"Big Eyes!"

The familiar voice came through the spiritual link, and the surging spirit number in Thoth's eyes was delayed for a moment, and the hand stretched out to the "Enlightener of Civilization" was also frozen in mid-air.

"Big eyes?" Medici continued to shout reluctantly, "Thoth? Little voyeur? Hidden Sage? The Empire's Purple Iris? A righteous gentleman with a pure heart and few desires like boiled water? Solomon's almost, son-in-law? Little Crow's former nanny and current ......"

The tide of cold spiritual numbers receded from Thoth's eyes, and the green tendons jumped in the corners of his forehead.

"Son-in-law, your grandmother has a leg! I'll break your mouth sooner or later!"

As the Hidden Sage's angry curses resounded through the Minoan labyrinth, several extraordinary items with wisdom couldn't help but shudder, and then immediately cleaned up the negative effects of the fangs and claws, and tried to suppress the sense of existence so as not to be affected.

"Oh, I thought you were dead." Medici said in a disapproving, very unbeaten tone.

"If you have something to say, let it go." Thoth gave a dangerous expression, "I'm busy, and if you can't say anything important, I don't mind throwing you a few innocuous spells."

"Yes, very much." Medici said quickly, "I've been dreaming about weird scenes a lot lately."

"Do you need me to recommend a few soothsayers who are good at interpreting dreams?"

"There were some buildings, clothing, ......and vehicles in that dream that I had never seen before," Medici paused, "and a strange kind of square letter, I've seen it in your manuscript."

Thoth was shocked, and he soon realized that Medici was seeing a pre-First Age vision, but he didn't know what that meant.

"It's a bit unusual, and I don't have a clue for a while." He prudently said, "Go talk to Alex, he's so much more accomplished in the occult than I am."

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"Your Majesty the Emperor, according to your orders, the main transportation routes in the provinces have been repaired......

"Your Majesty, the crops in the south and the fertile soil have been scorched by the sun's flames, and without additional subsidies, the local people will definitely not survive this winter......

"Your Majesty, Antigonus is hateful that he has no gratitude for your favor! His heirs are entrenched on the official roads of the Honachis Mountains, which seriously hinders the delivery of supplies......

After the Divine War, Solomon naturally became the most busy man in the empire, and the prayers of various courtiers existed from all directions, and Rao was as proud as the Black Emperor couldn't help but envy the mythical creature form of the mysterious three paths - if he could distinguish a few time worms or spirit worms, then the efficiency of solving official duties would be three times as high as now.

Solomon pressed his eyebrows, picked up the fragrant black tea, and wanted to take a sip, but saw something strange in the red water.

It was a tower.

It towers so high that it even presses the Tower of Babel, which can be called the "sword of the empire", but it is tall and tall, but the style does not belong to any of the current architects, nor does it conform to the asymmetrical aesthetics that is popular in the country - the Black Emperor could not help frowning and looking at it with a critical attitude, only to be surprised to find that the tower was not made of bricks and earth, but made of countless metals! Some of the metal bars form a triangular and square lattice, some make a semi-circular arc, and some form a slender tower...... No matter which point of view, the law is to the extreme. ….

Solomon concluded: the tower must have been of Trenthorst's preferred type.

His gaze followed the smooth body of the tower, all the way up, to the top, and then down—and saw a grotesque scene even more incomprehensible than this one. He saw a series of horizontal and vertical streets, on which strange things ran one after another, countless white houses sat in a row of ants, but they were also dotted with greenery, and in the distance there were some extremely regular, angular and huge rectangles, which refracted the light slightly in the sun......

He couldn't comprehend what was in front of him, and his confusion made him lose his sense of proportion in the real world.

"Kara!"

The fine porcelain was shattered into pieces, and the red tea wet the official documents.

Solomon frowned, and was not angry.

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After emerging from the Minoan labyrinth, Thoth raised the water mirror, and Minerva, who was sleeping in it, opened her eyes, and after a moment of staring at the masculine, her eyes changed from dull to flexible.

Thoth whispered, "Something has been wrong with me lately."

Minerva tilted her head and asked, "What do you say?"

"Just now, I almost couldn't hold back my instinct for aggregation." Thoth pinched his eyebrows, "Although swallowing that 'civilization enlightener' will give me some ability to invent and create, it will also disrupt the original order."

Although the formula for becoming a "demon of knowledge" is theoretically "Hermit" + "Emperor of Knowledge" + "Perfectionist" + "Enlightener of Civilization", Thoth does not feel that he can go straight to the level of true God and ascend from the king of angels to the old days, which sounds a little too reckless.

The aftermath of making that axe remains, and swallowing it rashly adds unnecessary mental burden, and he must wait, and he can only wait, until the end of this epoch, or the beginning of the next, to become one with Minerva—the price he paid for his concern for the battle between the Rose of Redemption and God.

If you think about it, the predicament he faces is the same as that of those in the mysterious three paths—they have weird, complicated abilities that are enough to make Sequence 0 fearful, but they just can't sit on the throne in this era when the gods walk on the ground.

"You ought to remember, you ought to have endured." Minerva scrutinized her masculine side, "But at some point, you lost your self-control and recklessly tried to swallow that trait."

Thoth's lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

"The wilderness of knowledge has begun to affect you, and the most intuitive manifestation of this is to amplify the instinct of aggregation." Minerva whispered, "Though the Lord of Mysteries has erected its walls, its tentacles have entangled us."

"It's bound to haunt us."

Thoth stretched out his hand to cover the water mirror, and Minerva placed his palm opposite Him, "We live by it, and we must be disturbed by it."

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After listening to the narration, the true creator looked at his followers sternly, and the red angel was rarely a little uneasy.

"My loyal Red Angel, now you have to answer me truthfully—have you ever been to Bansey Harbor in nearly a hundred years?"

"Lord! I can feel the temptation, but since you've warned me before, I'm not going to go any closer than that!" ….

In a corner that no one cared about, the writer stared at the red angel kneeling on one knee for a long time, neither sad nor happy.

As the divine aspect of the ancient sun god, he certainly knew that this was a sign that the red angels were under the influence of the city of calamity, and so did Solomon, who learned this when he was counseling the emperor who had seen strange sights many times, except that Medici should have seen the magic capital of China, and Solomon saw Paris in France.

"Lord, I have one thing in mind." The Red Angel suddenly said, "A long time ago, I saw the City of Calamity."

"It was in the midst of the divine war that brought about the 'Cataclysm,' God, wrapped you in the Sea of Chaos to completely take control of your body, and our attack was dissolved by the Sea of Chaos because of the gap in personality, and then Tho unleashed the magic related to the axe-"

"But He said that there must be another quenching fire, and I helped Him, and when my spirit was exhausted, images of natural disasters passed before my eyes, floods, droughts, hail, wildfires...... They merge together and come together into one city."

「……」

The True Creator glanced at Adam without a trace, and shook his head slightly.

"If you see the old city again, you can talk to the hidden," he said in the end, "Fear and worry often come from the unknown, and the more you know, the less you fear."

"If it's just something related to that civilization, it shouldn't hurt you."

In the end, he chose to avoid the important and trivial.

Adam, can you hear me? 】

Someone is calling on His name, the divinity of the Creator

There was a rare ripple in his heart, and he had the impression that even if he took the initiative to be on the same side as humanity, this friend called on him very few times, and more often than not, he always turned his trusting eyes to his other half, eagerly discussing various topics with him.

"I want to ask you for something. 】

[I want you to help me remember a memory.] 】

[I want to understand...... Why did you become a hermit? 】

。./hariot