Chapter 243 The Divinity of Styx

In this endless zone, without food or drink, we can only linger and endure, endlessly accumulating pain.

Even normal people can't bear it, let alone those who died tragically?

People's approach to death is inherently full of pain, and few people die without any pain.

Starved to death, thirsty, sick, hacked to death, drowned, burned to death... I didn't expect that death would not be relief, but the pain before death would be solidified.

Yan Nu looked at the vast River Styx and asked, "Then you cross the river..."

"Is there something wrong with this water?"

At this time, another poor man answered him: "Everything on the Styx will sink. It is impossible to swim across it."

"Only Charon, the Ferryman of the Styx, can transport us to the other side."

"But he wants to charge a silver coin for the ferry, and we... don't have the money..."

Yan Nu said in disbelief: "You still need to collect money? Everyone is dead, where does the money come from?"

The poor people next to him were too weak and sat on the ground, as if they didn't want to answer such meaningless questions.

They have been wandering here for too long, but they still have minds. After all, if the pain is so painful that even the soul collapses, the dirt will be restored to the state it was in when it first came in.

So these wandering poor ghosts were tortured to the point of being numb inside.

At this time, a boat sailed to the shore, and the indifferent boatman stood upright on the bow.

The boatman was just an old man, but he exuded a mysterious aura of death. His eyes were fixed on Yan Nu.

"Charon!"

The rich rushed to board the boat waving gold and silver. They handed the money to the boatman, and the gold and silver coins melted into the boat as soon as they touched the boatman.

In addition to some rich people and nobles, some ragged people also followed.

For a moment, the ship became unstable and began to rock.

The people on the boat were frightened, and they shouted angrily and wanted to kick those poor people off.

Those poor ghosts cried and begged and looked at Kumail: "Don't drive us down, we are slaves who were buried in sacrifice, and the master will pay for us..."

I saw the nobles getting on the boat and standing next to Charon God. They saw that there was no movement from Yan Slave and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Urged: "Pay quickly, Kumail, you promised us."

"Well..." Kumail spread his hands and revealed a handful of gold and silver.

After counting the nobles on board, I couldn't help but frown. There were a lot of people.

Moreover, because Yan Nu suddenly arrived and things happened in a hurry, other nobles followed him on the ship without swearing allegiance.

There were too many people, and no matter how much money he had to bury them, he would not waste it like this.

Because he still needs to bribe the judge to atone for his crimes. Who knows how heavy his crimes are? If you spent too much money on the boat trip and not enough money on the trial, wouldn’t it be the end of the world? He didn't want to go to the Abyss of Tartarus.

Kumail thought for a while, pointed to a few slaves who were buried, and said to Charon, the ferryman of the River Styx: "Dear God Charon, those are my slaves. I need them to serve me forever in the underworld. I can do it for you." They paid for the ferry."

"But they were just slaves when they were alive. Can it be cheaper?"

God Charon just stared at the Yan slave on the shore, and replied calmly: "The price of ferrying souls is equal."

"This..." Kumail changed his mind: After all, I want slaves. Why do I want these idiots who are buried?

It is better to replace them with nobles. Those nobles may also receive the wealth from family members in the future, which can be regarded as an income.

"Then...I will pay for these people...you must take an oath quickly." Kumail pointed to a few people from the nobles.

When the slaves saw this, they cried for father and mother.

The nobles who were not selected were also furious: "Where are we!"

"There are too many of you, so forget it and wait. Anyway, you didn't swear to be my slaves." Kumail said.

"Then we swear now!"

"Forget it, there are too many, I don't need so many slaves."

After Kumail finished speaking, he sat on the boat and ignored it.

The nobles begged hard and did not dare to go back to the shore, because Yan Nu was standing there watching eagerly.

They still had luck in their hearts and said that their family would definitely receive wealth, hoping to persuade Kumail to change his mind.

But Kumail just lowered his head and said nothing, as if he didn't hear.

"What should I do? Go back to the shore..."

"That guy is right on the shore. We must not fall into his hands. We won't be afraid of him when we cross the river. He will definitely have no money if he has no faith."

"But we don't have any money either!"

The abandoned nobles were so anxious that they prayed to Charon again: "We will have money. Can you please help us cross the River Styx first?"

