Chapter 487 Orphan Paradise

When Ymir stood there, he exuded a feminine aura, which was different from Michaela's. Ymir was more gloomy.

And he doesn't have Michaela's charming ability that everyone loves, and people with vicious eyes will feel a little uncomfortable when they see him.

But there weren't many people with vicious eyes present. When Wuming heard that Ymir had taken in Patch, he happily received Ymir and served him a bowl of scorpion soup.

"Did you help Patch and the others? Thank you, thank you." Wuming shook hands with Ymir.

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort." Ymir smiled and greeted Wuming politely, with a relaxed and leisurely attitude, as if this was his home.

Lance Sanks also patted Ymir on the shoulder:

"Why do you seem to have more dark circles under your eyes? Please pay attention to your health."

"Maybe it's because I'm preparing for pregnancy and I get tired easily." Ymir said, "Thank you for your concern."

Black Sword stared at Ymir and asked:

"How did you get in?"

This question made many people realize that Ymir came uninvited and did not alert anyone outside at all.

Ymir said: "I used to be a magic professor in Kallia, and I know some tricks."

Ymir stood in the open space, took out a Kalia pyroxene staff, waved it gently, and his figure disappeared completely into a puff of smoke, appearing in the distance.

With another wave, he appeared in front of people.

"It's just a little trick." Ymir said, "Not surprising."

Michaela looked at Ymir:

"You said you knew the whereabouts of Two Fingers and you didn't want any reward?"

"Our interests are the same." Ymir said, "I think as long as I share my information, your natural actions will be my reward."

Michaela said: "Then please reveal, what you know, the position of your two fingers."

"The poor finger who is causing you trouble is hiding deep in the cave." Ymir said.

Poor fingers? Michaela frowned when she heard this.

"This place... is not easy to verify." Michaela said, "It's already full of melted mud."

"Don't worry." Ymir said, "That's a cave. It gets wider as you go down. The mud doesn't occupy all the space. What's more, they will make room."

"How did you know?" Michaela asked.

Ymir shook his staff:

"I know some tricks."

"Great, found it, let's go." Wuming rolled up his arms and sleeves, very excited.

"If it is really a structure like the mouth of a gourd, then if we go in rashly, we will face the pouring of molten mud." Mikaela said, "It is better to be cautious."

Michaela smiled at Ymir:

"Mr. Ymir, you suddenly appeared and revealed such important information to us. We may need to verify it first. Please forgive me."

"It's okay." Ymir said, "Prudence is a virtue. I just feel that this is not important information, so I will tell you casually."

"Is there any more important information?" Michaela asked.

Ymir smiled: "Naturally, it is much more important than this. In comparison, the explosion of molten mud is nothing but a trivial matter."

As soon as Ymir said these words, everyone was stunned. Who can say such big things?

"Please tell me," Michaela said.

"Don't you want to verify my words first?" Ymir said, "It doesn't hurt to talk about it later."

"Can you tell me what it is?" Michaela asked.

"The fact that things have reached this point is all related to the real mastermind behind the scenes." Ymir said, "The source of all tragedies, the starting point of all children's lament."

Isn’t Two Finger the mastermind behind this? Is there anyone behind the two fingers?

Everyone was horrified.

After all, there is no one behind the two fingers.

There is only one God, the Supreme God.

Ymir looked at everyone's different expressions and comforted them:

"Don't worry, it's not the Supreme Will. The Supreme Will will not pay attention to us."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Just a name can hold everyone's breath away. This is the supreme manifestation of the supreme will.

"Don't think about anything else, let's find those fingers first." Wuming moved his feet. After just some activities, his feet had completely grown out.

Wuming moved his body, eager to try.

"But Uncle Black Sword is unwilling to release the Death Rune." Michaela said, "The big hole is blocked."

Heijian noticed that other people were looking over, and his brother-in-law and nephews were looking at him with quite a bit of pressure.

If Malika were here and allowed herself to kill everyone present, he would not hesitate. But Malika was not here, so she was marginalized by Malika, and these people in front of her were Malika's cronies. Perhaps it better represents Malika's will.

Black Sword was hesitating, but Wuming didn't care:

"What do you want from the death rune? Most of the strong men in the border area are gathered here. It's just a small hole. Deal with it!"

With that said, he strode to the southern coast again.

"Why do you feel that Wuming is so positive when it comes to things involving two fingers?" Lance Sanks said, "He was obviously a half-dead lazy dog ​​before."

