Chapter 438 Dante's Divine Comedy Hell Map!

The latest website: There is a huge stone wall in the direction of the hotel lobby leading to the stairs.

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

Standing in the hall, the first thing people see is the stone wall, and then they can only see the stairs and elevators on the left.

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

However, after the three people circled around this stone wall, they found that there was indeed an elevator here!

"Damn it..."

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

"It's not your problem."

Lord sneered, stretched out his hand and wiped it on the stone wall, and the dried paint on the surface actually fell off, revealing a part of the blood-red color inside, pondering: "There is a problem with this stone wall, if it wasn't for Nexia's reminder , even I was almost deceived by it."

While speaking, Lord pressed his palm.

hum...

The spiritual pressure burst out in an instant, and with a very ingenious control, it shattered the surface paint on the stone wall, but it would not hurt the inner layer.

As the paint on the surface peeled off a little bit, it showed the real scene of the stone wall, a picture of hell drawn with a lot of red paint!

The hell scene depicted on the stone wall is an hourglass-like hanging upside down and extending downward. It is divided into thirteen floors from top to bottom, and it looks like a tower-shaped building built upside down.

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

The technique of the murals is quite excellent. The pupils of these evil ghosts are gray and white, their mouths are dilated to the limit, and only a piece of skin is left to hold the bones, as if they have experienced unimaginable torture, as terrifying as the walking dead!

Each floor of the inverted tower-shaped building uses special painting techniques.

Different differences are shown, such as burning flames, sharp spikes, black winds that scrape bones, black rivers that corrode the human body, etc., such as the punishment for punishing evil spirits!

After just watching it for a few seconds, Constantine felt dizzy, even nauseated, as if there was an invisible force affecting his soul, and he looked away from above, which made him feel a little better.

Obviously, this painting is the culprit!

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

"I... recognize this painting!"

Constantine turned his head away, daring not to look at the frescoes again, and said, enduring the discomfort, "This is... the hell map of Dante's Divine Comedy."

"How is it?"

Lorde frowned slightly.

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

It depicts a dream of a man named Dante in the middle of his life, in which he condemned the rule of the church at that time through dialogues about purgatory, heaven, hell 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 Divine Comedy Hell Map!

"It's black magic..."

Constantine's nose twitched, then he tutted lightly, and said in disgust, "I can even smell a disgusting smell, which is very similar to the feeling of hell, but a little different."

It was a kind of hell-like aura. It was very similar, but not the same. Compared with the hell they were familiar with, the feeling in this mural was obviously more terrifying and weird!

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

Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

The key question at the moment is, what secret is Wilbur Whatley trying to hide by taking advantage of the special ability of this mural?

"No matter what it is, if you look at it in the past, you'll know?" Lorde said calmly, pursing his lips, "I'm getting more and more curious now, what secrets are hidden in this hotel."

"Okay~ you're right."

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

"It doesn't matter."

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

"Uh... You're destroying cultural relics, right?" Constantine looked at the gravel all over the floor and felt a little distressed that a genuine handed down product was ruthlessly destroyed like this.

"Then you will sue me?"

Lord glanced at him, then took Nexia over the rubble of the painted wall and walked towards the hidden elevator.

The corners of Constantine's mouth twitched, and he muttered silently in his heart: I would dare to sue you, but who dares to take care of the problem?

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

Although the painting wall was smashed, these remaining mural stones still have the function of psychic, and it is suitable to be used as the cornerstone of magic.

Picking up a few fragments of murals, Constantine saw that the elevator door was already open, and he didn't care to pick up the rest.

"Hey, wait for me, slow down!"

This is an old-fashioned gate elevator. The interior is relatively spacious and can accommodate about six or seven people. At the top is a dim yellow oil lamp. The light hits the faces of the three people, casting a part of the shadow, which is inexplicable. a feeling of.

After Constantine came in, the gate of the elevator slowly closed, but it was strange that they saw no button to select the floor in this elevator.

buzzing...

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

"It's actually down?!"

Constantine's heart trembled slightly, and then he looked at Nexia in confusion and asked, "Didn't you say that our goal is the top floor of this hotel? But this elevator is going down."

Nexia was in a trance and didn't hear Constantine's voice. She didn't react until Lord asked again, and looked at the elevator gate with a complex look in her eyes: "We didn't go wrong, I mean The top floor of the hotel is to go down."

"under?"

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

They have reached their destination!

creak-

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

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

"hiss--"

Constantine took a deep breath, looked at the familiar environment outside the elevator, and said horribly, "We TMD are damned, why is this place... exactly the same as above?!"

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

"here......"

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