owlsbooks Chapter 455 Wilbur's Manuscript
Chapter 455 Wilbur's Manuscript
Swish!
With just a slight wave, the monstrous flames were suddenly extinguished.
'Lord' held a transparent blade, stepped on the broken ground, and walked slowly towards Wilbur Whateley. The space he passed trembled and collapsed, densely packed with black cracks everywhere, as if it would shatter at any time. Like cracked china.
Wilbur Whateley's mind was blank, and his thoughts seemed to be permanently frozen at that moment. Unspeakable fear spread from the bottom of his heart, accompanied by a chill that could freeze his soul, and the hairs on his body instantly stood up!
That's... the breath of death!
Unlike the feeling of the previous few times, this time Wilbur Whateley's feeling is very real!
"Don't be so vigilant..."
After 'Lord' let go of his hand, the transparent blade disappeared, and a sneer appeared in his long and narrow gilt pupils, and he said: "I said that it only takes one knife to kill you, so I will never make a second knife, because my knife ...has already cut you down."
"What did you say?!"
Wilbur Whateley's heart trembled, and he immediately felt that his thinking was 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 it split the whole body in two, and then hit the ground after being split in two.
"I shouldn't have believed your nonsense..."
'Lord' eyes flickered, I don't know what he was thinking about, and after a long time, he sighed with emotion: "It's rare for that guy to let me come out to take a breath, and I have to go back so soon, if I knew it, I might as well use the sea!"
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Casanova Hotel, ninth floor.
The overall structure here is quite different from the previous layers.
They are in an unknown tunnel with thin light, narrow and dark. The surrounding walls feel a bit like underground rock structures, and there are large sphagnum moss plants growing in the damp gaps.
Not far in front of the tunnel, a little light can be seen faintly.
Obviously, there was the destination.
Constantine originally wanted to turn his head and ask Nexia to confirm whether it was the place she mentioned, but the environment of this ghost place was similar to the above, the darkness became almost thicker, and he could only see it dimly. to a blurred figure.
"It's there."
In the darkness, Nexia's voice came.
After being personally confirmed by the 'Prophet', Constantine felt relieved and cast a few blessing spells on himself, then touched the wet rock wall and moss, stepped on the uneven gravel road, and walked carefully Move slowly towards the light source.
Although it seemed safe here, Constantine did not relax his vigilance.
After all, based on the information collected so far, that Wilbur Whateley is obviously a magician who is proficient and good at dark magic. The spooky and the scary.
If someone accidentally triggered the trap, Nexia might not be able to save him.
Constantine walked very carefully with every step, and used magic from time to time to test whether there were any traps ahead. The efficiency of his progress was enough to be called a turtle's speed, and he walked for more than ten minutes at a distance of less than [-] meters.
After approaching the light source, it was discovered that it was a simple wooden door.
After confirming that there were no traps on the wooden door and the black magic curse left behind, Constance was completely relieved, and then skillfully pried open the door lock with an iron wire.
The size of the room is not too big, 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 a few old books that have been opened. On the left hand side stands a bookcase several meters high. Constantine glanced roughly, and found that it was full of all kinds of magic books, and most of them were lost books related to black magic.
"All the secrets are in those manuscripts."
Nexia appeared quietly at some point, pointing at the scattered yellowed manuscripts on the table.
"Damn it, scare me!"
Constantine was so frightened by her sudden appearance that he felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He patted his chest and said with lingering fear: "Next time, please, can you not be so sudden, if I am not so brave, I will be scared to death by you!"
Under the dim electric light, Nexia's expression was a bit elusive, and there was a hint of scrutiny in her emerald green eyes, and she said to Constantine meaningfully: "There are some things you shouldn't look at, so don't look at them." Go and see, do you understand what I'm saying?"
Constantine's face froze: "You...what do you mean?"
"Means nothing."
Nexia 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 be to those things. If you don't want to become Wilbur That kind of lunatic, it's better not to be curious."
Constantine's face was stiff, and it was obvious that he had been poked into the thoughts in his heart. He said awkwardly: "I'm happy to see Lie Xin. After all, those magic books have been lost for a long time. Since you won't let me read them, then I will read them." Don't read it."
"Better so."
Nexia smiled slightly and said, "I don't want to kill you with my own hands, so don't force me."
Constantine trembled all over, and quickly swore that he would never look at it.
Although it was only for a moment just now, he clearly caught the murderous look in the girl's eyes, which made him deeply aware that this girl was definitely not joking with him!
Adhering to the principle of supremacy of life, Constantine decisively abandoned curiosity.
No matter how powerful dark magic is described in those few lost books, it is impossible for his little life to be worth as much.
Constantine took a deep breath, stopped paying attention to the lost books on the bookcase, turned to the wooden table, picked up the yellowed manuscripts scattered on it, and said: "It's time to reveal the answer, let me look at this Wilbur Whateley, what secret is he hiding?"
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Spring 1913, Newcastle.
A golden meteor suddenly fell in the suburbs, and the huge shock wave caused the deaths of several civilians.
Under the order of His Majesty George VI, I, who was obsessed with magic pharmacy, was in charge of going to the Newcastle area to investigate the incident. After conducting a series of field surveys, I found that a large area of land was affected by some unknown force, and the vegetation had abnormal changes. Activated, and a strong vitality was detected from the soil.
During the investigation, I quickly realized that this was a God-given opportunity for me!
The mysterious and unknown power contained in this area can not only activate vegetation and soil, but also activate humans and animals. I just stayed here for a few days and cured the inherited asthma in our family.
Oh god, is this what being healthy feels like?
Now I can run for more than ten minutes at a stretch, and I can also ride on the back of the strongest horse, make moves that I never dared to imagine before, and even wear knight armor and fight with people with a knight sword!
All of these are the blessings bestowed on me by that magical land!
Yes, this is mine.
This is the great treasure bestowed upon me by the Almighty and Merciful Heavenly Father.
I can't let other people know that I have to take this treasure land as my own!