Demon Resurrection: Sign in with the Zanpakutō at the beginning

Chapter 257

Just as Lynn was about to walk out of the wax museum.

In an inconspicuous corner, Lynn saw a small door open.

There was some faint light coming out of it.

Lynn guessed that the strange aura he felt might have something to do with the secret basement.

He watched left and right.

Once you're sure you're safe.

Slowly stepped into the secret room.

The stairway in the chamber descends in a spiral.

The walls and floors are rough.

It seemed out of place with the room outside.

on the walls.

Hung very old white candle lamps.

There were also some white spots dripping from the floor.

It looks like it's a dripping candle.

It probably didn't take long.

Lynn made it to the end of the stairs.

In front of it was a hidden door.

The lights in the room were dim.

It was silent.

Without much thought, Lynn stepped into the room.

Just walked in the door.

There was a very strong smell of wax oil coming from the door.

There are also various tools on the table.

It looks like a prop for making a walking wax figure.

But Lynn took a closer look.

Among those tools were vices, wrenches, soldering irons, hammers and other very rough props.

You won't use these to make wax figures normally.

Lynn slowly had some answers in her mind.

Go further inside.

Lynn, saw a very large spherical iron frame.

In the middle of the shelf is a humanoid wax figure.

Sprinklers are all around.

The nozzle is spraying the hot wax oil into the center.

The humanoid wax figure in the middle seems to be struggling.

Although his limbs are tied, he is still trying to escape.

Seeing this scene, Lynn also affirmed the answer in his heart.

That's when it happened.

A man suddenly appeared behind Lynn.

Holding a baseball bat in his hand.

Straight to the back of his head.

But who is Lynn?

How could it be so ordinary and simple to sneak attack.

It was as if he had known that someone was behind him.

It was even easy to predict where the baseball bat would fall.

It easily dodged in the opposite direction.

The man missed.

There are also doubts in my heart.

But without much thought, the second stick swept straight over.

Lynn sneered.

Squat gently.

Dodged the attack again.

The man was surprised again.

He was stunned for a moment.

Lynn flashed straight behind him.

"You bald head, don't talk about martial arts, why did you sneak attack me from behind?"

The voice came from behind him.

It scared him and he trembled.

I thought to myself.

"It can't be an evil spirit, is it? "

But this thought is also a moment.

All he had on mind now was to destroy him.

The secrets of the basement of the wax museum cannot be known to a second person.

The bald head made up his mind.

Rush to the door and lock it.

Then turn the lights on again.

I thought I wouldn't be able to run away this time.

However, I didn't expect to get into a big trouble.

The bald head is back again.

Seeing Lynn still standing calmly next to his masterpiece.

The bald head is also a little triumphant.

"See? This is the most realistic wax figure I've ever made. Countless people came to pay their respects, and everyone said that the wax statue looked like a real person. "

"There are a lot of people who want to know the real secrets of the wax museum from me. But all of them are here forever. "

At this time, the bald man's expression was smug.

Looking at the wax figure next to him, he even had a distorted expression on his face.

He laughed maniacally.

His bloodshot eyes stared straight at his work.

It was a half-done wax figure in a humanoid shape.

Sit on a stool and read the newspaper.

The bald head poked him in the face.

Because the temperature makes the wax figure melt slightly.

You can even see that the skin has a little bit of elasticity.

It's clear that it's a living human being.

"Look at such a realistic feel, dare to ask who in the world can compare with my craftsmanship?"

"They have eternal life because of me, because of me, the last moment of their lives, forever. "

The bald man yelled like crazy.

Immerse yourself in your own art.

One accidentally has more strength in his hand.

pulled off the outermost layer of the wax figure next to it.

And then it came to mind.

It was a whole piece of candle, with its face torn off.

The wound was dripping with blood.

You can still see the live flesh faintly.

The wax figure sitting there, unable to speak, unable to move.

But the pain of peeling and digging the flesh like this.

He could only shed tears in silence.

The corners of the mouth are still standard, 45-degree smile.

Despair in the eyes.

Get icebergs down one's back.

The bald head looked at his work with satisfaction.

Look back at Lynn again.

"I think you're trying to steal the secret recipe too, right? Don't worry, you'll be like them soon. Those who know the secrets of the wax museum will stay here forever. "

Lynn smiled.

It seems that he has not yet understood the gravity of the situation.

The door was just locked.

The bald man's last way to escape was also cut off by his own hands.

Lynn played with the vice she picked up in her hand.

He said softly.

"My goal was to kill only evil spirits and protect ordinary humans from their poisonous hands. "

"But what difference does your current behavior make to that of an evil spirit?"

The bald head laughed.

His face was full of arrogance and disdain.

"How can I compare to those evil spirits? I am the perfect creator who can leave the best moments of humanity forever in the world. "

"My behavior should be an angel, right?"

Immerse yourself.

I didn't feel any problems at all.

Lynn shook her head slightly.

The person in front of him is completely immersed in himself.

There is no recognition of the error of his actions.

This kind of person is really hundreds of times more terrifying than evil spirits.

"In that case, there is no need for me to show mercy. "

"Hopefully, when you get there, those people will praise you, congratulate you, and make your life in hell less lonely and boring. "

At this time, the bald head could no longer listen to anything.

The corners of his mouth grinned at the base of his ears from a non-human angle.

The redness of the eyes is also more noticeable.

The whole person went crazy to another level.

"Come on, be my next more perfect work, I'm going to take you to international competitions, you will definitely be the most perfect one. "

As he spoke, the baseball bat in his hand was raised above his head.

Quickly ran towards Lynn.

In the face of such madness.

Lynn didn't want to let him go so easily.

Just beat him to death.

It's a little cheaper for him.

"Kaleidoscope Pupil Technique, Magic Flail Resistance Technique. "

As soon as the words fell, a magic circle conjured up in one of Lynn's eyes.

The moment the bald head and Lynn looked at each other.

Mental compulsion is controlled.

He felt like the world was spinning in an instant, and his limbs didn't listen to him.

My head was groggy and I fainted.