genius divination

Chapter 415 Holy Male Kumara

"However, this person has helped Fan Jianqiang before. Will he help us this time?" Singer whispered, obviously he didn't trust the Brahmin priest Kumara very much.

"He will, because the current situation is different. This is no longer an era where magicians can rule the roost. Neither he nor Fan Jianqiang can dominate the era. Especially in the Witchcraft Federation and Yishu Council After the intervention of the huge organization. To eliminate such a disaster, he must eliminate our differences." The high priest said slowly.

"High Priest, may I ask, what exactly does the Witchcraft Federation want?" Singer asked suspiciously.

The high priest was silent for a while and said, "What they want is the end."

"The end?"

"Yes, although the era of magicians has long since come to an end, what they want is to use the complete demise of all magicians to create a god of magicians." The high priest said bitterly. "The High Priest of the Witchcraft Federation wants to become such a god."

"How is this possible?" Singer looked at the high priest in surprise.

The high priest said indifferently, "As big as a person's heart is, this possibility is as big as it is."

"Yes, the world is as big as the human heart is. 'Brahman' is the noumenon of the phenomenon of the universe, and the phenomenon of human life is 'I', and everything in the universe is born because of 'I', so 'Brahman and I' are originally the same Ordinary people don't understand this, so they have to suffer in samsara, and only by realizing the unity of Brahman and self can they be liberated." Suddenly someone said slowly.

Singer was startled, turned his head and shouted, "Who?!"

A skinny Indian ascetic with a gray turban on his head walked in slowly from the door. "I am Kumara."

Singer was full of doubts. His place was very hidden, and the building was full of Indian mystics.He didn't understand how this person walked in through layers of defense.

A hand was placed on his shoulder, which was the hand of the High Priest of the Secret Cult. Immediately, the fear in Singer's heart was calmed down, and his heart was filled with warm piety. "Don't be nervous, Singer. He's our friend."

"I'm not." Kumara said calmly, "A esoteric person never has friends, so I'm not your friend either."

"If you're not a friend, then you're an enemy!" Singer gritted his teeth.

"Unfortunately, I am not your enemy either. I am more like a bystander, or a witness." Kumara whispered. "Perhaps I will also witness the end of an era."

"You!" Before Singer finished speaking, the high priest held his shoulder again.The high priest of the secret sect seemed to be no stranger to Kumara, and even nodded to him, "Hi, holy torma Kumara."

Singer was taken aback, and looked at Kumara suspiciously.The names of Indians are more complex and often vary due to ethnicity, region, caste, and religion.For elders, people are used to addressing them as "Guru", which means "teacher" and "elder", and "Bar" means "sir" and "lord".The title of "Mahatma" is only used for big figures, such as Mahatma Tagore and Mahatma Gandhi.

It is unbelievable that this skinny Indian old man was called a Mahatma by the high priest of the secret sect.

Kumara also bowed his head slightly, and then sat opposite the high priest. "I have met those Chinese. One of them is the son of Mr. Fan Qiangqiang. I also conveyed your meaning to them."

"Oh? How did it turn out?" The High Priest of the Secret Cult's eyes lit up slightly.

"They want to see you." Kumara said plainly.

The high priest of the secret sect frowned slightly, "They want to see me?"

"Yes, they think they must see you in order to believe your sincerity. And they came here for that." Kumara said in a deep voice.

"What? Even they know about that?" The high priest of the secret sect frowned even more tightly.

Kumara smiled slightly, "You will never be able to guess the Chinese. I have a feeling that these young people here this time want to be powerful. And their views on this matter are similar to mine. .If you can show enough goodwill, I think they will consider convincing that Mr. Fan."

"But how did they know about that?" the High Priest of the Secret Cult frowned.

"I'm not too sure about this. But, I'm sure of one thing. They don't want to see you and Mr. Fan's dispute continue. As I said, you continue to fight. The final result will be another The two major powers in India took the opportunity to rise." Kumara said calmly. "Whether it is the Witchcraft Federation or the Yishu Council, they are both terrifying giants."

"How sure are you?" the High Priest of the Secret Cult said slowly.

Kumara smiled and said, "You need to judge for yourself. If you meet them, I think you will have the right judgment."

The high priest of the secret sect pondered for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.In the end he sighed and said, "It seems that everything is because of that wrong judgment at the beginning. If we hadn't chosen to help Wei Rushan deal with Fan Jianqiang, things would have been much easier."

"But there is still room for redemption. This is the last chance for the secret sect." Kumara said lightly, "It may also be the chance for all practitioners."

The high priest of the secret religion was silent for a while before nodding, "Okay. I will meet them."

"In this case, I will notify them as soon as possible." Kumara nodded and turned around. "Before I leave, I just want to give one last warning. Good and evil have karma, and souls have reincarnation. Everything has a price." After speaking, he walked out slowly, as silent as when he came.No salute, not even a farewell.

Wait until he is completely out of the gate.Singer couldn't help but said, "High Priest, this"

The high priest sighed, "He is telling us that we will always have to pay the price for what happened back then."

"The price! We have killed and injured so many people, and we are controlled by the European Federation of Witchcraft. Isn't this price enough?" Singer said angrily.

The high priest was silent, and there was no expression on his face, whether it was sadness or joy.

"Perhaps, we can reach an agreement with Fan Jianqiang in another way." Singer said suddenly, "We can capture his son and use this to intimidate him. It is said that Fan Jianqiang is a very emotional person."

"Absolutely not!" The High Priest of the Secret Cult suddenly shouted. "Doing this will only add fuel to the flames. Fan Jianqiang is a fierce tiger. If you do this, it will greatly arouse his inner rage. Once he loses control, even Kumara can't control it. We will pay unimaginable The price. The secret sect inheritance will fall apart under his wrath."

"But..." Singer still wanted to argue.

"Don't say any more. I've already made up my mind." The High Priest of the Secret Cult said slowly. "I will go to see them and bear all the consequences of that year. There are some things that we can never escape."

(End of this chapter)