I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

"Good morning, Mr. Ross, are you nervous? Wipe the sweat from your forehead."

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A voice sounded in the captain's room, and in the position opposite the door, a gray-haired old man sat on a leather chair. He was small and thin, and the light in the captain's room was dim, and Ross could hardly see it. he.

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It wasn't until he spoke, until he lit a cigar, that Ross didn't realize his existence.

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The old man's face was thin, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were like glass beads stained with dust. He was wearing a heavy stand-up collar coat, and was holding a cigar in his skinny hands.

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There is almost no breath of life on his body, and his whole body is like a corpse, a puppet, lifeless.

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If it weren't for his chest still heaving, and if it weren't for the fact that his face was still a little bloody, Ross would have thought he was talking to a corpse.

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"Good morning, Mr. Anders." Ross said nervously, although it was cold in the captain's room, he was still sweating.

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The old man he called Anders laughed and said, "I'm afraid I'm not very good, Mr. Ross. If I guessed correctly, you didn't bring back the person I wanted, did you?"

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Ross hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Mr. Anders, I've actually found that kid. If I hadn't killed a hunter, Rayleigh, I would have brought that yellow-skinned monkey to you now!"

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"Hunter Rayleigh..."

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Anders spit out a thick smoke and said, "You are not responsible for this matter. Next, I will hand over to Mr. Hal."

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"Mr. Hal?" Ross looked blank, as if he had never heard of the name.

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Drip...Answer...Drip...

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At this time, he heard intermittent dripping sound, and then someone knocked on the door outside. After getting permission from Anders, the door was pushed open.

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Ross looked back, and walked in from the outside to a rather tall man. He wears a boat-shaped panel, and the part below his eyes is covered by a black scarf with a scary pattern on it. It is a fish with octopus tentacles that looks like some kind of sea monster.

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He was wearing a cloak, and the water was dripping from the corners of his cloak. When he walked in, the air in the room suddenly became humid and had a strong sea smell.

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When the man looked at Ross, Ross realized that his pupils were narrow, somewhat like those of cold-blooded reptiles like snakes or lizards.

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Under his black scarf, under his cloak, something squirms from time to time, causing the clothes on his body to rise and fall from time to time.

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Ross shrank back instinctively, and then listened to Anders' introduction: "This is Hal, Captain Hal Constantine. Maybe you are more familiar with his title, and everyone who knows him calls him. For 'Deep Sea Vice Admiral'."

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Ross's head buzzed.

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Lieutenant General of the Deep Sea?

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The one who was repelled by Hunter Rayleigh?

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"Good morning, Mr. Anders." From under the black turban, a strange voice sounded, making people feel that the pirate general was not speaking with his mouth, but was using a technique similar to 'ventral language' to pronounce.

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Maybe under his black scarf, there is a clump of cold, slippery, sticky tentacles! Ross shuddered at the thought.

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"Hello, Mr. Hal, as I said before, I want to ask you to chase a sailboat. I heard that the captain of the sailboat is Rayleigh the hunter. I wonder if you are interested?" Anders took it. Cigar, with a stiff smile on his face.

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"Hunter Rayleigh..." Constantine said in a weird voice, "I'm looking forward to this job very much, do you have any requirements? You don't want to live, do you?"

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Anders said, "Mr. Ross, please give that photo to Mr. Hal."

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Ross took out the photo of Lin Rui and approached it carefully. As soon as he got close to Ross, he could smell the unbearable smell on the general's body, but the nouveau riche smiled and handed over the photo.

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Constantine took out a gloved hand from the cloak, took Rose's photo, looked at it for a while, and said, "This is it?"

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"I want the man in this photo. He's on Hunter Rayleigh's boat. Remember, Mr. Hal, I want to live."

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Anders leaned back, took a cigar and said leisurely: "Except for him, you can do whatever you want with the others. It doesn't matter if you kill them all."

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"good."

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Constantine didn't seem like the kind of chatty person. After he put away the photo, he immediately turned and left.

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Ross glanced at the place where he was standing just now, and found a pool of slippery mucus left on the floor, which made the nouveau riche get goosebumps all over his body.

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"It's none of your business for now, Mr. Ross," Anders said slowly. "This time, I'll allow you to fail. But you've used up your chances. Remember, if you mess up next time. If I smash it, I won't be so kind."

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"Yes, Mr. Anders." When Ross heard this, he was relieved and quickly left.

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After he left, someone came out from the darkness in the depths of the captain's room: "The hunter Rayleigh is very powerful, and Constantine has had a duel in his hand. I'm afraid this time will be no exception."

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This is a man of medium stature, with his hair combed back and pale skin.

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It was last night, on Phuket Island, the bearded man who almost kept Lin Rui.

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His breath was sluggish, he coughed repeatedly after speaking, and his body was wrapped in many bandages. It looked like he was seriously injured: "If it wasn't for the thing you gave me, Mr. Anders, I wouldn't be back last night."

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"Mr. Anders, you must not underestimate that hunter."

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The cigar that had already been smoked was thrown into the ashtray by Anders. The thin-faced old man said with a blank smile, "I won't underestimate anyone, but don't underestimate Constantine either."

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"The sea is his stage, his home. On the sea, Constantine is very strong."

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"Of course, I'm ready for him to fail. But even if he fails, it will cause losses to the hunter. At that time, we can take down the hunter without any effort."

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On the Explorer, a certain hunter sneezed at www.uukanshu.com.

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Xifa took out the glass bottle containing the mysterious shards. He put the bottle in the sunlight and looked at it. The shard in the bottle from the dream of the sea of ​​ruins reflected the sunlight. It seemed to be nothing special except for the lightning symbol on it. place.

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At this moment, he heard a sound coming from behind the deck, and Sifah put away the bottle and walked over.

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He saw Lin Rui sitting cross-legged on the deck, holding his hair with both hands, as if washing his hair, turning his black hair into a messy bird's nest.

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"Is it because the distance is too far? Since I came here, the connection with the 'God' has weakened. Even if the handprints and runes are displayed correctly, many magical techniques cannot be used."

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"Right now, all I can use are low-level magical techniques like 'Hidden Trace' and 'Fire Arrow', which are really nerve-racking."

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