Chapter 12: Hell Ferryman

Hell is not something that people live in...

When he stepped into it, Zhang Shen couldn't help but be surprised. In his imagination, this should be a dark place similar to the underground world, but it turned out like the legend of the mortal world. There were red magma everywhere. Mountains that looked more like stone pillars rose from the magma. There were many trees, and there were bright red magma below. Countless souls were tragic in the magma. They were all tied up by black chains and could not move, so they could only endure the pain of burning magma.

Everything in sight is like a combination of stone forests and magma lakes, coupled with the dark clouds and mist formed by the thick dead-sleeping in the air, as well as countless silent sorrows and struggling souls, forming the scene of hell that Zhang Shen saw.

Zhang Shen walked out of the cave where Minos was. He was standing at the entrance of the cave. The cave where he was was located was located on a cliff. There were no world or ground. Upwards were thick dark clouds and downwards were red magma, but there was no road.

He didn't expect to fly over directly. It was a way out for death.

In hell, flying is a "privilege" that is only in the hands of a few people, such as Hades, his wife Persephone, and a few others.

What should the rest do?

The answer is revealed soon.

Zhang Shen waited for a short time and saw a canoe-like boat emerging from behind several thick stone pillars. The man in the black robe who was driving the boat slowly rowing the slurry and coming towards this side.

As the distance was closer, the whole picture of the boatman also entered Zhang Guan's line of sight. It was a very ugly guy, with protruding eyes, fat nose, and sharp ears. At first glance, it looked like an enlarged and fattening version of a goblin, but his hands stretched under his robe looked like dry branches, and were covered with black patches, which was even more disgusting than a goblin.

This is a hell ferryer, a species produced under the unique geographical environment and laws of hell. The only purpose of its existence is to ferry and act as a boatman or "bus" driver.

The wooden boat with a lifelike torture face carved on the surface was docked. Zhang Shen was about to board the ship, but was stopped by the ferrymen.

He stretched his hand that looked like a chicken's feet to Zhang Shen, with his palm facing upwards, and his meaning was very clear.

"Try money?"

The ferryman nodded, and his heavily raised eyes actually glanced across his greedy eyes. God knows what they want to do.

Zhang Shen is not a stingy person. Without saying a word, he took out a handful of gold and silver coins (the currency of this world), and there were also a few precious gems, shining brightly, enough to blind people's dog eyes.

Unexpectedly, the ferryer showed an angry expression, slapped his hands, gold, silver and gems scattered all over the ground, and then rolled into the magma ocean below, and instantly vaporized.

Zhang Shen still didn't understand that he had made a mistake. He did not accept the currency of the world in the emotional hell, but had his own currency system. "That bastard Minos didn't even tell me..."

The embarrassment and entanglement of the person in front of him could naturally sense it, and he was angry.

There is an unwritten rule for ferrymen. If a ferryman cannot afford the ship, he must pay his soul as the price!

This rule has been passed down in hell for thousands of years and has existed since the emergence of hell-formed ferrymen. However, as an outsider, no one has informed Zhang Shen, which is very "rare" to violate this taboo.

The ferryman turned his back instantly, stretched his fingernails and grabbed Zhang Shen with one claw.

It was because he was in the wrong, but Zhang Shen shook his body and took a few steps back to avoid it. He made a brain teaser thinking about how to calm the misunderstanding, but he found that the ferryman exuded a strong desire for "self", a nearly greedy desire.

A flash of inspiration, he probably understood the reason.

What the ferryer desires is his soul! In this way, the shipment he asked for before was also something condensed by soul or soul power.

"Since that's the case, it's no wonder I'm not." A cold light flashed in Zhang Shen's eyes, and the petrified snake pupils reappeared, and dozens of yellow-brown rays shot out, and the lightning was too fast to cover the ears, and the point fell on the vital points of the joints around the ferryer.

More than 60% of the ferrymen's body was instantly petrified and could not move any longer, so they could only shoot fierce gazes at Zhang Shen in vain.

"It was my mistake, let you go." Zhang Shen pulled up most of the petrified ferryman and placed it in the stone cave where he was. He occupied the magpie's nest and snatched his wooden boat. With a long pole, the wooden boat started swaying and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

Zhang Shen didn't know that the ferrymen were a vengeful but extremely united race. If they had a fight together, even Hades would have a headache.

"Watching" Zhang Shen, a guy who broke the rules and forced himself to rob his wooden boat, left. The ferryman's rigid muscles twisted into a face of viciousness and hatred. He used the unique communication method of the ferryman race to inform other tribesmen of his miserable experiences, and also "uploaded" Zhang Shen's appearance so that every tribe can recognize this person as soon as possible and avenge him.

In this way, without knowing it, Zhang Shen had offended the power second only to Pluto in hell to death.

Just as the ferrymen were looking for him all over the sky, Zhang Shen was wandering around.

That's right, it's just a random trip. Without a map, you can only take your luck.

Hell was not as deserted as he felt at first sight. During the wandering, he saw several ancient castles of different styles from afar, built on the top of a huge stone pillar that could be called a mountain peak. Judging from the aura it emits, they all have divine natures that are the same as the power of the God of War. Obviously, the gods living in it were gods, the gods of hell.

