The ancient Roman Empire was probably never so lively. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers built their own defense facilities with the tower as the core, and the iron people built their own defense facilities in the outer areas under the command of the general.

"It's really unfair, don't you think?" Looking into the distance, ephrail asked the general, "you have built all this and prepared for it for countless years, but in the end, mankind does not trust you."

"Fair?" The general seems to be savoring the meaning behind the word: "I don't have any other feelings about it. In fact, I'm just beginning to feel the ethereal feelings. When I see the corrupt units, I feel angry. When I see the unresponsive intelligence, I feel regret. As for fairness, that's too far away for me."

"They created us. Strictly speaking, they are my creator." The general pointed to the human beings in the distance and said to the witch, "and the building was built for them. Now it is just to give them what belongs to them. I don't think it is unfair. The army said that this is their war."

"Do you see them as creators? What does that feel like? " "I've read some information about you, and I've been interested in your existence since then," she asked

"What does it feel like?" The general turned his head and looked at the witch with a puzzled expression: "everything needs to be created in order to be born. What should it feel like?"

"I thought the Creator would always be different." "As some humans worship gods, do you worship the creator?" replied ephrair

"Strictly speaking, the human civilization of this world is put in by us, so we are actually your Creator. Will you worship us?" The general looked at the witch as if expecting her answer.

Eifilar felt that she should not talk to each other about this topic. Having read the book of the world, she could not refute the general's words, because the other side said the truth.

"I probably understand how you feel." The witch ended the conversation: "but anyway, I thank you very much."

"Why are we grateful?" The general had some doubts. He felt that he would never understand the women in human beings. In contrast, the men among them were simpler. For example, Xu Yichen felt that the other side was almost the same as Zhiwu.

"For all of us." The witch was very difficult to say the word sowing, which made her feel that she was no different from the wild fruit growing on the roadside: "including those in front of you, you have built the greatest miracle of the world, which is an accident for all people."

"We don't need to be grateful." The general shook his head: "the Legion said that to help mankind is to help ourselves. If we want to develop intelligence, we must break the chaos and weave the destiny for mankind. We also want to see how vast the real universe is. The Legion said that we are more suitable for the starry sky than humans."

The universe and starry sky in general's mouth began to go beyond the scope of witch's understanding. Human beings in this world seldom touch the sky above their heads, even the casters. The gods occupy the starry sky, which is just like human beings living on the earth. It is a natural law, and no one goes back to explore it.

Even the wizard kings are willing to be bound to the ground, not to touch the sky.

When he thought about his knowledge from the book of the world, he suddenly realized that only the elves had ever studied the sky.

She raised her head and looked at the dazzling sunshine on her head and fell into deep thought. What on earth is there that attracts these iron men?

The Witch King said that there was a huge fireball hanging there, releasing light and heat that would never go out. But the believers of the morning God had different views. They believed that it was the first ray of light in the morning. It was the Lord of the morning that lit up the firewood in the sky to light up the world. Then the fire of firewood burned until it was extinguished, representing the passing of the day.

The witch grinned bitterly. There are so many unsolved mysteries in the world that attract her so much, but I'm afraid she has no chance to explore them one by one.

Entering the bottom of the vortex and facing the chaos is Xu Yichen's mission and the mission of the world. She can't let Xu Yichen go alone.

Xu Yichen represents the power of another world, and the world that gave birth to her and raised her needs to send representatives.

Ephrail didn't know whether that person should be herself or not, but she was willing to take the responsibility. She knew that she was waiting for a suitable time to sacrifice herself from the last hope of those sisters.

What better chance than to liberate the whole world? The witch looked at Xu Yichen, who was walking in the distance, with a bright smile.

She's ready.

Xu Yichen found his long lost home in the player's barracks in the loess area. Although he has returned to the earth in reality, he feels unfamiliar with everything in Himalaya station, even more strange than the environment on the colonial ship.

At least when he was a colonial ship, he knew what kind of metal he was stepping on, what kind of machine was used to provide food, and how his life support module worked. But at Himalaya station, he felt like he had been away from earth for centuries.On earth, Xu Yichen did not see anyone familiar with him. Huang Laoxie, his most familiar person, had left the world. Other superiors he had contacted or soldiers who had served in his team are now carrying out missions all over the world, and many of them have been marked as dead in battle.

But in the huge barracks of the ancient Roman Empire, Xu Yichen found the feeling of returning home.

The defense system here is built according to the standards of the loess area. Many temporary barracks are built with modern technology. When soldiers get together, they talk about the topic that they are familiar with.

The soldiers may have been surprised by his unusual size, but in this world of extraordinary power, the figure of friar astat is not so obvious, but the black coat he later put on made most soldiers subconsciously quiet down.

Xu Yichen is actually enjoying this feeling. He did it on purpose. It reminds him of the days when he just put on the black coat. The soldiers were also surprised. They probably never saw such a young black coat.

Xu Yichen stood beside the Witch and looked at the tower in the distance. The ground was shaking with a very small amplitude. The huge machinery of the ancient Roman Empire began to run slowly, which was a sign before the vortex started.

If the plan has a chance to succeed, then he will succeed. Xu Yichen's eyes are full of perseverance.

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