"He has his own plan." Michaela said, "But if we don't use the Death Rune, we have to cut through the molten mud. We don't know the depth of the big hole or the thickness of the molten mud. It's best for others to help. Brother Wuming clears the way - Lani is not here, only Brother Wuming can kill Two Fingers, he has to go down last to ensure that he can break through the blockade of the molten mud. "

Meng took the lead to keep up with Wuming's pace.

He has no taboo at all about attacking two fingers.

Seeing that his sons were all on board, Ge Fulei also followed, and then everyone else followed.

On the way, they also met Man Yue and Shuang Yue who came over. After the two sides communicated, Leilana did admit that there was such a person as Ymir.

"But he left," Lelana said. "He cared more about the stars than the moon."

"How are people?" Latane asked.

Leilana recalled the image of Ymir:

"I don't have any impression. Normal people are nice."

During the conversation, everyone came to the top of the big hole.

The valley bottom has not yet been filled, and the molten mud is still flowing to that location, like ants guided to food by a message.

Mengge flapped his wings and flew beside Wuming, smiling:

"You can actually kill Two Fingers."

"You seem very happy." Wuming said.

Monger said: "The two fingers have long since collapsed and no longer guide us, just like a mother abandoning her child."

Meng's eyes were ferocious: "Two fingers, you deserve to be killed."

Wuming laughed: "Then I'll ask you to help me."

The full moon was the first to strike, a full moon appeared and drifted towards the molten mud.

Like a giant iron ball, it rolled all the way, and all the mud melted and disappeared along the way.

At the same time, the gravity magic went deep with the full moon's magic power. As a support, the deep pit dug by the full moon was not filled immediately by the molten mud.

The full moon penetrated hundreds of meters before beginning to dissipate.

Just as the full moon showed signs of falling, Lelana, the Knight of the Twin Moons, curled up and hung high in the air just like her sister.

Two full moons appeared at the same time.

Different from the elegance and nobility of that full moon, these two full moons crashed to the ground and directly hit the deep pit.

The molten mud then collapsed and scattered, splashing into the sky.

Meng pointed far away, and the long-distance blood granting ceremony of the blood monster's forked spear caused the molten mud below to erupt. Blood sprayed from his hands, and he lit a fire when he fell to the ground.

Black Sword is also here. Although he is still worried about whether he should release the Death Rune, he is still very happy to come here to help.

The black sword kept swinging the curved blade of death in mid-air. The destined death burned the molten mud, cutting away the molten mud layer by layer. The dead molten mud loses its activity and presses on the molten mud below, layer upon layer, and the upward trend of the molten mud becomes slower and slower.

Latarn saw that there was no one on his side, but the molten mud was still spread out, and the open space below the cave could not be seen.

"Nameless, help me maintain the gravity magic." Latan said, "I'll do it."

Wuming stepped forward and also used gravity magic to keep the flightless people floating in the air and keep the molten mud backfilling.

But Latarn soared into the sky and disappeared.

"It's this move again." Wuming looked up at a shining star that was gradually lighting up in the sky.

"It is with this power that Latarn became the strongest demigod." Man Yue looked at her son with satisfaction, "The power to crush the stars."

Ge Fulei crossed his chest and watched the others show off their prowess: "You still know more magic moves."

"Lao Lu, don't you show your hands?" Wuming said.

Ge Fulei said: "I only have one strength, and I don't know those long-distance spells. Although I can also perform some long-distance attacks, at this distance, my strength will spread a lot, which will not only waste my strength, but may also destroy the pit." "

Ge Fulei looked at the deep tunnel maintained by gravity:

"If I can concentrate my strength a little bit, I can make use of my strength."

During the conversation, Broken Star fell into the big hole with terrifying air pressure and fire.

There was a loud noise, and then a large amount of molten mud was squeezed and discharged, raising a fountain and covering the sky and the sun.

Then gravity magic spread from below, supporting the mud instead of Wuming. The magic power of gravity formed lightning, which struck several times at the entrance of the cave.

This is a signal - it means there is still no connection.

Wuming’s body is on fire:

"I'll take care of the last part of the way."

Godfrey said, "Let me help you."

"Didn't you say you couldn't help it?" Wuming was stunned, "You have to concentrate your efforts."

"You need to be more focused." Godfrey said, grabbing Wuming's ankle.

"Oh, what a great idea." Wuming clapped while spinning, "It's troublesome."

Ge Fulei laughed, his latissimus dorsi muscles bulged, and he threw hard downwards.

