Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

"However, more of these creatures are approaching us!"

Someone roared, looking into the distance of the black swamp, more monsters with big eyes and tentacles were approaching.

These weak species are crawling slowly with sticky tentacles.

Although their movements are ridiculously slow, their eerie powers are terrifyingly terrifying, and once surrounded by these big eyeballs

"Even if you pay the price of death, you have to kill one!"

Medea took the initiative to lift the stone spear, transformed into the most brave warrior of the tribe, and charged straight up.

Bang! ! !

Just one spear, accompanied by a shrill, hoarse scream like a baby crying, the fragile big eyeballs quickly exploded, the fishy smell soaring to the sky, it turned into a burst of disgusting viscous juice, and densely splashed onto Medea's face. .

"Take it away!" She held up the sticky tentacles of the corpse with one hand, turned her head quickly, and regained her senses. She was already surrounded by seven or eight evil eyes, and she couldn't help but look miserable.

"Follow me and kill!"

It was a brutal fight.

The tribe's powerful hunting team of nearly 30 people basically died.

They could obviously escape, but because they delayed their escape time, they were surrounded by terrifying creatures. In the end, only three survivors escaped from this terrifying demon swamp that seemed to be cursed by death.

"All dead."

Medea, an extremely strong and wise woman, couldn't help crying.

She looked at the two last warriors beside her and knew what it meant.

Over the years, the brave men of the tribe have basically died in search of food and hunting giant beasts. There are only 100 strong men left in the tribe of nearly 1,000 people. The rest are more than 900 old, weak, sick and disabled. one part

They are almost faced with the fate of extinction.

"However, our race will die sooner or later. It's a matter of time. It's better to give it a try." Medea took a deep breath and looked at the corpse of the evil-eyed monster, "I hope this creature's corpse will be returned at a huge price. , its evil blood can be useful"

Over the years, countless people have tried to fuse the blood of various powerful beasts, hoping to have the power of a hero king and protect the tribe like Gilgamesh.

But except for the "Blood of Power" granted by God to unknown creatures, all died, as if only the blood of special creatures was possible.

"Perhaps, the blood of these special dirty and evil creatures can become the blood of another kind of power"

When Medea returned to the tribe with the few remaining people, her father was in a state of collapse.

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing!!"

A middle-aged sturdy giant, wearing black animal skins, was breathing heavily on a high animal skin chair.

"I'm not crazy." In the tribal tent, Medea took a deep breath in the face of her father's anger, "We have no way out, instead of waiting to die, let's fight to the death, and the second Gilgamesh will appear again. King of heroes, guide our civilization to glory, this is the only way for our intelligent species to not become extinct!"

"That is impossible."

The leader slowly shook his head and said bitterly, "Only the legendary blood given by the gods - the blood of power can bring us great power, not to mention this disgusting monster, sticky, disgusting, cruel, we Even if success has such disgusting powers, God will punish us."

"Power, there is no distinction between good and evil."

Medea's voice became deep and hoarse, looking at her old father who was sitting on a high place,

"Having the blood of bright and great power, it may also go to tyrants, wielding the holy sword of civilization, challenge the Almighty God and possess dark and terrible power, if you maintain a good heart, it is possible to protect people.

This monster is completely different from other giant beasts! It is weak, even weaker than us, but it has incredible power, if we can have the same power as it."

"You, Medea, you are so bold!!"

The leader was silent, gasping for breath, as if thinking about this daring idea.

His decision will affect the rise and fall of the entire civilization and race.

Hu Hu Hu!

He closed his eyes slightly, gasping for breath, this would be a terrifying decision more important than his own death.

He suddenly lowered his head, looked at his stubborn daughter below, mourned in a low voice, and choked hoarsely: "But we don't have enough people anymore to test new blood."

In the past two hundred years, if they reproduce normally, these forces may not be the only ones left. They are the leaders of generations who are courageous and resourceful, and are not willing to die, allowing the young people of the tribe to try to integrate into the blood of new giant beasts.

In every generation of them, there are people who die regardless of their own lives and die in endless pain.

These generations of martyrs, written as the bloody death history of the rise of the tribe, have led to sparse population, but they have not yet risen.

