Chapter 313
No further explanation is needed.
If the other party truly is the embodiment of death, then she doesn't need to say anything; as long as the death is not malicious, she can rest assured.
If she had malicious intent... then she would have jumped off the ship with Ryan. Whether they died off the ship is another matter, but they would definitely have died on the ship.
Only.
To the witch K's surprise, the black-clad figure in front of her didn't react at all after she finished praying, and continued rowing the boat quietly.
She felt a chill run down her spine, sensing something was about to happen, so she slowly retreated.
His expression was resolute.
"Ryan, this is bad. I'm afraid we'll have to jump ship and take a gamble."
"Didn't get it sorted out?"
He completely ignored me.
Witch K looked utterly helpless.
This was the first time she had ever felt so powerless; the mighty Death Witch could only obediently await her death.
"Don't rush, let's take another look." Ryan stroked his chin. "Jumping down is the same as dying, sooner or later we're going to die anyway, so we might as well wait and live a little longer."
For some reason, Ryan always felt that the other party meant no harm. Where did this inexplicable trust come from? No one would believe it if he told them, but right now, Ryan only had two words on his mind—"very smooth."
Since there's no way to resist now, we might as well wait and see. If the God of Death really wanted to kill them, he would have done so already. Another thing Ryan is confident about is that the Earth and Moon God marks on his body haven't reacted, and when the God of Desire attacked him last time, even Janus's power was used to fight against the God of Desire with all his might.
The fact that the mark isn't reacting right now suggests that it's safe for the time being.
Splash~~
The Wooden Boat rocked back and forth, splashing water, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, a huge shadow gradually emerged from the mist.
Its silhouette resembled a castle, standing in the direction the Wooden Boat was heading. As the castle's shadow gradually became clearer, all the souls on the Wooden Boat suddenly floated away and flew towards the castle.
Then Ryan realized that this wasn't a castle at all; it was clearly a mountain built from countless souls!
The souls huddled together, piled up like a swarm of bees, as if something at the center was drawing them in.
Ryan stood there, stunned.
"What's going on? What are all these souls doing gathered here? If the God of Death ferries souls across the river, where do they ultimately go? Is it reincarnation?"
Birth and death are a cycle, so the existence of the God of Death is very important.
However, it seems that those dead souls did not enter the cycle of reincarnation, but instead wander here.
"Miss K, the Death Witch, could you explain this?"
"This... I don't know either."
"Then what do you actually know? You're not contributing at all."
Witch K: "..."
Although I was very dissatisfied, I still couldn't refute it.
As the two were talking, they suddenly heard an old voice.
"They are souls unable to reincarnate; they can only wander above the Styx."
The sound came from the dark figure rowing the boat ahead.
Ryan was startled. This woman sounded to be at least seventy years old. Could she possibly be the God of Death?
"You're not the God of Death?" Witch K was also taken aback.
"God is below," the shadowy figure said.
"Below?" Ryan looked down and saw the ship's deck—oh, underwater, beneath the Styx... A thought struck him, and he asked, "Is death sealed beneath the Styx, preventing the souls of the dead from reincarnating?"
The shadowy figure slowly nodded.
"Then who are you?"
"I am Servant of God, responsible for acting as the ferryman when my master is absent."
"So you're the one who brought us in?"
"Yes and no." The shadowy voice remained weathered. "This ship is formed from the power of its master. Bringing you in was its will, and also the master's will. I am not that powerful. The witch beside you is stronger than me."
Ryan looked at the witch K and seemed to see a hint of pride in her deep black eyes, which made him straighten his back a little.
Something's been off ever since we came in, and it almost made Witch K lose confidence. But it seems she's still pretty strong after all.
"My mission is complete. Now, it will take you to the final destination."
After the shadowy figure finished speaking, it dissipated into a cloud of black mist and flew towards the castle formed by the dead souls.
Ryan waited for a while, wondering what to do next, when the Wooden Boat suddenly started moving on its own.
Instead of heading towards the castle, it circled around it and continued deeper into the mist until the castle was completely hidden from view and the soul vanished. Finally, the Wooden Boat came to a stop.
We were stopped on a boundless river, surrounded by mist, with no landmarks in sight.
Where is this again?
Ryan felt like he had a million questions.
"K, what exactly sealed the God of Death? Or does He live here? You Witch Society for so long, did you hear anything... Hmm??? Where is He??"
Ryan turned around and found that the witch K was nowhere to be seen on the empty Wooden Boat. He was all alone!
When?!
Holy crap, don't scare me!
Silence, emptiness, darkness, coldness...
Suddenly, the Wooden Boat began to shake violently.
Splash splash~~
The river was violently shaken. Ryan clung tightly to the edge of the Wooden Boat, trying to steady himself, but it was all in vain, because in the end the entire boat capsized!
Thump~
Ryan fell into the river, and the next second he felt a strong sense of suffocation. He tried to swim upwards, but even though he knew how to swim, it was useless. His body continued to sink uncontrollably. Gradually, the light disappeared, the dimness turned into darkness, and eventually he could see nothing at all.
Am I going to die?
Ryan was somewhat bewildered.
So, where is the God of Desire? Don't you love me? Come out and save me!
Whoosh!
Just as Ryan was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly stood up and found himself standing in the water, which was only up to his knees.
Ryan subconsciously looked around. The scene was similar to before, with mist shrouding the river. However, at the edge of his vision in a certain direction, a huge black cross stood.
On the cross, a woman with long black hair was firmly nailed to it by a long silver cone!
A long cone pierced the woman's chest. Her head hung low, her long hair falling from her chest. She remained motionless, as if she were dead.
"This is... the God of Death???"
Yesterday, some old classmates dragged me out drinking. I didn't get back until midnight, and then... when I woke up it was already the next day. I didn't even bother to send a sick note. My head still hurts. I wrote a chapter and need to rest now. Damn it, alcohol and women have ruined me. I'm quitting drinking from today onwards!
Chapter 196 the Upside-Down Deity
Ryan stood there, stunned.
For a moment, I couldn't figure out what had happened.
If what the shadowy figure said earlier was true, then the place where they are now should be the location of the God of Death.
But Hera, the God of Death, was nailed to the cross?
Isn't this joke a bit too spooky?
"Hera, the God of Death... the problem is I've never seen her before, so I don't know if this is her. But there's no one else here."
And it's within the Styx again.
Ryan slowly walked towards the cross.
Since you're here, might as well leave.
Anyway, he can't get out now.
However, the closer Ryan got to the cross, the more familiar a force he felt appeared.
He carefully sensed it and was surprised to find that this power seemed very similar to the Chaos Space's Power, but much stronger and closer to the origin of some kind of power.
As a result, Ryan gradually began to hear some inexplicable whispers. These voices were indistinct, yet they constantly affected his mind.
Ryan stopped.
He felt that continuing down this path would inevitably lead to trouble.
"Something's not right, not even 90% right. This God of Death isn't quite death... What the hell did he do to me?"
Just then, the woman nailed to the cross suddenly moved.
The drooping head twitched, its long black hair swaying with its body. Seemingly sensing Ryan's presence, the other slowly raised its head, its dark eyes peeking out from between its hair.
Whoosh!
The water around them suddenly began to shake violently with the woman's movements, creating waves that were four or five meters high.
Rumble rumble rumble~~
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the empty sky.
The wind, the waves, and the gloomy sky—everything looked like an approaching tsunami!
Ryan instinctively sensed something was wrong. He tried to turn and run, but it was too late. His gaze met that of the black-haired woman, and in that instant, his consciousness spun, and he was completely out of control.
The power of chaos surged in from all directions, violently distorting the surrounding space and making the air viscous.
Ryan's vision was filled with darkness, and the scene before him flickered between light and shadow. Suddenly, something strange happened on the huge cross!
The crimson was illuminated by the last ray of light, and the terrifying darkness was amplified. Coupled with the constantly flickering vision, Ryan felt as if he had stumbled into a horror movie.
"Grass!"
Without hesitation, he used all the strength he had from drinking Amabena's milk to escape!
Because the figure on the cross was hanging upside down!
This was not Ryan's imagination; rather, after witnessing these strange phenomena, he suspected that this was the true situation of the woman nailed to the cross.
God of Death?
Ryan couldn't care less about anything else.
Even if it's really juicy, he has no intention of staying any longer.
Buzz!
On the back of his left hand, the two marks belonging to the earth and the moonlight were releasing light wildly. The golden and black powers intertwined and formed a powerful shield around Ryan.
However, Ryan felt no joy whatsoever, because the stronger the power of these two marks became, the more dangerous the situation was!
Boom!
The sudden, immense force slammed into the shield.
The violent tremor sent the surrounding water soaring several meters high. As Ryan fell into the water, he vaguely saw the upside-down Grim Reaper staring at him. Chaotic power surrounded the shield, forming a constantly compressing force that tried to crush it.
Click click click~~
The power of the mark can't hold up any longer!
"Desire! My beloved god, you damn well better give me some support!"
Ryan looked at the pink mark on his right hand and cursed, "How can I love you if you don't give me some support?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the pink mark lit up.
The power of desire merged into the shield, and surprisingly, it fused with the power of the earth and the moonlit night, making the shield even stronger.