Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1448: The King in Yellow: Act 2
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No one could comprehend the strange sight that appeared in front of him.
In the most prosperous part of New York City, directly below the landmark building, there is still such an ancient, theater-like weird building.
This huge underground space... is full of evil.
The three of Black Widow stood above the theater, a cliff-like place overlooking the entire ancient building, filled with unknown fears deep in their hearts.
The seemingly absent singing, as if calling someone.
It is an extremely ancient language, and it is fundamentally different from the existing language structure of human society. With the physical structure of human beings, it is impossible to pronounce this language.
However, strangely, they can understand the language.
"Hyperia's song is unheard of
The king's rags sway in the wind
The song fades away silently there
Dim Carlossa..."
The bleak singing became more and more resentful, revealing a trace of hatred, as if telling a tragedy.
Faced with such a bizarre scene, even the most daring Black Panther was a little uncertain at this moment, and hesitantly looked at the two companions, trying to seek their opinions.
“What to do?”
Black Panther swallowed and said, "Intuition tells me that something is wrong here."
"Nonsense, is this still using intuition?"
Rod rolled his eyes angrily, and scolded him: "How could there be a theater under the Stark Building? There is definitely a problem here, I think we have to leave immediately, it's not good to stay any longer. !”
Hearing this, Black Panther looked at the theater again and couldn't help but feel a little moved: "What do you think? Natasha."
"Can't go."
Natasha stared straight at the building, as if possessed by magic, her eyes flashed with a frenzy: "Pots is probably in there, if we leave now, we will never have a chance again. !”
"How do you know Potts is inside?" Rhodes raised his eyebrows and shouted in a somewhat aggressive tone: "Now everyone can see that there is definitely something wrong with this theater, we can't go in!"
Black Panther also nodded in agreement: "I agree with Rhodes, there is a problem with this theater, we can't go in, Potts shouldn't be here, let's go out and talk about it."
"Go out? Hehehe..."
Black Widow gave a deep sneer, then turned around and said with a strange expression: "Why don't you look again, where is there a way back?"
Looking at the weird black widow, Black Panther and Rhodes were shocked and looked up quickly.
However, the void when the top of the head fell has long since disappeared, and replaced by a scene of deep darkness like the universe, with a yellow star hanging on it.
Almost for an instant, the two tensed their muscles, pulled a large distance back, and assumed a fighting stance.
"Who the **** are you?!"
Black Panther lowered his body, his hands were like tiger claws, and his eyes were staring at Black Widow.
Lord on the side is even more exaggerated. The war machine is worthy of its code name. Weapons such as shoulder cannons, laser cannons, and Vulcan cannons are stretched out like spiders with claws and claws.
"Who else am I...?"
Black Widow tilted her head, expressionless, like a rigid puppet, her eyes were dull, and she said, "I am Natasha Romanoff."
"Stop talking nonsense, she must be a Skrull and deliberately lured us here!" Rhode growled.
"No, wait... something's not right with her!"
Black Panther stopped Rhodes and frowned at Black Widow: "She... seems to be controlled."
"Controlled by...?"
Rod took a closer look and found that as Black Panther said, Black Widow's behavior was normal, as if she had been injected with Veritaserum, her eyes were dull and her expression was stiff.
Black Panther put away his stance and walked over slowly.
"Dangerous, don't go over!" Rhode hurriedly shouted to remind him.
"It's okay, I'm going to check her body."
Black Panther shook his head, indicating that there was no problem. After walking to Black Widow, he tentatively stretched out his hand.
The latter didn't react at all, just like a puppet, allowing the black panther to pinch or pat the tentative move.
A moment later, Black Panther used his sharp fingertips to pierce Black Widow's eyebrows, leaving a drop of blood, but the latter still did not respond.
"Her brain is in a coma."
Black Panther frowned: "But the strange thing is that her brain is clearly asleep, why does she still talk? There is something here that controls her thinking!"
Suddenly, Rhode thought of a possibility: "Do you remember? She said just now that someone was singing? She heard it first!"
"Possible."
