Chapter 456: Messermo Attack Plan

After hearing what Leida said, Ampah couldn't help but laugh:

"It's not appropriate for you to ask me for help with this kind of request."

"Anyway, your Blood Dynasty must be harboring evil intentions." Leida said, "I don't deny the power of the nameless, and you can see it for yourself. Since your master wants to become a king, he will definitely compete with other kings. Getting rid of the king is your goal. Isn't it the same purpose to hunt down the faded ones?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Ampah said, "Lord Mung just refused the two fingers and longed for the wound."

"It's not completely denied." Leida said.

Ampah smiled: "But I won't do anything to that lord. Although I'm looking for him as a reward, I can't feel that I have contributed so easily to finding him. So he is still my benefactor, and I can't draw my sword against my benefactor. Just like Leida, you won't do anything to Lord Michaela, he has done you a favor."

Leda sighed and was speechless.

"You are too worried. Will Lady Michaela really be affected?" Ampah said, "I have experienced the horror of Lady Michaela. He is a person who will never change his goal. For a genius, that is the most terrifying trait."

"But Wuming is the king that Lady Michaela loves, that is to say, the partner of God." Leida said, "Do you know what this means? It means that they will become husband and wife!"

"So what?" Ampah asked.

Leida held her head, and the golden pupils in her eyes flickered and shook:

"Husband and wife will become more and more alike when living together. If the kind-hearted Lady Michaela becomes as wretched as that person in the future... I don't want it!"

Leida pulled out the golden needle from her fingertips and stared at Wuming:

"Must kill him, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

Leida was muttering, and suddenly found a commotion coming from Wuming, the thorn in her eye.

"What's wrong?" Leida approached to understand the situation.

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Wuming made plans for the future of the spirit tomb and finally began to prepare to understand the situation on the Messermo side.

A hand touched Wuming's mouth.

Colin stumbled to Wuming. Because he was blindfolded, he could only follow the sound and keep groping. His hand lingered between the protruding mouth and teeth of the ancient dragon.

"I found you. My mission is completed. You have to send me back-tell Michaela that I found you." Colin's voice was very excited, as if he had seen a bright future.

"You are..." Wuming realized that there was someone he didn't know among the group of people who came to find him. After a moment of identification, he finally remembered, "The one from the old round table."

Wuming looked at Patch: "Why are you here too?"

Patch said: "Just in case, we need to find someone who can talk to the Golden Tree."

Wuming also knew what his team was made of, and nodded in agreement: "Then keep it, it will probably be useful when we go to Shadow City later."

Colin was stunned: "My mission is completed, I found you."

"Michaela asked you to find me and go back?" Wuming asked Colin.

Colin nodded.

"Then I haven't gone back yet." Wuming said, "You stay for a few more days. If I don't go back, Michaela probably won't fulfill her promise to you."

After sending Colin away, Wuming called Lailana and prepared to go to the City Lord's Mansion for a detailed discussion.

But after a few steps, he was stopped again.

This time it was the soldiers of Messermo.

"What's the matter again?" Wuming was a little annoyed, "The adults are talking about business, children, go away."

The soldiers of Messermo stood in front of Wuming and Lailana and looked at Lailana:

"My Lord, are you going to receive this lightless person? He just said he wanted to kill Lord Messermo."

"It's a misunderstanding." Lailana said, "He is not a horn man, and he has no plan to kill Messermo."

"But he is a lightless person after all." The soldiers of Messermo said, "Our duty is to clean up the lightless people."

The eyes of the warriors were full of dissatisfaction and hostility. Obviously, not everyone was as clear-headed as Leilana.

The soldier asked Lailana: "Lady Lailana, have you betrayed Lord Messermo?"

"Watch your words." Lailana said coldly, "I don't need the holy war to give me honor. I came here for only one person."

"But Lord Messermo will not agree to do this." The soldier said.

"Then I will fight him in person." Lailana said, "But he should tell me, not you."

Lailana lowered her voice and said to Wuming:

"Go in quickly. You just had a fight, so it is inevitable that you have resentment. Don't let the soldiers see it, the resentment will slowly disappear."

Wuming smiled and walked out of Lailana's shelter and stood in front of the soldiers:

"Are you unhappy with me? I understand. After all, when you just besieged me, I played you around."

Wuming's frivolous words once again provoked a commotion, and the soldiers became more and more restless.

