Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

In the darkness that had been silent for thousands of years, singing sounded.

It would be reasonable for the singing to sound in Backlund's opera house or Trier's ballroom, in Bayam's pier or in St. Miron's tavern, or even on the beach at Feneporte.

But it should not be on this continent without light and heat.

How ridiculous.

People who sing think the same way.

The melodious voice fell from the lips, without detailed words and names, it was just spit out with the vague feeling in memory, not much different from a fish that spits out bubbles driven by instinct.Only the tone gives the vague impression that this is probably a hymn to the greatness, light, and rightness of the gods.

Another gust of wind blew past, lifting the hem of her red cloak.

Esther stood on the top of the boulder, her face under the hood was hidden in the shadows, only her eyes were indifferently and gently half-drowned, and her soft but firm singing voice was carried into the collapsed stone building by the wind.

A little bit of light shines from the inside of the hood, flying down leisurely, and the three-meter-high stone tablet circles around continuously.

Guided by the singing, they are no longer chaotic and disorderly. When they turn clockwise, they seem to form a vortex built by the flow of light.

The monsters crawling around the town were sensed by touch, attracted by the melody, and gradually gathered in this square.

Under the light, Esther can clearly see their shapes:

They look like plasticine balls that have been flattened, twisted and glued together again. The spindle-shaped head and spine have hard bones. The limbs protruding like soft jellyfish are not fixed. Individuals with four to nine both exist.

These monsters moving forward by squirming and rubbing against the ground moved in unison. They raised their heads and looked up at the red cloak above the stone, revealing the slit in the head of the shuttle, which was densely packed with thorn-shaped fangs.

They came to the square, dragged long reddish-brown blood marks behind them, and stopped moving, but became quiet "listeners".

Esther's voice began to hum.

The light spots hovering around the boulder spread out, like a rain of light falling on the monsters.

The singing continued, but the eyes under the hood gradually lifted up, focusing on the next change.

As the light spots shuttled, strands of broken illusory silver threads emerged from these monsters and were pulled away.Like a broken spider web, the torn threads are rolled out together with their life and spirit.

The heads of those monsters hung down one after another, but they didn't make any movement, immersed in the singing peacefully and quietly, and didn't care about the death of their own kind or even themselves.

The singing gradually seemed that at the moment of pause, all the light spots had the same destination, they flew back to the top of the stele, and the trailing filaments behind them overlapped into pieces, like a section of silvery river.

Esther put down her hood, and the light spots fell into her hair, while the gathered silver threads kept falling into her raised hands, turning and shrinking into silver light clusters in her palms.

Esther folded her palms together and closed her eyes.

Outlining the light cluster in her mind, she quickly sank into the strange world of perception, and then probed her spirituality into the chaotic silver light in her hand.

-

Blurred and mottled blocks of color kept shaking.

Four figures of different heights walked to the huge three-meter-high boulder.

"Ha, this thing must be big enough! It's the most conspicuous thing nearby, and that's it!"

"Have you decided what to name this new town, Osykus?"

"Sorry, Lord Saslier, I haven't made up my mind yet..."

"Think quickly, we don't have time to spend too long here. When you think about it, it depends on how I burn that name on it. You are still far away! Singing beside you!"

"Medic, stop arguing, let me think about it!"

"It doesn't matter, we still have time, you can call this newly established town whatever you want."

"Hey, what's wrong, Ouroreus? What are you looking at?"

"bright……"

The silver eyes lifted up above the boulder, as if passing through the distant time for a moment, and saw another pair of eyes with imprints.

"The light of the Lord always shines on us, isn't it natural? What fool are you doing!"

"Master Saslier, I have decided!

Since this is the place where I first met the Lord in the past, and also the place where I first felt the glory of the Lord, let’s call it—”

-

Esther opened her eyes, and the silver light in her hands had completely disappeared.

Drop after drop of warmth fell from her nose, and was completely absorbed the moment it touched the blood-colored cloak.

The buzzing in Esther's mind has not calmed down for a long time. She searched for a long time before finding any traces of the fate of these monsters entangled with this town.

But that era is too long, except for the hazy voice, the image can no longer be seen by her.

After all, her current power is too weak, she shouldn't be a "thief", so she can't see the complete river of fate, and can only use this extreme method to peep into the weathered past.

They seem to have mentioned several names, Esther pointed her forehead with her index finger and middle finger, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In the square below the boulder, all the monsters lay motionless on the ground.

