Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang.

Esther didn't dare to relax, she still remembered seeing Leonard in the Church of Evernight, he was even wearing red gloves - that was the elite squad within the Nighthawks, responsible for reinforcing other Nighthawks squads or carrying out the most dangerous, The most urgent task, Leonard must have been promoted now, I don't know what sequence it is...

Esther didn't brush away the random thoughts in her mind, she was trying to divert her attention with these trivial things.She didn't dare to recall what happened just now, for fear of arousing the will of existence in her mind again, and becoming a puppet without self again.

Exhausted, she walked into the steam subway station and sat until the south of the bridge.

Finding a cafe, Esther didn't care what the food was, she just asked the waiter to bring it up as quickly as possible.

The hunger in her body became intense again, as if a fire was burning her stomach inside.

Esther even looked at Xiao Qi many times, but she barely suppressed this desire, only leaving Xiao Qi with a little surprise.If it weren't for being far away from Esther, it would also be easy to be targeted by an existence, and Xiaoqi would have flown away directly, and Esther looked at it with quite scary eyes.

After eating far more food than she could eat, Esther put down the fork the moment she felt the restlessness in her body subside, and the waiter had already looked at her in surprise several times.Esther can now realize that this kind of eating is not a simple "appetite", but more like a compensatory behavior, making up for the excessive consumption of her body.

So the way I can really get replenished quickly is to devour the Extraordinary characteristics of the same sequence?
Esther thought about it, and after paying for the lunch, which was close to one gold pound, she walked out of the cafe helplessly.

If I knew I would eat so much, I might as well choose a cheaper restaurant!
"Are you calm down?" Xiaoqi whispered to Esther, biting her ear.

"Well... it should be, at least I don't want to eat you anymore."

After such a long time, why does it seem to be reduced to reserve food again...

Of course Esther couldn't hear Xiao Qi's muttering in her heart. Esther touched the skin on her face, and there was no strange feeling, but the half-face mask had indeed become a part of her. As long as she wanted, the mask can emerge at any time.

"I feel like I'm really not a human being, and I'm getting weirder and weirder."

Xiao Qi tilted his head and scratched Esther's shoulder with his claws: "Is it possible that you are not?"

"Xiao Qi, if you are no longer the clone of your Patriarch, no longer Xiao Qi, or even a worm of time—what should you be?"

Xiao Qi was silent for several seconds, then nodded: "I understand what you are thinking, your self-awareness has shifted."

"I can't find someone to help me take a look..."

"There is no way, after all, the 'psychiatrist' you just offended, behind him is the best 'psychiatrist' in the world. I think if ordinary people show you this kind of problem..."

Esther nodded her forehead: "Bang, it's gone. Is that what you mean?"

"It seems that you are very clear in your heart."

Esther's joke was too cold, and it was closer to describing the possible facts, which made Xiao Qi not interested in continuing to talk about this topic.

-

Leonard received the mission early this morning, so he went to the East District to confirm the news that some underground sects were secretly preaching. When he was asking about the situation in several local Churches of the Night and the Nighthawks, the feeling that caused confusion and confusion among everyone The strange fluctuation of dislocation broke out.

He almost lost the awareness of his own existence, and was called by the endless gentle light, and he clearly saw that he was walking along a pilgrimage-like invisible light path, stepping numbly towards the only existence in the world, full of echoes, resonances, The instinct to connect.

Then Leonard vaguely sensed another phantom clinging to his "self"—it was composed of some kind of worm with twelve links, and it was entangled tightly around his body, preventing him from being attracted.

This made Leonard shudder violently, recovering from such an illusory induction, and heard the old man yelling frantically in his head: "Wake up! Don't be attracted anymore! Your fate is being assimilated ! Will be devoured by him!"

"I'm awake!" Leonard immediately turned his head to look at the captain and members of the Eastern Nighthawks team, and found that the others were standing stiffly in place, maintaining the posture of following him just now, but motionless. The expression on his face was serene and gentle, "Are they all right!?"

"How could it be all right!? Even if the source of that power is not malicious, this kind of spontaneous reaction of gathering fate cannot be completely isolated by him!"

