Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 136 The Shadow of Fate

"Even if you didn't shout, I would have been here."

Another crow suddenly appeared beside Xiao Qi, looking down side by side with it, shaking its tail with interest, very excited, and the white-haired eye circle on the right eye is very conspicuous.

Xiao Qi's heart sank, and he suddenly spread his wings and flew towards the light curtain in the sky, but in the next moment, it was already pinched in his left hand by the young man with black hair and black robe.

"No wonder the main body must come from Sequence Two after aggregation," the young man squeezed the monocle under the curly hair with his free right hand, and several reflections flashed on the crystal lens, his frown gradually loosened, " It's really strictly guarding against death, 'Zoya' has even taken into account the point of instigating the clone."

Xiao Qi didn't even struggle with any more effort, it just looked at the clone quietly, without any emotional fluctuations in its dark eyes.

"Tell me, if you're not Amon, who else are you?"

The young man increased the strength he exerted on his hands, and the brim of the pointed soft hat cast a shadow on his face. Because of the floating light streams in the sky, the shadows on his eyebrows were also gently swaying.

The crow coughed lightly, and his voice was full of laughter: "Guess?"

The young man grabbed the crow with his right hand, and a Time Worm flew out of it, writhing continuously but unable to control itself, and was forced to fall into the young man's palm.

"It's rare for the main body to be magnanimous and let go of a lot of permissions."

The crow's lifeless body was thrown into the distance. The young man smiled and clenched his fists. When he opened his palm again, the Worm of Time had been absorbed and recovered, and all its memories were merged into the young man's body. in mind.

A few streaks of light flashed across the young man's monocle again, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Little Five? Little Seven? Interesting. Anyway, Little Seven is Amon, so you wouldn't mind Amon being Little Seven, would you?"

After all, "you" no longer exists.

The figure of the black-haired youth twisted and changed, and a black crow with white eye circles swooped down from the sky, pounced on the desperate witch who was hesitating.

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"Desperate Nightingale" Panatia is quite annoyed. The disaster she planned in the East District has been disrupted. Although there are still some dead residents, the highly toxic smog in the dock area and factory area is constantly feeding her despair back. The potion digestion progress, but this is many times smaller than the disaster she expected!
Panatia should have used this opportunity to flee to the pier and leave in the chaos, but she happened to bump into this person—this Extraordinary who disrupted her plan!
Panatia couldn't feel how powerful she was, and her spiritual intuition didn't give any premonition of danger. Even when Panatia wanted to kill an old man on the street, the flickering light spot on his forehead was inexplicably conveyed. There was a sense of panic, but there was no such threat in this woman.

This made Panatia suspect that the woman just borrowed the power of other people. She desperately wanted to destroy this woman and torture her to vent her anger. She could definitely believe that the light that was flying in the sky was the good deed of this young woman in front of her!
She wasn't supposed to be so reckless in the first place, but there seemed to be something hidden in that woman, which made Pannatia feel familiar and disgusted at the same time, which disturbed her rationality.

Esther would not know that the reason she bumped into this woman head-on was because in her satchel, there was a flip mirror covered in black silk and possessed by remnants of evil spirits.

Occasionally, the victim and the murderer meet again in this way without knowing each other.

After Pannatia controlled Esther with silk threads, she didn't kill her immediately. It was precisely because of the blood droplets dripping from the blood hole in Esther's palm, as they gathered more and more, Pan Nadia felt uneasy for no reason.

She even found herself distracted for a moment, which was extremely unreasonable.

This kind of vigilance became more and more serious, so she froze in her movements, instead of directly killing the woman who disturbed her plan, but raised her own vigilance, and more and more silk threads tightened on Esther's body. Her throat tightened.

"Is there something wrong with your blood? Or...you have something wrong with you?" Panatia moved her heart to take this strange woman away. She shook her hands, and a few drops of blood were picked up by invisible silk coils and fell to the ground. Swirling in her palm, she took the empty conical vial into her bosom.

Pannatia intends to use it as a curse medium. Even if Esther is capable, it is impossible to escape from her palm. If it is not because of frost condensation that was stolen, Pannatia does not need to be so troublesome.

Esther raised her head up and looked at the stretching light curtain. It had begun to dissipate and fade, leaving only a few holes in the gray haze, which brought the long-lost sunshine to the east.

Maybe that's all I can do, I've already done it.

I'm so tired, if I just return to that river like this, there seems to be nothing wrong...

As Esther thought this way, her strength became weaker and weaker.

However, there was a black shadow blocking the sunlight, and the black wings leaped into Esther's line of sight, causing her gradually dazed pupils to suddenly dilate.

It was a crow that spread its wings and fell.

"...Xiaoqi?"

why it didn't go!

Esther had a strong desire to survive for no reason. She reluctantly closed her palms slightly, and a faint light instantly appeared in her palms, spreading along the line of blood dripping before.

There was a buzzing sound, and the blood dripping on the ground condensed by itself, converging into a Mobius ring connected end to end, and all the invisible threads bound on Esther's body began to retreat, retracting along the stretching trajectory.

At the same time, as the crow flew down, the warning sign in Panatia's heart was suddenly raised to the limit.

