Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1174 Cold, Wet and Slippery
Aiwas closed his eyes and gently touched the black lines on the back of his right hand with the tentacles of his soul, savoring the power that came from the contract.

As a priest with advanced divine powers, Aiwass is very familiar with the fact that "the power and will of others enter his body."

If the power of the Candlestick is a flame accompanied by spices, smoke and warmth, and the power of the Lord of Scales and Feathers is a sticky, sweet, syrupy darkness... then the power of the Abyss of Heaven reminds people of a giant octopus.

It's cold, wet, and slippery, with a faint fishy smell, and there are tiny suction cups where it touches the soul.

If the contact lasts too long, there will be a feeling of being entangled by tentacles. And the longer the contact lasts, the stronger the feeling of tightness and moisture will be.

When Aiwass withdrew his spiritual sense, the illusion quickly dissipated. It was like waking up from a dream, and everything in the dream was rapidly dissipating.

This proves that Yuan Tiansi was not actually paying attention to Aiwass, nor did he notice that his contract had changed.

While Aiwass closed his eyes to experience it, Sherlock and Ligeia also came over. Following behind them obediently and silently were the three ritualists who were transformed into demons.

Sherlock and the others saw from afar the other people who were still petrified and laughing, as well as the fat master who had died with a distorted expression.

A look of horror appeared on his face, his whole body twisted and he struggled, his hands clenched tightly. His neck was tilted back, his face was purple, and his expression was extremely distorted. His pupils became bulging and cloudy like the eyes of a dead fish, with spots of bleeding. His mouth was wide open, like a fish drowning in the wind, and some pink foam overflowed.

"What an easy death, this bastard."

"I want to torture him a little more," said Ligeia fiercely.

Hearing this, Aiwass raised his eyebrows: "He just died. How about I revive him and you kill him again?"

"That's not necessary..."

"Strange," Sherlock examined the body and frowned slightly, "Why is he..."

"what happened?"

Aiwass turned around.

Sherlock said bluntly: "He drowned - in this position, silently drowned in the desert, among the rocks. Did you do it?"

"Of course not. But he just terminated his contract with Yuan Tiansi, so maybe that has something to do with it."

As Aiwass said this, he showed Sherlock the black lines on the back of his right hand and chuckled, "Although I don't have the level of the Twilight Path...but now I am also considered a good master."

"How do you feel?"

Ligeia asked curiously, "Can you spray?"

"No - signing a contract with Yuan Tiansi is like being crawled by an octopus," Aiwass said bluntly, "It's a bit disgusting."

"That would be a nice experience for people in the desert."

Sherlock commented: "At least it won't be too dry."

For those who have lived in the desert since birth, they probably don’t know what an octopus is or what the sea is. The feeling of being “shrouded in cold and humid air” that suddenly appeared may be a gift from God to them.

"but……"

Sherlock frowned: "Why would you... touch this power?"

Ligeia also listened quietly. It was obvious that both Sherlock and Ligeia...both of them from Avalon, felt resistance and discomfort with the power of the Good Lord.

And Aiwass simply told the two what he had learned from Afshin.

Sherlock immediately understood why the man looked so dead.

"...I see. No wonder even though the position of benevolent ruler is hereditary, there won't be two generations of benevolent rulers in the same city at the same time."

Sherlock understood: "No wonder the good master is good at each ritual, but his level of the Twilight Path is not very high... It turns out that this profession requires one-on-one inheritance."

"But I think..."

Ligeia was not happy with Aiwas's choice.

As a former great arbitrator, she offered another idea that was more in line with "order" and "rules": "Wouldn't it be better to give this profession to the civilians of this city? You have already received this mark, so it is difficult to withdraw. But if you leave, how will the people here get water?"

"——No, I don't think so!"

Sherlock immediately spoke at a very fast speed: "Based on my observation and analysis of the Parthians, if they really master the power of the Good Master - I mean, no matter whether the people who get this power are civilians or slaves, they will eventually become new Good Masters, and nothing will change in the end. Because they don't want to erase the Good Master or abolish slavery. They have never seen freedom. They just want to become slave owners themselves. So if we give this power to him, Lady Ligeia -"

“…We will become accomplices.”

Ligeia responded.

"We can indeed become benevolent rulers temporarily and manage this city."

She looked at Aiwass: "But if we leave...what are you going to do, Aiwass?"

"It's very simple," Aiwass looked up at the dim yellow sky and said softly, "Just pull Yuan Tiansi down."

As long as we get the authority of Yuantiansi, we can truly change all this.

And that was what he was supposed to do.

"...The Tail Ring Ritual? Are you going to perform it yourself?"

"You don't need me to start it. Water is the only hard currency in the desert. Slaves are essentially secondary currency used to exchange for water. And each benefactor has limited access to water, which is the fundamental reason why their influence cannot be expanded indefinitely."

Aiwass said slowly: "Someone will definitely activate the Tail Ring, and it must be Yuan Tiansi. The water war has begun... The good master wants more water, and the rebels also want enough water. As long as the knowledge of the Tail Ring ceremony is introduced, someone will definitely perform the ceremony - this is also the reason why we came here, isn't it?
"Although the coming of Yuan Tiansi will cause the desert to turn into an ocean, resulting in the death of millions or tens of millions of people. But on the other hand, if it is well guided and well protected, this water can actually change everyone's life."

"Give them unlimited water..."

Sherlock thought for a moment, "That's a good idea. It sounds like some kind of economic war, which will cause the country's money to depreciate greatly, thus turning the rich into paupers - just let the money depreciate a hundred or a thousand times, which means that wealth will evaporate a hundred or a thousand times.

"If everyone becomes a pauper, then there will be no difference between the rich and the poor. But in Anxi, it is 'everyone gets water', that is, everyone becomes a rich man..."

interesting.

Sherlock's eyes lit up.

He looked at Aiwass and said firmly: "I'll help you - what do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)