Death as the End of Life
After waiting for so long, it was only now that Xu Zhi was ready to incorporate the first gene.
He had skipped Gilgash’s genes because he did not want that kind of re brute force. It was powerful, far more powerful than the power of the witches at their current stage, but it was relatively monotonous and not very practical.
Sorcery, on the other hand, was different. He was really looking forward to possessing such a bizarre spiritual power.
In particular, the unique ability of the Evil Eye to charm others would be of great use in modern society.
He clearly understood that the current power of the witches was far inferior to Gilgash’s, but its diversified potential for future developnt was far greater than his.
A chanical voice ca from the Insecta Nest mind.
“Do you want to incorporate the Evil Eye genes?”
“Yes!”
Xu Zhi took a deep breath and looked grave.
A chanical voice ca from the Insecta Nest mind.
“Incorporation in progress. Please get ready!”
Xu Zhi did not hesitate and returned to his bed, only to feel an excruciating pain starting to work its way through him.
What was unntionable though, was how the player, Racer of Mount Haruna, whom he had scoffed at, really made a great contribution.
He had evolved this creature, the Evil Eye, in the sandbox, which in turn beca a cornerstone of the civilization of transcendent witches. With the genes of the Evil Eye, the witches created all kinds of witchcraft and spiritual ditation thods.
It could even beco a useful tentacle for Circe, the witch in charge of chaos and curses, for self-consolation when she had to satisfy her lustful desires. It was multi-functional and extrely useful.
And now, Xu Zhi had incorporated the genes of this Evil Eye species into his body.
“The Racer of Mount Haruna” had indeed pathed the way for a whole new era of civilization. Xu Zhi was already considering striking out the past records of events where that player had offended him from his little notebook.
It was a success.
It was a full half hour before Xu Zhi silently stood up. He was feeling exceptionally powerful, and even sowhat violent.
The adjustnts that were made to his genetic strand were as follows:
1. Human genes (cancer cells)
2. Evil Eye genes
3. Empty
4. Empty
5. Empty
…
“So this is the side effect of the Evil Eye genes? Where one can’t help but feel the ergence of a dark emotional side.”
Xu Zhi silently steadied his mind, feeling that the situation was getting sowhat problematic. He could not help but feel all kinds of dark thoughts appearing in his mind: killing, doing evil, indulging his desires, pouring everything out were what he was thinking of.
He sowhat understood what Circe was feeling.
There was an intense fire rising from his lower body now, and every ti he saw a female, he would find it a struggle to keep his desires under control.
Then Xu Zhi forced himself to settle down and began to practice the ditation thod created by the Three Witches.
“Beginning Level of ditation and Rudints of Sorcery.”
He crossed his legs and sat still on the bed. Then he took a deep breath and began to enter a ditative state so as to feel his psychic power. He fumbled around for a while but the few attempts he made were to no avail. None of them were successful.
He simply did not understand the reason for his failures, so he could only lant in silence!
What should he do?
Without the guidance of a witch, there was no way he could master this.
The new-born witches who survived the initiation ritual for witches had received guidance from the three witches themselves. But he could only fumble and experint about by himself. He did not dare to enter the sandbox to ask the three witches, so he could only feel sowhat helpless as he laughed bitterly.
“I will have to master it secretly.”
And then, he gritted his teeth and went on studying the ditation thod. And after half a day, he had barely managed to succeed in achieving the beginner level.
After cultivating, he noticed that the psychic power that he received from the three mass extinctions and the deaths of countless creatures, had boosted his psychic power to such an extre level that it was frightening. With such an amazing foundation, he felt as though he was progressing very quickly, like he could traverse a thousand miles a day.
“At this rate, in less than three days, I’ll almost be at the level of an apprentice sorcerer according to their way of classification. I can start learning the simplest kinds of magic spells.”
He could sense this in silence and finally breathed a sigh of relief. In his mind, he was silently rejoicing as he told himself, “It won’t be long before I truly beco a wizard, the first wizard in the real world!”
In reality, ordinary people couldn’t cultivate themselves to gain powers.
After all, they did not have the corresponding genes. It was probably only because Xu Zhi had incorporated the specially evolved Evil Eye genes that he could embark on this path.
