Just a bottle of poison, a dagger, and the death of an old man brought the order to slaughter the villages and towns; And this order brought about the beginning of civil strife.

Gradually, the war spread out and covered the whole country. Then the flames of war spread to neighboring countries.

In the end, there is no corner that will be able to find peace and survive this chaotic catastrophe.

- Just like the chaos that the Seven Sky Islands are facing now.

"Strictly speaking, it's not a war between the 'Church and the Mage Tower'. It's a war between the Mage Tower and all the anti-mage factions - the Church is only the biggest, and the only one that lasts."

Hua Touch looked at the sea outside the window and sighed, "In fact, Babel's views on this war are also different.

"Because we're all from different line-ups. And our consensus is that we need to do everything we can to prevent this war that should not exist."

"And what about you, Flower Touch?"

Russell turned his head and looked at the elf girl beside him, "Which side are you from?"

"I'm not like them," Hana said, "and I think this war is destined to come.

"Because the fuse that triggered the war, although it was the death of the old man that brought the church into conflict with the mage, it was only a report from the Association of Pharmacists. But in reality, what really led to the Shari'ah war was the long-standing grievances and the long-awaited fire of innovation.

"The contradiction between the side that 'hopes for the end of the age of mages' and the side who does everything in their power to preserve the age of mages is becoming more and more contradictory. Even if there is no pharmacist association, there will always be some other association; Without this old man, there will always be another old lady; Without these young people, there are other old people; Not in that year, it will be the next.

"We can't stop this from happening. This is the tide of the times."

The delicate face of the flower touch was like a doll—it was the first time she had said something so serious, how to fit her scholarly status, rather than the frivolous words that had been full of evil taste before.

"And in the end, the intensification of war is also predestined and inevitable. The mages are unusually resolute and will not back down; And there is no room for the church to retreat, as long as they are defeated, they will be completely wiped out. The Church, in its inevitable decline, has finally used the nuclear weapons they have unearthed from ancient ruins. The battered Mage Tower has finally gone mad - since the members of the Church hidden in the folk are difficult to distinguish, and almost all the people are inclined to the side of the Church, they simply began to use large-scale spells to directly attack civilians who did not want to enter the Mage Tower.

"These civilians who enter the control of the Mage Tower are considered a kind of hostage. It was used to counter the Church's nuclear strikes, and at the same time it was a monopoly on goods and labor—it was a scorched-earth tactic. In order to cut off the Church's ability to obtain food and other resources, the mages cast curses on the original cultivated and forested areas.

"The land is poisoned and dried up, and there is no longer a single weed in the grassland. The forest is full of poisonous swamps, the trees have become deformed and poisonous, and even mosquitoes, snakes and ants have been strengthened and carry deadly viruses. The church was forced to eat ant bread and soil for a living, so they were forced to withdraw from the land and retreat to the sea. At least the ocean wasn't cursed and there wasn't too much radiation.

"And the Church retaliated - they still dropped nuclear weapons on the Mage Tower. There are only a dozen or so high-profile mage towers that can survive a nuclear strike, but they can't shelter civilians outside the mage towers. And with the death of civilians in large numbers, the mages are also trapped inside the mage tower.

"With both sides no longer avoiding civilians, the war has suddenly entered another level of intensity. People used to be able to go about their lives as usual, but since then, almost everyone has been forcibly displaced, fleeing their homes – or being silently destroyed by unknown means.

"Like, this kind of 'polite flying machine, which has not been used since the middle of the war. From then on, their aim was only 'to destroy one another,'

It sounds like a painful memory."

"Yes. It was a pain that words could not describe

Bitter."

"All my relatives and friends have disappeared or died in that war. It may have been a blessing to die in the war, because the plague and famine that followed were even more terrifying.

"Hungry people eat at each other, and those who have helped them up to this day betray each other. Doubt and pain swept across the land, everyone regretted their previous position, almost everyone regretted the camp they chose, no one did not have hatred and curses in their hearts, and those who shed blood and tears knew that they had no way back - all they could do was victory."

The flight is still low-flying, and the land is already close at hand.

The deep blue sea is calm, and the lush forest can be seen from afar on the land.

And when their aircraft flew closer, Russell could see the deep ravines carved into the earth like terrible scars.

Those lands are gray.

Lost color, but also lost life.

Covering a range of several kilometers, it resembles a burn scar on the human body. And the forests avoid them, because they can't grow from those "scars". When viewed from above, the forest, which was still full of life, was as ugly as the hair left on the head of a middle-aged man with alopecia areata.

"Sometimes, I think.

"Maybe the world I love has been destroyed since then. Out of that destroyed civilization is not a flower, perhaps an ugly sore."

The sound of the flower touch gently sounding is like a broadcast of background music.

Or Russell in Alice's form shook his fingers with the flowers. Her hands are very cold, reminiscent of jelly.

"-Look."

At this moment, Russell suddenly pointed to the earth: "Is that a gathering place for human beings?"

It was a tiny village deep in a very small number of gathered forests. Smoke rises slowly, and medieval-like wooden and stone houses are scattered in the cramped living space. 「

"It must have been a sinner banished to the earth, or a runaway miner. Or maybe it's the natives of the earth, who knows."

Flower Touch glanced at it a little seriously, but she didn't have any interest.

"I mean," Russell whispered, "look at them, there's nothing beyond that narrow gathering point, it's dead land. There are no animals in the forest, and there are monsters roaming outside."

"That's Radfur and Chimera."

The bottom of the flower's pupils was full of mockery: "The monster that appeared due to the radiation of the church and the curse of the mage... Some of them are beasts, and some of them are humans." "Yes. Whatever it is - there are always people alive, aren't they?

"They don't even see hope, but they are still tenaciously living. They are not barely surviving, but they know the difficulties and pains of life, and they still choose to live seriously.

"Because to live is to hope, and to continue is to be everything—because to live is better than to die."

Russell's voice fell, and the aircraft crossed the mountain.

Flower Touch's eyes widened suddenly.

After flying over this mountain, the scattered human gathering places suddenly increased.

Not one or two... It's a dozen, more than twenty.

There are not many people in each of the gathering places, and the technology in all the gathering places is not developed. There were no mass gatherings in villages and towns, but they were still alive. And they are all alive and well, and life has entered the normal.

Some children pointed to low-altitude flying machines, some fled back to their humble houses in fear, and some shouted as hard as they could.

In the evening. Dusk is approaching. Smoke curled up.

They are still alive on earth, and they are still trying to continue the human civilization of the Earth Age.