"But more of these creatures are approaching us!"

Someone roared, looking into the distance of the black swamp, and more big-eyed tentacle monsters were approaching.

These small species are crawling slowly with sticky tentacles.

Despite their ridiculously slow movements, their eerie powers are terrifying to the extreme, once surrounded by these big eyeballs.....

"Even if you pay the price of death, you have to kill one!"

Medea took the initiative to lift the stone spear, transformed into the fiercest warrior of the tribe, and rushed straight forward.

Boom!!!

With just a spear, accompanied by a sharp and hoarse scream like a baby's cry, the big fragile eyes quickly exploded, and the fishy smell reached the sky, and it turned into a disgusting sticky juice that exploded and splashed densely on Medea's face.

"Take it away!" she held up the viscous tentacles of the corpse with one hand, turned her head quickly, and when she came back to her senses, she was surrounded by seven or eight evil eyes, and she couldn't help but look miserable.

"Follow me, kill out!"

It was a very tragic battle.

The tribe's powerful hunting party of nearly thirty people basically died.

They could have escaped, but because they delayed their escape, they were surrounded by terrifying creatures, and in the end, only three survivors escaped this terrible demonic swamp that seemed to be cursed by death.

"All dead. ”

Medea, a wise woman who was extremely strong, couldn't help but cry.

She looked at the two last warriors beside her and knew what that meant.

Over the years, the brave tribesmen have basically died in search of food and hunting giant beasts, and the tribe of nearly 1,000 people has only 100 strong men left, and the rest are more than 900 old, weak, sick and disabled, and now they have lost a third....

They are almost facing the fate of extinction.

"However, sooner or later, our race will die, and it is a matter of time before it is better to give it a go. Medea took a deep breath and looked at the corpse of the evil eyer, "I hope that the evil blood of this creature, which has been bought at a great price, can be useful..."

Over the years, countless people have tried to fuse the blood of various powerful giant beasts, hoping to have the power of the Hero King and protect the tribe like Gilgamesh.

But with the exception of the "blood of power" granted by the gods to unknown creatures, all of them died, as if only the blood of special creatures was possible.

"Perhaps, the blood of these special filthy and evil creatures can become the blood of another kind of power..."

By the time Medea returned to the tribe with the few men left, her father was in a state of collapse.

"Are you crazy?Do you know what you're doing!!"

A middle-aged sturdy giant, dressed in a black animal skin, gasped for breath on a high animal skin chair.

"I'm not crazy. In the tribal tent, Medea took a deep breath in the face of her father's angry shouts, "We have no way out, instead of waiting for death, it is better for us to fight to the death, and a second Gilgamesh will appear again, the king of heroes, to guide our civilization to glory, this is the only way for our intelligent species not to be extinct!"

"That's impossible. ”

The leader shook his head slowly, and said bitterly: "Only the blood of the legendary gods, the blood of strength, can bring us great power, not to mention this disgusting monster, sticky, disgusting, and brutal, even if we succeed in possessing such disgusting power, the gods will punish us..."

"There is no good or evil in power. ”

Medea's voice became low and hoarse, and she looked at her old father who was sitting on a high place,

"With the blood of bright and great power, it is also possible to go to the tyrant, wield the holy sword of civilization, and challenge the almighty god.... And with the terrifying power of the shadows, if you keep a good heart, you can't protect people.

It's a monster, it's completely different from other monsters! it's weak, even weaker than us, but it has incredible power, if we can have the same power as it..."

"You, Medea, are so bold!!"

The leader was silent, gasping for breath, as if pondering this bold thought.

His decision will affect the rise and fall of entire civilizations and races.

Whew!

He closed his eyes slightly, gasping for breath, it would be a terrifying decision more important than his own death.

He suddenly lowered his head, looked at his stubborn daughter below, wailed in a low voice, choked and hoarsely said: "However, we don't have enough people to test and integrate new blood." ”

In the past two hundred years, if they reproduce normally, they may not be the only ones left, and they are the leaders who are brave and resourceful from generation to generation, and they are not willing to be wiped out, so that the young people of the tribe try to integrate into the blood of new giant beasts.

In each of their generations, there are people who die desperately and die in endless pain.

These generations of martyrs, written as the history of the bloody death of the rise of the tribe, led to the sparse population, but still has not risen.

