I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

"I think of a way to hold him, you try to destroy the ground, get out of it immediately, and leave me alone."

　　 "After you leave, you can open your eyes. As long as you don't look directly at the mythical creature, nothing will happen."

Edwina’s voice rang in Sifa’s ears and in other people’s ears, and Sifa was convinced that the iceberg would have started to move. The various sounds from the secret chamber and the collision of various breaths could Judging it.

　　 This is hard to believe.

　　 With her eyes closed, Edwina still has a means of procrastination. This should be the use of some means, and the price is not small.

　　 In this race against time, no one is humble, and no one says hypocritical words. Because these are unnecessary, because to waste time on these things is to disrespect Edwina's contribution!

　　 Xifa didn't give up thinking either. When others tried to destroy the ground, he quickly thought about countermeasures.

　　 Do not look directly at mythological creatures...

　　 Do not look directly at the gods...

　　 Ordinary people who look directly at these high-person and high-level existences will go crazy and die.

　　 In other words, as long as things of higher personality can look directly at mythical creatures?

　　 For example, gods!

　　 For example, Mr. Fool?

　　 Xifa is not sure, but at this time, he can only be a dead horse.

　　 He immediately muttered in ancient Hermes language: "The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray mist, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck!"

　　 "Dear Mr. Fool, I'm in trouble, I've encountered a mythical creature. I can't look at him directly, I pray for your help, I beg you to lock me in his position."

　　...

　　 Backlund.

　　 Cragg Club.

　　 Klein was in the hall, holding a glass of scarlet wine, tasting it.

　　 "Good afternoon, Sherlock, you look quite laid-back, haven't you had a case recently?"

　　 A familiar voice sounded.

　　 Klein turned his head. It turned out to be the equestrian teacher Talim Dumont. This noble descendant seemed to be in a good mood and walked over with a smile on his face.

　　 "Good afternoon, Talim. You seem to be in a good mood"

Talim nodded and said, "That's probably because the New Year is coming. After a year of hard work, during the New Year holiday, I can take a leisurely rest. Just thinking about it, I can't wait to turn the clock at home faster. ."

　　 Klein smiled and said, "Even so, you can't make time go faster."

　　 The two looked at each other and smiled.

　　 "By the way, Sherlock, I have a question to ask you." The equestrian instructor leaned over.

　　 Klein just wanted to respond, when suddenly layer upon layer of help sounded in his ear.

　　 "...Dear Mr. Fool, I'm in trouble, I've encountered a mythical creature. I can't look directly at him, I pray for your help, and I beg you to lock me in his position."

　　 Klein's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and stood up: "I'm happy to help, but before that, please allow me to go to the bathroom."

　　 Talim shrugged his shoulders: "Of course it's okay, I'll wait for you."

　　 "But, Sherlock, you have to pay attention to your body. If you often need to go to the bathroom, then you have to pay attention."

　　 "Okay...Okay."

　　 Klein put down the wine glass, came to the bathroom unhurriedly or slowly, closed the door, and walked backward four steps until he came to the gray mist.

　　 Behind the high back figure sitting on the top of the bronze table, Klein spread his spirituality and injected it into the crimson star representing the'chariot'.

　　 The stars suddenly expanded, and Klein saw a strange creature, which looked like a human on the whole, but with pitch-black scales and white feathers, and his eyes sprayed pale flames.

　　 All people facing it must close their eyes and dare not look directly.

　　Although Klein was ‘looking directly’ at it, he didn’t think anything was wrong because of the gray fog.

　　 He quickly formed a picture of the location of this creature, and marked the creature with ‘Masek’, and then dropped into the crimson star of ‘Chariot’.

　　...

at the same time.

　　 There is a strange picture in Sifa’s mind:

　　 A strange figure with scales, feathers and pale flames in its eyes, is located near the gate, resisting the attack of ‘Lieutenant Bingberg’.

　　 It's a pity, probably because Edwina closed her eyes, most of her attacks failed, and most of her abilities failed to hit the target.

　　 Moreover, this figure was extremely vague, like hitting Masek, almost replaced by a red light, but it was enough for Sifa to confirm its position.

that's enough!

　　Sifah poured spirituality into'Devil May Cry'. With the help of memory, Tachi pointed in the direction of the door, and uttered an ancient Hermes word in a low voice: "Light!"

　　 I want light, there is light!

　　 There is no buffer at all.

　　 Suddenly, from the ceiling of the secret room, it was as strong as the blazing sun in the afternoon!

　　 The violent sunlight penetrated the sailboat, penetrated the ceiling, and shone into the secret room. The majestic and mighty sacred aura surging and spreading in the room like a tide, condensing like a substantive splendid pillar, blasted down and fell on the descendants of the Underworld Empress.

　　 rumbling!

　　 Xifa closed his eyes, only to feel that there was a sun exploding in the secret room, erupting!

　　 Even though he had closed his eyes, he could still feel that the brilliant white light was desperately trying to drill into his eyes.

　　 He felt that the secret room was shaking violently, and even the entire "Styx Master" was shaking, but these were just some of the aftermaths that escaped when the "Sun Flame" broke out.

The power of the bright and pure beam of light is condensed and condensed, and most of its power is applied to the descendants of the Underworld. So the strange figure gradually melted in the light and turned into black energy. Disappear into the air...

　　 After a while, the vibration disappeared, and Danitz's voice rang: "What happened?"

　　 "I don't know."

　　 "However, the breath of death seems to have disappeared." Edwina said, "You keep it as it is, I will look at it first."

　　 She opened her eyes cautiously and saw that the door of the secret room and its walls had collapsed. She saw the floor of the door melted into a huge gap and went straight to the lower cabin, and she saw a black and golden flame around her.

　　 Fortunately, the spirit body that appeared to be the descendant of the Underworld Queen has disappeared.

　　 "We are safe for the time being."

　　 Hearing the captain's words, Xifa quickly lifted the ‘sacred armor’, and also opened his eyes to see the exaggerated damage caused by the ‘sun flame’.

　　 Under the gap in the floor, a ‘passage’ that leads directly to the bottom of the cabin was exploded by ‘Yang Yan’.

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 Edwina said decisively: "The ability to show the form of mythological creatures, even if it is an incomplete mythological creature, shows that the man is not simple."

　　 "And I can feel that the breath of death has not diminished much. The attack just now should not be fatal to him, otherwise we should find the corresponding extraordinary characteristics this time."

　　 "He hasn't died yet. He will appear anytime and come back anytime."

　　 "We can't stay here anymore, we can't stay for a moment!"