Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 860 "Goodbye" has been completed
After Aleister's body was shattered, her consciousness did not escape into the void, nor did it leave her body and turn into a ghost.

She only felt that the world in front of her was so dim... just like at the end of dusk, lighting a lonely candle in a dim room.

There is only one bright spot in the whole world.

That is the "angel" in front of us.

She extracted and refined her own life and immersed it into the body of the angel.

At that moment, Aleister's entire world of consciousness began to shake violently——

"Letting more people survive is the best option...right?"

Huan Tiansi's voice sounded like an illusion.

“Pastoral law is also just a bridge, it is not the goal.”

"You have no idea what it means to be a Pillar God. It is a living Pillar of this world."

"I want to go home - it's not like I can't get back home. I've found the way home."

"Drink, drink...drink my blood till you are full, and do not sing or speak!"

The difference in the two people's memories was quickly made up in the violent mental shock.

Aleister quickly understood what was happening.

The soul of "Evans", which was curled up like a baby or a wild beast, gradually opened its body in confusion and accepted the fragments of memory from Aleister.

At this moment, the angel outside suddenly froze.

He just stayed where he was, suspended in the air.

Under his eye mask, his eyes, which were originally filled with divinity, emptiness, and indifference, suddenly became confused. An incredible astonishment appeared in his eyes, and the brilliance of humanity was revealed in his eyes of surprise and grief.

At this moment, his eye mask suddenly lit up with colorful runes, and a seal appeared on it.

The four colored elements behind him lit up simultaneously, and lightning crackled from his eye mask.

Aiwass and Aleister are two in one, two sides of one. And they have been separated for less than half a year, and the "wound" of their souls has not yet scabbed and healed.

When Aleister sacrificed himself, the broken part of Aiwass' soul was returned.

But Aiwass did not feel the slightest bit of joy or satisfaction.

He just felt in horror as his memories gradually synchronized. Those memories that had been synchronized before or were preciously hidden by Aleister flowed into his body, and the missing soul was gradually completed...

The completeness of Aiwas also means the disappearance of Aleister.

At this moment in the outside world, the angel suddenly let out a long howl of grief, reached out to grab his sturdy blindfold, and struggled violently.

The only remaining promoted Lalo slowly stood up by holding on to the broken railing.

"…Three times have my eyes been gouged out by the pain of separation, and my tongue cannot sing the song of joy."

He looked at the angel, and the sad verses, whether prophetic or not, struggled out of his teeth like living things, like dark tentacles: "My ears cannot bear the weeping of the nightingale, the screaming bird is crushed and made into pudding...

"I am an eagle without a grave, my teeth have fallen out, my claws have broken, and I have nothing to do but fall."

The clown opened his arms and shouted loudly to the angel who covered his eyes.

“I can’t be a flag, nor can I get into a badge;

"Give me one last act—or put me in a barrel and turn me into blood wine!"

Fate is so ironic.

People who were far stronger than him, people he wanted to protect, people who had to live at all costs, were dead.

And he did nothing.

He was just an old homeless dog basking in the sun.

——The one who finally survived was the one who had long since stopped wanting to live.

How can he move forward bearing the deaths of these people?

But the angel just curled up his body, arched his back like a cat, and grasped the blindfold that covered his eyes with all his strength. He roared, roaring more and more angrily.

Finally, he tore the blindfold apart with force!

Even his eyes became bloody and his face looked hideous.

Three or four streaks of blood flowed from his bloody eye sockets to his chin, and the rune array behind him suddenly disintegrated and dissipated, turning back into a purple-red halo.

Then, the angel roared and tore off the four white wings behind him.

When those white wings were released from his hands, they turned into countless small snakes entwined together - that was their original appearance. He grabbed his hair, which was like the tentacles of light, and pulled it off. Without the light filter, they were also turned into white snakes after being pulled off, falling to the ground between his fingers.

It seemed as if a "snake rain" was falling from the sky. But it might also be a bloody rain.

But even after the four wings left the body, the angel still did not fall.

Like the ancient winged ones, they do not need to flap their wings to fly like modern harpy men - "having wings" means that they have mastered the authority of the sky, just as those who have breasts do not necessarily only use breast milk to feed their offspring.

At this moment, Lalo suddenly opened his eyes wide.

As a transcendent on the path of beauty, he has very strong intuition and inspiration.

He suddenly had a strange hallucination -

A little girl with long black hair suddenly appeared beside the suffering angel.

She hugged the angel from behind and whispered something in his ear.

As the only surviving witness watched, the angel's spirit quickly calmed down.

His hair, which had grown back, was as bright as gold and as bright as the sun. But it no longer danced like the tentacles of an angel, but was just ordinary human hair.

Finally, it reached out and grasped the purple-red halo behind it.

——So that can be held?
This thought emerged in Lalo's mind.

The next moment, the angel threw it out like a frisbee.

It did not break into snakes like the other fragments, nor did it fall to the ground.

Instead, it flew up, expanding as it flew into the sky. A force that shook the space gradually gathered.

The angel's features and limbs became completely clear, and the light was completely retracted into his body. He seemed to have turned into an ordinary human being.

Behind him, six even larger wings suddenly emerged.

Red, blue, yellow, green, white, and black. The red, black, and green wings are larger than the others.

He extended his right index finger and pointed it high up to the sky.

In the originally purple-red sky, a countercurrent vortex suddenly rolled up, forming a circle of golden light.

The next moment, the dazzling golden light turned into countless sharp blades, directly cutting the halo apart!

The whole world gradually solidified at this moment.

The eighth question is thus generated:
[Are you satisfied with this future? ]

There are three answers:

[——That’s fine.]

[——It can be even better]

[——Never look back]

The metal shells outside the three doors were already crumbling, with only a few pieces of steel left. The rest had turned into dark golden amber.

Without hesitation, Aiwass pushed open the third amber door.

He never looked back.

The next moment, the whole world turned into light.

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

In the distant sky, the angel pointing to the sky with one hand looks majestic yet angry.

One could vaguely see a translucent spirit entwined around him and lying on his shoulder.

Behind him, six huge wings shone brightly, much larger than he was. In the middle of the purple-red sky, there was a sunken patch of brilliant golden light. Not only was it spinning and leading to a higher sky, but the golden light emanating from it even continued to spread, changing the surrounding purple-red color.

Just like the golden morning sun is better than the sunset.

The mortals on the ground who were looking up at the angels looked up and saw countless small snakes of different colors falling from the sky like a rainstorm.

The light condensed into a sword of light that split the sky and earth, splitting the purple-red halo in the sky that looked like the setting sun into two. The halo also broke!
[The sun will eventually set, and destiny will eventually return. All encounters will eventually part, but after parting, we can meet again. Under the blazing sun, it is impossible to be free. But if the light of the stars is dazzling enough, perhaps it can split the sky and the earth before dawn. Then, you will know where the new road leads to]

[——Completed, "Goodbye"]

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

Finally, the entire fictional world completed its mission and shattered in an instant.

(End of this chapter)