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Chapter 36

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"Your Highnesses …" Beside them, a witch in a black and blue sorcerer robe trembled and shed tears. "How could you die so soon? I still want to serve you for another hundred years …"

Midea smiled softly and looked at the young girl beside her. "Lilith, as the next crown prince of the kingdom, you shouldn't cry. It's human nature to grow old and die."

Wearing a mysterious black sorcerer robe with azure blue stripes, Midea stood in front of the huge statue of the God of Wisdom.

"Great God of Wisdom, we failed to live up to your expectations. We stupid mortals didn't make the final step to understand the mysterious alchemy of life and pry open the door of sacred truth …"

"Triple Great Hermes, we have failed."

Beside her, Kassandra's gentle face also flashed with a faint sad smile.

She raised her head slightly, and the gentle sunlight shone on her beautiful face as she looked at the sky. "The end is near. The three witches whom you imparted your knowledge to in the past have all walked their own paths after so many years. Circe, she should also be declining, right? It's a pity that we can't meet again. "

"Report!"

At this time, a palace guard came from afar and handed a piece of animal skin cloth.

Midea's expression changed slightly. She took the animal skin cloth and glanced at it. Then, she showed a disappointed smile. "The three of us fought for our whole lives. Circe finally couldn't forget us and wrote to us."

"Circe …"

Kassandra also had a complicated expression. Looking at the words on the animal skin cloth, she seemed to see the voice and smile of another woman who had been with her for hundreds of years.

"Are you also going to die?"



Outside the Wisdom God Temple on the flat stone square of the Babylonian royal palace.

"The three immortal great kings! Are also going to die!! "

Countless people surrounded the palace, howling and groveling. They couldn't help but sigh and cry.

On this day, the whole country was wailing.

The people of Babylon all knew that the two Babylonian Guardian Goddesses were going to die. Families began to hang up white silk and sing Babylonian lament and folk songs.

On the street, there were groups of children singing nursery rhymes.

The ballad described the life stories of the three great Witches … Perhaps in their lifetime, their combat power had not reached the level of Gilgamesh, but in the hearts of the people, their greatness and achievements had long been comparable to that of the Gods.

This was a Heavenly God belonging to the human race!

The War Witch Demetrius was in charge of war and glory in the Lawless Lands.

Kassandra, the Witch of Spring, was in charge of mysticism, medicine, and herding.

There was also the traitorous Cursed Witch Circe, who was in charge of chaos and curses.

No matter how many sins she committed, no one could erase the great achievements that Circe had once left behind. Unfortunately, even though she was silently waiting for her death in some unknown corner, the witch Circe stubbornly refused to return to her homeland to see her two best friends. She only sent a letter.

"Even if Witch Circe returns and sits on the throne of the Babylonian royal palace alongside the other two witches … no one in the Babylonian Kingdom will make a move against her. Her honor is worthy of anything!"

Countless people were silent, their hearts filled with emotions.

Witch Circe was also a great pioneer, a great pioneer of civilization. Before her death, even though many people in the Babylonian Kingdom resented her, in the end, it was difficult for them to be completely hostile towards her.

Her merits were greater than her faults.

The three witches had risen from the age of ignorance.

It was the three witches who stood up, bathed in blood, from the deaths of countless women in the tribe. The three of them worked together to protect the weak and small tribe in the past.

It was also the three witches who stood up when the tribe was developing. In the most dangerous moment, the three of them risked their lives to fight the Giant Babylonian Beast. In the midst of life and death, they gained enlightenment and created witchcraft with an invincible stance. The War Hammer killed the Giant Babylonian Beast and walked into a new realm.

It was the three witches who opened up the division of the witches' realms and researched the embryonic forms of meditation, witchcraft, and alchemy. They passed down books such as Basic Meditation for Witches and Gate of Truth for Witches to benefit the people and open up the beginning of civilization.

It was still the three witches who led the Babylonian Tribe to battle the Botuqinger Giant Forest, cleaning up the powerful giant beasts and giving them a comfortable living environment. They were able to build a country on this plain.

In the lives of the three Babylonian Guardian Gods, there were simply too many glorious achievements and achievements that were innumerable.

The three of them opened up the entire Wizard Era and led the human race to rise from insignificance. They fought with nature for life, with giant beasts for survival, and with their own lifespan.

There were even people who constantly compared the three witches of the Babylonian Era with the Sumer Hero King, Gilgamesh. They still believed that they were not inferior to the former Hero King.

However, the three witches were also heading towards the decline of their lives.

"You don't have to cry for us."

"Birth, old age, sickness, and death are unavoidable for people, and we can't avoid it either. After the two of us leave, you will have to rely on your own efforts to move forward in Babylon without us guarding it."

Suddenly, the two witches laughed and looked at each other.

They suddenly raised their heads, stood on the flat stone square, and worshipped the magnificent statue of Hermes. Clear tears slowly fell from their beautiful faces as they looked at the boundless blue sky.

"If I can see the great God of Wisdom one more time before I die, I will die without regrets."

"The two of us have failed to live up to the great God's expectations. We are stupid, and we have come to apologize for our foolishness in understanding the alchemy of life."