Charon ignored it and instead said to Yan Nu on the shore: "Eastern man, why don't you... get on the boat?"

Yan Nu tilted his head and said: "So it's you who collects the money. Does God also want to be greedy for money? Why not let everyone do it for free?"

Charon said calmly: "The money in the underworld is the projection of secular burial objects condensed by the power of pure faith. Any god can absorb it."

Yan Nu suddenly understood. He asked why he wanted money after death. In fact, it was similar to the incense money in Shenzhou.

In fact, what is needed is not money, but the power of faith, and this kind of "ownerless faith" combined with the funerary objects is not a sacrifice dedicated to a certain god, so it is a "hard currency" useful to any god.

But here comes the problem. Just having faith is not enough. That thing is not physical. It must be buried with corresponding precious items and projected to the underworld as a carrier of faith.

Grave objects will not enter the underworld and are still buried in the human world, but this is a necessary medium. Without gold and silver to be buried with him, no matter how much faith a poor ghost has, he will not be able to gather the currency of the underworld.

"If you look at it this way, I am also a poor ghost..." Yan Nu does not believe in God at all. Even though he had countless wealth during his lifetime, he is still a poor ghost here.

Looking back at those poor people, I can completely understand their pain.

You were already poor when you were alive, and suffered until death. After death, you will become even poorer without burial objects. You cannot cross the river, and the pain will last forever.

Only when some rich people come here with a lot of money will they support them in the hope of spending some money to cross the river.

This is the only hope, otherwise we will linger here numb and suffer forever.

"It's ridiculous! This is the rule of the underworld? Where is the King of Hades?" Yan Nu's tone was filled with anger.

In an instant, a terrifying artistic conception broke out.

He has lost his body now, and his consciousness is stored in the artistic conception space. When he comes here, the dirty soil condenses a new soul, which is lifeless as a carrier.

Although a lot of power is gone, the artistic conception is still there, blooming at this moment, and everyone's hearts feel like seeing light, warmth and dazzling.

"You can do it for free!" God Charon saw this and said quickly: "I'm just here to pick you up to meet Pluto..."

Yan Nu pointed his spear and stared at him: "Everyone must be free!"

"What! What a joke!" God Charon refused without hesitation, and even seeing Yan Nu's unkind expression, he hurriedly pushed the boat and sailed away.

Suddenly the ship flew away like an arrow, far away from the shore.

Just kidding, he is the only god who can cross the River Styx. Ferrying here every day is harder than all the gods. This money is almost all the way to increase his divine power.

If nothing good comes of it, is he not in turn a servant of mankind? What is the difference between working tirelessly and constantly ferrying people to hell and falling into hell?

Secondly, this money does not belong to him alone, he is only responsible for collecting the money, and all the gods in the underworld will share it.

Living people depend on the gods of this world, so most of the beliefs in the world are divided among gods such as Jupiter.

The rest are from the Poseidon lineage. After all, the Roman Empire relied on navigation.

In the end, only a handful of people will worship the gods of the underworld, so the wealth of faith generated by people burying and offering sacrifices to the dead is the source and foundation of their divine power.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you be so arrogant in the underworld!" Charon said coldly: "Just stay here."

Pluto asked him to pick up Yan Slave, but he didn't actually pick him up for trial.

Originally, if the God of Death seduced the soul, he could directly lure him to the underworld. But Yan Nu died of natural causes and his lifespan was exhausted, so he fell into the entrance of the underworld.

Anyway, Judgment of Nirvana is just the last resort. So Pluto asked Charon to pick him up, but he actually wanted to wait until he reached the center of the River Styx, and then use Charon's divinity to knock him down into the River Styx.

This mission is very dangerous. Charon knows Yan Nu's record and is afraid that he will be caught by Yan Nu. So if something goes wrong now, give up immediately and run away.

As long as he is on the River Styx, he is worthy of no one. He is the only god on the River Styx, and even the God King cannot challenge his authority on the ship.

"Stop!" Yan Nu waved his gun, but no energy was released.

So he hit the artistic conception and turned it into a ghost shadow of a spear, blasting towards Charon.

"puff!"

Charon was penetrated on the spot, and his body was turbulent and flickering.

