Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

The breeze blew across the remnant wall of the Blackthorn Security Company, raising another cloud of dust.

After the man who was blind on one eye left, a translucent worm covered with twelve links wriggled out of Esther's pocket. It arched its body silently and pulled it down from Esther's forehead. A hair stained with a lot of blood.Then, with the hair in its mouth, it quickly left the scene with an agility that didn't fit a bug, looking for living creatures in the distance as parasites.

With Esther's "physiological death" caused by being attacked on the head after a large amount of consumption, she was finally able to break away from the shackles of the light cocoon and return to freedom, absorbing her own extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness that was suppressed and hidden.

Since being pulled away by the light cocoon, its connection with the main body and other clones has been severed, and its destiny has been compressed into a completely independent individual.This made the little bug feel very at a loss when it was free, so it had a plan.

Taking this hair away now is so that after contacting another unlucky clone, I can come back to find this strange guy, so that others can experience the feeling of being imprisoned.

Ha, that must be hilarious.

A few minutes later, Leonard's fingers twitched twice.

The old voice in his mind sighed: "Oh, it's over, it's over. If you have the spare energy, go and see, your captain may still be alive..."

He didn't finish what he said—as for the others, they might all be dead.

Because Leonard passed out completely, the old man couldn't see what happened. He didn't choose to leave Leonard's body, but listened carefully to the changes in the surrounding environment through his voice.

He heard the roar of broken buildings, the buzzing of insects, the flow of liquid, and the series of crisp sounds like bubbles shattering, all of which shocked the old man.In the last two calls, one of them was in a language he had never heard before, which made the old man understand that there were more accidents. He did not take any action, but tried his best to restrain his breath.

Of course, he could accurately identify the owners of those two shouts, which were Leonard's two colleagues who were hiding strange powers.

Leonard opened his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief and forced himself to get up, his left arm seemed to be broken, and he was basically unable to control it, his right rib throbbed throbbingly, as did his knee.Leonard coughed up a few bruises when he breathed, and his throat was full of rust, but luckily, he hardly suffered any fatal injuries, and the place where he landed even cleverly avoided sharp stones.

At this time, Leonard didn't have the time to think about whether the old man helped him. When he dragged his tired body to approach Dunn, he first saw Esther's silver hair with loose ends. A sharp penetrating wound.

Leonard didn't even dare to turn Esther's face over, he was afraid to see the wound on the other side of her forehead.

Then Leonard saw Klein who was a few steps away. Klein's chest also had a penetrating wound that killed him in one blow. The huge hole seemed to have torn Leonard's heart as well. He stumbled towards Dunn. , Knelt down beside Dunn.

Dunn's chest was still heaving weakly. After hearing Dunn's breathing, Leonard couldn't hold back the accumulated emotions in his heart anymore. Those green eyes were soaked with tears, and soon left a mark on Leonard's face. There are two clear tear stains, washing away a little dirt and blood.

"why……"

why?Esther, Klein, how could they die like this?There are so many secrets hidden in them, they are fine, the captain is still alive, why do they...

The old man's voice sounded: "Klein and Dunn fought until the last moment. Dunn used his heart to arouse the power of the holy object and expelled the baby. But Esther wanted to save your captain, so she lost the confrontation." The enemy's combat power is all planned by the other party. From the very beginning, this is a game. The enemy's goal is the urn of Saint Selina, and everyone has been used by such a conspiracy..."

Leonard's fist thumped hard on the floor, but he couldn't vent his anger at all, only more grief emerged.

Leonard has never felt his own weakness so deeply, and even began to resent his long-term slack.

If he was stronger, would the outcome of this battle be different?
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Docklands, Dragon Bar.

Ademisor, who was sitting in the corner, was shaken all over. If there was an Extraordinary who had activated his spiritual vision nearby, he would see the light cocoons around him suddenly dim, and the crazy babblings and visions from the outside world became clear again in an instant.But this was nothing compared to the grief that Ademisor felt. He trembled and hugged his head, weeping embarrassingly, and murmured "the light is gone" over and over in his mouth.

Ademisor's eyes swelled up quickly, and he suddenly remembered the items Esther gave him. He reached into his pocket to take out the unused bottle of ointment, but he brought out another thing. A blue-purple fruit candy exuding the aroma of grape juice, wrapped in sugar paper.

But now, the candy has broken into several petals, spilled out from the outer wrapping paper, and fell into the dust on the ground.