"Old man, what can you do?" Leonard's expression darkened immediately, he couldn't just watch these colleagues get into trouble, "Anything is fine!"

"I'm afraid I'll have to lend you your body."

"Everything is fine! Please—"

Before Leonard finished speaking, two translucent time worms with twelve links each emerged from his eyes. Leonard lost control of his body. Open your right hand and hold it quickly several times.

A short section of light, illusory, soft ray of silk flew out from between the foreheads of these Nighthawks, but it dissipated in the air on the way to the palm of "Leonard".

Leonard regained control of his body in an instant, because the next second, the eyes of the others showed confusion, and soon the emotions turned into tension and fear.

"just……"

Leonard interrupted the Nighthawks captain's question: "Let's go quickly, we have to activate the source of that power! We must prevent it from harming the citizens of the Eastern District!"

This is the duty of being a Nighthawk.

No one showed a trace of fear any more, instead they raised the will to fight. Even though they knew from the bottom of their hearts that it was not a force they could contend with, they followed Leonard's galloping figure without hesitation.

It wasn't just the Nighthawks that rushed to the source of that power, but also the Church of the God of Storms, the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, and the Archbishop of the Church of the Evernight Goddess in St. Samuel's Church in the North District. The subsequent team transfers will take time, but For the three extraordinary beings at the saint level, it only took a few minutes to rush to the scene.

The first to arrive was Anthony Stevenson, an old man with a clean face and deep eyes, who was the head of the Church of Evernight in the Backlund Diocese.

When the Archbishop of St. Anthony nodded slightly to the nighthawks who were respectfully saluting at the scene, Horamick Haydn, the person in charge of the Church of Steam and Machinery also arrived. This gentle and kind elder was not dressed in his usual clothes The white priest's robe was an unconventional white tuxedo, probably because he was still giving lectures to the students just now.

"Anthony, have you found any clues?"

Anthony looked at the people leading the Nighthawks. Apart from the two Archbishops present, this Red Gloves member had the highest rank. He should be the first to arrive with these people.

Leonard also shook his head depressingly, obviously they arrived here quite early: "The other party left very decisively, and Lolotta's psychic did not get any results."

The Nighthawk whose name was called immediately took a step forward, allowing himself to stand under the eyes of the two archbishops.The 30-year-old lady has a beautiful appearance, dressed in men's clothing, and is extraordinarily reserved because of nervousness.In fact, Luo Luota was only promoted to become a "psychic" of Sequence Seven last month. When she went to Tingen half a year ago to track down the notes of the Antigonus family, she was only a "gravedigger" of Sequence Eight. ".

Luo Luota took a deep breath and said with a little disappointment: "The spirits nearby are either attracted by the same way and are still in a state of involuntary control, or they are crushed by some kind of force. Other unnatural spirits have already been killed because of instinctive fear. Escaping from here, the only thing I can communicate with is this."

"Well, it doesn't matter. The power displayed by the other party is quite strange, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to easily track it down." Archbishop Anthony calmed down. He didn't expect much, and he was even a little thankful that the believers of these goddesses had nothing.

If any clues were found, the Nighthawks present might be polluted and go crazy. Knowing too many secrets in the Extraordinary World is not a good thing.

Nearly another minute passed before the person in charge of the Church of the Storms in the Backlund area arrived at the scene.

Ace Snake, who arrived late, was wearing a black robe embroidered with storm symbols. He straightened the black soft hat on his head, and the anger in his silver eyes almost burst out with thunder: "What the hell is going on!? You guys Didn't you catch the person who caused the strange behavior?"

Horamick shook his head amusedly: "If Anthony had caught the other party, he would have left with the suspect long ago, and the corresponding report would have been sent directly to us, so we wouldn't just be chatting here."

There was darkness flickering in Anthony's eyes. He hadn't been idle for a while, but was constantly communicating with the remaining spirits here. He finally awakened a natural spirit and learned a very vague and brief story:

"There was a battle here, and there were only those two people from the beginning to the end. The male should be the 'spectator', and the other used the ability of the 'judge', and the voice should be a female, but she just put the ' "Banning" is used as an auxiliary rather than a means of attacking when angry, and it should not be a Beyonder of this path, otherwise it would not be so passive after using the ability."

