Chapter 32: Chapter 28
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11 years in Babylon.
Because of the death of the witch, the tribe is boiling, the men panic, and the fear of being dominated by the witch erupted!
"Run away! This is not Babylon, hell!"
"The times have changed. The era of the heroic king Gilgamesh has passed, and now it is the female terror witch, the dark age dominated!"
They frantically want to escape from the tribe, preferring to survive under the domination of the beast species, living alone, rather than living in such a terrible tribe, living in the shadow of the witch's strange power.
"Cersi, don't forgive!"
Medea and Kassandra were staring at the tribe, and their anger was burning. They appeased the warriors in the tribe, and had a big fight with Circe. They even shot directly angry.
They are also completely intolerable.
Over the years, there have been four witches, no longer lacking the power to protect the tribe, so they decided to take action to suppress Circe, but after the war, they were shocked to find that Circe had been secretly much stronger than them in these years.
Two people can work together to suppress her.
It seems that compared with the two kind witches, they usually suppress their emotions and desires.The evil witch Circe, however indulgently indulges his own spirit and desire, but can make the spiritual power stronger.
At this moment.
It has been 16 years since Babylon.
The seemingly calm three witches, the three great Babylonian patron saints, the three sisters bathing in the bath, the conversation was very happy, in fact, the current was surging, and after five years, Circe had reached an unfathomable level, the two joined forces, I'm afraid I can only barely contend with it.
"How? Two sisters, don't you really want to try it?"
Circe's fair-armed arms were still gently flicking the splashes, and looked at the two tenderly. "Instead of suppressing, or indulging your desires, it is the spiritual way to cultivate and grow better as a witch."
Medea soaked in the spring water, smiling and trying to persuade her with words: "No, Circe, I don't think this method is right. If we join you, what will the tribe become?"
Circe’s beautiful and charming face reveals serious thoughts and immediately plans a blueprint for a bright future. “We will re-rule the entire Babylonian tribe. The women are responsible for defending the tribe. Then the men are responsible for reproduction and the offspring. Every month, I will enjoy several brave men regularly. Although they can only be one-off, they will let them die in the wonderful taste of joy."
"This is tyranny."
Medea whispered: "Like the heroic king Gilgamesh, the brutal and rebellious Sumerian, it was barbarism, not civilization, this is not what wisdom should do...you know Was the great hero king back to record the role of history?"
"What is the role of history?" Circe asked with a smile.
"The role of history is to understand the greatness and hardship of our predecessors in resisting nature, but also to let us understand the path explored by our predecessors and thus go on the right path. This is barbarism, not civilization. You are letting us move towards the Sumerians Old road."
Medea said: "Are you not afraid, will we usher in the second flood of the World Extermination again?"
"I..."
Circe flashed a look of panic.
The stronger she is, the more terrified she feels.
She is just now able to kill the Ara monster easily. Compared to the powerful hero king in the record, she is hundreds of times weaker, even to challenge the great existence of the Fenba monster. Perish...
Circe was short of breath, and then a slight pause, suddenly laughing out loud.
Hahahaha!
She smiled in the waterhole, her beautiful white body was so thrilling,
"Poof! Sister, don't lie to me. I don't try to provoke the Creator. I won't destroy other species and ecology. Even if tyranny is our internal fighting, shouldn't I ignore me?"
Circe immediately smiled proudly, "Your spiritual progress has been too slow over the past few years, and even less than one-third of my. My cultivation method is the fastest, the most chic and the happiest, Whatever the life and death of a man?"
Medea immediately retorted, throwing a sound, "Your cultivation method is too evil, it is a branch of the road, we must find out the correct method of witch spirit cultivation."
Circe froze, and his face gradually calmed down. "Since I can't convince you, I can only force my hands and force you to practice."
Her face gradually became complicated, "I never thought of killing you, and I could be with me for a long time. There were never only our three sisters, we were the only one of you, and you soon realized that your sister's choice was right Yes, for your good, I will fall in love with it and understand my hardship as long as you embark on my path."
boom!
Circe's face gradually became cold, and an extremely cold and eerie spirit spread from her, and the ripples of the surrounding water rolled away, "Let me come and force you to accept men!!!"
"You are so strong!"
Medea and Cassandra's faces changed.
"Do it!"
