I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

East Side, Black Palm Street.

The wind howled.

A tall and burly figure appeared in the night sky. He had a thick beard on his face, his hair was short and straight, and the color was dark blue and almost pure black.

The Cardinal of the Church of the Storms, Archbishop of Backlund Diocese, and Radar Valentine, the Priest of Deep Blue, slowly descended.

The bishop's black robe embroidered with the storm symbol was wrapped tightly around his body by the wind, and outlined a strong body line. When he fell to the ground, the whole street seemed to shake gently.

Radar Valentine looked around, his eyes were deep, flashes of light from time to time, like thunder and lightning hidden behind a dark cloud.

Then, people came to the East District one after another.

Come to this street that they rarely visit.

"The damage is so bad, it's almost like being bombed by a fleet."

An old man with a beardless face and deep eyes said softly.

His appearance is extremely clean, wearing a black and red archbishop's robe, he looks very old, but from time to time his deep eyes will fill with darkness and turn into darkness.

Let everyone who faces him feel afraid, and is dominated by fear.

This is Saint Anthony Stevenson.

He is also one of the thirteen archbishops of the Church of the Evernight Goddess and the head of the Backlund Diocese.

Behind him, followed by a 'red glove'.

"It's a bit of our 'Heart of Machinery' fighting style to raze a street to the ground."

Another old man in a white priest's robe and a priest's soft hat came.

He has a kind face and a gentle expression, like a refined scholar.

This is the archbishop of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, the demigod Horamik Haydn.

Behind him, there were several church members, and walking behind the archbishop was a man with a stern face.

The man has shaggy, tousled brown hair.

He held an ancient silver mirror with strange patterns in his hand. The two sides of the mirror were decorated with black gems, which looked like two 'eyes'.

"You're here too?" Saint Anthony looked at the Archbishop of the Church of Steam.

Horamick smiled and said with his hands behind his back, "I was already asleep, but when I heard such a big noise, I thought the Feysac Empire had attacked."

"Deep Blue Priest" Radar twitched his nose slightly and said, "There are traces of the battle of the demigods here."

With deep eyes, Anthony slowly looked around: "Even if it is a demigod, such destruction is too exaggerated."

"Also, as far as I know, although there are quite a few demigods in Backlund, their fighting styles tend to be more secretive and weird."

Horamick glanced at Radar for some reason, then smiled and reminded: "Anthony, your information is too backward."

"Now, Becklandri has a demigod who is good at destruction."

Anthony raised his head: "You mean, the general who just received the honor from the king?"

Radar snorted, "Impossible."

"A kingdom general who will go to war in Backlund? Unless he is crazy!"

Horamick chuckled and glanced at the man with messy hair behind him: "It's actually very simple to wonder if the general did it."

The sight of the two demigods Anthony and Radar immediately fell on the ancient silver mirror.

"Mirror Arrodes..."

After the two archbishops exchanged glances, they chose to remain silent.

Horamick understood their intentions and said to the man behind him, "Mr. Ikanser, can you ask Arrodes for us?"

The man called Ikanser grabbed his hair, nodded, picked up the silver mirror, and stroked the surface three times with his right hand.

After a short pause, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Dear Arrodes, my question is, who are the characters fighting here tonight?"

The light on the street suddenly became deeper, as if the light was shining through the fog, and strange water light appeared on the surface of the silver mirror, and they converged into a scene:

On the street shrouded in dense fog, the houses on both sides were shadowy, and orange fireballs broke through the fog and fell to Black Palm Street.

Through the mirror, you can see three figures on the street, but because of the fog and the light of the fireball, people can't see clearly and cannot be identified.

The three archbishops looked at each other.

They had imagined various situations, but they never imagined that such destruction was not done by any demigod.

It was a disaster created by at least hundreds of 'arsonists'.

Anthony said in surprise: "Where did Backlund come from so many 'arsonists'?"

"The Intis people infiltrated secretly?" Radar frowned.

At this moment, on the surface of the silver mirror, blood-red words emerged and outlined: According to the principle of reciprocity, it is my turn to ask questions. If you lie or cannot answer, you will accept the task I arranged or be punished.

Horamick coughed dryly, turned away from looking at the magic mirror, and didn't look at Ikanser.

The other staff also turned around one after another, as if they knew what would happen next, and the staff of the Steam Church even cast sympathetic glances at the man.

On the mirror, the words slowly changed to form new sentences: Who was the last woman you saw in a dream and had a relationship with?

Ikanser's throat wriggled, his forehead was sweating, and he gritted his teeth: "Accept the punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of lightning appeared out of thin air, and in a flash of silver and white, it struck the top of Ikanser's head.

The man fell down with a bang, his hair stood on end, a little charred.

Horamick stretched out his hand, caught it and then landed, but instead the ancient silver mirror that floated on its own.

"Everyone, what do you think?" The Archbishop of the Church of Steam put away the silver mirror and looked at the others. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Radar said solemnly: "With so many 'arsonists' sneaking into Backlund, it is impossible to cover up all traces. We can search them in the areas under their respective responsibility."

Anthony said in agreement: "Although they are not demigods, the destructive power of hundreds of 'arsonists' gathered together is not much worse than that of one or two demigods."

"Even from the perspective of creating disasters, they are more dangerous than demigods."

Horamick raised his eyebrows and said, "The only one who can dispatch so many 'arsonists' is Intis, or... the Jagged Cross?"

"It's all possible." Anthony said solemnly, "In short, we have to investigate it as soon as possible."

"In addition, the targets of those 'arsonists' attacks must also be investigated."

Radar looked around and said, "There is one more point."

"There are no casualties here, don't you think it's suspicious?"

"Could it be that the residents living here knew in advance that there would be a battle here, and they all evacuated?"

Horamick said: "As far as I know, there are not many local residents here, almost none."

"Many of those houses are vacant or rented out."

"But you're right, even if it is rented, there will be tenants. And even if it is vacant, there will be homeless people occupying it."

"So, if you check where the residents in this neighborhood go, you may be able to find clues."

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version update fastest URL: