I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries - Chapter 1070

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Dorian was not surprised by Sifa’s request.

At the moment, he stood up and said, “Please wait.”

Dorian went into the bedroom.

Moments later, he came out with another man who wore gold-rimmed glasses like a university professor, who was holding an oil painting in a brass frame.

The man is looking at the oil painting.

“Picture of God”!

Dorian introduced: “This is Verdu, one of our family members.”

“Verdu, this is Mr. Chariot.”

Only then did Verdu look away from the oil painting and turned to Cifer: “Good evening, Mr. Chariot.”

He was respectful, but after greeting, he looked at the “picture scroll of God” again.

have to say.

The sealing method of “Picture of God” is very eye-catching, and Verdu’s eyes are bloodshot.

Dorian coughed dryly: “This is the “Painting of God”, and it needs to be appreciated all the time. For this reason, we usually arrange for members ranging from 20 to 30 to appreciate this oil painting in turn.”

Xifa nodded lightly, and then a figure appeared beside him.

Projection of Mr. X.

He came by “teleportation”.

This is because it is not Sifa himself who is communicating with Dorian now.

It is a projection created by “mirror illusion”.

This shadow itself does not have the ability to release those projections exchanged on the “Book of Mysteries”.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Mr. X’s projection, both Dorian and Verdu’s eyelids jumped.

Of course they saw that this was a “traveler”.

Fortunately, Mr. X was wearing a mask, otherwise the two Abrahams might have a heart attack.

“This is my follower.”

After Sifa’s brief introduction, Mr. X stepped forward to take the oil painting in Verdu’s hand and stared at the oil painting.

For a projection exchanged on the “Book of Mysteries”, Mr. X will not feel tired, and if necessary, he can stare at the oil painting 24 hours a day.

certainly.

Sifa did not intend to use oil painting in this way.

Now it’s only temporarily letting Mr. X appreciate the oil painting. After returning, he plans to use the “Book of Mysteries” to strengthen and seal this sealed artifact.

It should be like a “box of the old days”, making it usable and easy to carry.

After Mr. X took over the oil painting, Verdu heaved a sigh of relief. He had been staring at the oil painting for more than an hour.

Honestly it’s exhausting.

Dorian continued: “Next, if we have a goal, we will let Fors tell it on his behalf.”

Xifa glanced at Miss Tool Man, smiled and said, “No problem, if possible, I would like to ask Miss Fors to assist me when I act.”

“Of course, I won’t let Miss Fors be responsible for the dangerous part. Her most important job is to “hand over” the sacrifice.”

When he heard that Mr. Chariot wanted to help himself, Forsi was nervous at first.

When she heard that she was only responsible for “handing over” the sacrifices, she relaxed a lot.

But when he thought that those sacrifices might be demigods or monsters corresponding to Sequence 4, he was inevitably nervous.

Dorian saw the student’s nervousness and said with relief: “Don’t worry, I will give you an item that can control demigods or demigod-level monsters.”

“And you are already a “secret mage”, just control the “sacrifice”, there will be no problem.”

“You have to have confidence in yourself.”

Forsi couldn’t help but feel hot.

She nodded: “I will, teacher.”

An idea came to her mind.

The teacher is right, I am already a “mystery mage”, a demigod.

I should have more confidence in myself.

I’m not the weak best-selling author I used to be.

When Fors was cheering himself up, Xifa stood up and smiled: “Then, let’s leave it like this for the time being.”

“If you have news, please feel free to contact me.”

He looked at Fors again: “Miss Magician, do you need me to bring it home?”

Mr. Chariot is a good gentleman!

Forsi shook his head and smiled, “Thank you for your kindness, but I can go home by myself.”

“Then let’s say goodbye.” Xifa put his hand on Mr. X’s shoulder, and then the two figures disappeared into the air.

After the two of Xifa left, Fors also got up to say goodbye to Dorian: “Then I’m leaving too, teacher. If you have any news, please feel free to contact me.”

Dorian smiled and nodded: “Okay.”

Forsi nodded gently towards Verdu again, and then used “teleport” to leave the room.

Verdu let out a sigh of relief at this time, looked at Dorian and said, “You have taught a good student.”

“After becoming a demigod, I am still willing to call us teachers and respect our students.”

“Already very few, very few.”

Dorian nodded proudly: “Yes.”

“Fors will be the pride of my life!”

……

Also on this night.

In the eastern district of Backlund, in an ordinary residence.

In a small basement, there were candles burning quietly, spreading the dim yellow light all around.

The candlelight illuminated a pale middle-aged man. In front of him, there were several people who didn’t look very normal, who were setting up the altar.

Those people either lost their hair or had rotting cheeks.

These are all corpses!

Several living corpses set up a **** altar.

On this altar there is a head, an innard, and blood.

After the altar is set up.

The pale middle-aged man walked to the side of the altar.

After he recited a mantra, the candles on the altar were dyed in various colors.

It seems that each color here corresponds to the different desires of the beholder.

At this time.

The heads, guts, and blood on the altar all stacked up on their own and melted like candles.

soon.

These things constitute a tree of flesh and blood that is not tall.

The surface of this “tree” is uneven, like the shell of a walnut.

The pale middle-aged man began to pray, praying to “God’s Sin” Siah.

“…Great Lord Siah, I have done my research.”

“I found out that the members of the “Iron Cross Society” once appeared in Backlund and had an intersection with the Witch Sect.”

“At that time, it was trading with the Witch Sect, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and the leader of the “Iron Cross Society”, an angel called “Don Quixote”.”

“A ‘weather warlock’!”

Inside the tree of flesh and blood, there was an unreal roar that seemed to sound from a far away place.

There was an unusual anger in the roar, which caused the flames of all the candles on the altar to suddenly rise, turning into small pillars of fire.

This pale middle-aged man couldn’t help but clenched his ears. Although he was a follower of “God’s Sin” Siah, the roar was not aimed at him.

But it also made him unbearable, making him on the verge of losing control.

fine.

The roaring finally stopped, and he received an order.

“Continue to investigate the Jagged Cross!”

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