The earth trembled, the mud and rocks roared, and the dangerous peaks that reached the sky disintegrated and reorganized, although the movement was large, it was nothing to the realm of the dead that had been turbulent repeatedly.

After a long time, Li Qi clapped his hands and said, "Are you satisfied?"

He didn't do it, he did it......

Nairo looked at it for a while, and said weakly, "Do you have to rely on my divine seat?"

This dangerous peak is the Styx Throne of the Main Plane, although it has been removed from the Death Throne, it has only moved outward, standing on the bank of the Styx. Nairo was going to rebuild the Grim Reaper's Throne, right next to the Styx Throne.

Li Qi spread his hands: "No way, this place happens to be the confluence of the River Styx." In the past, the god of death put the god seat here in order to facilitate the management of the power of the Styx, but now that the power of the river Styx has been withdrawn, the seat of the god of the river Styx must be here. ”

His sincere advice: "Or ...... Are you going to move your nest?"

Nairo's eyes flashed with a dangerous light: "You want me to be the first Grim Reaper to move the throne?"

Li Qi flickered: "Then let it go, Son of Heaven...... No, it's a good story that the gods guard the country. ”

"You're satirizing me with allusions I don't know", Nairo reluctantly accepted.

Sure enough, I could see a trace of Roland's shadow, which was quite friendly, unlike other gods, and there was no human taste, but unfortunately this was just an appearance.

Looking at a section of the landscape bank on the edge of the River Styx, as well as the towering throne of the River Styx, Nairo sighed faintly: "It's okay, I can focus on death and the dead in the future, the power of the River Styx is not compatible with my supreme power of death." ”

This is the complexity of Finn's high magic world, where death is the complete end of living beings, and in Finn, death is just another form of existence of living beings, and Styx is the complete end.

Life, death, and extinction, the three links constitute the cycle of life and soul in the world of Finn, and with the River Styx, the equality implied by death is truly complete. Death is only a declaration to the living, and Styx is the force that enforces the end.

The power of life is attributed to the goddess of life, the power of death is attributed to the god of death, and now the power of Styx is in the hands of Alishanga Little Red Riding Hood, which has finally given the mortal revolution a solid foundation of power.

For the time being, Litchie did not have time to sort out the revolutionary theories targeted by the priesthood of the Styx, but the Styx was undoubtedly a key part of the "Fein Revolutionary Materialism", which solved the problem of life and death of mortals, but it was much more complicated than the earth world.

"It's your turn," Richie reminded Nairo, who muttered "I'm probably the weakest and most faceless Grim Reaper I've ever been," waving his hand.

A dark aura rose from the ghost Alishan and Alishan's "corpse", and the ghost Alishan gradually faded away, turning into a pure silver-gray light and shadow, floating onto the "corpse".

After a few moments, the two Alisannes fused, and "Alishan's" body began to twitch, then coughed violently, and then let out a loud cry, and rose into the air.

The wings intertwined by the silver-gray light ribbon stretched, and the deep vortex turned behind the head, and the eyes spewed silver light. At this moment, Alisa is majestic and sacred, both a witch and a goddess.

Seeing that the River Styx was also shaking and rushing, Nairo glared and said, "Does she want the River Styx to overflow?

Richie shouted, "Alissa——!"

Alishan looked down at Li Qi and said coldly, "Mortal, you dare to call me by my name! I am the goddess of the River Styx!"

There was a shuddering vibration in his words, but Li Qi smiled and said, "Don't be naughty, come down." ”

Without the last "ah", I'm really going to be scared by her.

The wings converged, the silver light disappeared, and Alishan fell to Richie's side, playfully sticking out her tongue: "Don't expose me so quickly." ”

Then greet the god of death, Nairo, and the Lord of the End: "Hey, neighbors, hello, take care of me in the future." ”

Nairo snorted unhappily, and Li Qi glanced at the Lord of the Dying, saying in his heart that this was really not the real Alishan, and he did not have the respect and reverence he deserved for the Lord of the Dying.

