Chapter 281: Journey to the Underworld

The sky of the underworld is gray, as if layers of black ash are covering the world above, no matter how you look up, it is impossible to see the main world above, this is the bottom of the world, the place where death ends, and the destination of all dead souls.

The souls of the dead stood here looking up at the sky, and when they raised their heads, they couldn't see through the layers of fog, as if they had the feeling of standing in hell and looking up at heaven.

The huge gate of the underworld stands at the entrance of the River Styx, and now there are more and more undead souls waiting in line to enter the realm of death, and most of the people who can line up here are extraordinary, wizard apprentices, monsters, dragons or elven fishmen.

"Woo!"

"Certat!"

Terrorist death messengers in black robes drag illusory shadows and wander in the realm of death, maintaining order in the entire realm of death, and when powerful souls resist entering the underworld with the help of special powers, they will also appear to harvest their souls.

With the increasing number of dead, the underworld is gradually becoming more and more real, and the entire underworld is constantly expanding, in addition to the realm of death, there is also a vast land, where the power of death will also produce some strange phenomena, or strange regions, or terrifying monsters.

In the center of the realm of the dead, there is a huge city of the dead, all of which are filled with souls of the dead who have lost their memories of past lives, and the huge city is very similar to the capital of the human race, and the souls of the dead after the judgment can enter the city to start their lives again, while those who do not pass the judgment are nailed to the walls outside the city.

The Gate of the Underworld looks like an ordinary door, but this is the entrance and exit of the Underworld, whether you enter the Underworld or leave the Underworld to enter the human world, you must pass through this door.

As the high priest of the Sky Temple, countless death messengers along the way saluted him, and he knew that unlike those dead people, he was called by the god of death to meet the gods in human form, not as a dead soul.

When riding the boat of the underworld through the river Styx, you can see a large number of undead floating in the river Styx, passing the boat of the underworld to the front of the river Styx, only when the special undead enter the underworld, they are eligible to take the boat of the underworld, the undead want to get out of the river Styx, but the huge waves of the river of the underworld swept away, and the dead who wanted to escape from the river were swept back, no matter how they struggled, they could only struggle painfully in the river Styx.

Some of the undead struggled to climb onto the ship of the underworld, but were expelled by the dim lights above, watching the boat of the underworld pass by, a large number of undead continued to roar in the river of the underworld, angrily wanting to board it, layer by layer of undead constantly entangled, towards the ship of the underworld.

"Give me all peace!"

The ferryman's bandaged eyes swept across the River Styx, and a pair of pupils jumping with fire revealed a fierce light, and his voice was a little hoarse, but it made people feel the strong evil aura that erupted from his words, and just revealing his voice seemed to make people see the monstrous death and the mountain-like corpses in an instant.

Setisis couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at the unsightly ferryman in front of him: "Who the hell is this?" ”

The black tattered robe trembled, and the strong coercion made Setisis feel trembling, and the black fluctuations swept away, sweeping across the river of the underworld, and all the undead were suddenly knocked out, layer after layer was lifted away like garbage, and the wide river Styx, which was difficult to see the riverbank, rolled violently, and the entire river of the underworld was instantly quiet.

"The Gates of the Underworld are the first screening!"

"The River of the Underworld is the second baptism!"

"What else is ahead?"

Outside the city of the dead, there are a large number of death trees with black flowers, as well as special plants belonging to the underworld, the river Styx surrounds the Chirom, and a huge bridge passes through a bottomless abyss, leading to the city, looking down, you can see countless strange snakes struggling in the abyss, as if they want to rush up and devour the souls of the dead on the bridge.

At the end of the huge arch bridge there will be a trial, or throw down the bottomless abyss to feed the monsters, or nail into the walls of the city of the dead to atone for your sins, or enter the city of the dead.

And when they arrived at the city of the dead, Chirom, they saw the tall city walls, densely covered with the faces of the dead, and these terrifying heads roared out from the depths of the city walls, and they themselves were completely integrated with the city walls.

"It hurts! Hurt! Hurt! ”

"I'm so hungry! Come here, I'm going to eat you, I'm going to eat you! ”

"I want everything! Money, women, power, glory, it's all mine, it's all mine! ”

"Kill him, kill him, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

All sorts of terrifying roars came from the walls of the tall city of the dead, Chirom, and such heads were densely packed from the corners to the top of the walls, and the more they accumulated, the more they accumulated, this was a wall forged entirely by the souls of the dead.

At a glance, countless hideous heads accumulate together, there are men and women, old people and children, human beings and strange races, beautiful and ugly, all of them are venting their strongest emotions at the moment.

Resentment, extremity, greed, ugliness, all kinds of emotions and voices filled with extremes, come together, making people feel their heads buzzing and blank.

"Is this trial fair?"

"What is the standard of judgment?"

"What is the order of the underworld, and is the rule of the dead correct?"

While passing through the underworld to meet the god of death, Setisis is also observing and looking at the entire underworld, thinking about the meaning of the existence of the underworld to the world, whether the rules of the underworld are correct, and how to define the judgment of the dead.

Entering the interior of the city of the dead, Chirom, you can see that it is a city similar to a human city, but there is a very different city, because it is a city that belongs to the dead.

The lives of the dead in the city were very different from those in front of them, in a sense, they were similar to the believers of the god of death, and they were protected by the god of death, and Setisis could see that the buildings in the city were first tall, similar to the style of the ancient Cretan Empire, but much taller.

Each building is divided into very many floors, there are no ordinary buildings, more like temples, churches or palaces, supported by huge pillars, layer upon layer, you can see a large number of dead people praying and moving on them, and huge stone arch bridges are built in the city, providing these high-rise buildings to walk back and forth, standing low, and passing through these buildings, making people feel small.

The ground was all paved with wide stone slabs, and through the circles of circular buildings and huge doors, we finally arrived at a palace floating in the sky in the center, a staircase suspended in the air, leading to the palace at the top, through which a large number of death messengers could be seen coming and going.

Setisis entered the huge temple of death, and finally saw the legendary god of death, standing in the huge cold palace, looking up, high on the throne above the upper staircase, sat a god in a black cloak, the body completely hidden under the cloak and hood, invisible appearance.

Setisis looked up at the god with a very flat look in his eyes, as if he was not a god in front of him, but an ordinary person.

Del Medi felt very interesting: "Setisis, aren't you afraid of the gods?" ”

Setisis said seriously: "I am the spokesman of the gods, and I am the chosen existence of the gods, so why should I fear the gods? ”

"Your Majesty, what are you summoning me for?"

Del Medi stood up: "What would you do if you were put in charge of the underworld?" How will you maintain order in the underworld, and what kind of underworld will you choose to build? ”

Del Medi spoke in astonishment, and then instantly passed through a large number of stairs to the bottom, and appeared in front of Setisis.

"Or rather, I want to choose you to be my slave god!"

"How much risk are you willing to take!"

"What are you willing to give?"

Setisis raised his head and looked at Del Medi, his old face, and his eyes flashed with fire for a moment, as if he had rediscovered the meaning of his existence.

"My everything!"

"Your Majesty!"