Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

The cemetery guards forgot about tonight's inspection.

As soon as he stepped out the door with the lantern in hand, he turned back because he forgot about it, thinking that he had finished his inspection.Tonight's gravekeeper felt that he didn't have any energy left to stay up all night. He yawned sleepily, cleaned up and went to sleep soon.

He will sleep very deeply tonight.

The young man left the gravekeeper's hut, and Shi Shiran walked towards Esther's tombstone with a shovel in his hand, humming a little tune that was often circulated among sailors.

The crow was still standing on the stone stele grooming. When the young man came back, his black eyes showed human distress: "You really want to dig yourself? Why don't you parasitize the gravekeeper?"

The young man bent down so that his eyes were at the same level as the crow, and the smile on his face deepened: "Isn't this your fault? Didn't you notice that there are no wild animals or insects in this cemetery? I I don’t want to cause more trouble, I suspect that if he is parasitized, this place will soon be surrounded by official Extraordinary, how will we dig this person out then?”

The crow scratched the stele with its claws, tilted its head and said nonchalantly, "How do I know? I just called you over. Or when you lift up this coffin board, you will know what you need to know."

Not a single person or bird spoke, and the huge cemetery was very quiet. Not to mention the chirping of birds, you could not even hear the chirping of insects. It was simply a foreign land full of dead silence.

The young man and the crow turned their heads at the same time, looked at the place where Esther's coffin was buried, and said in unison: "This is really interesting."

The young man glanced at the crow in surprise: "Haven't your connection with the main body and us been broken?"

"I'm Amon too, of course I know what Amons will think." The crow hopped twice on the tombstone, "No wonder you didn't parasitize anything, it turns out that you can't do it, it's so ridiculous—"

The young man bent his fingers and flicked the crow away, then he picked up the shovel and began to dig the grave: "You guys who have been robbed of your fate should just shut up, I really don't understand how you got here The Extraordinary characteristics of Sequence Seven."

"It was just an accident."

The crow spread its wings and landed on the tombstone again, watching the young man wield the shovel quietly and expectantly.More and more soil was turned up on the tomb, and it didn't take long for the young man to touch the coffin board below and lift it up.

When he saw the "dead person" inside, the young man couldn't help but whistled, and said with a smile, "This wound is really neat."

The young man threw the coffin board aside and observed curiously.The person lying in the coffin looks young, but for mythical creatures, "age" is the least reliable factor in appearance.His eyes swept over the plain linen skirt of the "dead man", An Ran's face, and silver stream-like hair. To be honest, this color reminded him of the "Mercury Snake" naturally.

"You mentioned her abilities before, so she is actually an angel of the path of destiny? But Ouroreus is already the king of angels, and the traits of wandering outside are in the chairman of the life school. It is impossible for another giant snake to appear .”

The crow didn't reply, it flew to the side of the coffin, coughed violently twice, and vomited out a small ball of silver-white hair.The moment the hair left its body, a circle of white eyes appeared on the crow's right eye. It slammed its beak and stared silently at the "dead" in the coffin.

"Is this something that suppresses your uniqueness? A hair?"

The crow cleverly bypassed all the youth's questions, in order to prevent any possibility of being stereotyped, it directly asked other questions: "Have you noticed? Her body shows no signs of decay at all."

"You haven't answered my question yet. Why, Amon still needs to be on guard against Amon?" But the young man didn't wait for the crow to reply, but knelt down beside the coffin, "But it's really strange, judging from that date, It has been a week since she died, and even if the weather is cold, it is impossible to keep it so alive."

The young man glanced at the silver holy emblem in the coffin, and the smile on his face faded a lot: "The God of the Night? I haven't heard that her god can be preserved. If it wasn't the hands and feet of the Spirit Church, could it be She's trying to..."

"It's far away." Crow gave a hoarse smile, "The abnormality on her body has nothing to do with those boring organizations, it's her own particularity."

The young man picked up the hair that was just spit out by the crow, not caring that it was still stained with gastric juice, and there were some unexplained reflections on his monocle: "Speciality? I think it is the carrier. It is similar to our clone And different, closer to..."

"Container." The crow narrowed his eyes and was slightly excited when he uttered the word.

The young man agreed with this statement, but still raised objections: "But this strength is far less than that of the god's descending vessel. The main body may be suppressed very severely, and it may not even reach the level of the true god. For the angels, it is necessary to create such a suitable vessel. Is it a divine descending vessel? With this time and energy, it is enough to recover from weakness."

"What's more, she's too weak, too weak! If it wasn't for good luck to occupy this Sequence Seven Extraordinary characteristic, she would be a purely incompetent ordinary human being! An existence that uses such insidious means to disguise, how could it be And I will hide in the quilt at night and cry secretly!" As soon as this point was mentioned, the crow shook its head irritably, it was full of resentment for the experience of being trapped, and mercilessly exposed the old background of the person in the coffin .

"Maybe it's not that 'he' is too lucky, but you are too unlucky."

The young man threw down the clump of hair from his hand, and stretched his hand towards Esther's forehead.In his analysis, there is nothing to be recognized there except for a faint light, which made him decide to start from that wound and conduct a close contact investigation.

The white-eyed crow flew to the tombstone and kept a certain distance to stare at this scene. Its raised tail feathers kept shaking with excitement.

Just when the young man's fingers were still two inches away from the forehead of the "corpse", his hand stopped suddenly, and the young man looked back at the crow suspiciously: "They chose me to investigate, won't you be waiting too?" Do you think I am unlucky?"

"How could it be? I sincerely hope that you can understand for me and the other Amon what kind of existence this 'Esther' is." In order to urge the young man to act quickly, Crow even added a sentence, "Well, the main body will definitely think so."

The young man's hands remained in the air for another two seconds, and a bigger smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I should use you to dig the grave."

Then, as if accepting his fate, he used his fingertips to brush away the few strands of hair from Esther's forehead without any hesitation, revealing the wound running through her head underneath.

When the young man's fingers touched the edge of the wound, the accident he expected broke out.

A pale yellow ball of light exploded from his fingertips, instantly expanding into a huge light cocoon that enveloped his entire body.

What made the young man even more horrifying was that his avatar, which was previously parasitic on the nearby microorganisms, was suppressed by the "restart" power of unknown origin in an instant, and was forced to gather back into the body in an instant!

It is simply a natural suppression of parasites.

The lens in front of the young man's right eye lit up uncontrollably, reflecting several times more dazzling rays of light. There were chaotic and mixed light flows in those rays of light. There was no order in them, and they didn't even outline any symbols. of binding power.

As more and more rays of light quickly penetrated the young man's body, he lost control over himself. These lights seemed to not exist in reality, and did not cause any harm to his body, but blurred the young man's figure , turning into oil paint that is continuously compressed and condensed.

In the end, the young man condensed into small dots, tightly locked inside by the shrinking light cocoon, and the overcoat fell directly to the ground.

In a vague buzzing sound, the condensed spot of light shattered and became three, two of which sank into Esther's forehead, and the other was like a spit out fruit core. Randomly thrown on the ground.

The crow who was originally standing on the tombstone let out a hoarse laugh. He almost died of laughter, and his claws could not even grasp it steadily.

The laughing crow finally fell down from the tombstone, but he continued to laugh, and his strangely triumphant cry echoed for a long time in the Raphael Cemetery at midnight, which was particularly creepy.

The question of the title is usually addressed to Esther, but this chapter is specifically addressed to Amon's avatar. (eye move)

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