Chapter 492 The Choice of Becoming a King

When Wuming returned to the caravan, he was lectured by Pachi again.

"You have to be sensitive to the current situation." Patch said, "Don't be so stupid that you don't keep appointments."

"I didn't promise them, there's no problem." Wuming didn't take it seriously.

"Just the information that you are going to Kallia is enough to alert other forces." Patch said.

"Why are everyone so nervous?" Wuming said, "Rena La also looks very anxious."

"Of course it's urgent. You don't know what you did." Patch said.

"What did I do?"

Patch said: "The death runes have been released, and all obstacles to the golden tree have now been cleared. Do you know what is on the other side of the golden tree?"

"Malika." Wuming replied.

"There is a magic ring, and the person who sees the magic ring is the new King of Elden." Patch said, "Rodel is next to the door, and Kallia now has greater strength and will not surrender to Rodel. Under the jurisdiction of Del. Nimgefu already has a king and has the Gate of Gods, and can establish new gods at any time."

Patch said: "There is also the Blood Dynasty, which has gods and kings. It is still small in scale, but its strength is impressive."

Wuming said: "I thought the Land of Shadows would return and there would be peace after the Holy War."

"As long as there are conflicts of interest, it is impossible." Patch said, "The king needs to bear the interests of others and cannot give in. You see, Lenora is willing to marry you in order to win over you. The little girl Neferi also wants to win over You. The forces managed by these two queens are growing stronger and stronger."

"So, the golden tree is not good." Wuming touched his chin.

"Yes, Rodel is facing a situation similar to the one he faced at the beginning of the Shattered War - he has a magic ring and a golden tree, but his strength is-"

Wuming smiled and said: "After all, Lao Lu loves his wife very much, so it is impossible for him to marry me."

Patch choked for several seconds, not knowing how to respond. After thinking for a long time, he choked out:

"Marriage is not the only way to form an alliance."

"Oh, that's right." Wuming nodded.

Patch was helpless: "Anyway, be careful. We are a neutral force. As long as you don't take sides, they will not make things difficult for you. All forces want to win over you. As long as they still want to, then we will have room to survive in the cracks. "

"I didn't have any position originally." Wuming said, "Just be yourself."

"It's not impossible. Anyway, as long as you don't take a stance, I'll wipe your ass for the minutiae." Patch said.

"But if you have an audience with the Ring, you will be the new King of Elden." Wuming said, "Lao Lu should have gone to the audience a long time ago. Why is there still no news of the King of Elden's enthronement? End it early, Otherwise, we will stop thinking about other forces.”

"Then I don't know." Patch said, "Maybe I think it's not enough to convince the public."

Se Rui's figure appeared beside the two of them and interrupted them:

"Concerning this matter, I have news that may make you unhappy."

Se Rui said: "I observed that the entrance to the Spiral Tree is blocked by a two-finger seal."

"Two fingers again?" Patch frowned, "Which two fingers is causing trouble again? What is it for?"

"Maybe it's to let Wuming pass." Se Rui said, "The bad news is actually: people from the Two-Finger Church are running around telling each other - the Two-Finger Law Order came from the Round Table Hall and the new Elden was selected. King—the unknown businessman.”

"Huh?" Wuming and Pachi were both startled.

Patch looked at Wuming: "Did you make any deal with Two Fingers?"

"No." Wuming was confused, "What does it have to do with me? I'm not familiar with Two Fingers either."

"That's killing someone with a borrowed knife." Patch said, "You are the only one who doesn't want to become a king, but you block the way of all the people who become kings. The next step should be a siege. Just like the siege of the royal city and the siege of Latarn. ”

"The Round Table is messing with us?" Wuming said, "They would rather seal the door to see the Dharma Ring than mess with us. What's the point?"

Wuming fell into deep thought: "Is the old round table finally going to attack our new round table?"

"Do you remember things like the New Round Table?" Patch was speechless. "Let's communicate with other big shots first and clarify the misunderstanding."

Wuming Congshan Ruliu was going to explain it to Rodel first. It was difficult for Ge Fulei to find his wife, but now that he encountered the seal, he probably had to comfort her.

Se Rui helped contact God Fulei. God Fulei's tall and strong golden figure stood in front of Wuming with a stern face and a very oppressive look.

"Lao Lu." Wuming greeted, thinking about what to say.

"Boy, come to Rodel." Godfrey was the first to say this.

Wuming asked: "What's the matter?"

Ge Fulei kept a straight face and only said:

"Just come."

With that said, the communication was cut off.

Wuming was a little confused and looked at Patch.

"The Hongmen Banquet must be the Hongmen Banquet." Pachi said decisively, "I must be trying to deceive you and find a way to get rid of you."

"Lao Lu is not that kind of person." Wuming said, "Let me go."

"Bring more people there," Patch said.

"It's useless to lead many people on someone else's territory." Wuming said, "I'll take Ashmi, she's more hidden."

