Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"I know where you're going."

The crow was indistinguishable from the night, and the white lightning lit up, illuminating its lingering shadow at Esther's feet.

Esther said nothing, looking up at the stretched wings.

As a result, in the next moment, the crow's figure was already gliding gracefully in another direction, and then instantly stole the distance and flashed into the more hidden shadows.

"Why are you so nervous?" Esther said gently and gently with a smile, not caring whether the crow could hear her clearly, "I don't want to parasitize you."

"I know you just want to kill me."

The moment the voice sounded behind her, Esther's left hand had already reached back to grab it. The ability of the "decryption scholar" was enough for her to instantly identify the opponent's location through the voice.

The pale bone nail was thrust out suddenly, but it just fell in the air. Esther moved the fingers of her left hand and continued to steal distance in the original direction.

The figure of the crow with white circles was illuminated by another lightning strike, and Esther and Esther flashed in this direction almost indiscriminately, stealing the distance simultaneously and never moving away.

Esther didn't want to pay attention to it, but the crow became more talkative: "But why do you come here? This should have nothing to do with you."

For the first time, Esther showed her expression under Crow's gaze. There was a crack in her indifferent and gentle demeanor. She briefly stopped stealing distance: "Where is your true body?"

The "Land Abandoned by Gods" has no obstacles for Amon. A "stealer" angel king can basically do whatever he wants on this deserted continent. If he wants to come, he will have his first sight before the crow sees him. It's time to find it.

But now He never appears.

This deviation from expectations made it even more difficult for Esther to figure out Amon's plan. If it were "Zoya", she might be able to deduce something, but Esther didn't understand the detailed history between the two.

Crow clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "Look, you are obviously the one who is nervous, not me. The main body just sent me to chat with you. Isn't this enough to express His goodwill?"

Esther walked forward quickly, relieving herself from the fatigue caused by frequent stealing distances. She didn't even bother to look at the crow: "This behavior itself can be regarded as part of 'fraud'."

"Haha, don't you care about such trivial things?" The crow's hoarse laughter circled back and forth above Esther's head, "Don't change the subject, the matter here has nothing to do with 'Esther', but you can guess that it does. Who is involved?"

"Zoya." Esther raised the corners of her mouth. Although her smile was gentle, there was only indifference in her eyes.

The crow seemed to be tired of flying, and slowly fell down: "So you don't need to care about His affairs, right? This is also for yourself -"

Its figure suddenly disappeared and appeared three meters away on the other side. A bone sword stabbed out from where the crow originally landed.

After losing her target this time, Esther did not pursue it. She twisted her body as she fell and landed steadily on the ground. She didn't care about the miss and continued to move forward.

"This is also for your own good. Strictly speaking, Zoya and the main body can be regarded as friends. Otherwise, why can you get along well with the clone?"

The white-rimmed crow was more cautious in his words and did not directly mention the title "Xiao Qi".

"This kind of lie is so clumsy. Has your 'scammer' trait been eaten into the dog's belly?"

"I only have the trait of 'parasite'." The crow's voice actually sounded a little aggrieved.

Esther raised her left hand and gestured her middle finger to the crow in the air. Then she started to steal distance again, not wanting to listen to the gossip of the black bird above her head.

"I've had a problem since I met you." Crow followed closely in the air, completely ignoring the dissatisfaction expressed by Esther's gestures just now.

"Can you stop asking if I tell you to shut up?"

The words Esther asked back were very erratic, because she would appear several meters away every few seconds.

Crow's tone turned out to be a little proud: "No. You sound a lot more irritable than before, a bit like an old friend of mine."

"who?"

"Who is it? I have forgotten His name."

The crow flapped its wings and swooped down again, passing the figure in a red cloak. However, this time it did not receive an attack from the bone sword, which somewhat made the crow feel a little bored.

After Esther stole a distance again, she couldn't help but frown.

What was in front of him was a black mist. There was a faint light coming from deeper places, but it was difficult to see clearly from the outside.

The remaining extraordinary power in the black mist is very chaotic. If you continue to steal distance, you may be caught in it and fall in an unknown direction. It may even produce some kind of destructive chain reaction.

Under such a premonition, Esther just moved her left hand and went deeper without risking her luck.

"Out of good intentions, I recommend you walk, because the physical laws of the area ahead have been deceived." The crow fell from the air and stood not far to Esther's right, staring at her curiously.

