I, Little Griseo, Roaming the Infinite Realms
Chapter 1293

Me, Little Griseo, Roaming the Myriad Worlds

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Just think about it, and you'll know.

Even among the other members of the so-called Four Great Ancient Civilizations.

Ancient Babylon? Gone.

Ancient Egypt? Its people had been replaced generation after generation.

Ancient India was much the same.

Dynasties had risen and fallen, without even any specific details remaining.

Even their current histories, traced back far enough, seemed almost like myths. No one knew how much was true and how much was false.

There was far too much water in them.

So, to put it bluntly!

Aside from Huaxia.

The Heroic Spirits of the other worlds could only be divided by region.

If one insisted on bringing up countries and affiliations... then obviously, it was practically impossible.

You said that King Arthur was the king of Britain.

But modern Britain wasn't made up of her former subjects. Oh, no. They were more like her former enemies.

Not that the Heroic Spirits were such petty people.

But that was how things stood!

If you hoped that the Heroic Spirits would acknowledge you as their descendants and stand up for you,

or simply have more close... exchanges with you,

then that was basically impossible as well...

You should count yourself lucky if they didn't settle old scores.

What more did you want?

Therefore.

Aside from Huaxia, where quite a few Heroic Spirits had good relations with the authorities,

the other Heroic Spirits were more or less all unaffiliated.

And in North America, quite a few of the Heroic Spirits who appeared were Native Americans who had once been massacred.

Wouldn't that cause an uproar in no time?

The United States' own Heroic Spirits could only be said to provide a little balance.

After all, everyone could see it.

Neither side was in the right.

If Little Griseo hadn't been there... perhaps they

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