Originally, there were very few men who could fuse the blood of the evil eye. The only wizard was killed not long after he appeared. Finally, the fear of being dominated by witches broke out!
"Run away! This is no longer the Babylonian tribe of yesteryear, it is hell!"
"Times have changed. The male-dominated era of the hero King Gilgamesh has passed. Now is the dark age of terrifying witches!"
They wanted to escape from the tribe frantically. They would rather linger and survive alone under the control of the beast species than stay in such a terrifying tribe and live in the shadow of being dominated by the strange power of the witch.
"Cersei, unforgivable!"
Medea and Cassandra were looking at each other in the tribe, their anger burning. They appeased the warriors in the tribe, had a big fight with Circe, and even took action directly in anger.
They were completely intolerable.
Over the years, four new witches have appeared, and there is no longer a shortage of combat power to protect the tribe, so they decided to suppress Circe. However, after the war, they were horrified to find that Circe has been secretly much stronger than them over the years.
.
It took two people working together to suppress her.
It seems that compared to the two kind witches who usually suppress themselves, the evil witch Circe indulges her spirit and desires wantonly, which makes her mental power stronger.
At this moment.
It is already the 16th year of Babylon.
The three witches, the three great patron saints of Babylon, and the three sisters were taking a bath and chatting happily. In fact, there was an undercurrent. After five years, Circe had reached an unfathomable level. The two of them worked together to
I'm afraid I can only barely compete with it.
"How about it? Sisters, do you really not want to try it?"
Circe's white arms were still gently teasing the water, and looked at the two of them gently, "Rather than suppressing or indulging one's desires is a better way to cultivate and grow as a witch."
Medea soaked in the spring water, smiling and trying to persuade her with words: "No, Circe, I don't think this method is right. If we join you, what will the tribe become?"
Circe's beautiful and charming face showed serious thinking, and she immediately planned a bright blueprint for the future, "We will rule the entire Babylonian tribe again, and women will be responsible for defending the tribe, and then let men be responsible for reproduction, giving birth to offspring, and shouldering the responsibilities of women.
, we witches will regularly enjoy a few brave men every month. Although they can only be one-time and cannot bear the joy of our great power, we will let them die in the wonderful taste of joy without feeling pain.
"
"This is tyranny."
Medea said softly: "Like the Sumerians who were cruel and tried to rebel against the gods, they were barbaric rather than civilized. This is not what an intelligent species should do... You know the great heroic king Gilgames back then?
What, does it have a role to order people to record history?”
"What is the role of history?" Circe asked with a smile.
"The role of history is to record the courage and hardships of our predecessors in resisting nature, and also to allow us to embark on the right path in the history of our predecessors... Your choice is barbarism rather than civilization. You are leading us to the Soviet Union.
The old road of extinction of the Mel people.”
Medea said: "Aren't you afraid that we will have a second great flood again?"
"I..."
A flash of fear flashed across Circe's face.
The stronger she gets, the more terrified she feels.
Now, she can only easily kill the giant Ala beast in an instant. Compared to the extremely powerful King of Heroes in the records, it is hundreds of times more powerful than her. Even the great existence that can challenge the giant beast of Finbar will be destroyed.
...
Circe breathed quickly, then paused slightly and laughed suddenly.
She was smiling happily in the pool, her beautiful white body was breathtakingly beautiful,
"Pfft! Sister, please don't lie to me. I am not trying to provoke the Lord of Creation, and I will not destroy other species and ecology. Even if tyranny is an internal struggle among us humans, you should ignore me, right?"
Circe immediately smiled proudly, "Your spiritual progress over the years has been too slow, not even one-third of mine. My cultivation method is the fastest, most unrestrained and happiest.
Who cares about a man’s life or death?”
Medea immediately retorted, eloquently, "Your cultivation method is too evil and is a wrong path. We must find out the correct spiritual cultivation method for witches."
Circe paused for a moment, then her face gradually turned cold, "Since I can't convince you, I can only forcefully force you to practice."
Her face gradually became complicated, "I have never thought about killing you two. In the long years, we have only been the three sisters who have been with me. You will soon understand that my sister's choice is right, and it is for you."
OK, as long as you try it once, you will fall in love with it and understand my painstaking efforts."
boom!
Circe's face gradually turned cold, an extremely cold and sinister spiritual aura spread from her body, and the surrounding water ripples rolled away layer by layer, "Let me come and force you to accept men!!!"
"You are so strong!"
Medea and Cassandra's expressions changed.
"Do it!"
At this time, four new beautiful witches appeared next to the pool.
They were dressed in exquisite animal skins, holding black wooden crutches, and wearing wreaths of flowers. It was obvious that Medea had already prepared and planned to combine the power of all existing witches to defeat the evil that had become incredibly powerful because of its path to evil.
The witch Circe...it is impossible to let her go anymore.
Bang!
"What if you work together -"
Circe's violent spirit and will suddenly surged.
In the snow-white water of the pool, under the terrifying mental impact, circles of violent and vast ripples continued to spread and stir. Several fish were shocked and floated on the water, with white fish bellies.
"This is the power of witches?"
At this time, a sudden gentle voice came.
It was a strange creature that had never been seen before, a strange and mysterious crow with black feathers and three eyes. It was unknown when it was standing quietly on the lush trees, watching everything they did.
"who!"
The witches' minds were in turmoil.
This place is surrounded by the spiritual aura of witches. Medea and Cassandra pay the most attention to their chastity. No stupid and lustful tribal men can secretly come here to spy on the three of them bathing and forcefully approach them.
It must be a splitting headache.
But now...
"Let's work together to kill it first, and then we'll settle the grievances."
boom!
For a moment, all the witches present, including Circe, started to attack at the same time, gathering strong mental shocks, intending to work together to kill this unstable existence.
They were too decisive and planned to destroy the unknown first.
This concentrated spiritual power is so violent, evil and weird that even the most terrifying giant beast will die instantly. But at this time, it seems to have fallen into the quagmire, and there is no sound on the three-eyed black crow.
"How can it be!?"
For a moment, all the witches stared hoarsely at the black three-eyed crow standing on the lush tree, and a terrifying thought echoed in their hearts, "What kind of power is this..."