"But I see that the reasons why you are blocking me are different." Wuming observed these soldiers, "Those who feel that fighting me is not satisfying enough and just want to have a good fight can stand up."

A lot of soldiers really came out. Patch saw that many of them were soldiers who had escaped from prison before, and those soldiers who had been sitting in the city in despair before.

Wuming looked at those who didn't stand up:

"You think that as a lightless person, I should die, and I should be strung up and roasted, right?"

Someone in the group said:

"You just killed my friend."

"Oh, those who fell off the bridge." Wuming said, "Hate is like this, generation after generation, never ending - even if you are the first to attack."

Wuming stretched out his hand and pointed to the warrior who stood up:

"Come on, I'll fight with you. Once the anger is over, it's time to dissipate, right? Let's go back and forth from wherever we are. But I'm in a hurry, so come on together."

Wuming's arrogant speech immediately made the soldiers' blood boil. They couldn't hold it back, and they picked up axes and hammers and were about to attack.

Wuming looked around and caught sight of the sword in Leilana's hand:

"City Lord, lend me a sword. I want the one with fire."

"No." Leilana responded.

"Huh?" Wuming was stunned.

"The moon and the fire cannot be separated." Lelana said for unknown reasons.

Wuming was about to bravely accept the challenge, but he didn't expect Leilana to refuse so decisively.

But the soldiers' blood was already rising, and they all rushed forward.

Wuming was surrounded by a flurry of punches and kicks.

"It feels so familiar." Wuming muttered while lying on the ground.

This time he did not intend to be beaten beyond recognition by Lance Sanks. He roared on the spot and shook the soldiers away. The dragon stretched out its arms and swept away the nearby soldiers.

Wuming leaned forward and picked up an axe.

"Okay, it's more or less an object." Wuming waved it casually, got used to the feel, and then raised the ax high.

The flames spread and lengthened along the ax blade, just like Leilana's magic sword.

The surging power swept out, and the fire blade of more than ten meters knocked all the warriors rushing towards Wuming into the air.

Wuming slashed four times freely, and then the big ax struck the ground, flames swept across, and all the warriors were blown away.

However, the soldiers' armors were generally treated to withstand fire, and they did not suffer many fatal injuries.

Wuming played with the ax, spinning the handle, throwing it away and catching it again.

Wuming walked to the soldier lying on the ground unable to get up:

"Your ax is too light. It is far inferior to Godfrey's axe."

"Have you ever fought with the king?" the soldier asked.

"I've been beaten before, and it was a good beating." Wuming said with a smile, and put the ax on his shoulder, "Are you convinced?"

Looking up at the thin figure carrying the axe, feeling the heroic spirit, the soldiers got up with difficulty, but stopped attacking:

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

"Done." Wuming patted the soldiers on the shoulders, passed through them, walked to the group of soldiers who did not step forward, and opened his arms.

"Okay, stab me to death." Wuming said.

"Eh?"

The soldiers behind Wuming, the soldiers in front of him, and Leilana, who were watching from a distance, were stunned at the same time.

Wuming spread his arms: "Don't you want to execute the lightless ones? Others want revenge. How to do it, impalement, and then burning, right? Come on."

Leda, who was inquiring about the situation, was also stunned. Ampah walked to her side and said with a smile:

"Great, your wish has come true."

Leda was speechless. She felt as if a slug had entered her brain and was a little messed up.

Ampah looked at Wuming from a distance:

"What a strange person. It feels like whatever we want to do can be accomplished quickly with him. It's as if anything happens to him at a faster pace."

"What is he doing?" Leda couldn't understand.

"Let's die." Ampah looked at Wuming with admiration, "You really have the bearing of a king."

Wuming opened his arms to welcome the big spears of Messermer soldiers, but the soldiers hesitated.

Standing in the distance, they also saw Wuming's heroic appearance against other soldiers, and the heroic flame slash also reflected in their hearts.

For such a hero to actively seek death, even those soldiers with firm beliefs were a little confused.

Although the soldiers as a group hesitate, impulsive individuals may be the ones who change the situation. After all, someone, without much hesitation, picked up the big spear and stabbed Wuming straight.

Without strong armor and a flexible body, the big spear directly pierced Wuming's body. The bloody spearhead stabbed out from Wuming's back, and the blood dripped, crystal clear and bloody.

"Ah——" Wuming cried out in ecstasy.

That mean cry was like a horn. Many of the soldiers who were still hesitating rushed forward, raised their spears, and pierced Wuming.

