"Predicting the future is predicting the future, but in the end, there are no such exaggerated people in this world who can predict the future."

Erica looked at the pedestrians outside the carriage, they lived in the Hall of the Immortals, and few of them were refreshed, because the danger of the Immortals was very high, coupled with the scarcity of supplies, caused a large number of humans to need to be qualified to survive in the Hall of the Immortals in some special form.

During the day, they need to go to the mines near the Immortal Hall to dig up enough mineral resources, and transport them to an unknown place by themselves to obtain more silver coins to live on, and even to support their families.

Their dirty living environment and clothing are like a completely different group of people from the wizarding world.

But there is no way, as a Maji, you will not be treated anywhere, let alone now.

In the Age of Destruction, more and more people realized that only if they had spiritual power, they could obtain more and more noble resources or identities in this world.

From the universal gold coins, to the fame, and the status of becoming a nobleman everywhere, all those who can use spiritual power or magic and other abilities are called "noble godsends" by themselves, that is, they are blessed with abilities beyond ordinary people.

Whether they want to or not, to be a godsend is to be different, to be superior to others in a way.

It's easy to understand that a person who can do magic is definitely much more useful than someone who can't - and it's true, even before the Age of Destruction, there was no sense of fairness in the social identity of the No-Maj.

It's just that the Age of Destruction is a little better, which means that you won't be killed by magic bullets for no reason......

Well, there are, but not so severely.

In the Age of Destruction, the Heaven-Sent were even more unheard of, and in front of the Maji who had no spiritual power to use, they really, and this is how they showed their superior strength.

In this general social identity, groups that were rapidly divided were born, and within the godsends, hierarchies were born in a way that was extremely universal and acceptable to the general public.

For example, General Panabo's spiritual power level is the Spirit King, while Adjutant Nefret's spiritual power level is the Spirit General, Alexander is the Spirit Master, etc., they all have a huge difference in strength. This kind of strength gap is not simply a lack of unequal strength, but also a variety of differences in basic capabilities.

People who have not received the gift of spiritual power have absolutely different ways of living and the way of obtaining life resources, and there is a huge gap between them and those who have received spiritual power—this is inevitable, and it is also a fact that both groups of them must accept.

Where they live, what they eat, and what offspring they give birth to, all show two completely different growth trends.

However, this has nothing to do with the current three-person squad.

Erica's goal is to be immortal for a thousand years.

The coffin of the god fell from the sky, and Erica could have expected it to appear here, but she did not have the ability to know that the thousand-year-old undead coffin would first appear in the Valley of the Killing Insects.

The limitations of foreseeing the future are no different than any limited abilities.

"With the blessing of the sixth sense, human beings who can predict the future, most of the time, have a kind of post-aware sensory lag, which will lead to the improvement of the advanced synaesthesia ability to predict the future, Nefret, if it is a person who can predict the future, then there is a high probability that there will be this so-called small problem."

Erica looked at the crowd on the street, adults and children alike watching the tall carriage that drove into the residential area of the Immortal Hall.

This is very rare, because most of the people who live in such housing estates are unlikely to be willing to pay for horse-drawn carriages.

This is very rare.

Alexander also looked at the crowd gathered around, and their eyes revealed a desire to plead, begging the "high-level humans" in the carriage to give them food, or more directly gold coins.

If you're kind enough, you're one who will definitely throw them some gold coins, if you have so many gold coins to throw at them.

The hardships of life in the general environment have long forced people who do not know spiritual power into desperation, and every day, hundreds of [unfortunates] - Maj, who are completely different from the [God-given ones], commit suicide.

Because there is no future in their eyes for a long time, perhaps they can be liberated from death than from life, this is their current situation, and they can see the desire at a glance in their barren eyes.

However, no one can change it.

Although before the Age of Destruction...... As princes and nobles, people would not be too rich to give unbridled alms to the begging crowds on the streets.

Now, the poor people in the car are eager for the people in the car to throw away some unwanted food when they step into their living area, unlike the same crowd before the Age of Destruction.

They can leave the Hall of Immortality and seek death in any place.

Outside the Hall of the Immortals, where demonic beasts are rampant, disasters are raging, and plagues are carnivaling, how can anyone really lend a helping hand to so many people.

No, unfortunately, just no.

Because there were people who suffered before, they lived in dire straits, and now there are people who are suffering, and they are also living in dire straits, the only difference may be that there were laws to protect their lives from being innocently bombarded by other godsends, and now, the makers of this kind of law are unable to protect themselves, and most of the godsenders have long lost their awe for human beings and other human beings because of the despair of the general environment, great future, and great future, and the despair of not seeing where the whole human race will go.

For example, they don't care at all about the lives and deaths of those miserable No-Majis.

They couldn't resist anyway.

Of course, this is too extreme, and it is naturally very good for the good-natured godsends, such as Alexander, who really couldn't bear it, and wanted to throw a few silver coins on his body to the unfortunate ones who followed, but he still had a hard time doing it when he watched the huge crowd follow.

A handout of a few silver coins will not save anyone.

"It is conceivable that Nefre, a person with the ability to predict the future, needs something special to liberate her synaesthesia and reach the limit of predicting the future at the level of a spirit general."

Erica closed the window, the residential area they had to go to as a team of three was actually far away from these crowds, and Erica wasn't the kind of person who thought she could save thousands of people by throwing a few silver coins...... Idealist.

No one can go against the times.