Esther knew this was the truth. She turned her head and glanced at the white-rimmed crow, and had no choice but to adopt this suggestion and change to walking again.

The moment Esther stepped into the black mist, she felt a sudden throbbing pain in the middle of her right eyebrow, but it only took a short moment for the abnormal movement to calm down amidst the buzzing sound in her mind.

The crow also came closer. It seemed that it was no longer afraid of being attacked by Esther and boldly followed her feet.

But the crow was also very cautious. When the red cloak rolled up as Esther stepped forward, the crow would carefully avoid the corners. This seemed to be the direct reason why it did not try to land on Esther.

Esther noticed this and pointed to her shoulder in a funny way: "Are you tired from flying now? I can lend you my shoulder."

The crow flapped its wings twice and followed Esther on the ground: "The nature of mythical creatures will not make me tired, but seeing your performance, I will feel that you are hopeless."

"It's hopeless? Ha! Isn't it because of you--forget it, there's no point in arguing with you about this kind of thing." Esther stopped talking in time and moved faster. Any further words would only affect her own mood.

"That's not what I meant," Crow happily jumped forward a few steps to bring himself into Esther's line of sight, "You are now a 'parasite'."

Esther's eyes widened slightly, and her gaze finally fell on Crow: "What you want to say is related to my promotion method."

"Your extraordinary characteristics all come from us, you should understand this in your heart?" Crow tilted his head, looking like he was thinking about something bad.

Esther responded to the question with silence.

She suddenly raised her head. The black mist had almost reached its end, and a light with the same color as her hair shone in front of her. This made Esther suddenly start to run.

The crow had to flap its wings and fly up again so that it could keep up with Esther. Its interest in speaking was not disturbed at all: "You have never thought that you also exist to replace the fate of the other two Amon. ?and you--"

Esther suddenly stopped. As long as she raised her legs and stepped forward, she would be out of the black mist and be able to clearly see the gentle light curtain not far away.

She didn't look at the crow, but responded to what it just said: "I'm not Amon. I don't understand what you intend to affect by saying this, my self-understanding? Is this the task assigned to you by the body?"

"The main body just sent me to watch a joke." The crow flew down in front of Esther and shook its wings outside the black mist behind her.

"What's out there?"

"Zoya's relics, Zoya's treasure, the worthless bet that Zoya was coaxed to put on the scale... No matter what it is, it's not 'Esther's' thing anyway." The crow raised his head, with black eyes. There was a smile inside.

Reason told Esther that she should turn back, because she saw the excitement and anticipation in the crow's eyes. The emphasis when it said this also made Esther subconsciously raise her eyebrows.

Since it is what Amon is looking forward to, it will naturally make Esther feel bad. However, the "spiritual intuition" is hesitant and unable to give clear guidance, but is full of resistance to the doubts in Esther's heart.

Just one step away.

Esther took a deep breath. She had come this far just to find the source of this call, and there was absolutely no reason to give up and look back.

"Then let me tell you one more thing." The crow shook his head and raised his tail. "Even if you walk there, there is no way you can come into contact with the city that is exiled outside time. You have long thrown away the key. .”

Esther's breathing stagnated, and she quickly searched for something related to the "key" from her memories: "You are referring to the pointer on the desert island..."

"Yes, that's not a symbol. But you can't blame us for not holding the key."

The "pale bone nail" in Esther's right hand gradually turned, as if it was about to thrust forward in the next second.

The crow stepped away from her, spread its black wings upwards, and made a "please" gesture forward:

"Just a reminder, I will never stop you."

Esther said nothing and stepped out of the area covered by the black mist.

The pale yellow light shrouded her eyes, giving Esther the illusion that she was about to climb into the gray fog, but the next moment, her vision recovered from the blurry feeling of suddenly seeing light.

Esther was stepping on a slope, which was the avenue leading to the valley below. At the end of this road was a city surrounded by light.

The light curtain forms a semicircular isolation layer, like a cover buckled over the food to keep the food warm, waiting to be unveiled to give diners a "surprise".

The call that Esther could hear became clear instantly:

Desperate cries for help, vague and noisy murmurs, painful calls and screams...

It was difficult for her to describe what she heard. Just when Esther thought that the sound would continue, everything she "heard" fell into silence, as if the signal was suddenly cut off.

Esther touched her forehead blankly.

The crow Amon landed at her feet: "It's begun."

"What?" Esther asked subconsciously.

"a new day."