"Li Qi, why do you think that I am not the Alishan I used to be", the Witch of the River Styx had a close relationship with Li Qi, and smiled slightly: "Maybe I am the real Alishan now, Alishan, who was the saint of the dead before, is just a mortal form." ”

"Look at the people", Li Qi was in a heavy mood, but he didn't forget to taunt Nailuo: "You accepted your changes so quickly, and you are still entangled in your relationship with the mortal Roland." ”

"Richie Prell, pay attention to your identity! After all, you are just a mortal who has not even reached the legend, don't be so arrogant as to think that you can be on an equal footing with the gods", the god of death Nairo finally became angry: "We are just partners now, don't treat me as the former Roland, you can joke with me unscrupulously!"

"Alishan", Richie beckoned the Witch of Styx over and pinched her face, soft and warm.

"Look, as I said, Alisanne is beautiful," he said with a smile, and Alisanne responded with a smile and warmth flowing through their hearts. Their souls used to be closely intertwined, and theoretically speaking, the current Alishan is still the crystallization of the souls of Li Qi and the mortal Alishan.

Richie turned his head again and asked Nairo, "What did you just say?"

"I ......"

Nairo took a deep breath and smiled wryly, "I didn't say anything. ”

In His eyes, Alissa, like Him, was a newborn deity.

Alishan suddenly said, "The goddess seems to be in trouble up there, and she is mobilizing my strength. ”

"Your Majesty Nailuo, I was just joking with you just now", Li Qi's face suddenly changed, and he said with a lovely smile: "Let's hurry up and make the next round of trading." ”

The light in Nairo's eyes flashed a few times, and he said coldly: "Then you can quickly solve the problem on your side, and I will fulfill the agreement with you." ”

After all, he is a god and will not give in because of his previous friendship with Roland. Just like Alisanne, although Richie resonates with her soul and is intimately connected, although Little Red Riding Hood can mobilize and weave the power of Styx, she is also a god in nature, and neither Richie nor Little Red Riding Hood can make her go against Styx's will.

As for the question that Nairo mentioned, it was in Li Qi's eyes, like a light green band of light, rapidly approaching along the underworld.

That's right, the Crimson Undead.

Just now, Li Qi and Nairo negotiated a "package agreement" to determine the division of forces and various details between the two sides.

Regarding the Crimson Undead, it is the link where the two sides dispute the most.

Nairo insisted that the Crimson Undead belonged to the dead and should be controlled by him, but Litchie certainly disagreed, believing that they should be counted as belonging to the River Styx and were special beings serving the River Styx.

In the end, the two sides reached an agreement that the Crimson Undead were not allowed to set foot in the realm of the dead, interfere in the affairs of the dead, and could only operate on the Hades. Later, the birth of the crimson undead depends on the undead's own wishes.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the Grim Reaper is the governor of one or several provinces, and Alishan is the governor of the rivers, and there must be men under her. Although these men came from the Governor of Death, the Governor of the River, the establishment was attributed to the Governor of the River.

The original hundreds of thousands of crimson undead, now less than 10,000, led by Otto and Mins, who was squatting on Otto's shoulders, quickly formed a team on the shore of the underworld, lining up one phalanx after another.

"Cardinal—good!"

The crimson undead shouted in unison, this is the elite who has persevered in several temperings, and there are clear faces floating on the skeletons, and the shouts are exceptionally clear and firm.

Li Qi also responded high-spiritedly: "Comrades - hard work!"

"Comrades, we have won! We have gained the River Styx, we have obtained a place where mortals can rest in complete peace!"

He glanced at the warriors, and his heart was tumbling with pride, admiration, and reluctance.

"You are the one who has done such a miracle! Your deeds will be remembered forever!"

"New duties await you, new battles await you, but I don't force you all to stay. ”

"You have given too much, your sacrifice is enough!"

Richie's words come from the heart, and it is painful to be reduced to a ghost.

Not only does the death that has always torn the soul apart, but the power of death also obliterates the desires of the living, using the cold and pain that goes straight to the soul to urge hatred for the living and the desire to devour the living.

