The man woke up from the pain and found that his injury had been bandaged.

"What happened?" He raised his head and looked around.

He still remembers what happened before.

The attack on the senior management of Xiandu and the Divine Court who were attending the event, but the result was that all his own people were destroyed. He finally escaped to the old capital, but he fell into a coma due to his serious injuries.

In the future, I will probably be gnawed by the hyenas in the old capital, and in the end I will have nothing left, and I will die meaninglessly.

But things were a bit beyond men's expectations.

He moved his body and stood up, looking out the window: "College Town?"

A woman walked in.

"You're awake?"

She smiled softly.

"Earthman..."

The man's expression became gloomy.

"You hate Earthlings?" asked the woman.

"Why did you save me?" the man asked.

"Nothing, I just saw it, so it was on a whim." The woman replied, "Your clothes are very similar to those on TV, and you are also an attacker? Why do you do this?"

The other party's inquiry made the man feel irritated.

"The earthlings are not demons, why should they be hostile to the earthlings?" the woman asked curiously.

"The earthlings are not demons, but what you do is the same as demons. No, they are even more terrifying than demons."

The man's injuries have not recovered.

He was the one who was rescued and was about to die, so the man no longer hid.

“Didn’t the Earth help Tirano a lot?”

The woman sat up with the man and changed his bandage.

"Before the emergence of Earthlings, Tirano had thousands of countries and city-states, but since communicating with the Earth, great powers began to conquer small countries and spread the earth's education, culture and systems." The man said, "Many countries disappeared. Many traditions disappeared. Many cultures, languages ​​and customs disappeared."

"Isn't Earth's technology unavailable in Tirano?" The woman had already changed his bandage and walked to the side.

There was another lying woman there, a man's comrade.

The man was a little surprised that this woman on earth not only saved herself, but also saved others.

But he didn't appreciate it.

"But the language is OK. Your thinking is OK. I saw many magicians coming to Xiandu. They were fascinated by the culture of the earth. They were addicted to convenient machinery but forgot the inheritance of their ancestors. They no longer built magic towers, but communicated with people on the Internet. The Divine Court no longer sacrifices, and they even let the saints show off."

"I saw the civilization of Tirano disappearing, and they are becoming the 'Earth people on the planet Tirano'." The man said, "Demons can destroy our bodies and wills, but the earthlings are destroying our past and our future. The Tirano people will unite in the face of the demons, but in front of the earthlings, they begin to accept that heterogeneous but disgusting thing."

"Tirano will be destroyed. Slowly, peacefully, profoundly. Perhaps in a hundred years, the 'Tirano Planet' will still exist, but their culture and civilization will be changed by the earth."

"You don't like change?"

"The Tirano people have their own way. They will gradually become stronger, but the Earthlings are twisting all this."

Men have no hatred for the earthlings.

But he knew that the earth must be destroyed.

"Then you have to work hard. Just assassination, that's not possible. Perhaps more thorough means should be used." While changing the bandages for the injured female assassin, this woman on earth told strange words in calm words, "destroying their confidence, distorting their cognition, and destroying their culture. You must do this."

"What do you mean?" This woman was a little abnormal.

"Nothing. I just think that Tirano is indeed a very dazzling place. She is so hot and so beautiful, but such a beautiful Tirano is being dyed with the color of the earth... It's really bad."

The woman was sighing.

"Who are you...? Who are you?"

"My name is Cheng Wenyue." The woman walked to the back. The person lying here was a rat man. His injuries were serious and his body emitted an unpleasant smell. However, the woman named Cheng Wenyue didn't care at all, but helped him with treatment.

"Why help us? We are the enemies."

"You don't hate Earthlings, don't you? And I treat everyone equally. Why helping you is simple, because I like special people," she said. "But you have a passion, but it's not enough. You need tighter organizations, stronger magic and greater plans. That's not enough, far from enough."

She said something amazing, but she didn't look like an ambitious man.

But the man had to admit that the other party was right.

Because they do need an organization, a strict, capable organization.

"But even with an organization, what should we do..."

The man fell into confusion.

This action made him realize the strength of the enemy.

A tight organization is indeed very good, but a passion cannot let the enemy lie down.

"Then you just need to gain equal power with the enemy. We are still too small. And I think what you need is not to crush the enemy, but to have an opportunity to prove yourself, right?"

"Yes. If I can compete equally, I'm willing." He said.

"That's all." Cheng Wenyue walked over, "Have you thought about the name of the organization?"

"No."

The other party is an earthling.

But her words touched her heart.

The competition between civilization and civilization should stand on the same level.

For men, life is equal, but civilization is not. So the earth must be destroyed.

"How about 'Tallinn'? A very sacred name is also very suitable for our cause, isn't it?"

“Tallinn…”

This is the words of a man’s hometown.

A sacred word.

However, few people use such a word now, which is an obscure, almost dead word.

However, at this moment, this name became the light in his heart.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The man got up with difficulty.

"Why kill me? If it's for your ideal, there's no problem."

The other party seemed to care nothing.

"What's your name?" Cheng Wenyue asked again.

"Carlos." The man replied.

"Preserve the ancient and sacred tradition, inherit the great will from ancient times, and drive away uncoordinated heterogeneous things."

"What?"

"Don't you think this is very suitable for the 'Tallinn' philosophy?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Then, you still need this."

She took out a notebook.

"ceremony……?"

"Yes, what you need now is...peer. Right?"
Chapter completed!