Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Esther also stood up, but this only made her height look even sadder in front of Swain. The former captain of the punisher from the navy, the shadow cast by him was much larger than Esther's.

Mr. Swain, Guang-Esther is not a bad person. Admissor added next to him, but his intercession made Swain even more suspicious of Esther.

Not a bad guy? Boy, let me tell you, all bad guys will tell you this! Swain shook his hard fist, and the muscles on his arms were tense and bulging, making him look stronger. He frowned and stared at Esther, but did not act rashly. After all, this was still an underground market, and doing anything at will would break his own rules.

Just as the atmosphere here was getting stiffer and stiffer, and Admissor was breaking out in a cold sweat with anxiety, another old voice sounded.

Esther, as expected you are with Admissor again. Huh? Why are you here, Swain?

Klein turned his head from behind Old Neil: Esther, I met Mr. Neil. Good evening, Mr. Swain.

Ah, Old Neil, you came just in time. Swain immediately gave up pursuing Admissor's changes because he had more important things to deal with, I need your help.

Old Neil's expression immediately became serious: What happened?

Swain lowered his voice: There is a member of the 'Punisher' team who has lost control nearby. We must deal with him before he causes harm to ordinary people!

Esther and Klein frowned at the same time and straightened their backs subconsciously. For Extraordinary people, out of control was the Sword of Damocles that was always hovering over their heads. Klein has no experience of facing an out-of-control person directly, and Esther will think of the crack-covered demon she once saw in an alley. That was the first time she came into contact with the real shadow behind the extraordinary power.

Where is the out-of-control person? What do we need to do?

Old Neil asked calmly and was willing to help without hesitation, which surprised Klein but not Esther. Old Neil is always a very reliable person at critical moments, otherwise he would not be a Sequence Nine Secret Peeper. After being a Nighthawk for so many years, he must have faced countless situations.

For the Nighthawks, the Punisher and the Machine Heart, who are guarding Tingen City on the same front, are companions who should help each other.

Swain only said one sentence: Be my assistant!

Old Neil and Klein followed him closely, and Esther also quickly caught up. She didn't forget to turn around and tell Admissor: Don't follow!

Swain glanced at Esther. He didn't say anything this time. Since he was someone Old Neil and the others knew, he was probably a new member of the Nighthawks. Old Neil was sensible and would not let irrelevant people get involved. Go to the official Beyonder event.

This is also out of natural trust in his comrades. Swain has known Old Neil for many years.

Several people followed Swain at a trot, and rushed out of the Dragon Bar amidst the subtle chatter of the tavern guests, leaving behind those who shouted for the cage competition, they ran across the road and entered the real dock. area.

Swain pointed at a river cargo ship docked not far away: On that ship, two punishers are still on it dealing with the out-of-control man, preventing him from entering the Tasok River. You help me influence and control him. He will leave the rest to me.

Old Neil gasped hard. After all, he was old and not good at physical sequences. At this time, he said out of breath: Okay, but, but you need to give me a minute... Phew, just a minute to recover.

Swain nodded, then quickly rushed onto the cargo ship and joined the battle.

Old Neil handed Klein a Sleep charm, briefly described how to use it, and held one tightly in his hand. Then he said to Esther: You can't use spiritual props. You may need to leave. Further.

Esther took out a short knife from her arms with her backhand: It's okay, I always carry this with me.

Klein pulled out his revolver, adjusted the firing position and trigger, and said to Old Neil: She has much better physical strength than me. She was not out of breath during that stretch just now.

Old Neil had never seen Esther in actual combat, so he was obviously a little worried: Be sure to pay attention to safety. Don't be nervous, relax and think about other things.

Then he told Klein that the charm was on loan. If Klein used it, he would have to make a new one and return it to him. A smile appeared on Esther's face next to her, while Klein looked helpless. When the two of them were not paying attention, Esther plucked out a piece of her own hair and wrapped it around the bottom of the dagger. A faint golden light flashed past and disappeared into it.

When the three people passed the gangway and boarded the modified steam cargo ship, they clearly felt vibrations coming from somewhere on the hull, and there were loud collisions along the way. The battle seemed to be quite fierce.

The wooden planks on the side of the cabin were smashed, and a figure flew out, hit the side of the ship and slid softly to the ground.

