A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 438 Dante's Divine Comedy Hell Map!

In the direction of the hotel lobby leading to the stairs, there is a huge stone wall.

The texture of the stone wall is almost white jade, with colorful paints on it, depicting a classic medieval painting, and the length is just enough to block the back.

Ordinary people standing in the hall, the first thing they see is the stone wall, and then they can only see the stairs and elevators on the left.

People's subconsciousness will choose the closest thing, and this stone wall takes advantage of this feature to hide the secret of the road by guiding people to ignore the things on the right

However, after the three of them walked around the stone wall, they found that there was indeed an elevator here!

"Damn it..."

Constantine scratched his head, and said with a puzzled face: "There is really another road here, but we have been here for so long, why didn't we find it?"

"It's not your problem."

Lord sneered, and stretched out his hand to wipe on the stone wall, the dried paint on the surface fell off, revealing a part of the blood-red color inside, and muttered: "There is a problem with this stone wall, if it wasn't for Nexia's reminder , even I was almost fooled by it.”

While speaking, Lord pressed his palm.

hum...

The spiritual pressure erupted instantly, and with an extremely ingenious control, it shattered the surface paint on the stone wall without damaging the inner layer.

As the paint on the surface peeled off little by little, the real scene of the stone wall was presented, a picture of hell drawn with a lot of red paint!

The scene of hell depicted on the stone wall is an hourglass-like hanging downwards, which is divided into thirteen floors from top to bottom. It looks like a tower-shaped building built upside down.

In the inverted tower building, there are countless hideous and terrifying ghosts on each floor, densely packed like insects and ants, crowded and stacked in those narrow spaces.

The technique of the murals is quite excellent. The pupils of these evil spirits are gray and lifeless, and their mouths are dilated to the limit. Only a piece of skin is left to hold the bones. It seems that they have experienced unimaginable torture, as terrifying as walking dead!

Each floor of the inverted tower building uses special painting techniques to show different differences, such as burning flames, sharp spikes, black wind that scrapes bones, black river that corrodes the human body, etc., and so on. Ghost punishment!

After just watching it for a few seconds, Constantine felt dizzy, even unbearably nauseous, as if an invisible force was affecting his soul, and he looked away from above to feel a little better.

Apparently, this painting was the culprit!

It can not only divert people's sight, but the painting hidden under the surface can make people feel strong discomfort from the soul level, so that no one will approach the mural and find the hidden road on the right.

"I...recognize this painting!"

Constantine turned his head away, not daring to look at the mural again, and suppressing his discomfort, he said, "This is... the map of hell from Dante's Divine Comedy."

"How is it?"

Lord frowned slightly.

Dante's Divine Comedy is a very famous poem in Europe, almost everyone has heard it.

It depicts a dream of a man named Dante in the middle of his life, in which he condemns the rule of the church at that time through dialogues about purgatory, heaven, hell and many other characters.

And the mural in front of me was created by a famous painter based on the content depicted in the Divine Comedy: Dante's Divine Comedy Map of Hell!

"It's a kind of black magic..."

Constantine's nose fluttered, and then he clicked his tongue softly, and said in disgust: "I can even smell a disgusting smell, which is similar to the feeling of hell, but somewhat different."

It was a kind of hell-like atmosphere, very similar but not the same. Compared with the hell they are familiar with, the feeling in this mural is obviously more terrifying and weird!

"That Wilbur Whateley is probably a black magician." Constantine said, "I can swear on Gabriel that this picture of Dante's Hell is the real thing, and the one in the museum is a fake !"

Whether it's true or not doesn't matter anymore.

The key question now is, what is the secret that Wilbur Whateley tried so hard to hide by using the special ability of this mural?

"No matter what it is, don't you know if you go and have a look?" Lord said calmly, pursing his lips, "I'm getting more and more curious now, what secrets are hidden in this hotel."

"Okay~ You're right."

Constantine shrugged and said: "But I have a hunch that the road on the right is not easy. That man named Wilbur must have defensive black magic."

"It doesn't matter."

With a gentle smile, Lord raised his hand and shattered the priceless painting wall, and then under Constantine's dumbfounded expression, he said lightly: "No matter what magic he hides, it can't stop us. .”

"Uh... you're destroying cultural relics, right?" Constantine looked at the rubble all over the floor, feeling a little distressed that an authentic piece handed down from generation to generation had been ruthlessly destroyed.

"Then you are going to sue me?"

Lord glanced at him, then led Nexia, across the rubble of the painted walls, towards the hidden elevator.

The corner of Constantine's mouth twitched, and he silently complained in his heart: I dare to sue you, but who dares to care about the problem?

"This is a good thing!" Constantine licked his lips excitedly, and quickly bent down to pick up the rubble of the painting wall scattered on the ground.

Although the painted wall was broken, these remaining mural stones still have the function of psychic, and it is very suitable to be used as the cornerstone of magic.

Randomly picking up a few pieces of rubble from the murals, Constantine saw that the elevator door had already opened, so he didn't bother to pick up the rest. He glanced at it reluctantly, then strode away and ran over.

"Hey, wait for me, slow down!"

This is an old-fashioned gate elevator. The interior is relatively spacious and can accommodate about six or seven people. There is a dim oil lamp on the top. The light hits the faces of the three people, casting a part of the shadow, which is inexplicably ghostly. a feeling of.

After Constantine came in, the elevator gate slowly closed, but it was strange that they saw no button to select the floor in this elevator.

buzzing...

The sound of mechanical gears turning sounded, and the entire elevator began to move down slowly.

"It's actually downward?!"

Constantine's heart trembled slightly, and he looked at Nexia in confusion, and asked, "Didn't you say that our goal is the top floor of this hotel? But this elevator is going down."

Nexia was in a trance and didn't hear Constantine's voice. She didn't react until Lord asked again. She looked at the elevator gate with a look of complexity in her eyes: "We didn't go wrong, I mean The top floor of the hotel, just go down."

"under?"

Constantine was about to ask what was below, when the old-fashioned elevator suddenly jolted and then stopped slowly.

They have arrived at their destination!

creak-

The rusted gate slowly opened under the watchful eyes of the three, accompanied by harsh metal friction sounds.

What appeared in front of the three of them was not the horror scene they had imagined, nor the terrifying weeping angel, but... a huge stone wall!

"hiss--"

Constantine took a deep breath, looked at the familiar environment outside the elevator, and said in horror: "What the hell is going on with us, why is this place exactly the same as the one above?!"

The structure here is exactly the same as above, and even the placement of items is exactly the same as above.It's as if someone mirrored the exact same scene as the hotel above!

"here......"

Nexia took a deep breath, her eyes were extremely serious, and said: "This is the real... Casanova Hotel!"