Chapter 526: Sinners

Chapter 526: Sinners

Was the Weeping Angel powerful?

In all honesty, of course, it is very powerful, and it can even be said to be quite tricky. Even if the doctor met them, he was helpless, watching the angel and taking away the person he loved most from his side.

The ultimate defense mechanism of quantum lock gave the Weeping Angel an indestructible characteristic, as well as the most terrifying attack style. Like mercury, it was pervasive, squeezing every nerve of the creature at any time. It forced them not to let down their guard at all, until they finally collapsed.

And the disappearance of the ghost gave them the horror of ghosts, as if they would appear behind you in the next second. They would either throw you into the past timeline or break your neck.

The most terrifying thing in the world was the unknown, the deepest and oldest fear, which originated from the fear of the unknown.

Lod vaguely remembered that someone had once summed up the three characteristics of a monster. It could be very easy to summarize the definition of 'Fear'.

First, a monster could not speak human language.

Language was a way of communication. If one was facing an existence that could not communicate, then one could not judge the intention and movement. It was essentially unknown about the current situation, causing people to be 'unable to understand' and thus develop fear.

Secondly, the real body of the monster was unknown.

In a battle, one could not grasp the position of the other party, or even understand the essence of the other party's existence. They could clearly observe the other party, but they could not affect it. The essence still originated from the unknown, but compared to being unable to communicate, it was easier to deepen the fear of the unknown.

Thirdly, the monster must be an immortal body!

If the monster could be killed, then there was no need for fear. So the true definition of an immortal body was based on the unknown of the monster. 'You' could not kill the monster, making resistance meaningless. The final result of fear was - despair.

And the monster they had to face, the Weeping Angel, could be said to be perfect in line with the three main characteristics of the monster above!

The Weeping Angel could not communicate, and its real body was unknown, and it was an immortal body, which was why it caused the fear of Constantine and others that they could not defeat it.

However, that was not the case.

The Weeping Angel was indeed very strong, but it did not mean that they were invincible. Even the most powerful thing always had their weaknesses. This was the iron law of the universe since birth, and nothing could be violated.

And the weakness of the Weeping Angel was the strongest skill they relied on to survive, the quantum lock that was known as the ultimate defense mechanism!

Anything that carried an angel would eventually become an angel. This sentence was not wrong, such as images, portraits, mirrors, eyes, etc.. Any object that reflected an angel would eventually become the carrier of an angel.

"They are all ordinary people. It is understandable for them to encounter this. After all, everyone is afraid of death." Constantine lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Saving one is one thing. I still hope to die in the future. I can use this contribution to exchange for a chance to go to heaven."

"What a pity!"

Nexia smiled and said, "You may be disappointed. The sins that those guys committed, going to hell, is a good thing for them."

Hearing this, Lod slightly raised his eyebrows. He could not help but be curious about what kind of sin those people had committed to make Nexia say such words.

"What do you mean by this?" Constantine frowned and looked at Nexia in confusion.

"You will know soon."

Nexia kept him in suspense. She turned to look at the stairs leading to the upper floor of the hotel. She lifted a strand of hair on her temples and smiled. "No one in this hotel, even the entire city, is innocent. Except for Irene Caswell."

Constantine thought, "It seems that you let Irene leave this place."

"Irene is a good person."

Naike smiled faintly and said, "When she was in London, she helped many war orphans. Good people will always have good rewards, so she should not die here."

"Then what about her husband?"

Constantine stared at Nexia, his tone a little agitated. "Since you already knew all of this, why didn't you appear earlier? If the people here are deeply sinful, then Irene's husband shouldn't be like this, right?"

"No, you are wrong."

Nexia shook her head slowly and said, "If it wasn't for me, Irene would have died at the hands of her husband, and that man, Wilbur Wattley, was the cause of all this.

"Wilbur?"

When Lod read this name, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had heard this name before.

"Father, go to the top floor."

Nexia pinched Lod's palm and said indifferently, "All the answers you want are on the top floor. The secret study room of Irene Caswell's husband, Wilbert."