Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 823: The Rebirth of Ni Tian Si
When the Black Hawk's military nobles arrived in the Narcissus Principality, they were immediately warmly welcomed.

Inside the warm Mage Tower, upon seeing them arrive, the Mage Lords who had been waiting here for a long time took the initiative to greet them.

Several tough middle-aged men in pure black military uniforms, with smiles on their faces, hugged and kissed the handsome men and beautiful women in thin robes opposite them. It was hard to tell that they had been fighting for several months.

"Bless you with holy blood, brother. Congratulations on founding your nation... and congratulations on becoming younger."

"May the Holy Blood boil day and night, dear sisters. You are free."

Several Black Hawk nobles offered heartfelt congratulations.

They call each other brothers and sisters, which is also the most intimate name among the Moon Children. It usually only appears among the Moon Children of the same faith.

Although the beliefs of the Moon Son in the Black Eagle and Narcissus Principality are slightly different...the Black Eagle nobles themselves are not direct descendants of the Red Prime Minister, and they have been in war for many years. Their belief in the Banquet Master is not so firm, but because the mainstream belief of Xingti is the Banquet Master, they obey orders - or follow the trend to believe in the Banquet Master.

And now that Hong Xiang is dead, it is not impossible for them to convert to Xue Tiansi.

In this situation, a call of "brothers and sisters" can be very helpful. It gives people a sense that their beliefs are recognized.

——Just like pagans respectfully greet each other according to the greeting method of their sect.

The male mage in the lead also nodded with a smile because of this: "Thank you, General Miller, General Hepburn."

He looked very happy and enthusiastically hugged the Black Hawk nobles one by one.

He is Lord Yolande, the most powerful wizard lord in the Narcissus Principality.

He is also the only old wizard who has lived from the time of the last Narcissus Prince Dracula Tsepesh to the present.

Major General Miller was speculating in his mind.

When he first came here, Lord Yolande was still a frail old man who looked like he was about to die after taking two steps.

The last time he came here, he had become the Son of the Moon and had returned to the middle-aged level of forty or fifty years old.

But now, he has regained his youthfulness of his twenties or thirties, and is as brisk as the wind!

——As children of the moon, why can’t they regain their youth?
Is it because... of the rituals and magic bestowed upon the believers by the Blood Sky Master?

And their changes don’t stop there.

Originally, these mages were supposed to be physically fragile and weak.

Their souls are too powerful - the power obtained in the promotion ceremony is all used to transform the soul, while the transformation of the body is neglected, which can easily lead to "soul-body imbalance syndrome". The result is that they will have a headache every day after waking up.

The pain worsens day by day. Only by taking secret medicine every day can I maintain the condition.

But now, these mages are strong and full of energy. Their body temperature is as hot as a normal person's fever, and their limbs are strong even though they have never been trained. The Black Eagle nobles can clearly feel it when they hug. Although they are the sons of the moon, they do not have this characteristic, and their body temperature is no different from that of ordinary people. It only becomes hot when they are excited.

...Is this the magic of Blood Sky Master?

The biggest difference between them and the Moon Children on Xingti's side is that their pupils are bright red, shining like rubies. But the pupils of these mages are dark red, closer to black-brown than red, like dried blood.

Just looking at it directly will make people feel timid... If it were an ordinary person, they would probably shiver uncontrollably.

——That is the secondary fear aura.

Major General Miller recognized this ability.

It is not a spell, but a special ability that remains in the body.

"Thanks to you too, General."

Lord Yolande nodded gratefully: "If it weren't for your help... if your brave warriors had rushed in at all costs, I'm afraid it would have caused a lot of trouble for my students."

"Students... Lord Yolande really dotes on them." General Hepburn smiled.

"There's nothing we can do. Just like in front of their parents, children are always children; for a wizard lord, even if those apprentices have graduated from us for decades, they are still our students."

Lord Yolande said cheerfully: "This is our tradition. We have been doing this for hundreds of years."

Only at this time can one see some signs of aging in his smile and tone.

The essence of the Mage Tower is a kind of academic clique. It is similar to the teaching mode of the Spirit Tower, but it is fundamentally different.

Because all the top officials of the Narcissus Principality are mages, and they can only be mages.

In the Narcissus Principality, an official who does not possess wisdom will be directly regarded as incompetent.

If you don't have a professional rank in the mainstream path, you can't become a person of power. But in the Narcissus Principality, this discrimination is even more serious than Avalon's advocacy of the authoritarian path - because not having a rank in the authoritarian path can only prove that you are more rebellious, unruly, and don't want to manage others.

Young apprentice mages learn from different mage towers and have the same teachers. They are naturally arrogant and exclusive - after all, mages come from the path of wisdom, have suppressed IQs... and generally don't get along well with other paths.

Their senior brothers and sisters are their predecessors in the same profession and have a closer relationship because of the master-disciple relationship. This kind of teacher-student inheritance relationship is far more trustworthy than kinship or fellow townsman relationships, and it is also easier to trace responsibilities.

As a result, all officials would favor and promote their juniors. As the masters of the Mage Tower, the Mage Lords, even though they were not officials or real "lords", had much stronger control than foreign lords, and naturally controlled local affairs.

It was for this reason that the Xingtan people were unable to manage the Narcissus Principality. With the Black Eagle Territory in between, they could only let these mages govern themselves.

However, in the face of Lord Yuland's seemingly humble and friendly, yet still somewhat arrogant words, the two generals did not react.

After all, this was not the first time they had dealt with these wizard lords.

