Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Esther gathered up Calvin's withered bones, wrapped them into a ball with the long windbreaker, tied the sleeves with a knot and tied it tightly.

Her palm pressed against the bulge in her satchel, and the monocle with the "parasite" ability was still inside.

Promotion as soon as possible is also an option, and it is worth taking the risk. Compared with herself who cannot change her appearance, the appearance of other people or animals is easier to hide.

Esther didn't wait for dawn, she carried the suitcase and the package containing the bones directly downstairs, threw the key to the front desk, and stole the other person's memory. She walked on the streets of this small town under the crimson moonlight.

It was past midnight, and only the drunken guys were still noisy in the bar. There was almost no one on the street. Esther quickly walked onto the mountain road outside the city, heading to a place where no one was around.

She doesn't need to enter that strange state of perception. She just emits a few light spots, and the objects in front of her sight are clear enough.

Esther carried the shovel that passed through the door of a house at the foot of the mountain. She used a few gold louis to make a circle on the ground, wondering if they would leave any stories like the "Shovel Fairy".

By then, maybe everyone will place a shovel in front of their home, hoping to exchange it for a handful of gold coins overnight.

After a few minutes, they walked far enough into the forest. Esther chose a relatively loose soil surface and softly hummed the tune of "Ode to Joy". Soon, she attracted many nocturnal bystanders.

Those alert and dazed animals stayed in the shadows between the trees. Esther smiled to herself, what a fairy tale princess style.

There is no one else here, so let them witness the funeral of the deceased.

There was not much warmth in her eyes, but she carefully selected the person she wanted to parasitize.

Scanning the surrounding creatures in the shadow of the trees, Esther dug her hole deeper while looking at the birds crouching in the grass.

Of course, Nightingale couldn't do it. The two owls' bodies and talons looked weak, and they didn't look like they could hold things firmly.

She still needs to continue to Tillis. If she abandons the way of traveling by steam train, flying is not bad, but correspondingly, she must abandon the heavier suitcase, leaving only the lighter satchel.

The shovel in Esther's hand turned up more soil. When the pit, which was more than one meter deep, was large enough, she threw the windbreaker wrapped in bones into it.

The dry skull rolled out, and the blond hair that was no longer shiny was still attached to the skull and did not fall off. It was just that the darkness of death swallowed up the brilliance of life.

Esther didn't show any emotion. She just nodded to the corpse and said in an indifferent tone:

"Sorry, may you sleep in peace."

The shovel scooped up the soil and covered the empty eye sockets of the skull, closing the deep shadow inside and quickly submerging the last traces of this man's survival.

After slapping the scattered soil on top of the mound firmly, Esther walked to the nearest tree trunk and carved the words "Grave of Calvin Lepres" on it.

She hesitated for a moment and did not leave any epitaph. In the end, the person she communicated with today was just Amon's clone from beginning to end. Esther didn't know what Galwin wanted to leave behind.

Thinking back on the people she had met or made enemies on Lily of the Valley Street, Esther only felt like a subtle bystander.

I don’t know if the sunflower is still there. Esther thought as she looked at the name engraved in Rune language.

She carried the dust-covered shovel, picked up her suitcase, and walked deeper into the forest.

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Esther finally found a quiet valley. She sat under a big tree with gnarled roots. Her suitcase had been buried in another place.

Originally she wanted to burn everything, but this was a mountainous forest and making a fire would be more troublesome, so she finally gave up the idea.

She tied the bag containing the gold coins and the satchel together with the shoulder straps. This was all the luggage she wanted to take away, but before that, there was the most important key link.

Esther reopened the box containing the monocle, and her fingertips rubbed the obsidian at the end of the thin chain, gradually calming down her unreasonable irritability.

She quickly entered a meditative state, sketching a gentle ball of light in her mind, and constantly letting it amplify and extend. Esther did not let go of her perception of the outside world, but watched the light in her mind from the bottom of her heart, constantly looking towards It repeats a question: "How to use these glasses?"

When she opened her eyes due to a severe headache, Esther had already heard the vague buzzing answer: "Put it on."

Esther frowned and tapped her forehead in an attempt to ease her headache.

She was careful about this issue, which meant that the methods of "using it to be parasitic" and "using it to be promoted" were the same, just wear these glasses.

Will there be any special reaction after that?

After the severe pain in her mind dissipated, Esther did not hesitate any longer and decisively took out the monocle from the box. She folded the temples behind her ears and slowly placed the lens for her right eye on the bridge of her nose. , fits your face.

A violent buzzing sound exploded from Esther's mind, which had just regained its composure. Her right eye alternated between light and dark, and the circle star-shaped symbol appeared again. The light and buzz spread from the inside out, penetrating her head and washing over her soul like a wave.

