Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

For some people, accidents are the best remedy for a boring life.

For individuals who like to maintain the status quo, accidents represent departures from the norm and are often inseparable from chaos.

Esther didn't hate accidents, but she hated trouble, such as the current situation.

Blood as crimson as the full moon tonight was spreading on the ground, staining the soles of Esther's shoes. The victim was a young girl. Her thin limbs were twisted outwards in a weird way. There was a hole in her chest and abdomen exposed to the air, and the organs inside were being torn apart by the monster.

The monster was still laughing. Its body was covered with cracks, like a ceramic puppet that had been smashed and then stuck together. From the cracks, you could even see the pulsating muscle fibers underneath.

However, Esther relied on her intuition to recognize that it was the leader of the famous pickpocket gang in Iron Cross Street, a middle-aged man named Brick. He killed a group of orphans, taught these young and helpless children to steal, and then threatened them with fists and bread to hand over the proceeds to satisfy his daily expenses, alcohol addiction, and lust.

There were a few children huddled together in the corner. They were shivering and didn't even dare to cry. Their eyes were filled with despair. Although Brick usually punches and kicks these children, he never actually kills them. After all, you can't make money from dead people. The situation was different today, he seemed to have completely lost his mind.

How did Brick become a monster? Esther didn't know it, but she knew she had been discovered.

The monster looked back at her, his eyes were scarlet, glowing coldly under the crimson moonlight. There were very few "human" features on his face. His lips and nose were swollen, as if they might burst at any time, leaving behind A hole dripping with blood.

Esther wanted to just run away. It was none of her business how many people died anyway, but the eyes of those children longing for redemption made it impossible for her to leave the scene just like that at the urging of the little bug.

They would all die, but at least he still had some agility and nimble fingers, so he could fight for a while.

In the final analysis, she just heard screams near the back door of the bakery in the middle of the night, and for fear of affecting Wendy, she put on her coat and came out to take a look - it was better not to watch and leave the murder to the police in the next morning to worry about. People who live in this area know the principle of survival by minding their own business, and Esther certainly knows it too, but the scream makes her heart palpitate so much that she can't ignore it.

So she got into trouble.

Esther dug out the razor blade that she had found in her purse. She had been carrying it with her since she met the gangster. In order to detect the screams here, she even had a kitchen knife on her lower waist.

It's over. If you can still survive, this broken kitchen knife will definitely be useless after cutting the monster, and next week's salary will also be gone.

Esther's face instantly darkened. She originally wanted to use the salary to order newspapers and try a delicious little restaurant near the Night Church.

All wasted!

The monster Brick turned into seemed to be wary of something, and it delayed charging towards Esther, but the children behind him were blocked in the alley, unable to escape at all.

Esther decided that she would break the deadlock and create opportunities for several children to escape first.

The cold blades flew through the air. With just the right control of her wrists and fingers, Esther successfully ejected the two blades and stabbed them into the monster's face. The accuracy was better than she expected.

The monster roared after taking pain, raised its legs and rushed towards Esther. Esther led him out of the alley, ran to the street, and shouted to the dumbfounded children behind: "Run!" !Run far away! Grab your friends! Hurry!"

After she confirmed that the monster had identified her, she ran another ten meters away. The main street was empty late at night. The crowded shops during the day had been put away, and there were only countless crates or wooden racks piled on the street. On both sides, there are old houses with no movement and dark windows.

After the monster decided to run towards Esther on all fours, the distance between the two quickly closed. Following her instinctive warning, Esther suddenly turned around and ran in the opposite direction. She quickly pulled out the kitchen knife, and the not-so-sharp blade struck the monster's Heavenly Spirit Cap hard, as if it had hit a hard piece of metal. On bricks.

This time Esther's hand was off. She could feel her limbs trembling slightly due to the surge of adrenaline. The kitchen knife failed to cut into the monster's eyes, but only cut into a piece of its skull, and then got stuck in its skull. .

Tough luck! Tough luck! What a bad luck!

Esther's heart was filled with all sorts of curse words in Rune and Chinese and English, but she didn't dare to stop her movements at all. She stepped away quickly, leaving the kitchen knife that couldn't be drawn on the monster's head. Taking advantage of the moment when the monster was dizzy and mad with severe pain, he once again opened the distance between him and it.

The children supported each other, and their little figures kept running, rushing to the other end of the street.

That's good, at least nothing will happen to them.

Esther kept picking up things along the street, bricks, gravel, half a board, a dead fish that was starting to rot, anything that could be used to throw, she did not let go, leading the monster in her direction, not letting go It noticed the children who were running away.

Her plan could not be said to be very successful, because the monster seemed to have a grudge against her, howling crazily in severe pain, staring straight at Esther, and charging in her direction.

