Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 935 Pastoral Care: Flame Essence

Aiwass had performed the art of raising the essence of the herd once before, and now Aiwass's transcendental power was much stronger than before. Therefore, the preparation for this ceremony became much smoother.

He entered the underground ritual room of the Temple of Silver and Tin and carefully carved the magic circle inscribed in the Book of Law.

There are no names of the nine gods engraved on the eight-pointed star formed by the overlapping squares on the front and back. Instead, "Aivaz" is written in eight different languages ​​on each corner, and words praising Aiwass are written on the top or bottom of each side in eight different languages.

The wine for the ceremony was also prepared by Aiwas himself.

Unlike the ritual wine used by the Shadow Fiend before, the essence of this pastoral cultivation has a fire attribute and is a bit stronger. Therefore, cinnamon no longer meets the requirements of the ritual - this time Aiwas found a barrel of fine sherry and put it into the cauldron.

During the half-hour slow cooking on low heat, ginseng, dried peppers, dried chili peppers, and phosphorus powder of the Flame Butterfly were added in turn.

The originally yellow wine now turned bright red like blood.

Aiwass poured the boiling wine into the crystal wine glass and threw in the amethyst eight-sided dice that he had carved himself.

After blessing Lily, some dark spots appeared on the dice. They didn't seem to be stains, but looked like they were stained with blood.

At that moment, the wine made a hissing sound like quenched metal.

A golden glow like the sun burst out from it, and the dice seemed to have become the core of the sun.

Aiwass placed another chair in the center of the ritual formation - when the wine cooled and the light disappeared, the ceremony was ready.

There were no candles or other sources of light.

In the dark space, Aiwass sat naked on the chair, closing his eyes and adjusting his mood.

Aiwass tried to make himself arrogant and superior - he imagined himself shining like the sun and illuminating the darkness.

So, without Aiwass using any lighting skills...his body began to glow gradually.

It is not the pure white light of illumination, which is soft and delicate, reminiscent of milk.

It's like the colorful rainbow light that is separated after the sun passes through the glass window.

The light was much weaker, even a little dim.

Aiwass slowly opened his eyes, and his demeanor became sacred and solemn.

——At this moment, I am God.

The big beast is the apostle.

He looked like a church fresco in glazed tiles, oozing with colour-shattered light.

At this time, Yulia knelt obediently in front of Aiwas, holding the wine in the glass with both hands and injecting fire-attributed magic power at the same time.

When the wine was infused with energy, it once again emitted brilliant light. At this time, the colorful rainbow light on Aiwass' body became more and more conspicuous, and even a halo formed behind him.

Aiwass took a deep breath.

He raised his hand slightly and caught the Flame-Rebellious Butterfly.

Put it into your mouth.

As Aiwass chewed slowly, flames that his body could not bear burst out from within.

Cracks appeared on Aiwas' body, and golden-red flames ignited from his body, as if he was wearing a cloak of flames. The wooden chair under him was also ignited, turning into a throne of flames.

At this time, his eyes had been burned and melted by the uncontrolled flames, but Aiwass did not cry out in pain.

Because at this moment, Aiwass just felt like he was dead - his perspective appeared above and behind "Aiwass", floating in the air, almost completely separated from the perception of the body.

He tried to reach out his hand, and the hollow body below also raised its hand synchronously.

“I am your shepherd. I will keep you from wanting anything.”

A brilliant, hollow voice in the void overlapped with the hoarse whispers of the shell below.

A thorn as black as coal grew out of Aiwass's right eye, and a white flower emerged from it.

He pinched the vine hard, and pulled it out of his brain with dark red sticky blood!
The white flower suddenly burst into flames, but the black thorn remained as calm as ice.

Aiwass turned it over and pointed the blackthorn at Yulia like a feather pen.

He wrote the name "Aivaz" on Yulia's forehead.

Yulia kept her eyes on Aiwass the whole time.

There was no worry or heartache in her eyes as it should have been - the ritual required her to look up at Aiwass as a believer would look at a god, with no other distracting thoughts allowed.

Rational Julia can naturally perfectly fulfill the requirements of the ceremony.

The words started to burn after they were all written, along with a spark - and also ignited Yulia's pure white hair, but did not hurt her.

