Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"a new day?"

Esther asked in disbelief, and the "pale bone nail" hung weakly to the ground. The sounds she heard before clearly indicated the city's ending, which was probably a nightmare-like doomsday.

Where does the new day come from?

Esther subconsciously took two more steps forward, almost touching the light curtain, trying to see the situation in the small city below more clearly.

The city's layout plan can be said to be chaotic, with only a few intersecting main roads the clearest.

Houses of different styles are scattered haphazardly on both sides of the street. The building materials vary from trees to stones, and most of them are low-rise bungalows. The upper street is still mixed with vendors built with slats, and the lower street may have a few twisted and thick giant trees, like aliens forced into the middle of gray and white stone houses.

Esther couldn't tell what the specific functions of those buildings were, but she could see rings of thorns, olive branches and garlands hanging all over the streets. Almost outside the doors of most houses, hanging with yellow feathers, black feathers and A round dream catcher tied with white silk thread.

It was obvious that there was some kind of custom in the city, or that the residents here were preparing to celebrate some festival.

In the center of the city stands a black church with a bell tower. In front of the church is a square paved with gray stone bricks.

What attracted Esther's attention the most was the top of the bell tower, where there was a huge bird's nest woven with long silver threads. Although it was separated by a light curtain, Esther could sense that light was constantly gathering deep in the bird's nest.

"What's in that lair?"

The crow kindly answered: "Of course there will be eggs in the nest, there are quite a lot of them."

Esther was silent. Thinking about the fact that snakes and birds lay eggs, she realized that the unhatched eggs in the nest might not have any fixed shape.

"Crow's eggs?"

"Hahaha, how is that possible?" Crow smiled happily.

"Dang——dang——"

The melodious bells rang from below the nest, echoing throughout the small city.

Everything in Esther's eyes suddenly became dazzling. Just as the crow said before, "a new day" dawned.

When the morning bell rang, the dazzling sunlight penetrated the reciprocation of time, pouring down from the light curtain that sealed off the outside world, lifting up the only small town in this "land abandoned by God" that has daylight and has not sunk into darkness.

Coming out of the long darkness and seeing such a sunny town, it is easy to have the illusion of a "paradise".

"They..." Esther stretched out her hand and pressed it against the light screen. She leaned close to the impenetrable barrier and stared greedily at the scene in the town below, barely able to see the swaying figures coming and going.

Crow just chuckled twice without giving any explanation, letting Esther witness the operation of the town with her own eyes.

Esther heard those tiny voices again, not calls, but various voices of the heart, mixed together messily, like a rhythmless symphony:

From complaining about not waking up and wanting to crawl back under the quilt, to hesitating about what to eat in the morning and what to eat in the evening, to wishing that time would go slower and being late soon, etc., these are all extremely daily and trivial things. matter.

She's listening to the city's residents.

At sunrise, people are awakened by the sound of bells, step out of their homes and take to the streets, greet people they know with a smile, and pick and choose in front of vendors...

A corner of trivial life, but it gave Esther a sense of trance. It spanned countless years, and the lives of these people seemed to be not far different from the ordinary people she saw in Tingen, even though their clothes, language and daily habits were completely different. Different, yet so consistent in living an ordinary life.

Among those chaotic thoughts, Esther noticed a frequently repeated word, "Good Dream Ritual."

This would explain the strange decorations on streets and houses everywhere.

Esther noticed that once someone left the area outside the halo, the moment the person or object left the light screen, they would turn into tiny bits of light and shadow, and then dissolve directly on the light screen.

But the others were completely unaware, as if they had not seen this scene.

The young man driving the carriage stayed close to the girl next to him, joking and joking as he drove the giant brown horse forward. Because they were getting closer to the uphill slope, Esther could see their faces. A hopeful expression on his face.

The giant horse, which was nearly two people tall, hit the light screen and shattered into flying light spots, but the carriage continued to move forward.

Until the two smiling men and women, talking about returning home to meet their parents, also collapsed at an arm's length away from Esther, and their figures directly turned into dots of light, blending into this light curtain that isolated the inside and outside.

"What on earth is this?" Esther turned her head and stared at the crow.

Crow tilted his head innocently: "You can take a guess."

Esther had a vague guess, but she felt it was weird. Since there is such a town related to "Skylark" and "Zoya", why is there no relevant records at all in Silver City?

Three rings, silver dream catcher, light yellow feathers, but why are there black feathers?

Time continues to pass in the town, and the sunlight that is tied outside of time gradually changes color, turning into a warmer dusk.

As the twilight turned from rich to dark, the residents who were still in the town gradually gathered in the square. Regardless of age, sex, or race, they all held garlands made of olive branches as the main body, waiting quietly for something.

