Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 639 The Land of the Fallen
“Is this necessary?”

The skylark squatting on the brim of his hat shook his head, looking very experienced: "If you want to release the little guy you caught, of course you have to provide it with a suitable environment. It's like putting a new mouse into an incubator with a complex environment, making it confused temporarily..."

The corners of Amon's black robe fluttered in the wind. He stood on a piece of moss-covered sampan debris. The golden waves pushed past again and again, but did not wash away the intruder from the nearby sea. Instead, they cast more shadows on his face.

The gold in the waves spread out, as if a dozen broken scrolls were unraveled, and memories that should have been forgotten long ago kept emerging from them. Unfortunately, the memory of mythical creatures is quite special, especially the Angel Kings, who cannot measure time with ordinary people's lives. Their memories are engraved too clearly by the Beyonder characteristics, so they can't even truly "forget".

Skylark muttered to the wind: "Then she thought she was safe, and we could deal with it at will. However, stripping it of its extraordinary properties will probably be a very painful process..."

Amon pulled up the brim of his hat that was lowered by the bird's claws, revealing a face that was no longer smiling as usual: "Not necessarily. I think you proposed to come here because you have other goals."

Yun Que laughed softly to cover up the barely perceptible uneasiness in his voice: "You know this again?"

Amon then smiled again: "Don't rush to deny it. To quote your words, I can also feel a kind of 'guidance of fate'."

Yun Que's laughter was much more sincere this time. His pointed claws gently scratched the edge of his pointed hat, looking like he really wanted to pull out a few threads. "Why don't you be honest and say that you deduced it from other situations."

Amon nodded. "If you just need a 'gap' between dreams and reality, then many places meet this requirement, including the spirit world."

"The spirit world is no longer safe for me. Don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

Esther knew that Amon was still testing her through details, trying to find out whether she had any remaining power and how much connection she still had with Sefirah Castle - including trying to touch her bottom line until Esther agreed to give in.

But Esther indirectly acknowledged Amon's guess that this sea area where the sun fell was special, and she certainly wanted to use this place to do something extra.

Esther didn't intend to communicate this to Amon because she doubted whether the crow was willing to accompany her on the adventure.

Oh, he must be unwilling. He would not want to be dragged down by me, let alone approach such a dangerous hidden danger, Esther sighed silently in her heart.

Amon nodded his monocle, as if he knew that Esther had begun to think aimlessly. Of course, Amon also ignored the doubt in Esther's words. When he turned his wrist again, there was a crystal in Amon's hand. The glittering crystal instantly made Yun Que lower his head and stare at the creature inside.

"You look surprised? Haven't you seen it?"

Yun Que became even more distracted, staring straight at the spider monster that was trapped in the multi-faceted crystal like a specimen. It was not until several seconds had passed that Esther remembered to answer Amon's question:
"It's very wrong. This is the form. The sense of the Beyonder characteristics is correct, but it looks - looks very barbaric."

Amon thought for a moment, "So those bees that look like stuffed dolls..."

"Rude! Rude!" Skylark shouted angrily, flapping his wings continuously, almost blowing Amon's hat off and jumping out.

"I'm just telling the truth." Amon no longer cared about the bird's "offense" over trivial matters. He just turned the specimen-like prisoner in his hand and deliberately shook it in front of the skylark. "What do you think about this situation?"

"My destiny has been split. My original form has completely disappeared. I'm afraid it has completely split into two paths. This is also..."

Esther paused for two seconds. Even though she tried to calm herself down, she still sounded very disappointed. "This also means that 'I' will never be able to return to wholeness."

The source essence that has been completely differentiated into different paths is like two trees that have grown strong on their own. If they want to restore themselves as one, it will take a longer time for them to fight each other until the other side is destroyed - rather than accepted.

Sefirah Castle and the Key of Light only provided the possibility of attachment, not the true belonging of this consciousness. Esther's feathers gradually drooped down. For the first time, she saw the road ahead so clearly. Apart from the endless river of fate, she really had nowhere to go.

However, Skylark didn't remain depressed for long. After a light turn, Esther quickly became optimistic again: "But think on the bright side. The 'me' outside the barrier can't pose much of a threat to us. This is good news!"

"Then let's deal with this little guy and tell our father the good news...I mean, tell Adam."

Esther could hear the depression and annoyance behind Amon's words and laughed, but was quickly slapped in the face.

Amon's blow was very light, but for the now light-headed Skylark, the deterrent effect of this blow was as strong as a slap in the face - it was also quite insulting, because Esther didn't see Amon make any move at all, and she had lost most of her extraordinary power and could only shut her mouth for the time being.

