Shepherding Humanity

　　 "But more of these creatures are approaching us!"

　　 Someone roared, looking far into the black swamp, more monsters with big eyes and tentacles were approaching.

　　 These weak species are crawling slowly with thick tentacles.

　　Although their movements are ridiculously slow, their strange power is terrible to the extreme, once surrounded by these big eyes...

　　 "Even if you pay the price of death, you must kill one!"

　　 Medea took the initiative to raise the stone spear, transformed into the most brave warrior of the tribe, and rushed straight up.

　　嘭! ! !

Just a spear, accompanied by a sharp, hoarse scream like a baby crying, the fragile big eyeballs exploded quickly, and the smell was soaring into the sky, it turned into a burst of disgusting sticky juice, densely spattered on the face of Medea .

　　 "Take it away!" She held up the sticky tentacle of the corpse with one hand, quickly turned her head, and then recovered, she was surrounded by seven or eight evil eyes, and she couldn't help but look miserable.

　　 "Follow me, kill it!"

　　 This is a very tragic fight.

　　The powerful hunting team of nearly 30 people from the tribe basically died.

　　 They obviously can escape, but because of the delay of the escape time, they are surrounded by horrible creatures. In the end, there are only three survivors who escaped this terrible demon swamp as if cursed by death.

　　 "All are dead."

　　Medea, a strong and extremely intelligent woman, could not help crying and crying.

　　 She looked at the two last warriors around her and knew what it meant.

Over the years, the brave tribal men have basically died in search of food and hunting behemoths. The tribe of nearly a thousand people has only one hundred strong males, the rest are old and weak, and now they have lost one third. ....

　　 They are almost facing the fate of extinction.

"However, our race will die sooner or later. It's a matter of time. It's better to let go." Medea took a deep breath and looked at the corpse of the evil eye monster. "I hope this corpse will be exchanged for a huge price. , Its evil blood can be useful..."

　　 Over the years, countless people have tried to integrate the blood of various powerful giant beasts, hoping to have the power of the hero king like Gilgamesh to protect the tribe.

　　 Except for the "blood of power" granted by God to unknown creatures, all died, as if only the blood of special creatures was possible.

　　 "Perhaps, the blood of these special dirty evil creatures can become the blood of another kind of power..."

　　When Medea returned to the tribe with only a few people left, her father had fallen into collapse.

　　 "Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing!!!"

　　Middle-aged and powerful man, dressed in black animal skin, was breathing heavily on the high animal chair.

"I'm not crazy." In the tribe's tent, Medea took a deep breath in the face of his father's anger, "We have no escape route. Instead of waiting for death, we fight hard to die, and the second Gilgamesh appears again. The king of heroes guides our civilization to glory. This is the only way for us to grow wise and not extinct!"

"That is impossible."

The leader shook his head slowly and said bitterly: "Only the blood of the god, the blood of power, can bring us great power, not to mention this disgusting monster, viscous, disgusting, brutal, we Even if you have such a disgusting power, God will punish us..."

　　 "Strength, there is no distinction between good and evil."

　　Media's voice became low and hoarse, looking at the old father who was sitting high,

　　 "With blood of great power, it may also go to a tyrant, wield the sacred sword of civilization, and challenge the **** of omnipotence... And with the terrible power of darkness, if you maintain good heart, you might not be able to protect people.

　　 This monster is completely different from other monsters! It is weak, even weaker than us, but has incredible power, if we can have the same power as it..."

　　 "You, Medea, so bold!!"

　　 The leader was silent, gasping for breath, as if thinking of this bold idea.

His decision will affect the rise and fall of the entire civilization and ethnicity. Once, his grandfather Utana Pizmu rescued hundreds of people from the Noah’s Ark and reproduced again. Now, from the fire of civilization in him The handover, the moment he became the leader, he swore to heaven that his race could not be cut off in his hand, even if he sacrificed his life.

　　 He clearly understands that the power of any individual is irrelevant in the face of the survival of the race.

　　Hoooo!

　　 He closed his eyes slightly and gasped for a long time, which would be a more terrifying decision than his own death.

　　 He looked down suddenly, looked at his stubborn daughter below, whispered, and choked hoarsely: "However, we don't have enough people to test the integration of new blood."

　　 In the past two hundred years, if they multiply normally, these forces may not be left. They are the leaders who have been courageous and unwilling to perish from generation to generation, and let the young people of the tribe try to integrate into the new giant blood.

　　Every generation of them, some people die irrespective of their bodies and die in endless suffering.

　　 These generations of martyrs, written as the **** death history of the rise of the tribe, only led to sparse population, but it has not yet risen.

