi said be true..."

Wuming frowned and looked at Colin and asked Ymir:

"What's going on?"

Ymir said: "If I want to see the Mother of Fingers, I 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 person."

Ymir pointed at Wuming: "You."

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

Ymir nodded: "A child without a mother's guidance will only go astray."

"Okay, I'll go take a look." Wuming said, "Then where is the Mother of Fingers?"

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

Ymir said: "It's just under my seat. Turn on the mechanism and you can go there."

Wuming nodded: "I'm familiar with this. You all like to hide things in the ossuary of the church."

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

Ymir was stunned.

The seat behind him was slowly retreating, 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 own mood.

Under Ymir's seat is a very long ladder, no different from a cliff.

If Colin jumped, his brain would burst.

"Master Two Fingers, great golden tree, please protect me." Colin clasped his hands in mid-air.

The necklace he was holding tightly in his hands was thrown out with his hands clasped together, and the necklace hooked on the bulge on the ladder.

Colin clasped his hands together so hard that his hands were not even pulled away immediately. Instead, they were hung on the ladder, and a blood arrow was drawn out of his palms.

His body swayed and he fell off the ladder again.

But with the previous buffer, he did not turn into a puddle of meat on the spot, but his legs were broken.

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 granted.

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

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

With blood spitting 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 tall and protruding finger-shaped rocks along the corridor, and at the end is a hanging bell.

Colin fell halfway, with three steel thorn hooks stuck in his body.

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

The armor is completely black, and it can be seen from the bumps and grooves of the armor that this is a female warrior.

The female warrior holds a pierced necklace in her hand.

The female warrior handed the hole necklace to Wuming.

Wuming took the necklace and was not in a hurry to blow the whistle. He knelt down and checked Colin's condition.

Colin lost his life 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 with you and place it properly."

Wuming pinched his whistle, looked at Colin who died in fanaticism, and thought of what Ymir said about the ignorance and contradictions of the golden tree era.

He sighed and walked towards the clock resolutely.

I blew the whistle properly, but nothing happened.

Wuming was a little strange and turned around to look.

After turning around, he saw another space, as if he were at the bottom of the sea, with a strange, huge chimney-like pipe above his head.

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

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

He had arrived at a strange sea very smoothly.

In the distance, an indescribable creature lay quietly on the sea.

The creature looked somewhat like a scorpion. It's just that the scorpion's tail is composed of two spiral fingers, forming a plier-like structure.

And the head, looks like a thumb.

The feet of the body are all made up of fingers, and they are densely packed, even denser than the feet of a scorpion.

The position of the two pincers is the two hands.

Looking around, there is no other creature around, it should be Metiel.

Wuming walked towards Metiel and felt a strange whistling sound filling the surroundings, making the environment even quieter.

As Wuming came closer, the head finger of the Mother Finger suddenly turned towards him.

Immediately in the middle of the head, a pink laser shot towards Wuming.

Wuming saw the other person's eyes flashing and subconsciously dodged to avoid the laser.

He stopped walking slowly and quickly approached his mother-in-law.

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

The weird body jumped up high, spun around, and spiraled into Wuming.

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

Wuming felt very heavy and full of impact.

But...it's not as heavy as expected.

Wuming took off his shield and saw a foot made of more than a dozen fingers slapping his side, trembling and fidgeting randomly, forcing Wuming back.

Wuming retreated, dodging Zhimu's toe attack, and saw Zhimu's thumb smashing down from above his head.

At the moment of the smash, Wuming clearly saw a small eye in the center of the fingerprint on the thumb of the finger mother.

Wuming rubbed the water with his foot to avoid the hammer.

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

Wuming was in mid-air and found that the front of the finger mother, the great chest, had a group of bright red cracks full of fingers.

The finger mother grabbed her chest with both hands and tore the bright red cracks even bigger. Several finger worms were born and rushed over when they saw Wuming.

Wuming accepted these attacks and really understood that the finger mother was not strong.

He was not even as difficult as the two fingers before.

The attack was not accurate, the strength was not particularly strong, and the pink energy was not particularly strong.

"Is that all?" Wuming was puzzled.

The finger mother mentioned by Ymir was simply the embodiment of the evil of the world. Wuming was fully prepared. But 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 Bug, but continued to keep his distance and observe the Finger Mother's body.

Wuming found something wrong.

