Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1199 Eternal City
Before the shark began to dive, the emerald on Aiwas' chest began to shine with a green glow.

There were no words or rituals, only the barely perceptible fluctuations of the power of the Adaptation Path, and the figures of Aiwas and Leviathan were hidden. The increasingly sharp sound of the gliding, like a dive bomber, suddenly disappeared before reaching the maximum.

The free people on earth were either kneeling before various idols or praying intently.

No one looked up at the sky—and no one dared to do so.

If you look up at the sky, it is equivalent to placing the statues of "Generous Adil" everywhere in the city below your sight. In Anxi, "looking down on someone" means looking down on someone or despising someone. If someone is reported by someone with ulterior motives or discovered by the soldiers, they will immediately increase their attention to this person.

Because of this, the people in Paradise City mostly look at the ground humbly when they walk. They wear long robes and hoods, hunch over and move slowly on the empty and clean streets.

Aiwass and Shark landed silently behind a temporarily empty building.

The scales on Leviathan's body broke off and separated from the body, floating in the air.

The nearly three-meter-tall body melted into a sticky blood core. Then the blood core suddenly expanded and turned into a well-behaved little girl.

The color of her hair and eyes reminds people of the deep and bottomless ocean.

The originally suspended scales touched and merged with each other, turning into a dark blue dress. After being worn on Leviathan, it gradually began to add texture and details from a blurry mosaic model, gradually becoming like a real dress.

Aiwass realized that it was the dress Isabel was wearing at the moment. It was just that Isabel always liked white and green, and her dress was often a combination of white, yellow and various greens... while Shark repainted it with blue, dark blue and purple.

"dad……"

She stretched out her soft, white hands to Aiwass, and looked at him eagerly. Her crystal eyes reminded Aiwass of a puppy running over with a toy in its mouth, asking its owner to play with it.

Shark was only as tall as Aiwas' waist, and even smaller than No. 14 in the promotion ceremony. This made Aiwas even have the illusion that "this might really be my daughter" for a moment.

Aiwass couldn't help but reach out and touch Shark's hair, but he immediately felt something was wrong - it wasn't the feel of human hair, but was obviously harder, thinner and smoother. To describe it, it felt like optical fiber... or like some kind of wig.

He reached out and squeezed Shark's hand again, feeling the unusually hot temperature.

It was even hotter than the temperature of a head during a high fever, just like a hot spring pool with white smoke rising from it. If an ordinary person came into contact with Leviathan, they might even get burned.

Aiwass knew that Leviathan's flesh and blood had this temperature - when she was fighting, flying or training, her body temperature would gradually rise to an absurd level, probably maintaining at around 60 degrees, and the temperature would rise further in fierce battles.

It is precisely to improve the heat dissipation performance that she has so many heat dissipation holes on her body in the phantom form, making her look like a fighter jet. When she is flying, she can draw air through these holes with almost violent efficiency and eject high-temperature white smoke that distorts the air.

It is now obvious that the residual heat generated during the flight has not completely dissipated.

But for Aiwass, this level of high temperature only makes him feel warm.

"Shhh."

Aiwass stretched out his other hand, put it in front of his mouth and whispered, "Try to talk less, Shark."

Shark nodded quickly, but his eyes were still shining as he looked at Aiwass expectantly.

She lowered her voice to a whisper and asked, "What are we going to do, Dad?"

For her, it was the first time for her to go on an "adventure" in a strange place with Aiwass. Not to mention, she clearly understood that the owner of this place was Aiwass's enemy, and once his identity was discovered, he would immediately start fighting... She felt itchy and eager to try, and she was looking forward to the plot of being discovered.

"Just a little stroll, then we'll go find Adil."

Aiwass was also somewhat curious about the Paradise City, otherwise they would have landed directly near the Palace of the Good Lord.

This was the first authentic Parthian city-state he had ever seen. Rock Cellar City didn't count, because when people recovered from their petrified state, their living conditions had already been destroyed. And then Aiwass became a good lord and re-established new rules for Dawn City, which was even less interesting.

Moreover, compared with other Parthian city-states, Paradise City is undoubtedly more advanced.

Why did it form such a unique rule and what did the "generous Adil" think? This made Aiwas very curious. Even after his subordinates transformed into demons, they still praised the Paradise City. This piety was undoubtedly real.

When Aiwas led Shark out, he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Although Aiwas had witnessed the splendor of this city when he looked down from above, only when he was in it could he feel the sacredness and prosperity that was different from Avalon and Star Antimony.

This desert city-state, with only more than 300 free people living in it, does not seem empty; there are many people walking around on the streets, but it does not seem crowded.

A group of young students surrounded a teacher who was sitting cross-legged next to the fountain, waiting on the roadside to listen to what he was saying; an old man playing the harp was playing ancient songs with his eyes closed in another part of the fountain square.

Some women in colorful skirts walked barefoot on the stone slabs, with golden anklets or silver bracelets hanging on their ankles. They carried pottery jars in their hands and cloth bags around their waists, obviously going to get food and water.

It was only seven in the morning, dawn.

A refreshing mist permeates the city, and this precious, damp and cool breath brings a strong sense of well-being in the desert.

This city was not like Rock Cellar City, which gave people a wild and rustic feeling like a rural-urban junction. The entire city was paved with white alchemical slabs, and the floors were tightly fitted and full of a sense of order. Aiwass thought he had returned to the White Queen District of Avalon.

The buildings here are even more beautiful and huge than those in the White Queen District - the exterior walls of all the buildings are carved by first-class craftsmen. The main styles are palm leaves and laurel leaves.

On top of these reliefs, there is a special kind of colored bricks as decoration... They look a bit like colored glass and a bit like stone. It is an opaque gem that doesn't look that expensive. Aiwass doesn't recognize it, but he can feel its strong beauty.

Unlike the Rock Cellar City, which was built with stone pillars and domes, the core word for the architecture of the Paradise City should be "spire." Platforms of varying heights extended from the sides or tops of many buildings.

They were all burning with flames and emitting smoke... They were altars of fire. They looked like huge candlesticks. This was a rare sight in the ancient Parthian Empire, which worshipped water.

There are statues of "Generous Adil" everywhere in the city, with several on every street, and their postures are different.

The closest one is right next to Aiwass. It is a seated sculpture about two meters above the ground and about three meters high.

Adil is a middle-aged man with a big beard who looks to be in his forties but has a kind face. He wears a long robe and has a handsome face and deep features, looking like an ancient Greek scholar.

He was maintaining a "thinking" posture. Not far away, several people were kneeling and praying, chanting the ballad "Praise the generous Adil, praise the merciful Adil" devoutly.

Although the entire city was engulfed in war, there was a quiet sense of peace and happiness in the city.

The people here are obviously satisfied with their peaceful and eternal life and would not ask for more.

(End of this chapter)