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Chapter 373

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Darkness, nothingness, silence …

The astral world maintained its seemingly eternal theme song. However, a giant beast that sailed from afar broke the eternal silence of the astral world. It was a huge transparent worm with a body as large as a continent. There seemed to be a silver vortex spinning in its core.

Wherever it passed, it would leave traces of spatial folds. Every breath and movement it took would set off elemental waves that spanned millions of kilometers. Among the waves, meteorites would be born one after another. Along with the meteorites, there would also be special astral creatures.

Special energy creatures were born from this huge elemental tide. They only had weak intelligence and instinctively followed the footsteps of the chaos worm. There were also some special liquid life and gaseous life hidden between the meteorites of the astral world.

So when the chaos worm passed through the starry sky, it dragged a long elemental tide tail behind it. Groups of special astral creatures and astral world meteorites followed it, forming a special and beautiful scenery in the astral world.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a huge astral worm arrived here, but it stopped. Its whole body melted little by little, and the silver vortex inside exploded with light that swept everything around it.

An astral worm died slowly. Its original shell turned into layers of space folds, wrapping the inside to form a small bitwall. This astral worm that died before it matured actually formed a half bitwall.

The silver vortex inside the body of the astral worm quickly settled and condensed after the explosion, gradually forming a floating island in the half bitwall.

A special fluorescent creature was generated in the bitwall. It was like a huge silver veil that filled the bitwall, emitting a silver brilliance that illuminated the entire Half Bitwall. The long elemental tide tail that was originally dragged behind the astral worm followed closely behind and crashed into the bitwall of the Half Bitwall.

Groups of special energy creatures, liquid life, and gaseous life also rushed into the thin bitwall of the half bitwall. After floating for a long time, they fell into the interior of the half bitwall.

Lu Zhiyu appeared on the floating island of the half bitwall. Within the bitwall, such floating islands could be seen everywhere.

"In the long process of evolution, there were aberrations, and they took the wrong path?"

Lu Zhiyu walked in the half bitwall that had not yet fully evolved, observing everything here. He could see that the chaos worm was completely dead. It had not successfully evolved into a world, so it could not be reborn from the twilight of the world when the world was about to die. Its path had come to an end.

"The evolution of the Chaos Worm is also risky. If you want to stand out from it, it will take a long journey to evolve to the final stage, and all kinds of accidents may happen at any time."

"There's no sun, but there are special glowing creatures. It's quite an interesting demiplane."

After Lu Zhiyu examined it, he found that it was not because of external reasons, but because of internal reasons that caused the evolution of the chaos worm to fail. After all, the growth and maturity period of tens of thousands of years was too long for any life form.

That Half Bitwall seemed to be not far from Maria's World, and it was affected by Maria's World. It was gradually drawn closer to Maria's World.

This was the first naturally formed half bitwall in the astral world. More would appear in the future. Just as Lu Zhiyu had predicted, the astral world would become more and more lively.

— — —

In the northern part of the Kingdom of Mara, at the foot of the Andromeda Mountain, there was a small village on the Bright Plain, Iris Village.

Hundreds of years ago, even a thousand years ago, it was not called the Bright Plain, but the Rotten Swamp. However, as more and more people migrated here, after hundreds of years of governance, canals were dug, and the forest was cut down into fields.

It gradually became a natural granary of the Kingdom of Mara. The food produced on the entire Bright Plain fed half of the population of the Kingdom of Mara.

As the swamp was turned into fertile fields, the dark forest was cut down, and the light shrouded the place. At a glance, one could only see windmills and wheat fields swaying in the wind.

People gradually forgot the darkness and horror hidden in the Rotten Swamp. They forgot that it was once the place where the undead and the Necromancer wandered. They also forgot that the King of the Dead had once walked down from the Andromeda Mountain, and the army of the undead occupied the entire land. They named it the Bright Plain.

Iris Village was a remote village at the foot of the Andromeda Mountain. Looking up, one could see the graceful mountains and the snow-covered Andromeda Peak.

It was far away from the big cities and the core areas of the Kingdom of Mara. The nearest steam train station was three days' walk from Ollie City. There was only one road through the city, and there was only one steam bus every two days. There was no gas, no water supply, and no alchemy street lights.

The only magic crystal alchemy tools were the standard purification crystal tower and the alchemy mill. The purification crystal tower was used to control and purify all the farmland and land in Iris Village, ensuring that the entire village's crops were harvested. It was controlled by the village chief, and every year, there would be apprentice priests from the Church of Light coming to inspect it. The alchemy mill belonged to the family of Old Bri, who was a wealthy family in the village.

At night, it was dark here. The only entertainment was the magic radio that only some wealthy families had, which attracted the whole village to listen to.

"I want to go to the big city. I heard that girls in the big city can wear beautiful clothes and skirts, eat all kinds of delicious snacks and food, take a bus to school in the morning, and go to parties with friends at night. Wow!"

"I want to be a girl in the city!"

Alice often went to the forest of the Andromeda Mountain to collect firewood. She often sat under a tree stump and looked at the wheat fields at the foot of the mountain. Like all girls in the countryside, she imagined the princess-like life of a girl in the city.

