Pastor's Tantra

Aiwass held the spear of light high in his hand, ready to throw like a javelin thrower.

The brilliant golden light, as bright as the sun, continued to condense in his hands.

What is parasitic in the body of "Dancing Skirt" is not the complete Whisper of the Void, nor is it the Pillar God of the Path of Nothingness. At most, it can only be called the Son of Nothingness.

——After all, they are nothing more than derivatives of the Angels.

Aiwass stared at the Son of Nothingness who was pierced by the silver spear of moonlight, and threw the spear of heaven's light in his hand.

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It completed the third level of acceleration the moment it left his hand, and the speed at which its tail grew was the same as the speed at which it was thrown - and precisely because of this, it seemed as if it had never left in front of Aiwass, but the front end rapidly extended, turning into a thicker and more ferocious posture.

Those dark golden runes were suspended, entwined around the light gun in circles.

There are three circles of runes, and the more runes there are, the larger the circle they form. It's like a segmented rocket - the first part is only as thick as an arm, while the second stage is as thick as a bucket, and the last third stage is as thick as a giant tree that cannot be surrounded by several people.

At this moment, the "dance skirt" has already broken free from the Silver Moon Spear.

Her chest and right arm had been melted by the power of Xue Tiansi and Hengwo, leaving only a head. However, because of this, the silver spear nailed to her chest also fell off.

But at this moment, the Son of Nothingness took the initiative to shatter the last piece of the "Dance Skirt"!

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

No, it's not an illusion.

The world slowly became clearer.

Colors collapsed, sounds became distorted, and everything was gradually coated with a layer of dim yellow, as if it was sealed in amber. Even the holy spear thrown by Aiwass was frozen in mid-air... It didn't even glow anymore, but looked like a strange rune tree cast in brass.

When the head in the dance skirt completely shattered, a cloud of dark and turbid smoke flew out.

It circled the field - Aiwass had a distinct feeling of being swept by something.

It was a slight tearing sensation. It wasn't the skin, nor the flesh... but a slight tingling sensation in the soul.

If anything, it's a bit like the slight sting you get on your tongue when you drink bubbly sparkling water.

Aiwass, Isabel, Sherlock - the Son of Nothingness glanced over them, but it was obviously not interested in them. Or rather, it could not reside in their bodies.

Yassen...

The Son of Nothingness obviously took some interest in him.

Although he doesn't seem to be very interested.

It's like when you're at a cheap buffet, you walk past buckets of unappetizing food with a look of trepidation, only to stumble upon something that's fairly edible, or that would taste unappetizing no matter how it's cooked - like a pair of greasy grilled chicken wings.

——The smoke looked at Yasen as if he was looking at a bucket of grilled chicken wings.

Whether it was Aiwass, Isabel or Sherlock - there was no gap left in their hearts.

Now there is no possibility for them to fall into nothingness.

But Yassen was different.

He began to doubt the meaning of his existence and felt the emptiness of life. Even more coincidentally, the sum of his path holy number was exactly ten.

Yassen's eyes suddenly widened.

He tried hard to clench his fists and avoid the void, but in this static world, he couldn't even move his body.

——Is it me?

It took only a moment for Yassen to realize the truth.

At first, he did nothing wrong.

He worked as a stevedore at the dock, working hard but barely able to support himself. Later, he was tricked into boarding a ship, only to find out that it was a pirate ship disguised as a merchant ship.

——The Sea Monster.

Smuggling, theft, murder... Of course, as a child, his hands were not stained with blood.

There is a saying on the sea that "women are an ominous sign". If you bring a woman on board, it may anger the Yuan Tiansi, thus causing a tsunami or a storm. Therefore, there are often sheep brothels on long-distance cargo ships to relieve the personal needs of sailors.

Of course, this kind of legend is nothing compared to the real gold. If they really kidnapped a young lady, they would definitely sell her to the shore after having fun with her, instead of drowning her directly. It's all for money, and you have to put your brain in your pants. We are all bastards who will go to hell sooner or later, so there's no need to worry too much about the punishment from God.

