Encounter

"Justice", who was dressed in elegant clothes, glanced sideways at "Magician" and understood what she was thinking.

This Lady nodded slightly and said, "If He hadn't intervened in this He*Pi*Book incident, it would have been abnormal. You also know what He wants most."

"Magician" did not hesitate anymore, sighed and laughed, and stepped into the crumbling darkness.

"Justice" follows closely.

The figures of the two people had just disappeared. Within Saint Viève Church of Trier Island District, streaks of Sunlight shined into the sky from bottom to top, condensing Miniature Sun.

This "Sun" shines light into the darkness of Breeze Ballroom, outlining a translucent Women wearing a white robe inlaid with gold thread. She has a beautiful appearance and a holy temperament, and it seems that she will never be contaminated by Dust.

This Patron Angel of Trier didn't even look at Sacred Heart Monastery, and passed directly through the illusory door that opened a gap.

Almost at the same time, the whine of Whistle sounded on the north side of Trier, "God of Steam and Machinery" Archbishop's Bishop's Cathedral.

This is like a part of Ritual, bringing about the sputtering of the Iron-Black chimneys that serve as the spire of the building.

A large amount of pale white mist poured into the air, and Distortion squirmed to form a Daoist shadow.

This figure is tall, has a handsome face, has long chestnut hair, and is wearing a Monks-like gray Robe and a white apron.

He is the "God of Steam and Mechanics", the Church's most recent St. Bonois of Trier.

This Angel did not enter the seal like Saint Viève, but stayed in the air to guard against other accidents, such as the attack of "Rose School" and Abomination.

At this time, the huge Tornado blew up, enveloping the dark clouds, Lightning and Torrential Rain, and covering the Golden Sun above Sacred Heart Monastery.

With the appearance of this Apocalypse celestial phenomenon, the Ritual effect, which had become very unstable due to various interferences, could no longer be maintained. The Person in the Painting lingering on the ground and the surrounding buildings were so illusory that they could be seen to be fake at a glance.

This virtual reality-like scene overlaps with the real Market District again.

Just when it was about to flip up and down, and the ground and Underground were reversed, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the darkness where Breeze Ballroom had cracked like a mirror.

The figure has straight eyebrows and blue eyes. He also has long chestnut hair that reaches his waist. He wears a white shirt with a Flowers ribbon on his upper body, a brown patterned captain's jacket, and a pair of Ivory trousers and a pair of Deep Brown leather boots.

In her left hand, she held a Golden object covered with mysterious patterns that looked like a miniature kettle.

Silently, the wick extending from the "mouth" of the object burned on its own, spraying upwards a golden light that was as thick as water.

Within the light, a distorted and blurred pale gold figure emerged, speaking in a majestic and majestic voice, "To solve your father's problem, you can only let him accept another pollution of the same level that is more suitable for him, to form some kind of balance..."

Women, who was holding the strange lamp, took a deep look at the pale Golden Body, and his body suddenly became blurred and decomposed into countless symbols and words. A torrent passed through the suddenly closed Iron-Black Gate and the completely collapsed darkness.

After Franca and Anthony·Reid, who were swallowed by Dark Light, regained their vision, they found that they came to a dim Mine.

Mine There is a little light in the distance, bringing weak visibility.

Damn it, you're not going to enter that special Mirror World again, are you? The Mutation of Market District caused the Statue of "Primordial Witch" to resonate with the ancient Mirror, creating a chain reaction? Franca couldn't help but cursed secretly.

What is this called? This is called having a broken roof and it raining at night!

As a "Spectator", Anthony·Reid's first choice after confirming his own status is to observe his surroundings.

He found that this Mine was not very big, but there was no other Tunnel connected to it. There was only one way forward, the one near the light.

At this time, Franca also found that this place was different from the last time she came in. It seemed that she had reached the end of a dead end. Of course, she and Lumian had never really explored this special Mirror World before. It was normal that they had not seen many areas before.

"Where is this?" Anthony·Reid had just asked Franca, who obviously knew what he was talking about, when he saw a figure emerging from the crack in the rock wall on the side.

The figure was curled up, hugging itself, and trembling.

He was wearing army green clothes and had a light yellow crotch, just like Anthony·Reid himself!

As if sensing Anthony's gaze, the figure turned his head and looked over. His Deep Brown-colored Eyes was full of complaints and viciousness.

"You Aggressiveness in the mirror are not too strong." Franca was not frightened and sighed in a familiar tone.

The trembling Anthony·Reid disappeared immediately.

Franca retracted his gaze and briefly explained where this place was and how he could leave.

She had just checked her belongings and found that only the Ancient Silver Mirror was missing, while the Bone Statue "Primordial Witch" was still in her hand.

Franca finally said, "The trouble now is that there is a powerful Monster guarding the way out. Last time we relied on Charles's special ability to get it out of the way. Now I don't know what to do."

