Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 813 The hunt begins, Heleqin!

Pomponazzi felt his mind go blank for a moment.

When he woke up again, his body felt extremely tired and weak, as if all his strength had been drained away.

——It was as if he was frozen in time, and Aleister beat him up and then took the opportunity to escape!
Of course, Pomponazzi knew it was just an illusion.

Time did not stop, this was another application of the preservation technique - directly "preserving" Lady Bayard in a safe place. As for myself, who was immersed in the power of dusk, the surging power of the path of love in my body was also severely restrained and thus weakened.

Just like warm blood quickly coagulates and dries up on a cold winter night.

Pomponazzi hated the evening road.

He would never admit that he was aging, and even more so refused to admit that he had strayed onto the path of twilight... This was precisely because of his strong aversion to the path of twilight.

And now, the eerie feeling that remained in his body made Peng Bonazi extremely disgusted.

This power... its aura is very similar to the ice that caused me to fall into the hallucination before...

"dusk--"

Peng Bonazi said this through gritted teeth, his voice full of hatred.

no doubt.

The special power that Baroness Bayard used before undoubtedly came from Dark Phase Grunewald!

——This is not groundless speculation.

The power of dusk that could control him, plus it was winter, and there was heavy snow outside... and he happened to be at Grunewald's home ground. Aleister mentioned when they met that Heinrich was also frozen here.

This just proves that everything is Grunewald's conspiracy!

No wonder she stayed here on purpose!
"Want to kill me?"

Pomponazzi's voice became louder and louder, with more and more emphasis: "You can try--"

The armor formed by the fast-flowing blood suddenly shattered, revealing a ferocious and sharp right hand like a dragon.

He suddenly reached down and grabbed the ground, and the ground of the Spirit Tower was easily crushed like tofu.

And then, blood and energy were infused into the entire spirit tower through the ground.

The faucets were spinning automatically at high speed one after another, and hot blood with white smoke spurted out from the faucets on every floor.

The corrosive blood fell to the ground and burned through the walls of the Spirit Tower, and white smoke full of vitality flowed throughout the corridor.

Some students passing by breathed in the white smoke and began to cough violently. But before they could cough for long, a bloody hand suddenly stretched out from their chests and abdomens, and then their stomachs were ripped open.

Some are boys and some are girls.

They were only seven or eight years old and they crawled out directly from their chests and abdomens.

The bloody children bathed in the corrosive white mist, and the translucent blood film covering their bodies was corroded away in the blink of an eye, while their skin quickly became intact. They grew up rapidly, and after just a few steps, they turned into teenage boys and girls.

In the entire Psychic Tower, there are constantly newborn babies and young people who have grown up to their twenties.

Some clones stopped growing when they were in their teens, some stopped at a few years old, some stopped in their twenties or thirties... There were even middle-aged people in their forties or fifties, and elderly people in their sixties or seventies.

There were twenty, thirty, forty... and finally the number was fixed at sixty-six.

Pomponazzi the Ageless—

The moments in his life that he was supposed to experience but didn't have the chance to experience, all manifested at this moment as one clone after another.

Rather than saying that his mind is split into so many parts...

It would be better to say that he manifested the bodies of many people and then gave them his own faces.

At this moment, the dusk-colored halo expanded again - enveloping the dying students, causing them to disappear instantly.

And on the top floor, Aleister was being kept here.

Looking at the students who were rescued, her expression was extremely serious.

Two pure white flame butterflies emerged from between her fingers.

Compared to the flame butterflies summoned by Aiwass, they seem to be larger.

[2x·Spell Increase: The reach of this spell is doubled]

The students who were teleported back in a disemboweled state and covered in blood were divided into two piles by Mathias, male and female. Two pure white flame butterflies flew over them, and then bloomed with brilliant light.

That is the positive effect of the Flame Butterfly, which summons out a flame butterfly with healing power!
After its range was enlarged, two powerful new healing stars bloomed!

These two range treatments covered all the injured at the same time, allowing them to recover instantly.

Even Aleister, the healer, felt satisfied.

——It feels so good!

This large-scale treatment can be perfectly filled without overflowing, and has a very obsessive-compulsive aesthetic...

At this moment, Christina, who had just recovered but was still weak, lay on the ground with her eyes wide open looking at Aleister. Her blurred vision gradually focused and she recognized the man who had saved herself and her classmates.

I was saved once again...

This thought came to her mind, and the earthbound spirit in her mind became excited and clamored to come out. At this time, Aleister just whispered to Principal Matthias: "Is that some kind of clone technique?"