Let Ashmi attach to the armor, Wuming went to the appointment through the portal, arrived in front of the Dickdas elevator, followed the avenue, and took the golden carriage to the royal city of Rodel. To be precise, it is the old site of Rodel.

Rogel and Tibia's calling ship is supervising the work here, and the birther labor group created by Feiya has begun to bear fruit. A large number of skeletons are in full swing, and a large amount of stone has been moved to the vicinity of Rodel.

With the help of these dead people, I am afraid that within ten years, a new Rodel will be able to rise from the ground.

The dead and laborers first gathered at the foot of the golden tree and built a long ladder.

The long ladder winds and follows the spiral trunk of the golden tree. Several support platforms are established, which continue upward, facing the entrance of the golden tree and the crack that can enter the interior.

It seems that Rodel does not plan to build the city wall to defend against enemies first, but plans to repair the former court first to make it easier to enter the golden tree.

Godfrey met Wu Ming in the arena. When they met, Godfrey still had a straight face and was not in a good mood.

"I'm innocent." Wuming raised his hands in surrender when they met, "You're trying to trick me with your two fingers."

"What two fingers?" Godfrey asked.

Wuming was stunned: "Didn't you call me here because you sealed the way into the Golden Tree with your two fingers and designated me as the King of Elden?"

Ge Fulei shook his head: "Becoming a king is not determined by someone, but by punching. Two Fingers recognized many kings at the beginning, and each Two Fingers had a king. In the end, I did not become the king."

"You're not going to hit me, are you?" Wuming said.

"That's exactly what I meant." Godfrey said.

Wuming looked at the arena in front of him with a grimace:

"Are you deliberately not wanting to build the royal city and see your wife?"

"I'm not beating you to seal me," said Ge Fulei, "I'm just very unhappy with you."

"Why are you unhappy with me?" Wuming said, "I am a good citizen! I am not guilty of doing business!"

"What did you say to me when we first met?" Ge Fulei asked.

"Five hundred dung beetles?" Wuming guessed, "Don't test the memory of a living corpse."

"You promised me back then that if you followed your path, powerful warriors would appear." Ge Fulei said, "After playing around in Shadow City, my fists are getting more and more itchy, but where is the person you promised?"

Ge Fulei was very dissatisfied and slapped the air with his big hands like cattail fans: "Where are they? Where are they? Aren't they you and Latarn?"

Wu Ming is a little embarrassed:

"You can wait a few more decades. There won't be any fighters that can fight you."

Ge Fulei looked at Wu Ming:

"But I see that you are making a lot of money using this excuse, and your life is getting more and more comfortable."

"No way, I haven't even had a few hot bites since I came back, all of it was 'optimized' by Se Rui." Wuming said, "I'm free now."

"How about you fight a few more games with me until the other warriors come out?"

"Trash things, don't do it." Wuming shook his head like a rattle, "If you really want to find a rival, I will find one for you."

"Oh? Really?" Ge Fulei's eyes lit up.

"You wait, I'll shake him off." Wuming said.

A few hours later, a naked warrior stood in front of Ge Fuli.

"Senior, long time no see!" Tuifu greeted Wuming.

"Why are you naked again?" Wuming said.

"I don't know. I took the teleportation portal here, but it seems like my clothes didn't come through." Tuefu felt aggrieved.

"That's right." Wuming said, "I heard that some portals kill and destroy people on the spot, and then create an identical person from the opposite side, so sometimes mistakes will be made and the clothes are not copied."

Tuifu was scared to death: "Eh?!"

Ge Fulei folded his hands and observed his husband.

Seeing Tuifu's rather strong figure, Ge Fulei nodded, and then saw the dim light in his eyes, and he became more and more convinced.

"The Faded One, yes." Godfrey said, "Just tell me how strong it is during the battle."

Tuifu looked at Ge Fulei's burly figure and felt a little embarrassed. He looked at Wuming:

"Do I really want to fight the War King?"

"Didn't I make it clear to you?" Wuming said, "I didn't lie to you, you came here of your own free will."

Wuming contacted Tuifu, explained the situation, and asked Tuifu if he would like to come. Tuifu agreed, and he agreed very readily.

Tuifu looked at Godfrey's tall figure and smiled reluctantly: "Although I know, actually facing it is still very scary."

"Are you afraid?" Wuming smiled, "If you are afraid, you can change someone else. I have an alternative."

Tuifu shook his head: "No, there has to be a battle, it is unavoidable. Lani and her mother-in-law always told me that sooner or later, we will have to fight King Gefulei. In this case, it is better to fight now."

Tuifu stood on the ground, looking up at Godfrey, as if he was looking at the mountain he was about to conquer: "Come on."

Godfrey looked at Tuihu's expression, smiled appreciatively, and said:

"Whatever armor and weapons you need, just pick them. I have everything here."

"It's okay, I can use everything." Tuefu said, "Mr. Bernal taught me that I shouldn't stick to equipment. Only by learning combat skills can I truly become stronger."

