Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 641: Only a Thought Left

If you want to cover up a secret, everyone will have different choices, such as lies, or another secret.

The sun god fell on this ocean, and the aftermath of the war between gods permanently changed the multiple compositions of this body of water in "reality", "spiritual world" and "symbol" - this is the moment when a tower surrounded by paper was toppled, and the second blasphemous stone tablet was born here, which attracted everyone's attention and buried the most important secret under the ruins.

Zoya was once very confused. The obsession with existence is the instinct of all conscious beings, so she could not understand Dazhibog's choice: there was obviously time to plan a foolproof strategy, at least this time, after knowing what might happen, how could he gamble with death again?

Zoya talked with Dazhibog many times about the past and the future.

But now, Esther could understand what Dazhibog was thinking. He not only cared about the existing world, but also had compassion for the fragments of the past world.

And fate ultimately resolved the possible omissions and changes in Dazhibog's plan, weaving countless pulling forces to twist the deviations of history back to the "right track" so that those who sought death could die peacefully.

The death of a Half-Old One filled with obsession created another barrier in the leakage of the Chaos Sea, preventing the Old World and the New World from destroying each other - even if it was only temporarily.

However, what Esther wanted to find here at this moment was not the obsession left by Dazhibog, and she did not want to disturb that person's sleep.

The black mud surged down, covering the wings that had just grown, and easily tore the weak body of the lark into pieces. The spiders under the lark's feet were even more shattered. If the lark's claws had not closed and locked the spirit body that flew upwards due to its gathering instinct, the believers of the "Goddess of Destiny" who had infiltrated the barrier would have been completely annihilated and merged into the vortex deep in the chaos.

This leaked chaotic sea is a natural protection and guard. It has only a little bit of extraordinary power remaining in its essence, which circulates through it after being torn apart and absorbed, and is used to ease the collapse of the old world and barely maintain the balance.

It is as if it was intentionally symmetrical with the barrier outside the earth. The underground is the filter and the outside of the earth is the sieve. Only the ordinary people living on the continent are unaware of this.

Of course, Skylark's body could not resist the cleansing of the Chaos Sea. Even though Esther could slightly influence the Chaos Sea with the imprint left in the Fallen Dream, she was far from qualified to confront it head-on.

The body that had just been obtained was destroyed again. A soft ball of light lit up from between the broken feathers, wrapping up the unconscious "spider" and doing its best to protect it.

From the very beginning, Esther was not very reassured about the "body" fabricated by Amon. Although she was grateful, Esther was unwilling to endure it - Amon set many restrictions on the newborn Skylark, and it was not until this moment that Esther was completely free from them.

The chaotic sea she perceived was no longer dark, but faint spots of light emerged, allowing outsiders who had lost their forms to swim to a way out.

This did not take Esther much time. Everything changed in an instant, from her body being shattered to her merging into the abyss of extraordinary power along the turning point of "fate".

Then, like a sharp arrow, it pierced through the soft cloth lightly, passed through the barrier between reality and spirituality, and the chaotic colors dissipated from the surroundings, leaving only an empty white.

Pure and peaceful, even Esther, who was just a spirit left, felt endless sleepiness. The single white color here was simple and pure, not as dazzling as the snowy scene, but it made the colored light balls look out of place.

Esther quietly observed her surroundings, and just by sinking forward slightly, she awakened the source of the white color, and felt a creepy feeling of being watched. The "sights" that were also observing Esther pressed down from all directions, compressing the brightness and volume of the light ball.

The symbol woven from countless lines and graphics was constantly squeezed out as the light ball retreated, and the extraordinary power was lost along with it - and then after an invisible touch, it gathered again into a point of light and flew back.

Even if it was just this innocent observation, inviting the other person to notice her existence, it was quite painful for Esther. The inflated fear and reason pushed against each other, and she was unable to move for a while, and even a rare feeling of regret emerged in her heart.

The consciousness that filled the entire space became active because it noticed Esther. A faint light emerged from the white, and darkness shuttled between the lights, spreading like ink and turning into deep and profound shadows.

If you observe carefully, you will find that those flying rays of light are actually constantly moving and rotating spots of light. When they gather together, they stack into a large disc-like ring.

Esther heard the shadows flying across the sea of ​​stars speaking, asking her why she was here.

The ball of light flickered slowly, and several shadows that flew out of it suddenly shattered. While Esther was conveying her prayers, she was also working harder to gather her spirit body, otherwise the group of separated Beyonder characteristics would be in trouble.

The shadow in the sea of ​​stars became clearer and clearer, and it was constantly beating like a silently beating heart - but this heart was so huge that it enveloped all the galaxies - or perhaps those endless galaxies were His cells, His tissues, His flesh and blood.

