Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang.

The darkness exudes a suffocating sweet smell of blood. It does not bring fear, but a warmth that dulls people's perception.

Not only did the heartbeats around her stop, but Esther realized that her own heartbeat had also disappeared. She wanted to raise her hand and touch her chest for further confirmation, but found that her body no longer seemed to belong to her. .

Thin branches like flower vines kept wrapping around her body - even if Esther's thinking was not coherent, she immediately realized that these plants nourished by flesh and blood did not grow from the ground, but directly from her body. It emerged from the body, and lush leaves grew in the blink of an eye, intimately brushing against the unconscious Esther.

They are not even trying to restrain Esther, but are pulling her, who cannot move freely, dragging Esther in the direction of her heart.

The thin roots penetrated into her eyes and gently covered the mark, but there was no pain at all. It was as if they were part of this body, and they were only now free, embracing and supporting the loss. Mobility limbs.

The flames and light in front of her eyes disappeared, all the scenes no longer existed, only the buzzing sound echoed in her ears. More and more light spots were falling from Esther's hair, most of them were floating quietly around her, but a few of them gradually turned red, and then exploded again, turning into red blood beads and dissipating. up in the air.

Esther let out a low cough. There was something blocked in her throat, and it was growing, pressing on her throat and trachea. No, she would not feel pain, because she did not need to breathe... Plants You don’t need to use your lungs to breathe, right?

Yes, yes, what is the difference between plants and humans?
In the buzzing sound, Esther caught such a little noise, and it was gradually amplifying, and it was sending out a friendly call with great enthusiasm, with a unique rhythmic drum beat, like a beat that had been prepared for a long time, and a song was about to be played. Play passionately.

No, that's the heartbeat.

A ball of fire bloomed from Esther's palm. It was so gorgeous, dangerous and terrifying. It would only bring destruction and painful burning. It should be extinguished and must be thrown away as soon as possible - Esther violated this rule. Thoughts, she held the diamond-shaped iron piece harder, even as the flames almost roared in her hands and began to burn violently outside her limbs.

Esther's thinking gradually became clearer, and the blazing flames completely enveloped her. The two emotions of pain and relief were intertwined, and finally returned to warm calm.

Her blood does not flow in the branches and leaves, and her language is not a bud that stretches and opens little by little. It is not her consciousness, but an intruder trying to snatch her body.

The flames burned through her clothes, and the flames slapped her cheeks and hair like a duster, but Esther was not harmed in any way. Only the branches and vines sprouted from her blood vessels and proliferated for no reason. In such a baptism reduced to ashes.

When Esther opened her eyes again, two lines of tears flowed out naturally, dispersing a layer of dark red ashes. Her eyes looked tired and silent, and the whites of her eyes where roots had crawled were already covered with bloodshot eyes. .

Esther's throat was still uncomfortable, as if a severe scratch was still in her throat and there was no way to repair it on its own.

She held the "passage flame" in her right hand, and a spear that gathered from red and finally turned into blazing white extended from her hand.

Stepping forward with an arrow, the flame spear in Esther's right hand pierced straight into the huge fleshy tumor that was shaking gently in front of her.

She didn't want to think of this thing as a "heart" anymore, it made her feel sick. Especially when she thought that the heart just now almost really grew out of her body, Esther couldn't help but feel a will-o'-the-wisp in her heart. Some kind of offended cold anger made her full of anger now.

The spear easily penetrated the outer membrane of the giant sarcoma, and the inner part was also pierced in one breath. Esther did not feel any resistance under her hand. Flame is its weakness, not to mention that the parts surrounding the heart are only as hard as tofu, and are the nutrient medium responsible for feeding something deep down.

There was no expression on Esther's face, but her voice was less calm than usual: "Your muddled instincts made you make the worst choice?" She didn't expect any answer and directly released the spear. The fire brewing inside, a burning and curling flower bloomed from the wound, erupting from the inside out. In the roar, the exploded finely divided medium flew down, but was blocked by the wall of fire that was also ignited in front of Esther, and was completely burned dry with a "hissing" sound.

Esther shook her head. She heard weird screams and cries, filled with noises like scratching a blackboard. It was as if someone was playing a jammed recording in her head. The sound quality was so bad that it made people want to smash it. This radio.

The thing was still not dead, like a baby, screaming silently in Esther's consciousness.

Esther reached out her left hand nonchalantly and gently grabbed the ball of medium that was blown into mud in front of her. A soft ball of flesh the size of a walnut fell into her palm.

The scream became louder, but Esther held the thing in her hand and remained silent for a long time before she resisted the urge to eat it.

She smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm just sending you back to chaos. I can't open another door and send you home, right?"

The scream transmitted to her by the ball of flesh gradually became fainter, and it was even full of begging, wanting to be integrated into Esther's flesh and blood.

"Please let me eat you. This is the first time I've heard such...such a special request."

Esther said expressionlessly. The diamond-shaped iron piece in her right hand turned and stood up, and then plunged into the ball. A flame ignited, and Esther's mind finally calmed down completely.

She breathed a long sigh of relief and shook her hand slightly, leaving nothing but scattered ashes.

This was a bit disappointing. When Esther stared at the ashes, she was still reviewing what had just happened. There were two things she didn't understand the most.

First, she was affected by pollution, and second...

Esther tapped her right eyebrow, and even in this short moment, she had the idea of ​​roasting her brain with flames.

No, no, just thinking about it! But this kind of anger is a bit strange. My personality shouldn't be like this. Is it because of Amon's influence?

Esther couldn't get an answer if she stayed here. She turned the "traffic flame" in her hand twice, wiped off the remaining ash on it, turned to the direction she came in, and walked out along the blackened path. .

The red vines that were originally scattered everywhere lost their activity and hung down weakly on both sides, revealing a wider passage, but there was nothing left to attract Esther.

She had to ask Amon why it was so empty and there was nothing left here.