Chapter 438： Dante's Divine Comedy Hell Chart!

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

Ordinary people standing in the hall, first of all they see the stone wall, and secondly, they can only see the stairs and elevators on the left.

People's subconscious mind will choose the closest thing, and this stone wall takes advantage of this feature, and guides people to ignore the things on the right, so as to hide the secret of that road.

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

"Damn it..."

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

"This is not your problem."

Lord sneered, stretched out his hand and wiped it on the stone wall. The paint after the surface layer was dried unexpectedly fell off, revealing a part of blood red color inside, and said in deep thought, "There is a problem with this stone wall, if it weren't for Neksia's reminder , Even I was almost fooled by it."

While speaking, Lord pressed his palm.

Hum...

The spiritual pressure sprayed out instantly, with an extremely ingenious control, shattering the surface paint on the stone wall without hurting the inner layer.

As the paint on the surface peeled off little by little, it showed the real scene of the stone wall, a picture of **** painted with a lot of red paint!

The scene of **** depicted on the stone wall is an hourglass hanging upside down and extending downwards. It is divided into 13 floors from top to bottom, which looks like a tower-shaped building built upside down.

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

The technique of the mural painting is quite excellent. The pupils of these evil spirits are gray and godless, and their mouths have expanded to the limit. There is only a piece of skin on the body holding the bones, as if they have experienced unimaginable torture, as terrible as walking dead!

Each floor of the inverted tower-shaped building uses special painting techniques to show different differences, such as burning flames, sharp spikes, black winds that scrape bones, Heihe that corrodes humans, etc., and so on. The punishment of ghosts!

Just after watching for a few seconds, Constantine felt dizzy, even nauseous, and it seemed that there was an invisible force affecting his soul. He looked away from above, which made him feel a little better.

Obviously, this painting is the culprit!

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

"I...recognize this painting!"

Constantine turned his head, not daring to look at the mural again, resisting his discomfort and said: "This is... the **** picture of Dante's Divine Comedy."

"How is it?"

Lord frowned slightly.

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

It depicts a dream that a man named Dante had halfway through his life, in which he condemned the church's rule at that time through dialogues about purgatory, heaven, **** and many other characters.

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 Hell!

"This is a kind of black magic..."

Constantine's nose moved, and then he tweeted in disgust: "I can even smell a disgusting smell, which is similar to the feeling of hell, but it's a little different."

It was a hell-like breath, very similar, but not all the same. Compared with the **** they knew well, the feeling in this mural was obviously more terrifying and weird!

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

Whether it is true or false is not important anymore.

The key question now is that Wilbur Waterray has worked hard to use the special ability of this mural, what is the secret he wants to hide?

"Whatever it is, don't you know if you look at it in the past?" Lord looked calm, pursed his lips, and said, "I am becoming more and more curious now, what secrets are hidden in this hotel."

"Okay~ you are right."

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

"It doesn't matter."

Lord, with a gentle smile, raised his hand and smashed the priceless painting wall, and then under Constantine's stunned expression, he said faintly: "No matter what magic he hides, he can't stop us. ."

"Uh...you count as ruined cultural relics, right?" Constantine looked at the rubble on the ground, feeling a little painful and ruthlessly ruining a pair of authentic handed down.

"Then you go sue me?"

Lord glanced at him, then led Nekhya, over the painted walls and rubble on the floor, towards the hidden elevator.

Constantine twitched his mouth, and said silently in his heart: I dare to sue you, but who dares to control the problem?

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

Although the painting wall was broken, these remaining mural stones still had a psychic effect, and it could not be more suitable to be used as the cornerstone of magic.

Picking up a few pieces of fresco rubble casually, Constantine saw that the elevator door had been opened, and couldn't care about picking up the rest. He glanced reluctantly, and ran over.

"Hey, wait for me, slow down!"

This is an old-fashioned gate elevator. The interior is quite spacious and can accommodate about six or seven people. On the top is a dim yellow oil lamp. The light hits the faces of the three people and casts a part of the shadows. There is an inexplicable ghost film. a feeling of.

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

Buzzing...

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

"It's actually down?!"

Constantine's heart shook slightly, and immediately looked at Neksia with some confusion, and asked, "Didn't you say that our goal is the top floor of this hotel? But this elevator goes down."

Nexia was in a trance and did not hear Constantine's voice. It was not until Lord asked again that she reacted. She looked at the elevator gates, and there was a touch of complexity in her eyes: "We did not go wrong, I mean The top floor of the hotel is going down."

"under?"

Constantine was about to ask. When there was something down there, the old elevator suddenly shook, and then slowly stopped.

They have reached their destination!

Creak--

The rusty gate, accompanied by the harsh metal friction sound, slowly opened under the gaze of the three people.

What appeared in front of the three of them was not the imaginary horror scene, nor the terrible crying angel, but... a huge stone wall!

"hiss--"

Constantine took a deep breath, looked at the familiar environment outside the elevator, and said in amazement: "We TMD hell, why is this place exactly the same as above?!"

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

"here......"

Nexia took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely solemn, and said: "It's the real...Casanova Hotel!"