A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

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No one can understand the strange scene in front of them.

In the busiest part of New York City, right under the landmark building, there is actually such an ancient, theater-like weird building hidden.

This huge underground space... is full of evil.

The three Black Widows stood above the theater, on a cliff-like place, overlooking the entire ancient building, filled with unknown fear deep in their hearts.

The seemingly non-existent singing sound seemed to be calling for someone.

It is an extremely ancient language, and it is fundamentally different from the language structure existing in human society.With the physiological structure of human beings, it is impossible to read this language at all.

However, the strange thing is that they can understand this language.

"The song of the Hyades no one hears

The king's rags blow in the wind

The singing voice faded away silently

Dim Carcosa..."

The bleak singing voice became more and more resentful, revealing a trace of hatred, as if it was telling a scene of tragedy.

Faced with such a strange scene, even the most courageous Black Panther was a little uncertain at the moment, and looked at the two companions hesitantly, trying to ask for their opinions.

"How to do?"

Black Panther swallowed, and said, "My intuition tells me that something is wrong here."

"Nonsense, does this still use intuition?"

Rhodes rolled his eyes angrily, and choked him back: "How could there be a theater under the Stark Tower? There is definitely something wrong here. I think we have to leave immediately, and it won't be good if we stay any longer!"

Hearing this, Hei Panther looked at the theater again, and couldn't help being moved: "What do you think? Natasha."

"Can't go."

Natasha stared straight at the building, as if possessed by a demon, and a faint frenzy flashed in her eyes: "Potts is probably in there. If we leave now, we will never have another chance!"

"How do you know that Potts is inside?" Rhode raised his eyebrows, and shouted in a somewhat aggressive tone: "Now everyone can see that there is definitely something wrong with this theater, we can't go in!"

Black Panther also nodded in agreement: "I agree with Rhodes' opinion. There is a problem with this theater. We can't go in. It's impossible for Potts to be here. Let's go out and talk about it."

"Go out? Hehehehe..."

The black widow gave a deep sneer, then turned around, and said with a strange expression: "Why don't you take a look, where is the way back?"

Seeing the weird black widow, Panther and Rhodes were startled, and hurriedly looked up.

However, the hole in the top of the head when it fell has long since disappeared, replaced by a scene of deep darkness like the universe, with a pale yellow star hanging above it.

Almost instantly, the two tensed their muscles, pulled back a large distance, and put on a fighting stance.

"who are you?!"

The black panther lowered its body, with its hands in the shape of tiger claws, staring at the black widow sharply.

Rhodes on the side is even more exaggerated. War Machine is worthy of its code name. The shoulder cannon, laser cannon, Vulcan cannon and other weapons are stretched out like spiders with teeth and claws.

"I... who else could it be?"

The black widow tilted her head, expressionless, like a stiff puppet, with dull eyes, and said, "I am Natasha Romanov."

"Stop talking nonsense, she must be from the Skrulls and lured us here on purpose!" Rhode growled.

"No, wait... something is wrong with her!"

Black Panther stopped Rhodes, frowned and looked at Black Widow: "She... seems to be controlled."

"controlled?"

Rhodes took a closer look and found that, as Black Panther said, Black Widow's behavior was normal, as if she had been injected with Veritaserum, her eyes were dull and her expression was stiff.

The panther put away his posture and walked over slowly.

"Dangerous, don't go!" Rhode hurriedly shouted to remind.

"It's okay, I want to check her body."

The panther shook his head, indicating that there was no problem. After walking to the black widow, he tentatively stretched out his hand.

The latter did not respond at all, just like a puppet, allowing the black panther to pinch or slap it tentatively.

A moment later, the black panther pierced the black widow's eyebrow with a sharp fingertip, leaving a drop of blood behind, but the latter still didn't respond.

"Her brain is in a coma."

Black Panther frowned and said, "But the strange thing is, her brain is obviously in a deep sleep, why is she still talking? There is something here that controls her thinking!"

Suddenly, Rhodes thought of a possibility: "Do you still remember? She said just now that someone was singing? She heard it first!"