"Oh? Did Bernard go to your place? Are you his student?" Gefu Lei became even more delighted.

Tuifu nodded: "Mr. Bernal taught me a lot. He also told me that he suffered two disastrous defeats against you before."

Tuifu casually picked up a long spear from the arena, held it in his hand to weigh the weight, flicked the gun and pointed it directly at Ge Fulei:

"Teacher Bernal has thought about many techniques to deal with you, so I am familiar with your moves and have practiced them a lot. Please give me your advice."

"Not bad, not bad." Godfrey looked at Tuihu's magnanimity, "You kid, you make me happy."

Ge Fulei swung his axe, stomped on the ground excitedly, making a sound of wind and thunder in the arena, and connected with Tuifu's weapon.

Wuming stayed away from the battlefield early. He had fought with Ge Fulei, and he knew that even the auditorium was not safe. He stood on the wall of the arena and watched the fierce battle between the two from a distance.

"If Tuifu loses, do you want to go up and try too?" Wuming said.

"Okay." The nameless armor spoke, "Now I have the blessing of Lord Mikaela. I am not an ordinary king, but a king with gods."

Wuming smiled: "You don't also want to meet the Dharma Ring and become the King of Elden, do you?"

"After all, that is the meaning of my birth." Ashmi said, "I carry the hope of the Eternal City. I am destined to become the king and make the Eternal City prosper again."

Wuming recalled those people who wanted to become kings and counted them on his fingers. He couldn't count them on one hand.

The battle between Tuifu and Godfrey lasted for a long time, and unlike the fierce battle with Wuming, Taifu was better at using his own advantages, often dodging Godfrey's attacks and taking detours to consume Godfrey's physical strength.

The two of them fought for a whole day and night before their movements slowed down a little, showing that they were tired.

Wuming pondered whether to stop selling scorpion soup while taking advantage of the opportunity, or to wait until the victory of their battle of wills before going over.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wuming saw a deep purple light light up in the sky in the distance.

After crossing the barracks outside Rodel, Latan took his mother Man Yue directly to the sky above the arena.

"Are you coming to join in the fun?" Wuming was curious and greeted Latan in the sky, inviting him to come over.

Latarn landed next to Wuming, and was fascinated by the battle on Gefulei's side. He licked his lips. The full moon that came down from Latarn's shoulder looked not very good, with a livid face.

"What's going on?" Man Yue asked Wu Ming, "Why did Tuihu come to Rodel?"

"I asked him to come," Wuming said, "Lao Lu wanted to find someone who could fight and have fun with him."

Man Yue's eyes widened: "So you asked him to come? Did he really come?"

"Why don't you come?" Wuming was confused, "It's just fighting."

Man Yue wanted to say something, but when she heard Wu Ming's confused reply, she was speechless for a moment.

In the arena, the battle between Godfrey and Tuifu finally came to an end.

Tuefu pierced Godfrey's chest with his sword, but Godfrey endured the puncture wound. He threw the ax and blocked Tuifu's retreat. He grabbed Tuifu's hands and tore off one of his hands.

"It seems that Tuifuqi is still missing a move." Wuming looked at it and prepared to step forward.

The full moon was one step faster, and a full moon directly hit Ge Fulei, blocking the possibility of Ge Fulei's further pursuit.

Godfrey didn't pursue him. When he saw the full moon coming towards him, he laughed and stood still. He grabbed the full moon with both hands and plowed the ground with his feet. He was pushed out for more than ten meters and blasted all the way into the wall of the arena before the full moon completely dissipated.

Wuming ran to Tuifu, treated Tuifu, and sealed the wound: "Just go back and find Greg to reattach the limb. During this time, we should recuperate first."

The husband didn't care about the severed hand:

"It's okay, it will grow back after death. King Gefulei is really tyrannical. He tried his best and still lost."

"Next time you dress neatly, the outcome is uncertain." Wuming encouraged Tuifu.

The full moon stared at a pair of moon-white pupils, looking down at Tuifu with a terrifying expression, which made Tuifu shrink back.

"Mother-in-law, why are you here?" Facing the full moon, Tuifu flinched.

"You ask me? I still want to ask you." Man Yue was annoyed, "What do you think about entering the enemy camp alone? Do you want Lani to be a widow?"

Tuifu said: "Senior asked me to come."

"He asked you to come and you came?" Man Yue became even more angry, "He asked you to die and you died?"

"Then you still have to ask why." Tuefu said, "After all, it hurts when you die."

Man Yue was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Wuming smiled: "Being able to be resurrected means you are strong-willed. Master Man Yue, don't be too angry."

Full Moon looked at Wuming:

"What do you mean? Are you ready to turn to Rodel? Are you agreeing to cooperate with Kalia just to steal information?"

"This..." Wuming said, "I think you take it too seriously. It's just that Lao Lu wants to find someone to fight with, and I'm just acting as an intermediary."