The two fingers at the end of the Finger Mother's tail 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 the fingertips and found nothing else.

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

It gave him a familiar feeling.

This was very similar to the feeling of Man Yue's madness.

In order to confirm his thoughts, Wuming made a tentative attack.

He first attacked the Finger Bugs and observed the reaction of the Finger Mother.

The Finger Mother did not react at all.

He seemed to not care about the children he gave birth to at all, and his tail was still trembling.

Wuming rushed up and kept hitting along the whole body of the Finger Mother, hitting both his fists and the sword.

Finger Mother's movements were clumsy, and she was soon beaten all over.

Finger Mother's little finger finally changed - it trembled faster.

Wuming read that the sadness and panic in it became more intense, but there was no other content.

Just thinking about this, Wuming suddenly felt a shudder all over his body.

Wuming immediately distanced himself.

A black hole appeared between Finger Mother's little finger.

As the black hole appeared, Finger Mother's whole body rose into the air, and the majestic pink and purple power was swayed, making Wuming unable to get close.

Wuming didn't want to get close either, he stared at the black hole on Finger Mother's little finger.

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

It looked like a piece of golden rune.

But looking at the round ball that looked like a golden rune, Wuming didn't have any appetite.

He had a vague feeling that if he swallowed the golden rune, he would be stuffed to death.

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

Just after moving away, the golden rune expanded into a black hole again, the size of the finger mother's body.

Two thick jets sprayed out from the black sphere in opposite directions, and as the black sphere rotated, the jets surrounded it.

The huge jet spread along the sea surface, destroying everything along the way.

Wuming was hit hard by the jet, and even though he was far away, he did not dodge.

Wuming felt that his body was about to be torn apart and thrown out heavily.

When Wuming got up, he smiled.

After being hit by this big light cannon, he finally confirmed that the finger mother didn't want to hit him at all.

The power that made him feel so threatened could not have only this power when it hit him.

And after he personally experienced the jet, he felt that there was a special frequency in the jet.

It was similar to the language of the two fingers.

Even the meaning expressed in it was still the meaning expressed by the trembling of the little finger before - sadness and panic.

It was just that the degree reached the extreme.

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

Just a shout contained enough power to kill Wuming instantly.

The Mother of Finger indeed possessed a powerful force that matched Her status.

Wuming looked at the Mother of Finger and smiled.

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

Wuming couldn't help laughing.

He put away his weapon and raised his hands to the Mother of Finger.

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

That should be another laser.

Fortunately, Wuming didn't surrender either.

He raised his hands high, shaking and trembling at a very fast speed, as if there was a Senesanx next to the sea surface discharging electricity into the water.

Seeing Wuming's strange action, the Mother of Finger really stopped attacking.

The little finger of the Mother of Finger began to wriggle again, also shaking and trembling, and was seen by Wuming.

Wuming relied on the language of two fingers he had just learned to understand what Mother Finger said:

"Were you calling me mother just now?"

Wuming shook his hands, like a pair of fingers:

"Yes."

Mother Finger responded: "You just called mother, there are at least three grammatical errors."

Wuming smiled: "What about you? Mother Finger, why are you hiding here looking for your mother? You have also been abandoned?"

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

"Sure enough." Wuming murmured.

Except for the other thoughts and actions that Mother Finger expressed now, all her previous actions were just to express sadness and panic - and very obviously, to express this sadness and panic.

Did it want him to see this emotion, so it didn't attack him? Not likely.

With the previous experience of the two fingers and the endless abandoned babies after coming to the Shadow Land, Wuming thought of it at the first time -

Finger Mother was also abandoned.

"Making nesting dolls, right?" Wuming said to Mother Finger, "You were abandoned, then abandoned Finger, and Finger instigated Marika to abandon the child. Why? Why repeat nesting dolls like this?"

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

Mother Finger saw Wuming's accusation, but she was very confused:

"I don't know what Marika is."

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

"I communicate with my child to convey my father's orders." Mother Finger raised her little finger and showed the sphere on the position, "Use this small universe."

Mother Finger's little finger shrank back:

"But I was abandoned by my father."

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

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

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

Mother Finger did not respond, only a sad mood came.

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

"What's going on?" Mother Finger asked.

Mother Finger said she didn't know, and Wuming believed it.

