() The corpse floating in the river lay upright on the river beach. The surface of the body was covered with red bleeding spots, which were densely packed like a patient suffering from urticaria allergy. The bluish-white skin seemed to be penetrated by tight drums.

Through the swollen and white skin, you can see the shriveled blood vessels crisscrossing it.

There is no doubt that they are victims of drowning. Their faces are so swollen that it is difficult to see the specific appearance of their facial features. The conjunctiva of their eyes are heavily congested, making them look like they are crying with blood. Pink slowly flows from their mouths and noses.

The bloody foam made them look particularly miserable.

The blurry light emitted from the bow of the ship hit the skin of the three people, reflecting an icy and moist chill. The unique smoothness of the dead body made people shiver, just like the feeling of pinching a dead squid with a little force.

Squeeze out the juice.

"Outsiders, who are you?" Akeron asked coldly, with an extremely unfriendly attitude. He still had no intention of sitting up straight, lying lazily on the rotting hull. The fluffy skin tightly wrapped him

The coat woven with black crow feathers was mixed with the black velvet, making Akeron's pale face look even paler.

Wang Hu smiled coldly, "My name is Wang Hu." As he spoke, his tone became calm and stiff. The words almost jumped out of his throat, and each word was clearly defined. His eyes did not stay.

On Akeron, he looked back and forth at the rotten ship with extremely gorgeous and extravagant decorations.

Legend has it that at the entrance to the underworld, there are several rivers of the underworld. The first one is called the River of Sorrow and Resentment, also known as the River of Feathers. Even feathers will sink here. It is difficult for the dead to cross. People can only rely on the River Styx to ferry people.

Only by defeating Rong can one enter the underworld smoothly. The endless flow of the Yuchen River has the effect of polluting the soul. It can make the living become like the dead, as cold and lifeless as the resentful spirits who died in vain.

The information provided by the system mission has a very important point. To cross the Yuchen River, you must pay Akeron a "crossing fee!"

Acheron laughed a few times, and his dry smile was like the crow's crow in the middle of the night. He stretched out his pale and dry palm from the black feathers and patted the rotting ship. Wang Hu's disrespect did not make him angry, but instead

I find it a bit funny. "Everyone who comes here is a ghost who died in the world. But recently, there are some living people haunting the banks of the Yuchen River. Their reasons are the same as yours, they are all looking for Lord Ragnaros.

."

Wang Hu followed with a few dry laughs. The battle axes and molten iron standing in front were like a steel jungle full of thorns. Their master stared at Wang Hu with lifeless eyes. As long as he took a step forward, he would pay the price in blood.

.This unfriendly atmosphere did not scare Wang Hu.

"Yes, respected Lord Acheron. We are looking for clues about our relatives. As a knight canonized by my family, I have the obligation to find my relatives who are lost in the Blackstone Abyss."

Catalina, who was on full alert, heard Wang Hu's words and couldn't help turning her head to look at him. A certain emotion in her black pupils was clashing with the cold gaze. These words softened the cold lines on Catalina's face.

stand up.

"Oh?" Akeron looked at Wang Hu with more attention. His eyes looked back and forth like knives. The black eyebrows above his playful eyes sank. His thin lips were not bloody at all, and he yawned lightly.

Revealing rotten gums and dissatisfied teeth with black scars. "Everyone who comes here is looking for the long-dead ghosts. I really don't understand why you are doing this?"

"Dear Sir!" Wang Hu bowed slightly and replied. "Your reputation has spread throughout the continent. Countless temples have been built to worship your statues. Everyone knows that you are the ferryman who enters the passage to the underworld and is the last...

See the gods of your loved ones. Devout believers pray day and night, hoping that you can safely deliver the deceased to the other side of the world."

"Ha!" Someone actually sacrificed me, which greatly satisfied Acheron's vanity. Although he is a long-standing god on the continent, dealing with death makes everyone avoid it. He slowly sat up straight

Xin's long upper body was very thin, and her frail body was tightly wrapped in crow feathers, making her look even more frail.

His face was very dark and deep, and the deathly energy surrounding him made the temperature drop a few points out of thin air. Akeron stared at Wang Hu, his face showing no kindness at all.

"Ever since the fire demon Ragnaros occupied the Burning Valley and killed the God of Death, I have been freed from the arduous task of ferrying the undead. You can go back and tell those believers not to waste their efforts. The great Acheron is not

If you need their offerings, you should pray to other gods."

Wang Hu had his arms crossed and his fingers were playing with the handle of the kukri. While looking at Akeron with interest, he was thinking about the question in his mind. It was impossible to tell from Wang Hu what he was thinking, he was just calm.

Standing there, the pebbles on the soles of the shoes kept making a fine grinding sound as they were being squeezed and stepped on, which was particularly harsh.

