I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

Inside the window was a dark and simple bedroom. Xifa first took out the 'Shadow Gauntlet' and put it on. This extraordinary weapon almost blended with the shadows in the room. Even if he was wearing it, Xifa could hardly feel its existence. .

Mrs. Paris is obviously not a clean person, the bedroom is messy, placed on the inner bed, the quilt has not been folded, and a corner hangs under the bed. On the table on the right, there are wool and crochet needles, as if they are preparing for the arrival of winter, but those things have not been touched for a long time, and the table is covered with dust.

There was a basket of dried radishes in the corner, and beside it was a dilapidated cupboard with a basket of eggs in it. Two gray mice sensed the human breath, got into a hole in the corner of the cupboard, and disappeared. .

Xifa gently pushed the door open, walked out of the bedroom, and turned the dilapidated house around. He patronized the living room, kitchen, and bathroom. Without exception, these places were either dirty or littered with all kinds of garbage. It seemed that Paris hadn't cleaned up the house for a long time.

Sifa can't help but wonder how busy she is to let herself live in the garbage.

However, when he opened the utility room, he found it was unexpectedly clean. The room was in perfect order, and inside, Sifa discovered a basement.

Looking at the staircase submerged in the darkness in front of him, Xifa felt that the air below was cold and humid, as if this staircase led to the bottomless abyss.

He found a horse lantern beside him, and when the light came on, Sifa was in no hurry to go in.

Using materials he could find in the tool shed, he created two simple traps that didn't do much damage. But in case there is something below and he has to escape, these two traps can play a certain blocking role.

Xifa remembered that he always played the role of 'hunter'.

After setting up the trap, Xifa picked up the lantern and walked down.

The stairs were not long, nor did they lead to the abyss, and Sifa quickly reached the ground.

The basement is very spacious and doesn't feel stuffy. The walls are made of wood boards and a room is separated. The door of the room was ajar, and the cold and damp air flowed through the crack of the door.

Xifa walked forward with the lantern, and first saw a wooden cabinet, where clothes, hats, gloves, and tools were thrown.

No matter the size or style, it doesn't look like Mrs. Paris's. Besides, there are two blue work uniforms among them. Xifa doesn't think that the old lady will go to the factory to make a living.

In front of the wooden cabinet, in the middle of the basement, there is a round table with a wooden statue on it.

A very strange statue that combines the concepts of 'tree' and 'female'. There are roots, vines, knotty burls, and blooming flowers on the statue. But at the same time, there are female organs, symbolic parts and a beautiful face.

The delicate carving technique makes each strand of hair clear and smooth, the eyebrows are deep, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are plump, and there is a bit of temptation in the softness.

Seeing this weird statue that made people intuitively feel some kind of evil, Xifa actually had a heartbeat and a primitive impulse to indulge in joy!

He quickly moved his gaze away from the statue, and near the round table, he found a few candles, which had traces of being used, and the candle liquid had solidified at the bottom.

Although he hasn't learned ritual magic yet, this doesn't prevent Xifa from making a judgment. Mrs. Paris has held some kind of ceremony here.

And more than once!

The light moved, and a piece of parchment was nailed with a dagger on the round table. This yellowed paper was obviously not owned by an old lady who lived alone, and it attracted Xifa's attention.

When he came to the paper, Xifa saw that there was a spell written on it in Hermes script.

'Behind the light there is no shadow. '

'You are the great, hidden invisible one. '

‘You are the ruler of desires, you hide in all things and spread white haze. '

'I pray to you. '

'I pray for the power of concealment;'

'I pray to invisible power;'

'I pray for your favor. '

‘Here, I offer you a sacrifice of flesh and blood, and pass on my faithful faith through the spirituality of blood! '

Xifa gasped, no matter how you look at it, this is not a mantra to pray for help from the Evernight Goddess.

This incantation is too treacherous and full of evil thoughts. Whether it is a flesh sacrifice or blood spirituality, it is undoubtedly an evil sacrifice.

Xifa also saw that under the spell, there was also a Hermes pronunciation written in Loen script about this spell.

In other words, Mrs. Paris may not know the specific content of the incantation. She thought she was offering sacrifices to the Goddess of the Night?

Someone is spreading the belief of an evil god under the guise of a goddess?

Xifa immediately pulled out the dagger, rolled up the parchment and put it away. This thing must be handed over to the church, and the seeds of evil gods cannot be allowed to take root in the town.

at this time.

Xifa heard a muffled sound, like a woman moaning in joy, or someone singing softly. The voice was illusory and ethereal, just hearing a few notes, Xifa felt a burst of primitive impulse again.

The hunter's keen sense of hearing allowed him to quickly find the source of the sound, which actually came from the weird statue on the table.

Sudden.

The eyeballs on the female face on the statue actually looked at Sifa, and spit out a puff of pink smoke from its mouth.

Xifa immediately backed away clutching his mouth and nose, without hesitation, pointed the snake-scale pistol at the statue, and fired continuously.

bang bang bang—

Cifer fired four shots in a row, and the bullets hit the statue, sending sawdust flying and falling off the table.

When it fell to the ground, the statue shattered, and a viscous red liquid gushed out of it, like blood.

At the moment when the statue shattered, Xifa vaguely heard a scream, which seemed to not exist in the real world, but sounded from his mind.

The sound disappeared in a flash, but it gave Sifa a splitting headache.

He couldn't help covering his head with his hands, forgetting to leave. After the headache subsided, Xifa held up the lantern and looked around, and glanced at the half-hidden door. He raised the revolver, intending to investigate.

Unexpectedly, there was a faint exclamation from above.

It was the voice of sister Harri Belle!

Cifer immediately rushed up the stairs to the bedroom and out the window.

Seeing Harri Bell leaning against the gravel fence, her body trembling slightly, her face pale, and her pupils dilated slightly.

What's wrong? Xifa nervously checked her status, Is there any injury?

The aristocratic girl dressed as a newsboy came back to her senses, shook her head, but raised her finger and pointed at the overly big Quercus japonica tree in front of her.

There is a tree hole there. In the tree hole, I seem to see a person.

Is there someone in the tree hole? Xifa looked at the lantern in his hand, thankful he didn't throw it away just now.