——But having said that, it is better to avoid it if possible. There is no need to go out of your way to seek death.

So there is another idea.

That is to recruit handsome and androgynous little boys to do odd jobs. They can be men, women, and animals. We can't let combatants do odd jobs like carrying things, right?

There is no end to such days. Pirates can't stay in this job for long, and it's not surprising to die at any time.

So later, when he docked, he stole some money and left quietly.

This was not the first time he stole something. For children who were not taken care of by others, if they did not know how to steal or were not aware of theft, they would have starved to death in a corner. But this was definitely the most dangerous one. If he failed on the shore, at most he would have a finger chopped off. But if he was found on the boat, he would be dead for sure.

——That is a meaningless life.

However, it was also because of his experience at sea that he had the opportunity to become a sailor on a cargo ship at a young age. He asked for a low salary, was quiet and obedient, and the captain liked to find such people - they would not cause trouble for them.

Later, he habitually stole and killed the second mate. He realized his mistake, so he stopped stealing and decided to concentrate on being a hardworking and capable sailor.

Later... he was discovered by the "Sea Monster" and all the people on the ship were implicated.

But it was not Yasen's fault... After all, even without him, the merchant ship would still be robbed by the pirates. The only difference was that Yasen's presence made the pirates determined to teach them a lesson. Even after receiving the captain's offering, they still chose to shoot and kill.

Fortunately, there was a captain who was a supernatural being, and they tried their best to kill the pirates.

But there were only three of them left.

In the sea where medical resources were scarce, the other two people except Yasen soon died of their injuries.

The other crew member had already died. Only Yassen and the captain were left on the ship.

So the captain handed over his inheritance to Yassen.

"...Captain, I'm sorry!"

The young Arsen broke down and cried hysterically: "It's all my fault!"

He couldn't accept that all this happened because of him.

Because of his mistake, the second mate was killed.

Because of his existence, everyone was killed.

"You're not wrong, Yassen."

The captain was lying in a deck chair on the deck, wearing his blood-stained captain's uniform.

He held the tobacco-free pipe in his mouth, humming and speaking indistinctly, "The child is not at fault. Blame it on this damn world."

"No, it's all my fault that the second mate..."

"He hurt himself, Yassen. I told you that you can't hide your wrongdoings... Even if you can hide them for a while, you can't hide them forever. That bastard doesn't know how to stop, and he will get his comeuppance sooner or later..."

The captain sneered: "I am the same. I am not a good person either, but you were not on this ship when I killed someone...

"Hey, how many people on this sea have clean hands? If you don't kill people, people will kill you... In a place without police, killing someone once can bring more profit than making three trips to trade."

He did not look at Yassen, for he had long lost his sight.

"Listen up, Yasin. You boy..."

The captain didn't finish his words.

The pipe in his mouth fell.

Yassen, howling, had no idea what the captain was going to say.

And after that, he continued to live a meaningless life.

He wanted to do good deeds, steal money from the rich and give it to the poor, but the rich were still rich and the poor were still poor; he wanted to join the Hawkeye organization, fight for justice and for humanity... but the missions he received were to kill people and steal things.

People worship the chivalrous thief Arsene and regard him as a symbol of justice and rebellion.

Little did he know, he was fighting for the big guys—killing their political enemies and stealing evidence of crimes.

Later, he was captured by the Son of the Moon and trained into a blood slave.

He relied on his tenacious willpower to resist the shackles of enchantment, and relied on his fame and speeches to restore the sanity of the other blood slaves, who decided to pursue freedom - but the consequence was that they were all chased back and died miserably.

This still doesn't make sense.

He lived a meaningless life and became a meaningless person.

He tried his best to push the stone from the top of the mountain, but it just fell into the valley on the other side.

No matter how hard he tried to do something well, fate was mocking him. All his efforts were meaningless, and the harder he tried, the more counterproductive it was.

Is it his fault?

And now... he wanted to fight against Xue Tiansi, so he came here fully armed.

He didn't understand much about nothingness, but what he understood was enough.

——If his body is taken over by the void, he will replace "Dancing Skirt" and become a more difficult enemy to fight.

