Everyone laughed at him.
On the other hand, the beautiful tour guide was shocked and looked at the young man blankly.
Everyone thought that the Church of Light was as sacred and inviolable as the legends said. Only she knew how indecent it was.
The book of the Church of Light was actually a weird book full of filthy language!
The Pope of Light hid in the basement all day and was a slovenly otaku. He studied the evil giant and always said that Emperor Ermin was his wife!
The most ridiculous one was the Chief Judge of the Magistrate. He almost never stayed in the Church of Light. He was hunted all day and rarely came back. He was holding a short staff and shouted that he was an idiot!
Only the Saintess of Light was more serious. She cleaned up the mess of these troublemakers.
The golden-haired tour guide sighed. "However, it was these idiots who gathered in a small underground room and talked about it all day long. In the end, they saved the entire sorcerer world!"
After touring and visiting a few scenic spots, they excitedly formed groups and set off in the direction of the old farm, Windmill Town. They planned to check out the bars in the town. After all, the ale here was famous. It was said that it had a mellow flavor from the ancient Babylon era.
After the enthusiastic tourists left, the young man who was talking nonsense quietly came to the tour guide. "When we all became ancient history, the first Saintess of Light began to be a tour guide here and began to talk about our past?"
Linda's eyes trembled.
"You are …" Linda's voice became hoarse. Her eyes were wet.
The low-level sorcerers of the church who survived and followed her to clean up the mess had left one by one.
After the decline of the sorcerer era, many of them made great achievements and even established new human kingdoms. They played an important role in history and made great achievements.
Then, they left this world in front of their children and grandchildren.
Linda's talent was not strong. She spent countless resources to become a level-five sorcerer. She also used the blood of the phoenix to ignite the godly fire to live to this day. There was a lot of the blood of the phoenix back then. Most people used it.
However, two hundred years had passed.
Although she still looked young and beautiful, she had less than three years to live. Her mind power had also completely aged and was only at the level of a level-two sorcerer. She did not have much time left.
But she still waited.
It was only because of the page left behind at that time: Wait for my return.
Two hundred years …
She still could not forget the rain of blood and the scene of the gigantic and majestic Underworld Gate towering in the sky. That book had once said that it would record everything, but in the end, it turned out that an entire era had changed with a single turn.
Or perhaps, she had already gradually forgotten the promise she had made back then.
In fact, she had long since known that it would not come true, but she still waited, because she did not know what to do. Everyone else had left this world, and only she was still alive.
"It's me." The youth had a complicated look in his eyes. "After two hundred years, I'm back."
Linda's expression gradually became complicated. She looked at him quietly and choked with sobs, unable to speak.
"As the price for losing the Evil God's body, Medusa has helped me take over a human's body. This is a surprise gift for me." He looked at the girl in front of him, walked forward, and gently half-knelt down to kiss the back of her hand.
"Do you still want to take screenshots?" Linda suddenly asked.
All of a sudden, he was completely stunned.
"It really is you!"
Linda smiled softly and couldn't help but hold the young man in her arms. "I just want to see if it's the real person. Every time you encounter something happy, you'll suddenly say that it's a screenshot, a screenshot."
Linda's voice suddenly became extremely hoarse and trembled slightly. "They don't believe it! They don't believe in our era! I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm the last person in this world. You're gone, the others are gone, and soon, I'll die too. I'll become the last dust in history, and no one will remember anything about us. "
"All the familiarity is leaving us."
Xiao Naoxiao looked at the familiar statues and monuments.
Those familiar names, their lives, voices, and appearances appeared in his mind one by one. Before they died, they cried, hesitated, and broke down, but they still jumped onto the altar without hesitation.
He had become a hero in an ancient myth. Was it great? Was it pride?
Perhaps.
But more than that, it was complicated.
He also felt the greatness and cruelty of time.
The countless heroes of that era, the tragic lives that they led without regard for their own safety, were all about to be buried in the past.
In two hundred years, the wizards had long gone extinct. For a human's lifespan of thirty to forty years, five generations of rise and fall had passed. The long time was enough to erase all history.
The wizards who pursued the truth were buried in the gears of history and were about to be crushed to pieces!
Behind them, the young aristocrat suddenly rushed over with two knight guards. He gently bowed and performed a knight's salute. "You two, can I treat you to a drink? I'm very interested in your identities."
Hundreds of years had passed. Linda had degenerated into a weak level-2 wizard, and Xiao Naoxiao had even become an ordinary person. He did not notice the few young people hiding in the bushes nearby.
"Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar? I said it! We are characters who live in ancient myths and history … "The young man laughed and said to Linda next to him," Let's go. "
Linda waved her hand and used her spiritual power to shield them. A gentle breeze flashed past.
The two slowly disappeared without a trace.
"It's a wizard! A legendary wizard! The first Saintess! The legendary Book of Light in the hands of the first Pope of Light! "
The young aristocrat stood there in a daze and trembled all over.
"Hahahaha!"
He began to laugh, which gradually became louder and louder. Finally, it turned into a hearty laugh that echoed throughout the ancient ruins. "I found it! I finally found it! In that ancient era, the legendary wizards that existed in history really did exist! We mortals can also possess earth-shattering power … "
The civilians did not understand. Only they believed in the terrifying traces left behind by the wizards.
Everyone thought that the expensive metals used to make weapons were made from the hard bones of giant beasts and made using special technology from the "Central Underground Forging Furnace". The forging technology of metals was the highest secret of the entire country.
But when he was eight years old, when Albert was still a child, dressed in the extravagant attire of a noble's palace, he saw the truth of the world that he would never be able to forget for the rest of his life. It was a terrifying and bizarre scene of neatly stacked black metal bricks and rows of sharp teeth, waiting to eat food and grow up.
At that moment, he heard the words of the most powerful and majestic king in the world. "My child, there was originally no metal in the world. It was the great creation of the ancient alchemy wizards. This is the truth of the world!"
Creating metals.
Creating orcs …
The ancient alchemy wizards were a group of people who pursued truth and knowledge. They were unbelievably powerful and mysterious.
It had long been Albert's dream to become a wizard of the ancient civilization.
A confidant next to him slowly stepped forward. "Third Prince Albert, do you want to inform Earl Mitchell of this territory and then report to His Majesty?"
"No need." Albert was silent for a moment. He picked up a red handkerchief and wiped his eyes. His voice slowly became calm. "Inform the members of the Gwent Card Club. Let them all think of a way to come here … This is the illegitimate child of us high-ranking nobles, the biggest hope to rise."
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