Chapter 472 "Reinforcements" Erato district, a camp of the Trier garrison. In the dark night with dim moonlight, a large number of soldiers rushed out of different buildings and formed teams in no disorder. Some launched artillery pieces to bombard roadblocks in the distance, while others carried rifles and advanced in groups of several people towards the boulevard area. There are also fighters wearing steam backpacks and holding huge guns. They always occupy the surrounding high points or easy hiding places. In a house in the camp, Albus, whose hair seemed to be dyed red, sat in the officer's seat and crossed his legs over the edge of the table in front of him. Within his sight, there were heads floating in the air, with bloody spines dragging underneath them, as if they had long tails. The heads flew towards the headless corpse wearing a blue soldier's coat with gold threads, and the blood-stained white spines were placed into the empty neck. Snap! They completed the "installation" at the same time, twisted left and right a few times, and got familiar with their new bodies. The newly created soldiers quickly took up their weapons, followed unknown orders, and rushed out in a very disciplined manner. Albus Medici said with a "tsk".

“It’s such a nostalgic scene. "Will there be a river of blood tonight?" ………… There are many spires standing on the outside of the beige building complex, which is painted in gold. Magician and Justice heard the rumble of artillery fire. "Premature rebellion?" The "magician" in a white bow-tie shirt and a beige long skirt had starlight in his eyes, as if he had penetrated the obstacles of the spiritual world and seen the movements in the military camp. Her previous astrological results showed that the disaster would take some time to break out, but Janna captured the cyborg monks and discovered that they were connected to the evil god's followers. After delivering paint and brushes, fate obviously changed and the illusory gears officially started turning. The disaster started early without sufficient preparation. "Justice," who was wearing a light blue dress, listened to the roar of the cannon and said in a calm voice: "This scale is obviously not enough to overthrow the current government of Intis. It can only bring about a certain, short-term chaos... “And strikes, marches, protests, riots, etc?” "These are the strengths of the Iron Cross and the Carbonari. The disappearance of Gardner Martin and some of his men might have been intended to ignite a spark. But now it seems that the two parts are not connected closely enough and lack effective coordination, and have failed to form a linkage." The "Magician" turned his attention to the southeast area, where there are the memorial hall area, market area and botanical garden area. Justice nodded slightly and said: “This shows that our efforts have had some effect. "They were forced to advance, and it's good to be able to do this." As soon as she finished speaking, a "doll" messenger in a light golden skirt walked out of the void and handed the letter from "Judgment" to the "Magician". "Good evening, Miss Justice, I hope you are in a good mood." The messenger greeted Justice happily. She is a spiritual creature with mysophobia, obsessive-compulsive disorder and a love of beauty, and Miss Justice perfectly fits her hobbies. On the contrary, she couldn't stand the many shortcomings of her employer, so she could only increase her own workload. Of course, this also brought closeness and trust between the two parties. The "magician" unfolded the letter and quickly glanced through it, his expression slightly changing:

“The world in the painting… "Arrodes used the lucky gold coin and the seal of Mr. Fool on Lumian to vaguely see the rough situation of the world in the painting? "Part of the Market Avenue scene..." After the Magician whispered, he said to Justice: "I roughly understand what those evil god followers want to do, and I also know why they want to set up a 'hostel' and what the nature of those 'rooms' are. "We can't delay any longer. We must act now to control or eliminate Ms. Moon, and then go find the world in the painting." Justice nodded: "it is good." She smiled and said: “Trust your companions, trust our collaborators.” “Yes.” The “magician” took a step towards the Sacred Heart Monastery, and the hem of her beige dress suddenly fluttered up. She raised her hands, and bright stars appeared around her. They look very far away, yet so densely packed together that they seem to merge into the night sky of the plateau. These countless stars cast their light onto the surface of the Sacred Heart Monastery. The "magician" then pulled up the void in front of him as if he was holding a heavy object. In the violent and silent shaking, the Sacred Heart Monastery with its multiple spires and the land beneath it were "thrown" into the deep black void, and violent hurricanes and layers of darkness appeared around them. Almost at the same time, one after another, blazing rays of sunlight lit up on the connected buildings, as if creating thousands of miniature suns. They resist the dark hurricane and try to illuminate the hidden void. The figures of "Magician" and "Justice" disappeared from the spot and appeared in the space that was curved and contracted on all sides, as if it was about to form a dark sphere. The golden retriever squatting nearby used "psychological invisibility" to carefully observe the surrounding situation and maintain the most focused vigilance. ………… The world in the painting, market avenue. One after another, yellowed skeletons stained with dark red and rust crawled out from the darkness corresponding to the Breeze Ballroom. They carry a strong breath of death and emit a rich smell of rust and blood. When these come together, they create and support a feeling of madness and violence. The feeling was as if it were real, and it instantly shook the crystal barrier surrounding the darkness, causing a large number of cracks to appear on it, and then it collapsed and shattered silently. Seeing this scene, seeing the woman in the white suspender skirt who was leading the Samson family over, and seeing several "rooms" with a similar temperament to Safari entering the market avenue, some words that the "doll" messenger had said instantly flashed through Lumian's mind. Those old bones! His mind moved, and while he grabbed Janna's arm with his left hand, he once again sank his mind into his right palm. Those bright red scars were highlighted once again, and an extremely violent, abnormally crazy, and superior aura surged from his body, causing the blue sky and white clouds and the setting sun to shake noticeably. Even with their experience, Safari and the other "rooms" were still stunned for a moment and began to tremble uncontrollably. The two fairies who were outside before were even more terrified, thinking that a powerful person had arrived and the world in the painting was about to collapse. Those yellowed, tattered, incomplete old bones creaked and turned their bodies, lowering their heads to Lumian in unison, without instinctively attacking the nearest human. Lumian raised his chin slightly, and pointed his right hand towards those "rooms" and the two fairies with an unusually cold attitude.

