Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 544

Shua!

With just a lightly wave, the monstrous flames suddenly extinguished.

'Lorde' holding a transparent blade, stepping on the broken ground, slowly walked towards Wilbur Whateley, the space trembled and collapsed, close and numerous black cracks covered every place, as if Like china that shatters at any time.

Wilbur Whateley's mind was blank, his thoughts seemed to be permanently fixed at that moment, the fear of hard to describe spread from the bottom of his heart, accompanied by the chill enough to freeze the soul, the hairs all over his body exploded instantly. stand up!

That's... the breath of Death!

This time Wilbur Whateley felt very real, unlike the previous few times!

"Don't be so vigilant..."

'Lorde' released his hand and the transparent blade was disappeared, and his long and narrow gilded pupils lit up with mockery, saying: "It only takes one knife to kill you, then there will never be a second knife, because my knife... has already hit you."

"You said. ......what?!"

Wilbur Whateley's heart skipped a beat before he felt his mind sluggish.

But before it could answer, a clear blood-colored crack suddenly appeared on the top of its head, and then gradually spread downward, until the whole person was divided into two, split in half and then smashed on it. on the ground.

"I shouldn't believe your nonsense..."

'Lorde' blinked, wondering what he was thinking about, and after a long time he sighed: " It's rare that this fellow asked me to come out and take a breath, and I'm going back so soon, if I knew it would be better to use Kansōmei!"

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Hotel Casanova, ninth floor.

the overall structure here is very different from the previous floors.

They are in an unknown tunnel with thin light, long, narrow and dark. The all around walls feel a bit similar to the underground rock structure, and there are large sphagnum plants growing in the wet crevices.

Not far ahead of the tunnel, a faint light can be seen.

Obviously, there is the destination.

Constantine originally wanted to turn her head and ask Nyxia to confirm if it was the place she said, but the environment of this ghost place is similar to the above, the darkness has become almost more intense, only hazy. of seeing a blurry silhouette.

"It's there."

In the darkness, Nyxia's voice came.

After receiving the personal confirmation of the 'prophet', Constantine finally felt relieved and applied a few blessings to herself. Then, she touched the wet rock wall and water moss, and stepped on the uneven debris. Stone pavement, cautiously moving slowly towards the light source.

Although it looks safe here, Constantine isn't letting his guard down.

After all, based on the information collected so far, that Wilbur Whateley is obviously a Sorcerer, proficient and good at dark magic. weird and terrifying.

If one accidentally triggers a trap, Nyxia may not be able to save him.

Constantine walked very carefully in each step, using magic from time to time to test whether there were any traps in front of her. The traveling efficiency was enough to be called turtle speed, and she walked for more than ten minutes for a distance of less than 100 meters.

It was only after approaching the light source that I realized that it was a quaint wooden door.

Constance was completely relieved after confirming that there were no traps on the wooden door and the curse of black magic left behind, and then skillfully opened the door with a wire.

The area of the room is not large, only about ten square meters.

A dim electric lamp hangs from the damp and rotten ceiling. On the wooden table in the middle are some messy manuscripts and several old books that have been turned over. The left-hand side is standing. Holding a bookcase several meters high, Constantine glanced roughly and found that it was full of various magic books, and most of them were lost orphans related to black magic.

"All the secrets are in those manuscripts."

Nyxia appeared quietly at some point, raising her finger to the scattered yellow manuscripts on the table.

"Fuck, scare me!"

Constantine was so frightened by her appear and disappear unpredictably that she felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat, she patted her chest and said with lingering fear: "Next time, can you please not be so sudden, if not I'll be scared to death by you!"

Under the dim electric light, Nyxia's expression is somewhat elusive, and emerald green eyes faintly With a little scrutiny, he said meaningfully to Constantine: "There are some things you shouldn't see, so don't see them. Can you understand what I said?"

Constantine complexion stiffened: "You. ......What do you mean by that?"

"It doesn't make any sense."

Nyxia said lightly: "I just want to remind you that sometimes the so-called '' Knowledge' is actually a burden. The more you know, the closer you will get to those things. If you don't want to become a Wilbur crazy, you'd better not be curious."

Constantine looked stiff. , was obviously poked at the thought in his heart, and said embarrassedly: "I'm not seeing others do what one loves to do, one is inspired to try it again, after all, those magic book records have been lost for a long time, since you If you don't let me see it, then I won't."

"It's better."

Nyxia smiled slightly and said, "I don't want to kill you with my own hands, so Don't force me."

Constantine shuddered and swore that she would never look at it.

Although it was only for a moment just now, the murderous aura that flashed in the girl's eyes was clearly captured by him, which made him deeply realize that this girl was definitely not joking with him!

Following the principle of life first, Constantine decisively abandoned curiosity.

Even if the few lost books describe how powerful dark magic is, it is impossible for him to have this little life worthwhile.

Constantine took a deep breath and stopped paying attention to the lost books on the bookcase. Instead, she walked to the wooden table, picked up the yellowed manuscripts scattered on it, and said, "It's time to reveal the mystery, Let me see what secrets this Wilbur Whateley hides!"

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Newcastle, Spring 1913.

A golden meteor suddenly crashed on the outskirts, and a huge shock wave caused the death of several civilians.

On the order of His Majesty George VI, I was obsessed with magical medicament, and was responsible for investigating the incident in the Newcastle area. Under the influence, the vegetation was abnormally activated, and a very strong life force was detected from the soil.

While investigating, I quickly realized that this was an opportunity God gave me!

The mysterious unknown power contained in this area can not only activate vegetation and soil, but also human and animals. I just stayed here for a few days and healed our family Inherited asthma.

Oh, God, is that what it feels like to be healthy?

Now I can run for more than ten minutes at a stretch, and I can ride on the back of the strongest horse and do things I never imagined before. I can even wear knight armor and hold a knight Duel with the sword!

All of this is a blessing from that magical land!

Yes, this is mine.

This is the great treasure bestowed upon me by the Heavenly Father of Almighty Mercy.

I can't let other people know, I have to take this treasure for myself!