The real... Casanova Hotel?
Lod's eyelids jumped, and a guess appeared in his heart. He quickly walked to the front of the stone wall.
The truth was as he had expected. The mural in front of the stone wall was the 'Divine Comedy'. Compared to the mural placed on the ground, the content and details of the painting had clearly increased.
The content and details here were mostly the expressions of suffering souls in the murals.
The suffering souls who had fallen into hell did not struggle. They stretched out their skinny arms and grabbed the stone wall full of sharp thorns. They stepped on the bones and heads of other souls and climbed toward the top of the inverted tower. However, there were three fierce beasts guarding the top, greedily devouring every soul that wanted to escape.
Looking at the entire mural, the spiraling down tower, the lower the punishment was, the more terrible it was.
The suffering souls had reached the last layer, and it was impossible to see if they were human or ghost. The expressions on their faces were twisted, or they screamed in fear, or they silently endured, or they howled in madness. They were extremely vivid and vivid. It was as if one could feel their presence with just a glance, and feel the monstrous resentment and resentment.
Even the current Lod could feel his soul trembling slightly when he looked at the mural for a long time.
"This is the real Dante's Divine Comedy!"
Lod's eyelashes trembled as he slowly looked away.
On the far right side of the mural, there were inscriptions written in Latin, and the number of words was not small.
Latin was a language that was often used in mysticism. The earliest was the Heavenly Cardinal Council of ancient Rome. Due to its mysterious and orthodox characteristics, many people who studied magic learned it and used it to record or cast some ancient magic.
"Constantine, quickly come over and see what these words are talking about." Lod waved his hand to let the coward who was afraid of death come over. After all, the only one who could read Latin was Constantine.
"Is there a mistake? I am a magician. Do you take me as a translator?" Constantine said indignantly.
"It's fine if you don't want to be a translator."
Lod made a gesture of invitation and said, "Honorable magician,"
You will walk ahead next?
Constantine was speechless and choked. He could only walk over obediently. However, due to the shadow of the mural on the painting, he was a little afraid and asked, "Wait, if I just look at the mural directly, nothing will happen, right?"
"No, as long as you don't look at the mural next to you." Lod pointed to the area of the text.
Constantine was still a little worried. He covered one eye with his hand and leaned sideways to face the mural, afraid to see the content next to him.
"Let me see what is written." Constantine moved forward and frowned slightly. "This is not Latin, but a very similar language. It should be the words used in the early days of the Roman Empire, the Heavenly Bishop to record confidential events."
"Don't talk so much nonsense. Just say that you can translate it." Lod interrupted him directly.
"Of course. Do you think I have lived for nothing for so many years?" Constantine glanced at him and said proudly, "You are lucky. Now, besides the few cardinals and the Pope, I may be the only one who knows this language."
Although Constantine was a swindler, there was only one thing that could not be denied, that was that his attainments in magic were extremely high!
If not for limited by his own heart demons and self-restraint, this man was only a step away from Sorcerer Supreme next door. Just the dark magic and evil descent ritual that he was proficient in was much stronger than that good-for-nothing Kaecilius.
Constantine read it carefully and then slowly read it out.
"Through me, enter the City of Endless Pain."
"Through me, enter the deep pit of eternal misery."
"Through me, enter the people who are doomed."
"Justice pushes me, the noble Creator."
"I am the work of Divine Authority, Divine Will, and Divine Love."
"Before me, there was no Eternal Creation."
"After me, there was no divine creation."
"I will be with the world for a long time."
"I will live and die with all things."
"Those who enter this place must give up all hope!"
"Now... Come!"
Constantine's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he took a few steps back in fear, fell to the ground, and then a horrified expression appeared on his face, and he shouted in a voiceless voice: "We've been fooled, here....this is Limbo!!!"
"It's too late."
At some point in time, Nexia walked over and stood beside Lod. She shook her head and sighed, "From the moment we stepped into this place, we could no longer walk out. Even those crying angels were trapped here."
"You... you already knew that this is Limbo, right?" Constantine suddenly raised his head and stared at Nexia with an extremely angry gaze, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
"Yes... but this is the only [correct] result." Nexia's expression was calm, as if not affected at all, facing Constantine's angry eyes, he said faintly: "We must come here, it's the only way to get the 'key'."
"F*ck the key!" Constantine pointed at the mural, so angry that his voice was trembling. "You clearly know that Limbo is a dead end, but you still want to lead us here. What are you planning to do?!
"Calm down ---"
Lod raised his hand and interrupted him. He asked, "Can the two of you explain to me what exactly is Limbo?"
Constantine looked at Nexia and found that the latter had no intention of explaining. He could only suppress the surging fear in his heart and said, "Limbo, translated to Spirit Prison. In the early Roman Catholicism refers to the leading The gate of the first floor of hell. Nexia's face was calm, as if not affected at all, facing Constantine's angry eyes, she said faintly: "We must come here, only in this way can we get the 'key'. "
"Gates of Hell?" Lod raised his eyebrows and felt that it was not that serious.
The gate to hell sounded very scary, but everyone present had gone to hell a few times, and Constantine was a frequent visitor to hell. He should not be so scared, right?
"I haven't finished yet. This is just the Limbo that the Bishop of Heaven thinks." Constantine clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "The real Limbo is an area between heaven and hell. It does not belong to any world of the three realms, but it is closely connected to the three realms."
"If you have committed grave sins before you died, you will fall into hell after you die. If you loved God before you died, you will rise to heaven after you die."
"Then guess what kind of soul would fall into the Limbo after death?"
Lod frowned and said coldly, "Just tell me directly. I don't have the mood to play riddles with you."
Constantine paused for a moment. His pupils trembled slightly as he said, "The Limbo that lies between the cracks of the three realms will automatically attract those extremely evil souls, terrifying monsters, magic and strange things of the unknown dimensions. It can be said to be an extremely chaotic and terrifying place. Even the Demon Kings of hell are unwilling to come here!"
"The most important thing is..."
"There is no exit!"
"The only way to get out of here is to pass through the nine layers of hell and reach the earth's core!"
"Actually, it's not that exaggerated."
Nexia crossed her hands in front of her and said indifferently, "This is not the real Limbo. It is just a scene simulated by one of the fragments. At most, there is only one layer, so the difficulty is not so high."
"The fragment of Limbo."
Lod frowned and thought for a moment. He turned and asked, "You just said that we want to find a key?"
"Yes, father."
Nexia obediently nodded and said, "Wilbur hid the key here. We have to find it before we can open the factory outside."
Lod narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's in that factory?"
"The source of all evil in this city."
Nexia looked a little sad and said in a low voice, "Father, we don't have much time. We have to hurry up."