"Messiah Monarch, my previous offense..." Yuke couldn't help but speak again, offending the might of a Monarch. In this age of potions, the supremacy of the Monarch and the lives of civilians are terrible.
After all, under the great emperor, all are ants, and the quasi-emperor is also one of them.
"It doesn't matter." Xu Zhi spoke again, and then continued to talk about the history of Sumerian civilization.
In the bar, it is rare for him to have the interest of being a troubadour. He calmly tells everyone the history of this world. He is not a violent person.
It is normal for this strong quasi-emperor who suddenly rose up to be suspicious. If there is a strong man with a disgusting heart who wants to clear up the rumors, he will ignore it.
He messed with himself, just for the stability of the human kingdom, and it wasn't intentional, so why take revenge
Regarding this point, he is still very reasonable, just like he said, the proper mentality is to be salty.
"Thank you, my lord."
Youke took a deep breath, his face full of guilt, knowing that he had offended a great emperor, and it was a fluke to survive, so he took a step back and disappeared into the crowd of the bar. As an ordinary bar guest, he began to listen to the story of the troubadour.
The people around looked surprised and scared. Such a quasi-emperor, a legendary powerhouse, could easily destroy several cities around him.
They hurriedly wanted to give up a seat, but Yuke waved his hand. In front of an ancient emperor, he was no different from these ordinary people. If he put on airs, it would make him even more ashamed.
"Let's say back then... God saw the sins of the people on the earth and determined to destroy the Sumerian civilization. He sent down the flood to destroy all living beings... But the God of Creation felt the benevolence of Enkidu, the king of the forest, and ordered Wu Tanapizum built Noah's Ark to escape the Great Flood."
At this time, the young man with black hair and black eyes had a calm and lazy face, and his voice was still faint.
If it was before, Yuke would think that this is a fake person without the heart of a strong man. After all, every epic emperor has been killed all the way, bathed in blood, and after countless years, that kind of temperament cannot be concealed. The truth can be seen through at a glance .
But at this time, this kind of faint temperament, the black-haired and black-eyed youth of the storyteller in the bar, gave Youke a kind of unfathomable, dark and fierce, in the sea of corpses and blood, all living beings bowed their heads overbearing.
As expected of the oldest first generation potion monarch, the temperament is restrained to such an extent!
Thinking of this, he shrank back from the guests in the bar. At this moment, he felt that his quasi-emperor was no different from those ordinary guests, weak and pathetic, and would die in the same way as them and become ordinary. Hearing one of the oldest emperors tell about the gaps in the history of Sumerian mythology two thousand years ago, it does not hurt his pride at all, on the contrary, it is...
A supreme honor!
His eyes were fiery and he completely admired him.
Xu Zhi glanced at Yuke who was curled up in the crowd.
Is this person shaking M
Why do you look admiring, like you want to kneel down and listen to my story
Sure enough, one side supports the other side. Under the leadership of Medusa, a masochistic pervert, there are many such people.
He smiled, looked at the people around the bar, and said calmly: "Today, that's all for now. Tomorrow, we will talk about the era of the Babylonian tribes, the decline and rise of the Great Flood, Chapter 1: The Three Witches."
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Just three days.
The ancient messianic emperor was born and told the ancient myths to the world. The news was like a hurricane and quickly spread throughout the potion land. Many people couldn't believe it.
That was the first generation of monarchs thousands of years ago!
"Know the past and present?"
"Could it be some kind of adventure?"
"Unbelievable!"
"It's already talked about the era of the three witches, Medusa's teacher, Circe?"
"Who is this person? Even Medusa, the origin demon god, the teacher of the demon god of all things, and the ancestor of witches, dare to play!"
The whole world was in an uproar, and they sent people to verify it one after another, and even some strong people directly withdrew from the front line of the tragic war between the two worlds and went there in person.
In a bar in Will City.
At this time, the entire Weir City was already full of people, and the alleys were empty. Many powerful people did not dare to crowd into the bar. They spontaneously used various means to spread sound, project images in the bar, and listen to them everywhere in the city.
In the bar, no ordinary people dare to come in. They are all the top quasi-emperors of the three kingdoms... rough green-skinned orcs, human professionals, and skeleton necromancers in black cloaks.
In the bar, a troubadour with black hair and black eyes was telling a story, while an ordinary-looking woman next to her was serving drinks and dishes.
"They are all strong!"
Sheila was shivering fiercely while holding the plate!
"In other words, Medea in the ancient era of the three witches used the blood of the evil eye to escape from death, and started the era of wizards with the other two remaining witches..." Xu Zhi stretched out his hand with a look on his face. The ancient murals appeared in front of everyone.
"Could it be... this is the legendary ancient mural "Three Witches"!"
The surrounding voices were appalling.
That mural is three women, stepping on the mountain of blood and blood of the woman's corpse, surrounded by each other, holding a torch together.
"In the end, as time passed, the three witches fought for a lifetime, and finally went to decline. In their lives..." Xu Zhi said lightly.
Sheila was getting more and more excited.
Oh My God!
It's only been a few days, what happened!
Cautiously, she came to a skeleton mage.
She knew this one, Necromancer Andre, the legendary thug who killed countless people and turned the entire human city of 30,000 people into an army of undead.
I read books by myself, and I have seen the deeds of this person. He has become a city in many human countries. Parents tell their children horror stories that stop children from crying. I did not expect to see the real body here.
"You your food!!"
When she was nervous, she couldn't speak and stuttered.
"It's so cute, sweetheart, are you my dish? Can I eat you?" Andre told an embarrassing joke.
She yelled frantically in her heart, Oh! Oh my god! This is no joke! He might actually eat me!
Sheila! You are a strong girl, give me some courage! He dare not eat me!
"Please please eat the vegetables, you can't eat me and me." Sheila said quickly, stumbling.
"Thank you." The necromancer just smiled, turned his head to look at her, black flames flashed in the eye sockets of the skull, and wondered why an ordinary woman was in the bar, and she was still talking and her tongue was tied... .Although I haven't entered the human kingdom for many years, isn't this a taboo as a bartender
This skeleton mage didn't eat, but put the dishes on the table politely.
"Mr. Orc Juggernaut, your meat!!!" She lost her mind in fright.
This one is Bica, the commander of the half-orc imperial army. He is so tall that he actually sits on the table and uses it as a small bench! It is said that there is a terrifying existence that slaughtered more than a thousand strong humans!
She walked in front of a handsome man in golden armor, little stars appeared in her eyes, this is Youke! The dream lover of countless girls! Heroes of justice!
"You your wine!" She came with a plate.
Can't be cowardly!
This is so embarrassing to my messianic uncle!
She quickly remembered the bruised and swollen face and the frightened look before, and immediately calmed down a little.
She finally understood the meaning of what she said before.
There will be guests coming to their bar, the opportunity to practice apprenticeship, whether you can ask these strong men to help revenge, it is up to you!
Keep up the good work, Sheila!
She waved her fist.
This ordinary girl struggled and tried hard to adapt when she was nervous.