My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Isaac flipped through the books, as if seeing the myth flowing at his fingertips.

That vast war between gods and demons is a song of historical tragedy.

In the text, he seemed to have witnessed everything with his own eyes from the first point of view. In other words, the historian Professor Nasika had witnessed everything with his own eyes.

It doesn't come from archaeology in general, there is a kind of immersive joy and sorrow.

The Sunflower Dynasty, Jiaxia came to the world, the Great Flood flooded the world, the Mayan civilization was born after the flood, the extinction of the martial arts, the prosperity of the Witch Dynasty, was overthrown by the demon Lord Grace, and finally carried the civilization train, and went Where is it going?

When he saw the decline of martial arts, his heart was silent.

The Empress Lianna pushed her for the first time, obviously her combat power was still unparalleled in the world, but there was no one who followed her to practice martial arts, and he vaguely felt the great sadness.

Invincible, so what?

One person holds up the dignity of martial arts, but cannot hold up the doomed general trend of the times.

In this world, there is something that Invincible can't solve...

That kind of historical torrent swept through, like the dark deep sea constantly flooding Lianna the Great, and it made him empathize.

Why are we not like this?

Human sorrows and joys are interlinked, at least they are interlinked in front of them.

The martial art of the current era is also in decline. These martial knights, warriors who abide by the spirit of chivalry, are easily defeated by firearms, and they feel the same great scream from the roar.

"As long as she does not die, a person is an era."

This is the evaluation given by the ancestor of the Yudura Witch, the new overlord of Mayan civilization who is in charge of the king, respecting the last flower of the martial arts era.

This sentence touched him the most. He was a tall and strong knight. After reading this paragraph, tears fell on the paper. If it were let others see it, it would be completely embarrassing.

But he has no resistance at all.

That shocking and majestic spirit suppressed the world and swept the forbidden area. The martial arts emperor who once guarded the common people alone.

That is the hero king with strong individualism!

Such an existence broke off his white wings, inserted his spear into a pool of blood, and said an abdication to the angels in the sky. How bitter is it?

Once the hero is over, is it no longer a hero?

Jerk!

She is the hero king who once guarded you.

Martial arts, is it really gone?

"Our age is declining, but there is no such thing as Emperor Lianna to compose the final glory."

He smiled bitterly, and couldn't help stroking the pages of the book again, as if penetrating the English letters, as if he could feel the history in it, "Looking at the past and the present through history, the world is a cycle... We used to be called the empire that the sun never sets, and martial arts are the same Decline, one was replaced by the Industrial Revolution of World War II, and the other was replaced by the Witch Rise Revolution."

Even the more powerful Yin Ruins next door, once known as the Kingdom of Heaven, has fallen, let alone them?

He kept flipping through the books, which was his favorite among Professor Narcica's first editions.

The myths are all false, but...

Is this mythical story really false?

He couldn't help faintly feeling a strong feeling in his heart.

That is not a false story.

It's a real experience that really happened in history.

The flesh-and-blood stories, the crying of heroes, and the howls of the times were not made up.

"But, if you really believe in the archaeological mythology, wouldn't you believe that hundreds of thousands of years ago in this world...does there really existed gods?"

In the small room, the red planks on the ground are all shabby. On the walls are paintings of the Knight King Arthur who is riding a war horse. When the bell is coming from the window, gusts of wind continue to pour in, making a vague whine.

"Compared with the annual rings of history flowing at your fingertips, we are nothing but the dust of history."

At this time, he seemed to have finished reading a serialized book story, and he felt a tickling feeling in his heart.

"I hope very much that Professor Narcica can hurry around the ancient sites in the New World, and archaeologically unearth the mythological and historical documents behind, so that I can see hundreds of thousands of years ago, the expectation of the witch Udula, the last Li Emperor Anna, facing the fog, where is the civilization headed, can martial arts rise again?"

His face was helpless.

This is a chase after the drama halfway through to the wonderful counterattack plot: the hero king who once retired, returns again, is about to take over the kingship again... and suddenly gets stuck.

"Oh, I'm so uncomfortable."

He came to the window and looked out the window, "The blood of youth lies in constant struggle. Even if the times are gone, I must be myself. It is an agreement with Hathaway. Today’s 10,000 push-ups are still did not do it."

"However, I recently heard that the Oudily Kingdom is very moving. In the Huaxia Yin Ruins next door, the emperor came to the New World and was said to have been assassinated by the Oudily Kingdom. Although I heard that it was a surprise..."

He didn't care about fighting before, because the rush of war was the glory of the knight, but now he is afraid of war because he doesn't want to die under firearms.

In his opinion, that is not the knight's way of death, it is the biggest insult to a strong man.

"The teacher once said that true heroic knights are martyrs in the end. They should be killed in front of powerful opponents, and their partners are surrounded by corpses to welcome back to their homeland."

He thought a lot in his heart. He was holding the book in his hand like a treasure, and he was very depressed. "Tomorrow, I recommend this book of historical mythology to others. Even if they don’t like reading, they will definitely fall in love with this book. Reading material and become a big fan of Professor Narcica."

He thought to himself, and suddenly felt a slight movement behind him.

He turned around.

When I saw the book on the table, there was no wind.

Turn page by page.

Above the book, an ultra-small angel with white wings, overlooking the book, said lightly: "Unexpectedly, the mythological species more than a hundred thousand years later, the golden beimon of this era, still remembers the glory of our Mayan civilization. "

This body type...

This wing...

With Nazak’s stunned face, UU reading www.uukanshu.com gradually showed thousands of emotions, joy, excitement, and shock. In the end, the eyes fell into tears unconsciously.

"I...when did I become a crying ghost again." The tall and powerful civilian knight wiped unstoppable tears. "I have made an agreement with Hathaway since I was eight. I absolutely can't cry."

The angel knight, flipping through the books, turned around in surprise. After a few seconds of stunnedness, he laughed softly: "My child, believe in the light."

Believe in the light.

The middle-aged civilian knight cried more suddenly, as if the emotions that had just been seen in history were reopened, and tears continued to flow.

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