Magical Civilization and the War of the Gods

"I will definitely live up to any intelligent being who waves this flag..."

Bailong murmured softly, and the words suddenly appeared in his memory.

In the memory, there should be a name, but I can't remember what the name is.

"Lord Bailong?" Yimiha shouted worriedly.

Because Bailong seemed to be saying something strange, with a sense of unclear meaning.

"Oh...it's nothing." Bailong said after coming back to his senses.

"Is it really okay?" Immiha was still a little worried.

"Yeah." Bai Long nodded slightly.

But right now!

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"Little guy, what did you just say?"

A childish girl's voice suddenly sounded, and even the great wizard Bai Long didn't notice the source of the sound at all.

"Huh? What a cute little sister, but why do you call us little guys instead?"

Immiha turned his head and looked behind them curiously, not feeling anything at all.

On the contrary, Bailong was extremely nervous at the moment, his hair stood on end and his blood pressure soared!

Because whoever comes...

"Imiha, stay back." Bailong turned around and blocked him behind him with one hand.

"What's wrong? Lord Bailong?" Although Immiha didn't know what was going on, he could hear Bailong's solemn tone, and he could understand even when he turned around and looked at his face.

"She is the Demon Goddess." Bailong said solemnly.

"What!?" Immiha was shocked.

This is the imperial capital of the Blood God.

From the information I briefly learned during this period, the current relationship between the Witch Clan and the Vampire Clan is not bad, but it is definitely not good either.

The witch god who suddenly appeared here is not sure to be safe.

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"It's so rude. Even if I am a god, I would be so defensive against a young witch like me when I didn't show any threat." The little witch said with slight dissatisfaction.

"Sorry, nobles cannot be viewed with normal eyes. Appearance is not a way to judge your age and strength." Bailong maintained basic vigilance.

At this time, they also had the opportunity to briefly examine the little witch in front of them.

He is indeed very young, looking like he is only seven or eight years old.

The light blue straight hair is simply spread to the length of the calf, and there is a surrounding braid of hair on the top of the head. On the fair and lovely face, the beautiful big dark blue eyes seemed to be glowing in the night.

You can feel from it the depth of maturity that is obviously not that of a child.

The clothes she wore were ordinary cold-colored dresses, but she did not fly in the air like ordinary witches. Instead, she stood on the ground very honestly. This was why Imiha didn't notice the abnormality at all at first, thinking that she was just an ordinary little girl. Girl reasons.

"Okay, I admit that my purpose of coming here is not pure, but I won't silence myself just because I'm discovered." The little witch said.

Bailong's vigilance was slightly relaxed, but because it was the first time for him to face a "god", Imiha completely hid behind Bailong and did not dare to show his face.

"As for the question just now, why did you say that suddenly?" the little witch asked again.

"It's just a casual sigh. Is there any problem? Or who said enough?" Bailong's expression changed slightly.

In my memory, that sentence has a subject, and it should be followed by a name.

"I don't know who said it, but the way he expressed it is a bit like a guy I know." The little witch said.

Then she also looked at Bai Long, her dark blue eyes exuding a faint magical halo, as if she wanted to see through something.

Bailong was also a little wary and cleared his mind.

Because some witches can read minds, not to mention that the one in front of me is a witch.

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"White hair, light golden eyes, a rare combination of human races, and the face is completely unfamiliar."

"Bloodline breath..."

"It is indeed an ordinary human race, but it has the strength of a great magician, which is quite good."

The little witch completely saw through his disguise, and even his bloodline and strength, he was completely aware of it.

"Praise more." Bailong responded in a normal way.

"None of you are from the Empire, right? Otherwise, there won't be many people who come here to see the ruins at this time." The little witch said while looking at the more eye-catching small building in the ruins, and seemed to be looking at which flag.

"Why do you say that?" Bai Long wondered.

"A prosperous imperial capital does not need a barren past. In fact, it has not been completely bulldozed and rebuilt. It is still preserved, which is surprising enough." The little witch explained.

"Really?" Bai Long.

Through a simple understanding of the past and present of the Ersha Empire.

This ruins that indeed represent the past are not what the current Ersha Empire needs, and the younger generation who grew up in the imperial capital can only take a curious look at it when passing by.

I'm afraid that this ruins still has some reserved meaning, and only serves as a contrast to the prosperity of the imperial capital, demonstrating the strong development power from scratch.

……

"So what do you want to see when you come here?" the little witch asked, looking into Bai Long's eyes.

Bailong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the minds of these demons and gods were really sharp enough.

"It's just a simple trip. Besides, what can a great magician like me do with a magic apprentice?" Bailong asked.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. Since you're here to come, you should take a good look at this." The little witch suddenly led the way.

