Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 135 Whose name to call

Esther didn't know who she was praying to or what would happen, but she couldn't just watch the innocent residents of the East End being dragged into death like this.

She had never heard the slightly immature voice in her mind so clearly, and followed her, reciting this unknown name:
"The shattered shadow of fate,

The vortex that wanders beyond time and space,

Eternal attendant of the lord of the spirit world,
The light that weaves the threads of the chaotic river.

I pray for your testimony,
I pray for your strength,
I beg you to save the fate of the living beings here..."

In Esther's eyes, the symbol with the four-cornered cross and the circular starburst reappeared, but this time, the tearing pain in her mind overlapped with the painful prayers of the residents in the East District, colliding and dispelling each other, and instead Let Esther's consciousness be caught in the middle to stay awake.

She stood up slowly, and when she raised her head, she saw countless criss-crossing silver-white rivers, countless branches from different lives and gathered from the past, forming a dense network, leading to a shared, At the end destroyed by gray and black, the silver lines in the farther distance are staggered and intertwined, but they begin to shatter because of being cut.

Where the long river is broken, it is the death gap formed after the fate is artificially distorted.

Only Esther, only herself has no reflection in it, no thread of fate that can be observed.

But she didn't care.

Esther stretched out her hand, and at the moment when illusion and reality intertwined, she held onto the broken gap, which was originally impossible—her hand suddenly turned into a phantom, and a pale golden light peeked out from it. out, and quickly merged into the long silver river, forming a very simple and twisted knot, and crazily rolled up the silver thread that fell off in the second half.

Such splicing is as crude as the worst tinkerer, and the finished product is enough to ruin the job of any craftsman.But those gaps were barely connected, pulling the touched creatures to a more distant future.

Even if life is unsatisfactory, it is not a reason to be cruelly deprived. No matter how fragile, all beings can have endless turmoil and continuity.

The silver thread twisted into a twisted knot under her hand, and quickly stretched out again.

Let destiny return to endless possibilities.

When holding those silver-thread-like virtual images, Esther's consciousness almost collapsed, and her figure also became illusory, almost blending into those fates that are far beyond reality.

The silver river that flows through time and space calls her back.

Esther couldn't help but lean forward, her eyes starting to lose focus.

Just then, she heard a weak call:

"Hamel... Esther..."

Just a shock, the silver river disappeared from Esther's eyes, and she was in that alley again.

Rabbit's hand was on the bottom of her cloak, but he was clearly unconscious, completely unconscious.

He should have grabbed Esther's cloak just now, and it was also the last hold of the rabbit, pulling Esther back from the brink of extinction to the present world.

Esther looked up, and she saw a light.

Above the haze is the sun, and below the haze, it is filled with such a soft and clear light. It is intertwined in the thick fog, echoing with all the creatures in its envelope, and sometimes rippling a muddy color block. The rift briefly tore apart the spirit world and closed again, driving out the yellow-black poisonous mist.

It is eroding the fate of this place, and it is also distorting its trajectory that was disturbed just now.

Even Esther felt unbelievable in the face of this scene. It was hard for her to believe that the change was made by her. Esther walked out of the alley subconsciously and came to the street.

She could see that ray of light spreading farther away, covering most of the Eastern Region.

No, it should be "Zoya", this is his power...

Everyone no longer felt the pain of plague and disease, they fell asleep, as if they were dreaming a dream without waking up, peaceful and peaceful.

They are spending an extremely peaceful day in their dreams, with good luck and small misfortunes. It seems that they have reached a delicate balance, but all of this is just random.

For every person with a bright destiny, a light spot appeared between their foreheads, and the light and dark changed and disappeared.

Such dots of light lit up in every part of the Eastern District, like the dots of stars refracted on the ground, faint, but still trying their best to continue their own existence.

Esther knew that as long as she beckoned, those points of light would feel the call, fly to her docilely, blend into her mind, and become part of her strength.

She can even recover in an instant, enough to peep and disturb the long river of fate again.

But Esther can't do that. If she really does, the people whose fate is claimed at this time will be swallowed by her.Their souls will become the nourishment of "Zoya", and they will never wake up again.

"Is this you... your real face?"

Esther asked herself softly, but the voice in her mind didn't give her any response.

Another soft and sweet voice sounded from the other side of the street:
"I'm still thinking, who spoiled our good deeds."

Esther followed the prestige, and what she saw was a stunning and beautiful woman. She was wearing a pure white and holy long dress, elegant and dignified. When she walked slowly, she seemed to be stepping on the most luxurious red carpet, accepting All the admiration and admiration that others deserve for that beauty.

Esther's eyes gradually narrowed, and she felt an extremely dangerous aura from this beautiful lady, which was of the same origin as the poisonous mist that harvested life.The inexplicable goodwill she had just surfaced disappeared in an instant, and Esther suddenly became alert, because the other party's extraordinary ability was affecting her!
She regretted not taking out the new weapon early, at least she had a little more means of guaranteeing the bottom line.

