The moment Esther reached out and touched the flesh and blood, the whole bright red organ on the ground vibrated violently, and the eyeball beat harder, and the eyeball inside almost broke out of its socket.

In the next moment, all the flesh violently wriggled and scattered, enveloping Esther and enveloping her head.

If it weren't for the "spiritual intuition" that constantly conveyed the "safe and harmless" feedback, Esther would definitely be parasitic on the lark as soon as possible, and quickly flew away without looking back.

But now she has almost lost control of her body, and can only tighten her shoulders tightly and try to widen her eyes, for fear that she will miss any changes because she closes her eyes, and she will be crushed suddenly without even a chance to escape.

Even though she usually seems to be more freewheeling, Esther still feels uncomfortable with this strange situation, and she feels more physically disgusted than the fear that drives ordinary people crazy - anyone who is cut off by a mass of flesh and blood can easily feel the same way.

"Shell...... Residual ......"

But soon, as the dark "current" hidden in the flesh and blood slowly covered her forehead and covered her eyes, Esther's uneasiness was diluted by stronger emotions.

The filthy and crazy breath oppressed her perception, and the chaotic whispers full of hatred and viciousness were close to her ears, like holding the thread of all evil thoughts, dissecting people from the inside out, and dragging out the many malices hidden in her heart.

A little black shadow was gradually withdrawn from Esther's eyes, merging into the thick black water.

The round star symbol under Esther's eyes was no longer obscured, and shimmered under the blurred mass of flesh and blood. The dark emotions that had made Esther tremble a second ago were now replaced by strange peace and indifference.

The sound coming from the black water has gradually become clear and stable: "Stay away from pollution, avoid aggregation...... Be wary of them......"

The jet-black water slowly lifted from her eyes, and then gently pressed against Esther's head, as if to soothe her almost mad spirit.

The lark on Esther's shoulder was also covered with a thick layer of flesh, and since Esther's whole body was covered in flesh, the lark was almost squeezed by a crimson liver.

The bird shook off the piece of flesh stuck to its head, let out an unpleasant scream, and pecked hard at the liver next to it.

This action seemed to alarm the flesh wrapped in Esther's body, and the cloudy object clinging to her squirmed again, quickly condensed and compressed, and soon transformed into a thin layer.

The black, viscous liquid fell down Esther's shadow back to the ground, curling back into the shadows beneath the cross.

The hooded bright red cloak writhed, sucking up all the blood that had been stained on Esther's body, converging the chaotic lines that could be seen in the shape of the viscera. Eventually, the end of the cloak fell down with gravity, leaving only black lines behind Esther, outlining a huge sunflower flower plate.

"The ...... of all things"

A voice came from the shadows beneath Esther's feet, informing Esther of the spell needed to unleash the power of the cloak.

Esther's lips suddenly moved: "Can it be replaced?" ”

Then, as if to supplement her own words, Esther hastened to add: "I don't want always—I feel like I'm disturbing others by saying my name too often." ”

To Esther's surprise, there was a very hearty laugh coming from the shadow, which made her face gradually redden, but her indifferent expression did not change much.

Is this a strange request? Why did He react so violently?

"And what do you hope for?"

Esther hesitated for a moment, and a word slipped from her lips first: "Chernoborg? ”

There was a few seconds of silence, and just as Esther thought that the other party was offended by her casual name, the hoarse voice came out of the shadows again:

"No, Huls."

Esther always felt a little familiar with the name, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it.

"Okay."

The shadow floated again, and with a slight lap on Esther's back, the sunflower disc on the back of the blood-colored cloak trembled, and the pattern of the flower disc suddenly swelled, and the huddled eyes opened at the same time, exuding a deterrent and filthy aura.

Esther's body stiffened, and she relaxed again only after those eyes closed in sync and the sunflower's flower disc returned to normal.

The timing was just right, and Esther hurriedly asked what she had been puzzled about all the time: "Amon said before that He knew where my anchor was, do you know what that means?" ”

"I don't know, my memory is incomplete, and it's rarely as calm as it is today."

Esther clutched the collar of her cloak, which was a translucent piece of oval armor, and for some reason, she had a gut feeling that it was a fingernail. The cloak feels smooth to the touch, but the fabric is as warm as body temperature.

Esther looked up at the cross above, "Don't you really need me to stay here?" ”

The shadow cast by the cross reverberated violently, and it seemed that at any moment it would rise again and envelop Esther.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the small, noisy whispers of chaos calmed down again, and a hoarse voice came from Esther's shadow:

"If you want to go, let Ulorius take you away."

The silver-haired "Angel of Destiny" leaned over respectfully, and when he looked up, a very gentle smile appeared on his face.

Esther poked the lark on her shoulder, untying the Night Emblem from its neck and thrusting it into her arms.

After Esther's whispered persuasion, the lark chirped in anguish, reluctantly spread its wings, and flew in the direction of the illusory shadow of the cross.

The curtain of shadows rose suddenly, engulfing the approaching lark.

Esther sniffed, frowning slightly: "Why does it smell of tobacco......"

No response was heard from the shadows.

