Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

The light cone condensed in Esther's hand, as she moved her fingers to complete the symbol, the light on her fingertips began to change in brightness.

The outer periphery of the symbol is generally square, while the inner overlapping and outlined boxes are filled with messy lines and intertwined spiral patterns, as if a door is completely open, revealing the strange object hidden behind it.

Under the cone of light where the symbol was carved, bright red blood continued to seep out from under the wound, but soon, what replaced them turned into another kind of gray mist. However, the mist condensed like a liquid and only lingered in the wound on Esther's forehead, gradually filling up the symbols she had carved.

Esther's lips moved slightly, and several strange tones came out of her mouth. This was not a language she knew, or existed in the world, or was used by others. It was just something purely rooted in ancient instincts.

A whisper from the source.

Esther didn't lie this time. She wasn't trying to deal with the Amon clone before. If the crow still stayed here, the moment it heard this sound, it would definitely lose its life and directly become a parasite of time. separated from the organism.

An ordinary clone without any characteristics would naturally not be able to face such a voice.

The gray mist floating out of the body flowed on the symbol on Esther's forehead, until the moment the drawing was completed, Esther made that weird sound, which instantly solidified the mist that was originally wandering around and wanted to escape.

Her fingers suddenly stopped, and the light cone suddenly shattered and turned into buzzing light spots. They flew and circled in a panic, trying their best to avoid the symbol that began to emit spirituality.

Something was torn deep in her mind, opening a hole. Esther gradually bent down, and the wooden box was knocked over and fell from her knees to the ground. However, the knocking sound it made seemed to come from very far away. came from somewhere.

A thin bulge bulged from between Esther's right eyebrow, and the silver-white flesh buds kept twisting and growing, trying to cover her right eye.

In Esther's eyes, which were filled with pain, circular stars appeared again and began to flicker. She could feel that her body was becoming cold, and all her perceptions were becoming weak, leaving only the pain that was condensing.

Only the extraordinary characteristics tightly held in the left hand are emitting a little heat, drawing strong desire.

A buzzing sound came from the rotating light spots above Esther's head, and at the same time, there was the clear sound of water in her ears. The long silver river floating outside reality turned into a trickle that escaped from the gate. It surged up quickly and approached Esther's feet.

No, it’s not time to return to destiny yet…

In Esther's dazed consciousness, there was only this one thought that kept repeating. Fortunately, the aggregation instinct of extraordinary characteristics was still affecting her body, which was becoming increasingly difficult to control.

When she lifted up the piece of extraordinary properties, her left hand was shaking, as stiff as a rusty machine.

Esther put the extraordinary property of "Deception Tutor" close to her forehead, pointed one end at the gray symbol, and then slowly pushed it inwards.

A soft vortex spun around the symbol, and the front end of the crystal gradually softened, quickly turning into a virtual shadow hugged by a swarm of insects, blending into it.

A strange noise sounded in the depths of her consciousness. The silver river beneath her feet became more and more turbulent, and her body seemed to be sinking.

Until the entire crystal was swallowed, the strange symbol seemed to have obtained what it was looking for, gradually losing its substance and turning into gray mist again.

Esther's hands were pressed tightly against her face. This action did not relieve her pain. Her right hand was tightly digging into her brow bone, and the tumbling flesh buds like insects began to subside and shrank under her skin.

On her cut forehead, silver spread, and the skin that reclosed covered the bloody mouth, until Esther opened her eyes again, exhaled weakly, and pulled herself out of the sinking feeling.

The silver-white river at my feet had receded at some point, and even the shadows had disappeared. The light spots wandered around the church in disorder, chasing each other's traces. As Esther sighed, they reunited. , meekly retracting the ends of her hair.

Esther leaned tiredly on the back of the bench. She raised her head and subconsciously looked at the cross at the front.

However, it took her too long. The last bit of sunlight faded, and the shadows of the night blurred the horizontal and vertical outlines, leaving only Esther's heavy back.

Suddenly, a spiritual instinct of vigilance emerged. Esther suddenly turned over from the bench. The moment she turned around, she grabbed her left hand and immediately moved away. Her person was already hiding behind the cross. rear.

She held her breath, but neither her sight nor her perception of the environment was very quiet - nothing happened.

Amon's clone did not come in, and the church door was still closed. It wasn't that Adam's clone came out from some corner and released his psychological invisibility. More importantly, he didn't have such a habit of playing pranks.

