The Spirit World

Chapter 817 The Man Called Brother
"It is possible to predict the future, but in the final analysis, there is no one in this world who has such an exaggerated ability to predict the future."

Erica looked at the pedestrians outside the carriage. They lived in the Undead Hall, and few of them looked energetic. Because of the high danger level of undead disease and the scarcity of supplies, a large number of humans needed to survive in some special way in the Undead Hall.

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

Their dirty and messy living environment and attire make them seem like a group of people completely different from the magical world.

But there is no way. As a No-Maj, I will not be welcomed anywhere, let alone now.

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

From common gold coins to far-reaching reputations and the status of becoming nobles in various places, all those who can use spiritual power or magic are called "Noble God-given Ones" by themselves, which means that God has blessed them with abilities beyond ordinary people.

Whether they like it or not, being a God-given person means being different, being superior in some way.

This is easy to understand. A person who can use magic is definitely more useful than a person who cannot use magic. This is also true. Even before the Era of Destruction, there was no fairness in the social identity of No-Maj people in a certain sense.

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

Well, actually there are, but it’s not that serious.

In the Age of Destruction, the God-given were unheard of and superior to others. In front of the Muggles who had no spiritual power to use, they indeed demonstrated their superior strength in this way.

With this general social recognition, rapidly divided groups emerged, and within the God-given, a very common and widely accepted hierarchical division emerged.

For example, General Pangnapo's spiritual power level is a spiritual king, while Adjutant Neferei's spiritual power level is a spiritual general, and Alexander is a spiritual master, etc. They all have a huge gap in strength. This strength gap is not simply an unequal strength, but also involves differences in various basic abilities.

For those who have not been gifted with spiritual power, the way they live and the way they obtain life resources are absolutely completely different, and the gap between them and those who have been gifted with spiritual power is huge - this is inevitable, and it is a fact that both groups must accept.

Where they lived, what they ate, and even their offspring showed two completely different growth trends.

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

Erica's target is the Millennium Coffin of Immortality.

The coffin of the god fell from the sky. Erica could foresee that it would appear here, but she had no idea that the Millennium Immortal Coffin would first appear in the Killing Bug Valley.

The limitations of predicting the future are no different than any limited ability.

"People who have gained the sixth sense of synesthesia and can predict the future usually have a sense of hindsight, which will lead to an improvement in the ability to predict the future. Neferi, if you are a person with the ability to predict the future, you will most likely have this so-called minor problem."

Erica looked at the crowded crowd on the street. Adults and children were all watching the tall carriage driving into the residential area of ​​the Immortal Hall.

This was very rare because most people who lived in such residential areas could not afford to hire a horse-drawn carriage.

This is very rare.

Alexander also looked at the crowd that gathered around him. Their eyes revealed a kind of pleading desire, begging the "higher humans" sitting in the carriage to give them, the "lower humans", food, or more directly gold coins.

If you are kind enough, you will definitely throw some gold coins to them if you have so many gold coins to throw to them.

The hardships of life in the general environment have long forced people without psychic powers into a desperate situation. Every day, hundreds of "unfortunate people" - Muggles who are completely different from "God-given people" - commit suicide.

Because there is no future in their eyes anymore. Perhaps death can bring more relief than life. This is their current situation. The desire can be seen in their barren eyes.

But no one can change it.

Even before the Era of Destruction...kings and nobles would not give alms to beggars on the streets just because they were too rich.

Now, the poor people in the cars are longing for the people in the cars to throw them some unwanted food when they step into the area where they live, which is different from the same people before the Era of Destruction.

They can leave the Immortal Hall and seek death anywhere.

Outside the Undead Hall, monsters are rampant, disasters are raging, and plagues are raging. Who can really lend a helping hand to so many people?

No, unfortunately, no.

Because there were also suffering people in the past, who lived in dire straits, and there are also suffering people now, who are also living in dire straits. The only difference may be that there were laws in the past to protect their lives so that they would not be innocently killed by other God-given people. Now, the makers of such laws can hardly protect themselves. Most of the God-given people have long lost their awe of humans and other humans because of the despair of the environment, the prospects and the future, and the despair of not seeing where the entire human race will go.

For example, they no longer care about the lives of those miserable No-Majs.

They couldn't resist anyway.

Of course, this is too extreme. There are naturally some kind-hearted God-given people, such as Alexander. He really couldn't bear it and wanted to throw the few silver coins on him to the unfortunate people who followed him, but when he saw the huge crowd approaching, he still couldn't do it.

A few silver coins of charity can't save anyone.

"It's conceivable that Neferi, who has the ability to predict the future, needs something special to unlock her synaesthesia and reach the limit of predicting the future at the level of a spirit general."

Erica closed the car window. The residential area that their three-person team needed to go to was actually far away from these people. Erica was not the kind of... idealist who thought that throwing a few silver coins could save millions of people.

No one can go against the times.

The upper class who have the power to make laws and establish social rules must also be aware of the suffering of the millions of lower class people - they must be able to see and hear it.