Even before they became Moon Children.

Now that they have become immortals, they have obtained a powerful body and made up for the most serious shortcomings of mages, so it is natural that they have become more arrogant. After all, they were all adapters before - although the definition of the path of adaptation has changed now, the ability to speak to people in a human way and to speak to ghosts in a human way has not been forgotten. "According to the previous agreement," Lord Yuland smiled and nodded reservedly, "you secretly helped us establish our country, and then we will start to help you establish your country."

"Thank you for keeping your promise, brother." Major General Miller nodded gratefully.

"It's alright, General. The Mage Tower is not a place that breaks its promises. Moreover, in the long run, those who don't keep their promises will only be attacked by the crowd. If you break your promise one day, you will be condemned by generations. It has been like this since ancient times."

Lord Yolande nodded slightly and said calmly, "The Star Antimony people are like this - none of their promises in the past have been fulfilled. Now that the economy is being manipulated by those lowly goblins, they would rather let those stupid ministers mess around than let us intervene. Little did they know that the seemingly relieved situation was just a temporary solution... Now that something has happened, they want us to bear the financial gap.

"Xingti has fallen into such a fate, deserted by his friends and relatives... In the long run, it is just a historical inevitability. Balance, Transcendence, Twilight, Love... Four major forces, but none of them is good at governing a country. If they don't have the Eye of Wisdom, at least they should have the Sword of Authority - but they have nothing.

"The Xingtan people claim to be the orthodox heritage of the empire. They want to learn the way of the empire, but they have not been able to learn it to the end. Little do they know that learning halfway is the most harmful. Most of the staff, prime ministers and ministers in the imperial era were born as mages. This must have a reason. Eight hundred years ago, there was a prime minister of the empire who was born in the way of balance. Do you know what he did..."

Lord Yuland began to speak, citing classics and talking endlessly.

The two generals were both rough men, and it was a headache for them to hear this. But they had to give face to the lords, after all, they would need the help of the Narcissus Principality next.

So they could only wait here, sincerely sighing: "It is true..."

And as they formed an alliance in the Mage Tower.

The dream world also changed accordingly.

In the dream world, there is also a crystal mountain range covered with snow.

The silver-haired knight in silver armor was holding his helmet, kneeling on one knee, announcing his farewell to the Silver Crown Dragon in the distance.

"The Warrior Kingdom has begun the prelude to rebellion. I am leaving, King... I will never forget your kindness."

The Silver Crown Dragon sighed slightly, swayed its head slightly, and made a low sound.

"Go if you wish, Lanmarok. I will not stop you. Remember your oath - you will fight for justice, and your rebellion will be in accordance with the will of the people.

"Well, from now on... you are no longer my knight."

As the Silver Crown Dragon's voice fell, it seemed as if invisible chains collapsed.

The silver-armored knight Lanmalok breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head for the last time to salute the Silver Crown Dragon, and then placed his helmet on his sword.

He raised high the broken crimson giant sword on the ground.

That was the weapon that once belonged to Antaeus, the god of rebellion who transcended the Way.

He was a giant but he fought for justice, rebelled against his own destiny and bloodline, fought to the death with the Supreme Heaven, and was eventually beaten to pieces by the Supreme Heaven. He became the only celestial being who truly perished in the battle of punishment.

Then, he chopped down with the sword, cutting off the helmet and holy sword that Arthur had given him in the past!

Only the sound of breaking and reconstructing could be heard continuously, and the silver flame burning in his eyes degenerated into dark purple black fire. With the fragment of Tiansi as the core, the power of the authoritative path in his body was constantly transformed into the power of transcending the path.

The next moment, the silver armor on his body was spread and burned by the ferocious black fire, turning into pitch-black armor.

Obviously, the transformation of the path will result in a loss of power, but at this moment, the great cause of rebellions occurring one after another in various countries in the material world happens to have no one to take over.

Rather than letting some ambitious transcendent obtain this power and be promoted to a celestial master...

——It would be better to let him who has already obtained the fragments of the Anti-Heaven Division accept it!

The strength in his body continued to rise, and his long silver hair fluttered automatically without wind.

"I will provide the power of vengeance to the Avengers! Knights of Vengeance, follow my path!"

Lanmarok raised the crimson dagger in his hand and shouted: "I swear to fight for the rebels!

"My path is the path of rebellion, rising from authority - and falling from transcendence!"

Then, he suddenly stabbed his chest with the fragment of the celestial being left by Antaeus, the anti-celestial being... that is, the broken sword.

The impact of the Serpent Father's ascension on the world is becoming more and more profound.

The wall of resistance that the Ascended Celestial Master encountered was now extremely fragile—Lanmarok leapt over it.

At this moment, everyone on earth felt a little rebellious in their hearts at the same time.

The Pope of the Theocracy, Aiwass, was the first to sense it.

This is the third celestial being promoted in March...

In the heavy snow, a new celestial master who transcended the Dao was born.

Different than he remembered.

Perhaps because the warrior profession reappeared in the world, Lanmarok did not become the "Soldier God Master" but the new "Anti-God Master". The new profession he created for himself was called "Black Knight". It was a new profession that only those who rebelled against authority for justice could become, a true melee profession beyond the Tao.

——History has once again undergone tremendous changes.

And this change has made Tiansi different...

Soon, Pope Eternal Aiwas issued a holy message to all cardinals.

"——Round Table Knight Lanmaroc was promoted. The Heaven-Defying Master who transcends the Way was born."

(End of this chapter)