Year 385 of the Babylonian Kingdom.
The Rose Witch Kingdom officially launched an invasion against the "Great Nephthys Desert." Yet they dared not provoke the juvenile God of Flames, merely venturing cautiously at the periphery, hunting its subordinate species, the Poisonous Sparrow.
These creatures were fearsome, their deadly venom potent enough to easily kill fourth-level wizards.
At the command of the Rose Kingdom's great Death Monarch Medusa, witches began experiments to fuse with "Poisonous Sparrow Blood."
Throughout the kingdom, powerful fifth and fourth-level witch mentors led apprentices to set up alchemy laboratories. Countless lives were lost in grueling trials, but eventually, successes emerged.
They discovered the blood had a unique, extreme compatibility exclusively with females, with devastating side effects:
The women transformed into grotesque bird-like monsters, hunched and hideous, their arms morphing into crimson-feathered wings capable of short gliding flights. With razor-sharp talons and wild, venomous temperaments, these women became monstrous hybrids—fearsome yet degraded creatures.
Upon visiting an alchemy laboratory, Emperor Medusa observed these monstrosities silently before speaking:
"So that's how it is. Each magical beast's blood alters a specific bodily function. The blood of Evil Eyes affects the mind, leaving human appearances intact. But this Poisonous Sparrow blood, like the Slime blood, alters physical structure, turning humans into bestial, impure forms… Such half-beast hybrids shall be called 'Orcs.'"
Caged harpies shrieked desperately:
"My Emperor! We sacrificed ourselves for the kingdom! Instead of reward, we are condemned to a lowly existence…?"
"You've become too hideous. Women are meant to be supreme and beautiful," Medusa replied coldly, turning away without another glance.
In later historical records, the "Spear of the Prosperous Witches" stated:
[In year 385 of the Babylonian Kingdom, the evil witches of the Rose Kingdom conducted brutal alchemical experiments, attempting to fuse humans and beasts through various compatibility potions, creating the cruel, twisted beings known as Orcs.]
Year 391 of the Babylonian Kingdom.
The Rose Kingdom, a nation of female supremacy, reinstated the slavery system, establishing clear social classes:
Witches became nobility.
Ordinary women became high citizens.
Men became commoners, the lowest of human society.
Orcs became slaves, the most wretched of existences.
The penalty for a woman killing a man was set at merely 300 rose coins.
For killing the lowest, an orc, the price was merely half an Ara beast.
The same year, the subordinate Nephthys Orc Kingdom was founded in the desert. Two main species of Orcs lived there in oppression, providing labor and raw alchemical materials for the Rose Kingdom.
Thus, Babylon plunged deeper into a cruel dark age.
Year 397 of the Babylonian Kingdom.
Death Monarch Medusa issued a command:
"Level-five Witch Adeline shall travel to Babylon and seize control."
Three days later, in the Babylonian Royal Hall, the voluptuous and beautiful Adeline stood arrogantly before Lilith on her throne.
"So, you're the one who once challenged the Emperor herself? The Rose Kingdom now has eight powerful fifth-level witches. Even the weakest among us surpasses you."
Lilith remained silent, gripping her staff tightly.
She was worn down by years of hopeless struggle.
"I've come today because the men you supply are insufficient. The Emperor has shown mercy, and you dare abuse it? From today onwards, I'll govern Babylon myself. Your kingdom will become an efficient, thorough provider of men."
Adeline's heart surged with pride and excitement.
Thanks to her apprentices discovering slimes—creatures highly valued by Medusa—Adeline received the opportunity to rule Babylon. She would surpass the rival witch governing the Orc Kingdom.
"You want me to surrender the throne?" Lilith's voice trembled.
The ministers in the hall paled with grief.
After centuries of painful survival, was Babylon finally to fall?
Lilith struggled bitterly before finally bowing her head.
"I, Lilith, choose to submit and relinquish the throne…"
Adeline sneered, amplifying Lilith's voice with witchcraft "Voice Ripple," broadcasting throughout the kingdom.
Lilith's surrender announcement echoed everywhere.
The populace despaired, wails resounding across Babylon's streets. Countless witches knelt, heartbroken, powerless in their grief.
In the shabby Elizabeth Coven, seven small witches clutched their beloved slime pet, weeping bitterly, crying out in despair alongside the masses.
