Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

After the "Future" encountered a milk production mutation and encountered a huge splicing monster, the crisis continued. Klein had no choice but to board the "Black Tulip" to single out "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell.

In the end, after Anderson also joined this life-and-death battle, Ludwell opened a bronze door and drove the "Black Tulip" out of this sea area.

The situation finally calmed down. When Klein returned to the room, he found that Lark was still lying peacefully in the cage, not even moving a bit, and was still in a deep sleep.

Klein sighed.

I hope that Esther will not encounter any danger in her dream. When the next night falls and everyone’s dreams are connected, maybe I still hope to meet her, communicate with her, and ask her what state she is in now...

Hope she's ok.

-

Esther was really okay, but she was at a loss for where she was.

She stood on a raft on the sea, and the blue waves kept pushing the raft around. The owner of the raft had soft facial features completely different from Ruen's, and was more similar to the "Oriental" in Esther's memory.

But this young girl who was constantly paddling the raft had slender pointed ears, and her long black shaggy hair was tied into a low ponytail with kelp and hung down her head.Her kind black eyes were innocent and soft, with a sweetness peculiar to youth.

She was wearing a brown-black fishskin hunting suit and trousers, with a quiver and a longbow on her back.

Esther immediately connected the girl's appearance with the legendary history.

The young elf put down the long oar in his hand, squatted in front of the skylark that suddenly appeared, and looked at the little bird in amazement.

"Hello." Esther said softly, speaking in Elvish.

The elf girl was very courageous, and when she laughed, her voice was crisp: "Hi, I didn't expect there to be birds here, and you can even talk! This is really strange."

This elf looks lively and cheerful.

The most intuitive feeling she gave Esther was that she didn't belong here.

No matter where it is, it should not appear in the dream of this strange sea area, which is the most abnormal in itself.

Esther raised her head and carefully observed all the expressions on the girl's face, but she didn't notice anything unusual, so Skylark had no choice but to say, "I'm Norns, what about you?"

"I am..." Although the elf's thin lips were opening and closing, no sound came out, "but my family and friends like to call me Kelp."

Such an abnormal situation, on the contrary, made the suspicion in Esther's heart come true:

"Why do they call you that?"

The elf pointed at himself with a smile: "Because I don't like spices that much, but I really like the taste of cooking seaweed soup."

Then she raised her hand again and pointed to the other side of the raft: "I'm cooking seaweed soup, do you want it?"

Esther looked over, and there was indeed a stone bowl the size of a washbasin, but there was no fire underneath, only bursts of hot air continuously gushing from above.

What was not there at the last moment will appear naturally because it is mentioned the next moment.The stone bowl seemed to have no weight, otherwise, given its size, it would have been pressed against the corner of the small raft, and this crude raft would have capsized long ago.

"I don't know, I've never eaten kelp."

What a clumsy lie!However, the elves don't know Esther. In a place where logic is not needed, a "swindler" who can control dreams can't easily win someone who can be trusted and communicated.

But Esther was also careful. She didn't ask for more information about the "kelp" itself. The elf's real name was not in the dream.

Esther had a guess that "Kelp" might have lost herself a long time ago, so her dream was so simple and empty:

The unnatural and sourceless sunlight, the vast but whitish blue sky and ocean, and this tiny raft.

Esther noticed that there were no traces of any biological activity underwater, and the white waves splashed by the side of the raft, but none of them touched it.

The elf's smile was sincere and enthusiastic: "Come and try? I haven't communicated with other creatures for a long time! Oh, although you are not an elf, you are just a bird."

Esther did not firmly refuse, but flew to the side of the stone bowl, and she circled above it twice. Only when she passed through the steaming heat, could she smell the strong salty smell, and it disappeared once she got out of range.

Esther did not land on the edge of the stone bowl, but fell back onto the bamboo raft.

The elf naturally picked up a stone bowl and a wooden spoon with a long handle and deep bottom, and began to fill the pot with kelp soup.

Esther glanced at the strips of kelp that the elves used to tie their hair, full of doubts about the source of the soup.

Steam began to rise from the stone bowl, and the elf placed it in front of Skylark, his eyes full of anticipation: "Do you want to try it?"

Esther looked down into the bowl, the soup was half muddy, with a layer of reddish oil on the edge, and the black strands floating in it were definitely not kelp, but rather resembled the long, loose black hair of an elf.

Esther looked up at the elf again with a dull expression.

The elf with the appearance of a girl didn't seem to notice it at all. Seeing Hibari staring at her suspiciously, the smile on her face gradually faded:

"Don't you like it? That's okay, but this is the only thing I can entertain you. In my ethnic group, you must show sincerity to entertain the guests you meet for the first time, and express your most sincere kindness. To share with each other their favorite food.

