The three-mouthed golden coffin gradually faded away.

The god of death did not move at all, just stood near the bridge railing, looking at the quietly flowing river, flowing endlessly, day and night.

This eternal scenery that is so monotonous that it is the ultimate has accompanied him through the long years.

Now, another millennium is coming, he is still the god of death, still standing here, like a statue of a god raised high.

It lasts forever, immortal for thousands of years...but there is no breath of life.

It's more like a dead person than a dead person.

The thick fog gradually dissipated, and an old man suddenly appeared on the bridge.

He was so surprised that he did not wear those strange religious costumes, but just wore a moon-white robe, sitting cross-legged, facing the Styx.

The old man was holding an elder fishing rod in his hand, as if he was fishing.

The elderberry pole has a long line and sinks to the bottom of the river. Every time it throws the pole, it arouses countless undead spirits.

A fisherman can catch anything except fish... This sentence also applies to the underworld.

The old man fished for a long time and suddenly said:

"Your finger bones are on that boy named Stark."

“Lavenclaw has been hiding for many years, and I have also searched for many years, and finally came to life.

Do you need it?"

The God of Death said with no slightness or no sternness, and he was wearing an old black robe, with his hands behind his back.

Through the robe, you can see your hands slightly exposed:

It was all white bones, and there was a piece of finger bone missing from the index finger of the right hand.

This finger bone was about to leave by the third of the three brothers and became the time ring in the Deathly Hallows.

The god of death could feel that his finger bones were close to him at this time, closer than ever before.

But unfortunately, there was Ravenclaw's magic on it, which cut off that connection.

She destroyed the bronze ring, but she did not destroy it all, retaining some of her abilities.

Just like what she did to the crown of wisdom.

A finger bone that cannot be repaired cannot be installed back on your hand. What's the use of taking it back?

While recalling the past, the god of death frowned, as if he remembered many heavy thoughts that were unbearable to mention.

The old man sat upright on the bridge, looking at the silent god of death, trying to guess what the god of death was thinking like countless times in the past.

Silence is the best rejection.

He had already figured out his mind and didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and changed the topic:

"Stark was heading for the golden coffin, and the direction he was headed for seemed to be the place where the undead rested."

He looked into the west and said, "Are you guided by the golden coffin to find Ravenclaw and the others?"

Although the old man has lived for many years, he has never been there.

He has always been on behalf of the God of Death, walking on earth, and is not very familiar with the matter at the end of the Styx.

I only know that... there were once powerful wizards who crossed the resting place and went to a farther world.

"They are not going to resting places," explained Death. "At the end of the Styx, there is a vortex from which you can go directly to the human world."

"There is still such a place?" the old man raised his eyebrows.

In his impression, there is only one way out of the underworld:

Follow the trial path of the three brothers and return again.

If you come in any other way, you can't go back the same way.

Unexpectedly, there is another exit in the underworld.

Over the years, Death has only had such an audience, and it is a little harder to speak, and he said softly:

"That exit did not form naturally, but I fought with Merlin and directly penetrated the Styx."

Pushing through the Styx River to create a channel connecting the world and the underworld... How terrible would that battle be?!

The old man stood there and sighed softly.

With the body of a mortal, he is comparable to a god... He deserves to be Merlin!

Death didn't have much emotion, but suddenly said in a deep voice:

"I'm very satisfied with that child. I've given him what you want."

The old man narrowed his eyes. Although the robe was generally calm, after a closer look, there were still ripples of excitement.

"Thank you so much." He calmed down and looked into the distance. After a while, he said:

"Are you not worried about one of your daughters going to kill another?"

"Aren't you?" said the god of death. "They are Elaine's sisters after all, you won't sit idly by, right?

Go and release Morgan, she has been locked up for 1,500 years.”

"I'll do my best...that's Merlin's magic." The old man smiled, pretended to be surprised, and asked tentatively:

"Have you found Grindelwald? He wandered in the underworld and didn't know what his goal was."

The god of death looked indifferent: "He is nothing."

That's nothing.

The old man frowned, with complex eyes, doubts, surprises, and finally he was surprised and made further confirmation.

Is the God of Death who is no longer omniscient and omnipotent? Is it still a God?

The old man covered up his emotions well. He gently swung the fishing rod with his arm, and suddenly a cabinet jumped out of the water and slammed heavily on the bridge.

Tom's...The Golden Ark of the Covenant.

The old man smiled knowingly, stood up behind him, picked up the cabinet, walked down the bridge, heading west, without looking back.

The back completely disappeared, and the god of death still did not move, just looking at the bright and dark river of Styx under his feet.

Like the borders of two countries, it is also like the separation of yin and yang.

Don't overtake any of them.

He suddenly laughed, his voice extremely desolate:

"Death, death...a dream of a desperate person!"

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After leaving the island of Death, the three golden coffins flowed all the way, basically without any danger.

The only thrilling place is that somewhere is a mountain and the mountains on both sides are confronting each other.

The cliffs are steep and are less than ten meters apart, shaped like a gateway, and the water is extremely turbulent.

After leaving the mountains, my vision suddenly became clear, and the river surface changed from narrow to wide, as if it was a different world, as if I had entered the world from the underworld.

But the water flow still did not slow down from rapidity, but became more and more turbulent.

Hermione stood on the golden coffin, holding a telescope and looking into the distance, suddenly shouting:

"William, it's a big waterfall!"

Yes, is it a waterfall or an endless waterfall.

The huge roar of water was like wind and thunder all over the sky.

This kind of sound can be easily heard from more than ten kilometers away.

The cliff stretches infinitely towards both sides, and the waves are like white rainbows across the river, covering the sky and the earth.

All the water of the Styx flows straight into the resting place from this waterfall, bringing the dead souls after death.

William stood at the bow of the boat, trying hard to control the golden coffin, floating towards one side.

In front of the end of the waterfall, the river surface was split, revealing a gap that reached 500 meters.

It seems like someone drew a gap between heaven and earth.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the magical horror in the chasm.

This is definitely a trace left by the battle.

Not only did it cut open the Styx, but it also penetrated the entrances to the underworld and the magic world.

It is hard to imagine how powerful wizards were caused by.

The golden coffin is slowly approaching. In addition, any undead will be torn apart by the fierce attack in an instant.

"Hide in the coffin, go in." William shouted.

All three golden coffins were covered with lids.

William and Hermione were lying in the same coffin, and they hugged each other tightly, feeling the sky was spinning like an earthquake.

After the golden coffin rotated in the vortex for a circle, it was completely swallowed by the black hole gap.

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Chapter completed!