Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Amon was sitting in mid-air - in terms of posture alone, he really just crossed his legs, as if he were sitting on an invisible air chair, and even leaned back slightly, as if there really was a backrest there.

After all, He was still just floating in the air, even holding a notebook half the size of a palm in his hand, flipping through it casually. Amon browsed through the one-sided path information recorded on it, including some meaningless graffiti. Even the empty parts at the back, he carefully used "decryption" to investigate. It was not until he finished turning every page that he discovered this It's really just an ordinary notebook.

Did Zoya really hide some secret information, or did He think about the current Zoya so much that he really had to write down these trivial things? Is there something wrong with his memory because of his extraordinary characteristics?

Amon threw the notebook up at will, and it disappeared the moment before falling. The indifferent gaze under the pointed hat turned to the ground again.

Ever since Esther stepped onto the top of the spire, the darkness around the remains of the demon wolf has become even thicker, but Amon is not too worried. Anyway, his exploration of his father's sanctuary has come to a dead end.

There are too many risks in contacting the power of the source of matter head-on. It is unnecessary for him. He will bring Zoya to contact Fregra's body. Amon originally wanted to delay Zoya here - what's more, give him A chance for Him to escape.

Of course Amon knew that this demon wolf corpse was closely related to the goddess of the night.

Many birds and beasts have the characteristic of living in groups. If the prey that is still capable of movement is released and waits for it to return to its nest and find its own home, a hunter who is good at tracking traces will not refuse a good harvest and will enjoy it as much as possible. Enjoy your time harvesting your prey.

If Zoya didn't run away, then Amon wouldn't mind giving him a little more trust and telling him that he was watching three dazed Beyonders drifting on the vast sea.

The darkness around the demon wolf suddenly began to surge, setting off higher and higher waves. The creatures attracted by the music had long since disappeared, otherwise they would have disappeared among the fluctuating power, and were attracted by the hidden power. Erased from reality.

At the moment when his spiritual intuition was touched, Amon pushed up his lenses in surprise.

He retracted his leisurely raised right leg and pushed his knee up casually, just in time to support the body falling softly from above. The person whose abdomen was hit by the knee instinctively let out a retching sound.

Blood soaked the hem of Amon's black robe. He reluctantly held the man's shoulders and pulled him away from him: "Now it seems that you need to make a few more psychological appointments with my paranoid brother." Treatment, after all, you don’t look very sober.”

After being lifted up by Amon's left shoulder, and then deliberately shaken twice, Esther's groggy eyes broke away from her sleep, and finally gradually focused on reality, seeing the monocle that always troubled her. .

The light spots quickly rose from Esther's hair and gathered on her chest, while her right hand was still pressing on it - the dagger was really inserted into Esther's heart and was still seeping out. Blood.

Because dreams and reality overlap, everything Esther does to escape from the dream is truly reflected on her body in reality, although this is within her expectations...

But it still hurts.

Esther felt that she should just slap herself in the dream. If it wasn't to ensure that the ancient sword would be effective, she wouldn't have used such extreme measures.

It's not like the pain is so bad that her hands are shaking and it's difficult to exert force. This is not just because of the bleeding, but more because this broken sword is taking the opportunity to absorb her spirituality!

"you……"

"Leave here immediately."

Before Amon could ask, Esther said this.

She pulled out her right hand suddenly, and a stream of blood flowed out from it. It instantly gathered into a staggered ring, immediately resetting her wound to the state before being punctured, including the damaged clothes.

Amon glanced at the giant wolf below who suddenly raised his head and lowered his body, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The thick black mist floated violently on the wolf, slipping from the corners of its mouth like the saliva of a thirsty prey. The giant wolf stomped heavily on the ground, its bent and lowered limbs suddenly straightened, and its huge body actually jumped into the air. started, showing extremely fast speed.

The upper and lower jaws covered with fangs closed viciously outside the figure floating in the sky, and of course, nothing was bitten.

The giant wolf's body fell heavily back to the ground, and among the floating smoke and dust, the quiet song came out from the tower again:

"Night or day, fantasy or nothingness,

Can what was lost be made up for?

What we see here is just a dream within a dream..."*

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"That's not a town, that's a bait! It's so ridiculous, that woman actually betrayed her trust, how could she, he, treat me like this! No, no, why on earth, when did he have this idea... Could it be? Being deceived? Misled? Impossible. With His authority, how could he be easily influenced by other gods, even if..."

Amon just sat in the air with a smile, watching Esther talking to herself irritably on the spot. This scene made him quite happy, because Esther's words obviously revealed a lot worth decrypting. Message, He even wished Esther would be a little angrier.

Esther suddenly turned her head and stared at Amon closely. The smile on Amon's face deepened: "What?"

"Do you know what's really going on in that town?"

"Of course I don't know, and I don't dare to get close there. Even if the clone gets close, it will just fall asleep, and then it will be hidden and cannot even be taken back." Amon clicked on his monocle, "I thought it was some kind of The elementium controlled Fregra's body, and now it seems that the situation is far more complicated than that."

Esther rubbed her head vigorously. She didn't even understand where her irritable mood came from: "How could He know that I would come back to this continent? But this can't be a short-term plan, and His' The backup plan said it himself, it was to take over someone else's task - no, He even sent out a little bit of 'medium light'. This was indeed a trap planned for me, from the beginning! Through me and The resonance between the 'medium light', I was really dragged into the dream..."

Amon half-squinted his eyes, his face full of curiosity: "What on earth did you say? You feel like you have been thrown into a powder keg now, and I am starting to worry about you."

After hearing the last mocking lie, Esther took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Only then did she find the root cause of the negative factors in her endless tumbling emotions.

That's fear.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that He said something that made me feel ridiculous."

"share?"

"...He said I don't belong here."

Amon raised an index finger and tapped his forehead: "You don't belong here originally. I would like to remind you that your extraordinary characteristics are still mine."

Esther lowered her head and looked at the dagger in her hand: "According to Him, I might... come from the starry sky?"

Amon looked at Esther quietly for a few seconds and then said, "What then?"

"I don't know either, I think He is just -"

Are you lying?

But Esther knew very well in her heart that not a single word of that lady was deceiving her. What the other party said was true, at least what the other party believed to be "absolutely true."

"So, you may be from..." Amon pointed at the tops of the two people's heads, his smile unchanged, "So what?"

When Esther heard His words, she didn't know how to reply.

*"A Dream Within a Dream" by Edgar Allan Poe