Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1448: The King in Yellow: Act 2
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No one can understand the strange scene in front of them.
In the busiest part of New York City, right under the landmark building, there is actually such an ancient, theater-like weird building hidden.
This huge underground space... is full of evil.
The three Black Widows stood above the theater, on a cliff-like place, overlooking the entire ancient building, filled with unknown fear deep in their hearts.
The seemingly absent singing voice seems to be calling for someone.
It is an extremely ancient language, and it is fundamentally different from the language structure existing in human society. With the physiological structure of human beings, it is impossible to read this language at all.
Strangely, they can understand this language.
"The song of Hyades no one knows
The king's rags are blowing in the wind
The singing voice disappeared there silently
Dark Carcosa..."
The bleak singing voice became more and more resentful, revealing a trace of hatred, as if it was telling a tragedy.
Faced with such a strange scene, even the most courageous Black Panther was a little uncertain at the moment, and looked at the two companions hesitantly, trying to ask for their opinions.
"What to do?"
The black panther swallowed, and said: "My intuition tells me that something is wrong here."
"Nonsense, do you still use intuition?"
Rhode rolled his eyes angrily, and choked him back: "How could there be a theater under the Stark Tower? There is definitely something wrong here, I think we have to leave immediately, and it won't be good if we stay any longer." !”
Hearing this, Hei Panther looked at the theater again, and couldn't help being moved: "What do you think? Natasha."
"Can't go."
Natasha stared straight at the building, as if possessed by a demon, and a faint frenzy flashed in her eyes: "Potts is probably in there, if we leave now, we will never have another chance !”
"How do you know that Potts is inside?" Rhode 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' opinion. There is a problem with this theater. We can't go in. It's impossible for Potts to be here. Let's go out and talk about it."
"Get out? Hahahaha..."
Black Widow sneered lowly,
Then turned around and said with a strange expression: "Why don't you take a look, where is the way back?"
Looking at the weird black widow, Panther and Rhodes were startled, and hurriedly looked up.
However, the hollow above the head when it fell has long since disappeared, replaced by a scene of deep darkness like the universe, with a light yellow star hanging above it.
In almost an instant, the two tensed their muscles, pulled back a large distance, and assumed a fighting posture.
"Who the **** are you?!"
The black panther lowered its body, with its hands in the shape of tiger claws, staring at the black widow fiercely.
Rhode on the side is even more exaggerated. War Machine is worthy of its code name. The shoulder cannon, laser cannon, Vulcan cannon and other weapons are stretched out like spiders with teeth and claws.
"Who else am I...?"
The black widow tilted her head, expressionless, like a stiff puppet, with dull eyes, and said, "I am Natasha Romanov."
"Stop talking nonsense, she must be from the Skrulls and lured us here on purpose!" Rhode growled.
"No, wait...something is wrong with her!"
Black Panther stopped Rhodes, frowned and looked at Black Widow: "She... seems to be controlled."
"Controlled by...?"
Rhode 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.
The black panther put away his posture and walked over slowly.
"Dangerous, don't go!" Rhode hurriedly shouted to remind.
"It's okay, I want to check her body."
The black panther shook his head, indicating that there was no problem. After walking up to the black widow, he stretched out his hand tentatively.
The latter did not respond at all, just like a puppet, allowing the black panther to pinch or slap it tentatively.
A moment later, the black panther pierced the black widow's eyebrow with a sharp fingertip, leaving behind 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, the brain is obviously in a deep sleep, why is she still talking? There is something here that controls her thinking!"
Suddenly, Rhodes thought of a possibility: "Do you still remember? She said just now that someone was singing? She heard it first!"
"Very likely."
The black panther withdrew his fingers and said seriously: "It's obvious now, the other side wants us to go in, what do you think?"
Looking at the theater, Rhodes sighed bitterly: "Do we still have something to choose? 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."
The black panther let out a heavy breath, looked at the sluggish black widow, and said, "Take us to the theater."
As if activated, Black Widow's sluggish eyes regained their expression, with a trace of fanaticism remaining: "It's about to start, we have to hurry up, or we won't be able to catch up."
With that, she walked towards the high platform.
"Can't catch up with what?" Rhodes asked.
The black widow stopped and said without looking back, "I can't catch up with the second act."
After saying that, she jumped off the high platform.
The two of them stared wide-eyed, they didn't even have time to stop her, they could only watch her jump, and then heard a loud thud.
Although the difference in height is not very large, it is still about ten meters away. Humans will definitely die if they jump down.
Rhodes and the Black Panther followed closely, and when they came to the high platform, they looked down, only to see the Black Widow in a pool of flesh and blood, recovering at an alarming speed, and limping towards the theater.
"Hiss..."
Rhode took a breath: "This is not dead? Are you sure she is really human?"
"No... I guess it might have something to do with that." Black Panther explained: "Natasha got something before, which is said to grant immortality."
Rhode stared: "Why don't I know?"
Black Panther cast a cowardly look: "Maybe because you are from the military, Fury doesn't want you to know."
"Stop dawdling, she's gone far!" Hei Panther patted him on the shoulder, and then jumped down from the high platform.
Rhode followed angrily.
The black widow has gone far away, and there are only bloodstains left on the ground along the way, and the two follow the bloodstains deeper.
The theater is bigger and bigger in their eyes.
At the same time, that weird feeling gradually accumulated in my heart, slowly evolving into a kind of... inexplicable unknown fear.
The yellow mottled wall is some kind of geologically deposited rock, which has been artificially trimmed into bricks. After a long time, it has become vicissitudes and dilapidated.
Walking through the promenade of the theater, the two followed the traces of the black widow along the blood on the ground, all the way to the inside of the theater.
Countless chairs are arranged in a ring, surrounding the huge stage in the center, with closed red curtains on both sides.
"My God..."
Rod Tong Kong shrank suddenly and screamed in horror.
The reason why he was terrified was because on top of those seats sat corpses that had long since dried up.
The mummified corpses were all facing the stage, their withered and purple muscular faces were tense, and their childish holes were stretched to the limit, as if they had experienced some great fear.
"Where is Natasha?"
The black panther was not intimidated, he had been looking for the black widow.
At this moment, there was a sound of mechanical wheel shaft turning in the theater, which was extremely harsh in the empty environment.
The two quickly turned their gazes to the source of the voice.
I saw that the red curtain covering the stage slowly opened to both sides under their horrifying gaze, revealing a scene of stage props that had been decorated long ago but decayed by time.
Imperial palace, princess, idol...
On the huge stage, they saw the Black Widow.
It's just that the latter is wearing a yellow robe, wearing a crown and kneeling on the ground, making a prayer posture, and uttering that language that does not belong to humans.
At the same time, the mummies in the theater opened their lips one after another, and began to sing along with the black widow.
"Along the shore, cut through the clouds
The twin sun sinks into the lake
A long shadow falls down
On that Carcosa
The wonderful night when the black star rises
The wonderful moon running in the night
But the more amazing thing is that
The Lost Carcosa
No one listens to the song of Hyades
The king's rags are blowing in the wind
The singing voice disappeared there silently
Dark Carcosa
My soul can't sing anymore
My song is like tears no longer flow
Only dryness and silence are there
The Lost Carcosa"
The Black Widow is dancing ~IndoMTL.com~ Crazy and mechanical.
She is like a puppet manipulated by a string, twisting her body tirelessly and dancing on the stage.
The pale yellow star is getting brighter and more dazzling!
A frightening yellow color seemed to be gradually approaching, as if some terrifying existence was coming.