"It's very likely."

Black Panther withdrew his finger and said seriously: "It's obvious now that the other party wants us in, what do you think?"

Glancing at the theater, Rhodes sighed bitterly: "Do we still have a choice? Anyway, we can't get out, Natasha is still under control, we can only go in and have a look."

"In that case, let's go."

Black Panther let out a heavy breath, looked at the sluggish Black Widow, and said, "Take us to the theater."

As if activated, Black Widow's sluggish eyes regained their expression, with a trace of fanaticism remaining: "It's about to start, we have to hurry up, or we won't be able to catch up."

With that said, she walked towards the high platform.

"Can't catch up with what?" Rhodes asked.

The black widow stopped and said without looking back, "I can't make it to... the second act."

After saying that, she jumped off the high platform.

The two of them stared wide-eyed, they didn't even have time to stop her, they could only watch her jump, and then heard a loud thud.

Although the difference in height is not very large, it is still about ten meters away. Humans will definitely die if they jump down.

Rhodes and the panther ran over, and when they came to the high platform, they looked down, only to see the black widow in a lake of flesh and blood, recovering at an astonishing speed, and limping towards the theater.

"hiss……"

Rhodes took a breath: "This is not dead? Are you sure she is really human?"

"No... I guess it might have something to do with that." Black Panther explained: "Natasha got something before, which is said to grant undead power."

Rhodes stared: "Why don't I know?"

The panther glanced at him: "Maybe because you are from the military, Fury doesn't want you to know."

"Stop dawdling, she's already gone!" Hei Bao patted him on the shoulder, and then jumped down from the high platform.

Rhodes followed angrily.

The black widow had gone far away, only the bloodstains left on the ground along the way, and the two followed the bloodstains deeper.

The theater is getting bigger and bigger in their eyes.

At the same time, that weird feeling gradually accumulated in my heart, slowly evolving into a kind of... inexplicable unknown fear.

The yellow mottled wall is some kind of geologically deposited rock, which has been artificially trimmed into bricks. It has gone through a long period of time, and now it has become vicissitudes and dilapidated.

Walking through the promenade of the theater, the two followed the traces of the black widow along the blood on the ground, all the way to the inside of the theater.

Numerous chairs are arranged in a ring, surrounding the huge stage in the center, with closed red curtains on both sides.

"my Lord……"

Rhode Tongkong shrank suddenly and screamed in horror.

The reason why he was terrified was because on top of those seats sat corpses that had long since dried up.

Those mummies were all facing the stage, their withered and purple muscular faces were tense, and their childish holes were stretched to the limit, as if they had experienced some great fear.

"Where's Natasha?"

The panther was not frightened, he had been looking for the black widow.

At this moment, there was a sound of mechanical wheel shaft turning in the theater, which was extremely harsh in the empty environment.

The two quickly turned their gazes to the source of the voice.

I saw that the red curtain covering the stage slowly opened to both sides under their horrifying gaze, revealing a scene of stage props that had been decorated long ago but decayed by time.

Palaces, princesses, idols...

On the huge stage, they saw the Black Widow.

It's just that the latter is wearing a yellow robe, wearing a crown and kneeling on the ground, making a gesture of prayer, and speaking a language that does not belong to humans.

At the same time, the mummies in the entire theater opened their lips one after another, and began to sing along with the black widow.

"Along the shore, cut through the clouds

The twin suns sink into the lake

long shadows fall

right there in Carcosa

The Wonderful Night of Black Star Rises

The Wonderful Moon that Runs in the Night

But even more amazing is that

Lost Carcosa

Hyades' song no one knows

The king's rags blow in the wind

The singing voice faded away silently

dim carcosa

my soul can't sing

My song is like tears no longer flow

only dryness and silence there

Lost Carcosa"

The black widow is dancing, mad and mechanical.

She is like a puppet manipulated by a string, twisting her body tirelessly and dancing on the stage.

That pale yellow star became brighter and more dazzling!

A frightening yellow color seemed to be gradually approaching, as if a terrifying existence was coming.