"Broken? Why!? The 'Light' thread is also broken..."

Ademisor really wanted to scream and run out, and wanted to cry so that everyone who saw it could hear the bad news, the matter of "the light disappears from here", the light cocoon on his body lighted up faintly, and then completely Become transparent.

Ademisor's tears began to flow again, and he threw himself on the ground, grabbed the pieces of the candy, and stuffed them all into his mouth regardless of the dirt on them.

The taste on the tongue is very sweet, mixed with the bitter and astringent dust, and mixed with salt by the tears flowing into the mouth.

Ademisor buried his face in his arms, and his back trembled from time to time. He began to speak words that others did not understand. It seemed that he had returned to the moment when he was unable to wake up, but if someone listened closely, he would hear him. Keep repeating: "The light will continue to guide me, the light is immortal..."

Daffodil Street, Siling Bakery.

Wendy suddenly accidentally knocked over the teapot, her heart was beating fast, which was not a good thing for an elderly person, and the feeling of dizziness lasted for several seconds before dissipating.

Wendy leaned on the wall and walked to the door, panting heavily, flipped over the "open" sign on the door, and declined those guests who hadn't arrived yet.

She looked around the store blankly, her gaze stayed on the position leading to the back door for a long time, and it took more than ten seconds before she realized that something was wrong.In addition to the aprons that Wendy and Fiona often wear, there was a third apron hanging there. This very soft warm yellow checkered color is not their preferred color because it gets dirty easily.

Oh, but it sure is especially for young people, young girls who are very lively and have a bright smile.

The straps of the apron were broken and it was curled up on the ground.

Wendy didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable, she got up to pick up the apron again, and looked at it for a long time.

Backlund Bridge District, Bellflower Apartment, NO.13 rental house.

The lady in the rose red dress took off her wide-brimmed straw hat and hung it on the hanger by the door, revealing her sweet round cheeks. She was going to meet with the head of the local organization tomorrow, and she must be lying if she said she was not nervous .Having just participated in an underground Extraordinary trade fair in Backlund, she took off her high heels after returning to the apartment, all she wanted was to rest quietly on the soft sofa and think carefully about her preparations for tomorrow.

This gentle lady habitually opened the hidden compartment under the coffee table, trying to take out the handkerchief wrapped in orange peel, but was shocked to find that the handkerchief had been torn every inch of it, and the orange peel inside was just a little behind her. When touched, it turned into tiny and shriveled residue.

how so! ?Has anyone been here before?
The lady immediately vigilantly checked the traps she had set in the house, but what made her even more bewildered was that there were no signs of human touch on the several curses, and she found nothing in the divination.

Except for herself, no one else in the room has ever entered. Even if there was, they cleverly avoided the magic set by her. At least they had to be a lot higher than her in order to sneak in so silently.

But why would someone with such ability come here just to destroy an ordinary handkerchief?This is a warning?Or... because of the owner of the handkerchief?

But who was the owner of this handkerchief? Even if this beautiful lady wanted to break her head, it did not arouse the slightest relevant memory.

Backlund North District, underground of Saint Samuel Church.

In a tidy lounge with many bookcases, the perception in Old Neil's mind suddenly paused for a moment. The opera story in his hand fell from the palm of his hand and spread out on the wool carpet. The scene of the confrontation between the Lord and the God of Death: "Darkness is coming, night is about to replace dawn."

The pendant with the photo of his fiancée on Old Neil's chest gave off an inexplicable coolness, which made him recover from his empty consciousness.

"Why..." He touched his heart blankly, his eyes swept across the room, and he always felt that there seemed to be something missing in the world in front of him.

But it was obvious that nothing happened in the room, only the book that had just fallen from his hand was lying on the ground in a disobedient manner.

Before Old Neil leaned over to pick up the book, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a lady wearing black lipstick appeared there. She was not very old, but she deliberately wore very old-fashioned makeup , the light blue eyeshadow and blush gave her a strange charm.

The lady at the door looked nervous, clutching a broken braided bracelet.

"A major incident happened in Tingen. Deacon Sesima urgently summoned some Nighthawks. We have to rush there now... I think I should tell you that I have to go and gather immediately."

Old Neil smiled, with a clear light in his dark red eyes: "Go, Daly, don't waste time with an old man. Remember to say hello to everyone for me."

I hope that the strangeness just now is not because of something happened to them.

Old Neil picked up the book and stared at the lines, always feeling as if he had forgotten something.

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