Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 547

Continue along the drain system.

Although the light here is still very dim, you can generally see the surrounding environment and the situation ahead.

"These incantations carved on the walls..."

Constantine followed Nyxia, going deeper and deeper, seeing the things on the walls all around, in my heart The more shocked.

The entire underground drain system is extremely complicated, the winding roads lead to all directions, like a tangled and complicated giant labyrinth, and on the walls and ceilings of all around, there are also some people engraved. Dazzling scarlet spell.

The complexity of these incantations is formed by the nesting of many kinds of incantations. Each incantation is intertwined with each other. Its internal logic is rigorous, the spell system is complex, and even the immersion Constantine. It is difficult to fully identify the old slick who has been in law for decades and who claims to know countless taboo knowledge.

He barely made out two incantations, one for disrupting spatial perception, and one for imprisoning and binding.

Constantine was not surprised by the incantation that disturbed the perception of space. This was obviously Wilbur's secret to prevent outsiders from breaking in through the drainage pipes and discovering the secrets hidden here.

But the style and structure of this imprisoning and binding spell are derived from Catholicism, and it is also the most authentic Crown of Thorns spell. It has only been used twice in history, and both were used by the Pope and the Twelve. Bit Cardinal co-led.

This made him a little confused. A man who slaughtered the whole city and committed such a serious crime, why would he use this kind of Holy See in such a sinful place The most sacred incantation?

"Even the crown of thorns appeared..."

Constantine frowned deeply, with a confused look on her face, feeling a little bad in her heart, murmured: "What the hell is that fellow imprisoning Ah?"

"Soon, you'll find out."

Nyxia did not stop, but accelerated, In this tangled and complicated underground labyrinth, it's like returning to your own home.

"Hey, hey, slow down!" Constantine also sped up when she saw this, for fear that she would fall behind and be left here.

As you go deeper, the smell of blood in the air becomes stronger, and the mechanical rumbling sound becomes louder and louder, but if you listen carefully, you can hear it faintly mixed with The scream of send cold shivers down one's spine.

Cold sweat oozes from Constantine's forehead, converges on his chin along the edge of his cheek, and then slowly drips onto the slippery ground, his face as white as a layer of wall paint.

He could swear by his reputation that even when he went to the deep Hell, he had never heard such an infiltrating scream. Resentful voice.

Just as he was thinking about it, Nyxia in front suddenly stopped.

"It's here!"

Nyxia raised her slender gooseneck and looked at a hanging ladder hanging on the wall, a dignified look in her cold eyes: "Do you want to? The truth you know...is up there."

Constantine hesitated for a moment, looked at the hanging ladder leading to the upper floor, and asked, "We go up from here, and we won't touch it directly. To that fellow?"

"Don't worry, not for now."

Nyxia shook the head, giving the suspicious Constantine a reassurance, saying, "At least it's destroying God. Before the Ascension Plan, it was impossible for Wilbur to discover us."

"Okay, I hope you're right."

Constantine took a deep breath and adjusted her mind. After that, take a step forward and grab the hanging ladder, put your feet on it and start climbing.

The length of the hanging ladder is not high, so Constantine quickly reached the Peak, reached out and pushed open the top cover, and finally climbed out of it with both hands and legs.

Nyxia tapped her toes, figure graceful like a fairy, came out directly from below, and slowly landed next to Constantine.

After getting up, Constantine looked around, surveying the interior of the factory.

The interior of the factory is very spacious, with countless thick and transparent tubes scattered like spiders' nests, carrying broken limbs, obviously waste to be discharged.

The mechanical rumbling sound became bigger, and the temperature all around became sultry. The bloody and rancid smell in the air was almost dozens of times that in the sewer, and it almost didn't make Constantine faint. past.

Constantine glanced at Nyxia: "What should I do next?"

"Go straight."

Nyxia pointed forward, all the transparent pipes extending out the place where he said: "The source of everything is right there."

"Okay!"

Constantine surprisingly didn't ask any more questions, frowned looked towards the end of the road, and felt An indescribable sense of familiarity.

And...

As if also a certain voice, faintly discernable lingered in his ears.

"Made...all had hallucinations!"

Constantine shook her head, thinking maybe she was too nervous, so she didn't take it seriously, step inside.

Along the way, unexpectedly smooth.

Wilbur Whateley did not appear, and there was not a single living person in the whole factory. Except for the louder mechanical rumbling sound, the scream of send cold shivers down one's spine became louder and louder. clearer.

When she came to the source of the excretory pipe, Constantine finally saw the source of the screams who had one's hair stand on end, and she was deeply shocked by the scene that appeared in front of her!

Countless human beings are piled up together, like pigs and sheep that are staying in the vegetable market. They are hung in the air by the iron rings pierced through their shoulder blades, and they are sent to the end along a transport device. slaughter point!

Wilbur Whateley didn't know what magic was used to make these human beings who were cut open and pierced through their lungs still retain their conscious consciousness and self, and then on to their final death.

These people who were hung up were completely helpless, and even screamed unconsciously. Constantine couldn't bear to close her eyes. Even Hell had never seen such a terrifying scene. .

Slightly calmed down, Constantine walked to the meat grinder, looked down with her probe, her scalp was numb, goosebumps appeared all over her body, and a shivering feeling instantly rose from the soles of her feet. The board rushed into the forehead!

This is the slaughtering point, this is clearly a meat grinder!

The blade of this meat grinder is very small, which is composed of countless small blades, which are densely arranged at the bottom, and the rotation speed is very fast.

Every person who is thrown down will not die directly after falling into the meat grinder, because those blades are too small to smash people in an instant, so it can only be a little bit' Grind'.

Start with two legs and work your way up slowly.

After people experience extreme pain and torture, they are finally churned into a pile of minced meat, and then run down the drainage pipe to the outside canal.

Directly above the meat grinder, there is a huge pipe installation.

Those who were devastated and tortured, could not rest in the soul even after death, but were sucked into it by that pipeline and sent to a deeper place in the factory, I don't know if it will be used what to do.

"Beast!!!"

Constantine's eyes were blood red, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were inserted into the skin, and he growled: "How can there be such a thing in the world? Terrifying bastard, this bastard is infinitely more cruel than Hell's Demon King!"

"This is the sin of pursuing immortality."

Nyxia's face was calm, indifferently said: "When human desires inflate endlessly, it will cause such a disaster. I have seen such a desperate scene countless times."