Shepherding Humanity

　　 A news shocked the whole world.

　　On the night of the witch, Lord Medusa went to the town of Birchkolo alone, fighting with the Cthulhu **** who recovered most of them. Three hours later, the great Emperor Medusa killed the Birchkolo Mountains.

　　 "Even the ancient existence of the dark ages..."

　　 "Evil God, I'm going to recover completely..."

　　 The whole world is in panic.

　　Emperor Medusa has different ideas and is regarded by the wizards of countless colleges and denominations as the most terrifying evil monarch emperor in the era of wizards, but after all, it is the only hope in this world.

　　 The capital of Babylon.

　　On the dark yellow sunset sky, there are more than a dozen alchemy airships floating, pulling up a beast hide, all about prayers and blessings on the day of "Night of the Witch".

　　Babylon Palace Hall, flanked by major witch ministers, Emperor Elmin sat on a high place, and the whole person lost his soul instantly, as if he had lost his soul, "There is no hope."

　　 "May the coexistence and death of the kingdom of Babylon, the glory of the kingdom of Babylon be indelible." The witch minister knelt down in unison.

　　 "Still lost."

　　Elmin closed her eyes and sat motionless in the high place.

　　 After the death of Medusa, no one in this world can stop the revival of Cthulhu.

　　 stepping stepping.

　　Steady footsteps came slowly.

　　Elmin opened his eyes slowly, "This breath... Charlotte?"

　　 "Witch of the Rose Kingdom!"

　　 The surrounding witch ministers stood in front of him, watching the figure at the entrance with a watchful face, "It is silent..."

　　 "Retreat." Elmin said softly.

　　 "Elmin, I haven't seen you for a long time." Charlotte stepped into the palace.

　　 She looked at this young friend from a young age with some complexity. At that time, the silly passionate and upright girl had grown to this terrifying height, and she found a good teacher.

　　 However, after these, she Charlotte is not too bad. After incorporating the second gene, she returned to youth and has just broken through the seventh-level epic.

"I heard that you are now in charge of Prison Island. Your master Medusa is dead. It is useless to come over here....Yes, you have been running around for the resurrection of Lucy all these years?" El Min sighed, sitting on the throne and looking up, as if remembering the three years of the young age, "You should know that the dead cannot be resurrected. This is the truth of the world. Lucy is after all away from the two of us... ...But before the world is destroyed, the two of us get back together and it's good after all."

"Hehehe... what is truth? The so-called truth is just a shaman restricting his own rules. Breaking the truth is the witch. This is why you are not as good as the alchemist emperor and the death emperor. Their respective fields have been broken. The world's cognition." Charlotte suddenly laughed and said softly: "I forgot to tell you that Lucy was resurrected three months ago."

　　Elmin's face changed, and suddenly stood up from the throne, "What!? Medusa's deceased recovery, this rule-breaking taboo witchcraft, has already been completed?"

　　 Back then, students from their three colleges, Lucy, Charlotte, and Elmin had a deep friendship.

　　 But the later death of Lucy was not only a thorn in Charlotte's heart, but also a thorn in Elmin's heart. It was the root cause of Charlotte's defection, and the two of them parted ways.

　　 "Lucy! Where is Lucy?"

　　Elmin was anxious, there was no more majesty of the emperor.

　　Like her teacher Alchemy Emperor, she was unwilling to profan the dead and let the seven little witches sleep forever, but the dead really began to resurrect and appeared in front of her. After all, she was inevitably exposed to excitement.

"Not only Lucy, but others have been resurrected...such as the mother of this pair of brothers." A pair of brothers came out slowly with the sound of the black ink sword held by Charlotte. .

　　 Brother is short, but his brother is a tall humanoid mechanical creation.

Elmin frowned, "I have seen these two people, and they are the champions of the previous Wizarding School Exchange Tournament, "Edward Brothers."... Is that the case? Like Charlotte, in order to recover the dead, you two The genius has already turned to Medusa."