Simply because, during the entire battle, this strange creature showed no concern for the child or herself, she was concentrating on contacting others.

"Are you contacting the Supreme Will?" Wuming asked.

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

"Besides contacting him, you didn't do anything else?" Wuming asked.

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

Mission, another mission.

Wuming understood that Ymir said that the source of destruction was Finger Mother, but in his opinion, it was no longer a matter of human affairs if it was the Supreme Will.

As for whether there is another mother above the Supreme Will? No one knows.

Wuming is not interested in killing this Finger Mother again.

"It seems that the Supreme Will has nothing to do with people." Wuming said, "I blamed you wrongly."

"Don't blame my father." Finger Mother said, "It's because I was broken that my father abandoned me."

"Is it broken?" Wuming looked at the Mother of Finger, Mettier. Because she was too different from other creatures he knew, he couldn't tell which ones were wounds and which ones were just like that.

"Do you know Ymir?" Wuming asked Finger Mother, describing Ymir's characteristics.

"It seems he came before." Finger Mother said, "He wanted to hurt me, and 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 cut off my finger with a knife."

Wuming murmured to himself:

"What Pachi said was true, and the old man lied to me that it was a fabrication..."

Wuming moved his body to Finger Mother: "It's okay, I won't bother you, I'm leaving, sorry to bother you with giving birth and homesickness."

Wuming wanted to find a reason to slip away, after all, he added a lot of wounds to Finger Mother, which was really a bit regretful.

Just as he was looking for a reason to slip away, the small universe on Finger Mother's little finger expanded again, and the majestic power appeared again.

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

But he found that the black hole was no longer hanging above Finger Mother, and there was no terrifying jet.

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

The finger mother instantly disappeared into the black hole.

And Wuming saw that at the moment when the finger mother 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 while, and his eyes blurred, and he returned to the finger ruins.

Wuming still didn't understand what happened, it seemed like a dream just now. He didn't even know how much time had passed.

Wuming climbed up the ladder and found that others were there, all looking at him, which made him feel that what just happened was real.

Only Ymir looked strange, with dark circles under his eyes becoming more serious. His elegant and calm smile disappeared. Seeing Wuming, he rushed over and grabbed him:

"What did you do? What did you do!"

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

"Why did you let the Finger Mother run away?" Ymir shouted, "You should have killed Him!"

"Stop it." Wuming pushed his hand away, "I told me that it's not their fault. If you want to kill someone with a borrowed knife, just say it. I don't like dishonest people."

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

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

Under Ymir's robe were densely packed maggot-like fingers.

Ymir's robe opened, revealing his bloody chest, and he groaned in pain.

Then a multi-handed fingerworm emerged from Ymir's chest.

"That's fine." Ymir's lips were pale, "Anyway, if she runs away, I will be the only mother. I will not give birth to a ruined, real, new mother! I will become the real mother - the only mother!" "

Ymir opened his eyes wide:

"This world should be reshuffled, starting with my children. Correct the mistakes of this world! We are born from mistakes, this is original sin!"

The fingerworm under his feet pounced on Wuming.

Wuming picked up the fingerworm with one hand, pressed the fingerworm on Ymir's face, and blasted him towards the stone pillar next to him, saying helplessly:

"Have you ever thought that you yourself were born from mistakes? How can a mother like you be the right mother?"

Ymir disappeared, emerged from the smoke, and appeared in the distance, staring at Wuming with dark circles:

"Do you want to say that we have to carry original sin forever? We can never be freed from it?"

"I don't understand original sin." Wuming tilted his head, "But even if you carry original sin, so what? Just stumble along. Who doesn't pay compensation in business? Although I really want to make money, in fact, I will occasionally lose blood. Sometimes Earn money with blood. I may go bankrupt, or I may become rich, but I will not disband and set up a new caravan that is completely different from the previous one just because of a loss - even if I am born with sins and imperfections, as long as I try my best It’s better to pursue perfection.”

The black hole on Ymir's crown trembled, and he took out another staff, which looked like the tail of a thumb. It 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 much sin we bear..." Ymir said, still wanting to launch an attack.

But before he could finish speaking, Twin Moon Knight Lelana rushed in front of him, unsheathing the flame fingertips in her hand, and the flames were like a whirlwind, burning all the Fingerworms and Ymir.

Ymir still wanted to teleport, but Reilana threw out the pyroxene sword in her left hand and nailed it to the wall of the cathedral.