Black Panther retracted his fingers and said solemnly: "It's obvious now that the other party wants us in, what do you think?"
Glancing at the theater, Rhode sighed bitterly: "Do we still have a choice? We can't get out anyway, Natasha is still under control, we can only go in and have a look."
"In that case, let's go."
Black Panther exhaled heavily, looked at the sluggish Black Widow, and said, "Take us to the theater."
As if activated, Black Widow's dull eyes regained her expression, and there was a trace of enthusiasm: "It's about to start, we have to hurry up, otherwise we won't be able to catch up."
Speaking, she walked to the high platform.
"Can't catch up with what?" asked Rhodes.
Black Widow stopped and said without looking back: "I can't catch up with the second act."
After saying that, she jumped straight off the high platform.
The two of them stared wide-eyed, and they couldn't even stop, they could only watch her jump down, and then hear a loud pop.
Although the height difference is not very large, it is still about ten meters. Humans will definitely die if they jump down.
Rod and the Black Panther ran after them, and when they came to the high platform, they looked down, but saw a pool of black widows in the lake of flesh and blood, recovering at an alarming speed, and limping towards the theater.
"His..."
Rod took a deep breath: "This is not dead? Are you sure she is really human?"
"No... I guess it may be related to that incident." Black Panther explained: "Natasha obtained something before, which is said to give the power of immortality."
Rod stared: "Why don't I know?"
Black Panther glanced at him: "Maybe because you are in the military, Fury doesn't want you to know."
"Stop dawdling, she's gone!" Black Panther patted him on the shoulder, then jumped off the high platform.
Rod followed angrily.
Black Widow has gone far, only the blood left on the ground along the way, and the two follow the blood.
The theater is getting bigger and bigger in their eyes.
At the same time, that strange feeling gradually accumulated in my heart, and slowly evolved into a... inexplicable unknown fear.
The yellow mottled wall is some kind of rock that has been deposited by geology and has been artificially trimmed into bricks. It has spanned a long time and is now vicissitudes and dilapidated.
Walking through the promenade of the theater, the two followed the trail of Black Widow along the blood on the ground, all the way to the inside of the theater.
Countless chairs are arranged in a ring around a huge stage in the center, flanked by closed red curtains.
"My God..."
Lord Tong Kong shrank suddenly, screaming in horror.
The reason why he was afraid was because on those seats sat corpses that had long since dried up.
Those mummified corpses were all facing the stage, their dry and purple muscle faces were tense, and the child hole had been expanded to the limit, as if they had experienced some kind of huge fear.
"Where's Natasha?"
Black Panther is not frightened, he has been looking for Black Widow.
At this moment, there was a sound of mechanical wheels turning in the theater, which was extremely harsh in the open environment.
The two quickly turned their eyes to the source of the sound.
I saw that the red curtain covering the stage, under their horrified gaze, slowly opened to the sides, revealing a stage props that had already been decorated but had been rotten by the years.
The palace, the queen, the statue...
On the huge stage, they saw Black Widow.
It's just that the latter is wearing a yellow robe, wearing a crown on his head, kneeling on the ground, making a prayer gesture, and uttering the language that does not belong to human beings.
At the same time, the mummified corpses in the entire theater opened their lips one after another and began to sing along with Black Widow.
"Along the shore, cut through the clouds
The twin suns sink into the lake
A long shadow falls down
Just in Calquesa
The Wonderful Night of the Black Star Rising
Wonderful moon that runs in the night
But what's even more amazing is that
The Lost Carcosa
Hyperia's song is unheard of
The king's rags sway in the wind
The song fades away silently there
Dark Carcosa
My soul can't sing
My song is like tears no longer flow
Only dryness and silence are there
The Lost Carcosa"
Black Widow is dancing ~IndoMTL.com~ crazy and mechanical.
She is like a puppet manipulated by a string, twisting her body tirelessly and dancing non-stop on the stage.
That yellow star is getting brighter and more dazzling!
A dreadful yellow color seems to be gradually approaching, as if some terrifying existence is coming.