Esther folded her hands together and spread them out, and the "Pale Nail" fell into her hands. She turned around, kicked the boulder vigorously, and at the moment she jumped up, opened and closed her left hand against herself, stealing her and The "gravity" between the ground.

Esther's body fell slowly like floating dust, but the tip of the bone sword walked on the boulder, carving out slender and elegant handwriting in Giant's language.The moment her soles stepped on the ground, the bone sword picked up the last point of the hook, leaving the missing name on the boulder.

Esther returned the "gravity" to herself, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded.

Under the lingering night, "Chaoyang City" retrieved its name lost in time.

But it's just a name.

"It's too bad, there's no sun here."

Putting away the "Pale Nail", Esther looked around at the dead monsters in the square, imagining the scene where a large group of residents once gathered in this square to celebrate the birth of the Son of God.

They hung garlands representing "happiness" on the boulder, and filled the two-handled jug with the bad wine specially provided for the festival, laughing side by side, and heard their Lord proclaim this day as "Glorious Age"-the beginning of the new era. first year.

There has been such a day here, at least Esther had such a casual glance when she watched the river of fate.

Esther stole the distance between herself and another street next door, and left here with brisk steps. She pulled up the hood again, and let the shadow cover her eyes showing the mark.

Because of the action that aroused the resonance of fate just now, the call she could feel in her mind became clearer, pointing out the general direction for Esther to move forward.

It's more convenient to use those fates as a supplement, so that you won't feel hungry for a long time, and it's easy to carve that name, that's it.

Esther told herself so in her heart.

-

The lightning above the head gradually subsided, and "Land Abandoned by God" ushered in a more secluded "night" time, but for wanderers who were not afraid of monsters, there was not much difference.

Esther hummed occasionally, but she stopped singing.

She has verified that the singing can also cause strangeness here, attracting and resonating with those monsters, which adds some guarantees to her own safety.

But if you meet Amon, these things are probably completely useless. Esther knows it well, so the priority is to keep a low profile, and don't do unnecessary things if you can avoid trouble.

It was just a whim before, so Esther never approached those scattered ruins of the town again.

She prayed for "good luck" in her heart. The "Land Abandoned by God" has a wide range, and Esther only hopes that she will not run into Amon.

These words of prayer were all for "Zoya", and Esther didn't know if it would work or not.She doesn't have the ability to directly give others good luck or bad luck according to her will, and her own luck always fluctuates.

Esther also asked Aaron about this, but Aaron's reply to her was only: "I just know that I will be lucky or unlucky if I do this. As for how to accumulate and use it, I will understand when I get the knowledge of potions."

"If the Beyonder characteristic I absorbed when I woke up was not 'Thief' but 'Fate', probably there wouldn't be so many troubles?"

Esther pressed the position between her right eyebrows, stole her own weight, and tried to go deep into a swamp of tumbling bubbles.

This swamp was too wide, and Esther tried to go around for a while, but she still couldn't see a passable place.If she wants to continue to move in the direction she perceives, she must cross this black muddy swamp.

The "spiritual intuition" was very calm, so Esther calmly took out the "pale bone nail" and held it in her hand, stepped on the black swamp, and walked forward quickly after leaving a little footprint.

A huge bubble bulged on Esther's left hand, and it swelled to half a person's height almost in the blink of an eye. Inside was a dusty branch, with a fist-sized "fruit" hanging from the branch.

The "fruit" is covered with a layer of mucous membrane, which reveals a tissue similar in appearance to the cerebral cortex.

The bubbles in the swamp burst suddenly, and a wonderful call came from the "fruit" on the branch. It constantly exudes a sweet fragrance that can seduce people to secrete saliva, inviting pedestrians who strayed into the swamp to pick themselves.

This trap is too obvious...

Esther wrinkled her nose, feeling a little helpless.

Although she could feel the specialness of this monster, and through the "Deciphering Scholar" analyzed its allure on both mental and physical senses, this "fruit" was far less attractive to her than Extraordinary characteristics. up.

The "spiritual intuition" was slightly touched, and Esther's subconscious reaction was faster than her thinking, and the bone sword stabbed out backhand, directly piercing the fruit at the end of the branch.

The moment the "pale bone nail" pierces the outer layer of the fruit, it feels as if a bubble has been shattered.

The thick tree roots of the forearm suddenly protruded from the ground, trying to close around Esther's body.

Opening and closing her palms, she has appeared above the swamp three meters away.

Esther still hasn't seen the end of the swamp. Sections of scorched roots pierced out from the ground, threatening to fill up the swamp.

Esther's indifferent and gentle eyes bent.