Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

January 1, 1350.

The sea breeze in the morning blew the corners of her clothes, lifting up the remaining strand of blond hair beside Esther's ears.

In the world she "saw", the black-haired young man in the sky was just a silhouette of fate. He was not bound by the long river of fate, nor was he troubled by the mortal world. He was overlooking her from above.

The first time I met you.

Esther thought this way, and she guessed that if it were the real body, she might be able to hear the voice she was trying to convey. This relies primarily on the suppressed monocle projection in her mind.

"All Amon is me, I thought you could already understand this." Amon responded.

He could indeed hear Esther's voice, but Esther's way of communicating made him raise his eyebrows in surprise.

According to the agreement, before the sun sets on the fourth day, I will give you four things to end this game. Esther muttered softly in her mind, and made a faint "um" sound, but her emotions remained unchanged.

Amon pushed up his monocle and smiled easily: "Do you think I will let you go?"

Your clone dares to set up a bet with me, don't you? Esther continued to communicate with the other party in such a weird way, taking things out of her bag one after another.

There was still a little bit of black filament-like curse left on her left hand, and in her perception, it showed a strange spider web shape, like a cracked lens.

Esther's "spiritual intuition" was slightly touched, but the movements of her hands did not stop.

Amon didn't make any move, he just looked at her quietly, and didn't deny what Esther just said. Compared to Esther, who was calm and anxious on the surface, he was still the one who firmly controlled the situation, so Amon Meng didn't mind spending a little more time to see if "Zoya" could bring him any surprises.

Esther inserted the bark engraved with the symbol of "The Fool" diagonally on the beach, put down the key that looked like a clock hand, and put the blood-smelling iron box wrapped in banana leaves next to it.

Finally, she carefully wrapped the thin emerald green snake in her hand around the pointer-shaped key.

"You really don't look like 'Zoya,'" Amon said with a false grasp of his right hand, and the piece of bark engraved with the "Fool" symbol fell directly into his palm. "If it were him, he should have opened the trap by now. Stay in my cycle and leave on your own, no need to do anything to hide it."

Esther paused with her hands and asked Him in her heart: You didn't stop me, did you?

Amon's figure suddenly fell from the air and slowly stopped opposite Esther. There was only two steps between them.

His tone was very kind: "You see, there is no conflict between us that requires life and death, and my needs are also very simple."

Amon raised the "Fool" symbol in his hand: "You call Him for me, and I won't bother you with other things. I can return all the stolen 'senses' to you, and even send you to an island with a ferry. Let you be temporarily free from all these worries, and you no longer have to worry about 'Zoya'. Isn't such a condition sincere?"

Esther simply repeated one word in his condition, pointing out the "temporary" with a smile.

Amon's smile deepened. He crushed the scored bark on his hand and patted the residue casually: "After all, I'm not a god, so I can't make hopeless promises."

So what happens when you become a god?

Esther asked a question in her mind. She lowered her right hand slightly and pricked her thumb on the tip of the pointer-shaped key. A few drops of blood rolled down and melted into the snake body and the key.

Amon's eyes narrowed, and he opened and closed his fingers again. The pointer wrapped with the green snake disappeared from Esther's right hand, and was tightly held by Amon in his right hand. He shook his head in a funny way: "But I I hope to find the Lord of Origin Castle as soon as possible and have a chat with him, maybe he can communicate better than you."

Esther suddenly laughed, and while laughing twice, she shook her head slightly: It's impossible, and I don't know who the 'Fool' is.

Contrary to her, the smile on Amon's face gradually faded: "No, 'Zoya' has always known. But judging from your attitude, you are not going to cooperate with me."

Esther patted her forehead with her right hand, and a little blood stained her right eyebrow. She still closed her mouth tightly and used her thoughts to convey her words:

Maybe you want to talk to Him personally.

She suddenly put her right hand together and stole her consciousness.

Amon sneered and met Esther's eyes that turned dark and revealed marks. As soon as he raised his free left hand, his arm quickly fell back to its original position.

The pointer and snake he just stole were emitting a faint light. This light quickly clung to Amon's right hand, flowing with a light-colored Möbius strip.

And Esther finally took out her left hand that had been kept in her satchel, and she was holding a flip mirror in her palm.

"Click!"

"Zoya" who took over Esther's body turned over the mirror and smeared the blood from her right finger on it.

The mirror made a buzzing sound and exploded with a "bang". The evil spirit inside was released, with a whimpering scream, and hair after hair instantly enveloped Esther's figure.

Even if Amon would only be held back for a few seconds, it would be enough.

"Zoya" placed her left hand, which still had the cursed black silk on it, against a larger broken lens.

"Happy New Year, Amon."

Esther's mouth was still closed, and these words full of sarcasm spread directly into the air with a unique vibration frequency, and were transmitted to Amon's perception.

There was no fluctuation in "Zoya's" eyes, and a very weird and fake smile appeared on her face. She turned her left hand, and a shining silver filament appeared in the black hair, using the curse left by the "Despair Witch" , she can easily capture the remaining spirituality of this "witch".

