166. Beneath the Abyss - Awakening

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"Let's see!"

The Dead Soul Priest, who was standing with the Grey Knight, looked up, his wrinkled face was a gloomy and deep anticipation, he put the bone staff in his hand on the ground, and stretched out one hand towards Eleven,

"Let's see, hope, even the most broken hope, we can give you anything!"

Elivan closed his eyes and sniffed lightly at the breath from the Stygian Sea, he turned around, his arms outstretched, facing the calm and turbid sea, his lips moving lightly,

"Legend has it that Hela gave her soul to her favorite ship and sent her most powerful and courageous servants to be stationed in it, and whenever the war began, the Hela warriors followed behind this unsinkable ship and launched a decisive charge against Odin's minions, but after the end of the war of the gods, Hela Underworld was broken by the Most High, and all the treasures were there, but only that ship, it is said, that Hela would rather destroy it with her own hands than let it fall into the hands of her opponents, but, is this really the case?"

"Are you crazy? What are you talking about?"

The Grey Knight impatiently held the dragon spear in his hand, and was about to start fighting if he didn't say a word, but his complaint was stopped by the Dead Soul Priest, whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and he reached out and motioned for the knight not to speak.

Elivan gently placed his left hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and the next moment, the edge of the furious sea flashed with a sharp edge and burst out of its sheath.

"Come, Nazfar, hoist your sails, blow your trumpet, answer the call of the Lord of the Styx, return!"

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

"Woo~~~"

The waves rolled upside down, the storm reunited, and in the shout of Eleven's complete blessing of magic, the sea that had been quiet for tens of thousands of years suddenly became furious, and the scene, very similar to the appearance of Elivan when he crossed the Stygian Sea before, wind, winter rain, black clouds, purple lightning, the only difference was that the endless fog, I don't know when it permeated this cape, in the thick, gray-white mist, a dark green light seemed to jump into everyone's eyes, and suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea.

"Woo~~"

The sound of a low horn sounded in the mist, and with the sound of the trumpet of the bone dragon dragon that had come from ancient times, the furious sea immediately returned to a calm state, the wind dissipated, the black clouds dispersed, the winter rain stopped, and this unconquered sea seemed to welcome back its true master, and when the fog dissipated, the gray knight and the priest of the dead soul were already stunned.

What kind of ship is this?

The rotten and gloomy wood made up its massive hull, and the deck was paved with a whole piece of giant beast's bone armor, shining with an ominous blue light, and in the position of the ship's bow, a miniature statue of Hella stood there, even in Elevan's current state, a trace of black light could be seen radiating from above, gradually winding around the entire huge hull, and the three towering masts, as if polished from the leg bones of a giant beast, the white sails on which were immortal for tens of thousands of years, it is said that it was a sacred object made by Hela's own hands, even in a place where there was no wind, it could also resist the wind。

The structure of the whole ship is no different from that of the ships of the Third Age, but the most striking thing is actually the cannon-like thing placed on both sides of the ship, which Elevenn knows is another extreme of the magic civilization of the Second Age, the real magic crystal cannon, which is driven by magic crystals, which contains energy radiation devices, even if it is a powerful enemy like Odin's divine servant, it cannot resist the attack of this weapon of war.

Ten thousand years after the death of its first master, the Nazfar, an undead warship born in the depths of the Endless Stygian Sea and endowed with a soul from the gods, has been stripped of its disguise and reawakened by another man with true free will and unyielding resistance.

"Behold, ye want hope!"

Elivan turned, the command knife in his hand sheathed, and his hands spread,

"The Nazfar, a superweapon that only the true owner of the Stygian can wield, is mine now. ”

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How did Elivan end up on the shores of the Stygian Sea? Wasn't he smashed to the bottom of the sea by the tornado?

This matter will start from a day ago.

"Da... Da... Da"

Elevenn was woken up by a cold sensation, but when he opened his eyes, he was the first to find that he was in a terrible condition.

As we all know, the waters of the Styx Sea can wash away the memories of the dead soul, and when facing the living, its ability is to suppress all buoyancy, in other words, once a living creature falls into the Styx, then what awaits him is inevitably the end of drowning.

This is actually the terrible situation that Elivan is currently facing, in his unconscious sleep, he himself has sunk to the bottom of the Styx, and is lying on the ruins of a pile of ships, the only thing to be thankful for is that the place where he sank is higher and not too far from the sea, so he has always kept his body on the frost armor technique, and can barely block the huge pressure of the water pressure above, but that's all, the cold touch just now is the sea water dripping from the dense cracks of the frost armor technique.

Eliven tilted his head, looking at the cracks that made an overwhelming clicking sound, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"Damn the darkness, you killed me..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge amount of seawater rushed down head-on, and the rancid breath came to his face, so that Elevenn couldn't help but seal his mouth and nostrils with ice cubes, which made him feel a lot better, but when the frost armor technique disappeared, the huge pressure kept pressing on his body, which made the ** not strong Elivan drama feel very depressed, so he gritted his teeth, and under the pressure of 10,000 tons of seawater, he held up the frost armor technique again.

But it has been proven that this method is actually drinking to quench your thirst.

As soon as the frost armor technique was opened, under the blessing of the second-order frost mystery, a slight crack appeared on the light blue ice armor that was strong enough to resist Lance's attack head-on, and the pressure on the bottom of the sea was amazing, in the position where Elivan was, the pressure of the sea was enough to press a piece of glass into powder, and seeing that the ice armor was about to break, Elivan could only grit his teeth and continue to inject magic into the ice armor to make it temporarily settle, but since the pressure had not decreased, then this stability must be temporary.

And with the flow of seawater under the sea, the overall oval frost armor is like a small ball, under the impetus of the seawater, constantly rolling forward, the Stygian Sea has no buoyancy, so Elivan can only choose to continue with the flow under the huge pressure from above, and to resist the pressure of 10,000 tons of seawater, every second to input the magic in the frost armor technique is amazing, soon, about ten minutes later, Elivan had to pinch open an arcane magic ball for elemental replenishment.

At this moment, he was really very grateful for his choice of the arcane orb, a side of the auxiliary magic, to be honest, if it weren't for the two arcane orbs to base upon, Elivan would have given up resistance and chose his last hole card at the bottom of the box, although it was already a closed plane outside the present world, but he could feel that the physical teleportation could be used.

However, with his life in danger for the time being, Elivan wondered where this current would eventually send him, and maybe at what point he would have the hope of living. (To be continued.) )