Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

On the small boat, several mages were still chatting happily.

Murphy walked out and stood at the bow of the boat looking at the gloomy sky in the distance.He saw the wilderness of souls, those wandering souls wandering aimlessly like shadows of clouds.

In the farthest distance, a huge and profound magical aura is constantly operating.

"Reincarnation..." Murphy murmured.

Beside him, the Styx ferryman who was silently holding his oars suddenly spoke.

The voice was deep and magnetic, and said: "That is the melting pot of souls. After most mortals die, the dead spirits will wander in the wilderness of souls. If they are not taken to the Kingdom of God by the gods or taken away by demons, they will come to you." In the melting pot of souls, memories, good and evil, and everything in life are washed away, and after 500 years, they return to life in the mortal world."

Murphy leaned on the side of the boat, smiled, and said: "More than 100 years ago, I thought I would end my life in an ordinary way. At that time, I thought, if I walked on the wilderness of soul, no god would be willing to come Take me away."

"Your Excellency Yaori was joking," said the ferryman.

The small boat drifted on the Styx River, and quietly came to the shore of the wilderness of the soul.

Attracted by the smell of life, many twisted creations now gather on the river bank.An abyss worm mother was also there, with thousands of abyss worms hanging on her body, and they all liked to eat living people.

The Styx ferryman stood on the boat, lifted the paddle up from the water, and punched it on the board.The slight movement suddenly seemed to wake up those monsters, and the latter fled away in a panic.

The mages looked at the ferryman in amazement, they didn't understand this position in the abyss.

Murphy's expression changed a little. He stepped off the boat and ordered lightly: "Let's go, go to the furnace to collect samples, and go back before dark."

The trip went very smoothly, without any monsters interfering.

The mages succeeded in their purpose, and returned to the river bank.Surprisingly, the Styx ferryman still stood quietly, like a deep shadow, almost merging into the turbulent Styx.

Several mages boarded the boat, talking and laughing: "The ferryman is very dedicated, and he is responsible for transporting it back and forth."

Murphy walked to the bow again and said, "It is said that in the Kingdom of the God of Death, the most prosperous city is called 'Vilkefors', which means 'place of repentance' in Elven language. However, I I think it’s just that the syllables are exactly the same.”

The Styx ferryman raised his head slightly, and controlled the boat across the gloomy river.

He said: "Your Excellency Yaori's knowledge is quite profound. I heard that you have traveled in the star realm for many years, and you must have been to many places."

"But I've never been to the abyss, it's too ugly here." Murphy smiled, "After staying in the place of the elves for a long time, even the aesthetics have improved accordingly. This abyss is so barren and ugly, if it really makes those cleanliness If the elves settle in, I'm afraid they will go crazy."

"Beauty and ugliness have no meaning at all." The ferryman said softly, "There is no living person like you here, and no one cares whether it looks good or not."

Murphy said: "Oh, then I really care about beauty and ugliness. You know what? I raised a group of beautiful dryads, all of them with big breasts and fat buttocks; I also raised celestial beauties with wings, and Gentle and intellectual, who can accompany me to read books at night; there are also elemental creatures, I find that the water essence is the most beautiful among them-"

"You don't have to tell me about your private life," said the ferryman.

Murphy raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, I forgot, there are still beauties in your abyss, such as succubi and erinia. How do succubi taste? I heard that they can do it for more than ten days in a row. If you rule such a large area, life is probably quite nourishing."

The ferryman was silent for a while, then said, "Murphy."

Murphy said: "Are you willing to call me by my name? Your Highness is really free. Such a big river of Styx can't handle it, but he came here to ferry a few mortals. I'm really sorry, I have wronged you so much. "

The ferryman lowered his head slightly and rowed the oars quietly.

The hidden divine power disappeared in a flash, and the boat suddenly appeared on the shore.

Several high-ranking mages didn't notice the abnormality. They continued talking and laughing as they got off the boat, and then turned their heads to look at Murphy.

Murphy said without looking back, "Go back, I still have some things to do here."

The mages bowed to him, and then returned to the mage tower with the harvest of this trip.

The wind over the Styx was very cold.

Murphy reached out and grabbed the hood of the Styx ferryman.

He saw a familiar face, bright silver hair, and a pair of dark red eyes.

Murphy suddenly forgot what he was going to say, and said, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Enoch said: "Gold is originally a blessing from the Lord of Radiance, and He just took it back."

"Oh." Murphy said dryly.

Enoch didn't say anything, the boat continued to float down the Styx River, and the divine power of death gradually became stronger.

Enoch's talent is so high that Murphy has never figured it out.Especially after becoming a god, the transformation of life form and the blessing of divine power are at least comparable to the bonus of a level 15 professional level.

They have all become very strong.