"Anyone who can fight with Ge Fulei is a king, and kings are the pillars of a force." Man Yue said, "Do you know how much impact it will have on a force if the king is lost? That's why Jiao Ren was directly defeated in the first place."

"Don't you think Kallia still has you?" Wuming said, "So Neferi is the alternative, and Stonewell can't live without her."

"Tuifu is my daughter's king." Man Yue said, "There is only one god's king. If Tuifu is gone, the god-man is gone, and the law cannot be changed even if he goes to see the dharma ring. What, you want me to be the king?" King, go marry Malika?”

Wuming was speechless and twisted his face: "Oh, the scenery on the walls of the arena is really nice. Look at the observation deck over there. It's so beautiful. There are also rubbish thrown by the audience..."

The beautiful observation deck exploded, and Godfrey jumped up from below and landed in front of several people. His beard was stained with blood, and his arms were crooked, as if they were dislocated.

"It's great, it's so great," said Godfrey. "It's a pity that it was interrupted and there was no winner."

"It's already been separated." Tuifu said, "I'm no match for you."

"You can't tell the winner until you die." Godfrey said, "There is no need to belittle yourself."

"Look, he just wants to kill the king of Kallia." Man Yue looked at Godfrey warily. As a mage, when approached by a warrior, she had to be ready to counterattack at any time.

She gestured, and Latarn consciously stood in front of her mother.

Man Yue stared at Tui Fu and said:

"You should also be more responsible. You should have some sense of responsibility as a king. Don't mess around next time."

Taifu poked his finger and nodded in agreement.

"How strict, Master Man Yue." Wuming sighed as he listened to Man Yue's educational voice behind Latarn.

"My wife said that Lenora is very tired when she is alive." Godfrey said, "We rough guys just need to fight and leave our brains to the prime minister and the gods, but she doesn't have that, so she has to do it herself. When the king leads He is a soldier, he has to teach as a college leader, and he has to study the law."

"Are you satisfied now?" Wuming said, "I ran away, otherwise I would have to be gossiped about which force I am leaning towards."

"Don't leave yet." Man Yue walked around Latarn, "I heard that Two Fingers is planning to support you to become the King of Elden?"

"I heard that too," Wuming said, "Shuangzhi didn't consult with me. He was trying to trick me."

"But there is indeed an extra seal in the gap between the trees." Ge Fulei stroked his beard, "It seems that I can't break the seal without killing you."

"You can also kill Two Fingers." Wuming quickly suggested, "If Two Fingers are dead, the seal will naturally break away."

Ge Fulei smiled: "You are so rebellious. I like it. Where are your two fingers?"

"It should be the Round Table Hall, right?" Wuming said, "They say the news came from them, but we can't verify it - I can't enter the Round Table without an invitation."

"Who can come over?" Wuming looked around.

Tuifu raised his hand: "I can. Melina has opened the door for me before. I can teleport there."

"I'll leave this arduous task to you." Wuming immediately threw the burden away and was about to pat Tuifu on the shoulder, but Lenara pulled Tuifu over and let him take the cake.

"We can't let him go," Lenara said. "He doesn't have the destiny to use the finger knife. He can't kill the finger at all. He will only fall into a trap."

"Then let Lani go?" Wuming suggested.

"But Lani can't go, he doesn't have a pass." Tufu said, "And she also has narcolepsy. If she falls asleep, it will be bad."

"It's really difficult to handle." Wuming hugged his chest and had to admit that every time his fingers did something, he was very clever and always created some problems for him.

"Or we can decide the outcome here." Lenara glanced at Wuming, "Gather the power of everyone present. With your current strength, you shouldn't be able to escape."

Wuming looked at the four people present:

"With four people who look like kings, it's really hard to fight, and it's hard to escape. But you shouldn't do that, right? Aren't we partners? It's better for everyone to be more harmonious."

"I believe you have no intention of becoming the king. You can handle the matter between you and Two Fingers on your own." Lenara looked at Godfrey, "Why don't we decide the outcome of Kallia and Rodel today?"

Several people present were stunned.

Latarn took one look at Godfrey's seriously injured body and immediately understood what his mother meant.

"I didn't hear anything like this when I came here." Latarn looked at Man Yue.

"We didn't know whether your brother-in-law was alive or not when we came here." Man Yue said, "I brought you here just to fight."

Wuming listened on the sidelines, marveling at Man Yue's determination. Worried that Tuofu would be killed, he immediately judged that even if Tuofu died, Godfrey would be seriously injured, and the advantage gained by Taifu could not be wasted so that Godfrey could recover from his injuries, so he took Broken Star to collect Godfrey's head.

As for Rodel, except for God Fulei, who has the combat power to stabilize everyone, the others really lack the level of combat power like Full Moon Broken Star. If they could really capture God Fulei on the spot, Rodel would be completely helpless.

Kallia can also use this to completely establish an absolute advantage and become the winner.

Ge Fulei also understood this and flexed his muscles: "It's really unseemly that the decisive battle is so hasty. I thought it could be more refreshing."

