Outside Beta, next to a stream, a black curtain separated a space, and a black carpet was laid on the ground.

The girl with long flaxen hair untied her robe and stripped off all the fabric on her body, revealing her slender and green body.

She knelt on the carpet, took the bowl handed by the black-robed woman, and drank the liquid from the bowl.

After a few moments, she began to vomit, rolling her eyes and falling onto the carpet with spasms. The woman standing next to her just looked at her, without any words or movements.

By the time she had vomited everything she should have vomited, she got up again, and her pink skin, which was originally glowing with youthful breath, had become pale, and there was no trace of blood to be seen.

The woman carried her to the brook and washed herself, leaving no place untouched.

After washing and returning to the carpet that had been changed, the woman rubbed some more plaster on her, and her snow-white skin changed to a dead man's blue.

Directly put on the black robe, the girl was supported by the woman to the outside of the curtain, where a long and narrow pit had been dug, and a thin coffin was placed on the edge of the pit.

"Alisa ......"

Duncan, the archbishop of the Eastern Church of the Lord of the Dead, the father of the girl, stroked the girl's shoulders and said in a slightly trembling voice, "This is your glory. ”

"Yes, father," Alisa said lightly.

Lying in the coffin, the girl crossed her hands on her not plump chest, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "Let's start." ”

Duncan asks, "Epitaph ......"

"I'll engrave it when I come back", the girl's tone trembled a little.

Duncan was stunned: "Come back?"

He came to his senses again and sighed, "It should be." ”

The coffin was covered, and then moved into the tomb, and the black-robed disciples silently shoveled the soil, tamped it, and inserted the wordless tombstone in front of the tomb.

Duncan began to pray, and the congregants surrounded the tomb and chanted.

Gradually, a slight whirlwind rolled up on the tomb, and some invisible force was constantly absorbing, making the tomb emit a faint fluorescence.

Then there was a muffled thud in the tomb, the fluorescence dissipated, and the power was taken away by everything.

Duncan stopped praying and whispered, "She...... went down. ”

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

Li Qi spat out the soil in his mouth, and the feeling of being buried alive just now was really terrible. He felt like he was about to suffocate and opened his mouth to shout, but he ate a mouthful of dirt. Then the consciousness is in a trance, and it goes from lying down to standing.

It seems to have been transported to the realm of the Lord of the End, which has a very simple name: Necropolis.

"Yangtze River ~ long ~ fragrant ~"

Little Red Riding Hood's call had become ethereal, and it was the same as when she first entered the Storm Islands, nay, worse than that, and its sense of her had become vague.

When he opened his eyes, Li Qi almost screamed.

He was in the middle of a crowded road, and pedestrians rubbed shoulders and silently walked in one direction. Everyone slid away eerily just as they were about to bump into him, as if the space he was standing in was cut off from it.

Looking at the subtle light and dust emanating from his body, Li Qi suddenly realized that this was the breath of the underworld that the Lord of the Dead had protected himself.

Looking at the pedestrians around him, Li Qi calmed down, okay, and did not exceed his previous expectations.

Pedestrians are old and young, all of them are described as withered. The body is still clean, it should be old and sick to death, there are still bloody, missing arms and legs, and even some have nothing on their necks, and their heads are carried in their hands.

Even people without legs are "walking", and you can vaguely see dark figures waving whips on both sides of the road to drive away the crowd. The whip didn't fall on the men, it was like a whip on some kind of air current, sending the whole road like a conveyor belt, carrying the rolling flow of people.

These people are not living people, nor are they physical bodies, but the souls of mortals who, after they have died, have sunk to the banks of Hades, and are about to throw themselves into the River Styx.

The surroundings were dark, but there was a cold light shining like a moonlit night.

Li Qi looked up, thinking that he could see the moonlight, but what he saw was the flow of light formed by the convergence of light lights, extending forward and endlessly. The canopy also ripples, more like the surface of the water.

Those lights are probably the reflection of these souls in the road......