Instead, Ulorius stood up and walked slowly to Esther's side, because of the Lord's order, this time Ulorius spoke much more smoothly: "Are you leaving?" ”

"Can I stay here longer?"

Urorius's face showed a little confusion, and after a moment of quiet thought, he nodded: "When you leave, look for me." ”

Esther glanced at Leomaste, who was praying in the corner, "It's completely cut off from the outside world?" Is there a way if I want to take someone away? ”

She remembered that it was the "Land Forsaken", and she knew a young man who lived here, and behind the "sun" there was still a forgotten city here, struggling to survive in the eternal night.

It took several seconds for Ulorius, whose reflex arc was quite long, to respond: "It's isolated, so it can't work." ”

Esther immediately realized the key and pointed to herself: "Because we are special, we can leave in that way?" ”

Ulorius nodded.

If so, then it's best not to come into contact with the "sun". Otherwise, if an agreement cannot be reached, it is easy to give the "sun" false hope, and it is better not to see it.

Esther waved at Ulorius, "Then I'll go down the mountain first." ”

"Hmm."

Ulorius had a gentle expression and waved her hand in a gesture similar to that of Esther.

I don't know why, Esther suddenly has a sense of disobedience that "elementary school students go to school alone away from home".

After walking some distance, she looked back at the phantom of the cross in the sky, and the silver-haired figure below that was still waving.

Well, to correct it, it may be the weird feeling of "running away from home in the second year of secondary school...... why did "Zoya" start pretending to be dead again? Get up and let the "spiritual intuition" do the work, there are so many dangers down the mountain!

Esther began to think crankily again, trying to resolve her mixed emotions, and all she showed on her face was a disgruntled frown.

The indifferent and gentle expression on her face was the same as that of Ulorius, and her eyes shone with the imprint of light that did not fade.

It was only after Esther walked away that Leomaster's body trembled violently.

He looked up at the shadow of the cross, tears of blood on his face, and swallowed the pieces of flesh that came to his mouth.

Ulorius knelt down to the side with an indifferent expression and continued to pray before the cross.

——

Normally, it is easier to go down than to go up, but for Esther, the situation is reversed.

On the way up, Esther was parasitic on the lark, and Ulorius stood very steadily on his shoulder, barely bumpy, making Esther wonder if he was already used to moving around with the lark.

By this time Esther had already begun to feel tired while stealing the distance and walking down the hill on foot, and it had taken her a long time to reach the bottom of the mountain.

Perhaps it also includes the reason for the meeting with the "true creator", Esther's "spiritual intuition" constantly gives feedback, and this interaction consumes Esther's spirit and spirit.

Why do you have to walk on your feet and want to fly......

Esther flicked her wrist twice, tightening the red cloak on her shoulders again, it was almost just the right length, and although it was above the knee, it would not drag to the ground, which was tailor-made.

If it weren't for the darkness around her, the bright red cloak would be even more dazzling, making Esther suspect that a big bad wolf would emerge in the next second.

As she stepped out of the confines of the mountain and into the equally barren plains, more and more wandering monsters could be seen in the darkness, but they rarely approached Esther's direction.

Even if there was no light around her, Esther was not hidden by the darkness here, she felt the silver night emblem in her arms, and a layer of black light would pass on it from time to time, constantly absorbing the remnants of the "hidden" divine power.

It was precisely because of the fluctuations of the Night Emblem that Esther would speculate on Ulorius about the "Divine War".

However, Ulorius really couldn't give her much information, not even as much as the Sun had to say at the Tarot meeting.

Esther tucked the Night Emblem back into her arms, glad that she had taken a leave of absence from the "Fool" in advance and missed the tarot meeting this week, so that she would not have to worry about the passage of time.

Maybe we should let the "fools" help to tell the "students of the world" that they are safe, tsk......

Thinking of Klein's self-exposure that he was also a "fool's" relative, Esther wanted to reprimand him to his face, but the letter was not vented enough, and it was inconvenient for the "fool" to know.

Esther could still feel a faint call from somewhere in the Godforsaken Lands, and she wanted to go there to take a look before leaving.

I always felt that these two chapters were written a bit Mary Sue. Although it is a little better than the bizarre sitcom I imagined, I still apologize to readers who may not be able to accept it.

The brain supplement of the sitcom will not be released!

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5,000 received, tomorrow's three watches, the manuscript is getting bottomed out. (Le)

I've been a little upset lately, and I'm starting to slowly go back to the reviews next week, and thank you for being willing to watch Esther get to where it is today, and I'm halfway through the book.

The basic premise of the next one has already seeped out of the smooth cerebral cortex, and I'm not going to slowly digest the decryption scholars, and the next one will be directly the Fire Thief (crossed out).

It's a continuation of the story at the end of this book, and I've even thought about how the curly baboons are connected. The opening scene is in Fenerport, and I hope to accumulate more settings and materials before then, and write this book in its entirety, otherwise my mentally retarded stereotypes and reading volume will not be able to support too much......

Maybe it's because I'm on the street that I can happily write stories and share this happiness with you, which is just right for me!

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