"..."
Watching Orsaga walk step by step into the Styx, his body was gradually obscured by the river water.
Before long, he vanished without a trace.
Not even a single bubble could be seen.
As a rather senior Styx Ferryman, Cody remained silent for a long while, in no hurry to sigh over anything.
Instead, he raised a hand and dealt himself a vicious slap across the face!
Only then.
Feeling the genuine pain, he sucked in a breath and muttered to himself with an expression still full of disbelief:
"Damn it, it really wasn't an illusion..."
He remembered very clearly.
Not long ago.
That figure who had walked into the Styx had not been assimilated by it.
Even when he vanished beneath the water, his body had remained intact.
That situation could only mean two things!
Either the other party was exceptionally compatible with the Styx's power and would not be harmed.
Or he possessed some special method capable of resisting the Styx's erosion...
But no matter how he thought about it.
Either outcome inevitably meant that the other party's strength was extraordinary...
Even among the race theoretically most familiar with the Styx, Cody had never imagined such a thing happening since the day he was born—the sight of someone walking unharmed into the depths of the Styx...
At the same time.
Amid his confusion and alarm, he exchanged a few glances with several nearby colleagues.
Some rather unpleasant thoughts immediately surfaced in his mind.
One had to know that a powerful being or method capable of resisting the Styx's corrosion would be earth-shattering news in the Bottomless Abyss, enough to shake countless foundations.
To give the simplest example.
At present, virtually every contract throughout the Abyss used the Styx as its arbiter.
If a method capable of resisting