The Hun God Swords - Angel of hope

Untitled Part 89

Gorda's consciousness grasped what he saw, but his fear was overwhelming. The human-like creature rising in front of him did not seem dangerous.

- Who are you? Gorda asked.

- You know who I am. The answer came.

- Why am I here?

- Because your body has been dusting for a long time. There was nothing left of it.

- But I'm alive. My consciousness lives, I just don't have a body.

- That's right. You have already lived one hundred and five hundred winters. Not like others who barely have forty. There are many.

- That was my destiny. I am the high priest and leader of the Taltos.

- One. But not all of them. You do not give an opportunity to others of the talts. Not like the priests of other gods. They can handle less than a thousand winters.

- Because they weren't worthy.

- You think so. But now you're here too. It's over. Come with me. Judge your former peers.

- I don't want to. It can't end. I want to rule the earth.

- To rule? The figure began to laugh softly. "That's exactly why your main talents allied against you fifteen winters ago." The figure now moved closer to Gorda, staring at him. "So you're willing to make a deal so you can rule?"

- Yes. Gorda answered firmly.

- Even with death?

- Yes.

- Then we have to hurry !! We don't have much time.

- Why? How do you have to hurry?

The next moment, Eskam grabbed Gorda's shoulder and pulled him back. They were now in a world where all the power of their imagination was at their disposal. In the spirit world between light and dark.

The figure began to move away from them, then turned away and wanted to leave. Then he paused for a moment, as if thinking, not paying attention the other way , then looked back.

" If you want to rule the earthly world, Gorda, you must make a deal now."

" You're not going to make a deal with death, Gorda !!" Armed with his own thoughts, Oskam began to put on armor on his body. He's got a sword in his hand, "You can't get out of here if it's up to me."

- You have to answer now. The figure moved away, but reached for Gorda with his hand. - Before you get here.

- Who?

- The sword. The body of the sword of the heavenly gods.

- What's the deal? Gorda looked shocked and puzzled. He didn't really understand that either. Eskam also mentioned the sword.

- You have to serve me . Gorda. Only me.

- I can't let that happen !! - Eskam shouted. He tried to go near Gorda, but it was as if he had an invisible shield. - This can not happen. Gorda! Notice! Power can't be worth that much!

- We agreed !! Gorda answered firmly.

" Then let's open your book on page forty-four." And yours is the power you longed for.

- It can't be! You shouldn't have. Gorda moaned. - Then the Huns... - but he could not finish the sentence.

" You must face the Ancestor of the H Grand, the King of Kings." Eskam finished the thought.

The huge machine started. The interior of the mountains moved on the five continents.