Leilana said to Wuming: "I'm sorry for being ridiculous, Ymir has caused trouble for you."

The weak and crazy Ymir could not withstand this attack, and his eyes immediately dimmed:

"... Yuri, I'm sorry... I really want to be your mother..."

"Who is Yuri?" Wuming was curious.

Roger replied: "A fingerworm."

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

Roger was a little embarrassed and covered his face:

"Because Feiya just took advantage of you to go down and dig someone's grave."

Roger pointed to a cemetery next to the church.

On the tombstone, there is a line engraved:

"My precious child - Yuri who died young."

Wuming still doesn’t understand:

"Did he have a child named Yuri who died, so he mistook the fingerworm for Yuri, or was he really named Yuri after the fingerworm?"

"I don't know about that." Roger shrugged, "But if the child died, he should be like Lady Lenora, studying the secret of birth."

"The people in Kallia are so weird." Wuming touched his face and commented.

"I'm from Calia, 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 the others, and was ready to return to the junction.

"The finger is gone, and the mother finger is gone too. 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 entrance to meet up with Patch and others.

Michaela Mengt and others were responsible for opening the seal, and Wuming chatted with Patch about the previous fight against the finger.

"This place is really a garbage dump orphanage." Wuming said, "Even the mother-in-law is an abandoned baby. It's so miserable. It's so repetitive that I'm going to die."

After listening to Wuming's story, Patch frowned and looked very serious:

"You said the finger mother ran away?"

"Yeah, he ran away, what happened?"

"How did you run away?"

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

"Has she had this ability before?" Patch asked.

"No, right?" Wuming said, "And I think she is quite happy. She must have gone home. If she could go home by herself, would she wait until now?"

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

"What's wrong?" Wuming was curious.

Even at the Gate of God, Wuming had never seen Patch show such anxiety before.

"Didn't you also tell me that Mother Zhi is unable to run away on her own? She has been contacting the Supreme Will to ask her father to pick her up, and now she is gone." Patch said, "What does it mean?"

Patch was spinning in circles: "It means that the Supreme Will is still paying attention to this land, and he is coming!"

"Huh?" Wuming couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

After seeing the energy of Zhimu's small universe, Wuming understood that the supreme will was indeed supreme.

Now, no one knows the position of the Supreme Will. If the Supreme Will agrees with you, then everyone is happy; if it ignores you, then everything is fine; if it opposes you, then you are dead.

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

"Hard to say." Patch grimaced.

He thought of something and asked Wuming:

"After using the jet, was the finger mother immediately pulled away, or was it pulled away after a while? How long was the interval?"

Wuming thought: "It was quite a long time. We talked for a long time before she was pulled away."

Patch relaxed a little:

"That's good, it's good."

Wuming patted Patch's bald head:

"Let's leave here first."

As he said, he went to find Michaela Mungert and prepared to return to the border.

But when he walked out, he found that Mungert and Michaela also looked a little serious.

"What's the matter?" Wuming asked.

"The talisman is still useless." Michaela said.

"Haven't we solved the double finger?" Wuming said, "There should be no interference."

"But it didn't work." Michaela said, "Maybe there is a problem at the border."

"Then let Munger send him away." Wuming said.

"Mong is looking for the blood pool." Mengget said, "But he hasn't found it yet."

"How is that possible?" Wuming didn't believe it, "When we came here, wasn't there a blood pool?"

"I demolished it." Mengget pinched his eyebrows, "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 demolished it."

Wuming was stunned: "There is no blood pool somewhere else?"

"Still looking." Mengget said, "It's not easy to find a blood pool that people can travel through now. The old site of the Blood Dynasty has been It has been destroyed. Munger made a desperate move this time, and all the elite troops were taken to the Shadow Land. There are not many people in the Blood Dynasty at the border, and the blood pool is not enough. "

Michaela said: "And now, thanks to you, the border is very peaceful, and it is difficult to form a pool of blood and so many casualties."

Seeing that Wuming was a little disappointed, Michaela added:

"But don't worry, there will definitely be one, just wait for Munger to find it."

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

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

"What way?" Wuming asked.

"Wouldn't it be better if I became a god." Michaela pointed at herself, "If I become a god, I can directly remove the curtain seal set by my mother and directly return the Shadow Land to the border."

