Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 840: Endless Feast has been completed
The eldest princess's hands were shaking a little.

Not only had she never skinned or cut off any limbs, she had never even killed anyone.

Aiwass thought with some regret and some relief.

When her trembling knife pierced Aiwas's skin, Aiwas realized that she was a novice. Skinning was fine, although some of the flesh was peeled off, causing Aiwas to scream in extreme pain... but she could hardly continue when it came to the broken limbs.

Perhaps it was because Aiwass's screams were so miserable that she was so scared that she was trembling all over. She had no strength to cut off Aiwass's hands and even started crying.

Aiwass could only give Noel a bloody hug and console and encourage him in a gentle voice for a long time.

"Don't you want courage?"

Aiwass said gently: "Then I will give you courage."

He didn't mean to speak so gently, but because of the pain of being skinned by the novice, he became too weak and lost his strength. Aiwass's pain was not diluted or weakened, otherwise the pastoral method would lose its effectiveness.

"…What's your name in real life?"

It was Aiwass himself who came up with the plan, but after hearing his screams, Noelle softened her heart—or rather, she was a little frightened.

She couldn't help but said, "I'll find a way to make it up to you..."

Aiwass just gave a mysterious smile: "That's not necessary, Your Highness. You can't give me any compensation."

In the end, Noelle made up his mind.

She used the power of the Path of Balance to strengthen the ritual knife in her hand, and quickly cut off Aiwas's limbs one after another, and then cut off his head cleanly.

She just didn't want to hear any more wailing. But such a quick action actually made the pain less.

When Aiwas's head flew out, intense pain still remained in his brain.

But he just closed his eyes and prayed, with a line of blood and tears flowing from his empty left eye socket:
"I offer the wings of freedom to the host...

"I offer my pure wrist to the host of the feast...

"I offer my dancing feet to the host of the banquet..."

In Noelle's shocked eyes, she saw the body parts cut off by Aiwass flying up and surrounding the colorful statue of the Candle, exploding and turning into a blood mist, dyeing the Candle completely scarlet.

Aiwas's flying head drew a strange arc and landed on Sizhu's head.

With one eye closed and pure white flowers growing out of the other, he looks eerie yet compassionate.

Black sin thorns continued to grow out of his right eye, wrapping around Sizhu, who had already turned red, and finally made up for the last bit of red that was missing from Sizhu. The originally weird and happy smile of the white Sizhu became compassionate after being stained by blood.

Beautiful white flowers also bloomed from the black thorns, completely hiding Aiwass's head behind them.

The next moment, all the candles on Sizhu's head lit up and ignited pure white flames.

The light that was bright enough to illuminate the heaven and earth actually revealed a hint of rainbow light in the blood mist, looking like a sacred halo.

The bodies of the guests and musicians killed by Aiwass, caught fire at the same moment - but they were bright red flames.

Their burning bodies suddenly rose from the ground, and raised their hands vaguely as if they were holding wine glasses; they bowed or touched their chests in salute to the candlelighter, or to Aiwas above the candlelighter's head.

Afterwards, the guests embraced each other warmly in the flames, and the musicians played a cheerful and passionate final song.

Dance, dance, dance like crazy—

A wilder dance, a completely desperate dance.

Noelle stared at the scene in amazement.

This time, their dance had no rules or techniques. Everyone danced according to their own ideas, and the music of the musicians was no longer synchronized... But this chaotic feeling did not give people a sense of chaos and noise, but instead gave Noelle an unusual sense of shock.

Suddenly, she was pulled into the center of the dance floor by "someone".

He was a blond young man in his twenties.

There was a huge wound on his neck, but his face was filled with a warm and happy smile.

In the royal court of Xingti, Noelle had never seen anyone with such a smile except the clown Lalo.

Everyone seemed to have some sad story, and they either had a frown or a stern face. Everyone was full of thoughts and always arguing with each other.

"…Why are you all so happy?"

The eldest princess, who was being pulled and dancing a funny dance, couldn't help asking. But the other party didn't answer her.

However, the young man was not an unconscious dead ghost - he stretched out his hand, gestured at his face, stroked the corner of his mouth with one hand, and smiled upwards.

Then, the other party pulled her to dance wildly.

The fire on his body did not spread to Noelle...or rather, the fire only made her feel warm. It was like putting on warm and dry clothes after being caught in the rain.

His clothes first burned and turned into nothingness, followed by his skin and flesh.

At the end of the song, only skeletons were left of the guests and musicians.

The picture began to slow down and freeze.

Aiwass watched it all.

Although his head was cut off, he was still "alive".

His body was transparent and glowing, making him extremely conspicuous.

But at this moment, Aiwass was standing behind Noel, but she didn't see Aiwass.

And on the other side...

Aiwass looked at Andrea who was petrified.

But her soul did not leave her body.

Sure enough, as long as she was not "killed" completely, but only controlled by means of petrification, freezing, sealing, etc., she would have nothing to do with this promotion ceremony.

Just like the Son of the Moon in the material world.

The best way to deal with immortality is to seal them away.

"only……"

Aiwass sighed in his heart.

It really is worthy of being called the candle ceremony, it really is encouraging one's own "death".

He did not choose to sacrifice himself because he was trying to figure out the questioner's thoughts. But now he benefits because his choice happened to be in line with Sizhu's...

In the frozen world, a line of words appeared in front of Aiwas again.

【Why did the guest die? 】

Then, three doors appeared beside him.

The corresponding sentence also appeared below:

——【Feast】, 【Killing】, 【Judgment】.

Now, he no longer had any doubts.

Aiwass, in his spirit form, pushed open the door of [Feast] without hesitation.

The next moment, the whole world turned into light.

The whole world was thus stripped away and condensed into a complete painting.

The deep red candle wrapped around the sinthorns shone with a circle of brilliant light.

On the scarlet stage, skeletons burning with red flames were dancing and playing music passionately. The movements of each skeleton were completely different, and it was more like a crazy and unbridled dance than a social dance.

There were also skeletons raising their wine glasses and clinking them enthusiastically, and the scarlet wine was also spilled due to the fierce collision of the glasses.

It was not a party.

But carnival -

[All feasts have an end. Drink the blood of fools and eat the flesh of feasters until the feast is complete and the guests leave with satisfaction. After that, the feast host will be perfect again and ascend to the position of heavenly minister. The feast they long for will eventually be held again, perhaps in dreams or in the future.]

[——Completed, "Endless Feast"]

Such a childish yet solemn voice rang in Aiwas' ears.

(End of this chapter)