The more powerful the undead are, the more intense the pain they endure, which makes them, although they have enough minds, become numb and indifferent, and even forget who they are and why they exist.

They are all supported by a trace of obsession to keep the remnant soul immortal, but some are active, just forget this obsession, and some are passive, the power of death squeezes out a trace of obsession in the remnant soul, and their hearts are eager to be liberated.

This does not mean that the power of death is evil, but that the god of death who holds the power of death is evil. This is Finn's cycle of life, the power of death and the dead, which is a necessary link to constitute the cycle of life, and a dimension of the natural existence of the transcendent power of the High Demon World.

Now, the Crimson faction has the River Styx, and instead of being hostile to the forces of death, it gives the undead the freedom of choice.

Li Qi shouted: "Comrades who are willing to be freed, you can rest in peace! The Styx is now stronger, and will never let you be enslaved by the forces of death, purgatory, and the abyss! Swear in the name of the Crimson Lady and the Goddess of the Styx, you will be eternally liberated!"

The shouts echoed for a while, and several undead emerged from the phalanx.

The reason why they were called, why they fought, was for this day.

They converged into a new phalanx, bowed to Richie and Alissa, and plunged into the River Styx.

The River Styx, which had become turbulent, dissolved the bones of the earth that enveloped the soul fire, revealing bits and pieces of light green soul fire, and then gradually dimmed, turning into scattered stars, and finally becoming part of the silver-gray light mist.

Less than half of the remaining crimson undead formed a new phalanx, and the leading Otto and Mins shook their mandibles at Richie, which was to say, "Where is the battlefield?"

"Very well, comrades, you will fight for the River Styx!"

Li Qi took a deep breath, and it was really beyond his expectation that he could still leave so much: "You will gain new power!"

As he spoke, Otto and Mins, as well as all the crimson undead, shone with a silver-gray light, and the underworld that formed the skeleton disintegrated, turning into clouds of smoke and dust, revealing a light green soul fire that gradually faded, and finally became the same color as the River Styx.

Streams of mud and stones poured out from the riverbank beneath their feet, enveloping their souls, and a mortal body appeared, dressed in Figong-style clothing and armor.

Everyone's eyes flashed with silver, and the crimson undead officially changed to the Styx undead...... No, it should be called the Styx Heroic Spirit.

To the world of Finn, they are a new existence.

According to the original power system, they should be counted as the attendants or invokers of the goddess Styx, Alishan, but Alishan is not a pure goddess. After Richie uses Crimson Divine Power to purify the souls of the corrupted Stygian Patrol and Alisanne, she and Styx become part of Crimson Divine Power, and she is also a Crimson Witch.

In this mode of condominium, the Divine Servants or Prayers who would have been erased from the will of mortals become Heroic Spirits who still retain the will of mortals, similar to the essence of Yuzan. It's just that because it is exclusive to the Styx Divine Power, you can't enter the Crimson Divine Kingdom, and you can only stay in the Styx Divine Kingdom, that is, the Underworld.

Richie said to Nairo, "I'll be fine here." ”

Nairo was about to speak, when the Lord of the Dead coughed, "What about me?"

He looked at Li Qi first, and then at Nairo, a little lonely and helpless.

The realm of the dead is separated from the Underworld, and although the priesthood of the Lord of the Dead has not changed, he doesn't know who he should intervene with, and his Necropolis of God is directly connected to the River Styx.

"If you are willing to be free, jump directly into the River Styx, and if you are not willing, you will take the River Styx to the realm of the dead", Nairo said the terms he and Li Qi had agreed on a long time ago.

Not all of the dead come from the Necropolis, the power of death can directly send souls to the realm of the dead, and there are countless existences that can use the power of death, in addition to mortals such as necromancers, there are also various transcendent beings and even natural phenomena, even the god of death Nairo can't completely control it.

Of course, the vast majority of mortals still have to take this route, and those living souls who have the conditions, strength, and obsession to enter the River Styx do not want to enter the River Styx, so they belong to Nairo and have to be sent over by the Lord of the Dead, so as to form a complete "service chain".

The Lord of the Dead is not very comfortable with such a change in duties: "Pick up ...... How do you pick this up?"

