Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 445: Break the loop!
"I still don't understand. If Wilbur is in an endless loop of the deaths of these people as you say, how does he control time?" Constantine asked.
" And even if he had practiced black magic and wanted to display such a magic, the price and the backlash he had to bear, as far as I know of the mage, hundreds of years from the beginning, Only the Supreme Master can do it."
"The Supreme Master has the inheritance of Emperor Weishan, and she is in charge of countless treasures. It is not surprising that she can do it, but this British nobleman, why can he do it?"
"It's true..."
Lord sighed after hearing the words, and said: "I am also very curious, why he can do it."
Manipulating time is a forbidden technique in magic. Even Kama Taj, who has the inheritance of white magic and is blessed by the Trinity God, has strict laws on this magic. The Supreme Mage still needs to pay a serious price, let alone Is this Wilbur Waterley just an English nobleman?
Magic is not free.
To cast any kind of magic, no matter how inconspicuous its effect is, it still needs a corresponding price. This is the absolute iron law of the magic world, and even the supreme mage cannot violate it.
Spell is like a loan relationship. The mage uses specific gestures and spells to connect with the existence of those other dimensions, and borrow the corresponding power from them. No matter the strength of this power, it needs to be repaid after the operation. .
With every spell cast, the body will suffer backlash. According to the effect of the spell, the strength of the backlash will also change. The only way to solve these backlashes is to devour the disgusting magical creatures.
Even if Kama Taj, who is based on white magic, borrows from the Trinity Wei Shandi, he still needs to pay varying degrees of price.
Some powerful black magic comes from those terrifying dimensional demons. It needs human negative emotional energy and must be very strong, such as offering sacrifices to loved ones and friends.
So Konstantin rarely uses magic, on the one hand because of the rules he has set, on the other hand, because of these costs, sometimes he would rather die than eat those disgusting magical creatures.
Based on the clues collected now, Constantine is almost certain that this is a very large and powerful black magic, but I don’t know that it came from the dimensional demon.
Then the question is coming...
A nobleman in the upper class of the British society has neither orthodox magic inheritance nor treasures that can resist backlash and costs. How did he display this powerful black magic?
"He... doesn't need to pay."
Nekxia was silent for a moment, a vague disgust flashed in his eyes, and said: "I can't tell you why, but please believe me, this is the truth."
Without paying the price and having to bear the backlash, can you cast such an absolute looping spell with such a huge scope and freely controlling time?
Constantine's eyes stared like brass bells, and he opened his mouth feebly, trying to refute that it was impossible, but he swallowed it back when the words reached his lips.
is not impossible, it is very possible!
In fact, since entering this hotel, he has experienced a lot of ‘impossible’, and everything has broken his impression of convention.
The crying angel who uses time as energy source, and the evil black magic. The things he has seen so far have almost broken his worldview into scum, what else is impossible? ?
Lord didn’t want to delve into this. Rather than guessing here, he might as well go directly to the banquet hall to find out if there are any clues left, so he said: “After Wilbur walked out of the room, he suddenly disappeared. I guess he should have gone to the ninth floor. Let's go to the eighth floor to take a look."
The floor structure of the entire underground hotel is an imitation of the Canosal Hotel on the ground. The area before the eighth floor is exactly the same. The only difference is that there is no entrance to the ninth floor.
So the most important thing for them right now is to find out where the entrance to the ninth floor is, and then see what secrets this weird Wilbur Waterley hides here.
And the "key" Nexia said, if there is no accident, it should have been hidden by Wilbur on the ninth floor.
According to the normal analysis, the ninth floor should be just below the eighth floor, so Lord planned to check first to see if they missed any organs or important clues.
ticking...ticking...ticking...
The three of them returned here again, the crisp sound of the clock moving, echoing in this empty banquet hall, and everything here returned to the way it was originally seen.
Gululu...
Constantine looked sad, clutching his almost shriveled abdomen, looking at the food left on the table, and sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that these foods, if only I can eat them."
"Aren't you the **** of death?"
Lord heard the hungry voice, looked back at him in surprise, and asked: "The spirit here is not thin, should it be okay to maintain daily needs?"
"Not the kind of hunger you understand."
Constantine waved his hand, shook his head and said: "My stomach is rumbling because of the backlash of spells, so I need to eat magical creatures. Normal spiritual power and food are useless to me."
Lord heard what he didn’t understand, and didn’t understand the mage’s profession, so he patted him comfortably on the shoulder and said, “Then there’s no way. Say it again."
Search for a long time.
But no matter how they searched, they were barely scratching the floor, and they didn't find any entrances, or anything that looked like an institution, as if it were an ordinary banquet hall.
咚～咚～咚～
As the pointers overlapped again, pointing to the number twelve, a thick and dull bell rang in the hall, and the surrounding things became blurred, and a strong sense of distorted dizziness gradually spread from the bottom of my heart. Mind.
time, it’s going to be repeated again!
But this time, I have been observing the surrounding Lord, but suddenly his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and a shocking light appeared under his eyes, as if he had discovered something, he took a half step forward and pulled it out. Zhanpaku knife at the waist.
锵——
Constantine, who was in the distorted space, suddenly felt a burst of spiritual pressure, unstoppable like a stormy sea, and a touch of silver to the extreme, suddenly cut off this chaotic void!
"Shoot him, sharp gun!"
The boiling spiritual pressure suddenly gathered~IndoMTL.com~ turned into a dazzling light, bursting out extremely sharp sword energy, tearing the void in front of them!
The floor and long table of the banquet hall are divided into two by this knife light, and the split fracture is as smooth as a mirror, as if it was originally the case.
Constantine raised his head and looked in the direction of the extension of the blade, and found that Lord's target was the wall clock embedded in the white embossed wall facing the door.
Click...
A huge crack spread from the surface of the wall clock, and then more and more cracks covered the entire crimson body of the clock.
"Time...no repetition!"
Constantine looked around, and suddenly realized that the time loop of the entire hotel seems to have been destroyed!
Before he was happy, he saw that the whole banquet hall suddenly vibrated. The crystal lamp above his head shook wildly, and the slender iron chain attached to the lamp body made bursts of heart-pounding sounds.
The vibration lasted for about ten seconds, and the crystal lamps finally couldn't bear it. One by one, they fell off and smashed on the ground into crystal slag. As the only light source disappeared, the whole hall suddenly became dark, and you could not see it. Five fingers.
suddenly!
Constantine felt black before his eyes, something flashed past, but the speed was too fast and there was not enough light, so I couldn't see the shape.
But he can be sure that the thing that flashed past is definitely a living creature!
because...
In this dark space, he could clearly hear that besides the three of them, there was a fourth breathing!