Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"Even if you didn't shout, I would have been here."

Another crow suddenly appeared next to Xiao Qi, looking down side by side with it, twitching its tail with interest, very excited, and the white fur ring on its right eye was very conspicuous.

Xiao Qi's heart sank, and she suddenly spread her wings and flew towards the light curtain on the horizon, but in the next moment, it was already held in the left hand of the young man with black hair and black robes.

"No wonder the main body has to come in the second sequence after polymerization." The young man pinched the monocle under the curly hair with his free right hand. Several reflections streaked on the crystal lens, and his frown gradually relaxed, " It’s really a strict defense, ‘Zoya’ has even considered inciting rebel clones.”

Xiao Qi didn't even waste any more energy to struggle. It just looked at the clone quietly, without any emotion in its dark eyes.

"Tell me, if you weren't Amon, who else could you be?"

The young man increased the strength he exerted on his hands, and the brim of his pointed hat cast a shadow on his face. Because of the floating light streams in the sky, the shadows on his eyebrows were also swaying gently.

Crow coughed lightly, his voice full of laughter: "What do you think?"

The young man made a weak grab at the crow with his right hand, and a Time Worm flew out from it. It kept twisting but could not control itself, and was forced to fall into the young man's palm.

"It's a rare moment for the main body to be generous and let go of a lot of authority."

The lifeless body of the crow was casually thrown into the distance. The young man smiled and clenched his fists. When he opened his palms again, the worm of time had been absorbed and recovered, along with all its memories, and merged into the young man. in mind.

A few streaks of light flashed across the young man's monocle again, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Xiao Wu? Xiao Qi? That's interesting. After all, Xiao Qi is Amon, so you wouldn't mind if Amon becomes Xiao Qi for a while, right?"

After all, "you" no longer exist.

The figure of the black-haired young man twisted and changed, and a black crow with white eye circles swooped down from the sky and pounced on the hesitant witch of despair.

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"Desperate Nightingale" Panatia is quite annoyed. The disaster she planned in the East District has been disrupted. Although there are still some dead residents, the toxic haze in the dock area and factory area is constantly feeding despair back to her. The digestion progress of the potion was much smaller than the disaster she expected!

Panatia should have taken this opportunity to escape to the dock and leave in the chaos, but she happened to bump into this person - this extraordinary person who ruined her plan!

Panatia could not feel how powerful she was, and her spiritual intuition did not give any premonition of danger. Even when Panatia wanted to kill an old man on the street, the flashing light on his forehead came inexplicably. There was a sense of panic, but there was no such threat in this woman.

This made Panatia suspect that the woman just borrowed the power of others. She desperately wanted to destroy this woman and torture her to vent her anger. She could definitely believe that the light flowing in the sky was the good deeds of the young woman in front of her!

She would not have been so reckless originally, but there seemed to be something hidden in that woman, which made Panatia feel familiar and disgusted at the same time, disturbing her rationality.

Esther would not know that the reason why she bumped into this woman head-on was because in her satchel, there was a flip mirror covered with black threads and possessed by the remaining evil spirits.

By chance, the victim and the murderer reunited in this way without knowing each other.

After Panatia controlled Esther with silk thread, she did not kill her immediately. It was precisely because of the blood drops dripping from the blood hole in Esther's palm that as they gathered more and more, Panatia Nadia felt uneasy for no reason.

She even found herself distracted for a moment, which was extremely unreasonable.

This kind of vigilance is getting heavier and heavier, so she froze her movements and did not directly kill the woman who disrupted her plan. Instead, she increased her vigilance. More and more threads tightened around Esther's body. Her throat tightened.

"Is there something wrong with your blood? Or... is there something wrong with you yourself?" Panatia was determined to take this strange woman away. She shook her hands, and a few drops of blood were caught in the invisible thread and fell. The empty conical vial rolled into her palm and was taken into her arms.

Panatia planned to use it as a medium for curses. No matter how powerful Esther was, it would be impossible to escape from her grasp. If it weren't for the frost condensation being stolen, Panatia wouldn't need to be in such trouble.

Esther raised her head upwards and looked at the stretching curtain of light. It had begun to dissipate and fade, leaving only a few holes in the gray haze, allowing the East District to welcome the long-lost sunshine.

Maybe just forget it, everything I can do has been done.

I’m so tired. If I just return to that river, there seems to be nothing wrong...

As Esther thought this, her strength became weaker and weaker.

However, there was a dark shadow blocking the sunlight, and black wings jumped into Esther's sight, causing her increasingly dazed pupils to suddenly dilate.

It was a crow that spread its wings and fell.

"...Xiao Qi?"

Why didn't it go away?

Esther had a strong desire to live for no reason. She reluctantly closed her palms slightly in pain, and a faint light instantly appeared in her palms, spreading along the lines of blood that had dripped before.

The buzzing sound started, and the blood dripping on the ground condensed on its own, converging into a Möbius strip connected end to end. All the invisible threads that bound Esther began to retreat, retracting along the trajectory they had stretched.

At the same time, as the crow flew down, the warning sign in Panatya's heart suddenly reached its limit.

