The emotions that emanated from "Zoya" didn't last long, but after a few minutes, all the anomalies he evoked disappeared completely.

It's silent and alive, it's the same as cheating a corpse. Esther complained in her heart, and she didn't care if she would be heard by "Zoya".

She also felt uncomfortable because of "Zoya's" emotions, and just used these words to vent her inexplicable anger and annoyance.

The lark blinked vigorously, squeezing away the tears that had blurred his vision, and stared at the golden scene outside the window.

There seemed to be a lot of voices echoing outside, but to Esther, the whispers, whether low or high-pitched, were blurry, as if they were separated by a thick wall, and she couldn't make out the meaning.

But Esther could sense the power behind those voices, and her "spiritual instincts" buzzed like bees.

This is the whisper that "Zoya" isolated? They give me the impression that they are dangerous, have there been any terrible things happening in this sea? "Zoya" seems to have a lot of ideas about this......

Whenever Esther looked out at the sky, she felt a strong urge to look farther away. She could feel some kind of distant calling, and she wanted to fly straight into the deepest part of the world, to trace the source of that call.

But Esther didn't move, the lark just crouched at the window in a daze, the feathers on his head shining brightly and darkly.

As the Future continued to move forward, Esther heard a noise outside the door, and the lark immediately turned around to fly to the ground and pick up the things that had fallen out of his satchel.

Esther's satchel hadn't been fully closed during the bump, and the harmonica, the shaker, and the Night Emblem had been thrown out of it and scattered all over the place.

But as soon as the lark flew into the air, it suddenly folded its wings uncontrollably and fell, and Esther watched the ground get closer and closer, but she couldn't control her stiff body.

There was a loud wheezing sound outside the window, which directly covered the entire "Future" and rang in everyone's ears.

It was as if a giant was asleep, sleeping in a never-ending nightmare, so much so that every breath revealed pain, transmitting the dreamer's uneasiness to all listeners.

"Click", the lark fell straight to the ground.

Esther wanted to call for help, struggled, but couldn't make any movement, she listened to the sound outside, and her eyes were gradually covered with a soft light.

Intense fear caused Esther to open her mouth, but she didn't make a sound, and she was gradually losing her sense of the outside world.

The sound of wheezing outside the window continued to surround the sea, and the Future began to turn its sails, as if someone had given the order for the crew to speed up and avoid the ruins in their direction.

There was a buzzing sound in the room, and the lark's trembling body suddenly calmed down.

The little bird rolled over from the ground and stood firmly, then flapped its wings and headed straight for the open window to fly out.

A cluster of flames suddenly rose in the house.

Gelman Sparrow's grim countenance was revealed, and the dark brown eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were cold, and a glimpse of the raging fury hidden beneath him could be faintly glimpsed.

The moment Klein landed, he had firmly grasped the lark in the palm of his hand.

"Where do you want to go?"

Crane's tone was very cold, and he could feel the bird's heart beating through the warm feathers in his palm.

"I'm not going anywhere." The lark said this, although her voice was similar to that of Esther, but it was more immature and cold.

The bird turned its head sideways, and there was no mood swing in its eyes.

This action allows the lark to reveal the lines of light that radiate from the bottom of his eyes, and those lines of light that flow constantly meet each other, outlining the symbol of the ring star.

In Klein's occult knowledge, only the symbol representing "fate" was partially similar to it, but it was completely different, and he had never seen such an imprint.

Crane wanted to hold on a little more, but he was afraid that he would really hurt the lark, so he stared coldly at the bird in his hand.

"Bang!"

Untouched, the windows of this room suddenly closed directly, leaving only a small ray of sunlight through the glass and shining on Crane's body.

He didn't pay attention to the window that closed automatically, but stared at the lark's indifferent gaze, and pulled the corners of his mouth a little:

"Zoya."

The lark looked back at Klein indifferently, not responding to the salutation.

——

A few minutes ago.

Due to the violent shaking of the "Future" falling into a ravine and being tossed by the waves, the restaurant can be described as a mess, and most of the things that can be eaten are rubbed around the ceiling or the floor, and cream-colored footprints are everywhere.

Klein immediately noticed the change in the sunlight outside the window, and he walked over to the window to see a ruin that was mostly submerged under the sea.

Even the gray pillars and stones exposed on the surface of the sea are still stacked many times larger than the Future, and it is conceivable that the curved dome of the building, which should have been extremely grand, is now in pieces, occupying a piece of the sea in the direction of the Future.

Gardelia walked up to Crane and informed him of the peculiarities of the sea, which forced Crane to hold off on returning to his room to check on Esther.

