A group with a social form similar to that of the Shapeshifters, but with distinct social classes, in which those in higher positions have almost absolute power over those below them.
In ancient times, they even had the custom of large-scale communal eating - the superiors deceived the inferiors, believing that they would coexist with them, but in fact they were eaten.
Kal'tsit looked at the girl who had great trust in the real dragon, and a terrible chill swirled in her heart.
Did the True Dragon implant the genes of this tribe into Amiya's body in order to control Amiya? !
"You know, what are you talking about?"
She asked tentatively.
"I am helping Your Highness to build a unified world. If it is unified, there will be no war."
The girl's eyes became more determined.
She could understand Dr. Kal'tsit's fear.
The significance and power of the Black Crown are so enormous that its circulation can almost directly affect the direction of the world.
Normally speaking, I really shouldn't mention this matter.
However, the longer she lived in the human world, the more she could feel the... fragmentation of the Terra world.
In that broken world, wanting people to live a stable and prosperous life is simply a dream.
If it weren't for the chance encounter that Your Highness had, and the power to change, perhaps the history of Terra would have been a cycle of nightmares.
Your Highness has already drawn up a future that changes the world and broken that damn cycle of reincarnation, so let’s do it for everyone.
She wants to use the crown to speed up the progress of the world!
"Amiya, unity sometimes doesn't lead to good things."
However, those words did make the lynx on the opposite side sigh.
Is it because of this?
She seemed to understand Amiya's feelings.
Unification seems to be just around the corner.
But in Terra, a continent with an excellent matching mechanism, good things often don't happen - she is almost vomiting from the stories of the Demon Empire and the rule of the gods.
She didn't know what kind of order the dragon desired.
If a tyrant were to ascend the throne, it would be a catastrophe.
also--
Even a wise king can hardly change the world.
——In that land where blood is inherited, strength and power will be inherited, but talent and character will not.
By then, the world will soon give rise to a new demon empire.
Five groups of shield guards can slaughter a team of knights.
Four Inner Guards can sweep through a settlement.
Three Wendigos can conquer a small city.
Because of their superior racial values and productivity, the ruling class's power to suppress the lower classes will be an astonishing number.
Kal'tsit couldn't help but show pain on her face.
No one knew better than her how many terrible warriors a unified empire could mobilize to suppress and massacre its own people when it became corrupt.
Back then, the war between the Tikaz and the oppressed races killed more than half of the intelligent life on earth at that time.
It's a nightmare to see a similar story happen again.
In comparison, allowing different countries to exist, fight and stalemate with each other can at least avoid the worst outcome.
"Amiya, I understand how you feel."
"You want to share a common destiny, but it is not easy for people to communicate with each other."
"follow me."
The lynx stretched out its hand to Amiya.
She is now a prisoner.
Such an action is obviously unreasonable and may even anger the local owner.
But fortunately, this is exactly the result she wanted.
She would find a way, using technology or something else, to redeem her Amiya.
"follow me."
But the girl just shook her head, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"I saw!"
See it?
What did you see?
Kal'tsit was a little confused and stared at her girl blankly.
Across from her, the cute and petite girl was also looking at the lynx that looked like her parents, with a look of hesitation on her face...
“It’s true, it’s true.”
That hesitant look made Kal'tsit feel uneasy.
But she still asked gently.
She has always been this kind of person, gentle, sentimental, but with a heart of justice.
But when the problem was not serious, she was always hesitant, so that when the situation worsened, she had to bear the pain and make drastic measures to preserve the majority.
"It's been ten thousand years... The tolerance of this land is almost exhausted."
"I won't go with you again, Dr. Kelsey."
The girl looked up, looked into her eyes and said.
Chapter 270 Kal'tsit's Suffering Diary
a thousand years.
In terms of the scale of the universe, ten thousand years is just a moment.
But, to the tiny life on the planet, ten thousand years seems so huge.
It took less than two thousand years for the mighty Rome to be established and become the Frankish Rome, the defeated Roman Empire, the neither holy nor Roman Holy Roman Empire, the environmentalist Rome, and even the Soviet Rome.
Sumer, the oldest civilization discovered by humans, was born about six thousand years ago.
Judging from the current situation, the history of human civilization has barely completed half a million years.
From polishing the first stone tool, to smelting bronze, smelting steel, collecting steam and lightning, to the study of atoms, there are too many grand epics to tell in between.
When atomic energy is controlled by humans like electrical energy.
