In the West, on the shores of the Mediterranean, there is a country.

There is a volcanic lake in the kingdom called Aphonas.

Around Avernath is a huge volcanic basin, with cracked surfaces and red magma covered with red veins, which is terrifying to look at.

The volcanic magma emits an overwhelming gray-black poisonous fog all day long, and it is a forbidden area for life, and birds and beasts dare not approach.

Avonas was originally an extinct volcanic lake, with its blue waters revealing the depths of the forest. Two years ago, the extinct volcanic lake erupted, and red magma gushed out to form a huge volcanic magma lake.

From ancient legends, this was the entrance to hell!

Legend has it that God sent angels to suppress the gates of hell in this kingdom and to deter the demons within, and then the divine envoys preached in this place, which slowly developed into the current Holy See.

At noon on this day, the sun was in the sky, but the sky above the volcanic basin was filled with volcanic ash and gloomy.

On the edge of the volcanic lake of Avernas, between the gray sky and the earth, a black shadow stood alone, standing at the mouth of the bare volcanic lake.

The figure was dressed in a wide black robe, and its entire body was not visible, like a phantom in the night.

In the huge volcanic lake, the red magma is boiling hot, and bubbles are bubbling one after another.

"Poof" "Poof"

The magma bubble burst, and wisps of black sulfur smoke drifted out, staining the sky.

The black phantom slowly approached the hot lava lake, and the blazing heat showed no sign of igniting the black robe.

The black robe squatted down, and from the wide black robe stretched out a pair of hands as white as jade, which were even fairer than women, without a trace of blood.

But I saw that the hands ignored the terrifying magma and stretched out directly into the magma lake.

And the hands didn't do anything.

An even more bizarre scene appeared, it took the red magma in its palm from the magma lake, and then lowered its head.

Eat it straight in.

I can't see what I can eat, but the magma in my palm is gone.

"Whew. ”

A slight exhalation sounded that it wasn't a ghost, it was a living thing.

It got up, lifted its feet again, and stepped straight into the billowing lava.

It's like just stepping into a red lake, strange and gorgeous.

The dark shadow soaked in the terrifying lava lake and did not sink.

It looks like it's enjoying it with open arms.

"Morbius, you still can't get into the habit of eating lava. ”

At this moment, the gray sky where volcanic ash was flying, and a laugh came from outside the sky.

Not long after, on the edge of the circular crater lake, a figure who was also wearing a black robe, but showed his figure, suddenly walked out of the air.

The person who came was tall, with a pair of breathtaking brown eyes, dazzling silver hair like snow falling down, and his facial features were as finely carved as the hand of God, like a figure walking out of a painting.

Beautiful as a woman, but a man.

The silver-haired man smiled and stood out against the terrifying view of the volcano.

"The gloomy hell of death is cold all day long, and I like to eat lava to warm my body, so I'm used to it. Legend has it that your great deity of the underworld also likes to soak his feet by the River Styx. ”

The black robe bathed in magma spoke, a voice full of magnetism, with a cold, numb timbre.

"Morbius, you ugly skeleton, don't compare you to our great master. ”

The silver-haired man scolded the dark shadow, and then a wise smile appeared on the delicate woman's face.

"When the great Lord soaks her feet by the River Styx, she is like a child, she is the most beautiful and kindest deity in the abyss world, and the arrogant and arrogant gods of the Divine Land and Buddha Kingdom cannot be compared. ”

At this time, the silver-haired man had a look of reverence and infatuation, and he lived out the role of a "little fan brother".

"Zal, poor boatman, is a nymphomaniac again. ”

The black-robed numb and cold voice interrupted the silver-haired man.

When the silver-haired man heard the word "boatman", the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the exquisite man's face became miserable.

", this god has ruled over the River Styx for thousands of years, and is known as the god of extradition in the heavenly world. ”

In the underworld, he is the twenty-first generation extradition envoy of the River Styx, and is in charge of tens of thousands of ferrymen of the undead in the River Styx.

And the ferryman of the undead is in the river Styx, which leads to the heavenly world, ferrying the undead to the underworld.

Thousands of years ago, he was a lowest-level ferryman, simply put, a "boatman", so he hated being called a boatman.

"You are called the ferryman of the dead by humans, which means boatman. ”

The black robe's voice was unhurried.

"Fuck, you ugly skeleton, you'll die if you don't speak. ”

The silver-haired man seemed to have been touched by the scales, and his handsome face was so angry that he burst into foul language.

This is what he learned from the human population during his travels to this forgotten land.

A silver hair flew up, and a powerful aura exploded from his body.

The sky was full of wind and clouds, and the dark sky was rolling up volcanic ash clouds.

At the same time, the black robe in the magma exploded from it and rose straight into the sky.

Then the huge volcanic lake was swept by a powerful air current, the magma erupted, and the sky was covered with dark thunderclouds.

Not long after, the sound of a rumbling explosion came from it, and it spread for many miles.

..................

It wasn't long before the volcano calmed down.

Silver-haired men and black-robed men stood on either side of the crater.

The silver-haired man's beautiful silver hair was a little messy, and his breath was rolling.

And the black robe on the opposite side couldn't see anything.

"Heh, you ugly skeleton, it seems that the recent war has made you harvest a lot of souls, and the cultivation that has been cut in the Nether has recovered a lot, and the suppression and backlash of this heaven and earth can also resist one or two. ”

The silver-haired man sneered.

"Zhar, you know that I hate people calling me that, if it weren't for the fact that I came from the abyss, for the sake of the friendship between the underworld and the hell of death, in the face of your great underworld, I Mobius would not have shown mercy. ”

The black robe still had the same cold, numb mechanical voice.

The silver-haired man's face changed slightly, and then he showed a funny smile:

"Could it be that you, the undead, called me here today to kill me?"

"No, cooperation. ”

The black robe continued to hear from the black hole in the robe, and said, "

"The gods know that there are many traces of ancient gods in this forgotten land, and there have been battles of unknown gods, and legend has it that almost all of the ancient gods fell in the war. The Divine Land, Demon Domain, and Abyss World Heavens have now sent apostles to the Nether Realm to explore. ”

"This forgotten land will be a battleground in the future, so it is necessary to get ahead of the curve. ”

The silver-haired man was unmoved, but smiled.

"So you started the War of the Dead. ”

"No, it's us who started the war of the dead together. ”

The black robe replied and shook his head.

The silver-haired man, the extradition envoy of the underworld, listened to it, frowned, and said:

"Who are you with?"

"Angel!"

The black robe's answer was amazing, but what he said was calm.

The undead of the Grim Reaper Hell seem to have made some kind of deal with the angels of the Divine Land.

The extradition of the underworld made Zar listen, and sure enough, the silver brow jumped.

"You made a deal?"

"It's a pact between the Great Lord Death and the Divine Land!"

The black-robed hands stretched out to the sky and shouted, looking very reverent.

"It's funny that the demon and the angel actually made a deal. ”

The extradition of the underworld made Zal purse his lips with a playful smile, and continued, "Since you Hell has reached a cooperation with those birdmen, how about looking for me?"

(There are many ways to say hell, and there is not just one place, I want to write about it, hell is a big space, there are many different mythological civilizations, each with its own territory, and naturally has different titles.) ）