When he heard the name "Room 1", Lumian was inevitably stunned for a moment, no matter how experienced he was and what he had encountered.

Safari and Gabriel had previously said that there were 13 "rooms" in the "hostel", but "Room 1" never appeared, and it seemed that he did not enter the "hostel". “

It's incredible!

Lumien was very sure that the symbols on his body came from Mr. "Fool" and the being in the name of fate, and had nothing to do with the "painter", although he did have the evil angel of Themipolos living in his body, but there was an essential difference from the "hostel room" such as Safari: the source of power was different, and the form of sojourn was also different!

At this moment, Lumian didn't care to analyze why the man suspected of being a "goblin" called himself "Room 1", whether there was important information hidden in it, he only knew one thing, that is, if he couldn't solve or control the two enemies in mid-air in a very short time, and take the black hole in this area of the Breeze Ballroom in his own hands and Jana, then when the guests of the "hostel" found out about the abnormal movement here and drove the "room" to come, things would be in trouble.

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When Janna heard the name "Room 1", although she glanced sideways at Lumian in shock, she didn't question her companion or waste time asking, she directly took out the obsidian-like "Bloodthirsty Arrow", and inserted the magical item into her chest again just a few hours later.

At this time, I can't take care of the problem of accumulation of abnormalities in the body!

In the same way, even if the Charles really had any problems, they would have to wait until they escaped from here to ask!

With the insertion of the "Bloodthirsty Arrow", a thick black mist filled Jana's back, which formed a pair of large, rather illusory bat wings.

The black wings covered with a skin flap forcefully drove Jenna into flight, pounced on the woman in the blue beret and the man in the red pants.

At the same time, black flames gradually condensed in the palm of this "witch".

The huge bat wings went from the bottom to the top, obscuring the view of the two "painters".

The man in the red pants immediately turned his paintbrush, dipped it in silver-white paint, and quickly sketched a stroke on his clothes, outlining a lightning bolt with teeth and claws.

Silver-white lightning broke away from the man's white shirt and slashed at Jana's illusory, skin-covered black wings.

In the crackling sound, Jana was entangled in the small silver-white thunder snake, and there was a certain paralysis all over her body, and the rich black mist that made up the bat's wings was dissipated by the electric light, and it was much thinner, and it could no longer support Jana's flight, allowing her to float and fall.

At this moment, behind the "painter" in red trousers, the figure of Lumian was outlined in mid-air.

He didn't have the ability to fly, and he couldn't float, so he chose to "teleport" directly!

When he saw Jana use the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" to create "Dark Wings" and fly towards the two suspected "goblins" with great momentum, he knew that this companion should be trying to attract the attention of the enemy, and create an opportunity for himself to raid one of the targets and quickly eliminate him.

- "Witches" rarely fight this way.

"Hah!" Lumian opened his mouth and made a sound.

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A pale yellow glow resembling an air stream erupted from his mouth and fell on the man in the red pants.

The "painter" who had just painted the lightning bolt had not yet reacted, and before he even noticed that Lumian was behind him, he closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

He instantly lost the strength of being suspended in mid-air and slammed to the ground.

And the woman in the blue beret did not panic, and one figure after another appeared in her eyes as if hiding a world.

One of them straddles the unreal and the real, from the realm of fantasy to the world of painting.

She wore a light blue dress, her blonde hair was long and thick, her eyes were light blue, and her expression was serene.

Auror!

It's Auror!

When Lumian saw this scene, not only did he not hesitate or hesitate, but his eyes burned with rage.

Do you deserve to fantasize about Oroel too?

As he fell from the sky, a cloud of crimson fireballs appeared on his body, and they rushed furiously towards the woman in the blue beret.

The woman stretched out her right hand and pressed it into the void, and the whole person suddenly became illusory, and her expression was a little more empty and indifferent.

A large number of fireballs fell on her, but they did not detonate, and it seemed to be empty.

The fireballs flew directly through the woman's figure, flew not far away, and exploded with a bang.

At this time, the "painter" in the red pants fell to the ground earlier than Jana, and there was a noticeable click.

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The intense pain allowed him to get out of the coma created by the "Hum Ha Technique" and instinctively opened his eyes.

As soon as the woman in the blue beret dodged the explosion, she immediately broke away from her strange state and flew towards Jana, who was about to fall to the ground, with the speed of an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, she crashed into Jana, starry and sparkling, like a meteorite.