The flow of light kept flickering, and it disappeared rapidly little by little, corresponding to the disappearance of the point of light, and there were souls in the flow of people who were constantly struggling and gradually dissipating.

This should be the gods and demons preying on the soul, just like a group of refugees walking on the grassland, constantly being preyed on by wild beasts, and finally being able to reach the River Styx, I don't know how many will be left.

Li Qi squeezed his way through the crowd, and when he reached the side of the road, a dark figure stopped his whip and bowed to him.

This is the divine servant of the Lord of the End, placed in the Chinese world, it is the kind of character of the bull head and horse face.

The shadow didn't speak, straightened his arms, and silently pointed ahead.

A lamp was lit on the ridge in the distance, orange and warm, with a very different warmth from here.

Li Qi walked towards the ridge, the Lord of the Dead in the Secret Road is really good at tossing people, in his own kingdom of God, he can't teleport at a fixed point, and he has to work his legs.

Climbing up the ridge, you find a small temple with a simple shape standing on it. There was a short, thin figure standing outside the temple, holding a lamp, dressed in a black robe, wearing a hood, and the face could not be seen clearly.

"Duke Prell?"

Approaching a little, the voice opened, and the voice was delicate and tender, and it turned out to be a young girl.

She took off her hood, and the light reflected a very ordinary face: "I am Alishan, waiting for you here at the command of my lord. ”

The long pole in her hand swayed, the lights flickered, and she said in a firm tone that Li Qi couldn't understand for a while, "I will accompany you across the River Styx and enter the realm of the dead." ”

"You ......"

Li Qi looked at her, resisting the urge to touch and pinch: "Living?"

"Yes, I am the holy daughter of my lord," Alisa said, pursing her lips, "If the Duke has any other questions, you can ask as you go, I have limited time." ”

She is also a saint, no wonder she is so cold and arrogant.

Richie followed the girl a little hesitantly, and made his way down the ridge into the depths.

"Didn't you say that time was urgent, why didn't your majesty just carry me to the Styx?

"Even if the Duke is a chosen person, it is impossible to adapt to the Hades plane immediately, and if you go directly to the Styx, your soul will be frozen, and walking will allow you to adapt slowly. ”

"Why do you have to cross the River Styx, is the other side of the River Styx the real realm of the dead?"

"Yes, the soul of a mortal has not yet crossed the River Styx, and it is not a real dead, but only a living soul. Those souls who crossed the River Styx and did not sink into the realm of the dead became the dead. ”

Richie's knowledge of the undead comes from the Lich of Yuzan, but unfortunately after that guy became a Heroic Spirit, he forgot a lot of things.

So he had endless questions, and Alishan answered them seriously at first, but gradually became impatient.

"I don't know much about this business, so don't laugh at me if the questions are naïve, what's the difference between the dead and the undead?"

"It's no difference, it's just a different name. ”

"I thought there would be a very strict distinction in academics, and there would be a lot more to say...... Well, what about the background, I see. ”

“......”

"Those in the sky are the reflections of living souls, right? The number is decreasing, is it being plundered by the gods?"

"Yes......"

"Why is this called the Necropolis?"

"You'll see ...... soon"

"Alishan, you are also a saint, what kind of life do you usually live?"

"Eating, sleeping, practicing, praying, ......"

"Then how did you become a saint?"

"My Lord Favors ......"

"Why are you favored?"

“......”

"Haha, don't be angry, since we have to go a long way, we are all dead people except us, and I always have hair in my heart if I don't talk about it. ”

"I can't talk to the living......"

"Yes, too...... Your church deals only with the dead. What kind of life is that? like a grave keeper, or is it always ready to suppress the undead riots in the cemetery?"

"You ......"

Alisa quickened her pace, as if she was holding back her anger, "It's annoying!"

No one has done this to me!

Still a girl!

Richie felt like his pride had taken a critical hit......

