The wind was blowing, the sky outside the window was dark, and the rolling clouds were like a sea in a storm, surging like a tide.

Charlotte, dressed in black animal skins, sat in front of the campfire, holding a wooden cup filled with hot water in both hands, and listened to Hafdan explain everything about the country.

This is the northern part of the continent of Miria, a kingdom called the Land of the Towers.

The rulers of the kingdom are beings who are revered as the Apocalypse.

Possessing godly beauty and transcendent powers, they came here from a distant land of divine grace in the terrifying and chaotic Age of the Divine Fall.

In the oral story of the old people in northern Xinjiang, the apocalypse came to Miria like a savior.

They defeated the evil old gods, built towers in the wilderness, enlightened civilization, and brought new life to the northerners who were struggling in the wind and snow.

Since the erection of the central tower, the Apocalypse has ruled the northern frontier for more than 400 years, and the day the Chosen One defeated the old gods and established the tower, it was called the first year of the Apocalypse by the northern people.

The first year of the Apocalypse inaugurates the Age of the Apocalypse, and the Apocalypse is a symbol of authority and sacredness in the Tower Nation!

Charlotte listened quietly as Hafdan recounted the history of the Tower Nation.

In the eyes of this hunter, all she saw was yearning and awe for the Apocalypse.

Especially when it comes to the mythical power at the hands of the Apocalypse, the fear and longing for the "mythical power" is almost overflowing.

"Mr. Hafdan, you ...... Seems quite an apocalypse? You say I look a lot like them? Can you talk about it specifically? ”

Charlotte asked quietly.

Hafdan nodded and said:

"Oh, of course, the Apocalypse is very similar to us Beimin in appearance, but their skin is more delicate and smooth, like flowing milk, they hardly age, they don't die, they live far longer than us mortals, and the power they master is that they can easily defeat all the beasts......"

"Without them, I'm afraid the Northland would still be under the ravages of brute beasts, and without them, I don't know how many northern people would have died under the ice storm of the old gods and the claws of brute beasts......"

"Oh, by the way, the most striking symbol of the Apocalypse is their pair of pointed ears, which are said to be the proof of the descendants of Artemis, the goddess of the moon, the great and only true god, the ears of the gods that symbolize nobility and divine grace!"

"Poof......

Hearing this, Charlotte, who was sending hot water to her mouth, spewed out directly.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

She coughed violently and looked at Hafdan with a strange gaze:

"Pointy ears...... And Artemis, the goddess of the moon? ”

"That's right, do you remember something?"

Hafdan asked.

Charlotte's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked quietly:

"When you say Apocalypse, do you mean elves?"

"Elves?"

Hafdan was stunned, his face dazed.

"No, nothing."

Charlotte shook her head.

However, her heart was not as calm as she appeared......

Artemis, the goddess of the moon!

This god Charlotte is no stranger, and she knows that the traditional god of the elven clan is the moon god Artemis, who has read many classics in Miria in the year she has traveled!

Combined with the history of the Tower Country mentioned by Halfdan, and the records of various continental histories that she had read well this year, Charlotte suddenly had an extremely absurd guess:

Could it be that I woke up and traveled thousands of years ago?

This ridiculous speculation is not without reason.

Although there are many different historical records handed down by various races and churches in the Miriaa continent, and there are obvious records of glorification and conflict with each other's gods, on the whole, there are still some specific periods in history that are recognized by various races.

The most mainstream historians in the Miria continent believe that the history of Miria starts with the appearance of elves, and can be roughly divided into "elven era", "mythological era", "blood moon era" and "sacred era".

In the oldest Elven Age, the Elves came to the New World from the Old World for unknown reasons, and named the New World Miria.

In Elvish, it means "new world".

They established a splendid elven civilization and directly contributed to the awakening of the old gods who had been sleeping across Miria, leading to the beginning of the Age of Mythology.

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In the Age of Mythology, a war broke out between the elves and the old gods, and in the midst of the war, a new god ascended to the throne......

Eventually, the brilliant elven culture declined in the war, and the rising new gods broke out into a chaotic god war that lasted for hundreds of years......

In order to win the war, the gods shared their authority with mortals, and so far...... The transcendent began to appear.

In the end, Artemis, the goddess of the moon, who led the elves to Miria, the ancestor of the bloodline, the King of the Night, and the sea king Oshennas won the final victory and gained the dominance of the gods.

Artemis, the goddess of the moon, was victorious, but she was disheartened by the decline of the elves and chose to escape from the world.

The Bloodline's ancestors, the King of the Night, and the Sea King Oshennas, controlled the continent and the seas of Miria, respectively.

The sea, home to the Leviathan monsters, rules the seas and is destined to be far from civilization, while the continent is the true center of the world.

With the domination of the continent, the bloodline has risen to prominence, and the era of the Blood Moon, which has lasted for nearly a thousand years in Miria, has begun.

And then there is the disappearance of the Bloodline Ancestor, the civil strife of the Bloodline gods, the awakening and rise of the creator god Harald, and the holy war that lasts for thousands of years......

The ancient creator god resurrected and suppressed all enemies with his mighty power, completely unifying the entire continent.

The gods went into hiding, and Miria ushered in the era of human rule under the leadership of the divine court.

Until today......

These historical records are extremely rare and ancient.

Even Charlotte was collected from everywhere by relying on the heritage of the Castells family and the energy of Sebas.

Charlotte can't vouch for the true history, but at least...... It is the closest history to the truth recognized by mainstream Miria's scholars.

Since the elves set foot on Miria three thousand years ago, too many myths have been born here, and too many myths have fallen, and civilization has been born and destroyed in three thousand years, and destruction has been born, and each reincarnation represents the eternal burial of a history, facts and truths, sometimes even the gods may not be able to tell......

And at this moment, combined with Halfdan's various tellings, Charlotte has a bold and crazy guess in her heart:

Could it be that when I woke up, I traveled to the intertwined period of the elven era and the mythological era after the elven race set foot on Miria, two or three thousand years ago in history?!