Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1165: Adil's Product Display
After Aiwas had an idea of ​​the strength of the curse through treating Dongya, he went back and reorganized his team.

——The power of the seventh level curse is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Like the ritualist Ibn or Anar, they couldn't bear this level of curse. Even if Aiwass could remove this curse, he couldn't just remove it three steps at a time and move slowly.

At least you need to have a certain degree of resistance to the curse.

Isabel didn't dare to come - she wasn't afraid, and was curious about the petrified Rock Cellar City. But she was worried that the curse would have a bad effect on the baby in her belly, so she chose to play it safe.

Sherlock wasn't really afraid of curses.

Mithra's profession, after reaching the fifth energy level, lit up the fire of the sun and possessed the power of dedication - that is, the power of light and fire. With this power, his "spiritual body disorder" was also completely cured.

By casting a spell to resist the curse on himself in advance, he was able to enter the Rock Cellar City for a period of time.

Next is Ligeia. As an ascended sorcerer, her resistance is strong enough to allow her to survive in various environments. And her current winged form can also provide sufficient resistance to negative states - and then there is Lily hiding in Aiwass's shadow.

With Ligia as a tank and Aiwass as a healer, they were a fairly standard light elite team. Although Anar wanted to come over to see what was going on, Aiwass ordered the snakemen to keep an eye on her and not let her mess around - he didn't want to have to protect the fragile NPCs while exploring the dungeon.

This is true even if the strength of this copy is not high.

Just in case, Aiwass switched his own beast of sin and summoned Venis, letting the little crow step on his shoulder.

However, in order to prevent themselves from getting lost in this damn desert and also to conserve their energy, they did not continue their trek in the desert.

As the core transit point for the Runren in Rock Cellar City, the Snake Man Temple has a secret passage that leads directly to the underground of Rock Cellar City. In fact, if you go the other way, you can also directly enter Rock Cellar City from the underground secret passage.

As for the problem of the export being sealed by petrochemicals, it was the least of their worries.

"--arrive."

Aiwass said.

When he entered the tunnel earlier, he lifted the illusion cast by Isabel, allowing the antlers on his head to be fully revealed.

The faint light they emit is enough to serve as a light source in the dim underground passage, and it is also much safer than torches.

——Although they don’t really need lighting.

The second evolution of Ligeia already has the ability of night vision, and Lily simply hides in the shadow of Aiwass and follows with one click. Only Sherlock needs lighting... and he can also cast a spell to provide night vision for himself.

After being blessed by Aiwass with a blessing spell that increased their movement speed, they easily completed a three-hour journey in less than an hour - and in the desert outside, it would take at least eight hours to walk. The premise is that they have not lost their way.

Because of this, Aiwass and his party arrived at Rock Cellar City early. It was not yet dusk and the sun had not yet set.

Although the petrification curse did block the passage to the outside, some tiny rays of sunlight pierced in through the stone wall like needles.

The dusk glow coated the gray city with a layer of honey-like shell. The whole city was like an insect specimen encased in giant amber.

"Let me do it."

Sherlock glanced at Ligeia who was about to punch the door, and sighed helplessly: "Don't break it... maybe someone will need it in the future."

As he spoke, he raised the sapphire staff in his hand and paused slightly.

The khaki magic circle appeared instantly - the stone in front of them dissolved into mud and flowed to both sides. The sunlight at sunset poured in like water, but they did not adapt to the sunlight and walked out directly following the light.

Immediately afterwards, the mud flowed back on its own and sealed the entrance again.

This seems to be a "dead end" in a remote alley.

"Wow."

Aiwass looked up and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a good thing I didn't bring them here."

The whole city was shrouded in an amber halo.

The power of the quiet curse is like a tide, rising rhythmically in waves, constantly reinforcing the curse.

Priestess Dongya probably couldn't even sense this level of invisible power. Aiwass still relied on his special vision to clearly see the ripples of the curse. This also meant another thing -

"This is definitely not a one-time release of power ritual like [dropping] or [detonation]. It is more like a [transmission] or [sacrifice] model."

Aiwass said with narrowed eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Ligeia made a puzzled sound.

"It means that the spell is continuously in effect... or even being cast continuously."

Sherlock said leisurely, "If you could explain it more clearly..."

As he spoke, he looked at the city that had suddenly come to a standstill due to the curse.

The woman holding the pottery jar of water kept looking up in astonishment, and the splashing water condensed into tiny quartz crystals in the air;

The sentinels on the city walls seemed to want to strike the gong to warn, but the sound waves also manifested in the amber, radar-like fluctuations, turning into sandstone veins visible to the naked eye;

The guard raised his head and roared, his throat and mouth puffed up, his right hand holding the scimitar was still curled up, and the half-drawn scimitar was also covered with a layer of gray;
The slave child held his head and curled up with his eyes closed, as if it was not a petrifying curse, but a whip raised by the master;
The frightened camel still kept one leg raised, and the innocent sand lizard turned into a gray stone statue while running, with the tip of its tail still maintaining the arc of its escape and stuck to the wall...

People's faces were filled with panic, shock, and fear... The distorted faces looked like tortured souls in a pool of hell, or like they were cast alive and solidified into wax figures.

"...that is, the ritual master who prepared the curse medium should still be here. They will probably die too - in a large-scale curse ceremony of this scale, it is basically impossible to distinguish between friends and enemies." Sherlock said sarcastically.

Otherwise, the curse imposed would be too easy to break - even if the curse could not be broken, it didn't matter, as long as one could obtain the identity of a "friendly party".

This kind of curse, which needs to be cast continuously, requires the direct sacrifice of one or several ritualists.

Its essence is a "single-soldier shoulder-loaded nuclear bomb."

The kind with a range shorter than the killing radius.

Sherlock said calmly, "Obviously, this border town has encountered a huge problem. This is not a simple show of authority, but a deliberate murder, a street knife test. It's like executing a thief with a saturation cannon. It doesn't seem right... The key to the problem may be the slate."

"No," Aiwass shook his head. "I think the key lies in the antimony."

"It's more about war than about the stars."

Sherlock sneered: "I think we are talking about almost the same thing."

"What? What are you talking about?"

Ligeia, the only angel who didn't keep up with the pace, was a little confused: "No, gentlemen... Can you explain it to me in a way that I can understand?"

"——This is not punishment, nor even war. It is an 'arms showcase'."

Aiwass said: “Just as there is a delay in us receiving news from the Sabbath… there is also a delay in Sabbath receiving news from the outside world.

"Perhaps the benevolent master of Heaven City heard that Xingti was in the middle of a war, so he planned to sell this 'petrification curse ritual' that could instantly turn the tide of the war to Xingti. This city is closest to Xingti, so it has the 'fortune' to become a showcase for this ritual weapon.

"Rock Cellar City did nothing wrong. They simply couldn't afford the 'ransom' offered by the benevolent master of Heaven City, because he hoped that Rock Cellar City would refuse to pay so that he could have an excuse to take action. In other words, the ransom he asked for in the beginning was just an excuse for him to feel at ease in killing the people of this city."

"——hypocritical human."

The little crow sneered, "They are no different from the nobles of Herasil."

"Humans have been repeating the same mistakes since ancient times. Judging from the fluctuations in the ritual, there are probably still people alive inside to maintain the ritual. I really don't know what price Adil gave them..."

Aiwass sighed and swallowed the rest of his words.

He looked towards the petrified mansion of the Good Lord in the city and said, "Let's go to the core area. The core of the ritual may be there."

(End of this chapter)