Esther doesn't believe in miracles.

When she was still Li Xing, her luck was quite bad, and the lucky moment in her life that was closest to winning the jackpot was scam calls and shopping mall promotions. She has not experienced "luck", but she has not experienced "misfortune" either.

Her life is dull and has ups and downs, but she has always maintained peace, so she has never seen anything that can be related to "miracles".

For Li Xing, the reward for hard work is the essence of the balance of luck plus and minus.

And now.

Esther's wound was already hard to seep blood, and after the Möbius ring in the air took on a shape, it suddenly emitted a gentle light, which was completely different from the light when the "Sun Flame Charm" was detonated, and this light was as soft as a flickering wicker, constantly sweeping away the trajectory of things.

It also exudes majestic power, constantly rippling in the air, and even faintly tearing the spirit world.

The heart, surrounded by a large group of points of light, had only been in its pre-collapse state, but as the symbol outlined in blood appeared, it was pulled by the "restart", flew upside down from the silver box, and was dragged by the points of light towards Dunn's chest.

Dunn, who had already fallen backwards, suddenly stopped in the air before he landed, and then, as if entering a slow-moving movie, he floated up frame by frame, returning to the position where he had stood, but his eyes were still closed, unaware of everything that was happening in the outside world.

The heart filled Dunn's hollow chest, and the dots of light that swung around it hummed at the same time, emitting fluctuations of the same magnitude in unison, causing a chain of tiny explosions. After each explosion, a flower of flesh bloomed abruptly between the heart and the heart, growing and connecting, highlighting the depression when the finger was pierced, and then gradually smoothing the gap.

Esther's hair was pure silver white, and there were even a few strands of silver hair that fell directly from her forehead after shrinking and withering. On the contrary, her mood was open-minded, and if the price of a miracle was just baldness, it seemed to be fine.

But this optimism was fleeting, and after Dunn's chest was restored to the point where the wound could not be seen, Esther was relieved that she could no longer support such extraordinary strength that was far beyond her limits.

The blood-clotted symbol disintegrated into sparse points of light and disappeared into thin air. Esther didn't have the strength to summon those points of light back, and they exploded one by one, like bursting pods with a series of "crackling" sounds, and disappeared directly.

Such a cracking sound sounded in Esther's head at the same time, each blow seemed to explode a part of her flesh and blood, although there was no sign of damage from the outside world, but Esther's eyes instantly dimmed, and the death on the whole face became more and more intense.

Her figure swayed and fell headlong to the ground. Fortunately, Esther's sanity was still there, and she instinctively raised her heavy arm so that she could kneel down instead of just breaking her head, leaving two more bloody cuts on her forehead or face.

"Esther, you—ahem!"

The voice that Klein had just blurted out suddenly stopped, he lowered his head blankly, and saw a pale palm, which was piercing directly from his chest, and the bright red blood stained on it was Klein's.

The pain and weakness caused Crane's body to fall limply to the side, and he could no longer make any more movements, but even though his vision was blurry, he still stared in Esther's direction.

And also...... There are other enemies...... Run, Esther...... Dawn Star! Hurry up and escape!

Esther heard Klein's cry that something was not quite right, and with every breath she breathed, her mind exploded with pain, and her left eye was so blurred with blood and tears that she couldn't see clearly, and only her right eye was strangely clear vision.

Esther struggled to hold herself up halfway and turned her head back, horrified to see the large blood stains on Crane's chest and the corners of his mouth, and his figure lying among the rubble.

[Zhou Mingrui!? ]

The bright leather shoes in front of him and the scream of Esther in his ears were the last things Klein received in his perception.

There was no light around Esther, and no matter how much she called, the light in her mind remained dead silent due to overconsumption.

Klein fell, revealing the murderer behind him—a middle-aged man with short dark blonde hair neatly tucked behind his ears, a long black double-breasted gown with a slim and tight fit, a straight and solemn face, and no wrinkles on his face, like an emotionless sculpture. One of the man's eyes was half-narrowed and shrunken, and the other was filled with a dark blue that was cloudy and almost black, like a gloomy and dead deep sea, indifferently drowning the innocents it devoured.

Esther's eyes widened as she stared at the man, or more accurately, the quill he had put into his arms—it was the source of all the discord between fate, and she felt the power of distorting fate, and he was the real culprit behind it!

The man leaned down and picked up the silver box from the ground, which contained many ashes.

Esther raised her head, trying to remember the man's face more vividly, and the hatred in her eyes almost turned into an invisible knife cut into the man's face.

This disgusted the man, and he stomped Esther's head hard, stomping half of her head into the broken bricks.

His hoarse and deep voice sounded: "The delusion of being human is the desecration of this world by your existence. If it weren't for the fact that it was too excited and wrote too much, I really didn't expect that the church would be willing to take in 'something' like you, which is really chilling. Rest assured, neither hell nor heaven will open the gates to soulless abandonments. ”

Esther let out a sneer, and her muffled voice came from under the man's feet: "But I know that mad, painful, and futile hell must be open to you forever!" Your future will always be there! ”

The man lifted his slightly pale hand, his joints lengthening and closing, quickly condensing into a slender white bone blade.

Esther couldn't see this scene, and even if she did, she wouldn't stop saying the words: "You are bound to die a tragic death!" The peaks you want to climb will always fall into the gutter! You'll always be a loser who is spurned by others! You despicable—"

The bone blade was raised high, and then slammed down, piercing Esther's voice and her little vitality.

All cursed words ceased, and only a faint ray of sunlight filtered in through the broken ceiling, shining on the man's back.

The man flipped the box in his hand, the bone blade slowly reverted to a palm stained with blood and brains, he shook it twice casually, and looked at Dunn, who was still not dying, staring regretfully at the torn clothes on Dunn's chest and the exposed intact chest.

"It's a pity that this level of 'seal' can't be used by me, so I can only get rid of you."

The man frowned impatiently and turned to the distance where the noise was coming from, and the spirit he had placed there to guard the signal came from. It was impossible not to attract other official extraordinaries after receiving a call for help and crossing the city where they were stationed.

The man decisively left the scene with the silver box he had won, and pressed the feather in his arms that trembled with excitement even harder.