"No!" Mungget 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."

Michaela held out two fingers:

"First, Brother Mongget, things are different now. The Death Rune has been completely liberated. That is to say, the Golden Law has been completely broken. The new era has been determined. Second, becoming a god does not affect it. Look, when King Monger was with him before, he 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:

"It's too sudden and too early to let the Horned People meet the Borderland now?"

"It's too sudden." Michaela said, "But now, we are not so calm."

"We can wait for Monger." Mongget said.

Mikaela shook her head: "I mean, you have to be mentally prepared for some things - the talisman doesn't work, maybe the two fingers of the round table are interfering."

"The two fingers are the heroes of the Golden Dynasty." Monggot said.

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

Mikaela grabbed Monggot's shoulders, like a mirror:

"We have to make changes."

Monggot was a little 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 ready-made." Mikaela said.

"Ready-made?"

"Melted mud."

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

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

Wuming was also pulled over by Mikaela 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, very suitable for you to bring the god back."

"Only a true king can lead me back." Michaela insisted, "It must be only Brother Wuming who can lead me back."

"Is that so." Wuming was full of doubt.

"Trust my judgment." Michaela said, "No one who is not a true king can lead the god back."

"Is that so." Wuming touched his chin, "Okay, then I'll try."

Michaela's eyebrows and eyes smiled into a crescent moon, and he jumped into the Gate of God.

The whole process was also very smooth.

Michaela soon returned from the Gate of God as a god, and the holy light on his body became stronger.

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

Michaela, who had grown up, was infinitely close to the god. The Gate of God was just to make up for the last shortcoming.

In fact, Michaela could even return from the Gate of God by himself 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 you can also use a little trick to make Wuming become your own king. Why not, Michaela decided to go to the Gate of God.

Michaela seemed to be in a hurry to come out, and she didn't even stay at the God's Gate for long, so she came out quickly.

Michaela walked out of the Gate of God, jumped on Wuming, and rubbed her face on his back:

"Thank you for bringing me back, my king."

Menggert stood outside the door and commented:

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

"I think so." Meng next to him nodded.

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

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

Although Menggert was unwilling to say such words that would destroy his prestige, he had to admit that Wuming would be a great threat if he wanted to become the king. He alone may be enough to provoke another massive turmoil on the scale of a Broken War.

Menggert also smiled and looked at Wuming next to him: "Fortunately, you have no intention of becoming the king."

Michaela looked at the door outside the God's Gate, where Wuming was chatting and laughing with Mengt Meng, and her golden eyes widened.

He lowered his head and looked at Wuming beneath him.

The figure of Wuming, who was hugged by him, melted and turned into a shy girl with blindfolded eyes, black dress, gray hair and bare feet.

This is the image that Asumi usually shows to others.

"Mikaela-sama, please give me your advice in the future." Ashimi blushed a little.

Michaela jumped off Ashmi and was dumbfounded: "How is it possible that a king can guide a god..."

Wuming shouted to Asmi at the door:

"Not bad, Ashimi, I finally have what it takes to be a king."

After hearing this, Ashmi raised her head proudly:

"Of course, I have already said that we, the teardrops, will one day transform into kings!"

Wuwei felt sincerely happy for the old employee who once shined in the Shadow Land, and celebrated with her: "Ashmi Ashmi, when will you transform into a king?"

Asumi couldn't help but smile proudly:

"I don't know, what do you think?"

"Today, just today!" Wuming cheered to Asumi.

Wuming lifted up Asumi, threw it, and called out.

Michaela fell to the side and pointed at herself:

"What about me?"

"Didn't you become a god?" Menggert walked up to him and looked at him, "It's your turn to get busy, the new god Michaela."

Michaela wants to cry but has no tears:

"Didn't you say try it?"

"It's a try." Wuming said, "I just want to try to see if I am the only one who can guide you back. It seems that as smart as you are, there are times when you make mistakes in judgment."

Wuming felt a little emotional:

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

Wuming wiped away tears and was very moved:

"Everyone has grown up, it's great."

Michaela crossed her face, raised her arms, and vented all her resentment to the curtain of the dome.

He raised his hand, as if dragging the curtain of the sky, then grabbed it, lifted it up and tore it apart.

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

At the junction, between the six divine grant towers.

In the vast ocean, a continent gradually emerged.

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

"Junction, we are back!"