Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 254 Murals
When Klein was talking with Anderson, he knew why Esther kept looking at the mural on the wall, so he moved closer so that Esther could see it more clearly.

Esther's line of sight extended along the simple and old lines, outlining the exquisite and beautiful appearance of Ouroreus. The graceful wings gathered behind him. The silver-haired man closed his eyes tightly, but led the pilgrim team to walk in the burning flames. between the sea.

Esther looked at the fish stuck upside down in the black mud, the cross erected in the distant mountains and the person hanging upside down, feeling unreal.

Such weird emotions reached their peak when she looked at the skylark in the mural.

The flat Lark sat on Ulorius' shoulder, just like Esther squatting on Klein's shoulder now.

Anderson was actually right. That skylark is very similar to Esther's current appearance, especially now that the two skylarks are facing each other. The eyes in the mural are calm and emotionless, but this feeling is still recognizable at a glance.

It's just that the bird's wings in the mural are intact, without showing any pale joints.

"The mural has changed." Klein said suddenly.

Anderson also nodded in agreement: "The skylark was lifeless, but now it has opened its eyes. It was obviously just a simple detail, but it changed the vitality of the skylark, and even made the whole mural more vivid. This ingenuity has to be admired.”

Esther looked at the skylark on the mural, and after several seconds, she lowered her voice and told Klein softly, "It's 'Zoya'."

Anderson's hearing is quite good, but lowering his voice can't stop him from gossiping: "Zoya? What is that? What's the scientific name of your bird?"

The feathers on Esther's body almost exploded: "Why are you asking so much? I'm not talking to you!"

Anderson didn't take Skylark's annoyance seriously: "I'm just a little curious. After all, you are so similar to the Skylark in this painting. It's hard to believe that it's a pure coincidence..."

Esther suddenly sneered: "Actually, I can help you solve the fate affected by the curse."

Anderson suddenly choked.

"But I think bad luck is for you." Skylark said, turning around and facing Anderson with his back.

Anderson was helpless, and turned to Gehrman for help.

Klein still had a cold expression on his face, and he was holding back a smile in his heart with his expressionless face.

He was even a little grateful for Anderson's appearance. After being interrupted by the mural, Esther was obviously distracted from the "Dark Emperor" matter before, and didn't immediately grab him to ask about the situation.

But after a few seconds of silence, Esther had regained her composure, and she remembered all the questions that had arisen in the library before.

Skylark scratched Klein's shoulder with his paws: "Let's ignore this bad guy and go to a cleaner place to talk."

"Hey! I have a name, okay!" Anderson complained dissatisfiedly, but instead of following the two of them to other places, he stayed where he was.

Klein walked towards the door of the mural hall, and Esther also saw Frank, Nina, and Heath on the gray square outside, as well as a navigator who she didn't have a deep impression of.

"Where's Cattleya?" Esther asked in a low voice, not wanting to disturb the wandering people outside.

"She's outside."

Klein walked through the square full of huge arrows, trying to get out of the black monastery. Skylark's head kept turning, looking at the surrounding environment.

Esther's expression was a little dazed: "I always feel that this place is a bit familiar."

"Didn't you come here when you stayed in the dream before?"

Esther shook her head: "No, I used to travel through various weird dreams. Although I didn't get hurt, there are always some disgusting and evil things...you don't want to know."

Klein nodded, and walked across the square full of potholes.

Skylark took a deep breath and spoke when there was no one around:
"By the way, I still have a lot of things I want to ask you, you—"

But before he finished speaking, the foothold under Skylark's feet suddenly sank, and in the blink of an eye, Klein's figure dissolved in the air.

Esther quickly flapped her wings twice, adjusted her balance and flew up, so as not to fall directly to the ground.When she was circling, she also looked sideways at the positions of Frank and the others, but everyone disappeared.

Skylark regained its foothold on the top of an arrow, and stared at the place where Klein disappeared in despair.

"Your dream is over..."

I can only hope that everything goes well on the "Future", and I don't know what's going on outside.

Skylark lowered its head, it stayed in this square, did not leave again, just waited alone like this.

Esther didn't know how long she was going to wait.

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Klein stood on the edge of the deck, looking around at the ruins in the surrounding sea area.

When he heard the mermaid's singing, he let out a long sigh of relief, and finally found an outlet for his depressed mood.

Esther is still not awake, but she has already arrived in the courtyard of the Black Monastery. If Esther hadn't left, Klein felt that there was still a high probability of meeting her the next time he entered the dreamland.

