Babylon 11 years.
Originally, there were very few men who fused the blood of the evil eye. The only wizard was killed not long after he appeared. Finally, the fear of being dominated by the witch broke out!
"Run away! This is no longer the Babylonian tribe, it's hell!"
"Times have changed. The era of hero king Gilgamesh's male dominance has passed, and now is the dark age of scary witches!"
They frantically wanted to escape from the tribe. They would rather live alone under the dominance of wild beasts than to stay in such a terrifying tribe and live under the shadow of the witch's strange power.
"Circe, unforgivable!"
Medea and Cassandra were looking at each other in the tribe, burning with anger. They appeased the warriors in the tribe, and had a big fight with Circe, and even shot directly in anger.
They have also been 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, but after the war, they found out in horror that Circe had been secretly far stronger than them all these years .
The two of them worked together to suppress her.
It seems that, compared to the usual suppression of the two good witches, the evil witch Circe's wanton indulgence of her spirit and desires can actually make her spiritual power stronger.
This moment.
It has been 16 years in Babylon.
The seemingly peaceful three witches, the three great patron saints of Babylon, and the three sisters were taking a bath and having a happy conversation, but in fact there was an undercurrent. After five years, Circe had reached an unfathomable level. Together, the two I'm afraid it can only barely compete with it.
"How about it? Two sisters, don't you really want to try it?"
Circe's fair arms were still gently stroking the water, and she looked at the two of them gently, "Rather than suppressing it, or indulging one's desires is a better spiritual way to cultivate and grow as a witch."
Medea soaked in the spring water, smiled and tried to persuade her with words: "No, Circe, I don't think this method is right. If we join you, what will happen to the tribe?"
Circe's beautiful and charming face showed serious thinking, and immediately planned a beautiful blueprint for the future, "We will re-rule the entire Babylonian tribe, and women will be responsible for defending the tribe, and then let men be responsible for reproduction, giving birth to offspring, and taking on women's responsibilities , we witches regularly enjoy a few brave men every month, although they can only be one-time, and cannot bear the pleasure of our great power, but let them die in the wonderful taste of joy, without pain. "
"It's tyranny."
Medea said softly: "Just like the Sumerians who were cruel and tried to rebel against the gods back then, that is barbarism, not civilization. What, is it the role of ordering people to record history?"
"What's the role of history?" Sercy asked, smiling.
"The role of history is to record the courage and hardships of our predecessors in resisting nature, and it also allows us to walk 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 way of extermination of the Melians."
Medea said: "Aren't you afraid that we will have a second flood again?"
"I... "
A look of panic flashed across Circe's face.
The stronger she is, the more fearful she feels.
Now, she is only able to easily kill the Ara giant beast in seconds. Compared with the incomparably powerful hero king in the records, she is hundreds of times stronger than her. Even the great existence that can challenge the Finbar giant beast is going to perish. . . .
Circe breathed heavily, then paused slightly, and burst out laughing.
She was smiling beautifully in the pool, her beautiful white body was shockingly beautiful,
"Pfft! Sister, don't lie to me. I don't try to provoke the Creator, and I won't destroy other species and ecology. Even tyranny is an internal struggle among us humans, so you shouldn't pay attention to me?"
Circe immediately made a smug smile, "All these years, your spiritual progress has been too slow, not even one-third of mine. My cultivation method is the fastest, the most chic and the happiest. Who cares about the life of a man?"
Medea immediately retorted, loudly, "Your cultivation method is too evil, and it is a wrong path. We must find out the correct method of spiritual cultivation for witches."
Circe paused, and his face gradually turned cold, "Since I can't convince you, I can only do it by force and force you to practice."
Her face gradually became complicated, "I never thought of killing the two of you. In the long years, only our three sisters have been with me. You will soon understand that my sister's choice is right, it is for you Well, as long as you try it once, you will fall in love with it and understand my painstaking efforts."
boom!
Circe's complexion gradually became cold, and an extremely cold and gloomy spirit spread from her body, and the surrounding water rippled away layer by layer, "Let me come, force you, accept men!!!"
"You are so strong!"
Medea and Cassandra's expressions changed.
"Do it!"
At this time, four newly born beautiful witches appeared beside the water pool.
They wore exquisite animal skins, held black wooden crutches, and wore flower rings on their heads. Apparently, Medea had also been prepared for a long time. She planned to unite the power of all existing witches to defeat the evil that was already so strong that she was on the road to evil. Circe the Witch... it's impossible to let her go any longer.
Boom!
"You guys, what about working together—"
Circe's violent mental will suddenly rose.
The snow-white spray in the pool, under the terrifying mental shock, circles of violent and vast ripples continued to spread and agitate, and several fish were shaken to float on the water surface, turning fish-belly white.
"Is this the power of a witch?"
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 had long since been standing quietly on the lush trees, watching everything about them.
"who!"
The minds of the witches trembled wildly.
Surrounded by the spiritual aura of witches here, Medea and Cassandra pay the most attention to their chastity. No stupid and lustful tribal men can come here secretly to peep at the consequences of the three of them taking a bath and forcibly approaching them. Must be a splitting headache.
But now... .
"First work together to kill it, and then we will deal with the grievances."
boom!
For a moment, all the witches present, including Circe, acted at the same time, and the strong mental shock gathered in one place, intending to work together to kill this unstable existence first.
They were too decisive and planned to destroy the unknown first.
This concentrated spiritual force is very violent, evil and weird, even the most terrifying giant beast will die instantly. But at this time, it seemed as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and there was 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 at the same time, "What kind of power is this...."
"That's the power of meditation."
Xu Zhi stood on the branch and said so.