But Man Yue said: "You also know that Rodel has no royal city now. Even if the two armies confront each other, the Golden Tree will not have any advantage, but it will only increase casualties. In the end, it still depends on the general."

Full Moon raised her staff:

"Call the King of Blessings and the King of Beasts to come out and decide the winner in this sword fighting arena."

"Why is it suddenly necessary to decide the outcome?" Wuming said, "Hey, no, is it really okay to be so hasty about such a big matter?"

"Are you going to stop us?" Man Yue said, "It's one thing if you don't help each other, but it's another thing to deliberately maintain the balance of all forces. With such a balance, only your caravan will benefit. If you insist on being a businessman speculating in troubled times, instead of trying to end the dispute, our cooperation can end. "

Wuming said: "To end the dispute, one party does not have to destroy the other party. Can't you just stop fighting?"

Lenara said: "You ask the King of War, if the golden tree ends its recuperation, will the golden tree be willing to tolerate other laws peacefully? I will not accept marriage again anyway."

"Kings meet and compete." Godfrey said, "This is tradition."

Lenara stared at Godfrey closely and said to Wuming: "I know you are opposed to fighting, but Calia has a king, and Rodel also has a king. After all, a winner needs to be decided."

"Mengget may indeed be unable to defeat you." Wuming said, "But be careful of the oriole behind you."

After hearing Wuming's words, Lenara frowned slightly and looked around.

Finally, his eyes fell on the pool of blood left behind after the battle between Tui Fu and Godfrey.

The blood boils, and the evil omen of gorgeous clothes emerges from the blood. Holding a trident, he smiles ferociously at Wuming:

"How did you find us?"

"Ah?" Wuming was stunned, "I didn't realize it, I didn't tell you."

"Ah?" Mengge was also stunned for a moment, "Oh..."

Mengge lowered his head and glanced at the pool of blood at his feet, wondering whether to go back first.

"Forget it, don't leave. They've already come and you've shown up, and they can't fight anymore." Wuming said, "We don't want you to pick the peaches."

Monge simply solidified his blood into a chair and sat in the arena like a king:

"You said you didn't find me, then who are you talking about? Are there any experts here?"

Wuming stretched out his finger and tapped the armor.

A pool of silver liquid detached from the nameless armor and transformed into a woman in a black dress.

"Isn't this your power?" Meng said, "Do you want to be a king?"

"To be precise, Asumi is not mine." Wuming said, "We are a cooperative relationship. If there is a chance to become a king, she will not give up - just like you."

Asumi looked around:

"I am the product of the eternal city's creation of a king. One day, I will be reborn as a king."

"Now that we have gathered the four kings," Wuming said, "Are you still fighting?"

Lenara decisively put away her staff:

"Ratan, let's go."

"Don't leave." This time it was Wuming's turn to stop him, "We're already here, let's settle this matter."

"How can you solve it?" Lenora asked.

"Everyone is about the same strength, and there is no particular preference. Even if we want to form an alliance, it would be too random. If we really fight, it will be another endless and broken war - oh no, it has to be on the level of a giant war." Wuming took out his hand. He made a few gestures and said, "Aren't you all trying to win the support of my caravan? I will support you today."

"Finally, are you taking sides?" Lenara said, "Who are you going to support? What are the conditions? Pyroxene, runes, or knowledge?"

Wuming smiled at Lenara:

"Actually, if you really want to support someone, it's best to support Lao Lu, right?"

"Why?" Lenara said, "Rodel is at the end of his strength and the laws are broken."

"The main thing is, if I support Lao Lu, you should give up." Wuming said, "But if I support you, Lao Lu will still fight."

Ge Fulei laughed:

"You still understand me."

"Then it becomes who can risk it more." Meng said, "If you say so, I can do it - the enemy or one of our own, I can sacrifice it."

"Those who like to engage in conspiracy should be spared." A voice came from afar, and Neferi came riding the storm.

"I asked her to come," Wuming said, "We're almost all here now."

Wuming looked at the people gathered in the arena.

King of the Golden Tree, Queen of Kallia, Monarch of the Blood Dynasty, Artificial King of the Eternal City, Queen of the Storm City.

Leaders from all over the world, above and below the ground, are basically here.

Roger walked in through the broken gap in the arena and was a little surprised to see so many kings gathered: "What are you doing?"

"We are going to solve the issue of profit distribution at the junction and talk about who I support." Wuming said.

When Roger heard this, he also walked among the kings.

"What do you mean?" Wuming asked.

"I have to fight for a right on behalf of the dead," Rogel said.

"Don't make trouble, Feiya hasn't found the king yet." Wuming said.

"That's why I stepped forward." Roger looked at the oppressive figures of the kings, and his forehead was sweating. "But if you don't fight for it at this time, Feiya won't accept it."

Wuming thought for a while: "Roger, can you still take me to the Round Table Hall?"