Murphy said suddenly: "I heard that Wilkefors has a huge sea of ​​rose flowers, which is even more beautiful than the elves' sky garden."

Enoch said, "It has nothing to do with you, I'm just used to the rose season."

Murphy said: "Oh, that's right, that's what was said in the Black Rose Castle back then. It's delicious."

Enoch's eyes stopped on Murphy's face, and he said, "I haven't met a second person who can eat rose flowers."

Murphy sneered: "I have never met a second god of death who can grow rose flowers. Can the dead appreciate that kind of thing? Shouldn't all the entertainment in life be boring?"

Enoch said, "Not quite."

Murphy said, "Oh, His Highness is quite nostalgic."

Enoch said, "Yes, I am very nostalgic."

Murphy was stunned for a moment, and quickly glanced at Enoch, but then looked down at Styx again.

Those rivers that engulf endless souls, like the river of time that Murphy is familiar with, will never return once they flow.

Enoch sent Murphy back to the place where the mages were stationed, stood on the boat, and continued to wander downstream aimlessly.

Murphy looked at him from a distance, feeling that Enoch hadn't changed at all for a while, but feeling that Enoch was already very strange for a while.

The next day, the gods of the abyss met with Murphy.

If it was just a few envoys from the Arcane Council, it would be enough to send his demon lords to negotiate.But now that Yao Ri is in charge in person, the gods have no choice but to stand up and support the scene.

They really wanted to show off. Hundreds of thousands of demon troops were stationed around the venue, and there were even chimeras and bone dragons patrolling in the sky.

But Mo Aotian's appearance is even more awesome.

I saw a floating mage tower city floating over from a distance, the boundless shadow directly covered all the demons below, and then the barrier opened above bounced away the chimera and bone dragon flying in the air, so overbearing It's unreasonable.

A rainbow teleportation spoke came down from the tower city, and thousands of golems and elemental servants swarmed down, laid silk on the entire floor of the venue, and then used spells to redecorate the venue.

After the whole site became resplendent and resplendent, like a city of high elves, the mages above flew down from the sky condescendingly.

There was silence everywhere, and the demons all stared wide-eyed.

OK, let's start the conversation.

Murphy didn't show up, and he also came to suppress the scene, so he was a bit lost in bargaining in the past.

He talked and laughed happily with the gods at the banquet later, and tasted the so-called divine food by the way—well, it was actually quite good.

However, of course the Fallen God King did not arrive.

Murphy also saw that the position of the God of Death was vacant, and Enoch did not come.

After the banquet, the gods invited Murphy to play for a while in a bustling succubus city in the abyss.

Anyway, Murphy is a figure in the absolutely neutral camp. Many people/gods want to make deals with him, coveting the power, authority, knowledge, etc. that he represents.

They heard that Your Excellency Yao Ri likes beautiful affairs, so they sent many succubi over there according to his liking.

Of course, Murphy wouldn't be stupid enough to mate with a succubus, but after a few days surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women, he went to spend a lot of money in their famous casino.

The blood wine is very sweet, the soul gold coins are very eye-catching, and the succubi are very beautiful.

Murphy continued to stud amid the cheers of the crowd, and his eyes spread in the luxurious life.He seemed to see a familiar figure, but soon felt that he had misread it.

Enoch, an elf with a cleanliness obsession, a proud son of heaven, has always looked down on the entertainment of inferior people.

Murphy piled up the money in his hand into Jinshan Yinhai, and then threw it all away with a spell, watching those succubus like goldfish looting this poor thing.

He picked up a glass of blood wine, squeezed out from the crowd, walked to the balcony and looked up at the sky.

There is no sun and moon in the abyss, only the red sky and the pitch-black earth, and the resources are very poor.Murphy was thinking again: Can Enoch stand this kind of place?

At this moment, he heard the familiar voice again.

"Why are you alone?"

Murphy turned his head and saw Enoch closing the balcony door and walking slowly.

Murphy asked him back, "Why are you alone?"

Then he thought the conversation was familiar, and he grinned.

"I'm here to threaten you." Enoch stepped forward and said flatly, "I want you to associate with me again."

He lowered his head and kissed Murphy.

It was as if an electric current had grown out of thin air, and no matter how many years had passed, his limbs and bones were still trembling unbearably.

Murphy opened his eyes wide, pushed him away suddenly, and then made a sneering voice: "Do you think... who are you? Why?"

Enoch said, "Just as long as your heart remains with me."

Snapped.

Murphy slapped him across the face.

"Your Highness, you really know how to joke. With your pretty face, do you think that no matter who you ask for sex, you won't be rejected?" Murphy smiled, and stroked Enoch's cheek with his palm again. , looked at him intently for a while with slightly drunken eyes, "Okay. You really look good. If you want to do it, you can do it tonight."