He was really a little frightened of this place, and he could talk and laugh with the holy Holy Maiden, which could greatly relieve the anxiety in his heart, and he had no other intentions.

didn't expect this Holy Highness to call him......

He was silent for the rest of the journey.

As I walked, the terrain in front of me suddenly opened up, and it was a large plain. If you look closely, the plain is covered with dense mounds of earth and tombstones, and it is actually full of tombs!

Alisa is right, you can see why this is called the Necropolis, what a large cemetery!

He finally couldn't help but ask, "I'm sorry I really want to know, why is there a cemetery here?"

Those "people" on the road are actually souls, and they are on the way to dissolve, ** are also in the mortal world, what else do they want to bury?

Alishan's tone was still cold: "Just look at it." ”

Well, I see......

Li Qi really saw the clue when he saw it.

As soon as the soul entered this plain, it was as if it was blown by an invisible wind, and the clothes, skin, and even face on its body were blown away, leaving only a gray human body similar to the simple lines in the animation.

The scraped away items fell to the sides of the road, and new tombs were piled up, pushing the original ones backwards. The plains are endless, as if there are as many tombs as they can hold.

Those things, like memories of living souls?

Alisa confirmed Richie's speculation: "The human soul is like an apple, and the peel and flesh are the memories, personalities, emotions, and other things that belong to the personality. If they all sink into the River Styx, it will hinder the flow of spiritual energy in the River Styx. Therefore, the wind of the River Styx blowing on the banks of the Styx will cut off the skin and flesh first, and only the core, that is, the essentia of the soul, will sink into the River Styx. ”

These graves are full of the personalities and memories of living souls?

Li Qi smacked his tongue, how big must this plain be to accommodate all the mortals who have ever lived?

"Not everyone's personality and memories will be buried here, and powerful souls will not be affected," Alisa said. Moreover, when the epoch changes, the River Styx will set off a tidal wave, and these tombs will be washed away. ”

It's a new era again......

Li Qi said worriedly: "Does this wind have an effect on the living?"

Alisa was sure, "Yes, even the Duke can be lost. ”

Li Qi was stunned: "Then how do we get over?"

"Put it on, you'll need it when you get to the Styx......"

Alisa handed him a necklace with a gray gem that he couldn't tell.

She added, "My lamp is for shelter from the wind." ”

Li Qizheng breathed a sigh of relief, and listened to her again: "Carry me." ”

What?

"I'm tired of walking, carry me," Alisa said in a stiff tone, "and it will also make it easier for the lights to cover the two of us." ”

When you meet the Lord of the Dead again, you must complain, your little sister has a bad service attitude!

Li Qi sighed and crouched down.

Just carry it, just a little girl.

The body that was not much heavier than Finnie reached the back, the thin arms wrapped around the neck, and the hands were on the thighs that did not have much flesh, and the unhappiness in Richie's heart instantly dissipated.

Aren't you a saint? malnourished and not yet growing, how much did your god abuse you?

"Alissa, how old are you?"

“...... Seventeen......"

"It's not the right size, ahem...... When you were a child, your family was very poor, and you couldn't eat enough?"

"My father was an archbishop......"

"Won't your father feed you?"

"Our church is vegetarian......"

"Vegetarian? That's not good! Girls have to eat meat, and meat grows where there's meat. ”

“......”

"Okay, let's talk about something else, don't you have anything else you like to do besides eating, sleeping, practicing and praying?"

“......”

"It seems that you don't like to make friends, there are many saints in our church, about the same age. When it's all over, I'll introduce you to them, they love making new friends. ”

“...... Wordy ......"

The pride was hit hard again, and Richie stopped chattering, and carried the light girl on his back, down the ridge, into the plain full of tombs.

Just on the avenue where Li Qi first arrived, people dressed in red began to appear.

These red-clothed men were blurred with flesh and blood, staring, raising their hands, and seemed to be still brandishing weapons to fight with someone, but there were no enemies except for their comrades.

They mingled with the crowd, like dead leaves in a stream, drifting to the River Styx ahead.