The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Continue along the drainage system.

Although the light here is still very dim, you can generally see clearly the surrounding environment and the situation ahead.

"These incantations carved on the walls..."

Constantine followed Nexia, and the deeper he went, the more shocked he was when he saw the things on the surrounding walls.

The entire underground drainage system is extremely complex, with winding roads leading in all directions, like an intricate maze, and there are some dazzling bright red incantations carved on the surrounding walls and ceilings.

The complexity of these incantations is caused by the nesting of many incantations. Each incantation is interconnected. Its internal logic is rigorous and the spell system is complex. Even Constantine's immersion method has dozens of methods.

Years ago, it was difficult to completely identify the old cunning guy who claimed to know countless forbidden knowledge.

He could barely identify two spells, one for disrupting spatial perception, and the other for imprisoning and restraining.

Constantine was not surprised by the spell that disrupted space perception. It was obviously a secret that Wilbur wanted to keep to prevent outsiders from breaking in through the drainage pipes and discovering the secrets hidden here.

However, the style and structure of this incantation and restraint come from Catholicism, and it is also the most authentic Crown of Thorns incantation. It has only been used twice in history, and both times were jointly led by the Pope and twelve cardinals.

This left him a little confused as a monk. Why would a person who massacred an entire city and committed such a heinous crime use the most sacred incantation in the Holy See in such a sinful place?

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"Even the Crown of Thorns appeared..."

Constantine frowned deeply, with a confused look on his face. He felt a little bad in his heart and murmured: "What on earth has that guy imprisoned?"

"Soon, you will know."

Nexia did not stop, but even accelerated her pace. Navigating this intricate underground maze, she felt as familiar as returning to her own home.

"Hey, hey, slow down!" Seeing this, Constantine also quickened his pace, fearing that he would fall behind and be left here.

As you go deeper, the smell of blood in the air becomes thicker, and the roar of machinery becomes louder and louder. But if you listen carefully, you can hear a faint, blood-curdling scream mixed with it.

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Beads of cold sweat oozed from Constantine's forehead, gathered along the edge of his cheeks and on his chin, and then slowly dripped onto the smooth ground. His face was as white as a layer of wall paint.

He could swear on his own credibility that even when he went to the deep hell, he had never heard such a piercing scream. He could not imagine what kind of torture a human being had to go through to make such a desperate and vicious sound.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Nexia in front suddenly stopped.

"arrive!"

Naxia raised her slender gooseneck and looked at a hanging ladder hanging on the wall. There was a hint of solemnity in her cold eyes: "The truth you want to know...is up there."

Constantine hesitated for a moment, looked at the hanging ladder leading to the upper floor, and asked: "If we go up from here, we won't run into that guy directly, right?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen for a while."

Nexia shook her head and reassured the suspicious Constantine, saying: "At least Wilbur will not be able to discover us before destroying the plan to ascend to the gods."

"Well, I hope you're right."

Constantine took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, stepped forward, grabbed the hanging ladder, stepped on it with both feet and started climbing.

The length of the hanging ladder was not high, so Constantine quickly reached the top, stretched out his hands and pushed open the upper cover, kicked with both hands and legs, and finally climbed out.

Nexia tapped her toes, and her figure was as elegant as a fairy. She jumped out from below and slowly landed next to Constantine.

After standing up, Constantine looked around and looked at the internal structure of the factory.

The space inside the factory is very large, with countless thick transparent tubes scattered all over like spider's nests. Broken body parts are transported inside, which are obviously waste to be discharged.

The roar of the machinery became louder, and at the same time the surrounding temperature became sultry. The smell of blood and putrefaction in the air was almost dozens of times that of the sewer, and Constantine almost fainted.

Constantine glanced at Nexia: "What should we do next?"

"Go straight."

Nexia pointed forward, where all the transparent pipes extended out, and said: "The source of everything is right there."

"good!"

Constantine surprisingly didn't ask any more questions. He frowned and looked at the end of the road, feeling an indescribable feeling of familiarity in his heart.

and......

There seemed to be a voice lingering in his ears vaguely.

"Mad... I'm all hearing hallucinations!"

Constantine shook his head, thinking that maybe he was too nervous, so he didn't take it to heart and walked inside.

The journey went surprisingly smoothly.

As expected, Wilbur Whateley did not appear, and there was no living person in the entire factory. In addition to the roar of machinery getting louder, the blood-curdling screams became increasingly clear.

When he came to the source of the excretion pipe, Constantine finally saw the source of those blood-curdling screams. He was immediately deeply shocked by the scene that appeared in front of him!

Countless human beings are piled together, like pigs and sheep in a vegetable market. Their shoulder blades are pierced by iron rings and hung in the air. They are sent to the final slaughtering point one by one along a transportation device!

Wilbur Whateley didn't know what kind of magic he used to allow these human beings who had been disemboweled, pierced to the heart and lungs to still retain their clear consciousness and self, and then go on to their final death.

These people who were hung were completely hopeless and could only scream unconsciously. Constantine couldn't bear to close his eyes. Even hell had never seen such a horrific scene.

After calming down a little, Constantine walked to the meat grinder and looked down. His scalp suddenly became numb and goosebumps appeared all over his body. A shuddering feeling instantly rushed from the soles of his feet into his forehead.

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There is a slaughtering point here and there, this is obviously a meat grinder!

The blade of this meat grinder is very small. It is composed of countless small blades, densely arranged on the bottom layer, and rotates very fast.

Everyone who is thrown into the meat grinder will not die directly after falling into the meat grinder, because those blades are too small and cannot crush people instantly, so they can only 'grind' them little by little.

Start with both legs and slowly work your way up.

After people experience extreme pain and torture, they are eventually turned into a pile of minced meat, and then flowed along the excretion pipe to the water channel outside.

Directly above the meat grinder, there is a huge pipe device.

The souls of those who had been tortured and tortured could not rest in peace even after death. Instead, they were sucked into the pipe and sent deeper into the factory, without knowing what they would be used for.

"brute!!!"

Constantine's eyes were blood red, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails dug into his skin, and he growled: "How can there be such a terrible beast in the world? This bastard is even more cruel than the devil in hell."

Times!"

"This is the sin of pursuing eternal life."

Nexia looked calm and said calmly: "When human desires expand endlessly, it will cause such a disaster. I have seen such desperate scenes countless times."