Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Esther didn't know who she was praying to, and she didn't know what would happen, but she couldn't just watch the innocent residents of the East End being dragged into death.

She had never heard the slightly childish voice in her head so clearly, and followed her, chanting this honorable name that pointed to the unknown:

"The broken remains of destiny,

Wandering in the vortex outside time and space,

Eternal attendant of the Lord of the Spirit World,

The light that weaves the threads of chaos.

I pray for your testimony,

I pray for your strength,

I pray that you will save the fate of all living things here..."

In Esther's eyes, the symbol with a four-pointed cross and a ring of stars appeared again, but this time, the tearing pain in her mind overlapped with the painful prayers of the residents of the East District, and they collided and disappeared. Let Esther's consciousness be caught in the middle and stay awake.

She stood up slowly, and when she raised her head, she saw countless criss-crossing silver-white rivers, countless branches from different lives and gathered from the past, forming a dense network, leading to a common, At the end that was destroyed by gray and black, the silver lines further away were staggered and intertwined, but they began to burst due to being cut apart.

The place where the long river is broken is the death fracture formed after destiny is artificially distorted.

Only Esther has no reflection in it, no observable line of fate.

But she didn't care.

Esther stretched out her hand, and at this moment when illusion and reality intertwined, she held onto the broken gap. This was originally impossible - her hand suddenly turned into a shadow, and a pale golden light penetrated it. came out and quickly merged into the long silver river, forming a very simple and twisted knot, crazily rolling up the fallen silver thread in the second half.

This splicing technique can be called crude, even the worst of seamstresses can do this, and the finished product is enough to destroy any craftsman's job. But those fractures were barely connected, pulling the living beings they touched into a more distant future.

Even if life is unsatisfactory, it is not a reason to be cruelly deprived. No matter how fragile it is, all living beings can have endless turbulence and continuity.

The silver thread twisted into a twisted knot under her hand and quickly extended out again.

Let your destiny return to endless possibilities.

When holding those silver thread-like virtual images, Esther's consciousness almost collapsed, and her figure also became illusory, almost blending into those fates far beyond reality.

The silver river flows through time and space, calling her back to it.

Esther couldn't help but lean forward, her eyes starting to lose focus.

Just then, she heard a weak call:

"Hamel...Esther..."

Just a flash of inspiration, the silver river disappeared from Esther's eyes, and she was in that alley again.

Rabbit's hand was resting on the bottom of her cloak, but he was obviously completely unconscious and unconscious.

He should have grabbed Esther's cloak just now, which was the rabbit's last attempt to save Esther, pulling Esther back to the present world from the edge of death.

Esther raised her head and saw a ray of light.

Above the haze is the sun, and under the haze is filled with such soft and clear light. It is intertwined in the dense fog, echoing with all the creatures enveloped in it, and sometimes rippling out a turbid color. The cracks briefly tore open the spiritual world and closed again, driving out the yellow-black poisonous mist.

It is eroding the destiny of this place and distorting the trajectory it has just been disturbed by.

Even Esther felt unbelievable when faced with this scene. It was hard for her to believe that this was a change made by her hands. Esther subconsciously walked out of the alley and came to the street.

She could see the light spreading further in the direction, covering most of the East District.

No, it should be "Zoya", this is His power...

Everyone no longer felt the pain of plague and disease. They fell asleep, as if they were having a beautiful dream that they did not need to wake up from, peaceful and peaceful.

In their dreams, they were spending an extremely peaceful day, with good fortunes and small misfortunes. It seemed that they had reached a delicate balance, but it was all just random.

For every person with a clear destiny, a spot of light appears between their foreheads, and the light and shade change and then disappear.

Such light spots lit up everywhere in the East District, just like the stars reflected on the ground, faint, but still trying their best to survive.

Esther knew that as long as she waved her hand, those light spots would feel the call, fly toward her meekly, integrate into her mind, and become part of the strength that supported her.

She can even recover in an instant, enough to once again peek into and disturb the long river of destiny.

But Esther can't do that. If she really takes action, the people whose fate is claimed at this time will be swallowed by her. Their souls will become the nourishment of "Zoya" and they will never be able to awaken again.

"Is this you...your true face?"

Esther asked herself softly, but the voice in her head gave her no response.

Another soft and sweet female voice sounded from the other end of the street:

"I'm still wondering who ruined our good deeds."

Esther looked around, and what caught her eye was a woman with a stunning and bright appearance. She was dressed in a pure white and holy dress, elegant and dignified. When she walked in, she seemed to be stepping on the most luxurious red carpet, accepting the reception. All the praise and awe that others should give to that beauty.

Esther's eyes gradually narrowed. She felt an extremely dangerous aura from this beautiful lady, which was the same as the poisonous mist that harvested life. The good impression she had just inexplicably disappeared in an instant, and Esther suddenly became wary. This was because the other party's extraordinary ability was affecting her!

She regretted not taking out the new weapon earlier, at least she had a little more protection.