Her figure suddenly disappeared in a flash, a wooden stick was at the place where she was standing, and it kept approaching Esther's direction because of the radiant blood marks at Esther's feet, and it swung around her. It was every step Pannatia took when she looked at Esther just now.

Panatia herself appeared a few meters away. Just as she was about to continue to distance herself and escape completely, there was only a blank in her mind, and all thoughts and ideas disappeared.

The scene around Esther collapsed strangely, as if someone knocked over the paint bucket and then erased the mixed color block in an instant, leaving a weird puncture point, which made the narrow time retrospective burst instantly. But the invisible threads that entangled her had all disappeared.

Esther's left palm was still entwined with a little black air, centered on the bleeding hole, blood vessels eroded by the curse spread like black silk on her left hand, like an entangled spider web tattoo.

Because of the injury and severe pain, she could only hold her uncontrollable left hand. The dagger had long since fallen aside. Although Esther's right hand was covered with strangulation marks and bloody mouths, at least it would not hinder the time of stealing. The act of grasping.

The black crow with white eye circles landed on top of Esther's head, grasping her silver hair unceremoniously, with a smile in her hoarse voice: "You are so weak, what about the momentum that moved fate just now? You won't take it until you die. come out?"

"The consumption is too great, I want to..."

While taking a deep breath, Esther continued to stare vigilantly at the opposite lady with straight eyes and a motionless body, and slowly backed away.

The crow pecked at the top of her head with considerable force: "Why don't you eat the fate of everyone here? Didn't you just complete the 'resonance' process?"

"Then what I did before is meaningless!"

Esther's right hand suddenly condensed a spear of frost. She held the body of the gun, twisted her body and used her strength to take a step forward, and threw it fiercely at the woman opposite.

A hand emerged from the air, grabbed and flung it, and the ice gun fell to the ground. With the crisp sound of breaking, it powerlessly turned into two pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the young man gradually appeared. He was wearing a pointed wizard hat on his head and a black classical robe of the same color. The curly hair hanging on his forehead and the half-closed eyes with a smile were also the same color.

This thin-cheeked young man, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to straighten the monocle on his right eye.

Esther's right eyebrow suddenly throbbed violently, which made her uncontrollably close her right eye, and her left eye stared at the young man who broke in suddenly.

Did he come to help the woman across the way?he--

The white-eyed crow standing above Esther's head suddenly whispered, reminding her: "Be careful, it's Amon."

Amon?That time angel of the Amon family! ?

The young man on the opposite side tilted his head and looked at Esther with curious eyes, completely ignoring the witch whose body was no longer under his control.

The young man's smile deepened, his voice was clear and cheerful, and he seemed to have endless little pleasures: "Thief? Isn't this a coincidence? What are you trying to do by abducting my clone?"

Then he put one arm around his body, supported the elbow of the other hand, and put his finger in front of his lips: "Or, are you an old acquaintance of mine?"

His smile was brilliant, but it made Esther's hair stand on end with a sense of horror, and the extremely dangerous feedback was constantly sent to her in the back of her mind.

Gotta run, gotta run away!

As soon as Esther lifted her foot and took a step back, the young man grasped her hand, and she had already stepped forward two meters, and the distance that was originally a few meters was shortened by a quarter in an instant.

How on earth did he do it?What did he steal! ?

"It's nothing," the young man replied with a smile, "it's just a little distance."

The young man opened and closed his palms again, and Esther felt a lightness on her neck, and her "obsessive-compulsive bow tie" had already appeared in the opponent's hand.

Before she even had time to restrict "theft is prohibited here", the other party had already seen her plan.

The young man couldn't help but feel amused, Esther's thoughts were almost all written on her face, it was hard to imagine that "Zoya" had such a naive and dull character behind her, and she didn't know how she would "defraud" others. What is it like, I am afraid that she is the only one who was cheated by others?

The white-eyed crow, who was also smiling, suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, his black eyes revealing a chill.

The young man followed suit, and Esther seized the gap, and while quickly backing away, she also glanced in the direction of the young man's gaze.

Not far above the heads of several people, a figure wrapped in a dark robe was standing quietly in the air, the hood blocked all the faces of the coming person, and the shadow that fell was like a veil, covering the hazy and delicate figure face.

This mysterious person who suddenly appeared should be a woman. The robe on her body outlined soft curves, and a pair of dull and lifeless eyes were vaguely revealed on her face. The darkness was like a deep ravine, and she was casting her gaze here.

The figure of the young man on the opposite side was being erased by the invisible blackboard eraser, the smile on his face faded a lot, but he showed no concern, even though his body was quickly disappearing into the air:

"It's really boring."

The lady whose frost ability was stolen by Esther still didn't move, but her eyes showed even more fearful panic, and her body was quickly erased.

Esther heard the hoarse voice of a crow above her head:

"It's boring."

Then Esther's eyes blurred, and all the scenes were changing at the speed of light, leaving her with only a sense of dazed dizziness.

The mysterious man with a sluggish face looked at the empty street below. After a second of silence, the figure disappeared again, as if he had never appeared here before.

He has to go to the next place.

(End of this chapter)