Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 209: As soon as the money is available, I will stand with you

There are five Styx rivers connecting the underworld, namely Acheron, Cocytus, Phlegsan, Styx and Lethe.

According to the normal order, the dead need to pass through the Acheron River, the Cocutos River, the Phlegsan River, the Styx River and the Lethe River in order to finally reach the Field of Truth.

In the process, the souls of the dead cried bitterly in the Acheron River because they could not accept their own death, lamented in the Cocutos River because of recalling the past, and then purified their souls in the Phlegsan River of Fire, and took Charon's boat to ferry them all the way. Cross the Styx River.

 Finally, the souls of the dead drink the water of the Let River after reaching the Let River, forget about this life, and step into the "Field of Truth".

There, three judges, Rhadamandis, Minos, and Aiagos, will decide where the soul should go:

 Those who are kind and morally upright will be allowed to enter the Elysium, the Elysee;

Those who do evil in the world must go to the **** where evildoers are imprisoned and punished, and receive severe punishment, namely Tartarus.

Most of the souls who have neither great evil nor great good are left in this plain full of daffodils. They will either wander around in confusion in the future, or welcome the new life that will come later.

 In order to facilitate the management of the entire underworld, the three areas are isolated by the Flegesang Fire River.

Charon's ferries are one of the few means of transportation that can travel across different areas.

 The more important thing is that this guy only cares about money.

 —As long as the money is in place, it doesn’t matter whether the person you came to is a human being or a ghost, you will be delivered as you wish.

At this moment, Lorne could really feel the superb professional ethics of this Styx God.

Due to the addition of the living, his ship became unstable due to the weight of the law of life. After the undead lost in the Styx smelled the scent of the living, they set off layers of waves, attacking Lorne and Thera on the ship. Tisi swept through, trying to taste the fresh taste of life, or seize their beautiful bodies.

Charon, who was standing on the bow of the ship, without changing his expression, put the long pole in his hand into the Styx and stirred it. The power vibrated in the burning Styx water, forming ripples that crushed the undead with twisted faces into pieces. The rocking ferry moved steadily.

　Judging from his skillful movements, it was obviously not the first time this old man had done something similar.

Soon, under the extradition of this professional leader, everyone followed the Flegesang Fire River and successfully reached the border of Tartarus.

“When we reach the fork in the road, tell me again what you promised me before.”

Following the sound of the urn, Charon stopped the long pole, turned his head, and looked at Sisyphus at the stern of the boat with an expressionless face.

 Professional fraudsters complain about this.

 The fork in front is a part of the Styx River, the so-called "Oath Keeping River".

The oaths sworn in the name of the Styx River are extremely sacred. Any human who violates this oath will often be swallowed by the water of the Styx River after death, and then suffer eternity in the icy River Styx. Punishment.

Most of the painful and floating undead they saw in the River Styx came from here.

 Furthermore, with the successive inauguration of the three great judges, the divine power of the underworld has been increasingly consolidated.

 Even if the gods break the oath sworn in the name of the Styx River, they will suffer backlash.

However, compared to these weak humans, the binding force on the gods is much lighter, and the price is often just a year of coma.

 At this time, seeing Sisyphus being silent, Charon's face couldn't help but darken.

 “You want to go back on your word?”

“Don’t worry, as long as you can escape from the underworld, my friend will do anything!”

Lorne swore a guarantee and at the same time looked at each other and Thetis stepped forward in a tacit understanding, holding Sisyphus firmly.

The professional fraudster who was wrapped into a sandwich biscuit saw that he could not escape, so he could only cry and repeat the promise he made on the shore to the Styx River flowing under the boat.

Thirty gold Zeus blessed by faith, two major sacrifices, to be honest, although the price was expensive, it was not enough to make him bankrupt.

Compared to the loss of property, what really made Sisyphus unacceptable was the psychological gap.

I think back then, he was a ruthless character who kidnapped the God of Death and deceived Hades. Even Hades couldn't get the promised sacrifice from him, so he could only keep him in Tartarus. He was incompetent. furious.

How come the boat passed through strong winds and waves and finally capsized in this small ditch?

As the last oath was absorbed by the Styx River, Charon was satisfied and inserted the long pole into the water, causing the ferry to sail into the tributary of the Styx River.

It seems that because they were separated from the dangerous environment of Tartarus, the surrounding scenery gradually became lively. Plants such as narcissus, pomegranate, and myrrh on the plains not only did not wither due to the infection of death, but instead grew extremely densely.

On both sides of the river, a strange plant with upright ribs, thick hairs, pinnately split leaves, and toothed edges is connected together, and its purple-red or pink flowers are in full bloom.

What's even more stunning is a kind of golden-black flower. When the air blows, the flowers dance gracefully, as if there are faint stars twinkling in them, which is so beautiful.

