Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 545: Wilbur's Manuscript

Swish!

With a gentle wave of his hand, the raging flames suddenly died out.

Lod held the transparent sword blade in his hand. He stepped on the broken ground and slowly walked towards Wilbur. Wherever he passed, the space trembled and collapsed. Dense black cracks covered every place, as if porcelain would break at any time.

Wilbur's mind was blank. His mind seemed to be permanently fixed at that moment. An indescribable fear spread from the bottom of his heart. Along with the chill that could freeze the soul, all the hair on his body instantly stood up!

It was the aura of death!

It was different from the feeling from the previous few times. This time, Wilbur felt it very clearly!

"There's no need to be so vigilant."

After Lod released his hand, the transparent sword blade disappeared. His narrow golden eyes revealed a hint of ridicule as he said, "I already said that I only need one sword to kill you. Then there will definitely not be a second sword, because my sword has already cut you."

"What do you mean?"

Wilbur was shocked and immediately felt that his thoughts were sluggish.

However, before he could reply, a clear bloody crack suddenly appeared on the top of its head and gradually spread downwards until it split the entire person into two halves and smashed into the ground.

"I shouldn't have believed your nonsense."

Lod's eyes flashed. It was unknown what he was thinking, but after a long time, he sighed with emotion. "It's rare for that guy to let me out for a breath. He wants to go back so quickly. If I had known, I would have used Kansoumei!"

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Cassanova Hotel, the ninth floor.

The overall structure of this place was very different from the previous levels.

They were in an unknown tunnel with thin light, narrow and dark. The feeling of touching the walls around them was a bit similar to the structure of underground rocks. There were also large amounts of water moss growing in the damp gaps.

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

Obviously, that was the destination.

Constantine originally wanted to turn around and ask Naike Xiya to confirm if that was the place she was talking about. However, the environment of this damned place was similar to that of the above. The darkness had become even thicker. She could only vaguely see a blurry figure.

"It's right there."

Naike Xiya's voice came from the darkness.

After getting the confirmation from the prophet, Constantine was relieved. He cast a few blessings on himself. Then, he touched the damp rock wall and water moss. He stepped on the uneven gravel road and carefully advanced towards the light source.

Although this place looked very safe, Constantine did not let down his guard.

After all, according to the information he had gathered, that Wilbur was obviously a mage, proficient and proficient in dark magic. When he was wandering in the past, he had also dabbled in this area, so he knew the strangeness and horror of black magic.

If he accidentally triggered a trap, Naike Xiya might not be able to save him.

Constantine walked very carefully with every step. From time to time, he would use magic to test if there were any traps ahead. The speed of his movement was enough to be called turtle speed. He walked for more than ten minutes from a distance of less than 100 meters.

When he got close to the light source, he found that it was an ancient wooden door.

After confirming that there were no traps on the wooden door and the curse of black magic left behind, Constantine was completely relieved. Then he used an iron wire to skillfully pry open the door.

The area of the room was not big, only about ten square meters.

A dim yellow electric light hung on the damp and rotten ceiling. There were some messy manuscripts and several old books on the wooden table in the middle. There was a bookcase several meters high on the left side of the hand. Constantine glanced at it and found that it was full of all kinds of magic books, and most of them were long-lost copies of black magic.

"All the secrets are in those manuscripts."

At some point in time, Naike Xiya quietly appeared and pointed at the scattered yellow manuscripts on the table.

"You scared me!"

Constantine was scared out of his wits by her. He felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He patted his chest and said with lingering fear, "Next time, please don't be so sudden. If not for my courage, I would have been scared to death by you!"

Under the dim light of the electric light, Naike Xiya's expression was a bit hard to fathom. Her green eyes vaguely contained a trace of scrutiny. She said to Constantine meaningfully, "There are some things that you should not look at. You must not look at them. Can you understand what I said?"

Constantine's face froze. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing."

Naike Xiya said faintly, "I just want to remind you that the so-called 'knowledge' is actually a burden. The more you know, the closer you are to those things. If you don't want to become a madman like Wilbur, it is best not to be curious."

Constantine's expression was stiff, and it was obvious that his thoughts had been hit. He said awkwardly, "I'm happy to see you. After all, those magic books have been lost for a long time. Since you won't let me see them, then I won't read them."

"It would be best if that was the case."

Naike Xiya smiled 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, the killing intent that flashed through the girl's eyes was clearly captured by him, making him deeply aware that this girl was definitely not joking with him!

With the principle of life above all else, Constantine decisively abandoned his curiosity.

Even if there were several books that had been lost, no matter how powerful the dark magic was, it was impossible for it to be as valuable as his little life.

Constantine took a deep breath and no longer paid attention to the lost books on the shelves. Instead, he walked to the wooden table and picked up the scattered yellow manuscript. He said, "It is time to reveal the mystery. Let me see what secret this Wilbur is hiding!"

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Year 1913, Spring, Newcastle.

A golden meteor suddenly fell into the suburbs, and the huge shock wave caused the death of several civilians.

Under the order of His Majesty George the Sixth, I, who was obsessed with magic potion, was responsible for heading to the Newcastle region to investigate the incident. After a series of inspections, I found that a large area of land was affected by some unknown force, and the vegetation was abnormally active. Moreover, I detected a strong vitality from the soil.

In the process of the investigation, I quickly realized that this was an opportunity bestowed by God!

The mysterious unknown power contained in this region could not only make the plants and soil alive, but also make humans and animals alive. I only stayed here for a few days and cured the asthma disease passed down in our family.

Oh God, so this is the feeling of health?

The current me can run for more than ten minutes in one breath, and I can also ride on the back of the strongest horse, making movements that I never dared to think of before. I can even wear knight armor and fight people with a knight sword!

All of this is a blessing bestowed upon me by that magical land!

Yes, this is mine.

This is a great treasure bestowed to me by the almighty and merciful Father.

I can not let others know that I must take this treasure land for myself!