While the two were exchanging various situations in this sea area, the "Future" could not completely bypass it, and gradually approached the ruins.

Then there was the gasp that gave Klein creeps.

The sound of the voice made his spiritual intuition feel strongly uncomfortable, and the others in the restaurant all entered a state of alert, subconsciously grabbed the weapons at hand, and gathered to the window to be on guard against possible enemies at any time.

But there are no enemies, only a breath that makes people feel like a man in their backs and behind their ears.

Crane's gaze rested on the ruins, the sound coming from the hill-like stone pillars, echoing in the golden tide.

At this moment, Heath Doyle, the "Bloodless", fell from the shadows, he clutched his head, and squatted on the ground in pain: "There is a corpse...... There's a corpse there! ”

A corpse making a loud wheezing sound? The thought crossed Klein's mind, but what made him even more nervous was the apparently abnormal condition of the "Bishop of the Rose".

Esther has always had an affinity for this pathway, so will she be affected?

Crane's spiritual instincts suddenly sent out a reminder, sharp enough that he felt a strong discomfort in his hairs.

Gardelia, who took off her glasses and looked at the ruins, changed her face and solemnly ordered the crew in the restaurant to speed up and avoid this sea area as soon as possible.

Crane was also in the crowd of people who were hurrying out of the dining room, and he ran wildly, separating himself from the others at the stairs and quickly running to his bedroom.

As Klein grasped the doorknob, the room flashed before his eyes: a chair on the floor, a pillow thrown into a corner, a candle topped over from his desk to the floor, a harmonica scattered around his satchel, a hollow sandhammer, and a night emblem he knew all too well.

There were also two larks—one of them lying stiffly on the ground, motionless, only its body trembling, and its pale eyes full of panic could be seen from the side.

The other lark had only a hazy shadow, and it was prostrate on the body of the real lark, but it was tilted out of the window, and its whole body gave off a soft light.

Then, as if sensing Crane's gaze, it turned back vigilantly, merging into the real lark.

As the phantom turned its head, Crane saw a strange symbol in its eyes full of occult meanings.

There's no time to think, divination, or wait and see.

Crane instantly lit the wick in the room, the flames flickered and expanded, and he launched a "flame jump" that flashed directly to the lark.

He only raised his arm, and with agility he grabbed the bird that had just taken off, and restrained its further movements.

But Crane's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, and his worst premonition seemed to be proven at this moment.

——

The lark's eyes narrowed slightly, as if it was a clumsy imitation of Esther's smiling eyes, but it turned out to be unsuccessful, only to make the lark's demeanor strange and laughable.

Crane couldn't laugh at all, the anger in his heart was cold and sharp, and he tried to restrain himself from putting too much pressure on the lark's delicate body.

"I know you." Skylark said so.

Given that the lark didn't respond to the "salutation" just now, Klein didn't pay attention to the remark.

The ship swayed slightly, growing farther and farther away from the wheezing ruins, and at Gardelia's urging, the Future was bypassing what Heath called "corpses".

The lark twisted twice, trying to set himself free, but Crane's fingerprints didn't move.

The little bird had no choice but to look at him again: "Why can't I be Amon?" ”

"You're not." Klein didn't have the idea of answering this question head-on, and made a straight conclusion.

"The extraordinary properties of the 'Dream Stealer' and the 'Parasite' all come from Him, including a special projection," the lark's words paused for two seconds, observing Klein's unchanging eyes, "Maybe you don't know, you're surprised. ”

"Why?"

When Klein asked the remark, he didn't point to any more detailed questions. This is another temptation, he wants to see how this "Zoya", who currently occupies the body of the lark, will react.

The lark struggled harder in the palm of his hand, but an answer came from his mouth, as if it was difficult to control his reaction:

"Of the many results that have been experimented, only the shell that can be driven by the 'extraordinary properties' as the base is the most stable—"

Experimental.

When he heard this word, Crane felt a chill on his body, according to this statement, Esther was just one of the experiments of "Zoya"?

Is there anyone else?

The lark's body suddenly began to glow, and a noisy hum gradually sounded between its words: "I know you, she, all of you, I have witnessed your fate, and I have chosen the most suitable and most likely ......"

Crane's spiritual instincts didn't give any warning, but a sparkling light suddenly bloomed between his fingers, drowning him in a blank face.

In the midst of a violent hum, the voice of "Zoya" suddenly stopped.

The light converged, and the scattered points of light continued to retract into the lark's body, and the bird lay in Crane's hands with its eyes closed, only a faint heartbeat proving that it was not dead.