　　Ermin was keenly aware that his brother "Alphonse" was an empty piece of alchemy, which was obviously dead and still able to walk like a living person.

　　 "What is the principle?" Elmin revealed incredible, "Dead soul without body?"

"Dear Emperor Elmin, this is also breaking the truth. This is alchemy, the charm of alchemy, the alchemy of the soul!" Charlotte's rectangular black sword, even opened, explaining the principle, "He The outer shell body is constructed with a space magic box! A gentle spiritual inner space is formed in the body, suitable for the survival of the soul, similar to the human "brain" environment, which can store the human soul, and walk out of the path of soul training."

　　 "Cultivation of the dead?"

　　Ermin's mind was blank, and he was shocked one by one.

　　 Can't think of Medusa. Has the field of death been studied to such a high level in recent years?

　　Not only the living can cultivate the realm of the wizard, but also the dead and the dead?

　　However, she was so clever, and once she thought about it, she wanted to understand the principle.

　　 After all, the wizard's cultivation depends on the spirit. The dead and the soul can naturally cultivate the spirit.

　　 But not before, even if the soul of the deceased recovered, because without the protection of the body, the spiritual power produced by "meditation" is not even faster than the speed of the soul dissipating.

　　 But the space of the magic box, if it can give the soul a suitable living gentle space, can naturally be cultivated.

Pandora's Box continued to laugh and said: "The wizard who can study this type of soul cultivation is naturally not us, it is an extremely terrible genius throughout the ages! It is not even a living person, because a living person, how can there be a dead person? Experience, study the path of undead cultivation?"

　　 "Not a living person?"

　　Elmin suddenly thought of something unthinkable. If her guess came true, it would be a huge conspiracy that spanned the entire era of Babylon for more than 800 years.

　　 "You already guessed it."

　　 A wandering soul, slowly floating from the magic box, revealing a faint transparent face.

　　 "This look...." Emperor Ermin suddenly turned his head and looked at the ancient mural of the "Three Witches" in the palace next to him. The three women wearing animal skins and flower rings all had similar faces.

　　 "It turned out to be the three legendary witches of Babylon, Circe!"

　　Elmin suddenly stood up, even for an instant, instinctively dared not sit on the throne of Babylon.

　　Because Circe is the oldest existence that opened up the Babylonian wizard dynasty, the first king of Babylon.

Even the entire wizarding civilization, the first to sixth-level wizarding path, was created by her and two other legendary witches. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Elmin took a deep breath and knew how terrible it was, " The invasion of the wizarding world by the old gods has led to a terrifying conspiracy of an ancient era. An ancient existence has already recovered from the old days and has been hiding in a dark place to plot..."

　　When you think the sky is clear when the clouds are peeled off, it may be deeper clouds after the clouds.

　　 The wicked witch Tracy, but one of the most brilliant people throughout the ages.

　　 In the same year, Circe had the plan to live out the second generation, and opened up the prototype of the taboo witchcraft of "recovery of the dead".

　　 And, these years have been completed.

　　Understand that when Medusa was defeated by the Alchemist Emperor at that time, he had already finished most of it, summoning the remnants of Gilgamesh, and within four hundred years of the suppression, naturally this witchcraft was completely pushed to maturity!

　　 "Then, the other two witches of the ancient era, and even the older Gilgamesh..." Elmin's voice trembled.

　　 "It is impossible to resurrect. In the long years, their souls have disappeared in history. Even if they are called back, they are only the remnants of Gilgamesh, and they have no consciousness."

Circe smiled sweetly, standing in the palace, looking at the terrified witch ministers around, and said lightly: "The reason why I can recover completely is that I didn't just lay a fortune for my disciples before my death. My corpse slept in In this special coffin, my soul will not be dissipated seriously."

　　 "These ancient heroes dissipated in the long years, but my teacher, Alchemist Emperor, died shortly!"

　　Elmin was very excited and couldn't help taking a step forward, "Please recover my teacher from death, as long as my teacher is resurrected, facing the Cthulhu god, we may not have no hope!"