The air formed a sharp cone in front of Wuming, and the armor all over Wuming ignited like a rattan.

In an instant, they reached the bottom of the deep pit dug by Latan, who was rising at this time.

The two of them crossed paths and exchanged glances.

Then Wuming smashed it hard like molten mud, with a roar, and squeezed out a huge amount of molten mud again.

The flames on Wuming's body melted around him, digging deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, Wuming felt the pressure on his side lighten a little.

He immediately turned and squeezed sideways.

Afterwards, we broke through the black mud waterfall and came to an empty cave.

Standing outside the molten mud and looking back, you can see that the molten mud is constantly stacking up and rising in the lower abyss. Spiral upward by viscosity and activity.

Wuming waited for a while, then held up a huge fireball in his hand and threw it towards the mud.

As the molten mud continues to rise, in the eyes of the people above, it will form a clearly differentiated fault line between burning mud, non-fire molten mud, and then burning mud.

This was the previously agreed upon signal, indicating that Wuming had broken through the mud and reached the hollow.

When Michaela saw the signal, she felt relieved, calculated the depth based on Wuming's speed, and was secretly shocked.

“It’s really deep here,” Mikayla said. “If you get lost in there, you might even get lost in the ocean of molten mud.”

"Then when he is about to come up, we will block the time and empty out the molten mud so that he can be picked up?" Ge Fulei asked.

Michaela shook her head:

"It would be too difficult to separate the two ends. And with the structure of a big hole, it would be even more difficult to rush from the inside out. Brother Wuming is like a turtle in an urn."

"And going up is different from going down, there is no help from gravity," Latane said.

"Just wait until he kills Two Fingers," Black Sword said.

"No." Michaela said, "The rampage of the molten mud is spontaneous, and the two fingers just cover my power. I can't control the molten mud."

"Those fingers are dead, you can't control them." Heijian said.

"Then I can only stay here forever." Michaela stared at the black sword, "Uncle, there is only one best way - to release the death runes. The nameless one went in for all of us, Kill Two Fingers It is also a treasonous act. He is responsible for all this alone. Do we need to add more resistance to him on his way back as a hero? "

Malikis looked at the black sword in his hand and murmured:

"This is the mission your mother gave me..."

"A mission as heavy as a curse." Michaela said, "Just throw it away, throw away our destiny."

Michaela looked at the people around her:

"Everyone here has abandoned the mission. We are still alive and living better.

"Brother Latarn loosened the seal, and many blocked destinies were able to flow again. Brother Mengmengt received the cursed blood and became stronger. Even Lord Godfrey had his original mission taken away by his mother herself. You know Brother Messermo, his mission is even heavier, but he also abandoned his mission, and now..."

Michaela hesitated for a moment, then Leilana answered:

"I'm very happy now."

Full Moon Lenara hugged her chest and sneered:

"Yes, Radagon abandoned me and became better off, becoming the King of Elden."

Michaela looked helplessly at the two princesses of Kallia, feeling that the momentum of her speech was interrupted.

Black Sword pondered: "I don't care if I am happy or not, I am Malika's sword, as long as Malika is satisfied."

"Then you should know the answer." Michaela said.

Malikis looked at the black sword.

Yes, he knows the answer. From the moment Melina appeared and told him those words, from the moment he noticed Godfrey's fading, he could already feel that Malika had changed.

The Golden Law cannot be restored and will never be the same again. But Malika has left a legacy, which is her wish for the future.

Malikis held Black Sword's hand tightly and let go.

The giant sword began to crack, and the obsidian blocks on it cracked and peeled off, revealing the hidden true body.

The deep black energy gathered, and what was surrounded by the black energy was a long sword wrapped in an ominous aura, hanging in the air.

The long sword is shaped like a cross made of black corpses hanging on it, and there is a vague shape of a head hanging on the sword. The body of the sword seemed to be only the remains of a body, and it also looked like the branches of a small black sapling, emitting red light.

Then, surging bright red fireworks burst out.

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Deep in the cave, beside the molten mud waterfall, Wuming turned around and fell:

"Okay, the next step is to find the two fingers."

As soon as Wuming had this thought, his brain suddenly felt like it had been cut out with a knife, causing him extreme pain.

Wuming subconsciously covered his head, and then realized that the armor on his body was gone due to the storm and flames that had just charged downwards, as well as the erosion of the molten mud.

The helmet formed on Asumi's head to block interference from the two fingers bore the brunt of the attack and was worn away.