Medea took a deep breath, "Yes, we Babylonian tribes don't have enough strong men to test, they still have to protect us, but we have enough old and weak women and children, all these years, it has been men who have protected women, and this time, it is the turn of women to come forward and try this blood." ”

Medea was silent and said in a low voice: "Moreover, if a large number of women die, we will have less burden, and it may not be impossible to shrink the population.... This time, let's let the women of our tribe come and die. ”

Brush!!

In an instant, the tent fell silent.

Half a day later, in the high places of the tribe, a blazing torch was burning, and Medea was gathering the people of the entire tribe.

"If, we don't want to perish!"

"If, we want to restore the glory of the Sumerians!"

"If, we hope that there will be a great next-generation hero king to lead the civilization of the intelligent race!"

The great heroic king, Gilgamesh, once said that the history of man's struggle against nature is a history of courage and praise, and this is the reason why he ordered the historian to record history..... And today, history, will record our courage on this day!"

Medea gasped heavily, stood on the high platform and roared, looking at the old and weak women and children below the tribe:

"Tomorrow, early in the morning, we want you to come for the tribe!

The woman below, holding her child in her arms, was silent.

Everyone knows that there is basically no chance of survival.

On this night, countless women in the tribe, saying goodbye to their husbands, children and crying, resolutely chose the test.

After countless days and months, they have had enough, their husbands are dead, their fathers are dead, their sons will die in the future, what are they left with?

They were left with themselves.

There is no one who can protect them anymore, and the only one who can protect them is himself.

This day is destined to be soaked in blood and cruelty.

Countless women resolutely stepped out, trying to contain the blood of the evil eye, and more than 400 corpses were strewn all over the field, and there were painful and hideous corpses piled up everywhere.

The blood was not compatible with his own blood, but in the end, there were three women who survived, including Medea, and two others named Sersi and Kassandra.

The three of them were permanently frozen on the ancient stone wall.

In the picture on the Babylonian mural, in the pool of blood of countless women, only three strong women bathed in blood stood on top of the endless corpses, surrounded by three people, holding a huge burning torch in their hands together, this scene was inlaid in the Babylonian historical mural, and later generations called this sacred ancient mural "Three Witches".

They have passed the flame of civilization.

History is engraved in the murals, writing the history of the rise of human tribes and civilizations, and the great courage to fight against nature and beasts!

A painful death was followed by a rebirth, and for some time to come, these three great and resolute women, who led the tribe's civilization anew, began to possess a strange spiritual power, powerful and sensitive, mysterious and evil, like an evil eye.

They gradually gained the ability to barely resist the behemoths, and they used their spirits to interfere with the behemoths in the rear, allowing the warriors with stone axes to fight in the front.

Their strong mental power also makes them often unable to control their mental fluctuations, and even when they are happy with men, they inadvertently collapse the other party's mental impact due to excitement and kill each other.

Therefore they were all chaste daughters.

They are unsociable with men, lonely, proud, and even unapproachable.

With a strong sense of pride and mission, Medea leads her tribes in war, armed with wooden canes, resists behemoths, and goes out hunting for food.

Kassandra was easy-going and gentle, she loved to lead her women in herding, planting herbs, healing people, and fighting diseases.

Sersi is an exception, she was a married woman, and she had sex with her husband and killed her husband unintentionally, but she was extremely desired, she had a man, she knew the marrow, it was difficult to control the loneliness of the long night, and secretly continued to be like an evil eye as spiritual charm, seducing the strong men in the tribe in the middle of the night, vaguely came to her room, and was happy with her, indulged and cheerful, but couldn't help it, often killing each other with high emotions.

In the tribe, the mysterious deaths of frequent males began to appear.

People secretly cursed Sercy, but Sersi silently held a grudge, and secretly, began to curse those men who resisted her with mental power, causing them to have splitting headaches, black eyes, and thinning hair.

Serthy the Witch, who began to become synonymous with evil and terror in the tribe.

Even the other two could not be dissuaded, nor could they join forces to kill her, because her strength was needed to protect the tribe.

Due to Sercy's tyranny, the status of women has also become exalted, and the three of them are gradually feared by the warriors in the tribe, and are called witches by the tribe people, symbolizing strength, evil, mystery, unknown, fear, and omnipotence.

On this day, the tribe entered the age of sorcerers ruled by women.

The Spear of the Witch records:

[The tribe of Babylon, plagued by beasts, scarcity of men, women obeyed the blood of the evil eye, and the great three witches, the war witch Medea, appeared to be in charge of the war and glory of disorder. Curse the sorceress Sersi, who rules the nature of chaos and the curse. Kassandra, the witch of spring, is in charge of occult medicine and herding. 】