Esther anxiously pulled Amon to steal the distance and leave the nearby group of monsters that were also terrified as soon as possible, but before she could activate her ability, the surrounding scenery changed first.

The next moment, the huge monster that moved freely had clearly appeared in Esther's sight, only a few dozen meters away from the place where Amon was hovering with her, making Esther wail and curse "bastard" in her heart.

However, Amon did choose a good position, and when Esther looked down from a low altitude, she could see more clearly because of the wider range of vision:

The wreckage was surrounded by a layer of darkness that almost condensed into a cloak, fluttering like a whisked veil that enveloped most of its body. But from a high vantage point, one can barely make out that there is a demon wolf underneath the surging darkness. Esther could see the eight wolf claws standing steadily on the ground, the carrion remaining on the bones for an unknown number of years, but still maintaining a stable form.

It must have been dead for a long time, or should it be him, that really controlled the wreckage was no longer the spirit of the demon wolf itself, but the layer of darkness that seemed to have vitality, which lifted the body of the demon wolf, filled its empty consciousness, and then enabled the ghost who had long since died to open its legs in this wilderness, and run forward as it did before life, intimidating the weak who huddled in the darkness.

What is He seeking? Why stay here? Esther had a vague guess, but it was only about the "Goddess of Darkness", and she didn't know the bottom of her heart.

At the back of the wolf's neck was a towering pitch-black tower, the base of which was nailed deep into the churning darkness and fused with it, like a cloaked button, fastened to the back of the head of the moving corpse.

Only this round tower, of course, is not a city, but it is exactly the same as the round tower of Silver City, except for the similar architectural style, Esther guesses that it even has a similar function.

If it takes center stage, there may be a city hidden underneath......

But Esther is not optimistic about this, she is very skeptical, whether there is really anyone alive there, this is not a random demon wolf doll, but the remains of the old gods who can move, and there is a "hidden" control on it.

Or maybe they really got the help of the "Goddess of the Night"?

Esther looked not far away, and after breaking away from the influence of "resonance", the group of extraordinary creatures gathered to follow the music was becoming extremely noisy.

They were like a pot of boiling water, boiling, screaming, and crowding with each other, desperately trying to escape in the opposite direction of the moving corpse.

The spiritual impact of the remains of the ancient god was so terrifying that at such a sudden moment of escape, apart from the unintentional stampede on the soles of their feet, these extraordinary creatures did not even attack each other, and ran farther away, and in an instant they dispersed into darkness.

Esther hesitated for two seconds and let go of the hand that was still holding Amon earlier, but her body did not fall, but continued to float under the "deception" rearranged by Esther.

Amon glanced at her amusefully, "Am I that sinister? Going to frame you in a place like this?"

"I don't know about insidiousness, but your strength is not too big, you just won't retaliate in person." Esther muttered quietly, keeping her glued to the prominent round tower at the back of the wolf's neck.

Amon looked helpless, and he pointed to the demon wolf corpse below, "Why do you see him so nervous? Even if you're facing more powerful pollution, I've never seen you so scared."

Esther shook her head vigorously, "That's different, I'm inherently resistant to essentia contamination, because that's mine, innate resistance......

At the end of her speech, she felt a little in a trance, and Esther rubbed her right eyebrow twice strangely, frowning to suppress the uncomfortable feeling of dizziness.

"Born?" Amon laughed and narrowed his eyes, his sly expression looking even more sinister than usual.

He leaned closer to Esther, leaning forward slightly, letting a little shadow cover Esther's body, Amon's smile did not change, but it gave Esther a stronger sense of oppression: "I thought you were just that

The former master of mysteries, 'small means'."

The blankness on Esther's face was not fake: "What are you talking about?"

Amon straightened up again, smiling amiably, as if it wasn't him who had just revealed a sense of threat: "Your 'anchor' is a kind of pollution, isn't it?"

Esther scratched her head even more suspiciously, curling a strand of pale laurel-colored blonde hair between her fingers, and a little light shone on the soft strands, "Really? But...... I don't know, I've helped a lot of people — well, not that much, I helped a couple of gods stabilize a long time ago."

The smile on Amon's face faded, and he had an indifferent expression that seemed a little strange to Esther, "Well, Adam told me, including our father. But you got out so easily, and you weren't even involved in it at all, and you didn't even leave a trace, I just doubted......

"I never wanted to hurt Darhiborg!"

Amon looked at the anger on Esther's face and said no more.

No matter how well he was at lying, and no matter how much he observed human nature, he always felt that there was some unreasonable sense of disobedience in Esther—something he didn't understand or feel, and it was gradually smeared on the shadow of "Zoya".

Amon shook his head and laughed again, "Of course I didn't say you, you're not smart enough to that point, I'm referring to the last Lord of Mysteries."

Esther hesitated for more than ten seconds, and as she digested the message of this sentence, she also lowered her gaze, and saw that the demon wolf below was going around the area in a circle, confused, as if trying to find the source of the music that had attracted him before, but she never thought to look into the sky.

"I can only say that as long as it is based on essentia, it will be integrated into the bottom of this world, immortal, immortal, immortal, and there is no way to completely disappear."

"Eternity?" Amon immediately found one, which he thought was a fitting description.

"Eternity corresponds to 'being,' but they do not disappear, and even if the consciousness of the other party gains dominance and thus takes control of the essentia, they are still asleep...... Just like it was at the beginning."

This time it was replaced by Amon hesitantly, and Esther had to say that it was quite fresh to see this expression in Amun's eyes.

She continued, "I had felt that Spirit Lord before, though only for a moment, but ...... I think I'm part of His awakening preparations."

"That's the answer to my long-standing doubts."

"yes, it's not that I don't want to be 'secret', but I've always had a terrible premonition about it, and now, you know why I can't."

Esther paused and clenched her dagger uneasily, "The last person I want to tell about this is you."

"Why are you so scared of me? I didn't hurt you...... Don't look at me like that, at least I haven't done anything to you after confirming that 'you' are Him."

"Answer

Right here, Amun, it's your attitude that makes me lose hope in you." Esther shook her head vigorously, and she chuckled, "Even I can change the perception of your doppelgangers, and if all of your doppelgangers think you're a 'mystery', do you think you'll become who he is?"

Amon was silent for two seconds, then pointed to the demon wolf that gradually calmed down and began to move deeper into the darkness: "Let's go down and see the situation."

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