Extreme pain began to appear in Wuming's mind, and interference that penetrated deep into his soul made him see various illusions.

Tide-like pain kept beating his spirit. Wuming fell to the ground, walking randomly, trying to dodge the invisible attack, but couldn't get away.

Wuming covered his head, as if the pain was unbearable, and he exerted force on his feet, bumping randomly in all directions. Hitting the stone wall and molten mud, large pieces of gravel were sprayed out.

Wuming hit a rock wall, kicked off his feet again, and crashed in the other direction.

Just when his strength was fading and he was about to fall to the ground, Wuming kicked the ground and accelerated again in the original direction.

With this acceleration, the pain in my mind became even sharper, as if layers of painful waves were added together to create a brilliant splash.

Wuming stared at the severe pain, his eyes were red, but he laughed:

"Found you."

Wuming ran in one direction, and along the way he could see many ship-shaped sarcophagi with cow heads engraved on them. From the gaps in the sarcophagus, molten mud was flowing out continuously, gathering into a countercurrent river and flying upward.

Wuming judged the direction of the attack based on the severity of his headache. Despite the severe pain, he ran faster and faster, stepped on the cow's head, and rushed out of a ship-shaped sarcophagus.

There is another abyss beneath our feet.

Wuming was shocked at first, thinking he had been tricked into falling off the cliff. But looking at the approaching ground, my headache became more severe, and I could even feel a kind of madness from the frequency of the attack.

Wuming hit the ground, and the ground was covered with molten mud to cushion Wuming's fall.

Wuming pulled his head out of the ground and saw his target.

A tall pair of fingers stood on the ground, and the two finger-like bodies were gently swaying and squirming.

The fingers were very thin and the body was covered with scars. The flagella on the body are pale and move automatically when there is no wind.

The moment Wuming saw the two fingers, his mental attack reached its peak. Wuming's eyes were blood red, and he felt that the surrounding scene was distorted.

Invisible huge waves hit the body one after another, and countless noisy sounds poured into the brain.

Wuming rushed forward to chop, but his foot tilted and he cut into the empty space.

Climbing to the ground with two fingers, they squirmed and immediately crawled away, widening the distance. Then his two fingers trembled, and the light condensed into a secret text in the air. The holy light condensed into a beam and pierced the nameless body.

There was a big hole in Wuming's body, and the holy light burned the blackness surging inside his body.

Wuming hit him a few more times, but was either escaped by Two Fingers or split apart by himself.

This high-ranking person in the border area was also in a very embarrassed state. He would crawl on the ground from time to time to distance himself from Wuming. Both sides are in a stalemate.

Wuming stared at the movements of his two fingers, identifying the attack and trembling of his fingers, as well as the squirming when he escaped.

He felt that he was gradually understanding the language of two fingers.

The mental fear of Two Fingers carries many thoughts, and those thoughts and emotions correspond to the wriggling movement of Two Fingers.

The more he fights with Two Fingers, the more Wuming is able to understand the meaning of those wriggling movements of Two Fingers.

Wuming felt an obsession and belief in survival in the mental attack of the two fingers.

It seemed like he planned to keep fighting and running like this, looking back from time to time to draw a magic attack on Wuming.

"It's really difficult to fight with two fingers." Wuming put away his sword and stopped trying to attack with sword and shield.

He knelt on the ground and put his hands on the ground. The flames dyed the molten mud on the ground red. The ground was rolling and churning. Pillars of fire rose into the sky, completely sealing off the chance of two fingers escaping.

However, Shuangzhi did not stop and rushed directly into the fire. The white hair on his body became scorched, but his body was not seriously injured. The flames also gave way as they approached His body, as if they were under His control.

But the flames obscured the surrounding light, and he rushed out of the wall of fire with his fingers. He saw a giant hand waiting for him in front of him, and the palm of his hand was full of gums, like a huge mouth.

The giant hand will slap both fingers to the ground.

At the moment when the photo was taken, Wuming immediately felt his mind clearer and his vision returned to normal.

He immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. Black snakes sprouted from his body, and the snake's head was like a heavy hammer. He smashed his fingers, not giving him a chance to regain his strength and fight back.

The skin on both fingers looked old and wrinkled, but the body was very elastic. It bounced up immediately after falling to the ground, almost causing Wuming to lose his grip.

Wuming no longer tried to attack physically this time. The black snake took one bite, chewing off a layer of the outer skin of his two fingers, revealing a metallic skeleton inside.

After taking this bite, his fingers suddenly withered and stopped moving and struggling.