Click!

Jana's body shattered into multiple pieces, degenerating into a mass of mirror fragments that reflected sunlight.

Her figure was then redrawn next to the deep darkness that dominated the area of the Breeze Ballroom.

Lumian swooped down, his feet slamming on the ground, his body shaking.

At this moment, both of them and the woman in the blue beret had a premonition, and at the same time turned their heads sideways and looked at the various intersections leading into the market avenue.

One after another women with detached temperaments, wandering eyes, and indifferent expressions came from different directions, including the "Room 12" of Safari, including the "Room 7" that Lumian and Jana had just encountered. “

Gabriel followed closely behind Safari, her gaze becoming more and more hollow, her face contorted, as if hiding untold pain.

This made Jaanna and Lumian's scalps tingle, as if they were falling into the abyss, irretrievable and irreversible.

Suddenly, a palm poked out from the deep darkness of the Breeze Ballroom.

It had no flesh or skin, and was made up of withered, yellowish, rust-stained bones.

Inside a mysterious cave depicting giant murals.

The young painter changed his state and was freed from the grasp of the white palm.

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It was as if he was in the gap between reality and the spiritual world, neither being touched by others nor being able to touch others, and could only watch as the blank space on the rock wall and the ground became dark and sticky, like a swamp without a bottom.

At this moment, an incomplete skeleton made of dry bones, stained with dark red and rust, crawled out of the "swamp".

The skeleton, which seems to have come from ancient times, reached into the oil painting on the rock wall, from the place that corresponds to the Breeze Ballroom but is not yet finished.

Underneath it, more yellowed skeletons crawled out of the bottom of the "swamp", some clad in shattered iron-colored armor, some carrying rusty weapons, some missing a third of their bodies, some without heads......

......

Market area, underground of the church of St. Robles, inside the Inquisition.

Angoulême sitting in an office in a gold shirt. Morality. François watched as his subordinates sent intelligence one by one:

"There was a violent explosion in the direction of the Fukatani Monastery..."

"Unusual movement detected underground...."

"The Church of Saint-Viève has given the order to carry out the highest vigilance tonight......"

"Someone at the dock is organizing a general strike tomorrow morning and distributing weapons ...."

"There are also people organizing a big march in several factories in the south...."

The "purifiers" had more informants than any other intelligence peddler, and the anomalies gathered from various parts of the market area made Angoulême almost lose control of his expression, and his facial muscles twitched a few times invisibly.

When it was finally quiet, and no subordinates came in to report for the time being, Angoulême stood up, pulled his collar, picked up the heavy file, and slammed it on the table.

With this action, the deacon of the "Purifier" scolded silently: "Hidden Blade', do you want me to die?"

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Since the "Hidden Blade" will Gardner. Martin had cooperated with the Charcoal Burners, who had been involved in the anomaly of the Fukaya Monastery and the problem of the "hostel", and all sorts of strange things came from all directions, pressing on his nerves.

It had only been a few hours since Angoulême had a feeling that a storm was coming.

Call....... Angoulême let out a sigh of relief, and simply laid out the information and the information provided by the Hidden Blade, as well as the questions she had asked for confirmation, and pressed them against the wall with a pushpin to see if she could gather any clues or find overlooked details.

The deacon of the "Purifier" walked back and forth in the room, his gaze constantly moving.

After a while, his gaze fell on one of the sheets.

That's the record of the "Hidden Blade" asking him about the secrets of the old cemetery of the church of St. Robles, but not getting an answer.

And that old cemetery is located in what is now the Breeze Ballroom.

Angoulême's heart fluttered, and he decided to ask for an answer to this question again.

It's one of the few things he can do at the moment.

Bastard "Hidden Blade", when this problem is solved, if you don't leave the market area, I will apply for a transfer! Angoulême cursed as he rushed into the telegraph room and angrily prepared a telegram.

He wants to tell the Excellency above that at this time, don't pay attention to authority in matters like intelligence.

The sooner you figure out the details, the better you can find out the truth and stop the disaster!

After ten minutes of waiting, Angoulême received a call back:

"The old cemetery of the Church of St. Robles is located on the seal node of the Quaternary Trier, and there was a leak that caused some of the Quaternary dead to come out, and then it was reinforced and the situation has been brought under control."

"When the catacombs seal system replaced similar nodes, the old cemetery lost its function and was no longer retained."