The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 486: Traces of Two Fingers

Above the large hole on the south coast, Latan and Gefulei were suspended in the sky.

Gefulei said to Latan with a smile:

"Thank you. I can't fly. I don't know how I would have gotten here without you."

"You're kidding again," said Latan.

Latan not only used gravity magic to make the pony under his crotch take off, but also made Ge Fulei hover in the air.

As a huge amount of molten mud followed Wuming and the others, the big hole that had been gushing out black mud like a fountain finally flattened out a bit, revealing flat ground.

And the black sword on the flat ground.

The black sword really stood on the side of the molten mud. The molten mud surrounded it, not daring to get close, but also unwilling to stay away, forming a hemispherical blank area.

As the large group of molten mud rushed towards the unknown, a hemispherical blank area appeared.

Black Sword squatted there, and seemed to sense the gazes of Ge Fulei and others, so he raised his head and looked at them.

The soldiers' fight does not require language, and the battle between the two sides is about to break out.

The only ones who faced the Black Sword were Gefulei and Latan, but now without the interference of the molten mud, facing two king-level warriors, the Black Sword had almost no chance of winning.

Latan lifted the gravity magic, and Gefulei immediately fell down and met the jumping black sword.

Black Sword twisted his waist and swung the sword, and the huge blade of light cut towards Ge Fulei in the waist.

Gefulei fell vertically, making it almost impossible to dodge.

Ge Fulei simply raised his hand and tapped the back of his hand against his side.

There seemed to be a wall next to him, which applied the reaction force of the blow to him, causing him to move sideways several meters. Then he stepped on the ground, and the sound of an air explosion was heard, sending Ge Fulei's body directly in front of the black sword.

Ge Fulei did not approach the black sword. Instead, he swung his fist and smashed it at the black sword from a distance.

Black Sword jumped high in alertness, and a huge pit appeared on the ground beneath his feet, with molten mud scattered everywhere.

Ge Fulei stretched out his limbs, broke the momentum of retreat, stepped on the air, and rushed straight towards the black sword.

The black sword was in mid-air, and it swung out several sword energies again, leaving no chance for Ge Fulei to get close.

But Ge Fulei did not get close. When he got close enough to a certain distance, he moved sideways again and avoided the red and black air blade.

At the same time, purple magical waves passed through the black sword and suddenly shrank.

The black sword's body in mid-air had just finished swinging its sword energy when it was pulled in one direction uncontrollably.

In that direction, Ge Fulei, with his muscles bulging, was waiting for him, ready to strike.

Black Sword tried his best to balance his body, and swung the sword again, with sword energy crisscrossing and surrounding it, ensuring that Ge Fulei could not get close to him.

But Ge Fulei seemed to have predicted it. He narrowly avoided the black sword's energy, went around behind it, and grabbed its tail.

"Not good!" Hei Jian was shocked.

Ge Fulei laughed: "My wife asked me to go out to the borderland and be close to death. I have already practiced it."

As he spoke, Ge Fulei swung the black sword and smashed it hard on the ground, creating a deep pit.

Hei Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, stretched his limbs, and prepared to exert force. But before he could exert force, the air above his head suddenly solidified, making it difficult for him to exert force.

A superstar falls.

Latan's body was on fire, and he slammed down on Black Sword, and then he moved his hand down to grab Black Sword's neck and lifted him up from the pit.

"Dizzy." Latan glanced at the black sword.

"Let's go." Ge Fulei said, and he stepped on the ground. The earth shook, blew away the gradually gathering molten mud, and he also flew out, leaving the southern coast with Latan.

The two of them finished the battle and happened to meet Wuming flying back. Seeing that both sides had successfully completed the mission, Wuming was very happy.

Everyone took the black sword and flew to the upper part of the cliff.

On the cliff, several eye-catching pools of blood appeared on the battlefield where the Horned Men and the Black Knights were fighting against the scattered melted mud.

And this blue-black molten mud does not contain red blood.

Looking more closely, the melted mud on the ground no longer gathered into a pool to surround and rush towards the soldiers, but turned into knights riding mud horses and holding large axes.

The blade of the large hatchet was made of a large number of human bones arranged in an arch shape, with the skull biting the blade. The blade edge was hardened molten mud, shining with a cold luster.

The Molten Mud Knight raised the big sword and attacked the Diagonal Man and the Black Knight in a strange shape. Although he looked like a human, his attack movements were amorphous. The mud horse with only the front half of its body under its feet was also attacking, making it hard to defend against.