Roger shook his head: "Fiya and I have escaped from the Round Table, and are no longer the invited faders."

Wuming sighed and asked Roger to stay here. Michaela also came.

Although in theory he is already Ashimi's god, the two still represent different forces on the route.

The kings sat on chairs around each other like a round table.

Many kings also have think tanks behind them, such as the lion Menggote behind Godfrey, Nefeli and Hyde, and the old sage Ampach behind Mengg.

Meng looked at Michaela who came over:

"Wu Ming, you don't want to say that the force you support is your own force."

"Why do you say that?" Wuming asked.

"Michaela supports you, right?" Monger said, "What is he here for?"

"I come on behalf of the weak." Michaela sat on a chair and responded with a smile, "Corrupt relatives, epilepsy patients, hybrids, etc."

"Stop being so pretentious and tell your preference," Lenora said, "You don't really want to support Godfrey, do you?"

"Why not? The golden tree was once the overlord, and it profoundly affected the cultural customs of the border area. Even if it declines, it still has luxuriant branches and leaves." Wuming said and glanced up.

A few fallen leaves are falling.

"Anyway, he is still very powerful." Wuming said, "I support Lao Lu becoming the king. He is indeed very capable of being a king."

"It seems that we can't be allies, we can only meet on the battlefield." Lenara said a little heavy.

The other forces present were a little heavy, and everyone here knew Wuming's strength.

"Kalia is not bad either. The development of my caravan to its current scale is all due to Kalia's technology." Wuming continued, "I support Lady Lenara to become the king."

Lenora frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Neferi is deeply loved by Nimgefu and the Horned People. She represents Nimugefu and cares about the people under her rule. She also has the qualifications to be a king." Wuming continued,

"Ashmi carries the legacy of the Eternal City. I heard that Rodel and Kalia are both descendants of the Eternal City. They shouldn't embarrass the legacy of their ancestors, right?"

Wuming pointed at Michaela again:

"The corrupted relatives live in the holy tree and will not interfere with you. The epileptic patients only occupy one village. If they are hybrids, now that the horned people have returned, their lives will be much easier. These weaklings do not pose a threat to you. You are two worlds apart. People, it doesn’t matter.”

Wuming looked at Roger:

"The Deadborn are the best quality workers. The revival of Rodel and other places still needs them. And I think the Deadborn wouldn't mind living in Galid and the volcano, right?"

Roger said: "The dead have neither life nor life, no matter where they are."

"That's more convenient. You can just go back to the underground cemetery." Wuming said, "There is a big hole over there in the Shadow Land."

Wuming glanced at Meng for the last time:

"The Blood Dynasty, there are always people who like him, let him go, I have no objection."

"Why am I so perfunctory?" Mengge was unhappy.

Lenara said: "So what you want to say is, whoever becomes king will you support? Whoever wins and who you help?"

"No, I support you all becoming kings." Wuming said, "Queen of the Full Moon represents the interests of Kallia, Godfrey represents the interests of the Golden Tree, Neferi represents the interests of Nimgolf and the Shadow Land, Roger I represent the dead…aren’t you all the kings of your own territories?”

"Are we talking about the King of Elden now?" Neferi also couldn't understand, "Isn't he the king he is now?"

"Isn't it great that everyone becomes king?" Wuming said.

"If you become a king, you will no longer be a king." Monger said.

"Then he's not Wang." Wuming said, "Is this a false name you want?"

"What I want is for the world to change according to my laws," Monger said.

"You can follow your laws and do it in your own blood dynasty." Wuming said, "When the golden tree was at its strongest, it could not curb corruption. The Tower of God once stood at the junction of the golden tree and the golden tree. , It shows that the law will not be completely suppressed. You all have your own piece of land, right?"

"But there will be main branches and side branches." Man Yue said, glancing at Ge Fuli, "The main branch obviously doesn't want to see itself having branches."

"And we're going to expand," Monger said.

"Don't make trouble, don't you just want to spread your mother's teachings?" Wuming said, "Does that require expansion and war on your part?"

"Is there more bloodshed than war?"

"Yes." Wuming said, "Let me tell you, Patch told me that some medical technologies require blood collection. There is also a reproductive technology that requires cutting open the belly of pregnant women."

"The wounds and blood are all satisfying." Wuming said, "And the supply is continuous and stable. What do you think?"

Monger mused: "The mother of truth may not refuse."

Man Yue covered her forehead: "Is this your plan, for everyone to become king? You are so naive. Do you think this can avoid war?"

"Just looking at your demands, I don't think it is necessary to go to the stage of war." Wuming said, "Whether you are pursuing blood, whether you are pursuing not to be wiped out by ferocious neighboring countries, or whether you are pursuing reunification, there are other ways."

Wuming said: "You also said that the interests of all parties must be bound together - let Serui handle this matter, let her be responsible for mobilizing personnel, promoting exchanges, making heretical ideas disappear in the eyes of the people, and isolating those who cannot live together. Alien."

