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Six hundred years cannot be said to be vicissitudes, but it is enough to make those once powerful countries become ancient legends. And now, in the days when there is no magic and no fantasy, the continent has once again returned to the age of muscle and steel, and the glory of alchemy has gone away, and it has become the stories that children hear before going to bed—under the new religious pardon, these stories about the old advanced dream age are forbidden, that is, they are just little stories before children's bedtime, and they have long been passed on absurdly.

Although the topography of the land has changed drastically, the outline of the entire land has not changed much. New nations have risen above the land, most of which have nothing to do with the old ruined kingdoms, and even the way they are named has changed - names such as the Land of the White Eagle and the Land of the Lion have become commonly used by the countries of the continent today. Some countries such as the Belken Empire, the Kingdom of Barland, and the Kingdom of Bourbon have long been incomplete historical documents, and as for the new countries such as the Kingdom of Remiret, there is no record in the historical documents, and they have become such hidden countries.

Due to the displacement of the world, the evil nature of the nascent world consciousness in the netherworld, the world was shrouded in darkness - although the sky was bright and cheerful, the atmosphere of the whole world was dark and heavy. The new religion that has emerged in the last 600 years claims to be light, but it hides a deep darkness, slaughtering the remaining alchemists and rare dark monsters in the name of blasphemy. But the Inquisition's greatest achievement was the killing of many infidels and blasphemers and non-believers in the world. Some Destiny Stones began to circulate. These egg-shaped stones with strange and distorted facial features are guided by inevitable fate to the real "masters", and they are destined to use tragedy to make these people communicate between the present world and the netherworld, turning pieces of territory into nightmares, and then leaving behind "apostles" hidden in the crowd on the earth.

In 600 years, the population of the continent has finally recovered to hundreds of millions, but the class division and oppression of the country are more severe than 600 years ago or even a thousand years ago, and the people here do not know that there is still the kind of almost civic life in the past in this world, and the modern society of the earth in the great magic alchemy period has directly returned to the semi-slave and semi-feudal era of the European Middle Ages.

Six hundred years. Wars, rebellions, uprisings and repressions of all kinds are emerging, and this is a turbulent world. Mercenaries have never been as easy to earn a living as they are now, nor have they been so worthless as they are now, they grow like weeds, and they are harvested like weeds at will.

Remiret is now completely independent and the people of the island have lost all contact with the mainland, and they still retain the alchemical magic life of 600 years ago - the unique magical preservation of Remiret Island makes these things work. The magic industry established six hundred years ago still retains a lot, although it is completely incomparable with the big industries of the past, but the civilian alchemy technology also retains a lot of small workshops and small factories. Since the population of Remiret has not grown for hundreds of years. So these small factories or something are just to survive, and they haven't developed much. Six hundred years. The population of the port city has slowly grown to more than 10,000 people, but since there are no dangerous large monsters nearby, the lives of these more than 10,000 people are quite rich - if it weren't for the low reproduction rate effect unique to Remiret, it might have become a metropolis of millions and billions.

The same is true for elven villages and centaur tribes, with more than 3,000 elves and more than 6,000 centaurs and more than 1,000 humans and beasts being all developed in the past 600 years, and finally barely maintaining the balance of the population without negative growth. And the dragons have also woken up a few times in the past six hundred years, and have communicated with the outside world a few times - by the time of four hundred years ago, they had completely formed the habit of sleeping in turns, and thousands of dragons were always awakened at any time. Zhou Zhongmou was still asleep, six hundred years had passed, because no dragon dared to enter the Holy Land, Zhou Zhongmou's body had fallen with dust, and the vines around him had already become extremely strong and old dead vines, and those huge leaves and petals had already withered.

Inside the black tower, the black beast snorted, its fur shaking, indicating that it was about to wake up. Soon, Zhou Zhongmou began to shake his head, his claws began to move, and after a long lazy waist, this guy opened his eyes that had not been opened for six hundred years. As he moved his body, the dead vines around him collapsed. While Zhou Zhongmou looked at the pile of dead vines, his pupils suddenly narrowed. He saw a skeleton

Behind the skeleton were connected vines, withered vines. Without thinking too much, Zhou Zhongmou knew who it was for the first time. A loud roar rang out from the black tower, a roar of grief and rage that sent the monsters on the edge fleeing frantically. Zhou Zhongmou didn't know why he was angry, his sadness was mixed with uncontrollable anger. "Who am I angry about, and who am I angry about?!" The red eyes were followed by a golden glow, and the huge beast suddenly turned into an explosive state, but he was very careful to protect the skeleton. Anger and ignorance arose from himself, and the huge sadness almost made Zhou Zhongmou completely lose his mind. For thousands of years, Misha has always been with him, although he said that he was an adulterer and an adulteress, but in his heart, this woman who had been with him for so many years had already been regarded by Zhou Zhongmou as his other half. Inexplicably, before he lost his mind, he remembered the girl who had been captured by the minotaur and the giant in the ruins

A loud roar with a shockwave turned into a whimper that had never been heard before, and for the first time since the crossing, tears flowed from the eyes of the pitch-black beast, and for the first time, remorse consumed his heart and reason—he knew that Misha had always wanted some kind of ritual, and he knew that she wanted a child. But as an earthling, he knew early on that it was impossible to produce offspring with the creatures of this world, but there was no problem with one ritual and one ritual. Zhou Zhongmou did not restore his human form, he was punishing himself with such an attitude. Just as the golden light aura on his body became more and more intense and more violent, a ray of light pulled him to another place.

"Calm down, for the sake of coming out of one place. You can't just self-destruct. There is no immortal person in the world, she is not a being like you and me, and when the time comes, she will have to accept her fate, which is nothing to say. And even if it's you, it's not eternal, why do you think she's dead from the point of view of the earth?" In front of the huge beast, an even larger and more gorgeous strange bird looked at this guy with its head down, a little sympathy. (The novel "From now on, I am no longer a pig" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)