"I know where you're going."

The raven and the night were indistinguishable from each other, and the white lightning lit up, illuminating its reluctant shadow at Esther's feet.

Esther didn't speak, looking up at her outstretched wings.

As a result, in the next moment, the crow's figure had glided gracefully in the other direction, and then instantly stole the distance and flashed into a more hidden dark shadow.

"What are you so nervous about?" Esther smiled softly and softly, not caring if the crow could hear her, "I didn't mean to parasitize you. ”

"I know, you just want to kill me."

The moment the voice sounded behind her, Esther's left hand had already grasped it backwards, and the ability of the "Decryptor Scholar" was enough for her to instantly distinguish the direction of the other party through the sound.

The pale bone spike was jerked out, but it only landed in the air, and Esther moved the fingers of her left hand to continue stealing in the intended direction.

The figure of the white-eyed crow was illuminated by another lightning bolt, and it flashed in this direction almost in no particular order with Esther, stealing the distance at the same time, never moving away.

Esther didn't want to bother with it, but the crow said more, "But why are you here?" It shouldn't be your business. ”

For the first time, Esther showed her expression under the crow's gaze, and a crack appeared in her indifferent and gentle demeanor, and she briefly paused to steal the distance: "What about your body?" ”

The "Godforsaken Land" has no obstacle for Amun, a "thief" angel king, who can basically do whatever he wants on this barren continent, and if he wants to come, he should have found it as soon as the crow saw him.

But now He has not appeared.

This deviation from the expected situation makes it even more difficult for Esther to figure out Amon's plans, if it is "Zoya", she may be able to reason something, but Esther does not know the details of the two festivals.

The crow smacked his tongue dissatisfiedly: "Look at it, it's obviously you who is nervous, not me." Isn't it enough for the Being to send me to talk to you? ”

Esther walked forward briskly, relieving her tired spirit from frequent stealing distances, not even bothering to give the crow a look: "This act in itself can be regarded as part of 'fraud'. ”

"Haha, don't you care about such a trivial matter?" Raven's hoarse laughter swirled back and forth above Esther's head, "Don't digress, it's not about 'Ist' here, but you can guess who's involved?" ”

"Zoya." Esther curled the corners of her mouth, and although she smiled gently, there was only indifference in her eyes.

The crow seemed to be tired of flying, and slowly fell down: "So you don't need to mind his business, do you?" It's also for your own sake—"

Its form suddenly disappeared, appearing three meters away on the other side, and a bone sword pierced out from the place where the crow had fallen.

After losing her target, Esther didn't chase after her, she twisted as she fell, landed steadily on the ground, didn't care about the miss, and continued to walk.

"This is also for your own good, Zoya and the ontology are strictly speaking, they can be regarded as friends, otherwise why can you get along with the doppelganger?"

This white-eyed crow was more cautious in his words, and did not directly name the title of "Little Seven".

"This kind of lie is really clumsy enough, and your 'cheater' trait has been eaten into the dog's stomach?"

"I only have the 'parasite' trait." The crow's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

Esther raised her left hand and gestured a middle finger at the crow in the air, and she began to steal the distance again, not wanting to listen to the gossip of the blackbird overhead.

"I've had a problem since I met you." The crow followed closely in the air, completely oblivious to Esther's gesture of displeasure.

"I told you to shut up, can you not ask?"

Esther's rhetorical words were erratic, as she would appear several meters away every few seconds.

The crow's tone turned out to be a little smug: "No." You sound a lot more grumpy than you used to, a bit like an old friend of mine. ”

"Who?"

"Who is it? I forgot His name. ”

The crow flapped its wings and swooped down again, passing by the red-cloaked figure, but this time it did not meet the attack of the bone sword, which made the crow feel a little bored.

Esther's brow furrowed after stealing some distance again.

In front of him was a pale black mist, and there was a faint light shining through the depths, but it was really hard to see from the outside.

The remnants of the extraordinary power in the black fog are very disordered, and if you steal the distance again, you may be swept into it and fall in an unknown direction, and it may even produce some kind of destructive chain reaction.

Under such a hunch, Esther only moved her left hand and went deeper without rash luck.

"With good intentions, I recommend you walking, as the laws of physics in the area ahead have been cheated." The crow fell from mid-air and stood not far from Esther's right, staring at her with curious eyes.

Esther knew this was true, and she glanced sideways at the white-eyed crow, and had to take the advice and walk again.

