Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

This time, Esther did not dodge.

When her spiritual intuition was touched, Esther's figure still stopped in place. The shadow of the giant sword in the golden mist instantly took shape and struck directly in front of her.

But the next moment, Esther's position had changed again, avoiding the mist that re-expanded and dissipated.

Esther felt a pain on the back of her head, as if someone had pulled her hair impatiently as a warning to her not to act recklessly.

She could almost imagine the indifferent look of disgust in his dark eyes.

Although the crow did not appear, Esther knew clearly that it was him who did it, whether it was for self-protection or something else. In this situation where she was unable to communicate, Esther could not even explain her intentions.

But there is no tacit understanding at this time!

Esther had many thoughts in her mind, but she couldn't express any of them. When her spirituality reacted again, this time she took the initiative to change her direction and continued to pay close attention to the changes in the shadow.

As if she finally didn't want to read any more, a voice in her mind rang out, amusingly breaking the situation that made Esther hesitate: "Are you still a 'parasite'? You want to go head-to-head with the other party, It’s better to consider a more prudent approach.”

If given a choice, do you think I want to be a "thief"?

Esther complained silently in her heart, but her actions were not slow at all. Her figure quickly twisted and blended, converging into a half-solid, half-illusory light group.

The existence in the golden mist was still mechanically repeating its previous actions, without realizing anything was abnormal. An invisible sense of oppression once again enveloped the position of the light group. However, before the giant sword took shape, the light group rushed forward more quickly, and then disintegrated into star-like light spots.

A skylark composed purely of light jumped out from the light group. If you look carefully, you can see a small shadow-like insect in the skylark's feather cluster, and there is a muddy black shadow in its claws.

Among the staggered trajectories of the stars, the skylark blended into the invisible golden mist, like a grain of salt falling into the water.

The giant sword still followed the previous rules, trying to condense out of the golden mist. However, this process was much slower than before. After this moment of silence, the originally blurry giant sword suddenly absorbed the surrounding golden mist crazily. .

Its image gradually turned into reality. A black shadow was wrapped around the golden hilt. As the black shadow continued to circle, it left rough black patterns with grooves on the sword body. This giant sword finally got rid of it. Translucent texture.

This process was not peaceful either - this huge sword with dazzling golden light was like a hand that was tightened by a clockwork. It began to spin wildly in place aimlessly, constantly stirring up this misty golden mist, and absorbing a large amount of it. Holding them, causing them to slowly spin in circles, they were forced to gather in the whirlpool.

Such changes quickly spread to every part of this space, bringing about the changes Esther expected.

The previous voice announcing "quiet" sounded again, but this time, only a dull, painful howl came from the source of the sound, which fell silent again after just a few seconds.

Although it was short-lived, the sound did point to a goal. In the endless fog, it was the only one that was clear.

The giant sword suddenly stopped its dizzying circular motion, and then pointed directly in the direction from which the painful cry came.

Accompanied by a soft but firm voice, a new "law" was drawn from the front of the giant sword. At the same time as Esther's voice sounded, a golden stream of light sprayed out from the tip of the sword, and a complete outline was drawn in the blink of an eye. The ancient Fussac word overlaps with Esther's renewed sound:

"Pass!"

Since the host does not welcome guests, of course the guests have to find their own way in - this is something that is very consistent with the "stealer" style.

So can this giant sword be driven out of here? I really want to keep it, Esther thought in her heart.

Through "parasitism", she actually controlled the spirit body of the giant sword. She herself felt incredible about this, but the pain of the blunt knife was also stimulating Esther's spirit body. Although it did not It hadn't reached her unbearable threshold, but Esther knew it was best not to continue this state forever.

The crow's hoarse voice sounded again: "I'm just saying, but you think more than I thought..."

Between "stupid" and "paranoid", it finally chose a low laugh, which made Esther even more uncomfortable. However, after dealing with them several times, she had long been accustomed to ignoring the implicit derogatory attitudes of Amon.

No matter the direction, at least the invisible barriers here have disappeared under the "law". The giant sword suddenly sprang out and pierced the golden cloud above.

A large vortex of golden clouds rolled up behind the hilt of the sword. They turned into a wave that divided and spread outwards, and then submerged the circle of tiny light spots left by the giant sword.

This time, the momentum of the giant sword was no longer hindered by any changes - it pierced through the fog, pierced through several meters of black solid soil, and finally broke through a golden rock formation and reached another narrow square space.

The phantom of Skylark broke free from the sword. Amidst the buzzing sound, the giant sword completely disintegrated and turned into a large expanse of golden mist, which merged into the ground here. A black spear that was broken into several pieces fell from it and also turned into pieces. It was like a splash of black dots on the ground, and was quickly absorbed.

The skylark stretched out again, and Esther exhaled a heavy breath. All the "laws" that existed on the upper level no longer existed here, so she also regained the freedom to speak.

The space here is narrower than the previous floors. Above it is a black and matte spire, and the golden ground is smooth and flat without any unevenness or flaw - except for the hole just cut by the giant sword.

It was empty, except for a man who was as stiff as a stone statue sitting in the middle. He seemed to be frozen in a more distant time, and even if someone broke in, he did not raise his head.

According to all the clues, Esther knew that the man in front of her should be a "king", but he did not fit Esther's impression of this word at all:

The man's clothes were ragged, and his ragged beard covered half of his cheek. The other half was a hideous red scar, revealing a row of festering gums.

The black armor attached to the man's body looked like it had been soaked in mud for countless years. It was full of cracks scratched by sharp blades. The flesh and blood underneath was incomplete, and the white bones exposed directly could be seen through the gaps.

He did not have a throne, but squatted on a stone pier that had been chopped off in half, with his hands resting on the end of a short sword, supporting himself on the ground.

The stone dagger that looked very ancient had no blades on both sides. There was a black line painted on the left side and a gold line painted on the right side. It was connected from the ground to the hilt, and was covered by the man's palm underneath.

Is this their "king"?

Esther stood quietly for a moment before taking a step towards this person. (End of chapter)