"That is the art of creation. He has vaguely touched the essence of the source river, just like me. If he can ascend to the dream world, he can also become a heavenly master... But I have never seen this move before. You are the first person who can force him to this point."

The lich floated in the air, emitting a hollow voice with an echo: "Pomponazzi cut up his own soul and released it...using the bodies of others as materials to create 'himself'.

"Over the years, he has been accustomed to using the method of 'family punishment' to absorb his own children who made mistakes, bypassing their immortality and giving them a decisive death. In this way, he has created an image of authority that is not cruel but very powerful.

"But those souls are still in him. They have just merged with him... I warned Pomponazzi, and he seemed to enjoy it."

"...Maybe he thought this would make him less lonely."

Aleister whispered.

And the lich replied: "Obviously, he didn't.

"The soul of the Moon Child cannot ascend to the dream world, so the souls of those people merged with him. He did not grind down their consciousness... This would bring him an increasingly heavy burden. One day he would go mad and no longer be his original self.

"Now it seems... he probably had a plan in advance. This is not a clone technique, each one is the original body - if any one escapes, it is equivalent to his complete escape. And it is difficult to completely kill each 'Pomponaqi'. It takes at least six to ten kills to exhaust the blood and energy."

"……escape?"

Aleister caught Mathias's meaning: "Is he going to escape?"

"After all, Pomponazzi's character is not aggressive... He was a very rational person back then, an outlier among the Moon Children. He probably doesn't know that you are stalling for time.

"From his reaction, he probably sensed that your level of love is the same as his, or even higher, so he is very cautious with you.

"Pomponazi pretended to be angry with you, but he actually wanted to disrupt the situation and take the opportunity to escape. He felt that it was unfair to fight you in this environment... When he first 'attacked' you, he just threw something at you, which was proof of that.

"If you concentrate on preparing for battle with him, he will take the opportunity to transform and escape."

The lich Grunewald knew this old friend too well and directly pointed out the real intentions of the Red Prime Minister Pomponazzi.

In fact, Aleister also felt it vaguely - although Pomponazzi had a strong murderous intention, he did not launch a sneak attack on him.

——She made the ice umbrella at that time just to deliberately cause trouble.

If she were to create a shield, people would probably be wary, but the gorgeous ice umbrella would make people subconsciously think she was pretending. And using an umbrella to block projectiles would also look more natural.

And when Peng Bonazi attacked Star Ice, Star Ice, which released five times the mana, dragged him into an endless illusion!
"…But he was able to break free from it."

"He's already died once, by suicide."

The lich, who was extremely sensitive to death, replied: "He used this method to quickly break free from the dream, and he has been preparing to escape since then - probably because of the seal you made on him with the power of [Taboo], he became afraid of you. He probably thought that it was the power I gave you... As you said before, the source of the power of the Spirit Tower is the forbidden power of Lingbo Tiansi.

"Although Pomponazzi seldom comes to the Ziggurat, he can taste the flavor of 'me' from it. I have long been integrated with the Ziggurat, and now I also possess the forbidden power... He may not know what the power is called, but he knows that it is related to me."

The skeleton floated in the air and spoke leisurely.

Unlike Pomponazzi, he was just chatting with the person next to him while watching a movie...without any intention to kill.

"It seems that the forbidden path is different from the path of power, and is closer to the path of beasts..."

Aleister smiled and said, "Although they are both old roads that have been replaced and optimized, there are still many traces left in the world."

"You want to take action? That's sixty-six fifth energy levels."

"I want to try."

Aleister said frankly.

Principal Grunewald replied calmly: “He can’t touch you while I’m here; but if you want to kill him, I won’t do it either.

"And you can't kill him with just the King of the Wild Hunt. Just like a slap can't crush a flying insect."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Aleister looked down at the fleeing "Pomponazzi" with a deep gaze and murmured in a low voice.

Behind her, the mask of the King of the Wild Hunt, who was standing quietly, fell off with a clang.

The dim yellow color was staining his snow-white armor, and the students were watching it all in shock - even horror.

All the students of the Spiritual Tower were here to witness the most grand hunting ceremony since the founding of Xingti.

Following Aleister's summons, the Thunder Halberd also appeared in Helechin's hands.

The violent lightning shattered the window directly, and the cold wind rushed in and covered it.

"The hunt is on, Helechin!"

Aleister still held the Book of Law high in one hand, his voice became cold and sharp: "Leave no one alive—"

Above the sky, among the dark clouds.

The Wild Hunt is gathering.

Heleqin, wrapped in a layer of frost, clenched the thunder halberd and made a low, buzzing sound:

"——Your will, Master. I come here to obey your orders."

(End of this chapter)