She was a girl from a farmer's family at the foot of the mountain, but after her father passed away, she lived with her sister and brother-in-law. Her brother-in-law always looked at her strangely, especially when she gradually grew into a beautiful girl.

Originally, there were dangerous beasts, even magical beasts, and the undead in the Andromeda Mountain. However, with the fall of Adenos, the King of the Dead, the Faith of the Sun, the Church of Light, and the Kingdom of Mara had sent several priests and Holy Knights to clean up the entire Andromeda Mountain from top to bottom. They had wiped out all the existences related to Adenos and the undead, including ordinary magical beasts and beasts.

Therefore, it was rare to see any beasts here. It was a very safe area. The villagers and women in the village would often go up the mountain to pick wild fruits and firewood for cooking. After all, the village was not like the big cities, which used gas stoves for cooking.

"Ouch!"

When Alice stood up, a sharp branch under her foot accidentally cut a long wound on her foot. Suddenly, Alice squatted down in pain. Her blood flowed directly onto the entangled roots, flowing along the cracks into the interior.

Then, it soaked into the bottom of the roots of a corpse that seemed to have been sleeping for an unknown period of time. Blood dripped along the cracks into its eye sockets. It was a corpse that was holding a heavy black book. On the metal cover, there were a few large words stamped in gold: The Book of the Dead.

This was the legendary Book of the Dead that countless Necromancers were frantically searching for. The Faith of the Sun and the Church of Light wanted to destroy it. It recorded all of Adenos' top necromancy, as well as the legendary Song of the Dead, which caused the Disaster of the Dead.

"Drip!"

Like a drop of blood on the surface of water, it stirred up thousands of waves like gunpowder. Layers of black smoke rose from the ground, and the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. The Bright Plain under the sky lost its light and was shrouded in darkness.

In hell, there was a black-robed ferryman on the Boat of the Soul, who was guiding the passing souls along the Styx River. In the dark waves of the Styx River, there was an endless number of souls struggling in the river. The Boat of the Soul quietly passed through, and no soul dared to look directly at the ferryman and the lights on the boat.

At this moment, the expressionless ferryman suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky of hell. His eyes seemed to penetrate the sun of the underworld, through the nine layers of hell, and see the earth of the world.

Adenos did not know how long he had been sleeping, nor did he know how many souls he had guided above the Styx River. At this moment, he recalled all of his memories, his previous life, his previous life, his teacher Frank, and Edward.

He was the prince of the Kingdom of Mara, the first Necromancer, and the king of the undead.

He seemed to see the sunshine of the world, so bright and beautiful. Adenos was so excited that he could not control himself. His whole body was burning with the flames of the undead, and the bandages on his body were all burning in an instant, igniting the entire Styx River.

The entire river of undead was swallowed by the flames of the undead, and Adenos was turned into ashes in the flames. In this fire, he was free from the shackles of the Styx River, the shackles of hell, and his identity as a ferryman.

Quickly, groups of Death Messengers with Scythes of Souls arrived here, and then a huge Divine Shadow floated up from the deepest part of hell, looking at the Boat of the Soul and the fire above the Styx River.

"Suicide?"

Before Cetisius became the Deputy King of the Underworld, the ferryman of the Styx River had already begun to guide souls here. Even when he first went to the Underworld to meet the God of Death, it was this ferryman who personally guided him. At that time, the ferryman of the Styx River had left a deep impression in his heart.

No one knew his identity and origin, and at this moment, he suddenly burned himself to death, which made Cetisius even more puzzled. However, after the flames of the undead were extinguished, no more information about the ferryman of the Styx River could be found. There was no detailed record of his origin in Cetisius's Book of Death. He only knew that this was a ferryman who was punished by the gods to stay on the Styx River forever, and could not have any memories.

"Perhaps at some point, he suddenly woke up, and in the face of this desperate situation, chose to self-destruct!"

"But what should I do without the Soul Ferryman? Some important souls and existences still need to be guided by him! "

Cetisius flipped through the Book of Death, and then ticked off one of the names with a quill. "I'll choose you! Lynn Ahenaten! "

"The next ferryman of the Styx River!"

Lynn Ahenaten, who was sealed in the deepest part of the Underworld, became the master of the Styx River under the lock of the rules of hell. At the same time, all his memories were washed away, and like his predecessor, he stood on the Boat of the Soul.

Lynn Ahenaten wore a black robe, looked into the distance, and was at a loss. After a long time, as if by instinct, he drove the Boat of the Soul to the Gates of Hell.

There, a new batch of souls arrived, and he needed to guide them. That was his duty as the master of the Styx River and the ferryman.

Cetisius nodded with satisfaction, and watched Lynn Ahenaten go away. He returned to the Temple of Death and began his complicated and repetitive work. The groups of Death Messengers gathered around the Styx River also dispersed in an instant.

At the foot of the Andromeda Mountain, an ancient undead holding the Book of the Dead Souls, the green flames in its eyes burst, and it suddenly climbed up.

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