The moment Esther stepped into the black mist, she felt a throbbing pain in her right eyebrow, but it was only a brief moment, and the abnormal movement regained its calm in the buzzing sound in her head.

The raven also came closer, and it seemed no longer afraid of being attacked by Esther, and boldly followed her feet.

But the crow was also cautious, and when the red cloak rolled up as Esther walked, the crow would carefully avoid the corners, which seemed to be the direct reason why it did not try to land on Esther.

Esther noticed this and pointed to her shoulder funny: "Is this flying tired?" I can lend you my shoulder. ”

The crow flapped its wings twice and followed Esther to the ground: "The nature of mythical creatures does not make me tired, but seeing your performance, I will feel that you are hopeless." ”

"Hopeless? Ha! Isn't it because of you — forget it, there's no point in arguing with you about such things? Esther stopped talking in time to speed up, and if she continued to talk, it would only affect her own mood.

"I don't mean that," the crow happily jumped a few steps forward to bring herself into Esther's line of sight, "you're a 'parasite' now." ”

Esther's eyes widened slightly, and her gaze finally fell on the crow: "What you want to say has something to do with the way I was promoted. ”

"Your extraordinary traits come from us, and you should know that?" The crow tilted its head, looking like it was pondering something bad.

Esther responded to the problem with silence.

She suddenly looked up, and the black mist was almost at the end, and the light in front of her was the same color as her hair, which made Esther suddenly trot.

The crow had to flap its wings and fly again to keep up with Esther, and its interest in speaking was not disturbed at all: "Didn't you think that you also exist in the place of the fate of the other two Amun?" Then you-"

Esther stopped suddenly, and as long as she raised her leg and stepped forward, she would be able to break out of the black fog and see the gentle light curtain not far away.

She didn't look at the crow either, but responded to what it had just said, "I'm not Amun." I don't understand what you are saying about what you are trying to affect, my self-perception? This is the task that the ontology has assigned to you? ”

"The ontology just sent me to see the joke." The crow flew down in front of Esther, and shook its wings beyond the black mist behind her.

"What the hell is out there?"

"Zoya's relics, Zoya's treasures, Zoya's worthless bet that was coaxed into putting on the scales...... Whatever it was, it wasn't Esther's stuff anyway. The crow looked up, a smile in her dark eyes.

Reason told Esther that she should turn back, for she saw excitement and anticipation in the crow's eyes, and the accent of the accent in which it said this made Esther subconsciously raise her eyebrows.

Since it was something Amon was looking forward to, it would naturally make Esther feel bad, but the "spiritual intuition" hesitated and could not give a clear direction, but was full of resistance to the doubts in Esther's heart.

It's just one step away.

Esther took a deep breath, she had come so far to find the source of this call, and there was absolutely no reason to give up and turn back.

"Then I'll tell you one more thing," the crow shook his head, his tail cocked upward, "even if you walked over, you wouldn't have been able to touch the city that had been exiled out of time, and you had already thrown the key. ”

Esther's breath froze, and she quickly searched through her memories for something related to the "key": "You mean, the pointer on the desert island......"

"Yes, that's not a symbol. But you can't blame us for not getting the keys yourself. ”

The "Pale Bone Spike" in Esther's right hand gradually turned, and it seemed that it was about to stab forward in the next second.

The crow stepped away from her, its inky wings spread upward, and made a "please" gesture at the front:

"Just a reminder, I won't stop you."

Esther didn't speak, and stepped out of the area obscured by the black fog.

The pale yellow light hung over her eyes, giving Esther the illusion that she was about to ascend the gray mist, but the next moment, her vision recovered from the blur of the sudden sight of the light.

Esther was treading on a slope, the avenue that led to the valley below, and at the end of the road was a city surrounded by light.

The light curtain forms a semi-circular barrier, like a cover that is fastened above the meal to keep it warm, waiting for the moment when it is unveiled to give the diner a "surprise".

The call that Esther could hear instantly became clear:

Desperate cries for help, muffled and noisy babbles, cries and screams of pain......

It was hard for her to describe what she was hearing, and just when Esther thought it would continue, everything she had "heard" fell silent, as if suddenly the signal had been cut off.

Esther touched her forehead blankly.

Amon, the raven, landed at her feet: "There begins." ”

"What?" Esther asked subconsciously.

"A new day."