Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

When the red moon set in the sky and the sun rose again, Esther told Xiao Qi: "It's time for you to leave."

Xiao Qi didn't speak, just stared at him quietly with her dark eyes. Esther could never see clearly what emotions were hidden there, so she repeated what she just said.

Xiao Qi shook her head and patted her white-bandaged wings twice.

Esther's expression did not change at all, and her gentle smile was more like a mask, covering her dull mood: "Your wings are almost in good condition. You are not an ordinary animal. Those last night were more... They are putting on a show for me, trying to gain my sympathy.”

After a pause, Esther reached out and touched Xiao Qi's head with her fingers: "I have to admit, you are very successful in this aspect."

"Then why are you rushing..." Xiao Qi pretended to be aggrieved and was interrupted by Esther before she could finish her words.

"Because there is something wrong with you, Xiaoqi. Did the existence you came into contact with really not do anything to you?"

Xiao Qi suddenly jumped back, his eyes opening wider and wider: "What are you talking about? How could I be -"

The words stopped abruptly, and Xiao Qi shook his head blankly. After he quickly recalled the experience of the past few days, he suddenly realized that his state last night was too indifferent. During the conversation, it had been unconsciously irritating Esther with its overly direct tone.

This is contrary to its original intention.

With the eloquence that a "swindler" should have, he should have told Esther those things in a gentler and more tactful way...

Xiao Wu raised his body from the coffee table next to him in a funny way: "Even if you were really planted a 'psychological suggestion' by Him in front of your face, you wouldn't notice it at all with your current sequence. As I said, you are not special. Your presence will only alert Him."

Xiao Qi rolled her eyes and nodded to Esther: "If this is the case, how much of what He asked me to convey yesterday is true may still need to be verified."

Esther didn't answer, silently plucked out a piece of hair and wrapped it around Xiao Qi's paw.

Xiaoqi nuzzled her finger with his beak and whispered: "I'm leaving now. You'd better change places as soon as possible. I'm worried that He will follow me."

Until Xiaoqi flew out of the window, and his black feathers could no longer be seen from the square glass, Esther sat back on the armchair, holding her chin and lost in thought.

Xiao Wu asked her doubtfully: "Aren't you leaving?"

"If the 'He' you are talking about really knows so much about Zoya's past, why should I leave?" Esther's voice was still so gentle, "I could have asked in person if there was anything I could do. A solution to this situation.”

Then why do you want to drive Xiao Qi away again? Want to protect him? Xiao Wu sneered in his heart, but on the surface he just denied Esther's idea: "That's impossible, you can't not pay the price."

Of course Esther knew this, but what could she do? Is it possible to pray to the "Fool" who triggered her spiritual intuition?

The moment this idea came up, the light that was "buzzing" in the back of Esther's mind and had been noisy all night suddenly stopped moving. The feeling of silence in her head made Esther slap her forehead in surprise, as if tapping an old TV with a poor signal.

What does it mean to start pretending to be dead again when there is really no sound? Let me decide for myself?

Esther's dim vision gradually returned to clarity. She gritted her teeth and made up her mind, looking at Xiao Wu on the coffee table: "I've thought about it, and I'd better go out and live for a few days first."

Xiao Wu rolled up his body casually: "It's up to you, I can only follow you anyway."

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Esther went to the North District this time. It was not difficult to find a hotel here. Although the price was much more expensive, the decoration and facilities were much better than the cheap hotels on the banks of the Tasok River. She would choose to stay here for two days because the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of the Night in Backlund Parish, St. Samuel's Church, is in the North District.

Whether the "him" Xiao Qi provoked wants to arrest someone, or Esther may get into trouble because she is about to pray to "The Fool", by acting near the Church of the Night, she might be able to seek help from the goddess in times of crisis. Bless. If the light spot moves abnormally, Esther would rather deliver herself to the Nighthawks than let the consciousness that has taken over her body escape.

At least according to the attitude Heiye showed before, He is relatively friendly, or the ability of Esther's existence is also very helpful to Him. Heiye will not hurt her, but I am afraid he will not actively help her, at most Let Esther enter Chanis Gate again and live a life of confinement.

Esther rubbed the center of her right eyebrow vigorously and sneered at her negative attitude.

If she could give away this fate of mutual blessing and misfortune, Esther would really like to give it to someone else.

After Xiao Wu fell into a stable sleep after the light spot strengthened the seal, Esther looked around the bright and spacious bedroom, and finally decided to go to the more private bathroom.

She always felt that praying to an unknown being was not visible, so she did not recite the name directly in the bedroom, and Esther did not decorate the partitions with light points. She was worried that her prayers might not be conveyed.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that other extraordinary people's ritual magic involves chanting the names of gods and praying to them for strength. Why doesn't Captain Dunn expose me to these things?

Esther looked at the bathroom mirror and touched her forehead, as if she had guessed some possibilities.

If Hei Ye knows, it means the church knows that if I communicate with the spirit world, it will be easier to induce the existence in my mind? This feeling of something else inside my body is really unsettling.

It was with this uneasiness that Esther began to read softly in Giant language: "The mysterious master above the gray fog, the yellow and black king who controls good luck, the fool who does not belong to this era..."

Then she choked, and she didn't even think about what to say next. However, what made Esther relieved was that she didn't receive any feedback. If it was correct, her spiritual intuition should respond to this to some extent.

The three-part honorary name mentioned by the person seeking clues at that time was in this order. Perhaps it was because there was a problem with this order. The other party wanted to avoid the possibility of attracting this existence, so they deliberately messed up the honorary name.

After thinking for a while, Esther changed the position of these three paragraphs, sat on the ground with her head hanging down, clasped her hands together, and whispered in giant language again:

"The fool who does not belong to this era,

The mysterious master above the gray fog,

The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck..."

Just after reciting the name, Esther felt an indescribable fear, not from the outside, but from the light in her mind. She couldn't even tell who was feeling the fear, she only felt screams A buzzing sound erupted from the inside of her head, like a frantic swarm of bees going in and out of her left ear and right ear.

In just an instant, hot and moist blood dripped from under her nose, and the light spots in Esther's hair exploded like fireworks, turning her into silver hair in an instant. After the light spots broke away, they floated quietly here. There was no movement in the bathroom.

More violent buzzing sounds hit Esther's nerves one after another, mixed with murmurs that made her want to go crazy and scream. This kind of torture was not aimed at her body, but at her soul.

The real world around her seemed to be slowly falling apart, or was it her body?

Esther was right in her bet. Her prayer to the "Fool" would indeed cause anomalies, and this was the backlash she triggered.

Trembling all over, every word Esther spat out was broken:

"I pray for your attention,

Praying for your grace and power,

Pray for a way to compete with the ancient existence in me..."

Two lines of bloody tears slid down her cheeks, and spiderweb-like cracks spread from Esther's forehead and quickly spread throughout her body, making Esther look like a sculpture about to be shattered.

Those fine cracks did not flow out any blood, but instead twisted the symbols and rings that formed many chaotic entanglements and circles. In the deepest part of the crack, within the fine network woven by pale yellow light, there is a faint wave of light that resembles the flow of mercury.

Such a drastic and strange change gave Esther, who was in extreme pain, a glimmer of hope.