Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1211 What’s your name?

Paradise City, outside the city.

In an occupied snakeman temple, the statue of Huantiansi that was originally enshrined there has been smashed.

The original image of Huan Tiansi should be a handsome young man with long hair and a monocle, with three pairs of six wings behind him and a snake tail below his waist. He holds a ring in front of him with both hands, and looks down at the earth with a smile.

At this moment, the upper half of his body had shattered and collapsed to the ground.

The golden ring in his hand had been taken away, the silver wings inlaid with six-colored gems had been broken, and the diamond monocle had naturally been taken away as well - although it was actually embedded in the eye of the statue, so even half of his face had been violently smashed.

In a world where gods really exist, this behavior is undoubtedly a true blasphemy.

But for these Parthians who have a simple view of reincarnation... they have even prepared themselves mentally for being sent to hell after death, and have even made plans to massacre the city.

Is this blasphemous taboo still needed now?

Since Huan Tiansi did not help them when they were suffering, there is no reason to stop them now that they are coming for revenge.

The people hated by the Red Hand included the high priests of the temples. Compared with ordinary freemen, they had higher power and status. Not only did they not have to starve, but they could also wear gorgeous clothes, be accompanied by servants, and have no worries about food and clothing without even having to work.

Now that I have the power and opportunity for revenge, I naturally cannot let these people go!

What ethics and morals can a person who may not even live to see tomorrow care about?

Those gathered here at this moment are the elite of the Red Hand Gang - but although they are called elite, in fact, none of them even have the fifth energy level.

They are here only to protect their leader, using their bodies as detection eyes, bearing the cost of rituals and preventively sharing the curse.

Hassan the Flame Fist himself sat in the center of the altar where the magic circle he had rewritten was pointing, and he put the golden ring in the hands of the Holy Statue of Heaven in the same way as a hula hoop, meditating with his eyes closed.

This is not a wizard's spell, but rather is related to ritual spells.

Huan Tiansi is the Tail-Ending Tiansi and the Infinite Tiansi. Relying on the resonance and transformation of the six elemental spells, He can flexibly control and infinitely expand His power. In the desert, this means that the priests of Huan Tiansi can use this power to expand the water source given to the good masters by Huayuan Tiansi... This is also the reason why the good masters have a better attitude towards the priests of Huan Tiansi.

Hassan the Flaming Fist's idea is very simple.

——Since it can expand water, then it can expand fire.

So he directly killed the priest of Huan Tiansi and occupied a temple. He used a blasphemous ritual to steal the power of Huan Tiansi, and used the fragment of Tiansi in his left arm as a medium to continuously amplify the purest fire power.

This was certainly not something he could have imagined.

This was the knowledge a witch had taught him... She and the people behind her seemed to be looking forward to being able to kill Adil.

The prosthetic limbs that could seal the fragments of Geometry Celestial Being, the ritual spells that could steal Celestial Being's power... and the dirty badge that could prevent Celestial Being's power from discovering it were all gifts she gave him. When he first met the witch, he was still in the Mage Tower.

--use?
That doesn't matter.

Hassan didn't care if anyone was taking advantage of him.

He only needs to achieve his own goals, and does not need to hinder the goals of others. This is also what he learned from the Mage Tower... Sometimes, even mages need to be forced to cooperate with others. How to define "necessary cooperation" depends on whether the other party can bring him irreplaceable benefits.

As long as there is no betrayal or deception in this cooperation, and as long as both parties achieve the same goal, then it can be considered a close and tacit cooperation - as for whether his actions will bring more benefits to others or whether he will pay a higher price for it, this is actually not within Hassan's consideration.

As his followers thought -

If you may not even live to see tomorrow, why worry about the future?

With the help of Huan Tiansi's infinite power, he did summon an incomparably powerful force.

This made Hassan quite excited - they had only been fighting with Paradise City for two days, and they had already felt great resistance. Paradise City was too strong, and even Hassan regretted it a little... They should have prioritized attacking other city-states to accumulate strength, surround it and cut off supplies, instead of attacking Paradise City directly.

Because after returning, Hassan found that the Red Hand members had become so numerous - they even had a thousand camels!

This made Hassan too excited and he acted a little rashly.

In just two days, hundreds of brothers had died at the hands of the slave cavalry of Paradise City... and the fire they set did not even disrupt the daily lives of the residents in the central area. The benevolent lord of Paradise City did not even release his own guards, and the casualties they caused were basically all due to Hassan's spell damage.

However, his magic has its limits.

Even with the benefit of the Tiansi fragments, there are only so many spells that can be used every day.

This is also the inevitable problem that comes with a spellcaster's high level... Once the mana is exhausted, he must retreat to sleep to replenish it, and high-level spells consume more mana than each other. It is even possible that within less than half an hour of fighting, he can directly use up a day's mana.

