Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1192: Huan Tiansi is shaken for a moment
The once glorious Winged Ones have now fallen to this state...

Aiwass looked at Chief Erlo, who was kneeling before him as if he was worshipping a god, and sighed again.

Thinking back to those days...

In the most glorious era of the Winged Ones, both the elves as the Breasted Ones and the Atlanteans as the Scaled Ones were merely servants of the Winged Ones.

Winged Angel, who was able to ascend to god by killing the giant sky-eating beast Nibiru as a mortal, and the Supreme Angel and Great Angel who became him after splitting, the perfect and powerful ninth pillar god Amber, plus the Fallen Angel whose wings and body were cheated away by the Ringed Angel... and the Ringed Angel, who gained half of Lucifer's power and was upgraded from a scaly being to a winged serpent.

These great beings are all winged beings!
But with so many winged gods around, the winged race has degenerated into this barbaric and primitive posture, degenerating into eagle-bodied people who cannot survive without harming others.

It was as if he had been imbued with power by the High Heaven, thus becoming reckless and savage, and inheriting the desire to eat humans from the Sky-Eating Beast;
It was as if their wisdom had been sealed off by the Great Master, so the Winged Ones, who were the strongest spellcasting clan in ancient times, only had a very small number of wise men who spontaneously mutated to adapt to the path of wisdom;
It was as if they were seduced by the Fallen Angel and became corrupt and sinful; it was as if they were deceived by the Ring Angel and thus scattered all over the ground like the Tower of Babel, unable to gather together.

——And Amber is still sleeping soundly.

So many gods failed to become the ladder for the tribe to ascend to heaven. Instead, they seemed to have turned into shackles one after another, making the originally noble, brilliant and glorious race become obscure.

"...It seems that the dwarves' foolish dreams are meaningless."

Aiwass murmured sarcastically.

Aiwass's mood at this moment was extremely complicated.

Because the fall of the Winged Ones was closely related to Huan Tiansi - it was because Huan Tiansi tampered with the ceremony of Lucifer's ascension that Lucifer only ascended halfway. The part of Lucifer's spirit that was the kind side was torn off by the ceremony, and Huan Tiansi took his place and ascended smoothly.

This incident directly led to the demise of the Winged People.

Later, Aiwas himself inherited the authority of the Winged King from the remaining soul of Lucifer.

If Huan Tiansi is considered as a part of Aiwass... No, Aiwass's sense of morality makes it impossible for him to cut ties with Ah Huan on this matter. Because he clearly knows that it is his future, past, and another world line. If he claims that he is not the same person as himself, it would be too hypocritical and incompetent.

It's like I'm running away.

Needless to say, at this moment, Aiwass was really the King of Winged Ones—even the second and last generation of the King of Winged Ones passed it down to him personally a thousand years ago. Although Aiwass and Lucifer had only met once, he did think that he was a respectable friend, and the white wings he gave to Aiwass also helped and saved Aiwass several times.

It's like being entrusted to a friend.

And now, Chief Erlo was still kowtowed before him.

Even though Aiwass had no friendship with these harpy men before...

——How could he turn a blind eye at this moment?
“…The burden has become heavier.”

Aiwass murmured.

For some reason, when he decided to take over this responsibility himself, the heavy feeling that had been accumulating in his heart suddenly felt a lot lighter.

Looking at Chief Ero kneeling on the ground, Aiwas' pupils suddenly shrank.

A sentence that the Fallen Angel once said suddenly popped up in his mind.

Or rather...that's what the snake once said to Lucifer.

The memory was so clear that it appeared directly in his heart, even with the voice and the preface. It was as if it was not just a memory of a sentence, but a memory of what he had said to Lucifer as Ai Shiping.

It was not the blurred face bathed in light; nor was it the Fallen Angel's face that had regained its body through the self-sacrifice of the Shepherd, thus becoming exactly the same as Aiwas and Huan Tiansi.

It was a new and unfamiliar face that he had never seen in his previous memory.

——It was a face that was about four points similar to the Supreme Heaven.

Compared to Ai Shiping, who wears a monocle, has long hair, and squinty eyes, and doesn't look like a good person at all... Lucifer's body is as tall as a giant, but his appearance is as childish as a teenager.

The long platinum hair was braided into three braids, one at the back and two in front of the shoulders; the smile was closer to cuteness than handsomeness, making her look like a boy, but more like a girl; the deep blue pupils were like sapphires, shining with an unforgettable vitality and hope.