Yulia felt no burning or pain, only warmth.

Aiwass, whose body was almost burned to ashes, loosened his grip slightly.

The burning white flower in her hand fell into the wine glass that looked like the sun, which was held in Yulia's hands.

The black thorns disintegrated in the wine, while the white flowers burning with flames suddenly expanded - golden-red flames burned from the wine glass!
"Here, I give you grace, hope, and bliss."

The sound emitted by Aiwas's body became closer and closer to the laziness of the Flame-Bending Butterfly. That sound overlapped with the sacred and glorious sound in the void, declaring: "Nothing in return."

The next moment, the most intense flame burst out from the wine glass with a whoosh.

Like fireworks, blooming on Yulia's face!

In an instant, flames began to spread from her body in all directions.

The entire ritual formation was ablaze. Every name of Aiwas and the words praising Aiwas burned together.

In the space, it seemed as if countless overlapping prayers were echoing at the same time - as if countless Julias were chanting Aiwas's name and words of praise in different languages ​​at the same time.

——The essence of the art of shepherding the essence is the method of false gods.

Simulate gods, simulate apostles, and simulate believers who worship gods.

At this moment, Julia is not just "a" believer, but the representative and incarnation of all "believers of Aiwas".

Therefore, the power she was given was the sum of all these believers.

Yulia was not afraid of the flames in the cup. Instead, she suddenly raised her head and drank the still burning flames in the cup!

She held the eight-sided dice in the wine in her mouth - and at this moment, the burning white flower was wrapped around the dice.

The white flower was outside of Yulia's mouth, making it look like she was biting a flower.

In the flames, the white flower gradually withered and closed, and before anyone knew it, it turned into a butterfly cocoon.

The next moment, a flame butterfly struggled out of the cocoon that the white flower had transformed into, and the cocoon turned into ashes.

——That is the Flame-Rebellious Butterfly!

It was as bright as heated metal about to be forged, and even in the midst of the fire it could be seen gleaming.

It fluttered and landed on Yulia's head, like a butterfly hairpin on her white hair.

Through this ceremony, Yulia and the Butterfly of Rebellious Flame reestablished a close connection.

Then, Yulia put down the wine glass, lowered her head, and spat out the dice in her mouth.

The eight-sided dice spun and finally stopped at the number "8".

——Compared to before, the black mark on the dice has become a little bigger.

At this moment, the moment the dice stopped, a dark red mark representing "infinity" appeared on the ritual array. Two rings suddenly trapped Aiwas and Yulia, and the flames in the entire room were sucked into the mark, including Aiwas and Yulia.

When all the flames were sucked in, the mark disappeared immediately.

The ceremony was a success.

The next moment, a strong sense of bond formed between Aiwas and Yulia.

Just like the connection between Aiwas and Lily - or even stronger. Without the need for the Flame-Bearing Butterfly to relay messages like the Night Demon, Aiwas could directly sense Yulia's status and even communicate with her.

...It's like the relationship between a god and his believers.

As if time had gone backwards, Aiwass, who had been burned almost to a skeleton, ignited a pure white fire of regeneration, and his skin and flesh regenerated rapidly. The traces of the ritual array being burned by the fire gradually disappeared, and only the chair under Aiwass turned into charred charcoal.

And Aiwass also "landed" back into his body again from the drowsy feeling of healing.

After a long while, he gradually came to his senses from his indifferent perspective, which was as high and mighty as that of a god.

Only then did he realize that Yulia had put a cloak on him the first time.

...Is this child actually worried that he will catch a cold?

Aiwass felt helpless, yet also somewhat touched.

"How's it going, Yuli?"

He opened his mouth and asked Yulia, who was happily experimenting with her new power.

The girl seemed to have obtained a big toy. She was very excited and her eyes were shining. "I have to try again, brother!"

"Okay, you guys get along well."

Aiwass was very pleased.

At this time, the Flame-Rebellious Butterfly rested on Yulia's head, disguised as a bow.

He casually pulled out a card and summoned the Night Devil out of habit.

The next moment, Aiwass was suddenly stunned.

——Because the bow on Yulia’s head did not disappear.

(End of this chapter)