Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 440: Spiral of contradictions (1)

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Lord's complexion is a little weird, this kind of sentence pattern has a familiar feeling, and I seem to have heard it often in my previous life.

After a brief distraction, he greeted the question again, that is, what is hidden in that weird factory, and how nervous is Nexia's expression?

The source of the evil in this city, this time the vocabulary just sounds, it makes people intuitively feel that it is definitely not a good thing.

What is the connection between the Casanova Hotel, Wilbur Waterley, and the Inferno Prison?

Furthermore, to rebuild a hotel underground with exactly the same structure. Is it possible that Wilbur Waterley's attempt was just to cover up the spiritual prison?

Intuition tells him, it's not that simple!

The mysterious Wilbur Waterley, who built this underground hotel, must have other ulterior motives.

"You have to lose it to my daughter..."

Lord sighed faintly, and said: "If you change to an individual and say riddles like this in front of me, you will have died ten times by now."

Constantine deeply agreed: "Yes, the Riddler is the most hateful. Gabriel used to be like this, and he almost ripped off his wings!"

"I didn't mean it, father."

Nexia looked apologetic, his cuffs were firmly held in his hands, and he lowered his head deeply: "But I really can't say more, otherwise...everything will go off track."

"It's okay, I didn't blame you."

Seeing the girl's pitiful appearance, Lord couldn't bear to blame her, stretched out his hand and rubbed the girl's blonde hair, and chuckled: "It's just a mere layer of spiritual prison, and I can't hold your father and me."

Although things have become more complicated, fortunately, it is not all bad news. At least now they know that this is not a real spiritual hell, at least there is no need to penetrate the nine hells.

The bad news is...

Even if it's only a layer of spiritual prison, the internal space is extremely huge, even intricate like a maze, and there is also the threat of weeping angels, so finding a key in such a place is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

Although there is a ‘prophet’ by her side who knows where the key is, but she is controlled by the timeline and cannot interfere too much in the current time and space, so she still has to rely on them.

This feeling...it hurts.

It's like there's a strategy on the side, but they just can't watch it, and they insist on going through the level by themselves.

"Damn it!"

Constantine said angrily: "I knew that Wilbur had a problem, I should have caught him and tortured him!"

"Wilbur... is not dead yet."

Nexia said: "It's in that factory, so you still have a chance to see him, provided that we have to find the key."

"Swear to God, I must break his arm off and push it into his asshole!" Constantine gritted his teeth.

"Don't talk harshly."

Lord shook his head and said, "First find a way to find the key. You two will follow me closely, the crying angel...it's likely to be nearby."

So far, the crying angel who threatened them the most has not yet appeared.

Who knows which dark corner these lonely assassins are hiding in, waiting for a fatal blow from the darkness, so for the sake of caution, they must never be separated, let alone relax their vigilance.

The Casanova Hotel on the ground floor is different from the hotel upstairs. The circuit here has not been cut off by the angels, and the lighting system is still in normal operation, so the entire hotel lobby looks bright, except for the lack of popularity.

The three slowly walked through the hall and walked to the stairs to the left of the mural.

Sure enough, the structure here is contrary to the structure of the hotel upstairs. The stairs do not go up, but extend to a deeper place.

"The hotel above has nine floors, and the one below should be the same, so the ninth floor of the key is most likely to appear." Constantine analyzed.

"Let’s go down and take a look."

Lord walked in the forefront and let Nexia follow him closely.

Here is only his instantaneous step speed, and he can react and escape the claws at the moment the angel appears, so the task of leading the battle can only be entrusted to him.

The staircase of the Casanova Hotel is slightly different from other hotels. It is a spiral downward structure, and the position of the stairs on each floor is different, which dispels Lord's desire to go directly to the ninth. Layers of thoughts.

Standing on the edge of the handrail of the stairs, looking down from above, the spiral staircase structure seems to have some special magic power, which makes people feel an urge to jump directly from above.

Fortunately, the impact is not great, even ordinary people can overcome it, let alone the three of Lord and Constantine, just a little concentration, and then dispelling the impulse in my heart.

Humhhhhh...

The three were speechless all the way, silently descending to the end of the spiral staircase. Oncoming was a corridor with expensive Arabian red carpet on the ground and closed hotel doors on both sides. This is Casanova The second floor of the hotel!

Lord secretly increased his vigilance, the range of Reibu detection extended to five meters around, which was already the maximum limit, and then stepped on the red carpet with his left foot.

Pangji~

When the soles of the feet fall, the feeling that comes from is not the soft touch of an expensive blanket, but rather like stepping on a pool of water.

"Hey, where's the water?"

Lord felt wrong, raised the soles of his feet on the blanket, lowered his head and glanced, but his expression changed.

What leaked from the blanket was not water, but bright red blood, and the area where he landed was clearly printed with a footprint. After the bright red blood was squeezed out, the piece was exposed. Other colors of the original blanket.

The blankets laid on this corridor were not red at all, but the bright red color that only appeared after being soaked in an unknown amount of blood!

"Sure enough, evil enough..."

Lord frowned, took a deep breath, resisting the discomfort in his heart, stepped on the blanket again, and walked towards the inside.

When Constantine saw this, he could only pinch his nose, and followed with an iron face.

Nexia was sandwiched between the two and followed them silently, neither choosing to make any audible prompts nor to make unnecessary actions, just like being a transparent person.

"The structure of the hotel upstairs is a reciprocal shape~IndoMTL.com~I think the stairs leading to the next floor should be at the other end of the corridor." Constantine said.

"Um...I got it."

Lord looked around and found that the blood was leaking out of the room, so he walked outside the first room on the right, raised his hand to smash the door lock, and then opened the door.

Squeak~

The wooden door was pushed open.

Not surprisingly, there were two male corpses who had just died.

A sharp weapon was inserted into the chest and neck of the two male corpses. Obviously, it was a prop that took their lives. Judging from the method of death and the environment, it should be during the dispute that the emotion lost control and killed the opponent.

It is strange that...

The two corpses seem to have just died, but they are still constantly, gurgling blood flowing outside.