Wuming also kept screaming in pain along with the attack:

"Oh~, ah, oh, ah~"

Leda was dumbfounded: "What is he doing?"

Ampah was also unsure: "Will you... lead me to death?"

The soldiers of Messermer became angrier and angrier as they listened to the nameless screams of pain. It was more terrifying and terrifying than facing a billion groaners.

The soldiers became more and more ruthless, and finally after a spear pierced Wuming's chest, Wuming groaned as if air was leaking, and he no longer had any chance of breathing.

At this time, his body was like General Shattered Star, with large spears stuck all over his body, and there was almost no good spot.

All the big spears burst into flames at the same time, setting the nameless corpse on fire.

After doing all this, the Messemer soldiers were sweating profusely. Killing had never felt so long before.

In the past, killing only took a moment, but now they were tortured for a long time in long-lasting killings and nameless "wailings" before they completed their mission.

Some soldiers even lost their balance and sat on the ground due to excessive exertion. They were sweating profusely and looked at the dead body on the big spear, feeling a little empty for a moment.

Looking at Wu Ming hanging on the spear like a sausage for barbecue, and thinking that this man could have swept them all, the soldiers were a little silent. Some of them looked at Patch and the others, staring into their dull eyes, but in the end they dispersed without saying anything more.

After everyone had dispersed, Lelana walked towards Patch:

"You are very calm. I hope I understand correctly."

Patch smiled: "Let's go to the city lord's room first."

Several people returned to the city lord's room again. Not long after entering the room, the door was knocked again.

Opening the door, Wuming, wearing the armor with blue decorations, greeted the people in the room:

"Hey, hello everyone."

Wuming moved his body: "This equipment is still comfortable."

"Fake death?" Leilana looked at Wuming's new image. It was indeed exactly the same as the image provided by Patch before.

"It's so insincere to cheat to death. I just died and came back to life - it's just the same cycle." Wuming sat in front of Lelana, "Okay, please tell me about your commission in detail."

Leilana stopped worrying about how Wuming came to life. She pondered for a moment and began to talk about her commission.

Lelana said, "I want to free Messermer."

"You want to kill Messermo?" Wuming was surprised.

"Why do you all have the same reaction?" Leilana was a little angry. "It was to convince him to end the holy war and give him peace."

Wuming said: "According to your opinion, Messemer is not willing to continue this holy war? Isn't he leading this holy war? Isn't he stopping whenever he wants?"

"Do you know what holy war is?" Lelana said.

"A war that burns out all those who are not blessed?" Wuming guessed.

Leilana nodded: "From the action plan of the generals, it is indeed the case. The Holy War was started by Mersemer, and Mersemor is executing his mother's orders. The so-called Holy War is a brutal purge, in order to complete the Malika purifies the heretics and dominates the war of the golden tree.”

Leilana closed her eyes and sighed softly:

"In order to thoroughly implement the belief of the Golden Tree, all alien beliefs and cultures must be eradicated. Beliefs and culture are the norms and habits that penetrate deeply into all aspects of a nation. For this reason, it is also necessary to eradicate all aspects of a nation-except for the position. High-ranking priests and warriors, as well as civilians. This was a war without honor. Many warriors were martyred, and many more fell into confusion and pain."

"Messemer is also in pain?" Wuming said, "Then it would be better if he didn't listen to his mother."

"It would be nice if it was that simple." Lelana said, "It's precisely because he has no reputation that Mersemer did it."

Wuming looked at Patch: "Can you understand?"

"Take the pot." Patch said lazily. He looked at Leilana, "right?"

Leilana stroked the sword in her left hand:

"Messemer knew that this was a dishonorable war and would be cursed and lamented by many people, so he bore all this for Malika and was responsible for purging those who were not blessed."

Wuming listened and nodded:

"It doesn't feel like it's a big problem. I should be able to get it back after persuasion, right?"

Leilana shook her head: "The problem is that he is very stubborn."

"Why are you stubborn?" Wuming said, "If it's because he cares too much about his mother, then we can start here."

Leilana said: "Because of his nature, he is also a person who is not blessed."

"Oh?" Wuming sat upright.

"It can be said that he is the least blessed person." Lelana said, "He has the essence of a snake and the eternal fire."

"Haha." Patch laughed upon hearing this, "No wonder he was sent here. Is this because he was exiled?"

