Following the direction the demons pointed, Honoror focused his gaze on the other side of the River Styx. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At some point, a thick fog appeared on the originally wide river.

The fog did not rise from the surface of the river, but came slowly from afar, and in the thick fog, it seemed to carry something.

"It's a boat. ”

Ornoll saw it clearly.

In the midst of the mist, a small boat approached slowly.

The boat looked very shabby, its wooden hull was quite shabby, and a man was standing on the bow of the small wooden boat, with wood pulp in his hand, slowly rowing to the shore.

"Oh, sure enough, it's a river boat, a river boat is coming!"

The demons were all excited.

Honor's eyes narrowed, as if he had found some clues.

The black river Styx was indeed raging, but as the waves rose, he noticed something unusual.

Honor's eyes glowed with a strange light, and he looked into the river as if he had seen everything.

Inside the River Styx, there seems to be a looming behemoth, which is an incomparably huge body, hidden in the black black water, ready to move.

He couldn't see what that behemoth looked like, and the weak demons by the river probably didn't know that there was such a thing there.

But Honoror could see that the thing was dressed under the boat, and followed quietly, he didn't know what it was, but he knew that it was definitely not to be messed with.

"If it's one end, maybe it's okay to deal with. Honore touched his chin and muttered.

Therein lies the problem.

Honoror had discovered that there was definitely more than one monster in the River Styx.

It was the presence of those monsters that prevented other demons from crossing the river.

Originally, Honoror had also thought of forcibly crossing the river, but if he really wanted to do so, he was afraid that he would inevitably have to fight the big monster in the river head-on.

That's what Honoror doesn't want to see.

After all, he still doesn't know how powerful the demons on the other side of the river are, and retaining strength is also a very important part of the battle, if he tries his best to fight the things in the river to the death, and then let other powerful demons take advantage of the fisherman, then he won't be able to row.

But on the other hand, if the boatman on the river crossing is safe and sound, it seems that there must be something strange about that boat or that boatman.

"Alright, Hain, tell me how to get on that river crossing?"

Honore relented slightly.

"To cross the river, it takes only three hundred souls. ”

Before Hain could speak, the man on the river boat spoke.

The man's whole body was wrapped in a black robe, like a black flame, ethereal, without a trace.

But the man didn't know what method he used, and the voice sounded like it came out of Honor's head, and he heard it very clearly.

"Three hundred souls, what's that?"

Honore asked the two beside him.

Zero shook his head and only said, "Every boatman's request is different, and I haven't encountered his request yet." ”

"Three hundred souls, you want to kill three hundred demons here. ”

"Wow, so cruel. ”

Slightly taken aback, Honoror stuck out his tongue and prepared to roll up his sleeves to work.

But soon he stopped—for there were no three hundred demons here.

"I said, is it okay to go somewhere else to find the demon?"

Honoror asked Hain.

Hayne shook his head silently, it seemed that someone had raised this idea before.

"Uh, does this guy think he's a star?"

Honore couldn't help but complain, as if a star was holding a concert, he didn't sing until the number of audiences reached a certain level, and if the audience was not enough, he would never sing, probably this is what it meant.

"If you can't do it, then come to the ship. In that case, I will carry you to the other side of the river.

The boatman seemed to be very reasonable, not at all as arrogant as Ornoor imagined.

But when he looked around, he saw that the demons were all hesitant and did not know what to do.

Honoror looked at the boatman, and realized that the boatman seemed to have set up a lot of obstacles for everyone in front of him.

To put it simply, the boatman did not park the boat directly on the shore.

His boat was parked in the river not far from the bank.

Although it is only a dozen meters away, it is as far away as an abyss.

"Does it mean that the distance of the entire river has been shortened to more than ten meters?" Ornoor saw through the meaning of the guy.

But that's also where it's deadliest.

In front of Honor's eyes, a demon seemed to have finally made up his mind.

The demon took a deep breath and shouted and rose into the air, only to see the black body turn into a swift aurora, and in an instant it was about to rush to the river boat.

However, the demon's body had just flown above the surface of the river, and a huge attraction came from the river, and before he could understand what was happening, he sank into the river in an instant.

The river Styx seemed to have an invisible attraction, and the demon didn't even have time to struggle, and sank to the deepest place with a clatter.

"Oh? It's kind of funny. ”

Honoror also seems to be in trouble.

At this time, the boatman took out a candle from behind him.

He lit the candle, and the black flame began to shake on the candle.

Then the boatman set the candle in the bow of the boat, and said nothing, did nothing, but stood there quietly waiting for the candle to burn out.

"What is he doing here?"

Honoror asked Hain.

"That's the boatman's time. When the candle burned out, he was leaving. ”

"Wow, is it so punctual to get to and from work? ”

"A month later. ”

"A month later?!"

Honor's jaw dropped in fear.

He only had four months, and if he wasted a month like this, it would be better to kill him.

Onor fell silent.

He pondered, and finally sat down.

Zero conjured up a mat for Onor to put on the ground in case Honor's body was soiled.

While Honoror was thinking, there were also demons who began various attempts.

Attempts on the shore seem to be commonplace for demons, and there must have been many demons scratching their ears and cheeks in order to survive the River Styx.

However, others passed through the River Styx, some of them passed forever, and some people did not even want to believe in the power of the River Styx, and finally died in the waters.

"Plop!"

In a few moments, someone fell into the River Styx.

The man grabbed a bone bird and seemed to want to use the power of the bone bird to fly over, but unfortunately not only him, but even the bone bird also fell into it.

Others tried to use enchantments to build ground in the air that could be stepped on, but as soon as the power was piled up on the River Styx, it turned into ashes.

"Hmm......"

Honoror pondered, and then he slowly stood up.

He walked to the shore step by step, and when he saw that the candle was only halfway burning, he muttered, "How is this?"