I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

　　 In addition to being able to control the shape of the flame, the arsonist can also manipulate the movement of the flame.

　　 Xifa raised his palm, and there was red pulsation in the palm again. Under the control of Xifa, from a quiet burning state, this small flame spun to form a pocket-sized fire tornado.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the flames stopped spinning, they gathered towards the center and erupted at the top, like a volcanic eruption.

　　 followed the flame and shrank inward again, layering on top of each other. Xifa can feel its internal pressure rising continuously, and if it is not suppressed, it will explode!

　　 The contraction stopped, and the crimson slowly unfolded, releasing the internal pressure little by little, and returning to its original state. Xifa's palms closed and the flames were put away.

　　 "Well, the arsonist has the ability to freely manipulate the flame. Letting the flame simulate different shapes and have the characteristics of the corresponding shape is an external manifestation."

　　 "The ability to manipulate the flame's movement, rotation, eruption, compression, these are internal manifestations."

　　 "According to needs, give the flame a targeted shape, and use different movement methods to exert different effects. This is the core of the arsonist's ability?"

　　 "Unfortunately, the conditions here are not allowed, there is no way to do some experiments..."

　　 Xifa thought of another question.

　　How to play the arsonist?

　　 can't really set fire everywhere...

　　 In the evening, a light rain fell, which made the air fresh and moist in Tingen at night.

　　 Xifa walked into the Elk Bar, walked through the lively but not noisy hall, came to the door with the deer head hung on the wall, and knocked.

　　 The door opened a gap, eyes looked at him, and then opened the door. The gatekeeper, who was once subdued by Sifa in a few seconds, said with an urn voice: "You have not been here for many days."

　　 Xifa nodded and smiled: "I went to the far door and just came back."

　　 He walked through this room, opened another door, and came to the lobby of the Hunter Club.

　　 The light in the hall is not bright, but it is not dim.

　　 From a distance, Sifa saw Mr. Parker. The old man was standing behind the bar and wiping the bar as before. The bow tie on his body was meticulously dressed, and even the slightest wrinkle on his clothes was not visible.

　　 In front of the bar, the head of the club, Elos, is facing Xifa with his back, and seems to be drinking alone. Hudson is dead, and the hypnosis on him should be relieved.

　　 Xifa did not rush to the bar, but walked to the east of the hall, where there used to be a guy who called himself a musician who often played solo by the window.

Now.

　　 There is a table by the window, and a young man in a black classical robe sits behind the table. He has light brown hair, beautiful features, dark pupils, and a faint smile on his mouth.

　　 He is drawing an astrolabe and looks like he is going to fortune telling for someone. On the table, a chubby blue cat curled up in a ball, opening its mouth and yawning from time to time.

　　 That is the ‘Fortuneteller’ Calvin Brooke, he no longer pretends to show his original appearance. He looked like a young boy, and said to a mustache at this moment: "Wednesday afternoon, buy a bunch of roses and go to No. 45 Green Emerald Street, you will have the surprise you want."

　　 "Really? Great, how much should I pay you?" A hunter with a yellowish skin wearing a round felt hat and a moustache turned upwards asked excitedly.

　　 "1 Su Le, thank you."

　　Cavin smiled, took a banknote from the hunter, and put it away.

　　 Then he heard a familiar voice: "It seems you are doing well here."

　　 The fortune-teller raised his head. Although Sifa put on a half mask tonight, he recognized it all at once: "Mr. Bodyguard, when did you come back?"

　　 The joy of young people is beyond words.

"this afternoon."

　　 Xifa looked around: "How about it, are you still used to living here?"

　　Cavin nodded: "Everyone treats me very well, Mr. Elos takes care of me very much. He allows me to divination for everyone in the hall, the one that charges a fee."

　　 "Mr. Parker gave me a new identity, and now I am an employee of a porcelain company in Tingen."

　　 Xifa smiled and said, "You spent a lot of money, right?"

　　Cavin smiled brightly: "It's a lot, but it's worth it! Mr. Parker also rented me a room in the club, only 1 sour per week!"

　　 The fortune-teller has no means of fighting. Staying in the club with hunters looking after it will be a lot safer.

　　 "Sounds good, congratulations, you are reborn."

　　 Xifa looked in the direction of the bar: "Sorry, I have to go over and say hello."

"OK."

　　When he came to the bar, Eros had already discovered Sifa and asked Mr. Parker to pour a glass of white wine in advance.

　　 "I have to apologize to you, Duke. I didn't expect that Hudson turned out to be an ‘spectator’ and I made him a friend fortunately."

　　 Ailos pushed the glass of white wine to Sifa.

　　 Xifa picked it up and said with a smile: "It seems you already know."

　　 "I don't think it's hard to know."

　　 Ailos glanced at the old man behind the bar: "Aren't you hunting Mr. Parker at his house? At that time, many people saw the fat man fall into the street, so I knew right away that the problem was with this guy."

　　 "When he first came, he came to our place for help. I always thought he was an ordinary person."

　　 "This bastard, hide it deep enough."

　　 Xifa drank wine: "Don't mind, anyway, you are not the only one who was deceived by him."

　　 Then he put down the wine glass, and the corners of Sifa's mouth raised slightly: "Sorry, Mr. Parker, I will compensate you for the loss of the house."

"very good."

　　 The old man quickly took out a bill: "The aftermath plus the cost of redecorating ~www.readwn.com~ and furniture, a total of 26 pounds."

　　 Your bill has been prepared for two weeks.

　　Sifah took out banknotes of varying denominations from different pockets, made up the amount that the old man said, and pushed it over.

　　 Old Parker brought it with no expression on his face, took a count in front of Sifa and said, "You shouldn't have come here."

　　 Xifa cast a questioning look.

　　 The old man glanced at him: "You should go to the evil dragon bar, don't you think you have left something?"

　　 Xifa laughed: "I didn't drop anything in the Dragon Bar."

　　 He picked up the wine and was about to drink it.

　　 Suddenly, Xifa threw the wine glass, and the wind rushed out of the hall.

　　 Evil Dragon Bar.

　　 Every night here is very lively, and in the past two weeks, it is very lively.

　　 "Come, come again!"

　　 In the middle of the bar, where a ring was originally placed, there is now a table.

　　 A tall and beautiful girl sat by the table, put her hand on the table, and exclaimed, "Who else! Are you men? Just this strength?"

　　 "Come on, whoever comes over and break my wrist again!"

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