"It seems that you have surrendered at the feet of Ragnaros!" Wang Hu suddenly asked!

These words were like a sharp sewing needle piercing Acheron's heart. He roared, "Who told you that I surrendered at the feet of that fool, the shameless thief?" Wang Hu's words angered the ferryman of the Styx, and he

The anger infected the Death Eaters. The large group of dwarves became restless, looking at Acheron eagerly with lifeless eyes, and a low roar rumbled from their chests.

Akeron's anger did not frighten Wang Hu. He grinned his lips, revealing two rows of white teeth, and took two steps forward calmly. The nearest ax was pressed against his chest, and the ax blade was mottled and dark.

The red rust flashed ferociously. "Then let us pass. Since you have not surrendered at the feet of Ragnaros, don't block our progress!"

Wang Hu's unkind words angered Akeron even more. He waved his hand, and the clothes made of crow down immediately rolled up into large black waves. The dwarves swarmed up and surrounded them. These Death Eaters were wearing rags.

The clothes, armor, and weapons were covered with traces of rust. The grease dripping from the hair spattered on the rotten clothing, and the fine diamonds on the iron ring that gathered the hair sparkled.

"If you want to cross the river of sorrow and resentment, you must pay the price!" Akeron yelled angrily.

Wang Hu spat on the ground and raised his kukri, "Tell me, how much do you want?"

"Money?" Akeron stood up and looked at Wang Hu condescendingly. His sharp eyes seemed to want to carve out a piece of flesh from him. "What do you mean? Gold or gems?" Akeron suddenly laughed loudly.

, as if he heard something extremely funny, he held his stomach and the feathers all over his body kept shaking, "What is the use of such things in the underworld? I can fish up several tons of these things from the bottom of the Yuchen River.

."

Suddenly Akeron stopped laughing and said sternly, "I want him!"

Everyone's eyes followed Akeron's fingers and looked back. The pale-faced Slan shuddered and said in disbelief, "Me?"

Silan asked with a trembling voice, "Why me?"

Akeron smiled sadly, "It's you, I want to keep you as a toy. At the same time..." He said to Wang Hu, "This is also a test for you. You can cross the Yuchen River if you abandon your companions.

!This is your payment!”

This is a game recently "invented" by Acheron, a game to tease these intruders. Here, the intruders will be tested, and their future will also be determined. Acheron, standing on the deck, seems to have forgotten

Amid the tense atmosphere, he stared at the trembling Slan. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips. The pale tongue coating exposed his inner thoughts. No matter what choices these people made, he would not let these intruders

The entrants crossed the Yuchen River. If they did not do so, they would not be able to set foot on the boat. If they did, Acheron could exploit the resentment of the outcasts... and throw the remaining people into the Yuchen River.

Akeron became excited, appearing nervous and interested. He was already familiar with such a scene, and knew that this activity was very cruel and could be very bloody.

No one would be willing to be left as a toy, so that the intruders would break out into internal strife without even having to take action!

Wang Hu's eyes flickered like a fast-running hard drive light. The shallow lines on his forehead were crowded together. His eyes wandered back and forth over the scattered pieces of meat on the ground and the drowned corpses.

"Sir!" Silan shouted eagerly. He was deeply afraid that Wang Hu would agree to Akeron's conditions. He had no ability to stop others from making such a decision!

Katarina was indifferent to communication, but she did not expect that Wang Hu would negotiate such a result. Silan's performance along the way was remarkable. There is no doubt that this magician is an excellent soldier. Losing him would be a great blow to Noxar.

It felt like losing a valuable asset to Sri Lanka, but if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to find his father and Taryn.

The hesitation in his heart caused Katarina's face to change, which made Silan even more frightened. His fingers that clenched the wand looked even paler due to the exertion.

"! You fucking stinky shit!" The pistol suddenly burst out with a curse word. His thin and strong body trembled with excitement, and he cursed fiercely. His thin chin protruded forward, and the scars on his shoulders were distorted.

Fierce and evil! The pistol squeezed out of the crowd. Every direct look and every step forward was an offense to Acheron. He roared categorically, "Don't want us to abandon our companions!"

Wang Hu shrugged, "Lord Akeron, I think you have heard the answer!" As he said that, he clenched his fist and gave it a hard punch!

This burly guy moved very quickly. Before Akeron could see clearly, his hammer-like iron fist had already hit the chin of the nearest dwarf, a beautiful uppercut!

The dwarf was suddenly thrown into the air, and his jaw was shattered by the violent force, spilling large amounts of magma as hot as blood.

"Oh my god, his head is broken!" Akeron yelled nervously.

Wang Hu laughed wildly and said, "These Death Eaters are too fragile!"

Acheron said angrily, "You can't get on the ship without my permission!"

Wang Hu retorted with a grim smile, "Who the hell said we were going to get on the boat?"
Chapter completed!