Lenara said: "In this way, the ones who actually control the border area are your caravans."

"To be precise, it's Se Rui. I can't fully control her." Wuming said, "And don't we have a 'key'? You can also hide sensitive information and monitor Se Rui at any time."

Wuming said: "After all, Serui is very efficient and can help you revive quickly and even become more prosperous than before. If you want to fight a war, at least make it look good - build the royal city, the castle, and all kinds of giant golems." ”

Wuming looked around at the kings: "What do you think?"

Neferi has always been indifferent:

"I just need to guard my little territory."

"Kalia has no objection," Lenara said, "but we don't have the right to decide."

Lenora looked at Godfrey:

"It was not us, Kallia, who brought the entire border area into the flames of war."

"Lao Lu, what's your opinion?" Wuming asked.

"I listen to my wife." Godfrey said.

"Hey." Wuming said, "Isn't your wife in jail? Can you have some opinions of your own?"

"My idea is to have a fight." Godfrey said, "If you think this can give birth to more strong people, I have no objection. If you can find such a strong fader, I am willing to believe you. ”

Ge Fulei said to Wuming seriously:

"But when Malika comes out, if she still wants to unify the border areas and want war, I will definitely not refuse."

Wuming said to Ge Fulei:

"I'm going to say something ugly in front of you. In order to maintain the current situation, I will stand opposite the golden tree. After all, defeating a golden tree is much easier than resolving the melee among kings."

"Okay." Godfrey said, "If we really want to fight, I will inform you."

Monger said: "But in this case, who is the King of Elden?"

"Why are you still talking about King Elden?" Michaela said, "Wuming means that there is no King Elden."

"But the Ring does exist in the body of God, and whoever meets the Ring will become the king." Monger said, "There must be a King Elden."

"Can't everyone meet together?" Wuming said.

"How can that be possible? There has never been such a rule." Monget spoke.

"What about the actual situation?" Wuming looked at Ge Fulei.

Ge Fulei said, "Actually, it's okay. You can go in with three people. If you want, you can go in on horseback."

"Then let's go together." Wuming clapped his hands, "The problem is solved."

Wuming jumped up from the chair:

"I'll go and solve my problem - let you meet the Ring."

Wuming left the kings where they were and got on the golden carriage.

"Boss, where are you going?" the coachman asked Wuming.

"Sleep on the carriage, and visit the temple when you get off." Wuming said, "Stop at any church."

As he said that, Wuming lay on the carriage, bathed in the sunlight of the spiral tree, and had a good sleep.

When he woke up, Wuming found that the driver had taken him to the Pilgrimage Church.

A statue with a huge statue of Radagon.

"No, where did you take me?" Wuming turned over, "Is this still Marika's church?"

The driver was surprised: "Didn't you say any church will do?"

"I..." Wuming had nothing to say.

He looked at the huge statue of Radagon, sighed, and was about to say something when he saw Melina holding a small flag, followed by a group of people, and walked to the Pilgrimage Church.

"This is the Pilgrimage Church, and this is also the church near the end of the Giant War. Once, Lady Marika gave a motto here, predicted the return of the Faded Ones, and announced the return of the King-"

Melina brought a group of devout Golden Tree believers to explain what happened here in the past.

Seeing Wuming was also there, the four eyes met and were stunned for a moment.

Melina clapped her hands:

"Move around here for a while, you can admire the statues and observe the church as a souvenir. But don't write or draw on the walls of the church, it won't bless you, it will only curse you."

Melina dismissed the tour group and walked to Wuming: "What are you doing here?"

Wuming was a little surprised:

"I thought this wasn't Marika's statue, you wouldn't come here."

"What's the matter?" Melina frowned.

"I'm going to the Round Table Hall." Wuming said, "I heard you have a way."

"What are you going to do?" Melina asked.

"Going to eat, the two fingers sealed the entrance to the golden tree." Wuming said, "And let me take the blame, I have to give it two bites."

"The entrance is sealed?" Melina was surprised, "How is this possible? The two fingers of the round table want to restore the golden law, how can they stop it."

"Maybe the two fingers hate me, and want to get rid of me on this pretext." Wuming guessed.

"Why do they hate you?" Melina asked.

"I don't know." Wuming spread his hands, "Two Fingers told me that I was a nuisance and was not liked by Two Fingers."

Wuming said: "Don't think too much, is there any way to send me to the round table hall? Sending Lani is also fine."

"I can open a door for you." Melina said, "But if you can't see the blessing, you have to let the people inside open it for you, otherwise you can't get out."

"It's so dangerous, what should I do?" Wuming thought, he glanced at Melina, "Can you go with me?"

"I have to lead a group, I don't have time."

Wuming sighed: "Forget it, let's take it one step at a time, anyway, you are outside, you can send others in. How do I get in?"

Melina stretched out her hand to Wuming:

"Give me the claw."

Wuming put it on Melina's hand familiarly, and then darkness descended around him and enveloped him.