"Our nation… is finished…"
They felt weak, powerless, insignificant.
"It's alright."
Li Shengjiang hopped gently out the door, waving his cute tentacle lightly. "I'll step out a bit. It's finally time to fulfill my promise to you all."
…
Within the royal palace—
Boom!
A terrifying presence suddenly descended.
"A mere fifth-level witch dares to act so arrogantly?"
A deep, mature voice resounded: "Lilith, you don't have to endure anymore. You've already bought me enough time."
"Who!?" Adeline gasped, turning quickly.
A towering, perfect man nearly three meters tall stepped forward, radiating overwhelming power.
Boom!
The invisible pressure immediately brought Adeline to her knees.
"Level six wizard!? Babylon hid someone like you!?"
She tried fleeing—but was too late!
Immense force slammed down, knocking her unconscious instantly.
The gap between each wizarding level was enormous. Long ago, a newly advanced level-six Medusa had single-handedly defeated Lilith and hundreds of Babylon witches combined.
Through "Voice Ripple," Adeline's shocked words echoed across the kingdom:
"Babylon actually concealed a level-six wizard!?"
Citizens rejoiced in disbelief.
"We have a hidden powerhouse?"
"So, Lilith sacrificed her reputation for years… for him!"
Across the streets, countless people wept tears of joy, hope rekindled dramatically.
The seven witches in Elizabeth's coven stood stunned, staring blankly outside. "Impossible. He… he's just our pet slime…"
Inside the royal hall:
"You shouldn't have exposed yourself so soon…" Lilith worried quietly.
"You've done enough. I've reached level six." Li Shengjiang sighed softly, standing tall. "I'll leave tomorrow at dawn for the Rose Kingdom."
The surrounding ministers murmured excitedly:
"Lilith, we hid a legendary wizard? A man?"
"Such a tall, perfect male wizard… and level six…"
"What should we do next?"
Everyone buzzed with excitement.
For nearly two centuries, Babylon had lacked a powerful wizard. Now, at last, it had regained a sixth-level wizard, someone capable of fighting back.
"What should we do?" Li Shengjiang's voice was thunderous and powerful.
"War. War is the only answer!"
He raised his shield and staff simultaneously, releasing "Voice Ripple" again, echoing fiercely throughout the kingdom:
"War, war is the only answer!"
Citizens raised their heads, shouting in joy.
History repeated itself. Only this time, the protagonist had changed entirely.
…
Inside an alchemical hall, countless slimes lined up orderly.
"Ten thousand slimes, board the War Fortress!"
Tens of thousands of slimes bounced neatly into designated engine slots.
These mindless slimes couldn't cultivate magic, yet, as biological engines, they formed a terrifyingly powerful ten-thousand-slime-powered engine!
"Today, my slime race reclaims dignity. We'll take back what's ours!"
"Alchemy fortress, modified from Earth's J-31 fighter jet design, commence!"
Li Shengjiang stepped into his alchemical flying fortress.
The massive mechanical craft took to the skies, astonishing the entirety of Babylon.
Whoosh!
Like a silver meteor, the alchemy fortress streaked across the skies, roaring toward the Rose Kingdom atop Mount Barcik.
Within the lavishly ornate throne room of the Rose Kingdom, Medusa stood quietly.
Sensing a powerful presence, she abruptly vanished, appearing high in the sky, calmly facing the strange flying machine approaching her.
"Fascinating."
She lifted her rose staff:
"Death Flower."
Boom!
Massive clouds darkened and twisted violently, forming a crimson rose blotting out the sun and sky alike.
From within the airship fortress, ten thousand slimes furiously worked their engines, transferring kinetic energy into spiritual power, channeling it into thousands of thin staff-like cannons.
"Holy Gate of Light!"
Boom!
Thousands of magical cannons converged, releasing a blinding, holy radiance piercing through the darkened clouds, illuminating the sky with a heavenly glow.
The titanic forces clashed violently.
Mountains trembled, shaking the entire Rose Kingdom as countless citizens rushed outside, gazing in awe toward the sky.
"Level six!" Medusa turned sharply.
Surprised yet unafraid, she calmly watched the godlike man emerging from the strange mechanical vessel.
"You've finally revealed yourself. Tell me, are you the last hope of Babylon?"