"The sealed artifact of the 'judge' sequence?" Ace frowned. Once it has something to do with the "judge" pathway, things will easily become difficult, because the one who masters this pathway is the current royal family of the Loen Kingdom, Aogu. The Sidu family, as the "judges" of the mid-sequence, does not have a large number of people on the surface. Even if there are extraordinary characteristics or sealed items, they will often be recovered quickly.

"Well... she also has a talking black crow."

"Will it be an 'beast tamer'? I know that Extraordinary people of this path sometimes try to domesticate extraordinary animals or raise their own extraordinary pets."

Anthony was silent for two seconds, and his face gradually became more subtle: "After she showed the ability of the thief, all the nearby nature spirits went into chaos, and that should be the cause of the abnormality in the East District."

"What about the nearby residents?" Horamick seemed to follow Archbishop Anthony's train of thought, "Aren't they under control?"

"No, after that, all the senses of the spirit were chaotic, and even the nearby spirit world fell into turmoil. Before that, only the simple 'two people' had contact."

Horamick shook his head. This is not like the legendary "thief". If he really appeared in the East District and fought with people, at least a large number of parasitic creatures and even residents would participate in the battle. It's not passively tied up because of an "audience".

Ace clenched his fist vigorously: "Could it be a new evil god? Following the Aurora Society's arbitrary actions and the mysterious act of swaying the Tarot card 'Dark Emperor', a new cult organization has appeared in Backlund." ?”

Horamick and Anthony looked at each other without nodding or shaking their heads, but both of them agreed with Ace's "resentful" guess in their hearts.

"We'd better pay close attention to this abnormal situation. I will call an emergency meeting to analyze it or the nature of the power it may involve." Horamick said.

Anthony then turned to the Nighthawks and Leonard next to him: "Please also submit a detailed report. You are too close to here, so there is no guarantee that you will be affected. You still need to go to Chanis Gate to wait for review and treatment."

Of course, Leonard and others have no objection.

Although Leonard himself was a little guilty, but the old man stayed with him for so long without being found out, so he should be able to get away with it this time, but he needs to figure out how to make excuses to explain how quickly these people are sober. reason.

It's too troublesome, it doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it, or just say you don't know...

-

a few minutes ago.

Hillston, 3 Burningham Road.

This is the home of Alan Kress, the renowned surgeon who is on leave today, spending time with his wife, who is more than a month pregnant, by the fireplace.

Although it's already winter, Allen's wife has recently begun to like all kinds of sweets, especially ice cream.Allen believed that this was related to the unique changes in eating habits during pregnancy, but after the temperature dropped, he didn't feel at ease to let his wife eat cold food, but he couldn't resist his wife's hard food, so he could only limit her to a small cup every few days.

At this time, Allen's wife was leaning on the soft sofa, clinging to her husband's shoulders, holding a tall open glass cup in her hand, and half of the vanilla-flavored ice cream balls contained in it had been eaten.

Allen looked sideways at his wife's cheerful smile as she enjoyed the ice cream, and couldn't help but also laughed. He changed his indifferent image outside, and the joy of being a father made him feel a little silly recently: "We agreed , only once in a while. You can’t do this tomorrow, it’s not good for the child in your womb.”

His wife muttered dissatisfiedly: "Maybe it's because this kid likes it that I always want to eat ice cream."

Allen raised his face lightly and kept shaking his head: "How could a baby at this time know the taste of ice cream? He or she should not be fully formed yet."

"Really, you can be more romantic."

Allen was about to place a kiss on the forehead of his coquettish wife when her hand holding the spoon suddenly froze in mid-air.

The ice cream slipped from the silver spoon, leaving a stain on her magenta house dress.

Before Alan came back to his senses, his wife clutched her lower abdomen in pain, tears kept dripping from the pain.

After the chaos of more than ten seconds, Alan's wife returned to normal, but her face was pale because of the abdominal pain just now.Allen held his wife in his arms and kept comforting her, then nervously called the servants at home to prepare the carriage and clothes for travel.

Allen took out his handkerchief, and wiped away the tears and sweat from his wife's face in panic:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay! We're going to the hospital right now... You really can't eat any more ice cream!"

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