One can imagine how glorious the next four millennia will be.
What an enviable future.
Amiya recalled what she had seen and heard in this world. The never-stopping factories in Victoria, the infected people wailing in the snow, and the Sarkaz who had lost their parents at a young age and grew up in the army...
The history of Terra is far more than six thousand years.
A cloud of gloom covered Amiya's still young and cute face, and the girl looked at Kal'tsit.
"Dr. Kal'tsit, if you are unwilling to transplant the Black Crown, then I will follow the real dragon and become his helper."
The rabbit's voice was soft, and there was even a hint of timidity in his eyes - it was really unnerving to say this to the doctor who was like a parent to him.
However, she pronounced her words very clearly, and even spoke each word with great force in order to give the other party the illusion that "maybe he heard it wrongly".
“This is the choice I got after looking through the past.”
"I will no longer follow you, Doctor Kal'tsit. No, you Demon Lord who keeps failing."
Looking back...
The first demon king...
The name from the distant past was like a heavy stone dropped into the water, causing huge ripples in Kal'tsit's heart. Her sharp and cold face was rarely filled with a moment of panic.
Amiya saw the past?
She couldn't help but look up at the girl. The girl was also looking at her. Her blue eyes were no longer clear, like the dark ocean tide under the moon.
"Since you have decided to change your tribe, then choose the tribe that is most compatible with you."
Not long ago, the real dragon said this.
All Demon Kings of all generations were of spiritual nature, so it was natural for them to look for a race that was good at spiritual things—the Mind Flayers.
To reproduce the bloodline of this race, the corresponding memories need to be transferred to Russell.
Regardless of the world view, the mind flayers are not a common ethnic group - if a powerful ethnic group also has excellent reproductive capabilities, it will definitely be attacked by other ethnic groups because it occupies too much living space.
Amiya didn't know much about that secretive and powerful tribe, so she naturally couldn't provide Russell with her own impressions.
To provide sufficient information, she turned to the memories of early monarchs.
Repeatedly receiving memories from the monarchs puts a lot of pressure on the body, but fortunately, the real dragon not only possesses the ability to switch people's races, but also another powerful power in the form of healing.
With the help of that power, the pain caused by receiving information was swept away, and he was able to read most of the memories of the previous kings.
During this time, he saw groups that were thought to be extinct or nearly extinct, such as the Fire Demon, the Mind Flayer, the Gargoyle, and also the famous Nightmare.
Of course, these are not important.
She saw Kal'tsit, more than once, she saw Dr. Kal'tsit.
Amiya looked at the woman in front of her.
Compared to herself, she seemed very tall. She was meters tall and was used to wearing high heels. She was taller and more majestic than some men.
If she were not a male and her race were not a Jiaozi, I believe that if someone said she was a real dragon, people would believe it.
She was like a queen.
No, she is the empress.
During the duel with perverted Mr. Lin, the second ring he took off summoned a monster similar to M3. I was just stunned at the time, but later, I heard Zhenlong say that the doctor was the oldest demon king.
She once built the most powerful empire on earth, but in the end, she could not tolerate the exploitation of the lower classes by the imperial nobles, so she led the oppressed to overthrow her own empire.
This matter actually sounds like something out of a heroic epic - if someone harms this land, then even one's own country should collapse.
This is a matter of principle.
To the extent that, I just felt that Dr. Kal'tsit was exceptionally powerful.
However, when I saw the woman face to face in my memory, I felt something completely new.
The journey of Nightmare Khan, the expedition of Lion Pasha, the disintegration of the Hippogriff Empire, the reconstruction and destruction of the Sarkaz Empire...
She appeared every time, and every time she appeared, there was a bloody storm, making the previous kings fall in a pool of blood and howl in anger.
Aloof, cruel, and indifferent.
Countless people died at her feet for that unattainable dream.
However, the daily life of such a sharp man is to practice medicine and perform some high-risk tasks alone.
On Rhodes Island, the operator with the highest attendance rate is Dr. Kal'tsit.
She values every life very much, and that is not just a performance but an action from the heart.
Although he seems cold, he is actually extremely passionate inside.
She liked the cool look of Sakura, who was the real dragon, and looked forward to becoming that kind of person, which was undoubtedly influenced by Kal'tsit.
She yearned for Kal'tsit and hoped to be like her, extending a helping hand to everyone who fell into the mud.
However, such a gentle person has often played the role of an evil ghost in history.
Yes.