He was just a little god, and Yan Nu had severely damaged him with just the strength of the warrior's mind.

But in a moment, Charon was back to his original state.

"All creatures in the underworld are immortal. You can't even kill the mortal undead, let alone the gods." Charon said disdainfully.

At the same time, everyone on the boat also cheered. To be honest, they were frightened when they heard Charon say he wanted to pick up Yan Nu and cross the river for free. Fortunately, it didn't happen in the end.

At this moment, even the people who didn't pay were secretly happy in their hearts. Charon seemed to have forgotten that they didn't pay?

But before he was happy for a long time, Charon suddenly raised his boat pole and slapped it hard!

"Bang!"

The boat shook, and the poor people and nobles who had not paid suddenly fell under the boat and fell into the River Styx without any resistance.

"No! Let me go back to shore!"

"No!"

"Charon, I was wrong! Forgive us!"

"Help...help...wuwu..."

They screamed, and their voices quickly disappeared.

One by one, they sank to the bottom of the Styx. The waves on the surface were still there, and not even a bubble appeared! It seems that even the foam on this river will sink!

"They're in the water!"

"How dare you board Charon's ship without money..."

The poor ghosts on the shore were frightened by the sight, as if falling into the River Styx was an extremely terrifying thing!

Yan Nu asked: "Will you die if you fall into the River Styx?"

The poor ghosts trembled and said: "It's scary if you can't die! Everything in the River Styx will sink, so if you fall, you will definitely sink to the bottom of the river."

"That's endless suffocation! There is even the erosion of the soul by the water of the Styx... Even if the soul is corroded and destroyed by the torture, the rules of the dirty earth will make them recover... They are still at the bottom of the river..."

"Under the River Styx... I don't know how many dead souls lie there. They have all fallen due to various reasons throughout the ages."

"For thousands of years...it will never be possible to leave the River Styx again."

Even if the poor people tell the story, they feel scared.

Although they were suffering on the shore, at least they didn't feel suffocated, and nothing would corrupt them for no reason.

The most important thing is that they still have hope. Just wait and linger. Maybe one day, a kind-hearted rich man will send them some money to cross the river and free them.

Although the possibility is very low, after all, there have been too many poor ghosts and souls throughout the ages, but... at least there is something to think about.

But in the River Styx, you will know that being on the shore is a kind of happiness...

If you fall into the River Styx, there is no hope at all. Even Pluto can't even try to fish you out. This is the divinity of the River Styx!

"You didn't tell me earlier! I'm going to save people!"

"Plop!"

When Yan Nu learned about this, he jumped into the River Styx without hesitation.

"What!"

The poor people on the shore were all dumbfounded and felt incredible.

"How dare you save people!"

"This is the River Styx. Is he listening to me?"

Many of them have been lingering on the shore for a long time. This is the first time they have seen someone dare to jump into the Styx River!

Anyone who saves someone from drowning can be called brave. But to rescue those who fell into the water in the River Styx is just to add another innocent soul to the bottom of the river.

This is no longer suicide, this is an act more terrifying than going to death.

are you crazy? Even the souls who are tortured and driven crazy on the shore will instinctively stay away from the River Styx for fear of being squeezed in.

Yan Nu took the initiative to jump in without any hesitation. He was so desperate and brave that he was extremely brave. What on earth was he thinking?

The poor ghosts looked around and saw that the waves of the Styx were still there, and there was not a trace of foam coming up when Yan Slave went down.

"No more, he will sink to the bottom of the river forever, enduring endless suffocation and corrosion." The poor ghosts lamented and shook their heads.

Charon was startled on the boat, then smiled and quickly reported to Hades.

"Did that guy get it?"

"No, he jumped into the river..."

"Huh? Did he jump on his own initiative?" Pluto was stunned.

"Yeah, I said he could get on the boat for free, and he asked me to give it to everyone for free... I ran away, and then he jumped into the river."

Pluto also laughed: "Interesting, you are so courageous, relying on your supreme divinity to be fearless?"

"Even if he can be immune to the erosion of the Styx, it is meaningless in the first place. The divinity of the Styx lies in its absolute sinking."

"It's the same if it's sealed to the bottom of the River Styx. I'd like to see how he comes out."

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p.s: Sorry.