Esther turned around and ran away, her legs alternating wildly as she landed on the ground. If she had been able to run like this during the physical test in her previous life, she might have taken the physical education test long ago.

The desire to survive can indeed make people burst out with energy far beyond ordinary.

Esther didn't know how long the monster with its half-headed head could survive, but after so much time, someone should have rushed to the scene to help. Her special intuition told her this, and what she had to do was delay until someone who could help her arrived.

She didn't dare to use that special power. If she failed to deal with the monster, she would be the weak one who would die. It's not the most desperate moment yet, Esther thinks she can still hold on.

When the monster's claws grabbed Esther's calf, she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Just as Esther kicked the monster on the head and raised her hand, a chanting sound that seemed extremely strange at the time sounded. The low-pitched male voice was quite magnetic, and he read a poem that made Esther feel subtly familiar. :

"Ah, the threat of fear, the crimson hope!

At least one thing is true: this life flies by.

One thing is true, the rest is a lie,

After the flower blooms once, it will die..."

There was a trance in the monster's eyes, and the voice echoed in the deserted streets, ethereally surrounding the two people, like a lullaby caressing a baby's eyelids. There seemed to be something floating in the wind, like a ball of black and knotted thin threads, and landed on the top of the monster's head. It stopped in place blankly and closed its eyes in response to the chanting.

Esther felt sleepy physically, but there seemed to be a tight string in her brain that kept her completely unaffected. She kicked her twice viciously, pulled her legs out from the monster's claws, quickly got up and ran to the base of the wall ten meters away, watching this scene in amazement.

The little bug made no movement, gave no instructions, and restrained itself as if it did not exist.

Esther gasped for breath. After dozens of seconds passed when the monster didn't move, her feet gave way and she collapsed on the ground. She leaned against the wall and had no strength to get up anymore. She shed tears because of the joy of surviving the disaster. Full face.

Esther kept wiping the tears from her eyes, crying and laughing at the same time.

It's great that she survived. Nothing is more important than surviving in this messed up world.

There were footsteps coming around the corner, and someone reached out to Esther. She raised her head and saw Miss Daly's face showing tender pity under the red moonlight.

Esther finally couldn't hold it in anymore, she rushed up and hugged Miss Daly, crying loudly in her sad eyes.

"It's okay. You did a great job, Esther. No one was hurt and you're okay."

Behind Daly, two harsh gunshots were heard, and the monster's breathing sound completely disappeared.

Esther subconsciously turned her head to take a look, but Dai Li pressed her head down: "Shh, it's okay, just take a nap, okay? You can have a good rest."

"Miss Daly..."

Esther no longer resisted the strong sleepiness that just appeared. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly, letting her consciousness sink into darkness. Dai Li was relieved. She was worried that the ability to forcefully confront the captain would damage Esther's spirit. After all, Esther had been acting quite ordinary.

If you are a person with extraordinary abilities, you will not be willing to work aimlessly in that small bakery, and you will definitely pursue the pursuit of promotion. After communicating with the staff at the Night Church, Daley learned about Esther's situation from Pastor Langsa and Lost, and knew that this smart girl went to church to study seriously every week. Since Esther can frequently come in and out of the church, the power of the goddess of the night's protection does not respond, and the nighthawks who occasionally pass by do not notice anything unusual about her, it means that Esther is basically no threat.

Dai Li listened to the feedback from nearby spirits. She had just been promoted to a psychic last year and was still familiar with her current power. But it was precisely because of the spirit monitoring the movement that was left near the bakery that Daley was able to call Dunn immediately and arrive at the scene in time to save Esther.

A man wrapped in a long black windbreaker with black hair showing a high hairline walked over. His gray eyes kept scanning the scene and saw no traces left by others: "Daly, how is the girl you mentioned?" ?”

"She was asleep, and the child must have been frightened. The person on the ground seemed to be a prisoner?"

"Well, it should be less than Sequence Seven, otherwise I may not be able to control his loss of control."

Daly patted Esther's head gently: "I hope this incident will not leave a shadow on her..."

Dai Li's eyes were full of pain. She recalled her experience of joining the Nighthawks, saw Esther who was even younger than herself, and recalled Esther's collapsed look just sitting on the ground crying and laughing. Dai Li couldn't help feeling sad.

"Captain! Ms. Daly!"

The man called captain nodded: "Leonard, did you find anything over there?"

The green-eyed young man looked very unhappy. He covered his mouth and felt uncomfortable in his stomach: "There is a murder case. I may need Ms. Dai Li to have a psychic. A little girl was killed. The other children ran away. It should be because the out-of-control person was lured away, and you can see the messy footprints at the scene."

"What a sin..."