At this time, four new beautiful witches appeared next to the waterhole. They were dressed in exquisite animal skins, holding black wooden canes, and wearing a ring of flowers. Obviously, Medea had already prepared, and planned to unite all the existing witches Force, defeating the incredibly evil wicked witch Tirse because of taking the evil path...it is impossible to let her go.
Boom!
"Everyone, how about the joint force—"
Circe's violent will suddenly rose.
Under the shock of the terrifying spirit, the snow-white water splashes in the water pool spread violently and violently. Several fishes were shocked to float on the water surface, and the white of the fish belly
"This is the power of the witch?"
At this moment, a sudden and gentle voice came.
It was a bizarre creature that had never been seen before. A black feathered three-eyed mysterious crow. It had long been unknown when he stood quietly on the lush trees and looked at them all.
"Who!"
The witches' minds thundered.
This place is surrounded by the spirit of the witch. Medea and Kassandra, who pay most attention to their chastity, no foolish and horny tribal men can sneak in here, peeping at the consequences of their three bathing, forcibly approaching, It must be a headache.
But now...
boom!
For a time, all the witches present, including Circe, started to work together at the same time, and the strong spiritual shock gathered in one place, intending to work together to kill this unstable existence.
They are too decisive and intend to wipe out the unknown first.
This converging spiritual force is too violent, evil and weird, and even the most terrifying beast will die instantly.But at this time, it seemed to fall into the quagmire, and there was no sound on the three-eyed black crow.
"how is this possible!?"
For a time, all the witches looked at this black three-eyed crow standing on the lush trees with thirst and hoarse.
"This is the power of meditation."
Xu Zhi stood at the branch and said.
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11 years in Babylon.
Because of the death of the witch, the tribe is boiling, the men panic, and the fear of being dominated by the witch erupted!
"Run away! This is not Babylon, hell!"
"The times have changed. The era of the heroic king Gilgamesh has passed, and now it is the female terror witch, the dark age dominated!"
They frantically want to escape from the tribe, preferring to survive under the domination of the beast species, living alone, rather than living in such a terrible tribe, living in the shadow of the witch's strange power.
"Cersi, don't forgive!"
Medea and Kassandra were staring at the tribe, and their anger was burning. They appeased the warriors in the tribe, and had a big fight with Circe. They even shot directly angry.
They are also completely intolerable.
Over the years, there have been four witches, no longer lacking the power to protect the tribe, so they decided to take action to suppress Circe, but after the war, they were shocked to find that Circe had been secretly much stronger than them in these years.
Two people can work together to suppress her.
It seems that compared with the two kind witches, they usually suppress their emotions and desires.The evil witch Circe, however indulgently indulges his own spirit and desire, but can make the spiritual power stronger.
At this moment.
It has been 16 years since Babylon.
The seemingly calm three witches, the three great Babylonian patron saints, the three sisters bathing in the bath, the conversation was very happy, in fact, the current was surging, and after five years, Circe had reached an unfathomable level, the two joined forces, I'm afraid I can only barely contend with it.
"How? Two sisters, don't you really want to try it?"
Circe's fair-armed arms were still gently flicking the splashes, and looked at the two tenderly. "Instead of suppressing, or indulging your desires, it is the spiritual way to cultivate and grow better as a witch."
Medea soaked in the spring water, smiling and trying to persuade her with words: "No, Circe, I don't think this method is right. If we join you, what will the tribe become?"
Circe’s beautiful and charming face reveals serious thoughts and immediately plans a blueprint for a bright future. “We will re-rule the entire Babylonian tribe. The women are responsible for defending the tribe. Then the men are responsible for reproduction and the offspring. Every month, I will enjoy several brave men regularly. Although they can only be one-off, they will let them die in the wonderful taste of joy."
"This is tyranny."
Medea whispered: "Like the heroic king Gilgamesh, the brutal and rebellious Sumerian, it was barbarism, not civilization, this is not what wisdom should do...you know Was the great hero king back to record the role of history?"
"What is the role of history?" Circe asked with a smile.
"The role of history is to understand the greatness and hardship of our predecessors in resisting nature, but also to let us understand the path explored by our predecessors and thus go on the right path. This is barbarism, not civilization. You are letting us move towards the Sumerians Old road."
Medea said: "Are you not afraid, will we usher in the second flood of the World Extermination again?"
"I..."
Circe flashed a look of panic.
The stronger she is, the more terrified she feels.
