I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

"Don Quixote?" The witch Triss asked casually, "Can I meet this Sequence Two angel?"

No, you can't see.

Because I just made it up.

Xifa, who was hiding somewhere in the Eastern District, said in his heart.

in an abandoned factory.

Dean Wengris glanced at Triss, and the corners of his mouth turned up slowly: "Do you think you are qualified?"

Hearing the answer from the hunter demigod, the witch Triss's hair bulged slightly as if alive, her expression was slightly gloomy, and she quickly returned to her sweet girly appearance.

"No, no, no, why say it so hurt."

Dean Wengris smiled and said, "Are you that vulnerable?"

In the mirror, Triss was noncommittal and said, "So, what do you need me to do?"

The hunter demigod was silent for a moment, and seemed to be restraining the madness and fanaticism just now. After two seconds, he said: "If you want to track an angel-level witch, what conditions do you need to test?"

Triss's expression changed: "It seems that you are not optimistic about this transaction?"

"You have to know that we are 'conspirators', and we always have to take some precautions." Dean Wengris laughed.

The witch Triss frowned slightly and said, "It's the same as normal needs."

"Hair, blood, as long as it is related to the body, it can be used for divination and tracking."

"But don't say I didn't warn you."

"We are good at curses. When you use blood or hair, or other media to try divination tracking, we can use the connection with these media to carry out reverse curses."

Dean Wengris shrugged: "Of course I know."

"But thanks for your reminder, and you showed me sincerity."

"We originally thought of these things, but it would be better if you, the witch, confirmed it."

The witch Triss showed a sweet smile and said, "Of course I am sincere."

"Now, I ask you sincerely, Mr. Dean, what can I do when negotiating?"

......

It's already daytime.

Sifa walked out of the captain's room and went to the restaurant for dinner.

Last night, he contacted the witch Triss by controlling Dean Wengris, and finalized a plan.

Now just waiting for the 25th to come.

There are still a few days left.

When I came to the restaurant, there were many soldiers, and they all ate quietly, and the atmosphere was obviously a little heavy.

This is because of the war.

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. Although the Royal Third Fleet has completed its tasks well in the past battles.

However, with the spread of the war, Loen's situation is not optimistic.

Soldiers will worry about their families and the safety of their loved ones, and it will definitely not be as easy as before.

Sifa took breakfast and, as usual, did not enter the private dining room specially set up for him to dine.

He always dined in the hall, so that every soldier could see himself, Sifah told the soldiers in this way: I am by your side!

This is his way of leading his troops.

Eat with soldiers and fight with them.

This time Zhang Si. In this way, Sifa can understand the thoughts of most soldiers and adjust his strategy in time.

Not long after finding a place to sit down for dinner, the adjutant O'Neal came.

After this period of training, O'Neal has grown a lot.

Even the digestion of the potion was very gratifying.

He can already be promoted to Sequence 7.

"General."

After greeting Westfa, O'Neal sat next to him and said, "The latest battle report has come out, wait for me to send it to your office."

Xifa nodded slightly and asked casually, "How is the situation now?"

"Not ideal."

O'Neill sighed and said, "Bingwinter County, Midsea County, and the front line we are responsible for have all repulsed the Feysac attack time and time again."

"Winter is coming, and many people think that we are finally getting a chance to breathe."

"But the situation is not optimistic."

After destroying a piece of white bread, Xifa said: "The defense line of the Amanda Mountains and the major cities along the Yanhai and Yanyan lost a large number of soldiers' fleets in the first round of raids."

"Only Backlund, and only the Pritz Harbor side is relatively better."

O'Neill nodded and said: "Yes, in order not to cause panic, the Ministry of Defense announced that there are winners and losers, and secretly let the major captains and arsenals start frantically."

"In this case, the two defense lines were almost broken through several times, and many key areas were lost and recaptured, and they were repeatedly tug-of-war."

"The situation on the Jianhai side is slightly better. We destroyed the 'Gate of Steel' before, so that the Feysac people in that area could not get supplies, and the Jianhai fleet had a chance to breathe."

"But the Amanda Mountains are not so ideal. I heard that it has become a human meat grinder, and a large number of people are dying every day."

Sifa smiled and comforted him: "But we all persevered, didn't we?"

"If there are no surprises, this winter will be a turning point in the war."

O'Neal nodded vigorously.

Sifa had other ideas in his mind.

Winter is not necessarily a good thing.

Having fought the 'Weather Fairy', Sifa already has a deep understanding of the 'Weather Warlock'.

The Feysac people who have a 'weather warlock' may use the cold winter weather to do something.

Winter will be the turning point~www.readwn.com~ But for Ruen, whether it will turn to the upper wind or slip to the lower wind, it is unknown.

Over the next few days, the Royal Third Fleet took part in another battle, in a tug-of-war with the Feysacs for days.

After repelling the Feysac again, the time has come to the 25th.

......

This night, the clouds were thick, and the crimson moonlight could not penetrate the clouds, making the earth dark.

Especially the new community cemetery outside Xiaowai in the East District.

This cemetery was opened after the Backlund smog incident. At that time, too many people died, and the original cemetery was not enough, so this cemetery was opened.

Although it is said to be a cemetery, there are very few real graves here, and more are cabinets for storing urns.

These cabinets are placed one after the other, row after row, overlapping each other.

Commoners, especially those in the Eastside, simply cannot afford a real tomb.

After the death of their relatives, they can only store the urns here, and these urns not only have no photos and epitaphs, but many do not even have names.

after the outbreak of war.

Make a big tyrant. The number of urns here has increased significantly, and even some of the previously reserved tombs were filled with soil, and then similar cabinets were placed to store more urns.

At this moment in the middle of the night, it is very quiet here.

In the dim cemetery, some figures quietly appeared.

Four or five women wearing cloaks and covering their faces with hoods followed a beautiful woman with black hair and blue eyes in a simple white robe, walking silently among the cabinets.

Like ghosts, and like female ghosts in folklore.

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