"River Styx!"
Galactus recognized the river at a glance. It was the river of souls, the River Styx. After living beings died, their souls would travel through the River Styx to Hell. If they had faith, the gods would send messengers to receive them along the way and lead them into the Divine Kingdom.
"Lord of Hell, why did you pull my consciousness here?"
Galactus asked. The River Styx belonged to Lord of Hell Andrew Wang. Her sudden arrival here had to be his doing.
"So we could have a proper talk. Only here would we avoid attracting the attention of others."
Lord of Hell Andrew slowly emerged from the River Styx. He said, "Ganahta asked me to ask you: who exactly is her mother?"
As soon as he said that, the wariness on Galactus's face immediately vanished. She sighed. "I've told her many times that she doesn't have a mother, but unfortunately, she doesn't believe me."
"Did Ganahta jump out of a rock, then?"
Andrew asked with interest. Galactus glanced at him and coldly asked, "Why did you come looking for me?"
"Business."
Andrew shrugged and repeated his doubts. Galactus considered it before saying, "The rate at which I get hungry is indeed a little fast, but that isn't particularly strange. My body is rather unusual, and I can't control my digestion speed."
"I still think it's too much of a coincidence."
Andrew shook his head. "I'm a suspicious person. For something like this to happen at this time, I think someone is plotting against you. More accurately, they're plotting against Ganahta."
Galactus froze, then stared at Andrew. Andrew said irritably, "It wasn't me. Ganahta is my ally now. Why would I plot against her?"
"You mean Death?"
Galactus understood a little. Andrew nodded. "Ganahta told me that Death