She is just now able to kill the Ara monster easily. Compared to the powerful hero king in the record, she is hundreds of times weaker, even to challenge the great existence of the Fenba monster. Perish...
Circe was short of breath, and then a slight pause, suddenly laughing out loud.
Hahahaha!
She smiled in the waterhole, her beautiful white body was so thrilling,
"Poof! Sister, don't lie to me. I don't try to provoke the Creator. I won't destroy other species and ecology. Even if tyranny is our internal fighting, shouldn't I ignore me?"
Circe immediately smiled proudly, "Your spiritual progress has been too slow over the past few years, and even less than one-third of my. My cultivation method is the fastest, the most chic and the happiest, Whatever the life and death of a man?"
Medea immediately retorted, throwing a sound, "Your cultivation method is too evil, it is a branch of the road, we must find out the correct method of witch spirit cultivation."
Circe froze, and his face gradually calmed down. "Since I can't convince you, I can only force my hands and force you to practice."
Her face gradually became complicated, "I never thought of killing you, and I could be with me for a long time. There were never only our three sisters, we were the only one of you, and you soon realized that your sister's choice was right Yes, for your good, I will fall in love with it and understand my hardship as long as you embark on my path."
boom!
Circe's face gradually became cold, and an extremely cold and eerie spirit spread from her, and the ripples of the surrounding water rolled away, "Let me come and force you to accept men!!!"
"You are so strong!"
Medea and Cassandra's faces changed.
"Do it!"
At this time, four new beautiful witches appeared next to the waterhole. They were dressed in exquisite animal skins, holding black wooden canes, and wearing a ring of flowers. Obviously, Medea had already prepared, and planned to unite all the existing witches Force, defeating the incredibly evil wicked witch Tirse because of taking the evil path...it is impossible to let her go.
Boom!
"Everyone, how about the joint force—"
Circe's violent will suddenly rose.
Under the shock of the terrifying spirit, the snow-white water splashes in the water pool spread violently and violently. Several fishes were shocked to float on the water surface, and the white of the fish belly
"This is the power of the witch?"
At this moment, a sudden and gentle voice came.
It was a bizarre creature that had never been seen before. A black feathered three-eyed mysterious crow. It had long been unknown when he stood quietly on the lush trees and looked at them all.
"Who!"
The witches' minds thundered.
This place is surrounded by the spirit of the witch. Medea and Kassandra, who pay most attention to their chastity, no foolish and horny tribal men can sneak in here, peeping at the consequences of their three bathing, forcibly approaching, It must be a headache.
But now...
boom!
For a time, all the witches present, including Circe, started to work together at the same time, and the strong spiritual shock gathered in one place, intending to work together to kill this unstable existence.
They are too decisive and intend to wipe out the unknown first.
This converging spiritual force is too violent, evil and weird, and even the most terrifying beast will die instantly.But at this time, it seemed to fall into the quagmire, and there was no sound on the three-eyed black crow.
"how is this possible!?"
For a time, all the witches looked at this black three-eyed crow standing on the lush trees with thirst and hoarse.
"This is the power of meditation."
Xu Zhi stood at the branch and said.
11 years in Babylon.Because of the death of the witch, the tribe is boiling, the men panic, and the fear of being dominated by the witch erupted!"Run away! This is not Babylon, hell!""The times have changed. The era of the heroic king Gilgamesh has passed, and now it is the female terror witch, the dark age dominated!"They frantically want to escape from the tribe, preferring to survive under the domination of the beast species, living alone, rather than living in such a terrible tribe, living in the shadow of the witch's strange power."Cersi, don't forgive!"Medea and Kassandra were staring at the tribe, and their anger was burning. They appeased the warriors in the tribe, and had a big fight with Circe. They even shot directly angry.They are also completely intolerable.Over the years, there have been four witches, no longer lacking the power to protect the tribe, so they decided to take action to suppress Circe, but after the war, they were shocked to find that Circe had been secretly much stronger than them in these years.Two people can work together to suppress her.It seems that compared with the two kind witches, they usually suppress their emotions and desires.The evil witch Circe, however indulgently indulges his own spirit and desire, but can make the spiritual power stronger.At this moment.It has been 16 years since Babylon.The seemingly calm three witches, the three great Babylonian patron saints, the three sisters bathing in the bath, the conversation was very happy, in fact, the current was surging, and after five years, Circe had reached an unfathomable level, the two joined forces, I'm afraid I can