The lady chuckled and shook her head: "I didn't expect it to be such a weak little bird."

"I thought you would use metaphors like mice. It seems that I am not popular with you." Esther replied, but she quickly took out her "obsessive-compulsive disorder tie" and her own dagger, and quickly armed herself.

The other party did not take advantage of this moment to make a sneak attack, but quietly watched Esther's movements, as if observing the futile struggle of a trapped animal in a cage.

Esther tightened her grip on the dagger. She wanted to retreat, but she didn't dare to leave her back to such a strange enemy.

The lady tucked her hair behind her ears, showing her gentleness, and said softly: "It's a pity that you can't fly."

Oops! underground! ?

The other party has been setting up a trap since the moment they made contact!

Esther decisively spread her left hand towards the ground and uttered an ancient Hermetic phrase: "Exile!"

But her target was not to be ambushed underground, but to use the force of the impact on the ground to kick her feet into the air at the same time!

The invisible thread barely brushed the edge of her shoe, but failed to completely catch Esther. Her body flew upside down in the air uncontrollably, and hit a lamppost that she had deliberately aimed at.

The moment she approached the lamppost, Esther hooked it with her backhand and made a half-circle with her feet to release the remaining momentum. She was face to face with the mysterious lady again, but the distance was much wider than before.

"Huh? You are actually not affected by the disease..." The beautiful woman looked regretful. Her smile and frown were all very caring, with the charm of stimulating hormones. "You are very interesting. If it were someone else, Maybe we can have a nice chat."

Esther's left hand suddenly let go of the lamppost and grabbed it at the woman, briefly stealing her thoughts. Seizing this gap, Esther pushed forward with her left hand, and then uttered another ancient Hermetic phrase: "Imprisonment!"

But the time for the other party to regain consciousness was much faster than she expected!

Before Esther finished speaking, the figure of the woman standing there suddenly disappeared. The next moment, she was in front of Esther. There was a spear condensed with frost in the woman's hand, which almost reached Esther's eyebrows. .

"Speed ​​isn't just your specialty either."

Her understatement of teasing was as if she was pointing out flaws in the other person's makeup.

The ability to control frost?

Esther deduced this in an instant. The cold air spread towards her forehead, causing a drop of sweat on her forehead to condense into a solid substance.

She only had time to make one final response.

The dagger in Esther's right hand was lifted up, barely able to block the thrust of the spear, and her left hand opened and closed in an instant.

She wants to steal the opponent's ability to manipulate ice!

Thanks to the good luck of still being online, Esther's theft was a success!

The frost spear disintegrated into dots of ice along the center of her eyebrows and dissipated in the air. A spear suddenly re-condensed in Esther's left hand, exuding the same extremely cold chill. She threw it towards the woman opposite with her backhand.

But her speed was still a little behind after all. In the end, the ice spear just pierced the ground, instantly spreading out a sheet of frost, like an ice flower blooming.

Esther's left hand still maintained the same position as when she threw the spear, and a small hole appeared in the middle of her palm, preventing her from stretching her fingers again to carry out any form of theft.

Blood drops were flowing down bit by bit along the invisible thread, and the wriggling black shadow was entrenched in the blood hole, trying to spread the power of the curse into Esther's body.

Esther subconsciously raised her right hand, trying to cut off the invisible thread with a dagger, but it was in vain. After the blade broke a little, she once again deeply felt the difference with the other person.

That charming lady must be an extraordinary person above the level of a demigod. This is such an absolute gap.

Before Esther could take action again, more and more invisible threads had clung to her body, tightly squeezing into her right hand. Fine blood marks emerged from Esther's right hand. The lady controlling the thread seemed to enjoy her groaning in pain, as if she wanted to slowly cut off Esther's right hand.

"You seem to rely on your hands. If you lose them, what else can you use to steal?"

The woman said with a smile, her expression was so gentle and peaceful, her eyes passed over Esther's left hand, and the blood beads that were constantly rolling down the silk thread were showing a glimmer of light.

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The gray-black haze is constantly surging, but the light yellow gentle light curtain is trying hard to hold up the sky. While it is constantly crushing the haze, it also unknowingly rolls up the clouds, causing several A long-lost ray of sunshine fell into Backlund's East District.

The crow stood on the edge of a roof. Because he had been with that light day and night, when it raised its head and stared at the strange shapes in the sky, it could feel the constant calls and resonant murmurs.

Because he had experienced the sealed cycle before, Xiao Qi was not dragged into it and could still maintain a clear consciousness.

Xiao Qi didn't even know why he wanted to follow.

Its gaze retracted from the light wandering in the sky and fell on the ice flowers and human figures blooming below the street.

It's really hopeless. What's the point of trying to save these irrelevant people by yourself?

Esther has fallen into the hands of the witch.

Xiao Qi let out a long sigh.

The crow opened its mouth and made a hoarse voice:

"Playing with the hands of time,

Traveling in the shadow of fate,

The embodiment of fraud and mischief..."