The monster was tall and strong, and its clothes were torn and full of tears. The exposed skin was covered with dark green scales. There were translucent connecting membranes between the hands and feet, like the toe webs of aquatic animals, and its head was full of wrinkles. , can only barely see the appearance of human beings.

The monster is constantly dripping corrosive slime, leaving traces wherever it passes.

Swain was trying hard to drag the monster and prevent it from running away, but his muscular fists could not break the scales, so he could only struggle. The punisher next to him saw the opportunity and fired two more shots, and then he let it go. Swain was not completely at a disadvantage.

He was building strength, Esther could feel it.

The monster suddenly swung its arm and knocked Swain away. The sight of the other punisher was blocked, giving the monster a chance to escape. It was about to jump out of the cabin!

Klein raised his right hand and pulled the trigger decisively. The bullets he consumed in the shooting club made his shooting skills unprecedented. This distance was enough for Klein to accurately send the demon-hunting bullets into the monster's torso.

The monster let out an ear-piercing scream, kicked the ground with both feet, and jumped up like a flying eagle, pounced on Klein.

When Klein suddenly dwarfed and rolled to the side, Esther's figure a few meters away instantly moved, and her blond hair appeared on the other side of the monster in the blink of an eye like an erratic stream of light.

Dark night! Old Neil, who was very close, uttered this ancient Hermes language, and he threw the talisman in his hand towards the monster.

At the same time, Esther's dagger had already been nailed into the monster's leg. The scales that Swain failed to penetrate were stuck in the gap with the dagger. With Esther's full blow, it stabbed Through, leaving only the handle on the outside.

This made the monster roar again in pain, but the deep and peaceful power escaped from Old Neil's spell, and the monster's struggling movements slowed down. It swayed, as if it was drunk and wanted to fall down.

The power of that talisman was insufficient, and Esther instantly made a judgment.

Klein!

Dark night!

Almost as if they were connected, before Esther could finish her words, Klein had once again uttered the activation spell in the ancient Hermes language, activating the talisman in his hand and throwing it on the monster.

Because Esther nailed its leg, the monster couldn't jump again. This allowed Klein's spell to accurately fall on its forehead. This time, the monster's body fell downwards and lay on the ground. Briefly entered a semi-slumber state.

At this moment, Swain fell from the sky and hit the monster like steel. When he raised his fist and punched it hard, even Esther felt the violent spiritual power brewing in him.

With the sound of a skull breaking, the monster's head split apart, and juices of various colors splashed out, leaving a mess. The monster's legs and feet twitched twice and completely stopped moving.

It took some effort for Swain to pull out Esther's dagger. He took out a deflated metal flask from somewhere and washed away the blood on the dagger. The strong wine below soaked into the monster's body. .

Swain threw the dagger to Esther and poured all the remaining wine at the bottom of the pot onto the monster.

After doing all this, his back seemed to be a little rickety, and his face showed an old tiredness. He stared at the corpse of the monster on the ground with a complicated expression.

Esther felt a certain sadness, her heart tightening, and she sensed many unavoidable fates from this old man whose fate was similar to that of the Nighthawks. Esther realized what Little Insect's words, Human beings are much more fragile than you think, really meant. She would protect the Tingen Nighthawks team, which was an oath that was too easily broken.

Esther clenched the dagger in her hand, took a deep breath, and walked to Old Neil and Klein.

Old Neil looked in the direction of Swain and whispered to them: I know this out-of-control punishment agent. He has followed Swain for twenty or thirty years. He has eliminated and arrested water ghosts who came ashore to kill people. The evil Beyonder trying to escape by diving in the Tasok River...

He didn't say the next words, but both Klein and Esther understood what he meant:

Such a guard who had made many achievements and killed many monsters eventually became a monster himself.

Esther couldn't help but think of the sentence she once read - The brave man who kills the dragon eventually becomes a dragon.

This is not an isolated case. This kind of thing may happen in every official Beyonder team. It is an ending that many Nighthawks, Punishers, and Machine Heart members may face.

Even though Esther was never fully recognized as a Nighthawk, everyone in the team was convinced that she was also an Extraordinary, possessing even more special extraordinary powers. Klein's heart sank as he saw Esther approaching a state of losing control. He glanced at Esther, and his hidden sadness became even stronger.

Esther hugged her arms tightly and looked sadly at the punisher helping his unconscious teammate up, her eyes gradually dimming.

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