only barely contend with it."How? Two sisters, don't you really want to try it?"Circe's fair-armed arms were still gently flicking the splashes, and looked at the two tenderly. "Instead of suppressing, or indulging your desires, it is the spiritual way to cultivate and grow better as a witch."Medea soaked in the spring water, smiling and trying to persuade her with words: "No, Circe, I don't think this method is right. If we join you, what will the tribe become?"Circe's beautiful and charming face reveals serious thoughts and immediately plans a blueprint for a bright future. We will re-rule the entire Babylonian tribe. The women are responsible for defending the tribe. Then the men are responsible for reproduction and the offspring. Every month, I will enjoy several brave men regularly. Although they can only be one-off, they will let them die in the wonderful taste of joy.""This is tyranny."Medea whispered: "Like the heroic king Gilgamesh, the brutal and rebellious Sumerian, it was barbarism, not civilization, this is not what wisdom should do...you know Was the great hero king back to record the role of history?""What is the role of history?" Circe asked with a smile."The role of history is to understand the greatness and hardship of our predecessors in resisting nature, but also to let us understand the path explored by our predecessors and thus go on the right path. This is barbarism, not civilization. You are letting us move towards the Sumerians Old road."Medea said: "Are you not afraid, will we usher in the second flood of the World Extermination again?""I..."Circe flashed a look of panic.The stronger she is, the more terrified she feels.She is just now able to kill the Ara monster easily. Compared to the powerful hero king in the record, she is hundreds of times weaker, even to challenge the great existence of the Fenba monster. Perish...Circe was short of breath, and then a slight pause, suddenly laughing out loud.Hahahaha!She smiled in the waterhole, her beautiful white body was so thrilling,"Poof! Sister, don't lie to me. I don't try to provoke the Creator. I won't destroy other species and ecology. Even if tyranny is our internal fighting, shouldn't I ignore me?"Circe immediately smiled proudly, "Your spiritual progress has been too slow over the past few years, and even less than one-third of my. My cultivation method is the fastest, the most chic and the happiest, Whatever the life and death of a man?"Medea immediately retorted, throwing a sound, "Your cultivation method is too evil, it is a branch of the road, we must find out the correct method of witch spirit cultivation."Circe froze, and his face gradually calmed down. "Since I can't convince you, I can only force my hands and force you to practice."Her face gradually became complicated, "I never thought of killing you, and I could be with me for a long time. There were never only our three sisters, we were the only one of you, and you soon realized that your sister's choice was right Yes, for your good, I will fall in love with it and understand my hardship as long as you embark on my path."boom!Circe's face gradually became cold, and an extremely cold and eerie spirit spread from her, and the ripples of the surrounding water rolled away, "Let me come and force you to accept men!!!""You are so strong!"Medea and Cassandra's faces changed."Do it!"At this time, four new beautiful witches appeared next to the waterhole. They were dressed in exquisite animal skins, holding black wooden canes, and wearing a ring of flowers. Obviously, Medea had already prepared, and planned to unite all the existing witches Force, defeating the incredibly evil wicked witch Tirse because of taking the evil path...it is impossible to let her go.Boom!"Everyone, how about the joint force"Circe's violent will suddenly rose.Under the shock of the terrifying spirit, the snow-white water splashes in the water pool spread violently and violently. Several fishes were shocked to float on the water surface, and the white of the fish belly"This is the power of the witch?"At this moment, a sudden and gentle voice came.It was a bizarre creature that had never been seen before. A black feathered three-eyed mysterious crow. It had long been unknown when he stood quietly on the lush trees and looked at them all."Who!"The witches' minds thundered.This place is surrounded by the spirit of the witch. Medea and Kassandra, who pay most attention to their chastity, no foolish and horny tribal men can sneak in here, peeping at the consequences of their three bathing, forcibly approaching, It must be a headache.But now...boom!For a time, all the witches present, including Circe, started to work together at the same time, and the strong spiritual shock gathered in one place, intending to work together to kill this unstable existence.They are too decisive and intend to wipe out the unknown first.This converging spiritual force is too violent, evil and weird, and even the most terrifying beast will die instantly.But at this time, it seemed to fall into the quagmire, and there was no sound on the three-eyed black crow."how is this possible!?"For a time, all the witches looked at this black three-eyed crow standing on the lush trees with thirst and hoarse."This is the power of meditation."Xu Zhi stood at the branch and said.
