The city of Weir was buzzing with people, turning it into the liveliest city among the nearby cities.
Xu Zhi continued to speak in the bar, talking about the history that followed. He had already talked about the twilight years of the Great Alchemist, his legendary escape, and finally his second life and comeback.
"You're still a boy when you come back!"
In the bar, many people had the actual picture appear in their minds, which shocked their hearts.
"The majestic alchemist emperor, his true body is actually a slime, is that awesome!?"
"Yes, to reach the world's strongest in the body of the weakest first-order monster is his promise to the seven little witches, the promise of a grown man! He worked hard with this, and finally realized his unreachable dream."
"It is difficult to trace back the difficulties and setbacks he has experienced in his long history."
"The Great Alchemist has the most long-term love. He does not want to become a god, but just waits for their return in the world of mortals."
Next, another day passed, and the old age and death of the Great Alchemist were discussed.
In the year 804 of the Kingdom of Babylon, it was the fall of an era, the most tragic year. Strong men of various wizarding schools, whether friends or foes, silently toasted. Even Medusa, the great monarch, was filled with emotion.
There were countless conspirators and power grabbers in the kingdom at that time, but during the hundred-day festival, no one harassed or took action. They quietly waited for the Alchemist Emperor to enter the tomb, and even Medusa did not choose to take action.
They were respecting this great emperor and did not interfere with his burial in the tomb.
The weight of history came over me.
Someone choked, "804, the year of the Kingdom of Babylon, was a legendary year! They respected this unprecedented wizard emperor. His greatness and virtuousness completely laid the foundation for the glory of the entire world!"
"The thing that impressed me the most was that sentence: The wizard represents the exploration of truth and the pursuit of knowledge. He gives me endless knowledge and I can move the whole world!"
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They have been waiting for this piece of history for a long time, even risking their lives.
These quasi-emperors are looking forward to the truth of history, tracing back to the distant ancient times, and eager to know about the thousand-year empire that once stood on this land. They are like readers who are struggling to catch up. Their endless expectations turn into sweetness at this moment.
Good wine, hearty!!
I wish I could drink it all in one gulp!
Cool!
It’s so cool!
Knowing the historical truth, what if he was killed?
Even for a moment, this very irrational idea came into their minds. The text of history has a fatal temptation for many people.
But then, they frowned slightly again, and some couldn't help but say:
"When the Great Alchemist died, the God of Wisdom reappeared in history... to see the Great Alchemist off."
"Yeah, throughout history, it's amazing, it's so mysterious."
"How ancient is the God of Wisdom, Hermes? He traveled through time, interspersed the footsteps of history, and witnessed the great era of heroes. However, he has completely disappeared since the age of potions.
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"Our era of potions has lasted for thousands of years, and there is no trace of its emergence..."
"Will the Messiah the Great Emperor later tell the true historical mystery of Mercury, the most mysterious god of wisdom in history?"
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There were discussions among the people around them, their eyes were burning, and another expectation arose.
They have fallen in love with the time spent in the bar, drinking leisurely and listening to the stories of the ancient times. It is very leisurely, there is no war, and they live in harmony, as if they have become the ancient wizards pursuing the truth, constantly searching for the truth.
"At the end of your sermon, can you tell me something?" someone said, "Mercury, the God of Wisdom, the real secret of the Land of the Gods?"
Xu Zhi just smiled.
What do you want me to say?
According to Armin and Medusa’s crazy imagination?
Xu Zhi shook his head. The play was not nonsense, and the adaptation was not random fabrication. What he wanted to tell was real history, not random fabrications, so he naturally skipped this aspect.
But Xu Zhi's smile, in the eyes of everyone, turned into an unpredictable one, as if it was some kind of foreshadowing.
Xu Zhi finished his words, leaving only the crowd staring at each other.
"Tomorrow, Babylonian Mythology Chapter 17: The Age of Evil Gods."
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In the next few days, Xu Zhi calmly explained that the era of the Cthulhu Evil God was an era of becoming a god and an era of the fall of wizards. It was nearing the end of Xu Zhi's explanation of history.
He spoke very carefully and very seriously.
I am a troubadour out of interest, and I talked about history in the bar here on a whim, but I also talked very happily, and the audience listened very happily. These quasi-emperors have lived for hundreds of years, and they have completely let go of their anxiety at this time.
The heart that longs to become stronger relaxes and feels extremely relaxed and happy.
It's a good day like this.
Xu Zhi thought this was a very interesting journey.
The story continued to be told. Gradually, people felt the tragedy of that era in the story, fell into decline, and even died together, voluntarily giving their lives. In the end, at the time of Armin, the heroic
Brave men, move forward hard and let your emotions reach their peak.
Countless people shed tears.
"Dead! Woohoo! All dead! Emery, the King of Orcs! Circe, the ancestor of the three witches! Charlotte, who has pursued friendship all her life..."
"History will remember that era. The ancient wizards who pursued the truth opened up the underworld for us descendants. The wizard civilization added the accumulated dead and countless lost lives over the past thousands of years, just to make one person become a god!"
Some people cried bitterly, as if they were witnessing a thousand-year history of human praise.
Xu Zhi spoke lightly, as if he was also reminiscing, and wrote the last words of this era, ending it, "In the end, Ermin became a god and defeated the evil god Cthulhu. Medusa obtained the blood of eternal life and occupied Cthulhu.
The body of Lu Evil God transformed into the Origin Demon God—Medusa!"
The people around looked horrified, this is the real truth of history.
And the strong men in every inn, bar, and house in the entire city, when they heard this, their expressions became completely horrified, and their expressions changed drastically, with extremely complicated and panicky expressions.
"This is...the true origin of the Origin Demon God!"
Countless people in the entire Weir City, including powerful men, were all shaken.
However, if we continue to talk about the history of those in power, given the character of Medusa, this Messianic monarch and emperor might...
Xu Zhi spoke calmly, intending to complete this journey with a beginning and an end, "Tomorrow, I will talk about the last part of history, which also symbolizes the end of this period of time that I am going to finish. The first chapter of the potion era: Messiah."
"That was my time."
Everyone looked at the Messiah Emperor, and their faces suddenly trembled.
After endless fermentation, an uncontrollable idea burst out:
