Chapter 243 The Divinity of Styx

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

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 River Styx will sink, and it is impossible to swim across it."

"Only Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, can send us to the other side."

"But he wants to charge a silver coin as a fee, 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 when it was first entered.

Therefore, these wandering poor ghosts are 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, nobles, and some ragged people also followed.

Suddenly, the ship became unstable and began to rock.

Everyone on the boat was frightened and yelled angrily to kick those poor guys off.

Those poor ghosts cried and begged and looked at Kumail: "Don't drive us down, we are slaves who were sacrificed for burial, 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 him, he would not waste it like this.

Because he still needs to bribe the judge to atone for his crime. Who knows how serious his crime is? If he spends too much money on the boat and not enough money on the trial, wouldn’t it be over? He doesn’t want to go to Tarta

Ross Abyss.

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 in the grave?

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 out 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 very angry: "What about us!"

"There are too many of you, so let's 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 quickly..."

"That guy is right on the shore. You must not fall into his hands. You won't be afraid of him when you 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: "Oriental, 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 still 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.

The funerary objects will not enter the underworld and are still buried in the human world, but this is a necessary medium. Without gold and silver for burial, the poor man will not be able to gather the currency of the underworld no matter how many beliefs he has.

"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 funeral objects, unable to 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 burst 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! A joke!" God Charon refused without hesitation, and when he saw Yan Nu's unkind expression, he hurriedly pushed the boat and sailed away.

Suddenly the ship flew by 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 there is no benefit, wouldn't he be a servant of mankind? What's the difference between working tirelessly and constantly ferrying people around and falling into hell?

Secondly, this money does not belong to him as a god, 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 up by 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, it could be lured directly to the underworld. However, the Yan slave died of "natural death" and his life span was exhausted. In this way, he fell at the entrance to the underworld.

Anyway, Judgment of Nirvana is just the final killing move. So Pluto asked Charon to pick him up, but he actually wanted to wait until he got to the middle 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, he will 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.
To be continued...