Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1164 Such a Weak Curse

When Aihuas' fingers touched Dongya's waist, he clearly felt Dongya's nervousness.

She didn't dare to avoid Aiwas' touch, but her body instinctively resisted. Her subconsciously tightened abdomen and tensed muscles were the fear left over from the previous salt erosion.

However, when Aiwass actually touched the petrified flesh, she couldn't help but scream.

A rapidly increasing heat instantly spread from the contact point to the whole body. It was like touching the skin with a hot towel. The heat was only stored on the surface of the skin, but now it was like a needle, slowly and firmly piercing the petrified scales and touching the deep bones and flesh.

And Aiwass also felt very clearly that something had come to life.

That feeling was like touching a black box full of bugs. The stinging pain of being bitten, the unfamiliar touch... along with the creepy contact feeling, it was spreading inward along the fingers that Aiwass and Dongya were touching.

Aiwass used his special vision to clearly see wisps of orange-yellow smoke seeping out from the petrified scales, slowly crawling along Aiwass' fingers toward the top of his arm. Just like holding a lit cigarette in his hand, the smoke made Aiwass' skin feel noticeably dry and itchy.

"interesting……"

Aiwass showed some interest.

There was actually a curse that could affect him. This was no longer a pure curse, it must have some divine essence mixed in.

——In other words, this power should come from the seventh energy level.

It's not just a sixth-level ritualist. The other party also has a matching piece of equipment, or a special path feature, which allows him to gain an additional level of priority.

If it weren't for Aiwas's strong resistance to the curse of "Dissolving Soul", he might have succeeded.

But even so, Aiwass was not very afraid. As long as the petrification was not instantaneous, he could transform into a sin beast and rely on the additional curse resistance of the sin beast to resist - if that was not enough, he could also switch Don Quixote with Venezia.

The Sin Beast can easily become immune to this level of curse, and can also use the power of "miracle" to forcibly lift the curse.

But there is no need to be so troublesome about Dongya’s curse right now.

When the power of the curse penetrated from Aiwass's skin, Aiwass's golden liquid soul suddenly became brighter.

As Aiwass exerted force, his fingertips turned slightly white, and liquid soul surged under the skin of his fingers, emitting fine golden light.

In an instant, fine and moist golden mist seeped out from under the skin, completely engulfing the orange-yellow smoke like a tiger, and in turn devoured every trace of curse on the skin, and then penetrated into Dongya's petrified skin.

Just like ink dripping into clean water, it instantly spreads out into a blur. The originally grayish-white scales and flesh also gained color.

The gray and white world just gained color.

Dongya looked at Aiwas in shock, feeling the severe pain and itching in her waist quickly alleviated and dissipated in the heat.

No chants, no prayers, no potions, no rituals.

Just by touching it, the petrification was lifted!
"…How on earth did they do this?"

This was simply unbelievable to Dongya - it completely exceeded her entire understanding of the profession of priest so far.

"Oh, that's easy."

The corners of Aiwass's mouth raised slightly.

Dongya is a believer of Huantiansi on the one hand, and a devotee and a transcendent on the other. Her exclamation at this moment made Aiwas feel happy: "Such a weak curse."

Weak...?

Dong Ya was speechless for a moment.

Although Rock Cellar City is already a very small city-state, there are many Level 4 Transcendents around the Good Lord. They can fight against all city-states that do not have Level 5 Transcendents. And they don't even have a chance to fight back.

"The gap between the fifth energy level... and the fourth energy level is actually so huge."

Dongya murmured.

She could guess that Aiwas must be at the fifth energy level. This is just like the difference between a god and a mortal.

But she did not forget to thank Aiwass——

"I respectfully ask the Heavenly Priest of the Ring, the Heavenly Priest of the Tail, the Heavenly Priest of Infinity... May the Heavenly Priest of the Tail protect you."

Dongya immediately placed her tail in front of her, knelt respectfully on the ground, and knocked her head on the tip of her tail: "I wish to be your casting stone in the next life."

Aiwass knew that this was the highest etiquette of the snake people, symbolizing placing themselves on the cycle of reincarnation.

——To put it more simply, it means "I will work like a slave for you in the next life."

how to say……

...He was quite polite, but when Aiwass heard "May the Ring of the Tail protect you", he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Afterlife?" Although Aiwass knew that Dongya, as a third-level priestess, knew almost nothing, he still sighed and swallowed the second half of his sentence as a respect for her faith.

——There will no longer be that kind of afterlife.

At this time, the two temple guards were so frightened that they dared not even move.

They pretended to be corpses, hoping that Aiwas would forget their existence - this old man was not only the descendant of their own apostle, but also an extremely powerful fifth-level extraordinary person. Even the curse that petrified a city was so fragile in front of him that it seemed like a joke...

But unfortunately, Aiwass has not forgotten them.

Aiwass glanced at them and asked, "According to your rules, how should we deal with people who disrespect me?"

Even though they were obeying her orders, Dong Ya, who was kneeling on the ground, said without hesitation: "Honey torture should be applied."

"What is honey torture?"

Aiwass frowned, feeling surprised and speechless about the various messy criminal laws in Anxi.

The ritualist Ibn explained: "It is to cover the body with honey and ants, and then hang it up to dry."

"… Making meat jerky?"

Aiwass couldn't hold it in any longer.

But he found that Ibn's expression was very serious: "Yes."

"…Is that what I guessed?" Aiwass was surprised.

"Yes."

Ibn nodded. "Although food is not as scarce as water in Parthia... it is still difficult for civilians to obtain. This kind of 'blood preserves' can be sold at a high price."

"Do the Parthians... regard cannibalism as common sense?"

Aiwas frowned, realizing that he had underestimated the barbarity of the ancient Parthia.

Upon hearing this, Ibn couldn't help but let out a pitiful sneer - it was not a mockery of Aiwass, but a pity for his own past and his homeland: "My lord, this desert is not a place dominated by humans like Avalon and Xingtan.

"Here, there are humans, lizardmen, snakemen, harpy men, dwarves, elves, trolls, goblins, and even dragons...everything is available. Cannibalism may be a taboo, but what if it is another race? Whether it is lizardmen, harpy men, snakemen or trolls, they will not refuse to eat humans...and harpy men have always been on the human diet. Trolls accept all these races - trolls like this kind of 'blood preserves' the most, and they usually pair it with the best cactus wine.

"In this desert full of sin, elves are called 'vegetarians'. This is not a derogatory term, but a name of awe and alienation - because only elves will not eat other races. And here... the price of fresh vegetables is extremely expensive. Much more expensive than that of humans."

"Vegetarian? But..."

Aiwass was halfway through his speech when he suddenly reacted.

——No wonder Ibn said there is no shortage of food in this desert.

Aiwass looked at the two snake men on the ground.

They huddled together, not daring to move. Even though they were discussing how to kill them and the words of the snake-eating people, they still did not dare to resist.

When Aiwas saw this scene, he was obviously offended, but he felt a surge of anger in his heart.

I feel sorry for their misfortune...and I am angry at their lack of resistance.

The purpose of his coming to Anxi was, firstly, because the benevolent master of Holy Spring City had invited him by name, which made Aiwas curious and alert to know what evil he was planning; the other was to prevent the coming of Yuan Tiansi from causing the death of millions of people, as well as the chain reaction caused by such a scale of death.

But now, Aiwas suddenly understood why the cardinal stayed in the grave all year round.

—Because no devotee can turn a blind eye to this.

"In that case..."

Aiwass glanced at the two snakemen and said solemnly in his not-so-fluent ancient Parthian language: "I forgive them."

"Yes."

Dongya did not ask Aiwass why he did this, nor did she question or express gratitude. Instead, she accepted Aiwass's words as a matter of course.

Because no matter what, the strong are always right.

They can choose to be merciful or cruel. They can kill or save people. They can let people die or let them live. Other people's lives, freedom, everything, are just a matter of their thoughts.

Here, strength triumphs over authority. Beast triumphs over love. Day triumphs over beast. Taboo triumphs over dusk. Hunting triumphs over adaptation.

——This is the most core rule of this desert.

(End of this chapter)