Chapter 1963 Styx Ferryman
Charon has a mind that doesn't match his appearance.
He analyzed: "In fact, something was wrong from the moment we entered the Devil's Eye."
"It seemed as if something was waiting for our arrival. Therefore, we were successively besieged by the bronze pillar formation, the Phantom Leader, and the Phantom Walker army."
"This all seems too much of a coincidence, and coupled with the dark hand that secretly attacked later, one cannot help but suspect that everything was premeditated. Someone is here to kill our powerful team of aliens!"
This analysis made Cartiers open his mouth and look thoughtful.
Canero even had goose bumps on his arms.
"You mean, someone wants to kill us all here? And that person knows we will come here."
Charon said, "Don't forget. The Ao family once said that there are also humans who are willing to become ghost walkers after they have fallen. They choose to be their slaves because they are afraid of the power of the Druk family."
"I think this person may have already appeared! And that person is in our team."
A chill ran down the backs of Cartiers and Canero.
If that were the case, it would be horrible!
Because you can never be sure who are the humans and who are the ghosts among those seemingly human fellows around you.
They quickly analyzed in their minds who the traitor was.
It would be fine if you don’t think about it, but once you think about it, you will feel that everyone is a suspect.
"The organizer of this action is the Junzheng Church. Although they claim to be the mortal enemy of the devil of hell, according to their mythology, isn't Lucifer himself a fallen angel?"
"The Ao family has lived on this land for generations. They are the key to our entry into the Devil's Eye. I always feel that those guys don't look like good people. Maybe they have already betrayed their beliefs!"
"Oh, and Chaos. Maybe he staged the attack himself?"
……
Several people talked about it, but felt that no one could be trusted.
Charon looked at Cardiletti and Canero and sighed imperceptibly.
It is not a bad thing to be skeptical, but it is not a good thing if you cannot keep your mind cool when you encounter danger.
"First of all, we can rule out the Chaos Team as a suspect."
Charon said confidently: "Based on the situation at the time, if Chaos really wanted to kill us, he could have waited until we were depleted of a large amount of combat power by the bronze pillar formation, and then pretended to come and save us."
"It's even questionable whether we can escape from that formation without their help."
"Moreover, according to the information we have obtained, he has entered the final area after the light gate. Such a person is very likely to have obtained the relics of the great god-level civilization. There is no need for him to surrender to the barbaric Drucker."
"And Olib, it's even less likely that he's the traitor."
Charon was even more certain of this.
"He is a devout Christian who is too devout to be devoted to the devil."
The influence of the Junzheng sect is extremely far-reaching. More than half of the people in Columbia believe in the teachings of this sect.
Perhaps they did not have much devotion to Pope Alexander X, but they had firm faith in the Pope and the cardinals.
Because people with delusional thoughts cannot enter Baitigan, which gathers the faith of hundreds of millions of believers from all over the world.
Canero said: "In this case, the traitor can only be one of the other few people."
Kadilais curled his lips and said, "I still think that the indigenous African troops are worthy of suspicion!"
Charon waved his hand. "It doesn't necessarily mean there's a traitor among us humans. It's possible that there's some special ability in the Phantom Territory that's interfering with our judgment and making us suspicious of each other."
"If we think about it in a bigger picture, there may be other underground civilizations coming here as well!"
"After all, the revival of Mammon will make all the hidden underground civilizations in the world uneasy."
Katiles spread his hands and said, "So what should we do next? Now even the guide is gone. We have to find a way first and then leave this damn place!"
This place is so huge. It is a space created by Mammon’s dream, almost indistinguishable from the real world.
After reaching the level of Druk Titan, the abilities they can display are close to those of the Creator Kagago. They can create a new independent world, the only thing they cannot do is to create spiritual life.
According to conventional methods, they will never be able to leave this place and will be restricted here forever.
Charon looked at the sticky, blood-like substance in the swamp beneath his feet, took a deep breath, then looked at Katiles and the others with a gentle smile.
"If this is really a world created by the devil's dreams, then perhaps I can find a way out."
Charon said this, raising his strong right arm and clenching his right fingers.
A black smoke condensed from his palm and then turned into a long oar.
He was wearing a long black cloak, and blood-colored water droplets rippled under his feet. Black mist surged, forming a small black boat under his feet.
He began to row the oars and murmured a song under his breath.
"The hundredth coffin floated up from the gray fog.
I counted your ribs, and that was the seventh icicle.
The bony hands clenched the faded pupils.
See, chains of frost are entwined about the stars.
When the tide overflows the third bridge of the dead,
Under the ice lie unspoken vows.
I drank up all the remaining warmth of farewell.
Carve my name into your empty chest.
The ferryman does not need a name,
Only remember the eternal sigh and echo.
When the last star fell into the bottom of the boat,
We will drown before dawn."
As Charon chanted, ripples appeared beneath the ship and spread out in all directions.
A bloody river appeared under Charon's body, extending from in front of him, winding in one direction and extending endlessly into the distance.
"Come with me!"
Charon's voice was low, he gently paddled the boat, and the boat sailed leisurely into the distance.
Katiles and others hurriedly followed him and headed towards the distant place.
A grayish-white mist slowly rose from the blood swamp, obscuring everything around it. Everyone walked quickly in the swamp, not daring to lag behind Charon's boat even a step.
The field of vision was completely blocked and the high-tech equipment almost completely failed. They could only choose to follow the leader.
Abel's soldiers trod across the swamp, marching in unison.
But suddenly, a huge skeleton hand stretched out from the depths of the swamp, suddenly emerged from the ground, grabbed the ankle of an Abel soldier, and then pulled him into the depths!