Now, he, a farr in his orchard, was exploring the path of cultivating himself to sothing extraordinary… The sandbox world was a great testing ground. The players would be his guinea pigs and open up so paths for him to experint with. When they achieved success, he would just follow in their footsteps and cultivate himself.
How powerful he would beco was really yet to be seen or known. But the future was destined to be glorious.
“On Earth, there has never been a cultivation system or transcendent power. I’ll just have to evolve them in the sandbox world that I have created in this orchard of my yard, step by step.”
He organized his thoughts and reviewed the plans he made for developnt. “Next, I will take the opportunity to introduce so transcendent species and completely perfect the sorcerer civilization in this sandbox world.”
Now, just one Evil Eye creature that a single player nad “Racer of Mount Haruna” evolved could develop into so many surprises. What would happen if more transcendent species appeared?
What was going to appear? He was really looking forward to it!
The next morning, at six o’clock, Xu Zhi took a look at the large sandbox. More than another fifty years had passed, and there had been an outburst of events in the sandbox, evoking a sowhat complicated expression on Xu Zhi’s face. He felt that sothing was not quite right.
Babylon Kingdom, year 146.
The two great guardian goddesses of Babylon found traces of Circe’s evil cult in the depths of the Balchik Mountains. They mobilized the entire nation in an attack against Circe and attempted to eradicate her cult. However, both sides were greatly weakened after the war.
Babylon Kingdom, year 154.
Cassandra’s ecstatic voice was first heard coming from the Palace of Babylon and it drifted out to the mountains and rivers.
“So that’s it! So that’s what it is!! This is the amazing reaction and equal displacent process when fusion has occurred. This is the Truth! One quality satisfies another, one quality is the bane of another, and one elent dominates another!”
Cassandra, the Witch of Spring, was in charge of the developnt of occult dicine and herding practices. Together with the Babylonian court witches, she had led the group in developing many dicinal theories and finally, she found the initial prototype of alchemy.
She developed a kind of “Witch Compatibility Elixir”, which significantly reduced the repulsion between the Evil Eye genes and that of the humans, lowering mortality rates, and thus, more witches appeared. This led to a period where there was a complete outbreak of witches in the Babylon Kingdom, and this period was known as the “Pri of the Witches” throughout history.
Babylon Kingdom, year 167.
The two witches learned of Circe’s whereabouts and headed out to kill her. But it was a wild goose chase, and they returned without accomplishing anything.
In the sa year, the two witches began to show symptoms of aging. They were greatly shocked.
Babylon Kingdom, year 171.
Cassandra followed what was recorded in the ancient epic “The Genesis” and successfully recreated the potion of longevity that was developed by Gilgash’s order, thus prolonging their lives.
Babylon Kingdom, year 198.
The youth of the two great witches had eroded over ti. At this point in ti, they were two hundred and forty-three years old, and their end drew near.
In the grand and magnificent palace of Babylon.
A black carriage drawn by two ferocious and majestic Alla beasts ca to a stop on a huge flat stone plaza. Dim golden sunlight fell upon two beautiful won who were descending from the carriage. They held staffs made of ancient wood in their hands and still looked as young and beautiful as ever.
This was youth that was preserved by sorcery, but it was not enough to save them from the fate of decline and fall.
On the grand, majestic flat stone plaza, there was a temple built by the Babylon Kingdom to commorate and honor the God of Wisdom, Hers. The statue of Hers depicted a magnificent and perfect man without a face, and on the statue’s shoulder, there was a black, three-eyed crow that was looking into the distance.
Next to it were ancient stone walls that bore records of history.
The great rcury, a god from heaven incarnated as a black, bizarre crow with three eyes. He had a conversation with the people on Earth and conferred the Babylonian people with wisdom in the form of the triple knowledge of ditation, alchemy and sorcery. The God of Wisdom was later known as Hers Trisgistos and Thoth the God, otherwise known as rcury.
“Oh, great God of Wisdom, rcury, we have co to see you again.”
The two legendary witches who had opened up a new era stopped before the temple. They were about to et their end soon, and their eyes were filled with tears.
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