"Hydra, I'm coming!"

An Mixiu's voice was so loud that even in the heavily stressed river, it was shaken out of a vacuum.

"Wow!"

The suction of the tree hole continued, and countless rivers of Styx, made of the undead, were swallowed up.

An Mixiu frowned, and shouted again, "Friends are visiting, Hydra, won't you come out to meet?"

"Gollum ......"

The cavern still didn't respond, but the suction increased a lot.

An Mixiu sneered and sneered, "As the only life of the Styx, your duty is to guard the Styx, but you have been deceived by the hypocritical gods with freedom, Hydra, after a thousand years, do you want to continue?"

"Shhh

This time, the river was turbulent, as if boiling, and countless bubbles poured out of the cave and burst around An Mixiu like a bomb.

An Mixiu waved his wand, and the lilac magic array flickered, and his figure disappeared in place, appearing outside the blast range.

After standing firmly, An Mixiu's face turned really cold, and he looked at the cave, "Do you really want to go to war with me? Do you know the cost of war?"

"Boom!"

The cavern's suction stopped, and as if breathing, it spit out a huge hollow bubble and floated towards An Mixiu.

"Elemental magic, waterspout!"

An Mixiu said coldly, the brilliant five-pointed star twinkled, and a tornado up to a hundred meters high disturbed the river and cut towards the bubbles like a blade.

"Bang!"

Before the two could make contact, the bubble exploded, and the violent impact slapped on the tornado, completely disrupting the trajectory.

"Hydra, I know your longing, and I know your confusion. ”

The dissipation of the tornado did not allow An Mixiu to initiate a second spell, he was never here for the sake of war, "I didn't want to stop you from continuing to devour the undead, I just hope that you can sleep for seven days, as long as seven days." ”

He took out a clay vase, lifted the lid, and a rich aroma of wine filled the River Styx, "This wine of the gods will allow you to enter a world of extreme happiness in these seven days, where you will have the freedom you have always dreamed of!"

"False freedom, I don't want it!"

In the cave, the first words came out, a cacophony like the roar of countless undead spirits, angry and hopeful.

"You should have a pure singing voice, but after carrying countless sins, you have also become dirty. ”

An Mixiu said with pity, "Don't you regret it?"

Styx fell silent, the cavern's gravity stopped, and she, came out.

What kind of face this is, the whole hell, and only the unknown, terrifying will, can match the beauty.

Hydra said, "O desperate monarch, as powerful as you are, and unable to escape the punishment of order, I have no choice. ”

"Even if it's fake, you want to keep your face. ”

An Mixiu smiled, "The guardian of the River Styx, the god you believe in, has not given you the so-called freedom, even if the River Styx ends, all the shackles of sin will lock you to death, you should understand." ”

Hydra lowered her head, her beautiful face was gone, and her perfect shell cracked, revealing the dark, ugly truth within.

The gray-black snake scales spread all over the body, turning into a huge snake body, and growing nine heads of different appearances.

"Sadness, fear, anger, laziness, dazedness, numbness, greed, lust, hatred. ”

An Mixiu read word by word, he knew all the emotions of this face, and the only thing he didn't have was the positive.

"An Mixiu, even if you have the power to kill gods, what can you do in the face of time and death?"

Hydra said, the nine heads held high and looking at him.

"Even without the slightest strength, I am still me. ”

An Mixiu smiled, "What defeats time and death may not be life, but it may be inheritance. ”

"That's why you've found a successor. ”

Hydra quipped, "Since when did the desperate monarch begin to keep hope?"

"What can continue is not necessarily hope. ”

"It's also possible that it's a greater despair. ”

"I can see it. ”

Hydra said, "Your appearance has always been born for despair, and the only thing that can change you is greater despair, and I accept your proposal." ”

"Thank you. ”

Ann Fan practiced the ritual and poured the wine in his hand into the river, and strangely, the wine did not dissolve in the river, but made the river escape as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

"The good old man's An Mixiu. ”

Hydra sneered, "I accept your sincerity." ”

Her middle head opened its mouth wide and swallowed along with the river water and wine.

After swallowing it, she turned and swam towards the cave, "When dusk falls, the light of the World Tree will be covered in dark clouds. ”

An Mixiu nodded and said with a smile, "As you said." ”

......

On the riverbank, Chenming, who had been waiting for a long time, threw the stone in his hand into the River Styx in boredom, but bounced back.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

He reached out to catch it, and threw it out again, "It can't be dead down there, is it?"

Hubert on the side shook his head with a wry smile, Chen Ming dared to curse so unscrupulously, he didn't dare.

"I'm dead, are you still alive?"

Behind the two of them, An Mixiu's voice came, "If despair is not extinguished, I will not die, if you want me to die, you go to heaven and steal God's horn, it's okay." ”

"Then you tell me how to get to heaven?"

Chen Ming turned around, looked at An Mixiu who was approaching, and said, "Have you a date with your old lover?"

"Naughty!"

After appreciating Chen Ming's look, An Mixiu said, "The River Styx is the destination of the undead, your breath of life is too strong, do you need me to beat you half to death and then throw you down?"

"That's not it. ”

Chen Ming shook his head and changed the subject, "What am I going to do now?"

"Just jump?"

Glancing at the young man, An Mixiu pointed to Hubert on the side and said, "Even if a seventh-order demon like him goes down directly, he will be eaten and wiped clean by the undead, and you jump down? Is it to increase the undead indicator to hell?"

Chen Ming smiled evilly, "If you want to die, we will die together." ”

"No kidding. ”

An Mixiu took out an oil lamp and handed it to Chen Ming, "Take it and light it in the river." ”

"What is this?"

Chen Ming took it and looked at the oil lamp curiously, "I'm afraid I can't see the road?"

"This is a religious toy in the world, called a spiritual lamp, specially designed to attract the spirits of the dead wandering in the sun. ”

An Mixiu explained, "But this lamp has been slightly modified by me, after the lamplighter finishes lighting it, those undead who are full of malice will not approach, only the undead who are close to the lamplighter will be attracted by the lamp." ”

"Decimal spirits?"

Chen Ming shook his head slightly and said, "You're always so funny." ”