"Boom!"
In the scorching heat wave, without the elf knights standing guard, the soldiers of the Queen's Army were no match for Matthew and others. They were easily broken through and the back door was successfully opened.
A group of refugees rushed towards the back door. Even if they pushed each other, they had no time to argue. Everyone tacitly agreed to give priority to escape.
Not long after, with Sage Grim placing a seal on the back door to block the Queen's army, the surviving refugees in Sheffield successfully escaped from the battlefield and entered the plains beyond.
"The city has become like this..."
Seeing the beautiful city destroyed in the sea of fire, Matthew couldn't help but feel sad.
"Don't be too sad. I know you are in a bad mood now, but the top priority is to settle these refugees."
Sage Grim came to her side, and the firelight shone on his face, which made him look particularly calm.
"They escaped with you because they trusted you, so at least find them a safe place to go."
"Don't push yourself too hard, Grim! Mashu is in a state of amnesia, how can he find the right place?"
Habetlot came to the two of them carrying the loom and hit Grim's waist hard with his elbow.
"It would not be a good thing to remain in a state of amnesia."
At this moment, a strange figure appeared in front of the three people.
"who?!"
Habetlot suddenly raised his spinning machine in alarm.
"Calm down, Tetlot, he is your savior. If he hadn't stopped the two most troublesome goblin knights, we wouldn't have been able to escape so easily!"
Grim stopped her movement and a light smile appeared on his face.
"How about taking off your hood? It's hard to gain trust by talking like this, the messenger of the King of Humans."
"Let's do this to each other."
The cloaked man didn't hesitate when he heard this, and naturally took off his hood, revealing a demonic face that could make the goblins doubt their lives. Matthew was stunned for a moment, while Habertot showed an expression that said, "It's you." .
"How about you take off your hood too? I would like to know whose messenger you are?"
"Easy to say!"
Grim obeyed and took off his white hood, revealing the face of a Celtic man.
"My name in the pan-human history is Cu Chulainn, but here you can just call me Grim. I have the mission of the God of Wisdom on my body. Calling me by that name will cause spiritual damage. The base output becomes lower.”
"God of Wisdom? Which one?"
"Uh...the great god of Northern Europe."
"Ah, you mean Odin?"
Jiang Li suddenly realized it and couldn't help but show an expression of disbelief.
"Odin is Odin, what is the God of Wisdom? Are there not many Gods of Wisdom in various myths?"
"When it comes to Cu Chulainn, it's Celtic mythology. There aren't many gods of wisdom in Celtic mythology, right?"
"Where's Freya?"
"forget it."
Grimm was speechless and waved his hands in disgust.
If I speak bluntly, wouldn't it make me appear to be of low quality?
Usually they are called the God of XX, which sounds more ridiculous, doesn’t it?
There is an extraordinary divinity in Grimm, and Jiang Li can see it when he faces it. He has seen many gods so far. He probably has the divine power given by Odin. Maybe even a part of Odin himself was sewn on.
In any case, it is a powerful helper for pan-human history and is undoubtedly good news.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Li, and I also come from the history of pan-humanity."
Jiang Li turned to look at Ma Xiu and formally introduced himself for the first time.
"Uh, um, my name is Mash Kirilet... maybe I'm from the history of pan-humanity, I'm also..."
Ma Xiu subconsciously bowed to Jiang Li, and then he looked embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter, I know your current state."
Jiang Li shook his head, calming the fear in Xiao Qiezi's heart.
"But you've probably relaxed enough. Now there's no room for you to continue to relax."
"Hello."
Grimm looked over as if he had some objections.
"People have things they must do all the time. Problems cannot be solved by escaping for a while."
But Jiang Li instead glared at Grim and spoke in a cold tone.
"If you have time, you might as well see if this guy can be saved!"
Jiang Li snapped his fingers.
The golden lightsaber slowly fell from the sky, placed the already unconscious Boggart on the grass, and then dissipated.
"Okay, you have a point!"
Grim stepped forward helplessly and checked the Boggart's condition.
"This guy is a strict guy... just like Master."
Habetlot was silent for a moment, glanced at Mashu sadly, and then went to help treat the Boggart.
"Looking over there at Sheffield, what can you see?"
Jiang Li pointed at Sheffield in the distance, which was gradually reduced to ruins in the war, and asked the stunned Mathu.
"...War,?"
"It's destruction."
Jiang Li corrected him and shouted coldly.
"If you continue to run away like this, the history of pan-humanity will also come to this end one day!"
Mashu trembled slightly.
Yes.
So far, she has triggered memories deep in her heart several times, but without exception, she escaped them all at the last moment.
The reason why she has not regained her memory is not because the fog curse is too strong, but because she is instinctively avoiding something!
Maybe it's herself, maybe it's an enemy, maybe it's an unrelated innocent existence... She knows that once she recalls the past again, there will definitely be more sacrifices in front of her!
My past must have led to a lot of sacrifices!
She always knew that she could not continue to escape, but no matter how she warned herself, the threshold in her heart was so indestructible that she could not cross it.
But now, the huge sacrifice appeared in front of her again.
Sheffield was destroyed by the Queen's Army.
Next it’s Panhuman History’s turn, or so the man said.
That is absolutely not possible!
Lifting the tangled veil, she reached the deepest part of her heart. There was an obsession there, a consciousness that no matter what, the history of pan-humanity could not be reduced to this!
"You have to overcome the reasons for fighting on your own. The most important thing now is that there is someone waiting for you in the far reaches of the Lost Belt in Britain - that is your most important senior."
This word seemed to trigger a chemical reaction, suddenly breaking through all the fog in my heart.
The mental mirror was shattered in the blink of an eye.
"By the way, there are seniors waiting for me in front of here!"
Matthew's eyes quickly regained their clarity, and his eyes became extremely determined.
"I have to protect the history of pan-humanity, because this is a world that survived at the expense of many people, doctors, and Leonardo da Vinci..."
