Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 455: Wilbur’s manuscript

Huh!

　　 just a light wave, the blazing flames suddenly extinguished.

　　'Lord' holding a transparent blade in his hand, stepping on the broken ground, slowly walked towards Wilbur Waterley, wherever he passed, the space trembled and collapsed, and dense black cracks covered every place, as if Like porcelain that shatters at any time.

　　 Wilbur Waterley’s brain was blank, his thoughts seemed to be permanently frozen at that moment, unspeakable fear spread from the bottom of his heart, accompanied by a surge of cold enough to freeze the soul, the hairs on his body instantly exploded. stand up!

　　 That is... the breath of death!

　　 Different from the previous feelings, this time Wilbur Waterley’s feelings are very real!

　　 "Don't be so vigilant..."

　　'Lord' released his hand and the transparent blade disappeared. The long gilt pupils showed a hint of sarcasm, saying: "If you only need one to kill you, then you will never get a second one, because My knife...has already hit you."

　　 "What...what did you say?!"

　　 Wilbur Waterray's heart was shaken, and he immediately felt his thinking fell into a lag.

　　 can't wait to answer, a clear **** crack suddenly appeared on the top of its head, and then gradually spread downward, until the whole person was divided into two, split into two halves, and then hit the ground.

　　 "I shouldn't believe your nonsense..."

　　'Lord's eyes flickered, I don't know what I was thinking about, and after a long time he let out a sigh of emotion: "It's rare that that guy asked me to come out and let me breathe. I have to go back so soon. I knew it would be better to watch the sea!"

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　　 Casanova Hotel, ninth floor.

　　The overall structure here is quite different from the previous few floors.

　　 They are in a thin, narrow and dark unknown tunnel. The surrounding walls feel a bit like an underground rock structure, with large sphagnum plants growing in the damp cracks.

　　 Not far in front of the tunnel, a faint light can be seen.

　　 Obviously, there is the destination.

　　 Constantine originally wanted to turn his head and ask Neksia to confirm if it was the place she was talking about, but the environment of this ghost place is similar to the above, and the darkness has become almost fuller. Dimly saw a fuzzy figure.

　　 "It's there."

　　 Nexia's voice came in the darkness.

　　 After getting personal confirmation from the'Prophet', Konstantin relieved his heart and imposed a few blessing spells on himself, then touched the wet rock wall and moss, and stepped on the uneven gravel road. , Cautiously and slowly advance towards the light source.

　　 Although it seemed safe here, Constantine did not let his guard down.

　　 After all, based on the information collected so far, Wilbur Waterley is obviously a magician, proficient and good at dark magic, he has also dabbled in this area when he was wandering before, so he knows The weirdness and horror of black magic.

　　 If a trap was accidentally triggered, Neksia may not be able to save him.

　　 Constantine took every step very carefully, using magic to test whether there were any traps in front of him from time to time. The traveling efficiency was enough to be called turtle speed, and he walked a full ten minutes for a distance of less than 100 meters.

　　 After approaching the light source, I realized that it was a simple wooden door.

　　 After confirming that there were no traps on the wooden door, and the black magic curse left behind, Constant relieved completely, and then used a wire to skillfully pry open the door lock.

　　 The area of ​​the room is not too big, only about ten square meters.

　　 A dim electric lamp hangs from the damp and rotten ceiling. On the wooden table in the middle, there are some messy manuscripts and several old books that have been opened. On the left hand side stands a few meters high. Constantine glanced roughly at his bookcase and found that it was piled up with all kinds of magic books, and most of them were lost orphans related to black magic.

　　 "All the secrets are in those manuscripts."

　　Nekxia quietly appeared at some point, pointing his finger at the scattered yellowed manuscripts on the table.

　　 "Fuck, scare me!"

　　 Constantine was not scared enough by her fascination, feeling that the heart was about to jump out of her throat, patted her chest and said with lingering fear: "Next time I trouble you, can you not be so sudden? If I were not brave enough, I would be scared to death by you. Up!"

Under the dim electric light of 　　, Neksia’s expression is a bit elusive, and there is a hint of scrutiny in his emerald green eyes, and he said meaningfully to Constantine: “There are some things that you shouldn’t look at, just Don't go and see, can you understand what I said?"

　　 Constantine's face stiffened: "You...what do you mean by this?"

　　 "It doesn't mean anything."

　　Nekxia said lightly: "I just want to remind you that sometimes the so-called'knowledge' is actually a burden. The more you know, the closer you will be to those things. If you don't want to become It’s better not to be curious about Wilbur’s lunatics."

　　 Constantine's face was stiff, he was obviously poked into the thoughts in his heart, and said embarrassingly: "Isn't I seeing the heart of hunting? After all, those magic books have been lost for a long time. Since you don't let me read, Then I won’t watch it."

　　"This is best."

　　Nekxia smiled slightly and said: "I don't want to kill you with my own hands, so don't force me."

　　 Constantine trembled all over, swearing that he would never watch.

　　 Although it was only a moment ago, the murderous intent flashing in the girl's eyes was clearly captured by him, which made him realize that this girl absolutely did not joking with him!

　　 Adhering to the principle of the supremacy of life, Constantine decisively abandoned curiosity.

　　 Even if the few lost books describe how powerful dark magic is, it is impossible to have his little life worthwhile~ IndoMTL.com~ Constantine took a deep breath and stopped paying attention to those bookcases He turned to the wooden table, picked up the yellowed manuscripts scattered on it, and said: “The time has come to reveal the mystery. Let me see what Wilbur Waterley hides. Come on!"

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　　 1913, spring, Newcastle.

　　 A golden meteor suddenly fell on the suburbs, and the huge shock wave caused the deaths of several civilians.

　　 On the order of His Majesty George VI, I, who is obsessed with magical pharmacy, went to the Newcastle area to investigate the incident. After conducting a series of field surveys, it was found that a large area of ​​land was affected by some unknown force and vegetation was produced. The abnormal activation has been detected, and strong vitality has been detected from the soil.

　　During the investigation, I quickly realized that this is an opportunity God has given me!

　　 The mysterious and unknown power contained in this area can not only activate vegetation and soil, but also activate humans and animals. I just stayed here for a few days and cured the inherited asthma in our family. sick.

　　 Oh, my god, is this just the feeling of being healthy?

　　 Now I can run for ten minutes at a stretch, and can also ride on the back of the strongest horse, make moves that I have never imagined before, and even wear a knight armor and fight with someone with a knight sword. !

　　 All these are the magical land, blessings to me!

　　 Yes, this is mine.

　　 This is the great treasure given to me by the almighty and compassionate Father.

　　 I can’t let other people know, I have to take this treasure for myself!