Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 444: Spiral of contradictions (final)

I will leave it alone for now...

　　 The handsome young man with brown hair, Wilbur Waterley, was the central figure in the whole incident!

　　Nekxia mentioned this person several times and called it the "origin of calamity", which contributed to all the weirdness of the Canosal Hotel, even the crying angel and spirituality Prison has a deep connection with this person.

　　 From the first day of meeting, Lord had a weird feeling, but after getting into it, he couldn't tell what was wrong.

　　 This strange feeling of disharmony is extremely obvious to Wilbur Waterley, as if it is out of place in this world, and there is a strange atmosphere everywhere, which makes him feel inexplicably disgusted.

　　 While Lorde was thinking about it, Constantine had already walked into the crowd at the banquet, and was surprised to find that these people could not see him. Not only did they ignore his existence, but even was deliberately pushed. No reaction.

　　In the eyes of these people, he is like a ghost that does not exist.

　　 "They are already dead, and now they are just repeating the ‘established fact’ that has happened in the past." Neksia reminded him in a timely manner to let Konstantin stop trying.

　　 "Reenact...death?"

　　 Lord's eyes fixed on the crimson wall clock, and the time is now ten thirty.

　　 The banquet is still being held as usual, and everyone’s faces are full of smiles.

　　 When the atmosphere reached its climax, a man was rude after being drunk, without the style of a British gentleman, cursing George VI wantonly, and even began to smash the utensils on the table.

The woman next to 　　 really couldn’t stand it. She got up and tried to pull the angry man away, but was slapped severely. After she fell to the ground, she was beaten and kicked by the man. The painful person curled up. There were bursts of sorrow in the mouth.

　　 Constantine can clearly see from the side that they are the family of three who died before.

　　 The cause of death of this violent man was that the woman was hit on the skull with a blunt weapon, and finally was stabbed several times to death. Now it seems that this man is totally unworthy of sympathy, and even a little gloating.

　　 Following the torture of the angry man, the banquet was finally suspended.

　　Everyone was so troubled, they lost the thought of continuing to play around, so they walked out of the banquet hall together and went back to their rooms.

　　 "Follow up."

　　 Lord said softly, and then walked out of the room with everyone.

　　 Wilbur Waterley also seemed to be drunk, and was supported by Irene Karthina, but after all, the weight of the two is not in the same order of magnitude. Only a weak woman wants to hold the drunk It was still difficult for the man to move forward, so he soon fell to the back of the crowd.

　　 When passing through the other floors, Lord deliberately kept an eye on it.

　　 Whenever they passed a room, they would throw a surveillance bacteria in it until they followed the Wilburs and returned to the fifth floor of the hotel.

　　 is still a familiar hotel corridor, but this time the carpet is no longer dark red soaked in blood.

　　 Irene Kashner opened the door of the room, and then helped her husband to walk in cautiously. Lord and the others followed closely and came to the room to observe silently, waiting for the next'story' .

　　After setting up the drunk Wilbur, the exhausted Irene took off her clothes and went into the bathroom to clean up the dirt.

　　 ticking...ticking...

　　 The hour hand in the room turned slowly, slowly reaching ten and forty.

　　 Irene finally finished washing, and walked out of the bathroom naked, standing proud of the twin peaks, walking round legs, this scene made Constantine's eyes widened and couldn't help swallowing. , After all, the figure of a supermodel is still very attractive to men.

　　Neksia glanced at Lorde sneakingly, wanting to see how his father reacted.

　　 However, Lord was expressionless and did not react at all, as if looking at a dead body, his eyes were extremely cold and silent.

　　 deserves to be a father...

　　Nexia’s emerald green eyes were bent into crescents, and the corners of her lips evoked an arc of joy. It seemed that his father was indeed an upright man, definitely not as lustful as his mother said.

　　 Irene sat on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs tilted, took a bath towel and wiped her wet hair, humming modern pop songs in her mouth, and tapping with her free left hand from time to time. It seemed that her little days were quite comfortable.

　　 Wilbur Waterley, who was still drunk and asleep, suddenly stood up stiffly as if being manipulated, put his hands on Irene's round shoulders, and then slowly started down. move.

　　 Feeling the hands sliding over her body, a trace of desire gradually took over her brain. A seductive smile crossed the corner of Irene’s mouth. When she was about to turn her head and hug her husband for courtship, Wilbur Waterley’s eyes suddenly A red light glowed, faintly revealing a vicious and tyrannical atmosphere.

　　 The next moment, Wilbur opened his mouth and bit on Irene's slender neck fiercely.

　　 Don’t get me wrong, Wilbur is not a vampire. He doesn’t have sharp fangs. He just uses flat teeth to bite and bite like a crazy beast. Irene screamed and waved his hands wildly on his neck. The main artery was torn, and blood poured out like a fountain.

　　 Soon, Irene stopped struggling.

　　 But at this time she hasn't completely died, her consciousness is still in the blurred boundary, her pupils have expanded to the limit, with an incredible expression, a silent sob in her mouth, gurgling blood flowing from her neck.

　　 Wilbur gave a weird smirk, turned and walked into the kitchen, and when he came out again, he held a bone chopper in his hand.

　　 What happened next, even Constantine couldn't bear to look directly at it.

　　Wilbur Waterley took advantage of Irene's pain and consciousness before he died, he cut the woman apart with one knife after another, walked up from the legs a little bit, and finally beheaded the woman. And placed it on the shoe cabinet in the hallway.

　　 "Eleven o'clock exactly."

　　 Lord looked at the clock in the room and found that it was exactly eleven o'clock. Flick your finger to open the projection of monitoring bacteria.

　　 In all the rooms on the other floors, various ways of death were staged at the same time, as they had seen before~IndoMTL.com~ and the only one who did not die was Wilbur Water Ray alone.

　　 Wilbur Waterley dismembered his beloved wife Irene, slowly opened the door, and then walked down. Lord saw that he quickly followed, and the other two followed him. Then walked out of the room.

　　The carpet in the entire corridor has already turned dark red.

　　 This scene is exactly what they saw when they came here before and saw the tragic situation in the hotel room.

　　 But when they looked up, they realized that Wilbur was gone.

　　 "Sure enough..."

　　 Lord's face was complex, and he sighed: "Everyone in this hotel is in a weird cycle, repeating death, like... a miniature The process of reincarnation."

　　 "Repeat death, pervert!"

　　 Constantine puzzled: "Why does he repeat this process?"

　　 "Repeat death, observe death."

　　 Lord rubbed the corners of his eyes tiredly, and sighed: "If I'm right, Wilbur Waterley did this, perhaps because he wanted to explore the death of humans through the endless cycle of death. Will there be any discrepancies."

　　 "You are only half right, father."

　　 After they triggered the conditions, Neksia can reveal part of the plot: "To be precise, Wilbur wants to find a way to break the'established facts' by exploring the repeated deaths of humans."

　　 "Oh, contradictory spiral."

　　 Lord sneered and said: "With such a similar technique, I thought he was going to pursue the root cause."