The darkness reminded Wuming of the darkness on the God-granting Tower and the Gate of God.

When the darkness faded, he saw the huge blessing, the round table and the complicated weapons again.

"It's been so long, and the layout of this round table is still so bad." Wuming sighed and shook his head.

The biggest difference is that there are some sparks on the tree-like wall of the round table hall. Although it is not big, it seems that there are flames stubbornly attached to the trees, growing continuously, and being suppressed by the vitality of the trees.

There were hurried footsteps from the round table study. Baizhi saw Wuming's figure and said in surprise:

"Why are you here?"

Since the last meeting, Baizhi seemed to have become older, leaning on a cane, and his movements became slower, with a sense of twilight.

"I'm here to find Shuangzhi." Wuming responded, looking around, trying to find where Shuangzhi was.

He didn't see Shuangzhi last time he came.

Next to the round table, a door that was closed before was now open, and Shuangzhi could be vaguely seen inside.

Wuming walked into the small door and saw an old woman who had untied her fingers next to Shuangzhi. She had collapsed on the table and was motionless.

And the Shuangzhi was also a little strange.

Unlike the two fingers he had seen before, which were bent and moved, the two fingers on the round table were straight and motionless.

They did not respond to Wuming's approach.

Wuming always felt that there was some kind of energy radiating from the fingertips of these two fingers.

He subconsciously went over and took a picture, but there was still no response.

"No need to take a picture." Baizhi said behind him, "He is contacting the Supreme Will, and he will not move until he gets a response."

Wuming was stunned: "When did He not move?"

"It was destroyed a long time ago," Momochi said, "before Chappolili's attack."

"Who is this old woman who removed her fingers?" Wuming looked at the dead old woman next to him.

"Grandma Enya, her life was hung by the golden tree." Bai Zhi said, "She passed away after you released the Death Rune."

"I know I was the one who released him." Wuming said, "It was obviously the Black Sword who released him."

"You played a big role in it," Baizhi said.

"You seem to know a lot." Wuming said, "Hiding in the dark, even Serui didn't notice you. How do you know so many things?"

"If you are willing to seek knowledge, you will be good at seeking knowledge." Baizhi said, "You will naturally understand many things."

"Then do you know who placed the seal at the door of the Golden Tree?" Wuming asked.

Bai Zhi frowned: "Is there a seal?"

"You know so much." Wuming said, "Forget it, do you know how to get out?"

"Of course I know this." Baizhi said.

"That's great." Wuming said, "Send me out."

"Why are you here?" Bai Zhi was surprised.

"I thought it was the two fingers of the Round Table that sealed the entrance to the Golden Tree, but it doesn't seem to be the case." Wuming pointed to both fingers, "His state is very similar to that of Finger Mother, as if he has lost his heart. He probably doesn't have the energy to set the seal. "

Baizhi pondered for a moment, looked at Shen Jing's two fingers on the round table, and said to Wuming:

"Do me a favor and I'll take you out with me."

"What kind of favor?" Wuming said, "I won't do anything that goes too far, such as asking me to stand in line and support you to become the King of Elden or something like that."

"The mission of the Round Table Hall is about to end." Bai Zhi looked at the sparks on the wall of the Round Table Hall, "Take the others with you."

"It's this kind of thing." Wuming said clearly, "Do you need to take the things away?"

"The only valuable things are books, and I have read them all," Baizhi said.

Wuming called everyone in the round table hall. This place had become a lot deserted since the last time he came here, and it was even quieter than before. No wonder Momochi looks a lot lonely.

Bai Zhi drew an ancient secret text in the air, and the radiant secret text separated darkness in the mid-air, spreading into a sphere and surrounding everyone.

When the darkness dissipated, Wuming and others stood at the junction again, but it was no longer the Pilgrimage Church, but the Perum Church.

"Awesome, can you teach me this move?" Wuming asked Baizhi.

Baizhi held his cane and looked at Wuming:

"Aren't we competitors?"

"I thought you had already given up." Wuming said, "Even the blacksmith has been brought out, and the round table is gone. I can recruit you."

"I asked myself that I didn't do anything wrong." Bai Zhi smiled bitterly, "But every time I get news about you, and see your achievements again and again, turning the world upside down, I find that I can't even catch up."

Wuming observed Bai Zhi:

"Are you going to find Neferi? She should still be willing to receive you. If you don't want to be included, you can go to her."

Bai Zhi shook his head:

"I have something to prove. If that thing, that conjecture is proven by me... we will become enemies."

Bai Zhi held his cane and left slowly. Leaving behind a thin and stubborn figure.

Wuming scratched his head, not knowing what Bai Zhi was thinking. He took out the pyroxene crystal and called Serui:

"Take a rubbing of the seal emblem in front of the golden tree and see if you can analyze anything."

After about a week, Serui teamed up with other scholars to finally find some clues from the seal and discovered the source.

"It's Mikaela's two fingers." Serrui reported the result to Wuming.