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the will of the ingenuous aspirants who usually dare to cross the Threshold, are mounted,
lurking, in the endless longitude of the sinister corridor. But none of such tricks could stop to
those who were beyond the senses; those who only listened the Voice of the Pure Blood; to
whom their determination had taken to fight in Heaven.
The Kassite vanguard had already traveled a longitude of two fields when the tunnel
ended abruptly opening in three halls, one next to the other, in which entrances large
inscriptions in many languages allowed to know that they were in the «Temple of ignorance
and apprenticeship» or in the «Temple of the Fraternity» or in the «Temple of Wisdom». The
first hall was empty, except for an altar with the hated symbols of Enlil. The second one
possessed two altars and two enormous columns of basalt on its entrance. The third one
consisted in a sumptuous altar and with a coffin and, wall and roof gravens, the most obscene
and accursed symbols that no one could conceive without losing the reason. And in all the halls
were rich carpets and tapestries covering floors and walls; and aromatic incenses that
impregnated the space, softly illuminated by many oil lamps. The three halls, so curiously
decorated, constituted, undoubtedly, an unused spectacle to those skilled warriors who
minutes before were in a humble city of the desert. However, these strange ambiences could
not be appropriately appreciated by the Kassites because the struggle started as soon as they
passed through the first hall. There a group of «Guardians of the Threshold» Hiwa Anakim,
similar to those who Nimrod decapitated moments before, were closing them the path.
Even by their fierce appearance, and be quite big in size, those monsters of the black
magic are not very effective in the fight. They have born from copulation between the Traitor
Gods and the females of the animal-man in the ceremony of the Shabbat, which is very ancient,
from the age in which those practices destroyed the Atlantis. Thousands of such demonic
beings live in Chang Shambhala (or Kampala or Dejung, etc.), they are completely idiots and
serve in the «Armies» of the Great White Fraternity. However, there are people more idiot than
the Hiwa Anakim: they are who believe them to be «Angels» or «aliens».
The Guardians surrounded the old semi-naked bald man, of yellow race, who seemed to
be an inhabitant of the distant Kunlun Mountains. He had in his hand a Dordje or Scepter of
Power, this is a powerful transducer that permits to operate as a «key» or «trigger» in the entire
great resonant machinery that is the material Universe. The Scepter, a rod of spherical head
made of stone, emitted a reddish ray that hit the chest of the General Ninurta throwing him
fulminated to the floor. But the enemy had no chance to rejoice of this hit because an accurate
arrow traversed the heart of the yellow Demon provoking, such extraordinary response, great
confusion amongst the Hiwa Anakim. Now the clash became inevitable; while some Demons
dragged the corpse of the old man to the «Hall of the Apprenticeship», others were going,
swords in hand, towards the Kassites warriors. A rain of magical arrows fell over them, but in
such reduced place, soon, the distance became shorter and they had to fight hand-to-hand.
Riddled Demons had already fallen and others didn’t delay to follow them by the effect of the
Kassite’s swords. Nimrod opened a clear space between the attackers and, followed by his
squadron, he passed to the next hall. There the struggle became fierce and was seen that the
number of Demons was high.
But Nimrod was ecstatic. He had distinguished, through the second hall, a resplendent
personage, who was coming to the attack. He was peering for moments through the Temple
Wisdom from a door that seemed to have access to a large courtyard, but after screaming
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