The lady smiled lightly and shook her head: "But I didn't expect it to be such a weak little bird."

"I thought you would use a metaphor like a mouse. It looks like I'm not popular with you." Esther replied, but quickly took out the "obsessive-compulsive disorder bow tie" and her own short sword, and quickly armed herself.

The opponent didn't take advantage of this moment to sneak attack, but quietly watched Esther's movements, as if observing the futile struggle of a trapped animal in a cage.

Esther clenched her dagger tightly. She wanted to retreat, but she didn't dare to leave her back to such a weird enemy.

The lady pulled the hair hanging from her ears behind her ears, showing gentleness, and said softly, "Unfortunately, you can't fly."

Oops!underground! ?

The opponent has been laying traps since the first contact!
Esther decisively spread her left hand towards the ground, and uttered an ancient Hermetic phrase: "Exile!"

But her goal is not to ambush in exile, but to take advantage of this force hitting the ground, and at the same time kick her feet fiercely, and pop into the air!
The invisible silk thread barely brushed against the edge of her shoe, but failed to catch Esther completely. Her figure flew upside down uncontrollably in the air, smashing into a lamp post that she deliberately aimed at.

The moment she got close to the lamppost, Esther hooked it with her backhand, and slashed half a circle with her feet to relieve the remaining momentum. She was face to face with the mysterious lady again, but the distance was much wider than before.

"Huh? You can't be affected by the disease..." The beautiful woman showed regret, and her smile and frown were extremely caring, with a hormonal charm, "You are very interesting, if you change place, maybe we can have a good chat.”

Esther's left hand suddenly let go of the lamp post, grabbed the woman, and briefly stole her thoughts.Grasping this gap, Esther pushed forward with her left hand, and then spit out another ancient Hermetic phrase: "Imprisoned!"

But the time for the other party to regain consciousness was much faster than she expected!

Before Esther finished speaking, the figure of the woman standing there suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, she had already arrived in front of Esther, and in the woman's hand was a spear condensed by frost, which almost reached Esther's eyebrows .

"Speed ​​isn't just your specialty."

She teased lightly, as if she was pointing out the flaws in the other party's makeup.

The ability to control frost?
Esther deduced this in an instant, and the cold air spread to her forehead, causing a drop of sweat on the forehead to condense into a solid.

She only had time to do one last bit of coping.

Esther raised the short sword in her right hand, barely blocking the thrust of the spear, and opened and closed her left hand instantly.

She wants to steal the opponent's ability to manipulate Frost!
Thanks to the good luck of still being online, Esther's theft was a success!
The frosty spear crumbled along her brows into dots of icicles and dissipated into the air. A long spear suddenly re-condensed on Esther's left hand, exuding the same extremely cold chill, and she threw it back at the opposite woman.

But her speed was still a bit short after all, the ice spear just pierced the ground in the end, spreading out a sheet of frost in an instant, like an ice flower blooming.

And Esther's left hand still maintained the posture when she threw the spear, and a thin hole appeared in the middle of her palm, preventing her from flexing her fingers again to carry out any form of theft.

Drops of blood are flowing down the invisible silk thread little by little, and wriggling black shadows are entrenched on the blood hole, trying to spread the power of the curse into Esther's body.

Esther raised her right hand subconsciously, trying to cut off the invisible silk thread with the short sword, but it was in vain. After a little crack appeared on the blade, she once again deeply felt the difference with the other party.

That charming lady must be an Extraordinary above demigod, this is too absolute a gap.

Before Esther took action again, more and more invisible threads had already clinged to her body, tightly strangling into her right hand.Fine bloodstains emerged from Esther's right hand, and the lady who controlled the silk thread seemed to enjoy her muffled groans in pain, as if she wanted to slowly strangle Esther's right hand just like that.

"You seem to be very dependent on your hands, and without them, what else would you use to steal?"

The woman smiled and said, her expression was so gentle and peaceful, her eyes passed over Esther's left hand, and the blood beads that kept rolling down the silk thread were showing a glimmer.

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The gray-black smog is constantly surging, but the light yellow gentle light curtain is trying to prop up a part of the sky. A long-lost ray of sunshine fell into Backlund's eastern region.

The crow stood on the edge of an eaves, because it had been with that ray day and night, when it looked up at the abnormality in the sky, it could feel the ravings that were constantly calling and resonating.

Because he had experienced the cycle state of the seal, Xiao Qi was not dragged into it, and could still maintain a clear consciousness.

Xiao Qi didn't even know why he followed him.

Its eyes retracted from the light wandering in the sky, and fell on the ice flowers and figures blooming below the street.

It's really hopeless, what's the point of saving these irrelevant people by yourself?
Esther has fallen into the hands of that witch.

Xiao Qi let out a long sigh.

The crow opened its mouth and made a hoarse voice:

"Fiddle with the pointer of time,

Wander the shadow of fate,
The embodiment of deceit and mischief..."

(End of this chapter)