But before he died, a surging spiritual attack came again.

This time, the surrounding vision was not blurred, and the control of the body was not affected. What was filled in his mind was just a persistent emotion.

A dedication to mission.

"I'm right, this is my mission, and I want to realize my mission." Two fingers conveyed this emotion.

Wuming watched the two fingers move and read more languages:

"Those children must be guided. Without guidance, they are a group of lost lambs. They will deteriorate and embark on the wrong path..."

Wuming walked toward Shuangzhi step by step.

A soft emotion was stuffed into his mind again, and many achievements of two fingers flashed in Wuming's mind——

Guide creatures to gain wisdom, guide the change of laws, and guide the world to continuously evolve.

"Under our guidance, the junction will reach this point and become so prosperous." Two fingers projected this thought, "You should follow me."

As Wuming got closer, the emotion became more intense:

"You should obey me!"

Among those strong emotions, Wuming captured some lower-level emotions, which were very persistent, with a hint of pathos and heroism.

That feeling is buried deep in the language of two fingers, just like it is hidden here at the bottom of the cave.

Wuming asked:

"Why do you still insist on your own laws after so long? Isn't your god-man dead long ago?"

The fingers of his two fingers trembled, and thoughts came to him:

"But it's right, it's my mission."

"Who gave you the mission?" Wuming was curious.

This question immediately touched Shuangzhi's thoughts. Although it was quickly hidden, the spiritual communication still allowed Wuming to keenly capture the direction of that thought - mother.

When it comes to being given a mission, Shuangzhi thinks of his mother.

"Mother?" The nameless face had a strange expression.

He felt a sense of déjà vu, a sense of familiarity.

This kind of pursuing question made Wuming follow the clues, dig out the emotions and obsessions in Shuangzhi's heart, and immediately understand Shuangzhi's experience and emotions.

Feeling the thoughts of Shuangfinger, Wuming suddenly wanted to laugh——

He was also abandoned by his mother.

The two fingers have their own mission, which is to choose gods and implement the appropriate laws, promote the birth of a new era, and guide the growth, rise and fall of the new era.

This is the mission they took over from the hands of "Mother". The Two Fingers strictly follow their mother's instructions and spread guidance and teachings to all living beings.

In different eras, we support laws that adapt to the times, and when the laws have fallen behind, we support new laws. Let the times continue to evolve, hold high the lamp of life, and make life more brilliant.

This is honor and the reason why Two Fingers was born and exists.

But after a certain time, they were abandoned by their mother. I can no longer hear my mother's instructions.

All the fingers can only continue the mission of the past - the instructions they were given. Maintaining the remaining instructions, they still advance the world.

Until the fingers discovered that their missions, the previous instructions, conflicted with each other.

The fingers kept calling for their mother, but there was no news.

Abandoned and without their mother's instructions, the fingers cling to their past mission. Every two fingers firmly believes that their instructions are the most correct, and they stick to their mission.

I am holding on, waiting for my mother to look back.

Wuming felt that Shuangzhi's persistence in his life was not because of greed for life, but for his mission. This is an individual who has nothing but mission and sorrow.

"Is this Shadowland really an orphanage? Even two fingers are orphans?" Wuming smiled, "Jie Jie, there are too many orphans."

With trembling fingers, he lowered them in front of Wuming:

"Your vision is not broad enough, and your wisdom is not enough to avoid self-destruction. Child, you should obey the guidance. We have been guiding you from the beginning of your life -

“Give you nimble fingers, grant you words, grant you wisdom, grant you civilization…

"You should be obedient and let me guide you... Mother abandoned us, and I will never abandon you again. Listen to me, death should not be controlled, death should be equal. Life without death will not live forever. It will only perish... Only with death can we have true eternity..."

"I agree." Wuming squatted in front of Two Fingers, "We are convincing the Black Sword to release the Death Rune. Times are also changing."

Shuangfinger's thoughts were interrupted for a moment:

"How could you agree?"

"Malika, you know, right?" Wuming said.

"Of course I know, that poor lucky girl." Two Fingers said. "It's a pity that she chose the wrong path. She was bewitched by that stupid finger."

Wuming said: "Malika smashed her own laws and prepared to change the times and bring death back."

The two-fingered thoughts were interrupted for a longer period of time:

"How could she..."

"You can figure it out yourself." Wuming said, pointing to his brain, "People will grow. Children will always grow up and step out of the shadow of adults."