The new body had no extraordinary characteristics and was so weak that Esther was helpless. The only best way of revenge she could think of was...

Very good, she would go and tell Adam in person about Amon’s troubles during this period later.

Amon had no idea what bad ideas Esther was planning in her mind, he just raised his eyes and looked at the sea in front of him again, as if he wanted to look back at the era that was no longer recorded in books.

Yun Que was silent for a long time, until he felt that his mouth would not be destroyed for the time being, he spoke again: "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing."

Skylark jumped up and down and called, "No, I can see that you are not very happy."

Before Yun Que stepped on the hat again, Amon grabbed it with his free left hand and said with a smile: "Because you always step on my hat, I am very angry."

Since Amon didn't want to talk, Esther didn't ask. After all, she was now under the control of the other party. Even if she wanted to poke Amon's sore spot, she had to consider the strength comparison between the two sides.

It's just that she was able to notice Amon's abnormal emotions. Perhaps it was her past as "Zoya" that allowed Esther to retain such subtle intuition and discover a little truth beneath the lies after losing the power to spy on fate.

Amon didn't like the look the lark gave him: "That's weird, are you feeling sorry for me?"

Yun Que shook his head fiercely: "...No, nothing."

Amon pinched the bird in his hand with a little confusion, until the skylark, who had endured the pain to the limit, let out a faint sound, and then he loosened his grip slightly: "It is you who should be pitied."

This statement could not even be called ironic. It was merely stating the facts in Amon's cognition. Life without extraordinary characteristics was always fragile. If "He" exerted a little more strength, this skylark would no longer be able to chirp and murmur.

Amon finally let go of his hand, the confusion on his face still not gone: "I thought you would struggle hard... at least be very angry."

Esther pretended to cough twice, but Amon's force was a bit too strong. Skylark breathed hard again, moving his slender claws to calm the discomfort caused by the pain.

Esther paused for a few seconds, considering what she was going to say: "Because what you said is the truth, and it is what you really think - but I know you will also be sad, and I guess emotions are more alienated to you."

"You guessed it," Amon curled his lips in disdain and exerted force on the crystal in his right hand. "What about you? You seem to have a lot of problems."

"I also know that it's not me you're waiting for. It's the Zoya you're most familiar with that you hope will be reborn from the egg and anchor."

The sound of the waves covered up the flow of time and also covered up someone's unanswered silence. The darkness here did not emerge for a long time, only the space reflected the light of the golden sea of ​​blood, as if waiting for something.

However, this did not match the expected timing, so Amon had to let go of the crystal again, hold it in front of the lark and turn it, and look at the planned prey to be eaten with Esther.

Amon did not feel it was a pity to give this extraordinary creature to Esther. He believed that the benefits given to Esther could be found somewhere - there were always inexplicable rules in the paths related to fate. The benefits obtained must be returned in some way, so as not to owe "fate".

At least, that's what Zoya thought, but with Esther, Amon felt that his deception was much more useful to her.

Skylark opened his mouth and nibbled at Crystal twice: "This design is not bad, but the folding method is a bit different from the idea in the barrier."

“A friend gave it to me. He loves exploring all kinds of things.”

Yun Que did not ask any further questions. He stood on Amon's half-raised wrist, shook his wings, and turned his head to look at the wreckage of the ship outside: "We don't have to wait for the night to fall. Let's just let this little guy out."

The spider inside was motionless like a dead object, as if it could vaguely sense the close scrutiny from the outside world. It crawled back and forth in the closed space that reflected the false mirror, and finally stopped sleepily in place, tightly folding its limbs around it.

Amon had no objection. After all, this was not His small snack. "Are dreams at night not necessary? I thought you wanted to use the residual influence of 'Night'."

Skylark winked slyly, and Amon could almost see the playful smile under the down feathers: "That's what I thought at first, but there are more dreams here than just at night."

Amon stuffed the crystal into the skylark's open mouth and watched the bird hold it with some difficulty:

"Not only at night..."

There is also the dream of the sun here.

When the skylark spread its wings, Amon couldn't help but whisper, "Wouldn't that be dangerous?"

Skylark's mouth was still blocked, so Esther just let out a light laugh.

I still missed yesterday's update. Damn it...

Well, wishing everyone a Happy April Fool's Day after April Fool's Day is a kind of April Fool's Day fun (guilty conscience)
This book should have been completed half a year ago with normal updates. Do you have any idea about the author?