Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 531: Paradoxical Spiral 2

Did he just die?

As soon as this thought surfaced, it was immediately rejected by Lod.

The underground hotel was filled with a strange and inexplicable aura, and these two people looked like they had just died. No matter how one looked at it, there must be something fishy. It was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

Don't forget, this is the Limbo!

In the strange world between the cracks of the three realms, Wilbur Wattley had tried so hard to hide this place. Presumably, it was not to satisfy his perverted desire, or to use it as a large refrigerator to store the body?

Lod thought for a long time and really had no clue.

"Make way, I will examine the body, let me go in and take a look."

Constantine came over and pushed Lod away, then strode into the room. He squatted beside the two corpses and carefully examined them.

"You know how to examine corpses?" Lod raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise. "Aren't you a magician? Why do you even know how to examine corpses?"

"You don't understand. Nowadays, the competition in the industry is too great. Exorcism does not only rely on magic. The most important skill is that you have to learn how to examine corpses." Constantine sighed and said with a sigh, "After all, sometimes, if you want to find demons, you have to know how the Prophet Taoist died."

Lod was slightly speechless. He did not expect that even the Exorcist had begun to roll in.

Constantine opened the eyelids and teeth of the corpse, and then checked the muscles of the wound. He frowned and made a judgment. "These two people died less than half an hour ago. Their internal organs are still warm."

Half an hour

Lod's face darkened slightly. He stared at the two corpses without saying a word.

He believed that Constantine would not lie about this. In other words, the two of them had really died less than half an hour ago, and this time difference was just right when he had just stepped into this hotel.

But was it possible?

In all fairness, he did not believe it.

"If I'm not wrong, the other rooms should be the same." There was an inexplicable look in Lod's eyes. He turned directly to the second room and raised his leg.

Bang -

The wooden door was smashed by the violent kick, and the wooden chips scattered in all directions.

Lod and Constantine's faces sank again. Sure enough, there was another female corpse in this room.

This female corpse was wrapped in a white bath towel. Judging from the situation at the scene, it should have slipped and fallen after taking a bath. It happened to hit the sharp corner of the table and was hit by the falling flower pot.

"The same, the time of death is less than half an hour." Constantine squatted next to the female corpse. After checking it, his face was a bit ugly.

Lod did not say a word and walked to the third room.

After breaking through the door, there were three corpses inside. Two men and one woman. One of the men was very young and was suspected to be the child of two people.

The older man's skull was smashed by a blunt weapon, and his chest was stabbed by several sword. His internal organs were all crushed, and the younger boy was cut in the throat by sword. Before he died, there were signs of struggle, and the woman was cutting her wrist to commit suicide. The murderer was undoubtedly the woman.

It was another murder case!

And it was similar to the previous two cases. All of them died in their rooms.

Constantine's pupils trembled slightly. He felt a little frightened in his heart. Fortunately, he was experienced and knowledgeable. He barely gathered his courage and walked in. He checked the condition of the three corpses in turn.

"The joints of the corpses are stiff."

"There is still some residual heat in the internal organs."

"The pupils are still spreading after death."

"The muscles of the fatal parts are not completely stiff."

"There is a slight condensation of corpse spots on the finger pressure."

As each and every one of them spoke, Constantine's expression became increasingly ugly. In the end, he became a bit pale. After getting up, he took a deep breath and looked at Lod with a serious expression. He said in a low voice, "The time of death is less than an hour. The prediction is within half an hour."

Half an hour, another half an hour!

After three rooms were pushed open, there were corpses, and the time of death was less than half an hour.

If there was no connection between them, then not to mention Lod, even Constantine did not believe that there could be such a coincidence in the world that let these people die at the same time!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dozen or so rooms in the corridor were pushed open by Constantine one after another.

The situation inside was as they expected. There were more or less people in each room, and all of them died in various ways. Almost every one of them did not repeat. There were even some who were electrocuted to death and committing suicide. It was just like the real version of 'death god is here'.

After the search on the second floor was completed, there was nothing unusual except the scene of the large 'killing'.

Lod and the others followed them down to the third floor and found that the structure here was exactly the same as the upper floor. Moreover, the corridor was still covered with the bright red blanket, and it was filled with gurgling blood that oozed out of the room.

"Could it be that this place is also the same?"

Constantine did not even care about the danger. He directly rushed over and opened all the doors. After a glance, his scalp immediately went numb. His limbs were stiff and cold. Fear was like countless ants, gnawing at his remaining rationality bit by bit.

"Sure enough, it is still the same situation." Lod sighed.

On the third floor of the underground hotel, there were still corpses in the rooms. If there were any other areas, it would probably be the way they died.

In just two floors and thirty rooms, there were thirty different ways of dying. Each person died for some inexplicable reason, or was killed by others, or chose to commit suicide, or died by coincidence.

Next were the fourth and fifth floors.

It was as if someone deliberately created it. There was a different way of dying in every room on each floor.

When Constantine was tired of looking at it and even a little disgusted, the last room on the fifth floor of the corridor once again brought them a big 'surprise'!

The reason why it was called a big surprise was not because of how terrible this room was.

There was a female corpse in the room. Just like all the previous rooms, her death was cruel. Her head was placed on the shoe cabinet at the entrance and was facing the place where they opened the door.

But it was this female corpse that caused Constantine's expression to change drastically, and he even cried out loudly.

Lod was attracted by his scream and thought that something had happened. He quickly rushed over and saw Constantine sitting on the ground, looking at the woman's head on the shoe cabinet with a frightened expression. He could not help but ask doubtfully, "This is just a head. It's not like I haven't seen it before. What are you screaming about?"

"She -"

Constantine pointed at the head with a trembling finger. The terrified expression made the muscles on his face twist, and he could not even say a complete sentence.

"What happened to her? Speak clearly!"

Lod slightly exploded Spiritual Power, his voice like a bell that could pierce through stone and clouds, echoing throughout the entire corridor.

Constantine was startled awake. He took a few breaths and pointed at the woman's head. He said in shock, "This woman is Irene Caswell. She is the woman that Nexia helped to escape and left a message for you!"

"How did she come here?"

Lod realized the seriousness of the matter, and his expression suddenly became serious. "Moreover, hasn't she already left the hotel and settled down for the second half of her life? Has she written her experience into the book and handed it to me in the future?"

"That's because -"

"The woman named Irene Caswell has already died in this hotel. Her brain and soul have been thrown into the prison. That Irene is just a puppet."

"Only a dead person can walk out of here."

"Otherwise, how could Irene leave this hotel, or even walk out of this city safely and leave a letter for you in the future?"