"God, would you like to see us again? We are not here to kill a god before we die."



Xu Zhi sat on a chair at the door, silently eating from his lunchbox.

"You all have already done well enough. Your aptitudes are outstanding, all exceptional geniuses with the ability to rule the world. With your own strength, you established the cultivation path of civilization. You aren't slow-witted." He released a sigh.

Eating the carrots in the lunchbox, he found it difficult to swallow the delicious food that the girl usually cooked with love.

"If it were not for you, I would not be able to cultivate now. Compared to you, I am the real stupid one … Before you die, you should not leave with regret and self-blame. You should not think that you are stupid and cannot understand the wisdom of God."

Humans were not plants and could not be emotionless.

Back then, Gilgamesh, who was on the verge of death, and today's three witches, great heroes and charismatic kings, all inevitably reached the end of their lives and disappeared in the dust of history.

Even though they had all been glorious in the past, and had left a strong mark in the ancient history of the struggle between humans and nature, death was unavoidable, and Xu Zhi himself was also seriously troubled by the decline of his life.

Even though it was the second time, Xu Zhi still felt a little emotional.

But the two witches in front of him hoped that Xu Zhi would appear again and meet them one last time, which was somewhat unrealistic.

Because he was not the Giant of Wisdom and could directly enter the sand table.

The appearance of Mercury, the God of Wisdom, required him to close the game sand table and re-enter the game to evolve into a spore creature. It would take at least half a day for him to become a new strange species and enter the world of the big sand table.

"Since I can't meet you before you die …"

Xu Zhi sighed and silently put down the lunchbox.

In the end, he wanted to do something for them.

"AI, temporarily slow down the flow of time for them and restore it to one: one."

He stood up, picked up the sprinkler beside him, and dripped red rose essential oil into it. The liquid in the sprinkler turned a light red.

He picked up the sprinkler and sprayed it into the distance.

"I say, when the three witches die, the sky will rain a majestic blood, and the fragrance will spread for thousands of miles! Heaven and earth will weep!! "

Boom!!

A loud voice pierced through the sky.

The voice of God, vast and magnificent, cut through the snow-white sky, fell into the endless mountains, fell into the vast fields, fell into the whole sand table world, and echoed in the Babylon Palace.

"This is!?"

"A miracle!!"

"It's the voice of the great God of Wisdom, Mercury!"

Tears welled up in Medea's old face as she listened to the voice that resounded through the mountains and rivers.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle …

Suddenly, fragrant scarlet rain fell from the sky, splashing over every corner of the earth, emitting a light fragrance, as if the whole world was immersed in a sea of flowers.

"What a fragrant rain."

Medea and Kassandra looked at each other.

The rain fell on their soft faces, revealing gentle and happy smiles. "So beautiful, so beautiful. The God of Wisdom used his divine power to create everything for us …"

In the yard, Xu Zhi broke another fresh flower by the side of the yard.

He picked up a knife and carved their names on the branch of the flower.

His strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, even reaching the muscle limit of a weightlifter. After becoming a wizard, his control of mental power was strong, and he could easily carve on the branch of the flower.

He shook his hand lightly.

Whoosh!

The pink flower, like a sharp sword, crossed a distance of dozens of meters and shot straight into the miniature flat stone square of the palace in the distance.

"I say, when the three witches were dying, the sky fell a flower stele, 100 meters high! Heaven and earth mourn for them!! "

Boom!

A loud and vast voice descended from the white clouds again.

Then, a huge and terrifying flower, 100 meters high, even comparable to the magnificent Babylon Royal Palace, fell from the end of the endless white clouds and plunged straight into the square, shaking the whole land.

"What a terrifyingly huge flower."

Countless new witches looked up, shocked, and sighed at the beauty of this huge flower. On the branch of the flower, the names of the two legendary witches were carved.

Medea and Kassandra, they were also girls who loved beauty. The fragrant blood rain and the huge flower stele were sending them off. The two miracles were extremely romantic. "God of Wisdom, we are willing to serve you for the rest of our lives, but the two of us are on the way to decline …"

Xu Zhi sighed softly. He was silent in his heart as if he was sending off an old friend, sending him off.

"I can't save the two of you from death. The only one who can save you is yourselves. This is the only thing I can do now, just like when Gilgamesh was dying, I fulfilled his wish and answered his three questions."

He took out his phone, turned on the player on the phone, and turned on Beethoven's Symphony of Fate, which resounded throughout the sand table. "I can only try my best to let you die without regrets."

"I say, when the three witches are dying, play the music of God, the mourning song for thousands of miles! Heaven and earth mourn for them!! "

The sky was shaking.

The clouds began to vibrate and spread, and the white clouds spread out like ripples.

Boom!!

The melodious sound, accompanied by the bright sunshine, resounded throughout the vast world.

"This is the sound of nature!"

"Such beautiful music, like the river of heaven flowing down!"

As a famous song on Earth, Beethoven's Symphony of Fate was extremely shocking.

The glorious and magnificent elegy descended from the sky like a mighty river. It was as if the countless people in the Babylonian Kingdom on the ground had heard the divine music of a struggle against fate, which ended with the complete victory of the Light.

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