Another day passed.
In the City of Will, there was a hubbub of voices, and it had become the liveliest city in the vicinity.
Xu Zhi continued to speak in the bar, telling the rest of the history. He had already reached the twilight years of the Alchemy Emperor, his legendary escape, and finally living a second life and making a comeback.
"He returned as a teenager!"
In the bar, many people had already seen the realistic scene in their minds, and their hearts were shaken.
"The Alchemy Emperor's true body was actually a slime?!"
"Yes, with the body of the weakest level one demon, he became the strongest in the world. That was his promise to the seven little witches, a promise of a man! He fought hard and finally realized his unattainable dream. "
"It is difficult to trace back the difficulties and setbacks he had experienced in his long history."
"The Alchemy Emperor was the most sentimental. He did not want to become a god, but to wait for them to return in the mortal world."
Then, another day passed, and the story reached the death of the Alchemy Emperor.
The year 804 of the Babylonian Kingdom was the fall of an era, and it was the most tragic year. All the experts of the sorcerer sects, whether friend or foe, silently toasted, and even Monarch Medusa was filled with emotion.
At that time, there were countless conspirators in the kingdom, but no one disturbed or made a move during the hundred-day ceremony. They quietly waited for the Alchemy Emperor to enter the tomb, and even Medusa did not choose to make a move.
They respected this great emperor, and did not want to disturb him entering the tomb.
The heavy feeling of history overwhelmed them.
Someone choked. "The year 804 of the Babylonian Kingdom was the year of legend! They respected this unprecedented Great Magus Emperor. His greatness, virtuousness, and ability had thoroughly established the glory of the entire world! "
"What left the deepest impression on me was this sentence: Sorcerers represent the search for truth and knowledge. Give me endless knowledge, and I can move the entire world!"
…
They had been waiting for this piece of history for a very long time, even risking their lives.
These Quasi-emperors were looking forward to the truth of history, looking back to the distant ancient times, eager to know about this land, and the empire that once stood tall for thousands of years. They were like hardworking readers, and their endless expectations turned into sweet wine at this moment, dripping to their hearts' content!
They wished they could drink it all in one gulp!
Awesome!
It was simply too awesome!
Knowing the truth of history, so what if he was killed?
For a moment, an irrational thought popped up in their minds. The Poneglyph of History was a fatal temptation for many people.
But then, they frowned slightly. Someone couldn't help but say,
"When the Alchemist Emperor died, the God of Wisdom reappeared in history … to send the Alchemist Emperor off."
"Yeah, it runs through history. It's amazing and mysterious."
"Just how ancient was the God of Wisdom, Hermes? He traveled through time, interspersed with the footprints of history, and witnessed the great era of heroes. However, after the Era of Magic Potions, he completely disappeared … "
"Our Magic Potion Era has already lasted for a thousand years. The Church of Light that serves this being has flourished, but there are no traces of him appearing …"
"Will the Great Emperor, the Monarch Messiah, tell us about the most mysterious God of Wisdom in history, Mercury, and the real mystery of history?"
…
The surroundings discussed with each other, their eyes burning with anticipation.
They had already fallen in love with drinking leisurely in the bar and listening to the stories of ancient times. It was very relaxing, there was no war, and they lived in harmony. It was as if they had become the ancient wizards who pursued the truth, constantly searching for the truth.
"At the end of the story, can you talk about this person?" Someone asked. "The highest mysterious truth of the Sorcerer World, the God of Wisdom, Mercury, and the true secret of the Land of the Gods?"
Xu Zhi only smiled.
What do you want me to say?
According to the crazy imagination of Ermin and Medusa?
Xu Zhi shook his head. What he wanted to talk about was not nonsense, and what he wanted to talk about was the real history, not those made-up stories. Therefore, he naturally skipped this part.
However, in the eyes of the crowd, Xu Zhi's smile turned into a kind of unfathomable, foreshadowing of some kind.
As soon as Xu Zhi finished speaking, the crowd looked at each other in confusion.
"Tomorrow, the 17th chapter of the Babylonian Mythology: Age of the Evil Gods."
…
…
In the next few days, Xu Zhi calmly talked about the Age of the Evil God Cthulhu. This was an era where gods became gods, but it was also the era where the wizards fell. It was nearing the end of Xu Zhi's history.
He spoke in great detail and was very, very serious.
He was a wandering poet who had a sudden impulse to talk about history in the bar, but he also spoke very happily. The audience listened very happily. These Quasi-emperors had lived for hundreds of years, and at this time, they had completely let go of their anxiety and desire to become stronger. They relaxed and were incomparably relaxed and joyful.
This kind of life was very good.
Xu Zhi felt that this was a very interesting part of the journey.
The story continued. Gradually, the audience felt the sorrow of that era, the fall of the people, and even the willingness to sacrifice their lives. Finally, when it came to Ermin, that heroic-like courageous person walked forward with great difficulty, bringing the emotions of the people to the peak.
Countless people shed tears.
"Dead! Sob sob sob! They all died! The King of the Beastmen, Emery! The ancestor of the three witches, Circe! Charlotte, who pursued friendship all her life … "
"History will remember that era. The ancient sorcerers who pursued the truth opened up the underworld for us, the descendants. The sorcerer civilization gathered the dead that had accumulated for thousands of years. Countless lost lives were added to one body, just to make one person a god!"
Some people cried bitterly, as if they had seen the history of humanity a thousand years ago.
Xu Zhi spoke softly, as if he was reminiscing the past. He spoke the final words of this era, bringing it to a close. "In the end, Ermin became a god and defeated the evil god Cthulhu. Medusa obtained the Blood of Eternal Life and took over the body of the evil god Cthulhu, transforming into the Origin Demon God – Medusa!"
Everyone was shocked. This was the true truth of history.
And in the entire city, the experts in the inns, bars, and houses were completely shocked when they heard this. Their expressions changed greatly, and there was an extremely complicated and panicked expression on their faces.
"This is … the true origin of the Origin Demon God!"
"Unbelievable!"
"The Origin Demon God Medusa was originally a human?"
…
Countless people and experts in the entire city of Will were shocked.
However, if he continued to talk about the history of those in power, with Medusa's personality, this Monarch Messiah Emperor might …
Xu Zhi spoke calmly. He intended to finish this part of his journey, to finish what he had started. "Tomorrow, I will talk about the last part of history, which also symbolizes the end of this period of time for me. The first chapter of the Era of Potions: Messiah."
"That is my era."
Everyone looked at this Monarch Messiah Emperor, and their faces instantly trembled.
After endless preparation, an uncontrollable thought completely exploded.
"Monarch Messiah Emperor, who is he!?"
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