Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1069 The Inverted Throne

When Aiwass uttered such arrogant words, the Lord of Scales and Feathers neither mocked Aiwass nor encouraged him.

The Lord of Scales and Feathers just laughed inexplicably, and then disappeared again.

At this time, Aiwass has realized the nature of the Empty Box——

It is not just as simple as containing the power of nothingness, and the Swan King is not just almost becoming the Pillar God of the Tenth Source River... What he is fighting against is not just the power of nothingness inside the Box of Nothingness, but the Dusk Species named "Whisper of Nothingness".

According to the Lord of Scales and Feathers, the Dusk Species itself is also a kind of information body - although it is an individual, it has no entity. If you want to truly gain the ability to influence the world, you need a carrier.

In other words, the "Whisper of Nothingness" must first possess a mentally corrupted individual before it can control the power of the Source River.

——Just like a spider.

The injection of venom and digestive juices means that after the prey is digested, it still needs to be inserted into the mouthparts to suck it into the body. The corruption of the Tao by the Whisper of the Void is just the step of "injecting venom and digestive juices".

Because of the Sand Clock's absolute connection to the sky, gods without physical bodies cannot descend into the material world, nor can they directly interfere with the material world. The Whisper of the Void is neither in the dream world nor in the material world; he can pollute the phantoms of the dream world and corrupt the will of the gods, but he cannot directly possess the souls of the gods; he can possess beings in the material world, but because of the absolute connection to the sky, he cannot interfere.

Through this rule, the Whisper of the Void's ability to possess is completely isolated - it either needs a physical body to enter the material world, or it needs a soul to enter the dream world.

Sizhu's vanguard army, like an anti-virus software, killed those corrupted phantom demons.

——This is an act of dedication!
But just as high-level divine arts can actively allow gods to descend upon cardinals...if someone actively accepts the whispers of the void and becomes its vessel of divine descent, they can still pull it into the material world through self-sacrifice!

In this way, through the process of death-ascension, the Whisper of the Void can directly contact the Source River.

It’s not as simple as the Swan King almost becoming the Pillar God of the Tenth Source River.

He almost became the carrier of the Whisper of the Void!
“…That’s why you led me to say that.”

In the basement of the Earl's Mansion, Aiwass whispered to the Empty Box: "Because you have already woken up...right?"

Naturally, the Empty Box did not respond.

"Is that... the Box of Nothingness?"

Yassen murmured softly.

No wonder he was amazed.

The basement of the Earl's Mansion had a unique landscape that was almost magnificent - when he first came in, he was wondering why there were so many strange crystal pillars on the ground, as well as some gold baskets and hollow platforms.

As Aiwas skillfully turned the switch on the wall, the moment the light came on, he finally understood everything -

——The crystal pillars on the ground and those platforms are actually lamps!
On the ceiling above their heads, however, there was an inverted and magnificent palace.

There were inverted chairs, inverted tables, and many inverted puppets of ministers and nobles. And in the front... the inverted throne on the ceiling.

Yassen had entered the palace before.

It’s not that I went in to steal things - the truly valuable parts had long been emptied out, and the rest were all imitations... I just wanted to go in for a visit.

With the extinction of the royal family, the Iris Palace has now become a tourist attraction. You can go in and take a look as long as you pay for the ticket.

——He remembered very clearly that the decoration of the throne room was exactly the same as the basement of the Count of Orleans!
But here it is completely reversed, the floor is the ceiling and the ceiling is the floor.

But on the throne hanging upside down in the sky, their king was not sitting.

There was a treasure chest placed neatly there.

A very simple and very standard golden treasure chest that meets all the stereotypes of treasure chests in Yasen's mind.

It was decorated with every ornament Yassen could imagine, so ornate that it even dwarfed the throne.

But it was also the opposite - as if here, the direction of gravity was pointing towards the sky, and it was sucked onto the throne hanging upside down in the sky.

but……

When Yasen thought of this, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind: According to Aiwass, their king seemed to be on the throne.

"Box of Nothingness..."

Sherlock murmured softly, "How could it be this...?"

His pupils trembled violently, as if he had seen something incredible.

Aiwass said: "I don't know what you saw, but don't be too nervous and don't care at all. Because what you saw must be wrong.