"Zoya" quickly merged the fate of herself and the evil spirit, which was almost broken. Esther's figure was instantly twisted and elongated, and was absorbed by the fragments of the mirror.

The blond hair on Esther's forehead turned back to silver in an instant.

She just disappeared from under Amon's eyes.

Ripples suddenly appeared all over Amon's body, twisting lines in the air. As he suddenly twisted his body, the cycle that bound him was broken. The phantom of the little snake was completely broken, and a section of golden hair Gradually it regains its original appearance, fading to silvery white as its power is exhausted.

The moment he emerged from the "loop", a thin chain connected to the earrings emerged due to the distortion of his body. The earrings emitted a faint light, but quickly disappeared.

Amon looked around the island for a few seconds, then adjusted his monocle. In an instant, all the clones scattered on the island returned to their original bodies.

Amon's eyes gradually enlarged, and he was full of joy: "Hahaha... This is really a good New Year surprise."

Even before Esther set foot on the beach, she had actually deliberately used the small wounds caused by stumbling and stumbling. She used the blood as a fixed point to cover a large area of ​​the island. Those clones only thought that she was not used to losing her vision. How to act, but they didn't know that Esther had silently observed their position clearly.

When Esther stepped onto the beach, there was nothing strange in the woods, but when Esther reached out to get something from her backpack, she had quickly absorbed the power hidden in the snake corpse, and used it to awaken the power she had used before. The ring made of blood dragged all the clones on the island.

Correspondingly, she had secretly hid that strand of hair in her satchel, seized the opportunity to perform small tricks, wrapped the green snake around the pointer, and then took the opportunity to start the cycle. This was in itself a "fraud" in her plan. ".

Originally, based on the simple sequence gap between the two, it was impossible for Esther's little illusion to be hidden from Amon. However, as the degree of "Zoya's" awakening increased, Esther relied on the true personality of "Zoya" to add The Source Castle he was attached to was enough to strengthen the illusion ability in a small area in a short period of time, so that Amon, who was cautious and did not get close and was too proud of his own strength, could not immediately notice the abnormality.

If it weren't for "Zoya" who knew Amon's character well, she would never have been able to go around such a circle to deal with him.

If Esther can really delay enough time, then "Zoya" will be able to assimilate and devour the fate of those trapped clones. This is also an unexpected loss for Amon, although he doesn't care.

But "Zoya" could not appear in this world for a long time, so He left here in a hurry to avoid further contact with me. Sure enough, His true body is still on Source Castle...

"Zoya, Esther, Zoya? But then, who are you?"

Amon never believed in what Adam called "human nature."

He had long seen what kind of betrayal the gods who trusted "human nature" faced.

However, the "destiny" path is really disgusting. As for whether Backlund is a trap, just let the clones explore it. Anyway, there are as many clones as you want.

Amon thought as he played with the pointer wrapped in silver hair on his hand.

Then he grabbed it casually and stole the island beneath him.

The sea and sky are the same color, and the wind and waves are calm.

There was no island here originally, it was just moved here a few months ago as a temporary settlement.

Now that it's gone, it won't have any impact.

——

The moment she entered the mirror world, Esther regained her sense of her body, but she would rather it was "Zoya" who experienced this bad experience now, rather than herself.

In Esther's "sight", everything was blurry and full of chaotic holes. There was no gravity and no direction in all directions. She seemed to be fluttering randomly in the sticky void.

Esther could feel the pain as all the bones in her body were almost crushed, but she did not suffer any substantial damage.

There are no stable passages here in the conventional sense. The end of every hole is a blur. People without clear guidance or the ability to distinguish cannot tell where they lead.

The sounds that Esther could "hear" were also crazy and violent. The noisy murmurs were mixed with meanings that she could not understand. They kept pouring out from various corners that were difficult to identify, like a huge gong striking in her perception. .

However, even though she was dizzy, Esther tried hard to stay rational and did not listen to the calls that kept sending invitations and persuasion. She regarded it as instinct to keep struggling and moving forward, waiting for the moment when her "spiritual intuition" gave a signal.

She didn't know how long she persisted. Such a confused progress seemed to be endless, but Amon did not pursue her. This was the best result for her.

When feedback appeared in her mind, Esther almost cried with joy. She tried her best to wave her arms towards the thread-like mirror, and finally caught the narrow whirlpool in a turbulent turbulence. edge.

She didn't care about studying how to pass through this whirlpool. She just mustered up the courage to follow "Zoya's" instructions, tried hard to hold on to the edge of the passage, and then plunged her head into it——

"Ahh——"

A piercing scream rang out, followed by several bottles, handbags and pillows, as well as a beautiful hand-held mirror studded with diamonds, which hit Esther's head and then fell to the ground. , broke into several pieces.

Esther picked at the edge of the half-length mirror hanging on the wall and tried hard to pull out the other half of her body from the world in the mirror. In her busy schedule, she even raised her head and looked at the lady opposite——

Don't, don't! Miss! Please, please calm down and put down that chair!

However, all Esther made was a series of panicked "Uh-huh" sounds.

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