He was holding himself carefully in his hands, like a child playing with a beloved model that he had put together by himself, afraid of accidentally crushing himself. And he was fearlessly leaning against his warm fingers, as if leaning against a wall, and his legs were swinging freely back and forth.

"But...Snake," the winged being with dazzling beauty looked at Aiwass, and his words echoed in Aiwass' heart, "You have sacrificed so much, but no one knows about this. Is there any meaning in saving someone who is unknown?"

"Shh..."

"Myself" chuckled, put his fingers in front of his mouth, squinted his eyes and showed a mysterious smile.

In an age without language, people could understand each other just by making eye contact.

——Saving the world must be a secret, Lucifer.

"People must never know..."

"Myself" said calmly in a language that does not exist at this time or in this world, with a slightly lost and melancholy mood: "Never... let people know how far you can go."

The illusion of the past is fleeting.

Aiwass came back to reality in an instant, while Chief Ero was still banging his head rhythmically like a renovation crew hammering nails - with the physical fitness of a fifth-level transcendent, even if she broke the floor for Aiwass, she would not suffer the slightest damage.

That is……

The motto of the savior of the past.

Aiwass was certain that this was definitely not the knowledge and memory he had ever had.

and so……

Aiwass raised his head and looked at the magnificent mural on the roof.

With these obstructions blocking the way, he couldn't see the sky clearly while sitting here.

...Is this the same as those new memories that appeared out of nowhere before? Was it sent to me by Huan Tiansi?

What was Huan Tiansi's motive for doing such a thing?
Or...is this also something He has experienced in the past?
Was He doing this to stop me, to admonish me?
"I can't save the world if I carry more and more burdens... Is that what you mean?"

Aiwass murmured in a low voice that only he could hear.

He should have sneered, laughed, and laughed wildly at Huan Tiansi's cowardice, then proudly declared "I am different from you" and vowed to do better - he had always done so.

But now, Aiwass didn't do that.

“Saving the hearts of others… should not be laughed at in any way.”

Looking at the sky, Aiwass said solemnly, "Whether you feel pain and anger from being betrayed, or tired and desperate because you can't save everyone... no matter what your motive is, you sent me such a message... I won't laugh at you."

Because the former Huan Tiansi was truly the savior.

Aiwass is now becoming more aware of this.

He really had carried it all before...had really fought and struggled.

But now he has given up, he is tired and regretful.

but no matter--

At least the Ai Shiping back then, the Ai Shiping who realized "never let people know how far you can go", must have done something great.

A failed savior should not be laughed at.

Otherwise, wouldn't I become another Huan Tiansi?
——Shouldn’t a savior who has done nothing be ridiculed more than a failed savior?
“…You’ve done very well.”

This was the first time Aiwas spoke to Huan Tiansi in such a gentle tone: "It's just that maybe it's still a little short... well, a little short of luck, or a little short of persistence, or some mistakes in the direction, or maybe it's just the last bit, it's really a pity.

"It's okay, I'll give it a try this time." He knew Huan Tiansi could hear him.

And at this moment.

Dream world, focus point.

Huan Tiansi was indeed staring at Aiwas, feeling the memory becoming blurred and incomplete.

The memory just now was what he packed and sent over. He actually knew that this part of the memory was not contaminated by nothingness, and it was not a "non-existent memory" that appeared out of thin air... but he was just a little reluctant.

Transferring memories certainly does not require deleting copies.

But the "purpose" of transferring memories requires——

Huan Tiansi sent his memories to Aiwass because he didn't want those precious memories to be polluted and rewritten by nothingness. In principle, he should delete these uncontrollable memories that would shake him. It's like the villain who loses his mind when hearing a childhood ballad... That is an absolutely fatal spiritual gap that is not allowed to exist.

He just felt a little reluctant...that's why he gave this memory to Aiwass before deciding to delete it.

He didn't send the reason why he said these words...but as expected, Aiwass guessed it.

"……snort."

Ai Shiping snorted softly and closed his eyes.

This kind of tacit understanding made him feel a little happy. Aiwass's gentle words afterwards also made his heart feel a little shaken.

How long has it been since someone cared about me so much...?

"—get out, Nothingness."

Huan Tiansi murmured softly with his eyes closed.