What Esther felt was an uneasiness that made her even more chilled. But this church was also Adam's imaginary "safe house". How could it hide such a strong danger?

She didn't think it was a targeted malice, it should just be a more pure "gaze" without any emotion, but seemed muddled.

Like a sleepwalker who heard a voice shouting, he subconsciously turned around and took a look.

Esther was still hiding behind the cross, and she shrank for a moment to confirm that there was really nothing nearby. Then she stepped out of the shadows again, stepped on the marble floor illuminated by the red moonlight, and walked towards the door.

So what exactly is that?

When Esther was still three meters away from the door, the thrilling feeling that made her whole body shiver emerged from her spiritual intuition again.

Esther quickly backed away from the church door, but the feeling of fear that filled her did not weaken. Instead, it became clearer and clearer, and the strong fear oppressed her reason.

As a vague murmur came from the depths of her mind, Esther suddenly understood that this feeling of fear was not so unfamiliar to her.

The hazy consciousness just made a little sound, which was the same whisper as when Esther activated the symbol before.

Esther could understand what he was saying. It was just an unconscious call. Long before the name "Zoya" appeared, in the even longer history, the memory was blurred. Only the fear of those in high positions became eternal. .

"destiny……"

The Lord of the Spirit World, who was still waiting for resurrection, was awakened by the language she used, and was calling his attendants who stayed in Sefirah Castle to take care of him.

Esther leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground. She held her dizzy head in pain and let out a sharp sneer.

She quickly figured out the source of all this - all the hidden souls on Source Castle were the back-up for the resurrection of the Lord of the Spirit World. "Zhou Mingrui" was the one, "Li Xing" was the one, could it be that "Zhuo Ya" isn't it?

No one has ever escaped the shackles of fate.

Because of the spiritual warning, she subconsciously wanted to avoid such danger. However, this danger came from herself, so what could she do?

She knew that that person was not really awake, but Amon deliberately added some "seasoning" to his extraordinary characteristics. The original intention of this prank may be to observe her out-of-control changes, but in the end, there was an unexpected deviation.

Esther closed her eyes and waited calmly for the fear to subside.

She didn't panic because it was a good thing for her to learn about this earlier.

Now, she had to think of other ways. She could not continue to seek stable promotion on the three separate paths of "Origin Castle", otherwise she would be closer to that person's consciousness.

In terms of being annoying, they are quite similar...

The church door a few steps away quietly opened a gap, and a young man in a black classical robe strolled in.

The young man had a friendly smile on his face. After looking around the church, he didn't see any obvious signs of physical damage. The clone pushed up the monocle on his right eye, not hiding the regret in his eyes.

When Esther raised her head and met Amon's interested gaze, she shuddered subconsciously.

"Huh?" Her abnormal reaction further aroused Amon's curiosity, "You don't look very good. It is indeed very dangerous to be promoted without going through the ceremony. I told you -"

Esther directly interrupted Amon's rambling words. Looking at his leisurely steps, she couldn't help but have the idea of ​​taking action: "Wait, don't come over yet."

"Oh, I don't plan to do anything. I can't let you continue to sit on the ground, right?" The man wearing a pointed wizard hat ignored that sentence. He stopped after approaching and cast a shadow on Esther. A shadow observed Esther's condition with a smile.

Although what he expected happened, Esther's reaction was a bit strange, and there was no sign of madness. She just seemed to have an inexplicable sense of fear...

But Amon didn't do anything else. He just spread his hands in a very gentlemanly manner, indicating that Esther could support her when she stood up.

Esther stared silently at the hand He handed over. In the end, she did not take it. Instead, she took a deep breath, climbed up from the ground neatly, and walked towards the church door without looking back.

"Okay, you're angry?"

Amon followed Esther, not expecting any response from Esther, but when she reached the door, she suddenly stopped.

"Yes, I'm angry, but it's not because of what you did to that extraordinary characteristic." Esther paused, then looked back at the smiling face, "but because of Benjamin Jacob's lies. "

The smile on the Amon clone's face deepened: "It's really strange."

"Oh, actually it has nothing to do with you. I'm just feeling sorry for a friend."

Amon spread his hands towards Esther, the false helplessness on his face was in direct proportion to his indifferent eyes: "But your friend is also me, can it be someone else?"

"Who knows."

Esther replied calmly, and then walked out of the church door firmly.

The red moon hung high outside the door, the night was quiet, and the clones that had gathered were gone. (End of chapter)