After Bailong thought briefly, he followed with a somewhat frightened Yimiha.

They entered the ruins and came to the dilapidated small building, where there was an inconspicuous stone monument. It looks like a tombstone, but nothing is buried there, and there is only a text description on it.

Avisu language.

"What's written on it?" Imiha didn't know how to read.

The little witch gave a magic spell at random, and before Imiha had time to hide, the meaning of the text suddenly appeared in his mind.

These words mean:

……

Born in the Krimei Empire;

Go to school in the Kingdom of Weinuo;

Married in Fincan Jundom;

Struggle in the Kingdom of Sibai;

In his later years, he was in the Lanwu Kingdom;

From beginning to end, he never left his hometown of Wauchakam, a small city ravaged by war.

now.

I will be buried here.

——Wafer Friedman.

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"Do these words mean..." Immiha was very surprised.

"This old man has lived in this city all his life, but due to the war, he changed his identity to different countries. This is his final destination." said the little witch.

"My whole life is a war, only the last peaceful time." Immiha felt incredible.

"There is nothing surprising. The core of magic element power was invented by the goblins more than 400 years ago and created a controllable magic puppet, which they called 'Dalita' and was generally called 'Knight Mecha' by the humans. weapons of war."

"Because of this kind of war weapon that allows magicians to use alchemy and mechanics to mass-produce it, wars, large and small, have never stopped in various parts of the world since more than 400 years ago."

"I can only say that this old man's luck is a little bit worse."

The little witch explained, but only she knew whether to explain to Imiha or to Bailong.

"Ok."

Immiha felt that he was completely a bystander and didn't know much about the situation, so it was difficult to make any comments.

At this time, Bailong still didn't speak, and seemed to be thinking about something.

in a while.

"Why didn't you leave the name of the country in the end?" Bailong asked.

"What to leave behind? The Principality of Ersha that brought him hope, or the Kingdom of Ersha and the Ersha Empire in the future?" the little witch asked in return.

"It seems that his descendants don't like the current country very much." Bai Long also quickly understood.

"It's not appropriate to say I don't like it very much. This old man's grandson was the core executor of the infamous 'Empire Purge' in the Ersha Empire more than ten years ago. On the eve of the completion of the final purge, he also disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. "The little witch continued.

"Imperial purge? I seem to have heard about it. It is said that I don't know how many honorary nobles, chambers of commerce, generals, etc. were involved in being tried and executed. There were also many other high-level officials involved. It is conservatively estimated to be in the tens of thousands." Yimiha also said I pay close attention to these things.

"Why are you telling us this?" Bai Long asked.

"Nothing, I just saw that you are here. As a witch who collects and disseminates knowledge, I simply want to let you know." The little witch answered casually.

"Thank you." Bai Long.

"You're welcome." The little witch said.

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At this time, the little witch took out a metal box, turned on the screen and looked at the time.

"It's almost time, I have to leave." The little witch prepared to leave.

"Can I ask what your name is?" Bailong asked.

Next to him, Imiha's heart skipped a beat. Is it possible to ask a god like this without using any words of honor?

"Sylvia Hay Marita."

The little witch said her name casually, and her figure slowly disappeared into the dim magic light, which made people feel the terrifying space magic.

"Marita..." Bailong thought repeatedly.

In his common sense memory, the witches' surnames were derived from the ancient demon tree they were related to, but he did not remember the surname "Marita" from the ancient demon tree.

As for the "sea" in the middle, it represents the attribute name of the witch clan. It does not mean that they must be good at a certain attribute, but it is a simple name identifier, or a distinction to avoid duplication of names.

"Is she gone?" Immiha asked still a little scared.

"Not sure, her space magic is very strong. Only she can sense us through space, and I can't sense her." Bai Long shook his head.

"Okay, as expected, these gods are very powerful." Imiha.

gods.

For ordinary people, it is an absolutely supreme existence.

Even ordinary low-level gods (ninth level) are out of reach and can only look up.

If it is intermediate level, high level, or even super level.

So ordinary people are really no different from ants.

"Let's go too." Bai Long.

"Yeah." Immiha.

There was no reason to stay any longer, so they left here quickly.

……

At this time, it was on top of a hundred-story high-rise building.

The little witch Sylvia silently looked at the ruins and watched the two people leave.

"Sure enough, it's still a little strange, and you know that when I read minds, you should clear your mind immediately. It's better to secretly leave a mark magic on this guy. I hope the magic taught by my stupid sister-in-law will be useful."

Out of vigilance, the little witch Sylvia secretly left a magic mark.

Then, it disappeared from the tall building.

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PS: The book signing should be completed tomorrow.

At the same time, I would like to mention that the preface has been optimized. Readers of the previous work who want to check in again can select a paragraph in Chapter 1 to check in.