The birth of the world came from His sleep, and the world greeted His morning with destruction.

The fear that prevented Esther from thinking and acting seemed to be suddenly pulled out of her consciousness, which made Esther feel relieved immediately. However, the lack of fear also made her numb. When the shadow almost swallowed the ball of light whole, she stayed there too calmly.

Heavy and slow, this was just a defect brought by sleeping. He uttered some words while sleepwalking, blasted a spiral nebula, and then the phantom carrying the universe gradually sank, and the surroundings returned to the original blankness.

He never wanted his sleep to be disturbed, because only in dreams could the world be colorful and constantly changing. The current state of the world made him very satisfied, because it had been destroyed and reborn. This strange world made him feel satisfied and indulged in that drowsy sleepwalking.

The creature's request seemed rather uninteresting, so Esther was dismissed so casually.

Of course, maintaining the balance between the old and new worlds was a price she had already paid, and it was also her responsibility in the future—a responsibility she could not get rid of. Esther stood on the ground again with her own legs, not bird claws, but human feet. She exhaled slowly, adjusting to her lungs that seemed to be filled with water, and then she felt a blockage in her chest again.

It took Esther a while to vomit the mucus and lumps out of her throat. The bright red blockage did not float away, but stayed in front of her, quickly losing its color and shape and dispersing into the pure white surroundings.

However, Esther reached out her hand instinctively and grabbed something. She did not look closely, but traced back to the moved exit as quickly as possible and left here through the gap in the dream.

It would be impolite to stay any longer, and Esther had no intention of challenging the patience of the master of the dream.

Even if the other party is still asleep, crawling between the whole world, having such a half-awake dream.

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The spiritual world is the palace above all spirits.

The turbulence just now caused the gray fog surrounding the long table to roll. Klein hurried back here and looked around several times, but he still couldn't find the source of the turbulence.

The door deep in the gray fog was still as quiet as usual. Klein had already learned from Norns about the threat behind the door - that was the real "Lord of Mysteries". As for the "Merlin Hermes" wandering outside, he could only be an incarnation that moved around with the help of extraordinary characteristics.

There was no news from the divination, and all that was left in the dream divination was a blank sheet of paper.

After telling the result of his divination, Skylark, who was marching in circles on the long bronze table, stopped and nodded at Klein: "It seems that this is not a problem we need to worry about - it has nothing to do with this place."

"Could it be related to that incarnation? He stayed in the God-forsaken Land before..."

"Then you will definitely see His image, rather than gaining nothing." Skylark changed the pronouns used by Klein and paused before continuing, "The condition of 'unobservable' itself is a clue."

Klein tapped his fingers on the long table. He was thinking about the situation behind the door and what Norns had told him. The "mystery" was seeking a plan to revive in the new world.

Skylark jumped over, tilted its head and pecked Klein's finger, interrupting his thoughts.

"I know you want to persuade me not to look for the obvious answer. The turbulent power comes from a higher level of influence..."

If it is not "mysterious", then apart from "the beginning", there are not many existences that can make the old days full of fear. He has the corresponding spiritual intuition, and he is not the only one who is puzzled by this.

If Klein could capture the chaotic information flows in the spiritual world, he would know that a strong sense of unease was spreading everywhere.

As Klein kneaded the bird's head, Norns' voice came out from between his fingers again: "He has already established his anchor first. You must advance to Sequence 2 as soon as possible to disrupt His plan to steal the anchor first..."

Klein seemed very calm and not anxious at all. "Similarly, I can also take back the anchor He has set up. He has no way to do this because the direction of faith is vague. That's why His attitude is so strange. He doesn't even want to distinguish himself from me. If the distinction is too clear, He will be destroyed like the old world."

"After all, His consciousness is mixed together - I don't know what He is."

Klein's eyes were firm. He was thinking about Bayam, the new resident who would move in soon, and the future of this dispute. "I can no longer do anything about it, but the tragedy of Li Xing should not happen again. As for the others..."

"They will only bring trouble. I suggest you use them as fodder for the 'secret' and make Him fall into the dilemma of confusing himself further."

Although Skylark's voice was gentle when he offered advice, no matter how Klein listened, it felt like the original cold, inorganic tone was crawling into his ears.

"You can put them on the scale, but I can't... I can't do it."

Klein laughed at himself. While he was laughing at this weakness, he was thinking about the people he knew well.

"In fact, Esther has helped me win back many people, which proves that—"

Klein didn't finish his thought, but Norns knew what he wanted to say.

The fate of the old world can still be changed.

Another revelation! The more revelation, the better.