"The power to fight against Warcraft?"

The city lord looked at this brave man who had been pinned on high hopes in a daze, thinking that he had misheard.

Modea didn't say much, just let the eye demon relieve his mental power.

With the Eye Demon Leader's Eyeball, she also has the ability to communicate with the Eye Demon.

In front of the city lord, a bloodshot eyeball with squirming tentacles appeared in front of him.

"Blame, monster! Warcraft! ”

The city lord grabbed the long sword directly and was about to rush up to fight, but was stopped by Modeya.

"This is the power that can resist Warcraft!"

Modea let the Eye Demon show off its power, an unprecedented system of spiritual power, which shocked the city lord, who was already over half a hundred years old.

Even, in order to let the city lord feel the power of power, Modeya let him feel it himself.

"This power is too chaotic and evil, we can't rely on this power to fight against demonic beasts!"

The city lord, who had experienced countless ups and downs, made a judgment in an instant.

"Uncontrollable forces will not save us, they will only lead us to the abyss."

However, Modeya insisted: "There is no good or evil in power, it only lies in the person who uses it, the heart is towards the light, and even if it is in the dark, it can still bloom the sun." ”

"If you want to defeat the Demon Beast, there will be no way to rely on our current fighting spirit alone."

"Make a decision, Lord Castle."

The castle lord breathed heavily, thinking frantically.

It is as if he is standing at a fork in fate, a seemingly ordinary decision that may lead humanity in a different direction.

As the leader of one of the three major city-states, every decision he makes will change the fate of at least one-third of humanity.

After a long time, he suddenly sat down and said in a hoarse voice: "How can I gain its power." ”

Modea pulled out her dagger and made a cut in the Eye Demon's body, and dark purple blood flowed out, and she put it in a small bottle.

"Blood, drink their blood, fuse their strength, and survive as long as you survive the initial period of rejection."

Modeya's eyes were extremely firm: "We have no way out, the reason why the Warcraft did not attack the city was because they wanted us to surrender, they wanted to enslave the humans, and it was impossible to defeat the Warcraft without paying the price." ”

Both are well aware that this method will definitely kill a lot of people.

But if you don't try, then all of them will become slaves to Warcraft.

Their descendants, their children and grandchildren, will forever be left to prostrate themselves at the feet of those wild beasts, living without dignity.

Individual life and death, in the face of the fate of the race, seem so insignificant.

"The will of the individual cannot override the will of the collective, and death will not be their end, but a stepping stone to progress." Li Qian muttered.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark.

The city lord closed the square city gates, completely blocking the retreat route to escape.

In the central square, bonfires burn and surviving residents gather.

"Warcraft, you want to enslave us!"

"They will trample on our heads, humiliate, trample, and kill us wantonly!"

"But we will never give in!"

"Terran, never be a slave!"

Modea stood on the high platform in the middle, held the bottle in his hand, and roared: "Today we exchange death for strength, and he will survive with strength one day, and the greatest courage is to know death but still die with anger!" ”

"Tomorrow morning, I will take the lead in taking the blood, whether I can defeat the demonic beast and win life for our descendants is up to you."

Everyone looked at her in amazement.

Modya had already told everyone about the danger.

Even if there is an eye demon to help control it, the success rate of fusion will not exceed 30%.

In other words, even if everyone tries, eventually seventy percent of the humans in this city-state will die.

That night, everyone had no sleep.

The next day, countless people ascended the platform and tried to take the blood of the Eye Demon.

They have had enough, and the people around them are constantly dying.

Only by mastering power can you take your destiny into your own hands.

Even though, the process of gaining power requires countless sacrifices.

On this day, it is destined to be a river of blood.

Countless people were strangled by uncontrollable spiritual forces under the rejection reaction, and shattered into flesh and blood all over the ground.

The entire central square seemed to be splashed with red paint, with stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the air was full of the smell of blood, as if it was mixed with blood.

In the end, twelve people stepped on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and while mastering the great power, they also survived.

They are known as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and three of them are the most powerful.

They are Modea, Circe, and Kassandra.

Among them, Modea has the most powerful power and is known as the ancestor of witches.

Kassandra was so talented that after fusing the blood of the Eye Demon, she had mastered some of the powers of prophecy.

As for Circe, it seems that because of the problem of physique, the destructive power of spiritual power is extremely strong, and it can easily tear the demonic beast to pieces.

Under the leadership of these twelve people, with the city-state of Konya as the center, the human race began to launch a counterattack against the Warcraft.

Psychic power is especially useful against strong monsters, and only by using psychic power to charm demonic beasts, human soldiers can start slaughtering.

With the help of the wizards, the beast collapsed almost at the touch of a button, and was soon driven into the dense forest.

At this point, mankind has finally completely ended thousands of years of suffering and gained a new life.

Later generations recorded that the twelve ancestors were so powerful that they brought the gods to save mankind, which was known as the Day of Salvation in history.

And the images of the twelve wizards have also been carved on stone tablets and passed down from generation to generation.

But because the wizard's power is strange and mysterious, and it is full of chaos, no one among the twelve ancestral witches can control this chaos except Modeya.

As a result, they are always away from the crowd and only appear when they are in battle.

Over time, in people's hearts, wizards were gradually cast a mysterious shadow, and chaos, weirdness, and power became synonymous with them.

After driving away the demonic beasts, the lord of the city-state of Konya, who had personally taken the blood of the demon of the eye, launched a war of unification.

At this point, the era of the separation of the three cities came to an end, and the prototype of a centralized society appeared, and the lord of the city asked the ancestor of the witch to decide the name of the country.

Modeya is now a hero who saves the people, unattainable.

Dressed in a mopping witch's robe, she stood at the head of the city, behind whom the former lord of the city and the current lord of the kingdom stood behind her.

"Modeya, it's all because of you." The lord of the country looked at him with a complicated look, "You can give this country a name." ”

Modea pondered for a long time, and finally settled on the name of the new country, Argos.

But this is not the end, but only the beginning.

"It's rudimentary for them to use the power of the Eye Demons......"

Li Qian was a little dissatisfied.