"Isn't this the trademark of our store? We've advertised it all the way to the sky?"

The corner of Pachi's mouth twitched a few times and he said firmly:

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence, we can take the opportunity to make a name for ourselves."

He cursed under his breath:

"Can you make the matter bigger..."

"It's really possible..." Wuming stood on the Divine Grant Tower, murmured hoarsely, and relaxed a little.

Several big hands swelled out from his back, supporting him on the ground and dragging him along, like a big spider.

The big hands crawled on the ground, leaving behind swirling fingerprint marks.

On the Tower of Divine Grant, there are two dead fingers, and the grace lies between the two fingers.

Wuming had never seen Double Fingers, the so-called messenger who conveyed the supreme will, but he recognized the thing lying motionless on the ground on the tower as Two Fingers at the first sight.

Because it is indeed "two fingers", like a person's palm, but the thumb, little finger, and ring finger are cut off, leaving only the index finger and middle finger.

Wuming has never seen the Great Rune, but he can feel that the favor between his two fingers contains huge power, and he must be the Great Rune.

He urgently needs this power to fill the void now.

He approached the favor and took off the armor from his chest.

The location of Wuming's chest is not the heart and lungs, but a vortex-like depression, and the fine golden runes are sucked into this vortex.

Wuming was also worried that the big runes would be different from ordinary runes and could not be inhaled.

But he was overly worried. Wuming pressed his chest against the ball of grace, and the whirlpool crushed the grace into pieces and sucked it into his body.

Feeling his body gradually filling up, Wuming let out a long, comfortable sigh.

The giant black hand behind him is gradually shrinking as the favor is absorbed.

The flame has also begun to become more handy and can be controlled at will, and will no longer be released in an overly bold way.

Wuming controlled a flame whip, licking the melted armor and reshaping it.

The face shield was repaired, revealing the eyes.

The shriveled eyeballs gradually recovered, but there was still some blood redness in them.

The giant hands retracted one by one, and soon only one was left.

But the favor disappeared.

To be precise, it was completely absorbed.

Wuming gritted his teeth and prepared to work harder, but was held back by the giant hand behind his back.

This time the giant hand shrank very slowly, and you could clearly see the pus-like paste-like substance surging on the back of the big black hand, the palm of the hand was like a whirlpool, and the horns like broken teeth were spread between the fingers.

It didn't look like a hand, but rather the mouthparts of some kind of sandworm, with its mouth covered with severed ominous horns.

Wuming was working hard, but the two fingers in front of him moved.

Wuming frowned and stepped back, looking warily at the two fingers wriggling on the ground.

The two fingers can act as an intermediary between the finger witch and the supreme will. They are widely believed in the border areas and are even worshiped like gods. There must be something unique about them.

Wuming hoped that the two fingers would have some sense and not go against him because he snatched Grek's big rune.

"Please, be a little sensible, be a little sensible..." Wuming's still somewhat hazy consciousness kept chanting.

The God-given Tower is built on the seaside, and beyond is the endless sea.

The distant sky and the sea on the other side emitted light at the same time, shining on the two fingers.

Under the shroud of light, the damaged and old bodies of the two fingers began to recover, and the hair on the "backs of the fingers" also became smooth.

There was a vibration between his two fingers, and the dust and dirt on his body were shaken away, and he stood upright again.

Putting two fingers on the ground, this palm-like creature stood up, its hands slightly bent, maintaining a delicate balance.

The two fingers of the two fingers were trembling, and the hair on the back of the fingers was also vibrating in a regular manner.

But soon, the two fingers stopped and twisted left and right like heads, as if they were looking for something.

Wuming couldn't understand what the two fingers were doing, and he didn't want to see it.

Wuming's consciousness was still a little dazed, and he still needed strength to control the hand behind his back. He didn't want to ignore his fingers.

Looking around with both fingers, he seemed to have given up and his body stopped shaking.