Medea took a deep breath, "Yes, our Babylonian tribes don't have enough strong men to test, they still have to protect us, but we have enough old and weak women and children. Over the years, men have always protected women, this time, it's their turn Women came forward and tried this blood."

Medea was silent and said in a low voice: "Also, if a large number of women die, we will have less burden, and it may not be impossible to shrink the population. This time, let the women of our tribe die."

brush! !

In an instant, the tent was dead silent.

Half a day later, on the heights of the tribe, a flaming torch was burning, and Medea was gathering the people of the entire tribe.

"If, we don't want to go to extinction!"

"If, we hope to restore the glory of the Sumerians!"

"If, we hope that a great next-generation hero king will lead the civilization of the wisdom species!"

"Death cannot crush our arms and destroy our spines! The great king of heroes, Gilgamesh once said that the history of mankind's struggle against nature is the history of courage and praise, and this is what he ordered the historian to record the history. The reason and today, history, will record our courage on this day!"

Medea gasped heavily, stood on the high platform and roared, looking at the old and weak women and children below the tribe:

"Tomorrow, early in the morning, we hope that you will come for the tribe! The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage!"

The woman below was silent with her child in her arms.

Everyone knew that there was basically no chance of survival.

That night, countless women in the tribe said goodbye to their husbands and children in silence, and after crying, they all resolutely chose the test.

After countless days and months, they have had enough, their husbands are dead, their fathers are dead, and their sons will die in the future, what are they left?

They are left with themselves.

No one can protect them anymore, and the only one who can protect them is yourself.

This day is destined to be soaked in blood and cruelty.

Countless women walked out resolutely and tried to contain the blood of the evil eye. There were more than 400 corpses scattered all over the field, and painful and hideous corpses were piled up everywhere.

That blood was incompatible with his own blood, but in the end, there were three women who survived, including Medea, and two others named Circe and Cassandra.

The three of them were permanently fixed on the ancient stone wall.

The pictures on the Babylonian murals, among the painful blood of countless women, only three strong women bathed in blood and stood on the endless corpses, surrounded by three people, holding a huge flaming torch in their hands together. A scene was engraved in the Babylonian historical fresco, and later generations called this sacred ancient fresco the "Three Witches".

They handed over the spark of civilization.

The history is engraved in the murals, writing the history of the rise of human tribes and civilization, and the great courage to fight against nature and beasts!

Painful death is followed by rebirth. In the following period, these three great and determined women will lead the tribe's civilization forward again. They begin to possess a strange spiritual power. They are powerful and sensitive in spirit, mysterious and evil, like evil spirits. Normal eyes.

They gradually gained the ability to barely resist the giant beast. They interfered with the giant beast mentally in the rear, and let the warrior with the stone axe fight in the front.

Their powerful mental power also makes them often unable to control their own mental fluctuations, inadvertently due to excitement, the other party's mental shock collapses and kills the other party.

Therefore they are all chaste daughters.

They are lonely, arrogant, and even unapproachable.

Medea has a strong sense of honor and mission. She leads the tribe to wage war, holding a wooden cane, resisting giant beasts, and going out to hunt for food.

Cassandra's character is easy-going and gentle, and she likes to be calm. She likes to lead women to herds, grow herbs, heal people, and fight diseases.

Circe is an exception.

In the tribe, mysterious deaths of regular males began to appear.

People cursed Circe in secret, but Circe silently held a grudge in her heart. In secret, she began to curse the men who resisted her with spiritual power, causing them to have splitting headaches, black eye sockets, and thinning hair.

The witch Circe, who began to become synonymous with evil and terror in the tribe.

Even the other two were dissuaded from not being able to, and could not join forces to kill her, because her power was needed to protect the Horde.

Due to Circe's tyranny, the status of women has also become exalted. The three of them are gradually feared by warriors in the tribe, and are called witches by the tribe, symbolizing power, evil, mystery, unknown, fear, and omnipotence.

From this day on, the tribe entered the era of wizards ruled by women.

"The Spear of the Witch" records:

[Babylonian tribe, suffering from beast plagues, men are scarce, women take the blood of evil eyes, and the great three witches appear, the war witch Medea, who is in charge of disorderly war and glory. Curse the sorceress Circe, who is in charge of chaos and curses. Kassandra, the witch of spring, in charge of esoteric medicine and herding. 】