"Yes, he was actually abandoned by Malika." Leilana clenched the sword in her hand, "As a child, he was abandoned by his mother."

"Is it because of taboos?" Wuming has been around the border area for a long time, and he also knows what the flame means to the golden tree.

"Fires and snakes are more taboo than the other for the Golden Tree." Patch said, "After all, the Golden Tree's biggest opponents have the power to destroy the Golden Tree."

Wuming thought for a while: "Then...is it similar to Menggert?"

"I'm afraid it's more difficult to deal with than Mongot," Patch said.

"Did you pay attention to what this girl said? Messemer is hunting filth as a filth, and he is not willing to do so. Do you know what this will lead to? This will make him even more extreme. Because he cannot admit his mistakes. Once he admits his mistakes, he will deny them. He confessed to everything he had done before and admitted that he had killed countless people by mistake. However, his filthy identity and Malika's abandonment would make him, like Mengt, even more fanatical about the fact that the golden tree was not wrong - because if he didn't believe it. , the suffering and torture they have suffered make no sense. Could it be that there is nothing wrong with their own existence, but they want to deny their mother? No, these unlucky children will only believe in the golden tree more and more in the daily pain and torture. "

"It's so awkward." Wuming sighed.

"This is human, I can't understand it." Patch spread his hands, "But you should be able to understand, after all, you helped God as a human."

"I think God's era was better." Wuming said.

"Obviously they think so too," Patch said, "And let me be fair, the era of the golden tree was indeed better than the era of the tower. They were right - although they were just indoctrinated. The comparison is correct.”

"But he still doesn't want to kill anyone." Wuming said.

"This is probably also a human characteristic." Patch said.

Leila sighed: "The Black Knights rebelled because of this, and Mersemer also lost his friends. Many other knights stopped following him. It can be said that he betrayed everyone for this goal."

"Oh, aggravating circumstances." Patch looked at Wuming, "This way he will stick to his goal even more. After all, he has already suffered heavy losses for this goal, and he can't give up even more."

"I don't understand that sunk costs should be discarded as soon as possible." Wuming shook his head, "He should kill less people and do more business, so that he will understand this truth."

Wuming asked Leilana: "Is there anything else you want to explain?"

"That's probably all I know," Lelana said.

Wuming said: "Then to sum up, the key to Mersemer's side - Malika's order, the cost of silence and the lack of recognition of his own identity, led him to always insist on his mission despite the pain in his heart. Refuse to be freed.”

"Just start from these aspects." Patch said, "The good news is that Malika herself has also changed, and now she has disappeared. We can open a channel back to the junction, which can be used as a bargaining chip."

"Malika is just a detail." Wuming knocked on his helmet, thinking, "The real problem is not in the golden tree."

Wuming touched his chest that was pierced before, thoughtfully.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up and clapped his hands:

"Anyway, let's split up and solve the known problems first. We are coming from the borderland a thousand years later to ridicule and beat up those stubborn old stubborns who have been stubborn for thousands of years. City Lord, can you prepare a few horses and a carriage? I don’t want to run away.”

"Okay." Leilana said, "But before that, I have to say something ugly."

"What?" Wuming asked.

"If you don't convince Messemer, I will still be your enemy." Lelana crossed the glowstone sword and the flaming sword. "Too many people have abandoned him, and I can't abandon him again. If we must fight to the death, I will stand with him."

Wuming smiled: "Understood, it is best for everyone to be happy, and dying for love is the second best. If Messermo really can't make sense, I will let him - and you, die with honor."

Turning around, Wuming took Patch and others and left from the other side of Ensis City, heading for Shadow City.

On the way, Wuming whispered to Patch: "This is the Land of Shadows. Isn't this a garbage station? Throwing things away. Did Lelana use her two swords as a meal replacement for herself and Messermo? ? People are obviously in two places, it looks so pitiful. "

Patch rolled his eyes and responded to him: "We are not a caravan, we are an orphanage. Why are you meddling in this business?"

"Oh, I really can't bear to watch this whole journey." Wuming said, "And I really need the work of the dead. If we don't solve this problem, the horned men will attack every day. Who can bear it?"

Wuming thought about the time when a steady stream of dead people worked as laborers, and couldn't help but rub his hands together excitedly:

"Good times are coming. What should we call the new era..."

"The Age of Hidden People." Feiya suggested quickly.

"You can live, I will listen to you." Wuming Congshan Ruliu.