Esther's body was shaking uncontrollably, and she seemed to see many fragmented pictures:

Among the collapsed high-rise buildings, a young woman holding a blessing jade pendant stood expressionless in front of the window. Her facial features were the same as Esther's, with a stiff and numb expression. Until the ceiling fell and the floor cracked, she didn't respond and let gravity pull her down, her eyes empty and unfocused.

There were several light cocoons hanging in the gray mist, and it was vaguely visible that there were all kinds of people wrapped in them. A light ball kept flying around, and it melted into one of the young people who seemed to be sleeping, and then broke away and turned forward. A woman next to the young man.

Light, a holy light that is so dazzling that it almost burns the soul, and then there are dark, sticky shadows intertwined with flesh and blood. They are attached to the left and right ends of the huge cross, like a scale that measures the contrast between light and dark in the world. Childish songs praising the gods sounded around it, and a skylark with silver eyes and shimmering head feathers flapped its wings and flew leisurely past.

Then there was boundless darkness, lit only by moments of lightning tearing the sky, illuminating the wilderness below.

The short figure wearing a gray-white classical gown stepped on the ground. Gentle singing sounded around her all the time. The buzzing sound randomly exploded a silver star in the air every time she took a step, but Soon he was drowned in darkness again.

The sound waves vibrated the air and spread outward, and a large number of monsters with different shapes and deformities gathered around her, quietly following her, like a parade in a nightmare.

Esther struggled to identify this scene among the chaotic and intertwined memories. She was familiar with that voice, except for "Zoya".

The figure seems to have a definite direction to move forward. As long as she gets closer to this memory, Esther may be able to know where "Zoya" is going -

A black circular silhouette suddenly appeared in front of these chaotic memories, suddenly drawing all the colors into itself.

"Zoya."

Esther heard someone's smiling voice.

"..."

She did not respond, but tried her best to open her eyes and let her mind return to a more peaceful real world. The moment she was hit by severe pain in her mind, she regained consciousness from the chaotic state.

Esther gasped hard and found that she had curled up on the ground without knowing when, with a lot of dust on her body. It was obvious that she had rolled many times. Her throat was hoarse and dry, maybe it had happened because of pain. Shout.

She has no memory, her memory is still stuck in the scenes she has seen.

Why did I become like this when I was Li Xing? I seem to still remember that jade pendant, which was sold by a vendor I met in the park, saying it was a mascot that could pray to heaven... and then the world was destroyed?

She blinked, unable to completely digest those glimpsed "memories" for a while. Even with the ability of "Decryption Scholar", the emotional impact of those contents was too strong for Esther to completely calm down.

There was a quiet night above her head, and Esther didn't even know how much time had passed.

The silver hair in front of her eyes was stuck to her forehead with sweat. Esther lifted her bangs and raised her head. She saw those light spots floating above her. They hovered quietly in the air, which made Esther feel strangely "being stared at". Feelings, they are not malicious, they just follow the instinct of "spectating".

The monocle she had put on the bridge of her nose had been broken into several pieces, as if it had been crushed by an invisible stone. Esther reached out to touch the remaining frame, and only picked up a small fragment with her fingertips. It breaks in half with force.

The obsidian hanging from the end of the thin chain had disappeared.

Esther held on to the tree trunk and slowly climbed up from the ground, her limbs still trembling slightly. There were bruises and bruises on her elbows and calves. She didn't know where they were bruised. The leather gloves on her hands were torn for unknown reasons, leaving only a few pieces hanging between her fingers.

A slender white bone sword was lying on the ground not far away. There was a cold aura lingering on the sword. Not far away there was a silver half-face mask. For some reason, it was almost inserted into the tree, as if it was stuck. Violently thrown away.

Esther gently rubbed the sore parts of her body. It didn't take long for the bruises or scratches to completely return to normal, and there were no traces of injuries.

The light spots were slightly bright, and Esther used their illumination to examine them carefully, and couldn't help but frown.

This didn't seem to have anything to do with the promotion. She could feel that she had gained a new power, but this kind of rapid recovery did not seem to be within the capabilities of the "Stealer".

Esther tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth, her smile was a bit ugly.

Is it really because this body is approaching "Zoya"? Become more suitable for Him…

But now she is still Esther, she is alive, and she even has a new direction in seeking answers.

As for that darkness, as soon as Esther began to think about it, she immediately connected the features there with the description of the "sun" in the Tarot meeting.

"Zoya" once pursued, but what Amon deliberately concealed was in the place abandoned by the gods.