The surface of the Abyssal River churned with black water. Demon fish leaped through the waves, while countless Abyssal Worms stirred restlessly beneath the river. The ecosystem within the vast Abyssal River had already become more complex and complete than that of many planes.
The Abyssal River was simply far too dangerous. Without special equipment, even Locke as he was now would not dare venture deep into it, fearing that he might enter the Abyss's reincarnation system. If that happened, he would be doomed beyond all hope.
On the ferry, Locke and Witch Shally stood together and handed their last two Underworld Gold Coins to the Underworld Ferryman.
The Underworld Ferryman rowed the famous oar, sending the two of them toward the Ashen Esoteric Sect Academy.
Witch Shally pondered. "You've analyzed a great deal with me along the way. If that's the case, then I believe everything related to the Loom Princess was altered by an agent of the Black Sun Tower. Then, in some era, a wizard witnessed this scene and wrote a line bearing his own name on the princess's empty coffin."
"Wizard Maxwell—I wonder what kind of great figure he was. All I can say is that Wizard Civilization has an ancient history, and every era produces its own outstanding talents." Witch Shally added, "Of course, you and I are merely insignificant members of the current Wizarding World. Wizard Civilization has now reached unprecedented prosperity."
"Even you and I, Junior Brother, are only ordinary members in this era."
Witch Shally said, "But since everything about the princess was altered, how much of the content inside that tomb is false, and how much is true?"
Locke thought for a moment. "I estimate that the parts concerning King Otto should all be true. But aside from the fact that