A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 440 Contradiction Spiral (1)

There is not much time left for XX...

Lord had a strange expression on his face. This kind of sentence was inexplicably familiar, and he seemed to have heard it often in his previous life.

After a brief distraction, he faced another question, that is, what was hidden in that weird factory, which made Nexia's expression so tense.

The source of the crimes in this city, this time the vocabulary just sounds, it makes people intuitively feel that there is absolutely nothing good in it.

Casanova Hotel, Wilbur Whateley, Limbo Prison, what is the connection between these three?

And to rebuild a hotel underground with the exact same structure, could it be that Wilbur Whateley's attempt was just to cover up Limbo?

Intuition told him that it was not that simple!

The mysterious Wilbur Whateley must have other ulterior motives in building this underground hotel.

"It's my daughter..."

Lord sighed with a faint expression, and said, "If someone else said this riddle in front of me, he would have died ten times by now."

Constantine agreed deeply: "That's right, the Riddler is the most hateful, Gabriel used to be like this, and his wings were almost torn off by him later!"

"I didn't mean to, Father."

Nexia looked apologetic, her cuffs were clenched tightly in her hands, and she lowered her head deeply: "But I really can't say more, otherwise...everything will go off track."

"It's okay, I don't blame you."

Seeing the girl's pitiful appearance, Lord couldn't bear to blame her. He reached out and rubbed the girl's blond hair, and said with a light smile, "It's just a layer of Lingbo Prison, and it can't trap your father and me."

Although things have become more and more complicated, but fortunately it is not all bad news, at least now they know that this is not the real Lingbo Prison, at least they don't have to go through the Nine Hells.

And the bad news is...

Even though it is only one layer of Limbo Prison, the internal space is extremely huge, even intricate like a maze, and there are threats of weeping angels, so finding a key in such a place is no less difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Although there is a 'prophet' by her side who knows where the key is, but she is restricted by the timeline and cannot interfere with the current time and space too much, so they still have to rely on themselves.

This feeling... sucks.

It's like there is a guide next to it, but they just can't read it, and insist on clearing the level by themselves.

"Damn it!"

Constantine said indignantly: "If I knew that Wilbur had a problem, I should have caught him and tortured him!"

"Wilbur...isn't dead yet."

Nexia said: "It's in that factory, so you still have a chance to see him, provided we find the key."

"I swear to God, I will break off his arm and stuff it into his asshole!" Constantine gritted his teeth.

"Stop talking harshly."

Lord shook his head and said, "Let's find a way to find the key first, you two follow me closely, the Weeping Angel... is probably nearby."

Until now, the weeping angel who threatened them the most hadn't shown up yet.

Who knows which dark corner these lonely assassins are hiding in, waiting for a fatal blow from the darkness, so for the sake of caution, they must not be separated, let alone relax their vigilance.

The underground Casanova Hotel is different from the hotel upstairs. The circuit here has not been cut off by the angel, and the lighting system is still in normal operation, so the entire hotel lobby looks bright, except that it is not popular at all.

The three of them walked slowly through the hall and walked to the stairs to the left of the mural.

This is indeed the opposite of the structure of the hotel upstairs. The stairs do not go up, but extend to a deeper place.

"The hotel above has nine floors, and the one below should be the same, so the key is most likely to appear on the ninth floor." Constantine analyzed.

"Go down and have a look first."

Lord walked in the front and asked Nexia to follow him closely.

Here is only his Shunpo speed, which can react and escape from the claws at the moment the angel appears, so the task of leading the battle can only be given to him.

The stairs of the Casanova Hotel are slightly different from those of other hotels. They are a spiral downward structure, and the location of the stairs on each floor is different, dispelling Lord's idea of ​​going directly to the ninth floor .

Standing on the edge of the handrail of the stairs, looking down from the top, the spiral staircase structure seems to have some special magic power, which makes people feel the urge to jump directly from the top.

But fortunately, the impact is not that great, even ordinary people can overcome it, let alone three people including Lord and Constantine. Just a little concentration, the impulse in the bottom of my heart was dispelled.

thump thump...

The three of them silently went down to the end of the spiral staircase, facing a corridor covered with expensive Arabian red carpet, with closed hotel doors on both sides. This is the first building of Casanova Hotel. Second floor!

Lord secretly raised his vigilance, and the detection range of spiritual pressure extended to five meters around, which is already the maximum limit, and then he stepped on the red carpet with his left foot.

slap~

When the soles of the feet fell, the feeling conveyed was not the soft touch of an expensive blanket, but like stepping on a pool of stagnant water.

"Tsk, where's the water?"

Lord felt something was wrong. He raised the soles of his feet on the blanket and lowered his head to take a look, but his expression changed.

What seeped out of the blanket was not water, but bright red blood, and the area where he landed was clearly marked with a footprint. After the bright red blood was squeezed out, the original color of the blanket was exposed. other colors.

It turned out that the blankets spread in this corridor were not red at all, but the bright red color that just appeared after being soaked in an unknown amount of blood!

"It's really evil..."

Lord frowned, took a deep breath, resisted the discomfort in his heart, stepped on the blanket again, and walked towards the inside.

When Constantine saw this, he could only pinch his nose, and followed him with a livid face.

Nexia was sandwiched between the two of them, following them silently, neither choosing to sound a reminder, nor making unnecessary actions, just like a transparent person.

"The structure of the hotel upstairs is zigzag. I think the stairs leading to the next floor should be at the other end of the corridor." Constantine said.

"Oh, I see."

Lord looked around and found that blood was seeping from the room, so he walked outside the first room on the right, raised his hand and shattered the door lock, and then pushed the door open.

squeak~

The wooden door was pushed open.

Unsurprisingly, there were two male corpses who had just died.

A sharp weapon was inserted into the chest and neck of the two male corpses, which were obviously props that took their lives.Judging from the method of death and the environment, it should be that during the dispute, he lost control of his emotions and killed the other party.

What is strange is that...

The two corpses seemed to have just died, but they were still dripping with blood.