I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 197 The Universal Law of Ancient Civilization

Before Ivita could react, a man dressed in gold and silver suddenly said to himself, "Great King Fan, this is the second batch of slaves this month, a total of more than 5000 people, let us take these people His flesh and blood were thrown into the thousand-year-old fire."

"Slaves are worthless, you and us are the main body of our country."

Ivita looked at the more than 5000 slaves with no clothes on their upper body, many of whom were young boys and girls. They didn't have much time to live in this world, but now they were going to die.

Ivita couldn't help but resist. He hated this method of human sacrifice. These slaves had parents, wives and children. They were human beings, not animals.

If a person can sacrifice these people as if they were animals, then the problem may be even more serious. He will not have the slightest respect for the weak.

Those who are weaker than him are unimportant in his eyes.

this is not right.

For civilization, it is indeed those 1% who are driving the progress of society and taking civilization to the next stage.

But ordinary people are the cornerstone of this society and the basis for this society to effectively implement the idea of ​​1%.

They are the main body and the most important part of this society.

It is the most stupid to ignore the value and strength of ordinary people.

Sitting on the throne, Ivita watched the slaves being forcibly pushed into the bloody fire pit of the thousand-year-old fire under the slave master's army, and his heart was filled with anger.

When he saw that the nearest pair of twin siblings were about to be pushed into the fire pit, Evita's will resisted this behavior.

He stared at the blood-red flame in the fire pit, as if he saw an evil bronze mask, staring at himself with extremely strange and evil eyes.

"Stop it, this is just a historical illusion."

"Besides, the fire needs a pyre to continue burning. Those who dominate these slaves are the slave owners, and history will only record the behavior of these slave owners. Only the literary works and war deeds of the slave owners are eligible to be left behind. These as Slaves of useless people, their role can only be fuel wood for a thousand-year-old fire, and slaves only have this purpose in this era."

"Ordinary ordinary people only need to be firewood for the real heroes who dominate the world to realize their value."

Evita couldn't take it anymore when she heard this.

The guy who led the illusion gave me the feeling that he was definitely not Chitose Fire.

Ivita didn't want to be forced to watch the illusion of being manipulated by the other party anymore, and was forced to watch these messy things.

Looking at the slaves who were being pushed into the fire pit one by one, Ivita stood up angrily and yelled at the sky. "How dare you manipulate my will to accompany you to see such things."

"You are not Chitose Fire!"

"Ordinary people make up a society. Some are just hatmakers, some are just tailors, some are lawyers, and some are shoeblacks who shine shoes for others. But it is the ordinaryness of these ordinary people that becomes the foundation of civilization. "

"If every tailor wanted to be a consul instead of a tailor, there would be no clothes for the people to wear."

"If every repairman wants to become a big shot, then no one in this civilization will be willing to do the work of serving others."

"What I want to tell you is, please respect the virtue of being ordinary!"

As Ivita's words fell, the bronze mask in the flames laughed loudly.

"You can really see the truth in history."

"But have you forgotten? The Thousand-year-old fire is equal to a point in all time and space. In other words, this place may be an illusion, but it may also be a piece of real history."

Then, the mask in the flames disappeared.

Ivita froze for a moment, and then saw the general next to him, looking at Ivita with doubts on his face.

The general said, "My lord, what were you talking about just now?"

"You're not protecting these slaves, are you?"

"Ivan can't understand you, but if this is your order, I will order the soldiers to stop."

Ivita nodded and wanted to speak again, but he found that the surrounding environment had changed again. He found that he was still sitting in the highest position, but at that time it was no longer an altar, but a huge arena .

The drums were beating loudly in the arena, which seemed to accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, and a battle between gladiator slaves and gladiator slaves was going on.

Ivita looked down, only to find that on the stone brick floor in the center of the arena, two powerful humans exuding terror that even he felt were fighting.

here is……

No way……

Ivita suddenly thought that Ambrose was the capital of the ancient civilization for a period of time.

Couldn't this be... the history of ancient civilizations?
Ivita felt that among the tens of thousands of spectators, there were many terrifying fighters who made his heart skip a beat. The characters in this historical scene were completely different from the previous ones.

It was as if I had come to another dimension of the world.

The gladiator slave in the arena roared loudly, causing the sun in the sky to fall towards the arena, and the blazing flames attacked the opponent, but the opponent was not to be outdone, his body turned into a giant mountain, fighting against the flames of the sun contend.

Evita was speechless.

What's the situation?
Wait a minute, if this is the arena of ancient civilizations, then my identity, could it be...

'Ivita' suddenly spoke to a man beside him who was dressed in silk and had gold armbands on his hands. "Konstantin, the two slaves you trained are barely enough, but they just make me boring."

Constantine immediately flattered 'Ivita' and said: "Xiao, one of these two is the son of the sun god and the other is the son of the giant Astra. They are already relatively powerful blood warriors. We destroyed Their country put chains around their necks, and then captured them, let them fight obediently in the arena, become our entertainment tools, and sacrifice their blood to the thousand-year-old fire."

'Ivita' sighed. "boring boring."

"Still too boring."

"The battle of these two weaklings can't please me at all, and it can't please Chitose Fire either."

"It is a waste to open the universal law for these two: the law."

Constantine pleaded to 'Ivita', "Xiao, the great conqueror, you must read it. According to the rules of gladiators, they can redeem themselves with money, or they can buy a free body by serving you. .”

"They were debt slaves, not ordinary slaves."

When the two of them were talking, Ivita tried to look around. He saw the Chitose Fire in a huge metal cup on the top of the arena. The flame was burning brightly and was orange. Violent and brutal, full of a natural and wild feeling.

Evita thought: "The color of this thousand-year-old fire has changed."

"why?"

"But this thousand-year-old fire is not the thousand-year-old fire that I know and am familiar with."

The bronze mask reappeared in that fire. "The truth is in the witch's cemetery. Let you see that this is the limit. The previous fire igniters couldn't persist here, and they would be assimilated by illusion and stay in that history forever. But you can come here , In fact, I can't hold it anymore."

"Go to the cemetery and dig out the secrets there. The most important secret of Chitose Fire is buried there."

Evita frowned.

The other party is definitely not Qiantuihuo, nor is it the Three Witches of the East. Who the hell is he, and he can represent Qiantuihuo.

(End of this chapter)