Esther strongly suspected that the two people wrapped in black cloaks were vampires, because when the people next to them greeted them, they even carefully avoided stepping on their cloaks, as if they were afraid that their faces would be exposed to the sun.

A black bird flew out from the nest at the top of the clock tower and landed on the top of the boulder in the center of the square.

Esther could almost hear its mocking laughter from a distance.

Within a few minutes of the darkening night, Esther heard a particularly clear call, and they were praying to the "light of destiny."

No, something's not quite right...

"You have changed the direction of your prayers." Esther's hand outside the light curtain gradually tightened.

The crow raised its tail feathers happily and jumped around Esther happily, observing that she could no longer maintain her indifferent expression: "Since it is something that can be stolen, of course there is no need to start from scratch! This is not very interesting. The result?"

Esther carefully distinguished the mixed sounds. Each resident's prayer was different:

Some people hope for good luck and are anxiously waiting for their family members who have gone out to hunt in the city to return safely tomorrow, hoping that nothing unexpected will happen;

The old man coughing softly is full of longing, hoping to dream of his deceased lover, return to his youth in his sleep, and walk on the street again;

There is a pair of sisters who have never left here since they were born. They pray in their dreams that they can go to farther places and want to know what the sea is like.

The ambitious young man is full of enthusiasm, hoping that he will have the opportunity to be recognized, become an extraordinary person like his grandfather, and follow the light of the "War Angel";

There are even people who simply follow others to participate in the custom, without religious hope that the sun will go down quickly and the ceremony will end as soon as possible, and they want to have a drink in the pub...

Everyone threw their knitted rings in front of the boulder and then sang a carol in the square.

It was just the melody of "Edelweiss" that made Esther raise her lips with uncontrollable facial expression. She was now convinced that "Zoya" was related to her original world.

Esther felt that the thoughts in her mind were getting blurry. Those prayers and songs seemed to be surrounding her, giving her the illusion that she could touch these people's shoulders by raising her hand.

Esther looked at the quiet crow: "Is this the anchor of 'Zoya'?"

"This was originally a town that believed in the 'Angel of Destiny'." Crow replied with a specious nonsense.

"How could Ouroleus allow you to do such a thing? You, Amon and Zoya, actually stole an entire town that believes in the 'Angel of Destiny'!?"

Crow narrowed his eyes: "Because both are the direction of 'destiny', it is more convenient to combine similar concepts. How do you know that He did not acquiesce in our actions?"

Esther closed her mouth and watched the tiny figures scattered from the square, like marbles poured out of a basin, spinning in all directions.

The night grew darker and darker, until the light from the windows of the houses gradually went out.

"When this night comes, will it be..."

"Yes, the sun never rose again. You saw what happened after that."

Esther's lips trembled slightly, but she could not spit out the answer.

Then it will be "a new day."

The silence of the night was broken by a scream, and all the changes quietly began from this moment.

Esther heard the voices of both parties at the same time. One party was sometimes confused and sometimes sober. The body wrapped in scales broke through the stone wall and chased the blood-stained people. The other party panicked and kept calling for help, running anxiously on the street. .

Several neighbors who heard the noise rushed over quickly. In a hurry, they could only wave the laundry sticks or brooms at hand to surround the mutated monster.

A man with an old face drove out of the tree-like house and sprinkled seeds on the ground. The rapidly growing plants rolled the monster into a ball.

Esther frowned more and more: "Amon, what happened that day?"

The crow didn't answer her question. His black eyes were half-open, reflecting the glimmer of light emitting from the periphery of the seal.

The next moment, screams were heard from all over the town.

Monsters with different appearances went crazy one after another in the darkness. The people closest to them and bearing the brunt were naturally the people living under the same roof as them.

Those who quickly gathered and confronted them were obviously Extraordinaries. They used the church in the center of the town as a stronghold to constantly organize people to fight.

The number of these Extraordinaries is not large, but they are enough to become the backbone of the residents in despair, and Esther hears more and more prayers.

They pray to the "Light of Destiny", to the "Angel of Destiny" and the "Angel of Time", and ultimately to the omniscient and omnipotent Creator.

The voices Esther heard began to boil from pain and sadness, to anger and fear, and finally to overwhelming despair, because the number of "enemies" was increasing. In places where there was no firelight, people's The sound started to fade away.

Calls went unanswered.

The light curtain became brighter, as if something invisible hit it, blended into it, and strengthened its essence.

All the people who unfortunately lost their lives also began to undergo mutations. Their bodies fell to the ground, and new monsters climbed up from the ground, and then pounced on the remaining people.

Esther knew what happened that day.

A bolt of thunder fell from the sky and struck the black church where the largest number of surviving residents had gathered.

It withstood the first blow, but collapsed under the second bolt of lightning.