"In your perception, the 'treasure chest' will be what it looks like. The Void Chest does not have a definite shape, so it is called the Void Chest. What the three of us saw was definitely different."

Why is Aiwass so sure?
Because in his vision, the treasure chest was even made up of golden and red pixels, which was out of tune with everything around it.

And this moment.

The treasure chest suddenly creaked and shook. Yassen turned his head to look at it, and subconsciously grasped the dagger with his right hand. It twisted its body with an almost impossible flexibility, like a living thing.

Suddenly, an invisible force inside caused it to open suddenly -

The tentacles made of blood made it look like a red snake. A wet head with eyes closed suddenly dropped from the sky, and even bounced like it was hanging on a bungee cord.

Yassen reacted instantly, turned around and used the hem of his cloak to block the blood rain that was splashing towards him, while Aiwass and Sherlock were splashed with blood.

Aiwass had already released the Moon Child's transformation. A pure white sacred flame ignited on his body, burning it up in an instant. Only Sherlock was silently wiping his cheek with his sleeve.

[I am curious...]

A young man's voice with a heavy echo sounded:

[What on earth did you see that made you so panicked? ]

That was the voice of the Swan King.

"…I saw it. My brother's storage box."

Sherlock was silent for a long time before he spoke softly, "When I was very young, I was full of curiosity about the world. At that time, my brother would always take out some novel toys to amuse me. For example, clockwork soldiers that could walk by themselves, light bulbs that would light up when you held them in your hands, music boxes and phonographs... They were all taken out of my brother's storage box.

"I would occasionally want to dismantle them to see how they worked, but I was afraid that if I broke them, my brother would stop giving me toys. So I would pretend that I didn't like them anymore and let my brother put them back in the storage box. Then when my brother wasn't around, I would secretly open the box and take out the toys and disassemble them.

"Because I no longer play with that toy, he probably won't take it out to check it again. Even if it's taken apart and not put together properly, it probably won't be discovered.

"…Unexpectedly, when I opened the treasure chest, I didn't find the toys at all. It turned out that my brother had thrown them away when I didn't like them anymore."

Sherlock finished and took a deep breath.

That was why he was so panicked just now - if his brother's box was the box of nothingness, then...

The only thing that could make Sherlock Hermes lose his composure was probably something about his family, Aiwass thought.

"You are just like me," Aiwass praised. "You have always been cunning and weird since you were little."

"…How old were you at that time?"

Yasen couldn't help but ask.

"About four."

Sherlock said calmly, "School hasn't started yet anyway."

[The joy of childhood and the love of family members, good, good...]

The echoing voices echoed one after another.

The head still had its eyes tightly closed, but the corners of its mouth were slightly raised, as if it was enjoying a meal. The snake-like body "below" it also began to sway and jump happily, making it look even crazier - accompanied by the crimson transparent tentacles swaying wildly, its head was swung back and forth like a high-frequency pendulum.

"...It seems that you have mastered the Lion Head Tantra, Ludwig."

Aiwass couldn't help but sigh as he watched it manipulate the blood in the box so skillfully.

The Mad King's head, which was originally imprisoned here, spontaneously mastered the secret spell that sealed itself here. And the foolish Earl of Orleans still thought that he still controlled this power in his hands...

……and many more.

Aiwass was stunned for a moment and realized something.

[Of course, I am a genius]

The Swan King said frankly.

That is unquestionable, unquestionable, and natural confidence.

"You hypnotized the Count of Orleans as well?"

Aiwass suddenly realized.

Count Orleans was so convinced that he had completely obtained the power of the "Mad King's Skull" that he had no doubts about it. Isn't this exactly the same as when Aiwass and Sherlock were controlled and their minds were silently rewritten!
[That's not hypnosis, nor is it an illusion]

The Swan King approached Aiwas with some dissatisfaction.

A curved, slender, scarlet transparent tentacle that looked like a snake's body or an extremely long neck appeared in front of Aiwas, holding his head upside down.

It twisted 180 degrees, so that it and Aiwass were facing each other. The distance between them was less than ten centimeters, and Aiwass could even smell the unique smell of mud of the corpse and the bloody smell still on its body.

The Swan King said very seriously:

[——That’s hope]

(End of this chapter)