Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Until Esther got closer and closer, the man sitting on the low stone pillar still didn't react at all. If it weren't for his shoulders still rising and falling slightly with his breathing, he would have looked like he had been dead for many years, leaving behind It's just a corpse that hasn't completely decayed.

Esther stopped in front of him. Just when she was not sure how to speak, the man's neck slowly tilted back. It seemed that he had spent a lot of effort to change his movements that had been rigid for several years.

He didn't say anything. His pair of gray-green eyes, which had no fluctuation at all, looked back at Esther's sad eyes. It seemed that he was not looking at anything at all. He was still immersed in the phantom that could not be ended, and he was not aware of everything that happened in the outside world. Only numbness remains.

When the man opened his jaw, a very clear cracking sound was made. He half-opened his mouth and looked like he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Esther just frowned: "Are you their king?"

A bone in the man's face once again made a cracking sound, and a little groan came out vaguely from the base of his tongue, but it was not organized into any sentences. He seemed to be gradually adapting to his body, and closed his mouth again, in an extremely slow manner. nodded.

He actually still retains his self-awareness?

Combining what had happened before, Esther had further guesses as to why the man didn't speak - every word of Ancient Fusac he spoke would naturally become a new "law" here.

Although the man looked very weak, he still remembered this matter and showed a considerable degree of self-discipline, even suppressing the hostility of this space towards me... His thinking was still very clear, which is quite rare. .

But in this state, can he be trusted?

Esther knew very well that the sealed "spirits" she had seen before were far from having such complete and clear thinking abilities.

The pair of glass balls that were closer to the dusty glass had a stiff and lifeless rigidity, but after the man turned his face sideways, his eyes were fixed on the direction of Esther's right hand, watching her tighten her grip. claw knife.

There was something rare in this "King's" eyes, it was a clear desire.

Esther raised the "Logan's Claw", although she didn't like the foreseeable development.

The "King's" eyelids twitched, and a vague whisper came from the gap in his cheek:

"Bringing...death?"

A burst of black air rolled up from the side of the "King", but because it lost the "command" to support further actions, it fell lightly and dissipated.

The moment he made the sound, Esther's left hand had been closed, but no blood oozed from the cut palm. Only a faint light sand flowed out from between the fingers.

After the wound healed on its own, this space tried to plunder the special connection of Esther's blood before it was re-divided by her.

After thinking about it several times, Esther quickly made up her mind to launch "stealing" at the moment when the other party spoke. Her actions were also tricky. Esther stole the words of the "king" and the "law" of this place. "Dharma" connection, but this connection will fall on herself.

Although there was no way to assimilate Esther, the power of limiting the "king" still caused harm to Esther.

But just as Esther expected, it, or it, did not have complete self-awareness. Otherwise, what she had to deal with before would have included another will that wanted to erode her, rather than a simple instinct of desire to gather. .

The "King" seemed to have noticed something. His originally gloomy eyes became a little brighter, and he moved his jaw again. After being unable to speak for a long time, he tried so hard to make a sound for the first time, trying hard to spit out more fragmented words:

"I can't leave, here... must stay..."

Esther took a deep breath: "If you need it, I can help you solve this trouble... I can help you get rid of it."

When she said the last word, she subconsciously lowered her voice.

The "King's" chest was beating violently, and he laughed like a cough. The gray deathly silence in his eyes became heavier and heavier, gradually turning into darkness: "Relief?"

Esther's expression became even more indifferent. Just as she expected, the will of the "King" reached a stalemate under the influence of the two parties.

She responded calmly: "Well, death."

The "King's" cheeks were pulled up to both sides, as if someone had pulled the corners of his mouth, exposing his pale gums. More and more black shadows covered his gray-green eyes and crawled towards his cheeks. Go, strange black patterns gradually spread.

There was more pain in his breathing, but his tone was very calm: "No one can escape... you are the same."

The indifference on Esther's face froze for a moment, and then she also laughed: "Unfortunately, I am more familiar with 'accidents'."

Then, a gleam of light rose in her eyes: "Aren't you always protecting your 'people'? Are you just giving up like this?"

The "King's" eyes suddenly became intense, and the darkness faded away. The rotten scar on his cheek was torn apart again by opening his mouth, and he roared with an even hoarse voice:

"Leave, leave quickly!"

After shouting out the warning words suddenly, the "King" suddenly let out an uncontrollable howl of pain.

But even though his body was trembling and the traces of rot on his exposed cheeks became deeper, as if they were further corroded by invisible forces, the man's hands pressed tightly on the top of the ancient stone dagger without moving at all.

He has been using all his strength to maintain this action. How long has he persisted?

Esther took another step towards the man, and at the moment when her spiritual intuition gave a warning, she raised her right hand casually.

"clang--"

"Logan's Claw" collided with a shadow in the air, sending out a burst of golden ripples.

Esther's indifferent gaze turned and fell on the attacker. She frowned slightly, but there was a condescending compassion in her pale eyes - perhaps Esther herself would not be aware of her attitude at this moment. , there is some similarity with "Adam".

The attacker was not a third person, but a figure made of pure darkness. It looked like it had just been copied from the "King". Whether it was the appearance of the damaged armor or the height of the man's body, they were exactly the same.

Including the dagger in the man's hand, it would be better to say that such a golden blade seemed to attract more attention.

The claw knife in Esther's hand turned in a circle, but her figure appeared a few meters away. At the same time, she was far away from the position of the "King" and the shadow, facing each other from a distance.

There were not many places for her to dodge, and frontal combat was not the "Stealer's" strong point. Esther thought about further countermeasures.