Pastor's Tantra

Aiwass stared at Origen and spoke in a voice that became hoarse and low, as if coming from the abyss:

"I come back from the future, Origen. From the future after we're all dead."

"future……"

Origen murmured: "It's like you predicted the future before."

Obviously, as Helechin's most trusted lieutenant and the strongest warrior among his entourage, Origen had previously known that Helechin had a vision for the future.

As a warrior on the path of strength, Origen's mind was obviously not working well. It's not that he has low intelligence, but that his too pure heart makes him unaccustomed to pursuing the truth.

Just silent, calm, and loyal.

Day after day, wielding the sword, tempering the body. There is nothing else to do. He did what Heleqin said; he praised Heleqin's righteous deeds and admired his morality and courage, but he did not intend to give instructions on Heleqin's behavior - he just wanted to listen and then do it.

Only by being so dedicated and sincere to the soul can one reach this state while still young. That pure warrior's heart cannot tolerate the weak emotion called curiosity. The path of power is pure, and the turbidity of the path of wisdom cannot pollute his heart.

——It doesn’t matter whether Helechin turns into an undead, or whether Helechin returns in the future.

Origen's instinct, as calm and clear as a water mirror, had already told him that the person in front of him was Heleqin.

He never forgot his original intention.

Although this life was saved by Heleqin... But the life-saving grace could only be repaid with death. This was not enough for him to put down his dignity as a warrior and devote his life's loyalty. What really made him decide to follow Heleqin was Heleqin's kind thoughts and righteous deeds.

- Origen wants to be a good person.

He also had a dream and wanted to live for others since he was a child.

But the dream of "bringing light back to the earth" is too ambitious.

During the long journey of practicing martial arts, he gradually understood... that not having a sincere and kind heart will definitely lead to good results. Even if you have the best intentions, you may eventually be taken advantage of, unable to see through the fog, or you may not get what you want, and miss the best opportunity.

Because he lacks wisdom.

——If you want to eradicate evil spirits, you must be wiser than them! If you want to defeat the evildoers, your companions must also defeat the evildoers’ accomplices!

Because of this, Origen approached Helechin and his entourage.

Relying on Heleqin's thinking, as well as the collective wisdom and personal expertise of his companions, he was finally able to give up thinking and become an increasingly sharp weapon.

Being able to move forward with a clear mind and unswervingly without thinking, trusting one's guide wholeheartedly, and confirming that this is the right path - this is the happiness of being led.

So when Herlechin said the first sentence, Origen had already believed most of it.

——And when the night demon also flew over quietly, he completely believed it.

That's the sixth level night devil!

Although I didn't know that Heleqin had any relationship with such a powerful demon before... But since Mr. Heleqin can give him the weapon to punish the demon, it is obviously not surprising that such a thing would happen.

The Night Demon turned into a pitch-black crow without saying a word, and rested on the shoulders of the King of the Wild Hunt, who was wearing silver armor but exuding a pitch-black aura of death, and holding a scarlet giant sword. As if to merge with the black mist that is constantly seeping out of him now.

"Olligan..."

Heleqin made a dark and hollow voice: "Do you know how we died in the end?"

"...I am a dull person, Your Excellency."

Origen made a steady, low voice: "So I don't know."

He is a very muscular lizard man. As a male lizardman, his color is much brighter than that of the female, with many large dark red markings appearing on his overall black-gray body. From a distance, it looks like black coals wrapped in unextinguished flames.

There are tough flesh thorns on his head, and tough armor-like scales on his body. That face is closer to the legendary dragon than to the lizard.

"—We fought to the death."

Hertzin replied: "Just like what we saw before."

"I'm prepared, Lord Helechin." Origen replied.

"We eventually died because of betrayal, but even without betrayal, we were doomed... because the gods were not on our side. From the very beginning, this was a losing war."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Origen's tone was calm, not angry at the betrayal: "But we still came here."

"The bones of you and me were stewed into a pot of soup by the giants. The pot of broth was eventually force-fed by the giants to those we wanted to protect... They drank it with tears. And we turned into undead. , entrenched in the Valley of Beheadings, and because there were no bones to bury, we eventually became man-eating evil spirits.”

Heleqin, the King of the Wild Hunt, said a long paragraph this time.

At this moment, Origen's calm expression was finally touched.

He had thought about death and had already prepared for death.

For a soldier, his destiny is to die in battle.

——The path of a warrior involves death but no life.

The so-called warrior is a profession whose bounden duty is war and combat. They were born to fight and had no fear even in the face of death.

It would be a shame for a warrior to lie on his bed and grow old, his soul infiltrated by the fear of the dusk road.

…But that’s what it says.

Origen still felt a little sad to hear that he had degenerated into a man-eating evil spirit after his death.

"Then what shall we do now, Your Excellency?"

Origen humbly asked: "Take the priest, commit suicide and complete the funeral before being captured? Or simply destroy our souls?"

Among the choices he gave, there was no possibility of "let's escape" from the very beginning.

"No need to do anything."

Heleqin replied: "I am not saying this to ask you to think of ways to avoid misfortune after death.

"——But to tell you, since I have returned with the power from the other side...now we will not be defeated."

As he said this, he took the Ghost Pegasus two steps towards Origen.

"Do you know the locations of the three gathering points of 'breast', 'tenderloin' and 'ribs'?"

The King of the Wild Hunt asked in a deep voice.

Origen got on the horse and subconsciously replied: "I know..."

Heleqin said: "Then you come to guide the direction."

"But, Your Excellency...haven't you personally experienced the future of our defeat and death? Or, after you came back, you saw the future of our victory again?"

"Of course not."

"Then, Your Excellency Heleqin..."

"Even if I see the future, experience the future, and come back from the future - does this mean that this future is destined?"

The new King of the Wild Hunt asked rhetorically.

Origen was stunned.

...What if not?

Haven't you come back from that future? Not only was it dreamed like a hallucination, but it was even seen and experienced with one's own eyes... Doesn't this mean that it is real?

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

He was born in Horus, and after coming of age, he practiced in the ancient kingdom of Parthia. One of these two countries is good at divination and the other is good at astrology. In the words of those mysterious astrologers and prophets, it seems that the future is such a sacred and inviolable thing.

In his hometown, even the greatest warrior captain would go home and start preparing his coffin and funeral because his death was predicted by the priest.

There have always been only prophecies that failed due to poor skills, unclear clues, and wrong understanding. Even if there is denial, it all comes from their enemies.

——There has never been a prophet or astrologer who completely denied his predictions without making any excuses or giving any reasons like Mr. Heleqin.

"Wake up, Origen."

Heleqin said, his voice sonorous and powerful: "There is no destiny.

"Listen, Origen. I'm a very stubborn person. Even if someone tells me that the world will end one day in the future; even if I see that future with my own eyes, even if everyone tells me that it is true. of……"

Along with Aiwass's words, black smoke leached out from his body and spread in all directions. The smoke merged with the blood moon summoned by the night demon, making the sky darker.

A dim yellow light flowed from Heleqin's body.

There was only a squeaking sound, and the mask slipped off, covering Heleqin's appearance, and making his voice become duller and hollow:

"Unless I die in that doomsday - even in the moment before I am destroyed, I will never give up! Because I will never believe -"

The surrounding space turned into dusk, and time seemed to freeze.

The dark ghost Pegasus roars and flies, walking on the ice!

Heleqin's elongated voice sounded repeatedly in Origen's ears:

"——The future of the next second cannot be changed!"