The old bones wearing tattered armor and holding rusty weapons suddenly turned into dangerous white fireballs and blasted towards every real target. The pupils of the goblin wearing a blue beret suddenly dilated, and he suddenly stretched out his palm and pressed towards the void. Her body became illusory again, with more emptiness and indifference, as if it was hidden in another world. Boom! After the blazing white fireball overlapped with her figure, a powerful explosion occurred directly, but it was unable to reach the distant fantasy world and harm the target. The "painter" in red pants had already fallen hard, breaking some bones, and was still a little dizzy. There was no time to change his state, so he could only consider using the extreme speed he obtained at Sequence 8 to forcibly move his position. However, as soon as his body bounced, he was hit by the blazing white fireball. Boom! This "goblin" was blown to pieces, his abdomen was holed, his internal organs were spilling out, his left arm was broken, and his body was covered with signs of severe burns. He fainted immediately and his life slipped away quickly. The blazing white fireball that flew towards Safari and Gabriel suddenly entered a wilderness, and was several hundred meters away from the mannequin with an indifferent and empty expression. It became weaker and weaker as it flew, and after flying for a hundred or two hundred meters, it finally fell to the ground and exploded with a loud bang. Perhaps the most dangerous one, a woman wearing a white halter dress, slightly curly black hair, a beautiful face, and who seemed to have no soul, was collectively targeted and bombarded by multiple blazing white fireballs. But those dangerous fireballs either bypassed the raised palm of the mannequin on their own, or exploded strangely prematurely. Some even floated strangely upwards, flew into the air and turned into fireworks. It's like "Room 7" is in a fate where it won't be attacked. Not far from Safari, there was a beautiful woman in a bright red dress. Her eyes were also empty and her temperament was quite detached. At this moment, she looked at a blazing white fireball flying towards her like a meteor without taking any action. The blazing white fireball grew dimmer and smaller, and when it was about to hit its target, it completely went out and turned back into a yellowed skeleton holding a rusty spear. The skeleton shook a few times, then collapsed with a loud crash, and the sense of withering became more and more obvious. Right next to the coffee shop diagonally opposite, there was a plump lady in an elegant black dress. On the one hand, she seemed to have lost her own spirituality and looked extremely erratic, but on the other hand, she showed a longing expression and eyes, opened her mouth towards the flying white fireball, and raised her hands holding the silver knife and fork. With a whoosh, she cut the blazing fireball in half. An illusory vortex with phantom fangs appeared in her mouth, swallowing up the half of the fireball that had "eliminated" the danger. Boom! The other half of the fireball lost balance and deviated from the target at an angle, shattering the glass of the cafe, overturning the tables and chairs inside and the outer wall next to it. Next to the darkness of the Breeze Ballroom, Lumian saw the Old Bones transform into blazing white fireballs to attack different "rooms" and the two fairies. He did not wait for the final result, nor did he take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack. Instead, he grabbed Janna's arm, kicked his right foot, and pounced towards the original location of the Breeze Ballroom, towards the place where the Old Bones crawled in. (End of this chapter)