When the warriors attack the Mud Knight, the molten mud on the Mud Knight's body will form a hard shell, which will then break apart after being attacked, thus dissolving the offensive. When breaking apart, spiritual fire will also splash out, burning the surroundings.

They become tougher and more dangerous.

The soldiers were unable to adapt for a while and suffered heavy losses.

Wuming and others returned and immediately took action to deal with these scattered new types of molten mud.

"How did it become like this?" Wuming was surprised.

"I don't know." The Black Knight reported, "Some of them we failed to stop rushed into the Tower Town."

Wuming was shocked, because Barrett was full of old people, children, women and children, and they didn't have much fighting power.

Everyone rushed back to Barrett, but saw that outside the town, large groups of Molten Mud Knights had died. Some seemed to have been bombarded by high-intensity holy light, while others were covered in purple air, their bodies were half melted, and they were sleeping very soundly.

You can see the Mud Knights charging from outside the Tower Town all the way into the Tower Town, leaving behind countless corpses.

Wuming was still a little worried. After all, it looked like the Mud Knight was going to charge in, and if Michaela got close to him, it would still be very dangerous.

Wuming walked into the Tower Town and saw a tall and ugly giant who looked like Mungert. Wings were flashing behind him. He dodged the attacks of the Mud Knights and picked up a mud sword in his hand. He swung the hatchet and beheaded a Mud Knight.

While the Mud Knight's head was slowly recovering, the giant put his hand into the Mud Knight's body. Purple smoke burst out from its body, and the Mud Knight fell to the ground.

Behind the giant, the old horned woman and other horned men gathered together. In front of the giant, no Mud Knight could get past him.

"Well done." Wuming applauded Michaela and dealt with the remaining mud knights.

Michaela breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Wuming and wiped the sweat from her forehead:
"You are here at last—did you succeed?"

Wuming stepped aside as the black sword was being carried towards him.

"Great." Mikaela breathed a sigh of relief again. "As long as we catch the Black Sword, our chances of winning will be greatly increased. Are there two fingers in the Finger Ruins?"

Wuming shook his head: "No trace of the two fingers was found. We were wrong about this."

"Can't find it..." Mikaela bit her lip, "Could it be that there are no two fingers behind the black sword?"

"You'll know when he wakes up." Wuming said, and took out his staff and put icy mist on Heijian's face.

Hei Jian shuddered and woke up immediately, with all the hair on his body standing on end.

Black Sword woke up, looked around, and was a little confused: "Where is this..."

"Do you remember what happened?" Wuming asked, "Do you remember what happened in the past few days?"

"I had a very long dream." Black Sword said, "In the dream, I went back to the past, a simple and beautiful time. I went hunting for Xiao Se Yan and her divine skin."

"It seems that he didn't remember it." Wuming spread his hands, "But Blaze was in a similar state when he woke up."

"What are you talking about?" asked Black Sword.

Michaela asked: "Do you remember what you were doing before you had the dream?"

Black Sword covered his head:

"It seems...you are trying to persuade me to release the Death Rune."

"Yes, you should have been controlled after that." Michaela said, "You stood on the side of the molten mud."

"How could I be on the side of the melting mud?" said the black sword, "I only stand beside Marika and fight for her. I am her sword."

"We went through a lot of trouble to make you wake up, and many people were injured. Don't deny it." Wuming was dissatisfied.

"You can verify it." Michaela said, "Uncle, please seal the Death Rune first, and don't hold the black sword. It's scary."

Michaela's request was not excessive, so Black Sword did as she was told: "And then?"

"Don't move, let's take off your second helmet," said Michaela.

"The second layer?" Before Hei Jian understood, the silver-white helmet covering his head suddenly had a big hole, revealing his original black and gold helmet.

Almost instantly, Black Sword's body shook, and the terrifying beast's roar appeared again.

The big hole on the helmet healed, tightly wrapping Black Sword's helmet.

Black Sword regained consciousness: "I seemed to be in a trance just now."

"What did you see again? The Big Bad Wolf selling matches?" Wuming asked, picking up a crystal and displaying the scene he had just recorded in front of Black Sword, which contained his capricious image.

"Is this true?" Hei Jian was a little unconvinced.

