Chapter 443： Contradiction spiral (4)

"What you want me to see is this wall clock"

Lord frowned tightly with a word "Chuan", and looked at the girl next to him suspiciously, who gave him an affirmative look.

A wall clock, what's the secret

With such doubts, Lord and Constantine came closer and watched carefully.

But no matter how they looked at the wall clock, they couldn't find the slightest special place. If they insist on saying something unusual, perhaps this crimson wall clock is a palace clock from the British royal collection.

Constantine was an authentic Englishman, and he wandered in London for a long time before, and he came into contact with more of the Three Religions and Nine Classes during the exorcism, so he can barely distinguish the antiquities in this aspect.

He recognized at a glance that the wall clock came from the British royal family.

The wood on the outside of the wall clock is extremely high-end, which is rare on the market, and the inner clock dial is not simple. It is made of some unknown crystal and is engraved with the Queen’s crown symbolizing the British royal family. The structure of the upper and lower double porcelain plates. , The hands are shaped like delicate flower branches, and the time signs are carved from precious blue minerals. x

So, how precious is this wall clock?

To describe it in Constantine's words, if this wall clock is handed over to the British royal family, at least it will be a viscount, and the queen can be knighted in person and kiss the back of the great hand.

For an Englishman, the back of the hand that can be kissed, and the knighthood in person, can be said to be the supreme glory. Constantine thought that his eyes became more and more fiery. If it weren’t for Lord’s side, he would have long been Unload the wall clock and take it away.

"Ahem, friendly reminder, your dear, it's eleven years from birth." Lord coughed dryly, extinguishing Constantine's unrealistic fantasy.

"Almost forgot, it's George VI now." Constantine shook his head regretfully, grinning regretfully: "It would be better if it was 1939 now, maybe after we go out, we can still meet Fenghua Zhengmao. That's it."

"Okay, wait for you to discuss with the crying angel and take you to 1939." Lord was amused by this guy, and said: "It just happens to be compared with Prince Philip and see who can get it in the end. The Queen’s heart."

Dong dong dong

Just as the two were joking, a deep and heavy sound suddenly echoed in the banquet hall.

The sudden sound made Constantine tremble. He looked at the wall clock together with Lorde's gaze, and found that the hands of the flower branches overlapped, pointing to the top twelve o'clock together!

"It's going to begin, father."

Nexia came closer, staring at the shaking pendulum, and said faintly: "Soon you will know the meaning of this hotel and what Wilbur wants to do."

Dong dong dong

After the bell rang twelve, everything in front of him suddenly became blurred.

It's not because their eyes have a problem, but because they are blurred in a physical sense. The space is like a canvas that has been dabbled indiscriminately, full of colorful and messy colors, and a strong sense of distortion surges into their hearts.

The next moment, the space returned to normal.

That kind of strong distortion gradually disappeared. After seeing Lord and Constantine clearly understand the surrounding things, they were shocked to no avail. They went back to the lobby of the hotel, and the stone wall depicting the **** drawing was placed in front of them!

"We are back again."

Constantine looked around, and said with a look of astonishment: "But I remember we were not in the banquet hall?"

"The space has been exchanged."

After a glance at the things around him, Lord exhaled heavily, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he said solemnly: "And not only the position of the space has changed, even the time has been set back before we came. ."

Before he left this hall, he left a ghost mark on the stone wall.

But now after returning here, the mark of the ghost road disappeared, and it was not destroyed by any external force, then the remaining result is that there is time to turn back!

"How could it be possible to go back in time!"

Constantine showed a look of horror. This is beyond the scope of magic. As far as he knows, only the Supreme Mage can do it. But now, how can such a terrible person appear in this small hotel!

"Is it right? Just check it out."

Lord didn't pause this time, grabbing the two people around him and stepping directly, and came back to the first floor.

This time, there is a change!

There are no dead bodies in the room, and no one is there.

"This kind of magic"

Constantine was stunned, as if he couldn't believe this scene, this kind of magic that could fool even time, he vaguely remembered where he had seen it, but he couldn't remember it now.

"If I'm right, these people should be on the eighth floor." Lord squinted, and the thought that had flashed before suddenly appeared again, and this time he accurately caught it.

"Yes, father."

Nexia didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Now everyone is attending the banquet for the eighth time."

"I roughly guessed Wilbur's intentions, but I still need to verify it." Lord said, grabbing two people, and said lightly: "Let's take a look at the whole thing in this hotel. ."

Instant step, instant step, instant step.

After several instant steps, the three of them went directly to the eighth floor.

At this time, the eighth floor banquet hall was not as empty as it was before.

A group of people are sitting around a long table with happy smiles on their faces. It's so unpleasant to push each other's cups. The lively laughter converges and dilutes the strange atmosphere before, as if everything is their illusion.

However

The lively scene in front of him , in the eyes of Constantine, is extremely horrible.

The people who sit around the long table with white napkins and enjoy the food elegantly are the people they have seen in the room before, who have already died!

They are resurrected!

And sitting in this banquet hall, as if it had never happened before, laughing and drinking food and wine.

At the end of the long table, there was a man and a woman sitting.

The woman has soft blonde hair and wears clothing that does not conform to this era. Under the clean white open-chested one-piece long dress, a round and slender legs, set on seductive flesh-colored stockings, fully set off the femininity of women.

The man sitting next to the woman has his brown hair meticulously combed, with a tall nose and deep pupils. He looks very handsome and handsome. He is dressed in a tailored suit and dress. His demeanor is full of aristocratic temperament, just like the entire banquet. The owner. 0

"Those two"

Constantine looked like he had eaten a fly, pointing at the man and woman with an ugly expression, and squeezed a few words from his teeth: "It's Irene Kaswina and Wilbur Waterley." div

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