Chapter 1846: The Call of Death

The Styx River, without wind and waves.

It's like a still ink painting.

The raft crossed the Styx without making any sound. Bai Xiaowen stood at the tail of the raft and observed the progress of the raft, but he didn't see any ripples.

The raft does not seem to float on the river, but "flies" in the air.

The Styx River is wider than Bai Xiaowen imagined.

The faceless boatman always walked for three days and three nights on a long pole without any haste.

What needs to be explained is that the sky of Death Omen is covered with overcast clouds, and the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen.

In this environment, the alternation of day and night is not as clear as the earth, and can only be vaguely felt. When the light is sufficient, it is a day, and when the light is dim, it is a night. The three days and three nights that Bai Xiaowen perceives here are actually three periods of dim light.

Since the diameter of the dead star is about the same as that of the earth, and the rotation speed is similar, the length of day and night is not far apart.

The ferryman and the ghost passengers on the raft seem to have no concept of time. As for Bai Xiaowen and Snowman, as highly cultivated evolutionaries, it's okay not to eat or drink for three days and three nights, but their condition is not so good. After all, they used a little spiritual power to maintain physical consumption.

On the fourth day, the raft docked.

The faceless boatman stood at the bow of the boat leaning on a long pole.

The ghosts landed in an orderly manner, and every ghost that passed in front of the boatman had a ray of pale light split off from his body and flew into the boatman's "mouth".

It's like paying for a ship.

Bai Xiaowen was a little puzzled. It seems that the boatman is absorbing part of the energy of the ghost as the ship's fare, and he and the snowman, two fakes, can't come up with the corresponding "ship fare".

Do you want to try it with soul essence?

Bai Xiaowen didn't act rashly. Anyway, there was a snowman in front of him, and the snowman had to pay the boat fare first. The other party seems to understand at a glance, maybe there is a better way.

Soon, the team came to the end, and the snowman set foot on the shore.

He didn't pay the fare.

The boatman's "face" with only three holes suddenly looked at the snowman.

The snowman punched with a "huh" and hit the "face" of the boatman.

With one punch, the boatman was frozen into an ice sculpture.

In the next second, the ice sculpture exploded, and the boatman's body also turned into fragments of ice edges, scattered all over the place.

There was a creaking sound, and the raft shook.

"Understood, so it's on the Overlord Ship!"

Bai Xiaowen fluttered and rushed down the raft while the boatman was frozen. While rushing down, he glanced back.

On the trembling raft, another boatman suddenly appeared, exactly the same as the previous boatman, with a terrifying face with only three holes.

"The raft is the body." Bai Xiaowen clearly sensed this, and it turned out that the raft they were riding on was a conscious "living creature".

The Yeti didn't seem to realize this either, but that didn't stop him from escaping.

Anyway, now that we have crossed the river and reached the other side, it doesn't matter whether the utility man is a raft or a boatman.

The two rushed forward almost at the same time.

It's not because I'm afraid of this weird raft and boatman, but because I want to save spiritual energy and avoid unnecessary battles.

In the next second, there was a sharp whistling sound from behind.

The whistling sound was very ear-piercing, like the sound of fingernails scraping glass, making the scalp numb.

The sound seems to have shape, spreading out in ripples.

The ground under his feet trembled, and skinny arms stuck out of the ground.

Soon, Bai Xiaowen and Snowman were surrounded by a sea of ​​skeletons.

These skeletons are all low-level elite evolutionists, and there is a strange black spiritual power surging around them, which is no longer cannon fodder.

"Damn it." The snowman muttered, and slapped forward.

The bitter cold wind spread in a cone shape, and all the skeletons within hundreds of meters in front of them were frozen.

If it is a cannon fodder-level awakener-level skeleton soldier, the snowman's palm will directly clear the cone-shaped area of ​​several hundred meters. But now, facing the sea of ​​skeletons with the strength of elite evolutionists, he still can't kill them all in one hit.

Of course, Snowman has a more powerful AOE big move, but there is no need to use it here, it consumes too much. His purpose is only to slow down the actions of these skeletons so that he can escape.

There was a snowman opening the way, and Bai Xiaowen followed closely along the snowman's path.

After running a few hundred meters, there is a sea of ​​skeletons blocking the way ahead.

Snowman glanced at Bai Xiaowen, the meaning was very clear.

Since they escaped together, both of them have the obligation to act.

Bai Xiaowen looked at the densely packed skeletons and sighed softly. He stretched out a finger and flicked his forehead.

The mask of the god of death is clearly revealed. A powerful level of suppression against undead creatures spread out.

Compared with when Bai Xiaowen first entered the field of evolution, the current appearance of the god of death has been improved, after all, it has swallowed more bones of the god of death.

The suppression power against undead creatures has also been greatly improved. Now that Bai Xiaowen is wearing it, he can send out suppression waves that surpass the god-descendant creatures of the undead race and are second only to the god of death without consuming any real energy.

Groups of skeleton warriors froze.

Then, derived from the deep instinct of the soul, they made a collective action of surrender.

Automatically get out of the way and get down on one knee.

The skeleton warriors seemed to be worshiping their gods.

"You..." The snowman was shocked.

The moment he revealed the face of the god of death, Bai Xiaowen felt that there was something in front of the hazy mist, which had a great attraction for him and was calling him.

To be precise, it is calling for the face of death.

"I understand... It turns out that what my father asked me to find, which can greatly improve my strength and make me invincible in the origin, is the last part of the death skeleton!"

Bai Xiaowen has been collecting the bones of the god of death consciously. At present, he has collected the skull, left and right hand bones, and left and right leg bones.

As a complete skeleton of death, what else is there?

The answer is obvious, the bones in the trunk.

The God of Truth also gave Bai Xiaowen a hint. After collecting all the bones of the god of death, you can complete the black book in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The complete black book is the Godhead of Death.

In other words, as long as Bai Xiaowen got the main part of the skeleton of the god of death, he could piece together the last piece of the puzzle, complete the godhead of the god of death, and become a god instantly!

And it is the death god, one of the five strongest gods.

No wonder his father Bai Yuantang said that as long as he got that "key item", no matter how strong the voters were, they would not be Bai Xiaowen's opponents, unless the gods ended up in person.

They have all become gods, and of course they are invincible in the place of origin where gods do not appear.

Even though it is the eighth generation Reaper who has just been accomplished, it is not something that voters can resist.

Bai Xiaowen's thinking immediately turned.

"I came to Death Star for the last trunk of Death God's skeleton, and I can become a god after gathering all the skeletons."

"Then, including Snowman, other voters came to kill Zhaoxing, why?"

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