Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 533

Erin Caswina aside...

The handsome young man with brown hair, Wilbur Whateley, is at the heart of the whole thing!

Nyxia mentioned this person several times in his mouth, and knew him as the 'origin of disaster', which contributed to all the weirdness of the Canosal Hotel, even Weeping Angel and Limbo, They all have a deep connection with this person.

Lord had a weird feeling from the very first meeting, but when he got to it, he couldn't tell what was wrong.

This kind of strange feeling of disobedience is extremely obvious in Wilbur Whateley, as if it is out of tune with this world, and there is a strange breath everywhere, which makes him feel an inexplicable feeling of disgust.

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 turned a blind eye to his existence, but even deliberately pushed him. No response.

In the eyes of these people, he is like a ghost that doesn't exist.

"They have long since died, and now it's just a repeat, an 'established fact' that has happened in the past." Nyxia reminded at the right time, telling Constantine to stop trying.

"Repeat...Death?"

Lorde's eyes locked on the deep red wall clock, it was 10:30:00.

The banquet was still going on as usual, with smiles on everyone's faces.

When the atmosphere came to a climax, a man was drunk and rude, without the gentleman's style of United Kingdom, cursing George VI wantonly in his mouth, and even started to smash the utensils on the table.

The woman next to her couldn't stand it any longer. She got up and tried to pull the angry man away, but was slapped by Fiercely. After she fell to the ground, she was beaten and kicked by the man. The whole body was curled up in pain. He got up, screaming in his mouth.

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

And the cause of this angry man's death was that the woman hit the skull with a blunt weapon, and finally was stabbed several times and died. Now it seems that this man is completely unworthy of sympathy, and even a little taking. pleasure in other people's misfortune.

Finally, the banquet was called off following the abuse of the angry man.

Everyone was so troubled that they lost the mind to continue playing, so they walked out of the banquet hall together and went back to their own rooms.

"Follow."

Lorde lightly said, and followed everyone out of the room.

Wilbur Whateley also seemed to be drunk and was supported by Erin Caswina, but after all, the weights of the two were not in the same order of magnitude. It was only a weak woman who wanted to help a drunk man move forward. It was a bit difficult, so I quickly landed at the back of the crowd.

Lorde deliberately kept a mind's eye as he passed the other floors.

Every time they passed a room, they would throw a Monitoring Bacteria in it until they followed the Wilburs back to the fifth floor of the hotel.

It's still the familiar hotel corridor, but this time the carpet is no longer a dark red drenched in blood.

Erin Caswina opened the door of the room, then walked in with her husband cautiously, Lorde and the others following closely from behind, came to the room to observe silently, waiting for the next 'plot' .

After settling down drunk Wilbur, a weary Erin undressed and went into the bathroom to clean up the dirt.

Tick...tick...

The clock in the room is slowly turning, and it's slowly coming to 10:40:00.

Erin finally finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom naked, with proud twin peaks and round legs, this scene made Constantine stared wide-eyed and couldn't help swallowed saliva, After all, a supermodel's figure is still very attractive to men.

Nyxia glanced at Lorde furtively to see how the father would react.

However, Lorde's face was expressionless, and he didn't react at all, as if he was looking at a dead body, his eyes were extremely cold and silent.

As expected of a father...

Nyxia emerald green eyes are curved into crescents, and the corners of her lips evoke a happy arc. It seems that the father is indeed an upright man. Definitely not as horny as mother said.

Erin sat on the edge of the bed, tilted one leg over the other, picked up a bath towel and wiped his wet hair, humming a modern pop song, and rhythm with his free left hand from time to time, it seemed The days were quite pleasant.

Wilbur Whateley, who was still in a drunken sleep, suddenly stood up stiffly as if being manipulated, put his hands on Erin's round shoulders, and slowly began to move down.

Feeling those hands sliding across her body, a hint of desire gradually took over her brain, Erin's mouth drew a seductive smile, and just as she was about to turn around and hug her husband for love, Wilbur Whateley's eyes suddenly popped up. red light, faintly revealing an evil and tyrannical atmosphere.

The next moment, Wilbur opened his mouth and bit Erin'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, biting like crazy beast-like bites, Erin screamed and waved his hands indiscriminately, The large artery in the neck was torn, and blood poured out like a fountain.

Soon Erin stopped struggling.

But at this time, she was not completely dead, her consciousness was still at the border of confusion, her pupils were dilated to the limit, with an unbelievable expression, a silent whimper came out of her mouth, and blood gurgled from her neck.

Wilbur let out a weird wicked smile, turned and walked into the kitchen, and when he came out again, he was holding a chopped bone blade in his hand.

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

Wilbur Whateley took advantage of Erin's still alive pain and consciousness, and cut the woman to pieces one by one, walked up her legs a little bit, and finally decapitated the woman's head. , and placed it on the shoe cabinet in the porch.

"it's exactly 11:00."

Lorde glanced at the clock in the room and saw that it was exactly eleven o'clock. Open the projection of Monitoring Bacteria with a flick of your finger.

In all the rooms on the other floors, there are various ways of dying at the same time, as they had seen before.

And the only one who didn't die was Wilbur Whateley.

After Wilbur Whateley dismembered his beloved wife Erin, he slowly opened the door, then moved towards the bottom, Lorde quickly followed along, and the other two followed closely from behind and walked out of the room. .

The carpet in the whole corridor has become dark red.

This scene is exactly what they saw when they came over and saw the horror in the hotel room.

But when they looked up, Wilbur was gone.

"Sure enough..."

Lorde sighed with a complicated look on his face: "Everyone in this hotel, all in a weird cycle, repeating death over and over again, like... a miniature cycle."

"repeat death, pervert!"

Constantine was puzzled Said: "Why did he repeat this process?"

"repeat death, observe death."

Lorde rubbed the corners of his eyes wearily and sighed: "If I didn't guess. Wrong, Wilbur Whateley did, perhaps to explore whether there will be differences in human death through the continuous cycle of death."

"You're only half right, father."

After they trigger the condition, Nyxia can reveal part of the plot again: "to be precise, Wilbur wanted to find a way to break the "established fact" by exploring the repeated death of humans."

"Oh, the spiral of contradictions."

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