"Let's first look for any other exits. Well, we have to hurry up. If you stay in this Mirror World for too long, there will be problems."

"Okay." Anthony·Reid has no experience in this area and chose to follow Franca's advice.

The two ignored the faces and figures of Concealment in the darkness on both sides, and quickly moved forward, entering the only Tunnel.

The further this road goes, the brighter the light and the higher the visibility.

After walking for a while, Franca and Anthony·Reid stopped at a suspected exit.

It was like a cave, sealed by pure light.

After the two looked at each other, Franca began to use "Magic Mirror Divination" and other methods to confirm the authenticity and danger of the export.

However, she didn't get any response.

"Huh..." Franca breathed out and said to Anthony·Reid, "Try it, if it doesn't work, return it. There is no other way."

"Yeah." Anthony·Reid nodded, and together with Franca, they pressed their hands on "Light Gate".

Their figures immediately penetrated Past.

Lumian and Jenna kept running between the towering and collapsing Grayish-White Stone Pillars, and finally came to the edge of the area paved with light black Stone Bricks.

But what caught their eyes was the majestic Pitch-Black and blood-red city, and the Giant figure shrouded in Gale, Lightning, heavy rain, smoke and Flames.

The only difference is that they changed from facing Giant's figure and weather turbulence to now being on the side.

"We were running in the opposite direction, why did we come back again?" Jenna whispered in confusion.

Lumian looked back and said, "As 'Hunter', I am unlikely to get lost. The current situation shows that there is a problem with the direction of this space.

"Perhaps, no matter where we run, we will eventually come back to this neighborhood."

The only thing he was lucky about was that the distance between the two of him and the Giant figure was barely wide, at least two to three thousand meters.

After listening to Lumian's explanation, Jenna turned his attention to the front.

She saw outside the light black Stone Bricks, scattered on the Wilderness connected to the magnificent city, were pieces of Mirror Fragments. They were not big, but they were numerous, tens of thousands, countless.

Lumian stared at this scene, but what he was thinking about was another thing.

He just thought of a way to quickly restore his spirituality:

In this place that can effectively weaken the influence of Evil God, hold Ritual, Steal Gift, and promote Sequence 6 "Ascetic" to "Fate" Pathway!

While making various states unstable, this can help Lumian instantly restore his spirituality and gain enhancement.

In other words, exchange the stability of the current state for spiritual improvement and replenishment.

Before holding Ritual, Lumian needs to confirm one thing:

That is whether Mr. "The Fool" cannot look at this place.

In that case, it is very possible for Termiboros to use Ritual to escape based on the unintelligent seal itself. After all, the essence of Ritual is to make a gap in the seal crack and draw the corresponding Fate power to the outside!

Lumian was just about to ask Jenna to help him guard the surroundings when he saw a figure growing out of a broken mirror on Wilderness.

His and Jenna's pupils dilated, and they instinctively hid behind the nearby Grayish-White Stone Pillars and the pile of rocks created by its partial collapse.

The figure quickly became real. He was wearing a black Cloak and was over 1.7 meters tall.

Lumian glanced secretly in that direction and then looked away.

He felt that this figure looked familiar.

Not long after, he heard a familiar voice coming from further away:

"You didn't come too late."

This, this is Gardner·Martin! He came in too? Lumian didn't dare to look in.

He then remembered who the person who set Cloak was:

The Carbonari member whom he met and followed by Franca!

Carbonari Shouldn't it cause chaos on the ground? Lumian thought in confusion.

At this time, Jenna took out a side of Mirror and asked with gestures if he needed help.

She can cast Mirror Magic and simply use mirror objects in a small area to show what they reflect on the designated Mirror.

And there are a large number of Mirror Fragments scattered on the edge of Wilderness which is very close to them.

Lumian slowly shook his head and told Jenna "Wait a minute" with his mouth and gestures.

Wait until the critical moment to do this, there is no need to take the corresponding risks now.

At this time, a slightly mellow deep voice responded Gardner·Martin:

"Where is your 'Iron and Blood Cross Order' president?"

"Of course we go there." Gardner·Martin said with a smile, "That's the stage for the big shots, and we have our own mission."

He paused and then said, "Why are you still wearing Cloak? Is there someone else underneath?"

"You are still as cautious as ever." The deep voice sighed.

Lumian and Jenna then heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Lumian immediately winked at Jenna.

Jenna understood it, touched Mirror with his hand, and silently read out Incantation.

Waterlight floats on the surface of Mirror, casting a shadow of Daoist.

The figure was wearing Cloak but not Hood. His hair was thick and slightly curly, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, his beard was trimmed neatly, and the bridge of his nose was raised in the middle.

This...Lumian recognized this person.

Philip!

Dead General Philip!