Her figure suddenly disappeared. A wooden staff was at the place where she originally stood. Due to the radiant blood marks under Esther's feet, it kept getting closer to Esther and circled around her. It was every step Panatia took when he looked at Esther just now.

Panatia herself appeared a few meters away. Just when she wanted to continue to distance herself and escape completely, there was only a blank left in her mind, and all thoughts and ideas disappeared.

The scene around Esther began to collapse strangely, as if someone had knocked over the paint bucket but instantly erased the mixed color blocks, leaving a weird puncture point that instantly broke the narrow time trace. But all the invisible threads that entangled her had disappeared.

The palm of Esther's left hand is still wrapped with a little black energy. Centered on the bleeding hole, the blood vessels eroded by the curse are scattered on her left hand like black threads, like a tangled spider web tattoo.

Because of the injury and severe pain, she could only hold her unruly left hand. The dagger had long been dropped aside. Although Esther's right hand was covered with strangulation marks and bloody mouths, at least it would not hinder the theft. The action of grasping.

The black crow with white circles landed on Esther's head and grabbed her silver hair unceremoniously. There was a smile in the hoarse voice: "You are so weak. Where is the momentum that changed your fate just now? You won't take it until you die. come out?"

"It consumes too much, I would like to..."

Esther took a deep breath while continuing to stare at the woman opposite her with her eyes straight and her body motionless, and slowly backed away.

The crow pecked the top of her head very hard: "Why don't you eat the fate of everyone here? Didn't you just complete the process of 'resonance'?"

"Then what I did before has no meaning!"

Esther's right hand suddenly condensed into a spear of frost. She held the body of the gun, twisted her body and took a step forward, throwing it fiercely at the woman opposite.

A hand emerged from the air, grabbed and flicked it, and the ice gun fell to the ground. With a crisp cracking sound, it feebly broke into two pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the young man gradually appeared. He was wearing a pointed wizard hat on his head and a black classical robe of the same color. The curly hair hanging in front of his forehead and the eyes half-squinted due to a smile were also the same color.

This young man with thin cheeks had a playful smile on his lips and raised his hand to adjust the monocle in his right eye.

Esther's right eyebrow suddenly throbbed violently, which made her uncontrollably close her right eye tightly, while her left eye stared at the young man who suddenly broke in.

Is he here to help the woman opposite? he--

The white-rimmed crow standing above Esther suddenly spoke in a low voice, reminding her: "Be careful, it's Amon."

Amon? That angel of time from the Amon family! ?

The young man opposite tilted his head and looked at Esther with curious eyes, completely ignoring the witch beside him whose body was no longer under his control.

The young man's smile deepened. His voice was clear and cheerful, and he seemed to have endless fun: "Stealer? Isn't this a coincidence? What do you want to do by kidnapping my clone?"

Then he put one hand in front of him, held the elbow of the other hand, and put his fingers in front of his lips: "Or are you an old acquaintance of mine?"

His smile was bright, but it gave Esther a sense of fear that made her hair stand on end. Extremely dangerous feedback was constantly being sent to her from the back of her mind.

Gotta run, gotta run away quickly!

As soon as Esther raised her foot and took a step back, the young man grabbed her hand and she had already moved forward two meters. The distance that was originally several meters apart was instantly shortened by a quarter.

How on earth did he do it? What did he steal! ?

"It's nothing," the young man replied with a smile, "It's just a little distance."

The young man opened his palms again and closed them again. Esther felt a light touch on her neck, and her "obsessive-compulsive disorder tie" actually appeared in the other person's hand.

Before she even had time to restrict "no stealing here", the other party had already seen her plan.

The young man couldn't help but feel amused. Almost all of Esther's thoughts were written on her face. It was really hard to imagine that "Zoya" had such an innocent and dull character. She also didn't know what she was doing when she was "defrauding" others. What's it like? I'm afraid it's just that she was deceived by others, right?

The white-rimmed crow, who originally had the same smile in his eyes, suddenly looked up at the sky, his black eyes showing a chill.

The young man also looked, and Esther seized the opportunity. While quickly retreating, she also glanced in the direction of the young man's gaze.

Not far from the heads of several people, a figure wrapped in a dark robe was standing quietly in the air. The hood blocked all the face of the visitor, and the falling shadow was like a veil, covering the hazy beauty. Appearance.

This mysterious person who suddenly appeared should be a woman. The robe on her body outlines soft curves. Her face vaguely reveals a pair of dull eyes, which are as dark as a deep ravine, and she is looking here.

The figure of the young man opposite was being erased by the invisible blackboard. The smile on his face faded a lot, but he showed no concern, even though his body was quickly disappearing into the air:

"This is so boring."

The lady whose frost ability was stolen by Esther still didn't make any move, but her eyes showed more fear and panic, and her body was quickly erased.

Esther heard the hoarse voice of the crow above her head:

"It's boring."

Then Esther's eyes blurred, and all the scenery was changing at the speed of light, leaving her with only a dazed feeling of dizziness.

The mysterious man with a dull face looked at the empty street below. After just a second of silence, the figure disappeared again, as if he had never appeared here before.

He has to rush to the next place.