I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

Sifa casually found a chair and sat down, and said lightly with a smile, "Becklund, Holy Wind Cathedral."

Catherine suddenly looked at Cifer like a madman or a fool.

"I know that organizations that believe in the 'True Creator' are somewhat crazy."

"But I didn't expect you to be so crazy."

"You actually chose this place to negotiate."

Of course, the 'Black Saintess' knew the meaning of Sifa's choice of this location.

In the church of the Church of the Storm.

Under the eyes of the 'Lord of the Storm'.

She didn't dare to try anything.

Also, beware of the 'Hunter' angel on the opposite side going mad, one who is not easy to attract the attention of the 'Lord of the Storm'.

Then the two perished together.

Sifa smiled and said, "Don't you think this place is very suitable?"

"Here, you and I don't dare to mess around, you can't mess around."

"In this way, the transaction can go smoothly, what do you think?"

Catherine took out the lady's purse with a blank expression, took out the crown full of rust and blood, and set it on the ground with a black flame to clear the curse.

"Give me the ring."

She didn't want to stop for a moment.

Xifa was not in a hurry, smiled and said, "Not busy."

A stern man appeared silently beside him.

He released the 'Ancient Scholar'.

The projection of the saint of Sequence 3 made a divination on the Beyonder characteristic on the spot, making sure that it was not dangerous or cursed, and then nodded to Xifa.

Catherine wondered how Cepha called her subordinates, and said, "You are so cautious."

"It's a good virtue."

Xifa nodded, and the Ancient Scholar walked over and picked up the crown.

Catherine stretched out her palm.

"Not urgent."

Sifa laughed: "I want something else."

"For example, the sealed item on your head, such a dangerous thing to stay by your side, how dangerous is that, Ms. Catherine."

"I'm willing to take the risk for you."

"Besides, I'm very interested in your wallet."

Catherine's eyes filled with disbelief: "Are you serious?"

Sifa spread his hands: "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Catherine said gloomily, "Don't you think you are too greedy?"

Xifa said with a look of surprise: "Is it greedy to exchange a '0' level sealed item and a magical item for your life?"

"I think I've already compromised. After all, you are an angel."

Catherine understood.

What Xifa meant was that the Extraordinary characteristics of the Conqueror could only be exchanged for the ruby ​​ring.

As for his own life, he needed to exchange the two items he designated.

Remembering the feeling of being turned into a toy in the past day or so, Catherine snorted, took off the gold jewelry on her forehead, and dropped her wallet.

"Is that all right?"

"Alright."

Sifa said: "Now you can go, and then go to Bavart Bank. I keep that ring, I mean the real one, there."

"This is the password."

He gave out the password.

Katherine left without looking back.

She didn't go out directly from the prayer room.

She let herself lose her form and jumped into the glass of the window.

Xifa snorted, first summoned the 'spiritual treasure chest', and stored the peculiar crown and 'Evil Object's Gaze' in it.

This cost him a lot of storage fees.

Then he took back the 'ancient scholar', Xifa sorted out his appearance, and then walked out of the prayer room.

He came to the big prayer hall, went to the donation box, and threw the lady's wallet in Catherine.

He believed that there were many valuable things in that lady's wallet, Catherine.

Westfa took the last one.

All donated to the church.

Dedicated to the 'Lord of the Storm'.

This is a thank you gift for using the Holy Wind Cathedral as a negotiating place.

To be a human being, you must have numbers.

Although he is the favored person of the 'Lord of the Storm', he must not forget to thank the gods whenever he gains something.

When leaving the Cathedral of the Holy Wind, Xifa saw that the dense clouds over the city were showing signs of retreating.

Several golden rays of sunlight passed through the gaps in the clouds and fell into Backlund.

One of them shone on Xifa's body.

Xifa smiled slightly, put on a top hat, and strode away.

......

The Land Forsaken by God.

Klein, who was walking in the dark with a wind lantern, suddenly heard layers of phantom prayers.

He suddenly returned to the gray fog and sat on the high-back chair belonging to the Fool in the ancient palace.

Klein looked at the crimson star that was constantly expanding and shrinking.

I saw a middle-aged man praying inside.

It seems that the other party hasn't shaved for many days, so that gray beards grow around the mouth, on the sides of the cheeks, and on the chin.

This is Dorian, the mentor of Miss Magician.

After communication, the teacher decided to take the risk to contact Klein, the 'scholar', in order to test whether the 'The Fool' could really help the family get rid of the curse.

Tonight is the full moon.

The curse of the Abraham family will come again.

What Klein has to do is to help him fight the curse.

Above the gray fog, Klein skillfully photographed a paper figurine.

Surrounded by the power of "Origin Castle", the paper figure passed through Dorian's prayer spot and landed on him.

During this process, Klein deliberately failed to show the effect, letting the "Angel" embrace Dorian silently.

in the real world.

Dorian bent down instinctively, trying to relieve the pain caused by the curse.

But as time passed by, there was silence in his ear, and there was no "hum" sound of raving.

This is the quiet that I haven't enjoyed for many years!

This gradually made the gray beard on his face messy, stained with tears and snot.

......

"A full moon..."

On the Trafal, Xifa looked at the full moon in the night sky and sighed slightly.

Suddenly my heart moved.

He looked into the void deep in the room.

The lights in his room swelled and turned a dark green.

Then the space bulged slightly, and then a figure slowly emerged.

This is a headless woman with four heads in a dark and complicated black dress.

All of her four heads have light golden and smooth hair, her eyes are scarlet as blood, and her appearance is bright and magnificent.

This is Renette Tinichole.

This is an 'ancient evil'.

For her, no, His visit.

Sifa was not particularly surprised.

When he was hunting Catherine yesterday, he had already suspected that Renette Tinichole had descended with her body instead of the historical image.

And guessed that the angel was attracted by Catherine's '0' sealed artifact.

Now that the sealed item is in his hands, it will be a matter of time to find it.

Sure enough, the four heads of Reinette Tinichole spoke in turn.

"The snake-haired woman said..." "It's..." "Your..." "In your hand..."

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