Li Qi smiled: "It looks like you have to get a boat, Alyssa will make a projection or even a doppelganger or something, and hold a lamp on the other side of the river to guide you." Of course, from then on you have additional payouts, such as ...... A ferry fee of two gold bushels is charged to each living soul who wants to cross the river. ”

Then he said to Alishan: "If there is a powerful soul who does not want to give money and chooses to smuggle away, you can prepare a bowl of the thickest water of the River Styx for him, and tell him that your name is Meng Po, and that bowl of water is called Meng Po soup." ”

Alishan had a hidden feeling and covered her mouth and snickered, but the Lord of the End nodded and said, "Good arrangement......"

Li Qi clapped his hands and urged: "So...... Let's act, don't let my goddess have an accident, or this new order will come to naught. ”

On the barrier of the main plane, strands of mud and stones rose from the arena, turning into shields to resist the bombardment of divine power of various colors of light.

Little Red Riding Riding Hood held her head and cowered in the corner of the arena with Cheyenne and Frances, screaming.

She said angrily, "Are they crazy? I have the power of the River Styx, why didn't I scare them away?"

"That's why they're in a hurry!"

Francis shouted, "Ma'am, you haven't integrated the Styx Divine Power yet, and you haven't been officially promoted to a medium god. Don't take advantage of this opportunity...... Uh, defeat you, and wait until you're promoted, isn't it an even more terrible and headache enemy?"

Little Red Riding Hood was furious: "Damn, why do they have normal human intelligence?"

Cheyenne wanted to vomit blood: "They are gods!"

"This is trouble", Little Red Riding Hood groaned in a headache, and after her provocation, tyranny, cruelty, blood, plague, and a few other evil gods who did not know the origin of the distraction came at her, and she was forced to resist with the kingdom of Nilsera, which had not yet settled.

The land of the kingdom of God is limited, and when she is exhausted, she will have nothing to hide, and she will definitely not be able to do that one vote.

At this moment, the void shook one after another, and a figure appeared, just a projection, but the attack of the evil god clone suddenly stopped.

One is a knight with a gun, with a dark aura on his skull visor, a force that causes all life to wither, all life to decay.

Although this image is very unfamiliar, this kind of aura is very familiar, especially for the evil god.

Death!

The Death Throne, which has been empty for thousands of years, finally has a new owner.

"I am Nairo, the god of death, and declare to the whole world that the Crimson Lady is my ally in the land that meets the underworld, and that we will work together to ensure order in the realm of the dead and the underworld. ”

The figure took off its armor, revealing its handsome face and making a majestic sound. The divine light flickered in the void, but the divine power was no longer surging, as if it was discussing something.

The Grim Reaper's declaration is clear, that He will be on the side of the Crimson Lady in the Lord Plane or any other place associated with the realm of the dead. This also means that his alliance with Lady Crimson is limited, and he will not help Lady Crimson fight anyone.

This new situation made the evil gods hesitate for a while, and they besieged the Crimson Lady, although they were instinctively hostile to the good gods, but more because they wanted to take advantage of the Crimson Lady's death to descend on the body, and the God of War did not have the opportunity to eat meat on her side. If you fight again, you will offend the god of death, which is not a good thing. They didn't expect the Grim Reaper to appear, let alone how to get along with it.

The flickering divine light gradually dimmed, and the petite red shadow flew out, stepping on the huge turntable cannon, and shouted towards the void: "Don't run!

She also proclaimed: "Today's business is not over! wash your necks and wait! I will pull out your intestines, wrap them around your necks, and hang them one by one in front of the gate of my kingdom of God! Remember ——!."

The handsome face of the Grim Reaper projection next to him suddenly distorted......

"Your name is ...... Nairo?"

Little Red Riding Hood looked at Nairo again: "Why don't you continue to call Roland? Then you don't even want the name of the protagonist Fan, pick up someone else's name and use it, you are too different from that Naroku." ”

Nairo opened his mouth, but didn't speak, his eyes flickering, as if he regretted that he had sided with Little Red Riding Hood.