Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

For Benjamin, as the "deception mentor" of sequence three, he can solve the current situation very casually.

Just after activating his ability, he immediately noticed that the attacker hidden in the dark was hiding in the second-floor window of the building next to the two of them.

But he couldn't just find out the other party. Esther was the performer in front of the scene. Benjamin deliberately restrained his performance, trying to give her an illusion that Benjamin Jacob was in a similar sequence to her.

The qualitative change in the ability of "Deception Mentor" can be hidden. As a Sequence Four Esther, it may be difficult for Esther to understand this intuitively. She didn't get promoted by drinking magic potions, nor did she experience detailed words and deeds from other "thieves". Most of her familiarity with her own abilities was at a half-understanding level.

This is a huge flaw. If Zoya's consciousness in Esther's body was still awake, Benjamin wouldn't be able to hide it from her, but now...

Benjamin raised his head slightly, his eyes following the figure jumping into the air.

Of course, Esther also saw the eyeball and its nerves that were constantly squirming and expanding. Before the monster in the air took further shape, she tentatively made the first thrust.

The moment it stole the distance, the "pale bone nail" picked up, and then stole the distance again, and Esther's figure landed on the edge of the opposite roof.

However, what made her frown was that at that moment Esther did not have the real feeling of stabbing an object. She held out the bone sword and clearly touched the eyeball in her sight, but only air penetrated it.

Is there any deviation from conventional vision? But in Esther's perception, the eyeball that was constantly emitting an evil feeling was still hanging in the air.

It gradually turned and looked in Esther's direction.

A creepy chill surged throughout her body. Esther took a deep breath and stole the distance before falling back to the ground. Another eyeball appeared where she had stood before. The huge network of blood vessels was continuously occupying a larger area. area, the dripping smelly liquid is gradually increasing.

Benjamin was still standing there, looking around alertly. Esther heard his voice as soon as he landed: "I still need a little time, that man's hiding method is very weird."

"When you hear me speak later, don't look up." Esther reminded softly.

"Wait, are you going to..."

Before Benjamin could finish speaking, Esther's position shifted again, and she would fall down, just to give Benjamin this reminder.

It seems that she doesn't have the confidence to solve it head-on. Is she going to use special means? Benjamin chuckled in his heart, but was looking forward to what Esther was going to do.

As for Esther's reminder, he didn't care at all.

The figure wearing a red cloak appeared in the air again, so close that Esther could clearly see the fine bloodshot threads on the outside of the eyeball. Among those fine bloodshot threads, there was a stream of crimson light passing by.

His eyes moved out of thin air again, staring in Esther's direction.

If it were in the wilderness, Esther would be more willing to choose a fight and end the battle by analyzing the opponent's strength and weakness.

But now she is inside the city. Even if there is no one nearby for a short period of time, and the two buildings next to them are warehouses for storing goods, Esther does not dare to prolong the battle, which will easily drag innocent people in. .

A quick victory is her top priority.

Esther took a deep breath and whispered a giant language: "Horse."

Behind the blood-red cloak, on the sunflower disk woven with black thread, dense eyes opened instantly.

The eyeballs of different sizes are close to each other. The only thing they have in common may be that they are all blood red, which is even weirder than the eyeballs suspended in the air.

The sunflower disk on the back of the cloak was constantly twisting, as if a crowd of overcrowded loaches were trying to get out of the inside of the cloak. While the eyes were rotating excitedly, ink-black liquid dripped down.

The moment the black shadow dripped from the cloak, it flowed directly in the air like outstretched wings. It flew straight towards the most distinct alien presence nearby - the two ever-growing crimson eyeballs.

Esther took a deep breath. The other end of the black shadow was still on the back of the cloak, even tightly connected to her consciousness. It was like there was an extra limb that she was not used to, and it was still growing rapidly, taking up more of her energy to coordinate...

But this time, Esther drove the black shadow, and finally completely grasped the overlapping eyeball of reality and reality in her own perception.

From Benjamin's perspective, this scene is enough to destroy the spirit of any passer-by, and then destroy the body of that ordinary person.

The cloak on Esther's body was constantly emitting filthy and crazy murmurs. If she hadn't been distracted and restrained, the rants that broke out at this time would have spread rapidly, and as the black shadow condensed, it would be enough to blow up the entire alley.

Benjamin heard the hiding attacker grunt, and soon the sound turned into a weak scream.

There was a cracking sound from the window on the second floor, and a figure crashed out. If Esther looked down, she would notice that this was the man she had seen in divination.

When the man smashed the glass, he did not protect his face and hands. At this moment, his skin was covered with tiny fragments, but compared to other perceptions, this pain was not even torture.