Medea took a deep breath, "Yes, our Babylonian tribe has no enough strong men to test, they still want to protect us, but we have enough old and weak women and children, these years, men have been protecting women, this time, it is their turn The woman came forward."

　　 Medea was silent and lowly said: "And, if a woman dies a large film, our burden will be less, and shrinking the population may not be impossible... this time, let our tribe women die."

brush! !

　　In an instant, the tent was silent.

　　 Half a day later, in the high place of the tribe, a flaming torch was burning, and Medea was convening the people of the entire tribe.

　　 "If we don't want to go to extinction!"

　　 "If, we hope to restore the glory of Sumerians!"

　　 "If, we hope that the great next generation hero king will lead the civilization of wisdom!"

"Death cannot crush our arms and destroy our spine! The great hero king, Gilgamesh once said that the history of human resistance to nature is the history of courage and praise, which is the history of his life history officer. The reason... and today, history will record our courage of the day!" Medea stood heavily at the platform and croaked, looking at the old weak women and children below the tribe:

　　 "Tomorrow, early in the morning, we hope you will come for the tribe! The praise of mankind is the praise of courage!"

　　 The women below, holding the weak children in their arms to silence.

　　Everyone knows that basically nine lives and no life is possible.

　　 But most women in the tribe are sleepless all night.

　　Countless women in the tribe said goodbye to their husbands and children silently, and after crying, they decided to choose the test.

　　 After countless days and months, they have had enough, their husband is dead, their father is dead, their son will die in the future, what are they left?

　　 They left themselves.

　　 No one can protect them, and only they can protect them.

　　 This day, destined to be impregnated with blood and cruelty, countless women came out resolutely, trying to contain the blood of evil eyes, full of more than four hundred human corpses traversing the field, all over the place are painful and terrible corpses piled up.

　　 That blood is not compatible with his own blood, but finally survived, there were three women, including Medea, and two others named Circe and Cassandra.

　　The three of them were permanently fixed on the ancient stone wall.

In the pictures above the Babylon murals, in the painful pool of countless women, only three strong women bathed in blood standing on the endless corpses, surrounded by three people, together holding a huge burning torch in their hands, this One scene was inscribed in the Babylonian historical murals, and this sacred ancient mural is called "Three Witches" in later generations.

　　 They handed over the fire of civilization.

　　History is engraved in the mural, which describes the history of the rise of civilization of human tribes, the great courage to fight against nature and the beast!

After the painful death is the rebirth. In the coming period, these three great and persistent women have reintroduced the tribal civilization. They begin to possess a strange spiritual power, strong and keen spirit, mysterious and evil, like evil Fair eyes.

　　 They gradually possessed the ability to resist the giant beast. They interfered with the spirit with the spirit in the rear, and let the warrior with the stone axe face the front.

　　 Their strong mental power also makes them often unable to control their own spiritual fluctuations. Even when men are happy, they accidentally collapse the other party's mental shock and kill the other party due to excitement and excitement.

　　 Therefore, they are all chaste daughters.

　　 They can't get along with men, they are lonely, arrogant, and even no one is close.

　　 Medea has a strong sense of glory and mission, UU reading www. uukanshu.com led the tribe to wage war, holding wooden crutches, resisting giant beasts, and going out to hunt for food.

　　Kassandra's easy-going and gentle character likes calm. She likes to lead women to graze, plant herbs, save people and fight against diseases.

Circe is an exception. She was a married woman, and she accidentally killed her husband with her husband, but she has a strong desire. She has a man’s knowledge of the food, and it is difficult to control the long night of loneliness. Spiritual charm like evil eyes seduce the strong men in the tribe in the middle of the night, vaguely came to her room, and she was happy with her, indulgence and cheerfulness, but could not bear it, often killing the other party with exuberant emotions.

In the 　　 tribe, the mysterious death of regular males began to appear.

　　 People secretly cursed Circe, but Circe silently hated, secretly, began to curse those men who resisted her mentally, causing them to have headaches, dark eyes, and thin hair.

　　Witch Circe, she began to become synonymous with evil and terror in the tribe.

　　 Even the other two discouraged them from being able to kill her, as they needed her power to protect the tribe.

Gradually, due to the tyranny of Circe, women's status gradually became lofty. The three of them were gradually feared by the warriors in the tribe, and became witches by the tribe people, symbolizing power, evil, mystery, unknown, fear, and omnipotence.

From this day on, the tribe entered the era of wizards ruled by women.

　　 "Spear of Witch" records:

　　 [Babylonian tribe, suffering from animal disasters, sparse males, women in the blood of evil eyes, the emergence of the great three witches, the war witch Medea, in charge of chaotic war and glory. Curse the witch Circe, in charge of chaotic nature and curse. Cassandra, the witch of spring, is in charge of the medicine and grazing of occultism. 】