"It is impossible to verify whether the four ancient gods actually appeared in the 138th year of the ancient ephemeris, but the original establishment of magic technology was indeed established during that time period, and it is not for nothing that the great historian of the United Nations, Tobias Santman, calls the history before the gods appeared the age of barbarism. ”

On a modern street, a group walks outside a river guardrail, and a young woman wearing a portable amplified headset steps back and explains something to the others.

"Tobias Santman focuses on everything in the Wild Age, including the once glorious Knights of the Apocalypse and the long-extinct group of Warlocks, he always knows something that is difficult for us to understand, and at the same time, he has been certified by the United Nations to publish articles that are very credible, and I believe everyone has heard of his name, so the discussion of the time of the appearance of magic technology on the magic network is really just some gossip - the truth has long been determined. ”

"Let's talk about the 138th year of the ancient ephemeris - this time period is obviously unusual, the mysterious disappearance of Alan Chrissy, known as the father of magic technology, is a great loss for the entire human race, we all know that Alan Klisch's unnamed magical biography is one of the core forces that promoted the evolution of the entire ancient civilization to modern civilization, but it is only an unfinished fragment, if that biography is complete, then we..."

The female guide was interrupted before she could finish speaking, it was a brown-haired young man, who was looking at her with questioning questions at this time: "Is he really missing?"

"What?" the female guide was a little puzzled by his glare.

"I mean, are you sure he's missing?"

Seeing his sarcastic look, the others couldn't help but whisper.

"He seems to be another proponent of conversionism. ”

In fact, I support their argument that the evidence for conversion seems plausible. ”

"Makes sense, aren't you kidding?"

......

The tour guide didn't know how to speak, but someone took over the conversation in her place, it was a middle-aged man with glasses, he stroked his glasses, looked at the young man and frowned: " According to historical records, Alan Chrisch is indeed missing, and his disappearance even caused the great turmoil in the bay thousands of years ago, and we can still find a little clue of this turmoil from the ruins of the ancient city, so this is undeniable, although there are many wild histories with different records, but the time span is very exaggerated, obviously a historical figure in the ancient imperial period, but appeared in the giant Filar Kingdom in the age of magic steam, do you really think he lived for more than 700 years?"

To this, the young man retorted: "Alan Chrissy is a great immortal, there is a lot of evidence to prove this, and it is also mentioned in the memoirs of the Son of Dawn that he existed in the world in another form, and even entered the eternal dream of the Son of Dawn, so why not live for more than 700 years?"

The middle-aged man with glasses sneered: "Her Majesty the great Joan Samuel did mention this, but there is evidence that she often falls into wild fantasies, and her views are not credible. ”

Hearing this, the young man said disdainfully, "Your evidence can't be that you are talking about the Book of Truth of the Elemental Sect, don't you know that their Ark plan to steal the fundamental elements of the world and then escape from the world was led by the Children of Dawn to foil?"

"The Elemental Sect's Book of Truth is certainly not credible, but there are similar records in the public documents of the Druids and the Holy Light Cult, and as two major organizations with the same roots as the Children of Dawn, their documents are highly credible. ”

"So you've forgotten what they call His Majesty Alan Chrissy?"

“....”

The middle-aged man with glasses was speechless, and he found that he was going around and around, and he actually got himself in, which made him a little embarrassed for a while.

Druids and the Cult of Light do not serve gods, but it has been said that if they were willing to believe in gods, then this god would not be the four gods of the Barbarian Age, nor the ancient demon gods, or even the first legendary gods of Atastesic, but Alan Klisch, the great being who walked on the earth.

A manuscript has influenced the world, and countless drawings and inventions that transcend the ages can prove his talent, and Alan Klisch's influence on the world is unprecedented.

As organizations originating from biographical content, the two major sects are naturally touted to the fullest, and it is difficult to find in their documents anything unfavorable about the Great Being.

But there are praises and belittlements, and as their political enemies, the Hog-Oates Consortium, the world's largest magical academy, have always denied Alan Chrissy's achievements.

Hog-Oates School of Witchcraft and Wizardry first appeared in Reef City during the Ancient Empire, and although it was founded with the shadow of Alan Klisch, who made him "disappear" not long after?

And the most profound in the academy is the elemental faction, because of the children of the dawn, they don't have a good impression of the existence of Alan Chlich, so there are also a lot of counterarguments, and the middle-aged man with glasses didn't take long to think of dealing with the brown-haired young man's words, and started a new round of competition.

An old man sitting on a public chair on the side of the road moved his gaze as the tour group moved, and finally, he took out his personal magic crystal terminal, opened a chat program, and slowly typed with a finger Zen.

Because he is new to this new thing, his typing speed is very slow, and the number of words can be saved.

"Blow you, again. The minimalist message was sent, and within five minutes, a reply came in.

"You're boring...... Healed from the injuries you suffered from the last exorcism?"

"Greasing, passing by. The old man looked emotional, but after waiting for a long time and not continuing to reply, he couldn't help but pop out the input method program again, and typed word by word: "You Mary?

Someone next to the public seat accidentally saw this information out of the corner of his eye, and turned his head to look at the old man with surprise, thinking that he was so old and could still scold people, and he wanted to persuade him, but he was not familiar with it, and finally he could only shake his head and be speechless.

The old man didn't pay attention to what the people around him thought, he was now looking at a new message from the magic crystal terminal in annoyance.

"Oh my God, it's not the New Year, is it? Why are you going to Cui again? You have to find my eldest brother for this, he's the boss, right?"

"That idiot, don't count on it!"

"Why can't you count on him, let him carve ten or eight for you?"

"Get out!"

Angrily put away the personal terminal, the old man walked away with the soy sauce bottle with an angry expression, muttering as he walked.

"You can't beat him by bullying me?