Even if he fell directly from the second floor window, one of his arms no longer obeyed the command, and the man seemed not to notice. There was blood foam in his mouth, his eyes were bulging like goldfish, his cochlea and under his nose were bright red, and they were still dripping.

He banged his head against the ground again and again, as if he wanted to use this action to drive out the nonsense stuffed in his mind.

Benjamin smiled as he watched the man struggle on the ground, listening to his breathing becoming weaker and weaker.

The ravings of the true God are not something that such a cultist can bear. Under the mental turmoil, the man still thought of using the pain in his head to regain some consciousness, which can be called a strong will.

He begged his gods vaguely, trying to call the name of the "unique red moon".

Benjamin pushed up the lenses of his glasses, and the man's breathing function stopped for an instant.

His eyes widened and a "ho ho" sound came from his throat. The man curled up and scratched his throat and chest unconsciously, trying to restore the organs he had forgotten how to operate.

The moment he died, he turned over vigorously, like a fish turning white on the water, looking up.

The entangled forces consumed each other. In the end, the two crimson eyes were torn apart by the shadows. The shadows retreated like a tide and converged behind Esther's cloak again. The lingering horrible murmurs were completely disappeared, and the eyeballs on the sunflower disk Closed and closed, the color of the red cloak turns gray.

The crimson moonlight fell into the alley below again, and everything was quiet.

Esther stood at the edge of the roof. The "pale bone nails" had been put away. There were still large shadows and crimson in front of her eyes. Her body swayed slightly for a moment, and then Esther fell forward.

Benjamin walked forward quickly subconsciously, spreading his arms into the air - and then Esther landed lightly on the ground next to him, staring at him with a puzzled face.

She was awake, but her face was pale, which was not obvious in the night.

"Um...thank you?" Esther couldn't hold it back, and the corners of her mouth gradually turned up.

"You don't look in good condition." Benjamin lowered his hands and whispered.

Esther nodded slightly. She looked over Benjamin's shoulder and looked at the man who had stopped moving on the ground: "He seems..."

But before she finished speaking, she noticed a little red under Benjamin's nose, and the blood was still flowing slowly: "Are you injured!?"

Benjamin smiled, pinched his nose, and shook his head: "Not bad."

This is of course false, and showing weakness is also a part of deception. After all, when Esther used that red cloak, all that escaped were the murmurs of the true Creator. It would be really suspicious if he was not affected at all.

Esther took out a handkerchief from her satchel and handed it to Benjamin: "Although the blood stain can be stolen, it's better to block it a little now."

Benjamin took the handkerchief silently, without saying anything, without thanking him or asking about the cloak. He was as quiet as a different person.

Esther untied the red cloak and covered it on the dead man. The eerie sucking and gnawing sounds continued to sound, and the red cloak kept squirming, absorbing the flesh and blood that could restore itself.

Benjamin walked to Esther, frowning and staring at the ground: "I'm a little confused, why do you bring such a thing?"

“Make the best use of everything.”

"I'm not referring to your actions of cleaning up the scene with your cloak," Benjamin adjusted his glasses gloomily, "Looking at the attitude of those people, I thought you had something to do with the Church of the Night, but..."

He didn't say the rest, but Esther knew what he wanted to ask.

This kind of item with a strange aura, even if it is not fully activated, is a sealed item that must be strictly controlled when placed in the church.

In order to prevent widespread harm, normally the church would not allow anyone to walk around with it, not to mention that it was obviously an item originating from an evil god. Such a magical item with clear direction can easily attract the attention of the source of power, and it can easily become contaminated if carried for a long time.

Benjamin stuffed his nostrils with a handkerchief, so he spoke with a nasal voice: "You didn't deceive them and lied to them about who you are, right? Did they really believe it?"

Esther didn't know how to explain it for a while. Benjamin's words were not wrong. Esther also used her identity as the favored one of the goddess of the night to appease Tingen's old colleagues and let them rest assured to leave this matter to her. .

Benjamin looked at Esther quietly for a while, and saw that she was just frowning in thought. Benjamin pinched his nose hard, took out the bloody handkerchief, stole the blood stains on it, and folded the handkerchief and stuffed it. Into his pocket.

Benjamin pinched the bridge of his nose twice more: "The influence of the babble was too great. I couldn't steal the memory from that believer. I'm sorry."

Esther leaned over and picked up the cloak that had restored her calm: "I have to take his bones back... Ah, it's not your fault. I underestimated the impact of this cloak. It's me who should be sorry."

Benjamin lowered his head and saw Esther showing an apologetic smile after she lowered her guard.

He was a little curious. If at this moment, she knew that she was also one of the Amons, would she still treat each other so openly without any grudges?

The chapter name is also wrong...it's Chapter 185