After Thetis looked carefully, she suddenly discovered that it was not a flower, but a huge golden-black butterfly about ten centimeters in length. It was parked on the plant and slightly flapped its wings on both sides, forming a similar shape. The illusion of flowers.

As if feeling the gaze, the golden and black butterflies among the flowers flew up, like the light of the dancing stars in the night, and fell towards the goddess on the boat.

so beautiful…

Women's natural pursuit of beauty made Thetis's eyes a little blurry. She subconsciously reached out to touch the cute elves falling towards her, adding some bright colors to this dark journey to the underworld.

 “Don’t touch!”

However, just when Thetis' lightly folded palms were about to touch this beautiful butterfly, a thunderous roar came to her ears, and her ivory-like wrist was violently pulled back.

Immediately afterwards, the slender five fingers on one side outlined several Hermes text in the air as fast as lightning, and then shot forward, colliding with several golden and black butterflies fluttering their wings.

 “Bang bang bang bang!”

The beautiful butterflies struggling in mid-air exploded with a bang, and the scattered phosphorus powder shone like stardust, bringing a fragile and elegant beauty, like the grotesque colors in a dream.

As the phosphorus powder floats in the wind, the rich floral fragrance hits your nose, and the pleasant fragrance also brings some kind of mental relaxation and pleasure.

Unconsciously, Sisyphus was lying on the deck at the stern of the ship, soundly asleep, with a satisfied and relaxed smile on his face. But he was on the way to escape. How could he sleep?

At this moment, Thetis no longer had the previous appreciation and comfort. Instead, she stood behind Lorne with a fearful look on her face, looking warily at the golden and black butterflies dancing in the flowers on both sides of the river bank.

 This is the underworld, how can there be ordinary creatures?

 It is impossible for me to be so careless in an environment where I am aware of the dangers.

 So, that thing still has the ability to confuse people's minds!

 “It’s the underworld butterfly!”

Lorne gave the answer in a low and cold voice. His purple eyes looked at the plants on both sides of the river, and the potion knowledge in his mind automatically compared with it.

Poppy and valerian…

　　The ancient Greeks praised valerian as the "divine grass" and the "sleeping grass", and poppy also has similar effects.

 They, like Hades butterflies, are symbols of a certain **** in the underworld.

Lorne glanced at the golden and black Hades butterflies swarming on both sides of the river bank, then flew up with one foot and kicked Sisyphus unceremoniously.

 “Wake up, your old enemy is catching up!”

As the hot divine power mixed with the purifying power of [Fire] crashed into his body, Sisyphus jumped up from the deck screaming like a monkey whose **** was burned.

Sisyphus's face changed drastically when he saw thousands of Hades butterflies flying from both sides of the river towards the broken boat they were riding on.

 “Hypnos!”

 “Damn it, have you messed with the God of Sleep?”

At the same time, Charon also realized that this stowaway was different from the past. He seemed to be involved in some big trouble, and he immediately turned against him.

 “No, I can’t get out of this boat!”

 He just wanted to make some money, but the other side wanted his life.

 “I’ll triple the money! He’ll pay!”

Under Lorne's "kind" eyes, Sisyphus, who was "kindly" clasping his shoulders, could only nod sadly and indignantly.

 However, Charon shook his head firmly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

 “Not even ten times, they will kill me!”

 “Twenty times plus a statue!”

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Charon took a breath, his throat was dry and squirming, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence.

 “It’s not about money…”

 “Thirty times, any more will knock you down!”

Sisyphus was almost moved to tears when he heard the inhumane price increase.

 Because, the person calling the price is the other party, but he is the one paying the bill.

If the ticket just now was just a small loss, now this time it is really a loss.

However, before the suffering master could raise any objections, after hearing the final price offered by his employer, the God of Styx completely threw away his fear of his peers and the rules of Hades, and nodded excitedly.

"make a deal!"

Immediately, Charon looked eagerly at the generous sponsor on the boat, and took the initiative to rub his hands and ask. There was actually a trace of human flattery on the old face whose expression had not changed for thousands of years.

 “Where do you want to go? Tell me!”

 “The field of truth.”

"good!"

Charon agreed decisively, then picked up the long pole, swung it vigorously in the water of the Styx, and carried the three stowaways across the river banks covered with valerian and poppies on both sides like lightning.

 “Huh, stubborn!”

However, the next moment, accompanied by a cold scolding, countless golden and black underworld butterflies met on the river, and a figure with blond hair and golden eyes gathered into outline and slowly raised his arm.

In an instant, the dancing golden-black butterfly turned into a 100-meter giant sword with cold light.

—Dreams come to you in vain, and fantasies materialize.

 Transform your thoughts into concrete things by using your power. This is the sleeping god's fighting method.

Hypnos dropped his arm with a hundred-meter giant sword, wrapped in an icy edge, and slashed horizontally at the ferry that was speeding through the water.

 (End of this chapter)