You know, Wuqun has deleted the first level of her professional grade - but he is close to the fifth level, and even has the inheritance of the Tianshi Sutra!

Is his hard work going to backfire again?

At that moment, Yassen suddenly felt an inexplicable and extremely intense anger in his heart.

——I don’t want to die like this!

Even if I have to die, I will never die in defeat! I will never become a puppet of the enemy...

Never again become a slave or an object, be controlled by others, persecute your own people and close friends, and become a traitor who aids and abets evil!

——Get moving!

Or, at least—

Let me break!

The moment when Yasen's heart was no longer empty, the time that had frozen him began to waver.

The stagnation of time no longer has an absolute effect on him.

Yasen's skin turned red in an instant, and the blood vessels and veins on his neck bulged.

The veins on his forehead bulged, the blood vessels under his pupils suddenly broke, and his eyes were filled with blood.

The whole world began to shake in his intense anger.

It was like an earthquake, which gradually became more severe. It was like the sound of boiling water amplified countless times, mixed with severe tinnitus, and placed in the ears.

In the silent world, the rumbling sound gradually rolled up and became louder and louder, filling the entire still world.

In the entire world, only Yassen had color—a dark red color that was almost purple filled his skin, as if he was a person who was about to be strangled.

The next moment, the world suddenly shattered.

The dim light faded away in an instant, and time resumed its flow.

And because of his overflowing anger, Arsen's limbs were completely broken and bloody in almost frozen time.

The Void Child didn't attack him - he actually attacked himself. It was like a person in shackles struggling until his limbs were completely broken. Even more cruel than that...

Because Yassen couldn't move even an inch of his skin, he relied on his willpower to tear his skin all over his body and break his muscles.

His heart was hissing and smoking, like a completely overloaded machine.

In just a few seconds, he would have died suddenly.

Because of the almost boiling anger towards fate, the fragment of nothingness could no longer be integrated into his body.

It was like it hit a wall and suddenly bounced back. It was even like a leech that was touched by salt, and was partially melted by Yassen's boiling emotions, becoming extremely weak.

In an instant, Aiwass's Heavenly Light Spear pierced it through!

But that’s why…

The Son of Nothingness, who had no physical body, was not shaken at all by this attack.

It is not a spirit.

It is a body of information.

It doesn't even have the structure and filling of a soul, it's just a "layer" or a "texture".

Just then…

Xue Tiansi suddenly rushed back!

——She grasped the fragment of nothingness!

Because of his sufficient resistance to nothingness, Xue Tiansi cannot be completely invaded by nothingness.

However, under the active fusion of Xue Tiansi, a part of the Son of Nothingness still penetrated into Xue Tiansi's soul.

But rather than saying that the Son of Nothingness drilled into Xue Tiansi's soul, it would be more accurate to say that Xue Tiansi took the Son of Nothingness and forced it into his own body!

This completely conflicting fusion caused Xue Tiansi's skin to break into pieces. Black lines appeared on her face, collarbone, and back... The Son of Nothingness also obviously realized something and wanted to get out.

But it was too late.

And when the Son of Nothingness possesses a body again, it means that it now exists correctly in the world.

therefore--

The Heaven's Light Spear didn't stop for a moment, and suddenly pierced through the Blood Sky Master!

The light was extremely blazing and instantly poured into Xue Tiansi's body.

The light ignited from within the Blood Sky Princess, dispelling the darkness - she was like broken porcelain, oozing with infinite light.

At that moment, Isabel hesitated.

She subconsciously held Aiwas's hand - not to stop Aiwas, but instinctively wanted to stand with Aiwas.

Like an accomplice, he wanted to provide power to Aiwass.

And Aiwass did hesitate for a moment, considering whether to hold back...

But after his eyes met with Xue Tiansi's - just a moment of eye contact, Aiwas understood Xue Tiansi's determination.

Without any hesitation, Aiwass fully spread his white wings.

The three rings - platinum, brilliant gold and dark gold overlapped and began to spin at high speed -

"——Paradise Lost!"