Two fingers struggled:

"Impossible, I don't believe it, you are deceiving. Human beings, you are the best at deceiving. Your language has deteriorated and can only be used to hurt and deceive each other."

"I wonder if the recent wars are all because of you?" Wuming said, "Without those legal wars, how could there have been so much harm."

Anonymous poked at the fleshy fingerprints of his two fingers:

"Didn't you say that language was given to people by you? Didn't you teach them how to speak properly? You are still guiding them. What are you guiding them?"

Wuming drew out the long sword, and the black mud in his body hardened on the toughness, turning into the blade like molten mud. Cut off a piece of meat from both fingers, stuff it into your mouth and chew:

"You are still slandering me. The most important thing for us businessmen is honesty. You actually say that I am a liar. Then I will show you every piece of it."

As he spoke, he cut off another piece of meat.

Both fingers were in pain, and this pain was also transmitted to Wuming.

Wuming felt the pain, which was a bit familiar.

Wuming asked: "Can your two fingers penetrate this seal and communicate with each other?"

The two fingers remained still for a moment, then nodded.

"As expected." Wuming said, "Did you save one of your compatriots before?"

"No." There was some confusion in Shuangzhi's thoughts. It was not clear why Wuming asked, "We can only communicate and transmit life force, which is not something we can do. That is what the mother can do, but the mother has abandoned it. We..."

"Oh..." Wuming nodded, "Previously, one of your compatriots was resurrected by a beam of light. At that time, it came from the middle of the sea at the junction. I was still puzzled. Now it seems that it should be It came from the Shadowlands."

Wuming realized in hindsight: "Wait, so your mother is also in the Shadow Land?"

Shuangfinger's thoughts fluctuated again:

"Mother...hasn't completely abandoned us?"

"Really?" Wuming guessed and ate another piece of meat.

Two Finger's thoughts were mixed with more noise, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, as if the surroundings were getting quieter.

"My mission..." Two fingers muttered.

The surroundings were indeed quiet.

Wuming looked around and found that large areas of molten mud had changed color and lost their activity.

It looks similar to the damage caused by the Black Sword.

"Oh, the Death Rune has been released." Wuming said.

The two fingers seemed to reflect back the light, and the fingers stretched out in all directions, sensing the surroundings like tentacles.

"I see, you didn't lie..." The message from the two fingers was filled with relief.

"We have said that we businessmen will not lie to others." Wuming said, "Children will grow up, and adults will grow old and release their last light and heat before death. Since you also agree that life can only exist after death, then You should feel free to leave your future to your children.”

"Only after death can there be life..." Two fingers realized something, raised their squirming fingers, and looked at the sky.

The pitch-black giant snake opened its mouth of the abyss.

Feeling the breath coming from the abyss, the two fingers sent out the last wisp of thought:

"You are very special, all the two fingers will hate you, that's instinct."

Then, from top to bottom, he swallowed the two fingers in one gulp.

The body of the giant snake squirmed repeatedly, becoming thinner and thinner, and then returned to Wuming's body.

"Finally." Wuming patted his stomach, "Finally I've eaten a big one."

Wuming jumped up and cheered: "Great."

Then, without landing, he flew away from the big hole with fire all over his body.

This operation ended successfully, and the twists and turns that should have been crushed back by the completely excessive reserves of strong people. Everyone returned to Barrett with laughter and chatter.

Saw Ymir, who had been waiting for them for a long time.

Ymir smiled: "How is it, I didn't lie to you?"

Seeing Ymir, everyone's relaxed mood became a little heavier.

Since the matter of the two fingers is true, then Ymir's other information is more credible.

Is it true that there is a mastermind behind all this, as he said?

What a terrifying existence, what a tough enemy it would be?

Thinking of this, the relaxed atmosphere was swept away, and everyone became serious again.

Mikaela greeted Ymir and saluted solemnly:

"Sir, please speak."

Ymir showed an unfathomable smile: "I will tell you about where we came from and the source of all the tragedies-"

"It can't be the mother of the finger." Wuming chewed a piece of meat and interrupted Ymir rudely.

Ymir's mysterious smile collapsed: "Eh? How can you spoil it."

"Ah, sorry." Wuming took a few more bites of meat, filled his mouth under his cheeks, and said vaguely, "You tell me, you tell me."

Ymir brewed his emotions, the dark circles under his eyes became deeper, and his eyes were deep, like the hole in the crown:

"All the wars and tragic things you have experienced, everything from Marika to now, the source can be traced back to that ugly and destroyed thing-the mother of the finger, Mettier."