The [upper classes] who have the ability to make laws and make the rules of society must also know the suffering of thousands of people at the bottom—they must be able to see and hear.

The question is whether they are willing to see, whether they are willing to hear, whether they are willing to change.

If it is incredibly difficult to deduct one gold coin from the few gold coins they need to spend on three meals a day to give [low-class people] a guarantee, then how much difference is there between hearing and seeing.

Although this was true before the Age of Destruction, it is even more true after the Age of Destruction.

Then don't expect the so-called individual idealists to save the people.

There has never been a shortage of upper-class people in history, and there has never been a shortage of lower-class people, which is also the fundamental reason why history is always in reincarnation and cannot be separated from in endless cycles.

Because the world never seems to have changed, although technology is changing, but the only thing that can change is the so-called technology.

This irony of the social sciences that sounds great is not important at all, because few people can change it.

For it is almost impossible for those who made the law to live forever.

It's basic, but it's true, it's not at all.

"Now that you know my goal, no, our goal is the gold and silver coffin brought by the man known as Simone Massa, then our goal is much clearer, and I can tell you more."

Erica pinned her hair back, revealing her beautiful face.

"Actually, I didn't talk to anyone about it because it sounded incredible, even incomprehensible."

Erica glanced at Alexander and Suna.

Her blue eyes were too beautiful.

As a person who was before the Age of Destruction, she retains a spiritual aura that is unique to people before the Age of Destruction.

This spiritual energy is much more spiritual than any person born in the Age of Destruction. There are many vicissitudes of life.

Alexander also closed the window, his eyes fixed on Erica's eyes, this extremely assertive and hidden captain can be described as having an overly amazing charm.

Suna no longer looked out the window, but the crowd outside the window still prevented her from listening carefully to the captain's speech, she looked at Erica and slowly closed the window.

"You are really, born in a very bad era, and you are only seventeen or eighteen years old, but you can only follow me everywhere in this terrible era."

Erica narrated, the spirit on her face never dissipated, and it felt very strange, as if she would be happy and longing when she remembered the events before the Age of Destruction.

"Speaking of which, I'm only twenty-five, and if it weren't for this conversation, I guess I'd never have told me my real age, and, I never mentioned it, my last name."

Her words piqued the interest of the two men.

As for the things before the Age of Destruction, there are more things to look forward to than the current ones.

Because that's a memory, memories are always in the past, and lost times are a situation that will never exist.

No matter how good it is.

The little mouse on Erica's shoulder sat much more well-behaved.

"My real name is Erica Elizabeth, even though I tell you my name is Erica Niemann. But my last name should still be called Elizabeth. ”

"Elizabeth ......," the two men wondered in unison.

Where have they heard of this surname. Not an ordinary crowd, but, as, a symbol of nobility.

"I was supposed to be the next crown prince of the Duchy of Arlan, and although I can't compete for the throne, I should also be a member of the Elizabeth family."

Erica spoke about her origins.

But that's about it.

"I grew up in Wenti County, the principality city where the demonic energy infection first broke out, my father and mother were incognito because they needed to hide from my uncle, most of the time, we lived like a Maji, we had a small farm in Wenti County, you may never have seen what that kind of self-sufficient farm is like, you have only seen cattle and sheep in the slaughterhouse, but you may never have seen a herd of cattle and sheep that can really run on the ground, and the sun that will appear throughout the summer, Rather, as it is now, the Thunder Dragon obscures space and depletes everything. ”

The dragon of thunder pierced the sky, dark clouds and haze, resounding through the clouds and the world.

"The year I awakened my magical talent, the same year my uncle found my parents, and I still remember my uncle's murderous nature, and that's exactly what happened to me, my magical talent, and we talked about it."

"I never told you that I had an older brother......

"That's not my own brother, one day, I will also wonder, is it fate that something like this is happening now."

"Captain's Brother......"

Xiao Suna lamented the youth of her captain, and the existence of a captain's brother who had never heard of it.

"Your brother......" Alexander opened the window a little more, and the crowd was almost gone, no, it must have entered a special demarcated area, and the crowd eager for alms was stopped at the door.

"My brother is a very complicated person, you haven't met him, and I can't describe him to you, but what he can do must be beyond imagination, because he has a special identity, which makes him have to stand up and change it when this world is most dangerous and worst."

Erica said this, but Alexander and Suna clearly didn't understand.

"It's a long story, and I don't know how to describe it, but the beginning of the so-called Age of Destruction was born because of him, and he is like this, an incredible ...... Person. ”

"Wait, Captain Erica...... I don't understand......" Little Suna clearly had a doubt, but was interrupted by Alexander.

"And where is he now?" Alexander was very interested in getting to know his young captain better.

It is very incredible for a twenty-five-year-old person to have such a powerful ability, although the captain said that his brother is incredible, but as the crown prince, he is so powerful, and it is also even more outrageous, even surprising.

The war between the principality and the empire is almost also recognized as one of the beginnings of the era of destruction.

This question is also relatively rare.

He...... Where did you go......

Named ......

Where did you go......

"I'm saying something you won't believe...... Things ......"

Erica is careless, but it seems that this "thing" is not so exaggerated, or so "the same thing".

"What?" The fiery little mouse joined in.

"It's probably more than you think."

Erica chuckled softly.

"However, after the Age of Destruction, there is nothing that cannot be imagined......"

"My brother, an old god, is lying in the coffin that Simeone gave to General Pannabo."