Having the opportunity to use ritual spells to bypass the army and slave cavalry of Paradise City and directly bombard the city is undoubtedly an excellent strategy - the Red Hand Gang are, after all, civilians and slaves, and even if they have gained extraordinary powers due to their extreme ideas and the great inheritance of King Bingxin, their level is not high enough and they have no props at all.

Once dragged into a war of attrition, death is inevitable.

Their advantage lies in the fact that they are the attackers and have the initiative in their hands - so they can directly strike the target out of sight, which is undoubtedly the most correct tactic.

Hassan brought the most correct props, chose the most correct diplomacy, led the most correct organization, and determined the most correct tactics...

——But he still lost.

The magic circle that was running under him suddenly exploded!

The violent explosion engulfed Hassan, and the golden ring he wore on his body was also twisted and deformed suddenly - but thanks to the elemental protection of the golden ring, he did not die on the spot. The force of the impact was converted into magic power and replenished into his body...but the people around him were all killed.

Even the entire temple began to collapse!
The backlash from the spell being violently lifted and the backlash from the ritual spell being cracked came together, causing Hassan to spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

There were even internal organs that were completely shattered and emitted hot white smoke.

"hateful……"

Hassan struggled to crawl out of the shattered ritual platform. "Chief!"

"——Hassan!"

As the building was about to collapse, people outside rushed in without regard for their own safety, pulled Hassan out of the rubble, forcibly lifted him up and carried him out.

Just as his loyal followers led him away from the temple, the desecrated snake-man temple suddenly collapsed.

"hateful……"

Hassan cursed in a daze.

He had just controlled the "sun" in the sky, and even found the good master and killed him with great difficulty.

But shortly after that, his consciousness suddenly shattered - he still hasn't figured out what killed "himself".

I don't mind dying, but it's a shame that I didn't succeed...

Obviously, they were just a little bit away from destroying Paradise City—

"Congratulations, Hassan."

A woman's voice came slowly.

"who!"

"come out!"

Hassan's followers cursed warily, but Hassan relaxed after hearing her voice.

Silver-blue hair, sapphire-like eyes... a beautiful face that reminded him of a lake, and a mystical teacher who gifted him with a precious ritual. To this day, Hassan still doesn't know the other person's name.

As she approached, Hassan's manic followers gradually relaxed their weapons under her demonic charm, pointed them at the ground, and then dropped them with a clang.

They watched her approaching in fascination, and gradually became quiet. Finally, there was no sound except for the sound of the woman's footsteps, and everyone even held their breath.

"You did a great job, Hassan."

The witch gently stroked Hassan's blood-stained face, gave him a gentle smile and kissed his forehead.

"Adil is dead. You win."

"……what?"

Contrary to expectations, Hassan did not feel happy.

He just asked in disbelief: "Adiel died? When?"

"It was destroyed at the same time as the 'Ritual Spell: The Third Sun Furnace' you cast. Obviously, he had no choice but to choose death in order to fight against the powerful you."

The witch smiled.

But Hassan couldn't laugh.

He only felt a great emptiness in his heart, and an indescribable fear.

He stared at the witch and realized that he seemed to have accepted a gift that he shouldn't have.

"who are you?"

Hassan stared at the witch and said in a hoarse voice, "What is your name?"

"Morgan."

Morgan smiled and said, “As a mage, you should have heard of my name… I am Morgan.

"You have no idea what a great deed you have just performed, Hassan. If you knew, you would be thrilled with your own bravery and devotion."

"I...what did I do?"

Hassan's voice was trembling.

He realized something, but didn't dare to admit it.

Morgan just smiled and looked at him, and said slowly: "You will know soon.

"The stars...are about to fall."

Update completed!
Ah, I saw someone asked this question so I'll mention it here...

It was said before that it would be completed at the end of May, which was calculated according to the original outline plan.

The original title of this book was "The Ring of Tail", so it was originally scheduled to be published on 521, and it was completed on 521 two years later, so I said it was the end of May. A cycle that is connected from beginning to end in the name of love, isn't it also very romantic?

But the cat’s body can no longer hold on in the past few months, and the updates have been completely unstable, so the progress is actually much slower than expected... It is currently April 18th, but in fact this part of the plot is still from March.

Now it seems that it will be good if I can finish it in mid-June or even the end of June. So don't worry about it ending suddenly. If my body can't bear it, I will further reduce the updates, and at most I will write until July... But I don't want to take too long a leave, I'm worried that if I relax, I will collapse.

I'm going to the hospital tomorrow afternoon and may be a little late when I come back. Don't wait for the update, you can check it the next morning.

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(End of this chapter)