Real...Casanova Hotel?
Lord's eyelids twitched, some speculation came to mind, and he quickly walked to the front of the stone wall.
As he expected, the mural on the front of the stone wall was actually 'Dante's Inferno', and compared to the mural placed on the ground, the content and details in this painting were obviously much larger. A lot.
Most of the content and details mentioned here are reflected in the expressions of the suffering souls in the murals.
The tortured souls who fell into hell are constantly struggling, stretching out their skinny and slender arms, clinging to the rock wall full of sharp thorns, stepping on the corpses, bones and heads of other souls, and using all means to reach the top of the upside-down tower-shaped building. Climb up, but there are three ferocious beasts stationed at the top, greedily devouring every soul that wants to escape.
Throughout the entire mural, on the spiraling tower, the punishment becomes more terrifying as you go down.
When those suffering souls reach the last level, they can no longer even tell whether they are humans or ghosts. The expressions on their faces are either ferocious and twisted, or screaming in fear, or suffering in silence, or wailing madly, all of which are extremely vivid. , one can almost feel the overwhelming resentment and resentment just by looking at it, as if they were actually there.
Even if Lord is looking directly at this mural for a long time, he can feel his soul trembling slightly.
"This... is the real picture of Dante's Inferno!"
Lord's eyelashes trembled and he slowly looked away.
On the far right side of the mural, there is an inscription written in Latin, and the number of words is not small.
Latin is a language often used in occultism. It originated from the Catholic Council of ancient Rome. In view of its mysterious and orthodox characteristics, it is learned by many people who study magic. It is often used to record or perform some ancient magic.
"Constantine, come here quickly and see what these words are about." Lord waved the coward who was afraid of death to come over. After all, the only person here who can read Latin is Constantine.
"Is there any mistake? I am a magician, and you use me as a translator?" Constantine said angrily.
"It's fine if I don't use it as a translator, no problem."
Lord made a gesture of invitation and said: "Distinguished Master Magician, will you go to the front next?"
Constantine was speechless and choked so much that he could only walk over obediently. However, due to the shadow of the mural above, he felt a little afraid and asked: "Wait a minute, I'm just going to look at the mural directly, should I?" Nothing will happen, right?"
"No, as long as you don't look at the mural next to it." Lord pointed to the area with text and said.
Constantine was still a little worried. He covered one eye with his hand and tilted his body to face the mural, for fear of seeing the content next to it.
"Let me see what is written..." Constantine came forward and frowned slightly: "This is not Latin, but a text that looks very Latin. It should be Roman A script used by Catholics to record confidential events in the early empire.”
"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me whether you can translate or not." Lord interrupted him directly.
"Of course. Do you think I have lived all these years in vain?" Constantine glanced at him and said proudly: "You are lucky. Except for those few cardinals and popes, maybe those who know this kind of writing now I’m the only one left.”
Although Constantine was deceived and deceived, there is only one thing that cannot be denied, and that is his extremely high magical attainments!
If he were not limited by his own inner demons and self-restraint, this man would be only a step behind the Supreme Mage next door. Just the dark magic and evil advent rituals he knows and is proficient in are far better than the incompetent Casillas. .
Constantine read it carefully and then read it out slowly.
"Through me, enter the city of endless pain."
"Through me, enter the pit of eternal misery."
"Through me, enter the eternally damned."
"Justice moves me, O exalted Creator."
“I am the work of divine power, divine providence, and divine love.”
"Before me, there was no eternal creation."
"After me there is no more divine creature."
"I will be with heaven and earth forever."
"I will live and die together with all things."
"Those who enter this place must give up all hope!"
"Hiss—let's go!"
Constantine's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately took a few steps back in fear, and fell to the ground. Then a look of horror appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly: "We have been fooled, here... ....This is Limbo!!!"
"too late......"
Naxia came over at some point and stood beside Lord. She shook her head and sighed softly: "From the moment we stepped here, we have been unable to get out. Even the Weeping Angels are trapped. here."
"You...you already knew this was Limbo, right?" Constantine suddenly raised his head and stared at Nexia with extremely angry eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
"Yes... but this is the only [correct] result." Nexia's face was calm, as if she was not affected at all, facing Constantine's angry eyes, she said quietly: "We have to come here , only in this way can you get the 'key'."
"Fuck the key!" Constantine pointed at the mural, his voice trembling with anger: "You know that Limbo is a dead end and you still want to lead us here. What are you going to do?!"
"Calm down~"
Lord raised his hand to interrupt and asked: "Which one of you can explain to me what exactly Limbo is?"
Constantine glanced at Nexia and found that the latter had no intention of explaining. He could only suppress the fear rising in his heart and said: "Limbo, which translates as Limbo, is the middle finger leading to Hell in early Roman Catholicism. The first gate of hell.”
"Gate to Hell?" Lord raised his eyebrows, feeling that it wasn't that serious.
The door to hell sounds scary, but who among you has not been to hell a few times, and Constantine is a frequent visitor to hell, so he won't be scared like that, right?
"I haven't finished speaking yet. This is just what the Catholic Church considers Limbo." Constantine clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "The real Limbo is the area between heaven and hell. It does not belong to the Three Realms. Any one realm is closely connected with the three realms.”
"If you sin deeply during your lifetime, you will fall into hell after death; if you exalt your love for God during your lifetime, you will ascend to heaven after death."
"Then take a guess, what kind of soul would fall into Limbo after death?"
Lord frowned and said coldly: "Just tell me, I have no intention of playing guessing games with you."
Constantine paused for a moment, his pupils trembling slightly, and said: "Limbo Hell, which is between the three realms, will automatically attract those extremely evil souls, terrifying monsters, magical creatures from unknown dimensions, etc. It can be said that It is an extremely chaotic and terrifying place, even the demon kings of hell are not willing to come here!"
"the most important is......"
"Limbo...has no exit!"
"The only way out of here is to go through the nine hells and then go straight to the center of the earth!"
"Actually, it's not that exaggerated."
Nexia folded her hands in front of her and said calmly: "This is not the real Limbo, it is just a scene simulated by one of the fragments. There is only one level at most, so it is not that difficult."
"Fragments of Limbo..."
Lord frowned and thought for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Did you just say that we were looking for a key?"
"Yes, Father."
Nexia nodded obediently and said: "Wilbur Whateley has hidden a key here. We must find it to open the factory outside."
Lord's eyes narrowed and he asked: "That factory, what's in it?"
"The source of evil in this city..."
Nexia's face turned a little gloomy, and she said in a low voice: "Father, we don't have much time, we must step up our pace."