Wuming waited for a while and found that there was no more movement between his two fingers.

Wuming turned around and prepared to leave. He felt that Double Finger would not embarrass him.

At this moment, Wuming felt his spirit tremble, and an unspeakable feeling invaded his mind.

It was a consciousness inserted directly into his brain.

It cannot be expressed in words, but it directly affects his soul so that he can understand it.

"Hello." said the voice in the soul.

Wuming turned around stiffly and looked at Two Fingers.

"Yes, it's me." He nodded slightly with both fingers, "There is no finger-removing witch here, so I can only use this method."

"Is something wrong?" Wuming got straight to the point.

He had a headache, and now he was forced to take away some of his energy to communicate with the two-fingered souls. Wuming felt very uncomfortable.

Two fingers convey an emotion to Wuming, including joy, relief and appreciation:

"I didn't expect that after the Broken War, new gods would appear. Your laws are very strange. Can you show them to me?"

"What god? What law?" Wuming didn't understand what those two fingers were saying at all.

"It's okay, I can look at it myself." Shuangzhi said.

In the sky directly above the Divine Grant Tower, a cylindrical light was projected down and enveloped him, and then Wuming felt a sting in his brain.

Wuming felt that his body had lost control for a moment, and his power was overflowing uncontrollably.

The power overflowing from the nameless armor can be described as radiant.

There are blazing curling flames, black flames, golden thunder and lightning wrapped around the armor, light and dark overflowing liquids intertwined...

The two fingers were silent for a moment, conveying an emotion of surprise and surprise:

"It's stranger than I thought. Life and death, light and darkness, gold and moon, time, lightning, fire, soul, charm, blood... It's the first time I've seen a god-man possessing so many laws at the same time.

, Great, you can definitely end this era of chaos. Become a god, and I will help you become the god of the border area. Show your laws, no matter which one, or all of them, and let the world get back on track.

Come on, become a god and choose your partner..."

Shuangzhi was very excited and kept pouring ideas into Wuming.

But Wuming didn't respond at all, and there wasn't even the slightest fluctuation in his soul.

"Are you dissatisfied?" Shuangzhi asked, "What do you want? You can get the whole world, shape the world into what you want, and get whatever you want."

"You can get whatever you want..." Wuming lowered his head and murmured in a vague voice.

"Yes, anything." Two Fingers promised him, "This is allowed by the Supreme Consciousness."

"Hehehehe..." Wuming laughed gloomily, "I want to eat a hot dog..."

Two fingers conveyed a doubtful emotion.

He didn't understand Wuming's meaning.

Wuming suddenly burst into flames and rushed towards Shuangzhi.

The different powers surging throughout the body were directed toward the two fingers, along with nameless and strong emotions.

But it's not murderous intention, it's closer to obsession.

Crazy obsession.

"It's useless. Without the power of killing gods, you can't hurt me at all." Two fingers relied on soul communication, and their reaction speed was amazing. When Wuming rushed up, he had already begun to persuade Wuming, "I hope you can obey me, otherwise even if you are a

God, you can’t get a good death either——”

The two-fingered language stopped.

Its skin was easily torn by Wuming. The giant mouth-shaped hand on Wuming's back bit one of the two fingers and began to gnaw at it from the beginning.

The feeling of severe pain was conveyed to Wuming with two fingers.

"Stop, feel the pain. You can understand the pain caused by the injury. And if you don't stop, you will also bear the pain. You will suffer the pain of being eaten alive and die of shock."

Wuming was unmoved, as if he didn't receive the painful feeling transmitted by his two fingers.

The big hands on his back gnawed even more vigorously.

The two fingers incited Wuming's soul again, blowing on the surface, trying to make Wuming go crazy and change his behavior, but it was of no use.

"Didn't I say it?" Wuming muttered in a low voice, "I want to eat, I'm hungry, I'm not full yet. You still want to bother me, affect my spirit, and affect my will..."
To be continued...