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orders he went away to budge pass to other clumsy Hiwa Anakim. He was a Nephilim, one of the
               «Traitor Gods», but Nimrod, impressed by his Divine appearance and enormous white wings,
               took him a the own Enlil. He pointed carefully and shot when the image of the Nephilim was
               drawn on the door. The arrow traced a soft curve in the space and reached directly to the chest
               of the Demon, bouncing as if had hit a rock.
                      –Dog  Nimrod!  –Screamed the  Nephilim with his face disfigured  by the hate–.  This is
               how you answer to our offer? Now you’ll die, you and all who come with you. Will be grass for
               our Hiwa Anakim who, by the way, have good appetite.
                      Once said this he went away from the door, while, a throng of Demons irrupted towards
               Nimrod when he was observing horrified how many Hiwa Anakim were devouring fiercely the
               fallen warriors. This vision made that the Kassite King released a scream of threat while his
               sword maintained at line the attackers, he was watching that the casualties amongst his Elite of
               archers were terrible. Was in that moment when he gave the order to search reinforcements.
               Thereupon thousands of warriors irrupted in the damn Temples of the synarchic initiation.
                      Soon  the  Hiwa  Anakim’s  were  surpassed  and  Nimrod  had  the  time  to  gather  the
               surviving  archers.  Less  than  the  half  of  them  remained  but  the  reinforcements  were
               impressive,  at  the  extreme  that  they  reached  to  saturate  the  three  Temples  that  had  been
               already taken. Nimrod spied through the door in which he saw the Nephilim and he realized
               that  it  took  to  a  courtyard  of  an  enormous  Palace,  in  the  midst  of  a  cyclopean  city.  A
               breathtaking scenery.
                      Is that they were in the heart of Chang Shambhala, near to the Palace of the King of the
               World. The conjure of the cainite Initiates had been such effective, supported, of course, by the
               Mystery of the Pure Blood, that the Serpent of Fire had flattened the Seven Walls. The tunnel
               of the synarchic initiation crossed them, to permit that the disciples of the Demiurge could
               reach to the Masters of Wisdom. But it is convenient to make some clarifications. Even by all
               what the cainites Initiates and Nimrod did, it is not about magic the key to reach to Chang
               Shambhala, but Strategy. Would be worthless that someone could «open the door» if his Spirit
               is dogmatized or is victim of any of the psychological tactics that the White Fraternity employs
               to fulfill the Universal Synarchy. For this reason the real feat of Nimrod was to cross the
               tunnel and the three Temples with weapons in hand, what speaks, and will always speak, of
               the  Purest  Blood  in  the  Earth.  Because  those  places  are  the  most  powerful  deceit’s
               chambers  that  exist  in  the  world.  Nothing  can  be  compared  with  it,  neither  the  drug
               treatments  employed  by  the  Secret  Services  of  Occident,  completed  with  hypnosis,  nor  any
               other  system  of  «psychic  programming».  Those  who  end  there,  useful  personages  to  the
               Synarchy,  heads  of  state,  religious  men,  Kings,  rich  and  influential  people,  presidents  of
               corporations, etc. «They return completely bewitched, disposed to work fully to comply with
               their mission». They are the «Initiates» of the Synarchy, they have «died» and «reborn»; but
               what really died on them is the Spirit, the Memory of Blood that now, submersed in a total
               strategic confusion, will be never felt again.
                      In  the  exterior  courtyard  of  the  Temple  of  Wisdom,  were  the  brave  Kassites  had
               entrenched, an entire legion of Hiwa Anakim swords in hand and many squadrons of Sheidim,
               dwarves of earthy skin, awaited disquiet. These dwarves, with huge head, are the product of the
               ritual copulation between men and certain animals, during the orgies of the Atlantean black
               magic. Transported in  mass to Chang Shambhala, after the hecatomb, they dwell in gloomy

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