On the contrary, the beautiful tour guide next to him was shocked and looked at the young man blankly.
Everyone thinks that the Church of Light is as sacred and inviolable as the legend says. Only she knows how unorthodox it is:
The Book of the Church of Light is actually a strange book full of filthy language!
The Pope of Light hides in the basement all day long. He is a slovenly bastard. He studies the evil giant in a sloppy manner. He also says that Emperor Armin is his wife all day long!
The most exaggerated thing is that the Chief Judge of the Inquisition almost never stayed in the Church of Light. He was hunted everywhere all day long. When he came back once in a blue moon, he still held a short staff and shouted, "Transformed fool!"
Only she, the Holy Lady of Light, is more serious and spends her whole day wiping the butts of these guys who are causing trouble everywhere.
The blond tour guide slowly sighed, "However, it was just a few stupid guys who gathered in a small underground room and discussed all day long, and finally saved our entire wizarding world!"
After everyone traveled and visited several scenic spots, they happily gathered in groups and set off towards the old farm and windmill town. They planned to visit the bars in that town. After all, the ale here is famous far and wide.
It is said to have the mellow flavor of the ancient Babylonian era.
The young man who was talking nonsense just now came to the tour guide silently after the enthusiastic tourist crowd left, "When we all became ancient history, the first generation of the Saint of Light began to work as a tour guide here and began to talk about our past.
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Linda's eyes trembled fiercely.
"You are..." Linda's voice became hoarse, and her eyes became wet unconsciously.
Back then, the low-level wizards of the church who survived to follow her to clean up the mess have left one by one.
Many of them performed various great achievements after the decline of the Wizarding Age, and even established a new human kingdom. They played a decisive role in history and made great achievements.
Then, they left this world surrounded by their descendants.
Linda's qualifications were not strong, she spent countless resources to become a level five wizard, and used the blood of the phoenix to ignite the divine fire, so she is alive today, because the stock of phoenix blood was very abundant at that time, and most people used it.
But after all, two hundred years have passed.
Although she still looks young and beautiful, her lifespan is less than three years, and the wizard's mental power has also completely aged. She is only at the level of a second-level wizard, and her days are completely numbered.
But she is still waiting.
Just because of the page left behind at that time: Wait for me to come back.
Two hundred years...
She still has not forgotten the scene of the bloody rain and the huge and magnificent gate to the underworld standing in the sky. That book once said that it would record everything, but in the end, he turned around and covered an entire era.
More likely, she has gradually forgotten the promise she made back then.
Even though I knew it would not come true, I still kept waiting because I no longer knew what to do. Everyone else had left the world, but she was the only one who was still alive.
"It's me." The young man's eyes were complicated, "Two hundred years ago, I'm back."
Linda's face gradually became complicated, and she looked at him quietly, choked with sobs that she could not speak.
"In exchange for losing the body of the evil god, Medusa has helped me take over a human body. This is a surprise gift for me." He looked at the girl in front of him, walked forward, and knelt down gently before her.
A kiss on the back of the hand.
"Do you still want to take screenshots?" Linda suddenly asked.
He suddenly became completely stunned.
"It's really you!"
Linda smiled softly and couldn't help but hug the young man in her arms, "I just want to see if it's me. Every time you encounter something happy, you just say a screenshot, a screenshot."
Linda's voice suddenly became hoarse and trembled slightly, "They don't believe it! They don't believe in our era! I feel at a loss. I feel like I have become the last person in the world. If you leave, others will
People are gone, and not long after, I will die and become the last dust of history, and no one will remember anything about us."
"All the familiarity is leaving us."
Xiao Naoru looked at the familiar statues and monuments.
Those familiar names, biographies, voices, and appearances flashed through their minds one by one. They were crying, hesitating, and breaking down before they died, but they still jumped into the altar without hesitation.
I have become a hero in an ancient myth. Is that great? Are you proud?
maybe.
But more importantly, it is complicated.
And feel the greatness and cruelty of time.
The countless heroes and heroes of that era and their heroic and tragic lives without regard for their own lives will all be buried in the past.
In two hundred years, wizards have long since gone extinct, and for a human lifespan of thirty to forty years, five generations have passed through the rise and fall of people. This long time is enough to wash away all history.
The wizards who pursue the truth are buried in the gears of history and are about to be crushed to pieces!
Behind him, the aristocratic young man just now suddenly came with two knight guards. He gently bent down and performed a knight's salute, "You two, can I buy you a drink? I am very interested in your identity.
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Hundreds of years have passed, Linda has degenerated into a weak second-level wizard, and Little Brain has even become an ordinary person, and has not even noticed that there are several young people hiding secretly in the bushes and bushes nearby.
"Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar? I'm telling you! We are characters living in ancient mythology and history..." The young man laughed and said to Linda next to him, "Let's go."
Linda waved her hand, her mental power blocked, and a soft breeze flashed past.
The two of them slowly disappeared without a trace.
"It's a wizard!! The legendary wizard!! The first saint! The legendary book of light in the hands of the first pope of light!"
The noble young man stayed where he was, trembling all over.
Ha ha ha ha!!
He began to chuckle, gradually turning from low to loud, and finally turned into a loud laugh, resounding throughout the dilapidated ancient ruins of the mountain forest, "I found it! I finally found it! That ancient era, existed in the legendary history.
The mythical wizard actually exists! We mortals can also possess earth-shattering power..."
The common people don't understand, but they are the only ones who still believe in the horrific traces left by the wizards.
Everyone thought that the expensive metals used to make weapons were made from the hard bones of giant beasts using special techniques, and were produced in the "Central Underground Forging Furnace". The metal forging technology was the top secret of the entire country.
But at the age of eight, when Albert was still a child, dressed in gorgeous aristocratic palace clothes, he saw with his own eyes the unforgettable truth of the world, which was a row of neatly arranged black metal bricks.
Neatly arranged, rows of fangs, waiting to eat food and grow up, a scary and weird scene.
At that moment, he listened to the words of the most powerful and majestic His Majesty in the world, "My children, metal is the creation of ancient alchemist wizards. This is the truth of the world!"
Becoming a wizard of ancient civilization has long been Albert's dream.
A confidant next to him slowly stepped forward, "His Royal Highness, Third Prince Albert, do you want to inform Earl Mitchell of this territory and then report it to His Majesty?"
"No need." Albert was silent for a moment, picked up the red handkerchief he brought with him and wiped his eyes. His voice was slow and calm: "Notify the members of the Gwent Club and let them all find a way to come over... This is for us senior officials
The illegitimate son of a nobleman is the greatest hope for rise."
