40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Theresa, I don't understand what you mean, don't all the magicians on the Emerald Continent use magic like that?" Princess Axia pouted.

"That's just the worship of cargo ships." Teresa downplayed, but said categorically.

"Ship and cargo worship, what is that?" Princess Axia heard this weird term for the first time.

It was as if she had met Teresa for the first time, this weird beautiful girl.

"The worship of ship cargo is also called the worship of cargo breeding, how can I explain it to you..."

Teresa thought for a while, and said, "For example, in the middle of the vast ocean, there is an isolated island. On the island, there are many natives who are hairy and drink blood. They are savages-you know savages?"

"of course."

The Eagle Nation is not far from the Great Northern Land. Naturally, Teresa has seen those barbarian warriors who are shirtless in the freezing cold wind, dressed in animal skins, and carrying great axes accompanied by the blizzard.

"Indigenous people originally lived a primitive life of hunting and gathering. Although there are no natural enemies on the islands, they are short of materials, lack of medicines and medicines, and even have no habit of farming and captivity. Their lives are extremely difficult and difficult, and they are also suffering day after day. In the middle of the world, illusory worship has been formed, and even has its own primitive religion, and has completely entrusted the impermanent destiny to the so-called gods."

Teresa said, "Suddenly, the powerful nations on both sides of the vast ocean fought against each other. All kinds of the most advanced... Magic crystal warships cut through the waves, and the magic airships also galloped between the sea and the sky. This isolated island was at war. The two sides discovered that it suddenly became a strategically important place for military strategists, a natural fortress and a good harbor.

"So an army from a magical power landed on the island.

"In front of the magical army armed to the teeth, the natives who are raging and drinking blood naturally have no power to fight back, and have never even thought of resisting-in the face of the various splendid magic released by the army, the natives completely regarded them as legendary gods. Cheered for their arrival, worshipped and prayed.

"Although the magic army is powerful, after all, the water and soil are not satisfied. If it is not necessary, they are unwilling to provoke the local natives. The two sides are living together on the isolated island under a kind of weird tacit understanding.

"The magic army will naturally transform the island and turn the original island into a real military fortress.

"The soldiers have to practice, and use magic crystals to get in touch with the rear.

"There are vast oceans all around, and all the materials they need are transported by magic crystal warships, and even magic airships for airdrops.

"So, during the war that lasted for several years, the indigenous people on the isolated island saw magical army drills from time to time, and sometimes even took a mysterious crystal ball. I don’t know what to do, there will be magic airships airdrops soon. A large number of materials, those fragrant cans, and even fresh food preserved by magic, are all delicacies that the aborigines have never tasted.

"Naturally, during the war, the hostile countries tried their best to seize the island. Their army launched a large-scale attack on the island. Their magic airship dropped dazzling fireballs, like thousands of small suns rising over the island. The roar of the magic cannon, the extremely devastating shock wave, is even better than the stormy sea.

"However, the war will eventually come to an end. It doesn't matter who wins or loses among the magical powers on both sides of the ocean. In short, the smoke and corpses are submerged into the endless seabed, and peace comes again. This isolated island has lost its military value. Magic The army evacuated here, leaving only the fragments of the magic crystal warship, magic airship and crystal ball.

"The aboriginals seem to have regained their former hardships and hardships, but a peaceful and peaceful life.

"But their hearts can no longer return to peace.

"When several decades later, when adventurers set foot on this isolated island again, Sister Axia, guess what, what did they find the natives doing?"

Princess Axia listened attentively. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out. She shook her head and said, "What are you doing?"

"The natives put on the magic army and left behind. Those rusty armors and riddled mage robes, holding broken swords and magic wands that have lost their magic, are learning the appearance of a magic army and practicing. "

Teresa said, "They also used branches and straws to form the appearance of magic crystal warships and magic airships. They performed grand ceremonies. They even used prisoners of enemy tribes to sacrifice these imaginary'battleships' and'airships' in blood. I think that as long as enough blood is spilled, the toys made up of these branches and straws will become real war machines.

"By the way, there were no hostile tribes on the island.

"However, the indigenous people discovered the flags of the two great magic powers. Somehow, they gathered under different flags and somehow became hostile parties, using simple stone axes and bone spears to continue this long-overdue war.

"The most ridiculous thing is the priest of the race.

"His mission is to put on the uniform of the communicator in the magical army, curl up in the dark and humid military fortress, and pray day after day to the omnipotent gods against the already bleak crystal ball. It will be able to come again, once again airdrop to them unfinished delicacies, magic potions that can bring people back to life, and magic cannons that can eject raging flames and thunder and lightning.

"Naturally, the crystal ball never once responded to the prayers of the priest and the entire ethnic group.

"But the faith of the indigenous people has not collapsed. They firmly believe that this is because their prayers are not pious enough, or that there are still hostile tribes on the islands, which are caused by ‘devil’.

"The advent of adventurers has strengthened their beliefs. They regard adventurers as messengers of gods. They are amazed at the common magic items that adventurers take out, and even the colorful ones that adventurers give to children. Candy is considered a panacea.

"In short, a primitive civilization that is backward and obscured, seeing incomprehensible advanced civilization and superior technology, will instinctively explain everything with gods and superstitions, treat superior technology as a blessing or curse from gods and demons, and imitate it indiscriminately, eager to have a **** 'Magic power', this is'ship and cargo worship'."

When Princess Axia heard this, she couldn't help laughing: "These natives are so stupid, this is a story you made up, Teresa, the barbarians of the Great Northern Land, are not so stupid!"

"Yes, the Frost Barbarians of the Great Northern Land "Night Kingdom" are not so stupid."

Teresa sighed and said faintly, "However, in this world, there are more stupid people than the Frost Barbarians and the Aboriginal Island, but I don't know how many people are there!"