A few minutes later, Klein regained consciousness from the influence of the "Master of Puppet" potion, and was successfully promoted to Sequence Five.

He re-boarded the "Future", and Anderson leaned against the side of the ship with a smile, and greeted Gehrman. Klein exchanged a few words with him casually, but was a little annoyed by Anderson's words.

If Esther wakes up, I'll beat Anderson up and let Esther steal the idea... If Anderson asks what happened, tell Anderson that he fell himself.

As Klein thought about it, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the ruins where singing could still be faintly heard.

This journey is time to return.

Cattleya's voice broadcast sounded throughout the ship, and the "Future" slowly turned around in a circle, moving forward along the tortuous channel when it came.

Klein returned to the room, set up a spiritual wall to keep prying eyes out, and walked into the bathroom.

In addition to throwing the "squirming hunger" that hadn't eaten for a long time into the gray fog, Klein has more important things to do. He wants to check whether his control over the gray fog has changed.

The gentle light hung on the long bronze table day after day, and the "fool" sitting at the head raised his hand, letting the ball of light float into his palm.

Unlike every time before, when Klein held the ball of light this time, he heard a buzzing sound.Like some kind of vague sleep talk, incomprehensible voices overlapped together, they vibrated endlessly like bee wings, but mixed into a dizzying movement, undulating chaotically.

As long as Klein distracted a little, these weird voices would immediately disappear from his perception.

"Zoya." He squeezed his hand outside the light sphere slightly.

A few spots of light escaped from the sphere, as if responding to Klein's words, but they quickly disappeared, wandering around for no more than three seconds.

Klein frowned immediately.

Because I still can't completely control the gray fog, so He has to respond, but it turns into meaningless communication through these light spots?What is the reason for this evasive gesture?
Could it be that "Zoya" had to hide something from the "Lord of the Spirit World"?

Klein laughed at himself. After putting down the light ball, he went to the depths of the gray mist. There was a vast staircase there. He discovered it after he was promoted last time, but he couldn't walk too far.

Just as Klein thought, after being promoted to Sequence Five, there is an extra level of tall steps here, but it is still one step away from completely climbing and crossing the barrier.

Esther is right. Demigods really have something special. If they don’t reach the threshold of demigods, the secrets hidden here will not be revealed to me at all. fairly limited.

Klein looked at the fuzzy shell and the dark green behind it, turned around and jumped down the steps, and returned to the hall where the Tarot Club is held every day.

Although he had some guesses in his heart, Klein still grabbed the ball of light with a glimmer of hope, and manifested the citrine pendulum.

"Esther is still sleeping."

Even though there were only spirit bodies on the gray mist, Klein still felt the gloom that made his heart sink.

If the pendulum rotates, no matter which direction it goes, it will be a specific result, but it cannot be divined now, it can only show that "Zoya" is trying to hide this information.

Klein let go of the ball of light and watched it quietly for a moment before leaving the gray and foggy hall.

The moment he returned to the real world, Klein turned on his spirit vision and looked at the skylark lying on the table.

The silver spiritual body thread swayed gently, completely opposite to the black spiritual body thread Klein had seen.

If you directly manipulate these lines, it might turn the unresisting Skylark into a secret puppet. Klein doesn't want to try it rashly. Giving up the method of awakening Esther through this method may cause very bad consequences.

I always felt that this silver thread was very strange, but it was difficult for Klein to clearly grasp the source of this sense of disobedience. He turned off his spiritual vision and sat on the chair in front of the table.

Look again when you enter the dreamland. It’s best to communicate with Esther again. Just after confirming each other’s identities, I met the “Queen of Mystery”, and I didn’t have time to tell Esther how to be vigilant against “Zoya”—— Klein's spiritual intuition suddenly moved, giving him some sort of revelation.

Could it be "Zoya" who really trapped Esther in a dream?But what is he for?
If it is said that "Zoya" is buried in this sea area with "Darborg" who is closely related to "Zoya", then it does not rule out that "Zoya" wants Esther to explore the dream, and then use some of the remaining power to wake up completely...

Especially "Zoya" is already trying to seize control of Skylark's body, and wants to go to the depths of this sea area.

Thinking of this, Klein's face became more and more gloomy. His fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop, no different from The Fool's tapping on the bronze high-back chair on the gray mist.

Amid such regular and steady knocking sounds, the lark in the cage closed its eyes quietly and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)