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

If it is an incredibly difficult task to deduct one gold coin from the several gold coins they need to spend on their three meals a day to provide the [lower class people] with some security, then what difference does hearing and seeing make?

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

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

There has never been a shortage of upper-class people in history, and there has never been a shortage of lower-class people. This is the fundamental reason why history is always in reincarnation and can never escape from the endless cycle.

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

This social science irony, which sounds great, is actually insignificant because few people can change.

Because it is basically impossible for those who make laws to be immortal.

Although I used the word "basic", it was indeed completely absent. "Since you already know my goal, no, our goal is the golden and silver coffin brought by the man called Simone Massa, then our goal is much clearer, and I can tell you more."

Erica pinned her hair back, revealing her beautiful profile.

"In fact, I haven't told anyone about this because it sounds incredible and even unreasonable."

Erica glanced at Alexander and Xiao Suna respectively.

Her blue eyes are so beautiful.

As a person who lived before the Era of Destruction, she retained a spiritual aura unique to people who lived before the Era of Destruction.

This kind of spirit is much more spirited than any person born in the Era of Destruction. And much more vicissitudes.

Alexander also closed the car window, his eyes fixed on Erica's eyes. This extremely opinionated and secretive captain had an overly amazing charm.

Xiao Suna no longer looked out the window, but the noisy crowd outside still affected her ability to listen carefully to the captain's speech. She looked at Erica and slowly closed the car window.

"You guys were really born in a very bad era. You are only 17 or 18 years old, but you can only follow me around in this terrible era."

Erica spoke slowly and the spirit on her face never faded, giving people a very strange feeling, as if she would be extremely happy and yearning when she recalled the things before the Era of Destruction.

"I'm only about 25 years old. If it weren't for this conversation, I probably would never tell you my real age. Also, I've never mentioned my last name."

Her words piqued the interest of both people.

Regarding the things before the Era of Destruction, there is much more to look forward to than what is happening now.

Because those are things in the memory, memories are always in the past, and lost time is something that will never exist again.

No matter how beautiful it is.

The little mouse on Erica's shoulder also sat much more obediently.

"My real name is Erica Elizabeth, even though I told you that my given name is Erica Niemann. But my last name should still be Elizabeth."

"Elizabeth..." The two people said in surprise in unison.

They had heard this surname before. Not from ordinary people, but as a symbol of nobility.

"I should have been the lower crown prince of the Principality of Arlan. Although I cannot compete for the throne, I should also be a member of Elizabeth's family."

Erica tells her life story.

But that's all.

"I grew up in Wenti County, the principality city where the demonic infection first broke out. My father and mother hid their identities to avoid being hunted by my uncle. Most of the time, we lived a life similar to that of No-Maj. We had a small farm in Wenti County. You may have never seen what a self-sufficient farm looks like. You have only seen cattle and sheep in slaughterhouses, but you may have never seen a herd of cattle and sheep that can actually run on the ground. Also, the sun does not appear throughout the summer, but like now, the Thunder Dragon covers the space and makes everything dry."

The thunder dragon pierces through the sky, dark clouds and haze, and resounds through the sky and the earth.

"The year I awakened my magical talent was also the year my uncle found my parents. I still remember my uncle's cruelty clearly. It was also because of that that my magical talent saved us from a disaster."

"I never told you that I have a brother..."

"That's not my real brother. One day, I will wonder if this is what happened now. Is it destined?"

"The captain's brother..."

Little Suna lamented the youth of her captain, and the existence of an older brother whom she had never heard of.

"Your brother..." Alexander opened the window a little more. The crowd had almost dispersed. No, they had entered a special designated area. Those who were eager for alms were stopped outside the door.

"My brother is a very complicated person. You haven't met him, so I can't describe him to you. However, what he can do must be beyond imagination, because he has a special identity. This identity requires him to stand up and change the world at the most dangerous and worst time."

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

"This is really a long story, and I don't know how to describe it, but the beginning of the so-called era of destruction is caused by him. He is just like this, an incredible... person."

"Wait a minute, Captain Erica... I don't understand..." Xiao Suna obviously had some doubts, but was interrupted by Alexander.

"So where is he now?" Alexander was very interested and wanted to know more about his young captain.

It is incredible for a 25-year-old man to possess such powerful abilities. Although the captain said that his brother is incredible, it is even more outrageous and even surprising that he is so powerful as the crown prince.

The war between the Principality and the Empire is almost universally recognized as one of the beginnings of the Era of Destruction.

This question is quite difficult.

Where did he go...

named...

Where have you gone...

"I'm going to tell you something you won't believe..."

Erica's nonchalance made this "matter" seem not so exaggerated, or not so "simple".

"What?" The fiery red little mouse also joined in.

“This may be completely beyond your imagination.”

Erica smiled softly.

"But after experiencing the Era of Destruction, nothing is unimaginable anymore..."

"My brother, an old god, lies in the coffin that Simone presented to General Pompeo."

(End of this chapter)