"The other day, when the Argonian invaded the Imperial Capital, I saw Arthur the Great appear in the streets.

He summoned the Celtic Knights, cleared the wurm for several blocks, and saved many people. ”

"When Britannia needs him again, he's bound to show up." Char said.

Mycroft nodded, and after a moment he continued, "And then?" ”

Char knew what Mycroft wanted to know, and he smiled with a slight tucker in his eyelids.

"It is not so much that I foresaw the disaster of this country in advance, but rather that Britannia itself was about to come in a storm.

The emperor was seriously ill, the nobles were powerful, and there was even a prince who had always coveted the throne.

"If it weren't for him, who would have known that Moser was Arthur, and the fall of the Britannian Empire was all directed by Arthur the Great?" Sherlock said.

"For the sake of the people of this country, he was willing to defile himself and die by the sword of a hero as an evil dragon. For him, it was enough for the people of Britannia to be able to achieve real happiness. Mycroft said in a deep voice.

At the same time, the Duke of Britain was also extremely powerful, and it also merged with the Northern Continent.

Later, the Great Beichen Empire, which also spanned the Eurasian continent, also disintegrated.

Throughout history, there have been many, many such imperial collapses.

All around, with only reinforced concrete walls visible, is an unrenovated storefront in the middle of the underground city.

"What kind of existence is that, you say?" Mycroft asked.

And beyond the gate, it was the street they were on.

And Mycroft also subconsciously followed him, in the eyes of this existence in front of him, Mycroft seemed to see the reversal of time, he saw the most primitive period of the earth.

The Great Mongol Empire, which once spanned the entire Eurasian continent, collapsed.

It was the last voice of presence that came to McCroft's ears.

Mycroft looked at Sherlock with some surprise, "You would say something like that?" ”

"Yes." Rob bowed.

After a moment, Sherlock looked at Mycroft and teased.

Sherlock shook his head, "I've read a lot of books, but I also know that there are always things in this world that we never know. ”

He was silent for a moment and looked at Rob behind him.

Mycroft took a deep breath, detached from the marquee-like memories of the world, his heart trembling slightly, shaken by the vibrancy of the planet's bloom

Char's words continued.

And Sherlock was clearly thinking, too.

He saw dinosaurs galloping across the land, pterosaurs soaring through the sky, and huge sea creatures swimming in the deep sea.

"Rob, remember, when we get back to the archives, we'll record this story about Arthur the Great in the archives."

Char's eyes shone with a faint light, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc that was not obvious, revealing an unpredictable smile.

The tavern they were in just now, the two people they saw, disappeared without a trace.

Britannia is huge.

If the normal course of history is followed, the disintegration of Britannia is actually inevitable. ”

"This country has a great fate with me"

A divine war is about to appear in this world.

"It doesn't seem too bad."

Over time, the face of the planet began to change dramatically. Land rises from the ocean, mountains and rivers begin to form, and oxygen levels in the atmosphere gradually rise. Life has also begun to evolve into more complex forms, from the sea to the land, from the simple to the complex, from the lower to the higher.

When he came back to his senses again, they found themselves standing in a strange place at some point.

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Eastern and Western civilizations converged in this country, becoming one of the few vast empires in the world that can rival the East.

This has been the case since ancient times.

The time of Arthur the Great has long passed since this era, and although the announcement of this secret will cause an uproar, it will not affect the overall stability.

It was the beginning of chaos, the dust and gas of the universe intertwined, quietly nurturing in the endless darkness. Then, a blue planet gradually emerged in the chaos, its surface still a sea of lava and fire, but the seeds of life had been quietly planted.

"When it's all over, we'll look into the matter and look for some convincing evidence." "When all the truth is revealed," McCroft said, "we're going to make this story public." ”

He turned his head to look at Sissi beside him and muttered softly.

"Live well, the era to come will still belong to mankind"

"But we have Arthur." "He gave Britannia at least hundreds of years of life," McCroft said. ”

"So we're here because of fate?" Sherlock asked.

The aristocracy has a heavy army in their hands and wantonly exploits the people at the bottom.

Char stared at Mycroft.

Char smiled, "I'm a very casual person, and I don't mind giving me some help when fate comes to me." ”

His mind was reminded of the last thing he had seen in Char's eyes, carefully recalling his last words, and a moment of thoughtfulness flashed in his eyes.

However, throughout the history of life, when civilization is facing destruction, it is usually a small life that survives.

And human beings are the creatures who sing in the darkness."

However, this world will no longer be the world of the gods.

However, life's journey is not all smooth sailing. He saw disaster after disaster befall the planet, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, tsunamis, ice ages, each of which brought about the loss of countless lives.

But with every destruction comes new life and hope. He saw life reborn in destruction, finding a way out of a desperate situation, and building a new civilization from the ruins.

Chaos is inevitable.

It will bring destruction, but it will also bring hope for rebirth"

Your ancestors, Helang Monique, are in fact the epitome of that era.

"In this era, human beings are actually like ants to the gods, and even to the vast majority of life in this world.

"The gods who have slumbered in the past will once again come to this world.

There was a faint glint in his eyes.

Everything that just happened was like a long, illusory dream.

Countless lives and civilizations were born and destroyed, and reborn in destruction.

But when Mycroft's eyes met Sherlock's, he knew that none of this was a dream.

But when this vast empire weakens, it is bound to be coveted by the surrounding countries.

He saw the oldest single-celled organisms born in the blazing ocean, tiny and fragile, but full of life.

This is due to the fact that there were no particularly powerful civilizations on the American continent at that time.

"But for us, we must give the heroes of this country, a historical justice."

He took a deep breath and looked at the crowd of people sitting outside who had taken refuge, his eyes deep and whispered.

"But there's a lot more to come." (End of chapter)