"After all, the control of the fingers has nothing to do with your will." Michaela said. "It can be confirmed that there is indeed a pair of fingers behind you that are influencing you."

Black Sword was a little shocked, "But why? Who was it? Lord Two-Fingers couldn't do this to me."

"Obviously the two fingers have their own purpose. They don't want you to release the death rune right now and let the molten mud overflow." Michaela said, "It is reasonable to suspect that they are going to use this immortal molten mud to deal with all enemies. As for you, you are not the enemy, you are just a puppet of the fingers. And you are not necessarily the fingers of the round table."

"Whose is that?" Black Sword asked.

"The queen of the midnight eyes is also a deity," Michaela said, "and was once chosen by the finger."

"If He could control me, He would have done so now." Black Sword didn't believe it.

“There was another pair of fingers that kept Him in check,” Mikaela said, “but this is the Land of Shadows.”

Wuming pondered and asked:
"Can't two fingers get through this seal?"

"That's not clear. The two fingers have great powers. Who knows what they can do?" Michaela said.

"If we're not sure, then we won't be able to pinpoint which two fingers are causing the trouble," Wuming said.

"Which one? We haven't found any yet." Michaela spread her hands. "We can't go to the Round Table Hall and ask the elder who supported my mother if it was you who did it, right?"

Black Sword felt that the hood on his head was a little bit uncomfortable to wear:

“Should I wear this all the time?”

"Our latest plan is to implant a pyroxene crystal in the brain, which will not affect the appearance." Wuming said, "But that can only be done by Serei. When we return to the border, I will introduce you to someone."

Mikaela clapped her hands, drew Black Sword's attention to herself, and said:
"Uncle, no matter what the purpose of the two fingers is and why they want to manipulate you, you should release the Death Rune. It is in your hands and has become very dangerous."

Black Sword was still a little hesitant:

"I am no longer under control..."

"But the molten mud hasn't disappeared yet," Michaela said. "We don't know when it will break through the bottom of the valley and hit all of us. The molten mud is evolving. If we continue to delay, we don't know what monsters will appear."

"I will kill them." said Black Sword.

"Killing billions of molten muds?" Michaela said, "Uncle, have you calculated how long it will take?"

Malicus protected his black sword with his head lowered, like a puppy guarding its food.

Black Sword said, "Didn't you say that the two fingers were behind the melting mud? If those were the two fingers of Night Eyes, wouldn't that be exactly what He wanted?"

"This is the least we need to worry about. The mission of the Two Fingers is to find a god to enforce the law." Michaela said, "There are no more gods who are suitable for the law of death, and no one can fully utilize the power of the Death Rune.

"And even if such a god-man really appeared, uncle - are you afraid? You are a legendary hero who tore the Queen of the Night Eyes who possessed the Rune of Death with just the claws of an animal before you had the black sword in your hand."

Black Sword was still somewhat reluctant:
"Since the molten mud was created by the two fingers, if you can solve the two fingers, you should be able to solve the molten mud as well."

"That's only a temporary solution." Michaela was so angry that she put her hands on her hips. "Besides, we don't even know where the two fingers are. How can we solve the problem of the two fingers?"

"I know where the two fingers are." A gentle boy's voice suddenly sounded not far away from the crowd.

Everyone was a little surprised. Even in Barrett, they were only high-level officials.

What kind of expert is this who can get so close?

Do you know the news about double fingers?

Everyone looked over and saw a thin man with some dark circles under his eyes standing there.

He was wearing a luxurious robe, with a purple base and golden embroidery, a collar that looked like a blooming flower, and a strange hat with a round hole on it.

"Who are you?" Most people present were confused.

"Ah, it's Ymir." Lance Sanx recognized her and greeted the man.

"Your friend?" Wuming asked Lance Shanks, "Is he also an ancient dragon?"

"What?" Lance Shanks shook his head. "Were you not captured by Shadow City before? We went around and entered his cathedral, where he received us."

Ymir walked up to the crowd, performed a very ladylike etiquette, and said:
"My name is Ymir, and I'm a stargazer."

Ymir stretched out her fingers and adjusted her crown. The black hole on the crown stared at everyone:

"Actually, I'm pretty confident in my knowledge of fingers."

Ymir smiled and said, "I can tell you the information about the finger and even more."

"What are the conditions?" Michaela asked.

Ymir touched her lips and glanced to the side:
“I just want to be a helping hand to others — and our interests are aligned.”

(End of this chapter)