He erased all the sympathy and slight emotion he had just felt for Aiwass, the regret and self-examination for the past... and the hesitation in his plan. It was as if he had seen nothing.

This inexplicable weakness must also be caused by the infection of nothingness.

"The all-permeating nothingness..."

Huan Tiansi murmured in a low voice, stretched out his hand and swiped... Aiwass on the screen was switched to a snakeman high priest who was praying to him. Without listening to the content of the other party's prayer, he directly clicked to agree.

He decided to temporarily remove his monitor from Aiwass.

At least for the time being, Huan Tiansi didn't want to see this face or hear his voice anymore.

And at this time, the material world.

Aiwass reached out and helped up Chief Erlo, who was kowtowed more and more rhythmically, like beating a war drum, and said helplessly but firmly: "The Winged Ones... No, the harpy tribe will be left to me.

"In the name of the Winged King, I will take you to the other side of happiness.

"…But don't touch me, Erlo. This is my first order to you as a king. Do not harass me and my companions."

Aiwass reached out and slapped away Erlo who was stroking his arm.

He was somewhat unable to hold back.

As soon as he helped Chief Erlo up, her hand moved along Aiwas's forearm and up to his upper arm, and was about to move to his chest.

——What should I do? The sense of déjà vu of the barbaric alien mercenaries is getting stronger and stronger.

"Of course, of course, my king...is that what I should call you?"

Erlo did not feel sad at all about Aiwas's ban, but he immediately obeyed the order and did not continue to touch her.

She looked at Aiwass with sparkling eyes - the blood characteristics from the Path of Authority had already told her what it meant to be the "King of Wings".

He was the savior destined in the bloodline of the harpy people.

It is the mark of obedience passed down from their bloodline of the Winged Ones!
He is the only one in the world who can be trusted and can redeem them. He is a mother higher than all mothers and a chief greater than all chiefs.

"The monarch from a thousand years ago, the king of destiny..."

Er Luo murmured: "I actually found it..."

Before becoming the leader of the "Desert Voice" organization and the mother of more than 30 children, Erlo was first and foremost the great chief of the harpy people.

The savagery and violence in her blood, as well as the madness from her blood of love, naturally would not allow her to be kind and choose to go the opposite way from her own people. She restrained her harpy men from robbing caravans, but she was more aware of "authority" than "strength".

That does not come from kindness, but from cunning.

She realized that if she just plundered blindly, the place would only become more and more desolate.

The harpy people neither raise livestock nor plant crops, nor are they good at ruling foreign races... This is why they want to kill all foreign races except for the thin scholars. The absolute obedience of the harpy people like soldiers comes from the characteristics of their blood, just like bees or ants, not because the chief has any special personality charm.

But even if she won the battles repeatedly, she could not feed so many of her own people and could only let them die.

If you want to feed more and more harpy men, it is simply not enough to rely on those scattered brothels or bandit camps.

She needed to make Anxi more prosperous so they could eat better.

That's why she restrained the surrounding tribes and ordered them not to plunder her territory. The messengers she sent controlled half of the information channels in Anxi... Although she was the one who delivered messages and couriers, she could also prevent other people's messages and couriers from being delivered. When she was the only one doing this job in this area, she had actually formed a monopoly.

So she had the confidence to confront the good people and demand more concessions, more protection... and more disregard.

She also restrained her sisters and younger generations, trying to rob only the sheep and not hurt people. It was just the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

If you want to reproduce, go to the city to find a man. It would be best if you could bring back some money, which is also a kind of looting - if you can't bring back any, then just go out for fun.

And all this is because she wants her tribe to occupy a larger territory and to feed more people.

The era of "power" is gone, and now is the era of "authoritarianism".

Perhaps that was why she found the King of the Harpies!

Even if she was a great chief, she could only control her own bloodline. She just radiated her bloodline and used her authority to seize the position of chief of the surrounding tribes, thereby indirectly controlling the surrounding tribes.

She could vaguely feel that there should be a position above the great chief.

Many harpy people believed that this should be the location of the sixth energy level, so they held various bloody rituals in an attempt to advance to the sixth energy level.

But Erlo thinks it's not that simple.

Now it has been proven that she was right.

The King of the Harpies

With this as a banner, the harpies from all over the world will unite and gather here.

How many people would that be?

Hundreds of thousands? Millions?
What can they do? Gather together as a nation? Restore glory?

Or...

— Become a winged being again?
(End of this chapter)