"If the other party accepts, it means that this kindness has been sent, and the two parties can be true friends. Would you like to stay and be my friend? It's really lonely to stay here alone."

The elf pushed the bowl of soup towards Skylark again, but the expression on his face became more and more gloomy, even pleading.

Esther chuckled, but there was no smile in Yunque's eyes: "Then can you tell me, what is in this soup?"

"It's kelp, of course it smells like..."

The elf still spoke the unvoiced name.

Skylark took two steps back, avoiding the delicious heat from the bowl of soup: "You can keep it for yourself."

The elf was full of disappointment, and picked up the bowl of soup by himself: "Well... maybe your taste will not be worse than the things in this bowl."

Skylark watched her indifferently.

The elf poured down all the hot soup in the bowl, and when the elf moved the bowl away, her pink lips had turned bright red, and a tangled strand of hair was biting between her teeth.

Esther's voice was very gentle: "Do you remember who you are? What did you cook?"

An oar was pulled down violently, trying to smash this petite bird into a pulp.

But the skylark had already appeared in mid-air, and the elf swung the paddle with astonishing force, the raft was smashed through in an instant, its two ends were raised high, and it quickly sank.

The stone bowl was blown away, and all the hot soup inside was splashed on the elf's body. She turned red all over, and blisters quickly swelled.

Screaming in agony, the elf lay tearfully on the fragments of the raft, trying to reach out towards the sky.

"Help me! Please, help me—"

Skylark looked down without any fluctuations in his eyes, and Esther felt sad for the elves below:

"If this is your wish, all I can do is wake you up from your dream."

The elf suddenly widened her eyes, and scales continued to grow from her mouth, spreading to the entire face.She stopped struggling and let go of the piece of wood floating on the water, allowing her body to sink directly below the surface of the sea.

Esther felt something in her heart, and there was a wave of turmoil around her.

A tyrannical force rose from below, and the thick white lightning surged out of the sea like tentacles one after another.

However, what was crushed by them was only a phantom that dissipated between the black doors.

The sea was churning, and thunder and lightning blew away the last fragments of the little raft.

Losing the false self constructed by the surviving soul, the entire dreamland turbulently roared in madness, and quickly annihilated.

-

"Future" is still going deep into the ruins.

Anderson walked to the side of the ship, stood beside Gehrman Sparrow, and pointed to a group of underwater buildings in front of him: "Cross this ruins, turn left and drive for about ten nautical miles, there is a chance to meet a mermaid. "

Klein let out a "hmm", didn't look at Anderson, and looked ahead expressionlessly.

Anderson was very persistent in finding a topic for chatting: "So what about the bird you raised? It's been several hours, why haven't I seen you take it out for a walk?"

Klein suddenly felt that it was not without reason that Anderson would be unlucky. Every time he spoke, he could successfully "attract" the attention of others.

Klein had to admit that Esther's evaluation was very pertinent, "Unfortunately".

Fortunately, Klein didn't have to react to Anderson's question, because the sky was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

When night fell, everyone had to go back to their rooms to sleep immediately. Cattleya's voice broadcast had spread throughout the "Future", reminding everyone to fall asleep as soon as possible.

So Klein glanced at Anderson indifferently, quickly returned to his room, and lay down on the bed.

Soon, Klein woke up from the dream, and found that the place he entered this time was the same as the place he left last time.

The dim sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows provided plenty of light for this library, and the tall bookshelves were filled with various classics.

Klein walked past a neat row of long tables, and stood in front of the bookshelves he had browsed last time. Apart from the books he had read last time, he noticed a book with the cover titled "Roselle's Notes 3".

Just as Klein pretended not to care, and reached out to pick up the book he read last time, an inexplicable hum sounded in the library.

Klein immediately turned around vigilantly and pulled out the revolver under his arm. He was still impressed by the encounter with Leo Master's dual personality before, so he also maintained extremely high vigilance in the dream world.

The next moment, cracks appeared on the smooth floor-to-ceiling windows.

Klein could see clearly that the place where the cracks really spread was in the air, not the windows.

Ripples appeared in the spider web-like trace, and a small bird flew out of it.

Judging by its flustered appearance, it was obvious that it had just escaped from some kind of entanglement.

Lark's body was still covered with black silt, but after entering this library, those black traces gradually evaporated into smoke and quickly dissipated in the air.

Skylark turned his head and stared at Klein, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and half-height silk politely, with the same vigilance.

The scene was deadlocked for a while.