Pastor's Tantra

Now the culprit who used the Box of Nothingness to disturb the dream world and manipulate the coup was directly assassinated by them.

Let’s not talk about how much shock this would cause...

And the Box of Nothingness is still here.

“Of course, go to the basement to find Mr. Box.”

Evans smiled and said, “If we are lucky, we may not have to fight.”

“You want to send it to the dream world?”

Sherlock instantly guessed what Evans was thinking.

Now they have the means to enter the dream world - and the Swan King actually has the qualifications to become a god, but the ceremony has not been completed yet, and it is stuck at this stage and sealed up.

The so-called cocoon becomes a butterfly.

The Swan King was artificially pulled out by the Count of Orleans during the process of "breaking the cocoon". Then he was kept alive to prevent it from dying completely. It’s like a person who has his internal organs replaced with machines before he is brain dead, and then remains in a coma, but he is never really brain dead.

If you kill the Swan King, you can send it to the dream world. The problem is that he has lost his conscious will and relies entirely on his subconscious actions... so he may resist because of his survival instinct.

A god's resistance in sleep - Sherlock dare not imagine how big a disaster that would be.

But if it is sent directly into the dream world, wouldn't it be equivalent to bypassing this point?

Aiwass did not respond to Sherlock's words, but just smiled and patted Sherlock's hand holding the staff, indicating that he should go to work first.

Sherlock sighed: "Maybe the Hermes family is destined to work hard..."

He is not very interested in fighting... But since the minister has ordered it, it is better to solve it as soon as possible.

In a few days, Minister Aiwas will become Prince Aiwas.

Moreover, the moon children he saw before also destroyed the last hesitation in his heart - he would never hesitate to kill these monsters.

After Sherlock left, Aiwass did not move.

"Then...what about me?"

Yasen still hadn't reacted: "Do I...have something to do?"

While he was talking, he subconsciously glanced at the fragments of the Count of Orleans on the ground.

His eyes were extremely complicated: anger, shock, sarcasm, sadness...

It was like knocking over a paint cabinet, mixing all the colors together, and finally turning into turbid and dirty black.

That was a fifth-level transcendent, the pinnacle of this world! He was his nightmare enemy, his fateful enemy...

The entire Iris respected and feared the Count of Orleans. Although the Count of Orleans always maintained a gentle demeanor to the outside world, Yasen knew how evil and tyrannical he was in private...The underground world has always circulated this rumor, but until Yasen was caught, he thought it was a rumor.

Now, after becoming the Duke's son-in-law, Yasen dared not take revenge.

Perhaps he was scared at the time, or perhaps he didn't want to drag the Vendome family into this troubled quagmire.

——It doesn't matter what happens to him, but the other blood slaves who followed him to escape prison were caught and cruelly executed. This became the thing that Arsene regretted most in his life, and it was also the key event that made him mature completely... from that handsome and mysterious boy to a calm and somewhat decadent middle-aged man.

He could only try to forget the painful memory...

Since then, he has basically given up his work as a phantom thief.

And now, the opportunity is rare.

He finally has the opportunity to face the nightmare of the past.

His father lent him the heirloom sword of the Vendome family because he knew that Aiwas was going to cause trouble for the Count of Orleans this time - the Vendome family was not convenient to go to war with the entire Moon Son clan, but he was willing to help him as a person. It was because of this warm family love that Arsene was unwilling to cause trouble to his family and chose to swallow his anger.

When he went out today, he was ready to die with them - he kissed his sleeping wife and finally hugged his child.

Even if he couldn't defeat the Count of Orleans, he should at least try his best.

If he missed this chance, he might never have such an opportunity again.

... He never expected that it was different from his determination.

The Count of Orleans was killed so easily: he was frozen into ice in an instant, and then he was cut in half easily.

- It was as simple as kicking a stray dog ​​to death on the roadside.

Now Yassen even felt that this world was a little unreal, just like a dream...

His great wish came true, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Shouldn't I laugh?"

Aiwass glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Arrogant laughter, ecstatic laughter, joyful laughter, hysterical laughter... crying and laughing.

"Until those things you want to forget become as light as cotton, allowing you to straighten your back again, then stop laughing. "

After that, Aiwas waved his hand and turned to leave.

At the same time, he left a sentence: "If you must do something... go and see those blood slaves.

"See if they still have a chance to be saved, and if there is a possibility of survival.

"-Maybe you didn't have a chance before, but at least this time, you can really let them escape.

"Then let's talk about it again. Those things you once said."

After that, Aiwass left without looking back.

Yassen looked at Aiwass's back blankly.

For a moment, he felt his eyes become moist.

Although he could no longer cry, and although he could no longer sleep, an impossible fantasy still appeared in his mind.

...It would be nice if Aiwass showed up earlier.

In that case, not only yourself, but also others can be saved...

But at least, there will never be anyone like me again...

Thinking like this, Yasen followed the direction in his memory and walked towards the prison where the untamed blood slaves were imprisoned.

Sherlock did not come into contact with the Earl of Orleans' hallucinations, and Aiwass did not tell him what Yassen had experienced... although with Sherlock's wisdom, he should have guessed most of it. But for the sake of Yassen's privacy, Aiwass still chose to keep his secret.

To put it simply...

The Count of Orleans is bisexual. And like other iris moon children, they all have strong sadistic intentions. Compared to the Moon Children of the Narcissus Principality and Star Antimony, the Moon Children of Iris hate that blood slaves can feel pleasure.

Because of the price of the blood magic, they could hardly feel the pleasure. Therefore they are jealous of all those who enjoy themselves.

From the flashing hallucination, he saw scenes of the past memories of Count Orleans. Aiwass frowned in disgust, trying to delete those dirty memories from his mind. Even with a good temper like Aiwass, there was a trace of anger in his heart - and that may not be "a trace".

——Sure enough, it would be better to destroy Moon Son and Xuetiansi.