With the idea that it is better to have less than more things, Zhang Shen just looked around from a distance and did not get close.

Hell is extremely vast, but there are also many ferrymen. If you walk too much at night, you will always meet ghosts. Zhang is finally met by another ferryman.

"It's you again? No! Although they look similar, there are still some slight differences." After meeting the ferryman, Zhang Shen was shocked.

Before he could move, the ferryman rushed towards him faster, with a fierce momentum. The light in the latter's eyes was very familiar, and it was the same greed for the soul.

A powerful and delicious soul that can drive any ferryman crazy.

Zhang Shen couldn't help but show a cruel sneer: "You have too much appetite, but you will be able to die." As he said that, several petrified rays shot out and landed on the ferryman's arms.

The gray spread, and in the blink of an eye, his arms, which had a pair of chicken feet, were completely petrified and turned into a solid rock, and could no longer hold on to the long pole.

Losing power, the wooden boat is spinning in place, making it difficult to make progress.

What made Zhang Shen speechless was that the ferryman could not get close to him, let alone capture his soul. The greed in his eyes did not decrease, but instead increased and became even worse.

Zhang Shen recalled the taste and suddenly realized: "The thing about emotions is not a creature, but something like a puppet. No wonder it is so dull and mechanical."

I understand, all the anger and discomfort disappeared in an instant - why are you angry with the mechanical puppet?

With a self-deprecating smile, Zhang Shen continued to move forward in a rough direction. In his senses, there was some extremely powerful and profound force in this direction. Although it was not sure that it was Taltalos, it would be okay to look at it with no loops.

Soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

In just one day, they were attacked by seven ferrymen one after another!

Moreover, the interval time is still decreasing, and the frequency of attacks is increasing.

Obviously, I have been exposed that this inexplicable enemy has a perfect search and contact network, and with the advantage of familiar terrain, I weave a large net and gradually approach myself.

He swung a completely petrified ferryman into pieces and fell into the eternal sea of ​​magma below. Seeing him disappearing, the evil spirit in Zhang Shen's eyes gradually disappeared.

The repeated pursuits have exhausted Zhang Shen's patience and turned into a cold murderous intent. He no longer held back and killed each other.

The ferrymen have not yet shown the means of long-range attacks, and Zhang Shen's petrified rays are short- and medium-range attacks. Often, they are almost petrified before they get close, and they cannot cause any damage to Zhang Shen at all. They are useless except for giving away heads.

Zhang Shen quickly realized the true power of the ferryman after saying anything.

When they arrived at a relatively "dense" stone forest, five ferrymen suddenly rushed out from behind the hiding stone pillars. The long pole quickly rowed. The wooden boat seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and rushed towards Zhang Shen at a speed of 70 yards.

In a flash, the wooden boat was approaching, and the five ferocious faces and fierce eyes were clearly visible.

Zhang Shen was unwilling to use the power of the God of War or the gate of truth that might attract the attention of Hell Gods such as Hades, and still used petrified power to fight against the enemy.

The snake's pupils emerged, and as the pupils opened and closed, more than a dozen yellow-brown rays scattered towards the five ferrymen.

Who knew that the ferryman had learned his lesson.

The wooden boat under their feet suddenly moved up or down a little, originally pointing to their arms and joints, and the rays of their heads instantly strayed and fell on their strange black robes, which only made their movements slightly stop and no more achievements.

Zhang Shen was stunned, and in a flash, another wave of petrified rays was emitted, faster and more urgent. The three ferrymen were avoided and were completely petrified, and they were planted into the magma ocean below, and the smoke disappeared.

Two other ferrymen who were not fatally attacked approached Zhang Shen.

They stretched out their claws and grabbed them hard.

Kick!

Zhang Shen's arms covered with a layer of gray rock, as if a pair of rock giants' arms grew. This is another way to use Medusa's petrochemical ability. Compared with Medusa's petrochemical ability obtained because of curses, Zhang Shen, who has completely analyzed the truth law of "petrochemical", is undoubtedly more flexible and changeable in how he uses it.

With his fists swung, Zhang Shen blasted towards the attacking claws.

Who knows-

The ferryman's sharp claws, which were close to him, were like flowers in the moon water in the well. His fist actually penetrated through it and did not touch the entity at all!

The Ferryer is a special race derived from the laws of the world combined with the special geography of hell. Its strength does not lie in combat, otherwise the gods of hell such as Hades would not be afraid of headaches.

Zhang Guan saw the soul powers of the Ferryman clan.

When he felt something was wrong and wanted to retract the force, the invisible ripples rolled out from the seriously protruding eyes of the two ferrymen, covering Zhang Shen.

puff!

The soul was hit by a strange force, and Zhang Shen immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

【PS: The old book that was sealed has been restored, wow, it's so cool]

【PS: Recommend a movie "This Man from Earth", a small-budget science fiction film, a great movie that makes people amazing; also recommend a book I am reading, Michael Sandel's "Justice", worth watching]
Chapter completed!