The raft crossed the Styx without making any sound. Bai Xiaowen stood at the end of the raft team and observed the progress of the raft, but did not see any ripples.
The raft does not seem to be floating on the river, but "flying" on the river.
The River Styx is wider than Bai Xiaowen imagined.
The faceless man, the boatman, always held the long pole leisurely and walked for three days and three nights.
It should be noted that the sky of the Death Star is covered with clouds, and the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen. The sky is gray everywhere, and only the vortex of underworld air can be seen.
In this environment, the alternation between day and night is not as clear as on the earth. It can only be vaguely felt. When the light is relatively sufficient, it is a day, and when the light is dim, it is a night. The three days and three nights perceived by Bai Xiaowen here are actually
Three periods of dim light passed.
Since the diameter of the Death Star is about the same as that of the Earth, its rotation speed is similar, and the length of day and night is not far different.
The ferryman and the ghost passengers on the raft seemed to have no concept of time. As for Bai Xiaowen and Snowman, as advanced evolvers, it was okay not to eat or drink for three days and three nights, but their condition was not that good. After all, they used up a little
Spiritual power to maintain physical consumption.
On the fourth day, the raft docked.
The faceless man is the boatman, standing on the bow of the boat holding a long pole.
The ghosts landed in an orderly manner. Every ghost that passed in front of the boatman had a line of pale light splitting out of its body and flying into the boatman's "mouth".
It's like paying the ship's fare.
Bai Xiaowen was a little confused. It seemed that the boatman had absorbed part of the energy of the ghosts as shipping fares. He and Snowman, the two impostors, could not provide corresponding "shipping fares".
Do you want to try using soul essence?
Bai Xiaowen didn't act rashly. Anyway, there was a snowman in front of him, and the snowman had to pay the ship fare first. The other party seemed to understand at first glance, and maybe there was a better way.
Soon, the team reached the end and the snowman stepped onto the shore.
He didn't pay the shipping fee.
The boatman's "face" with only three holes suddenly looked at the snowman.
The snowman punched the boatman in the face.
With one punch, the boatman was frozen into an ice sculpture.
The next second, the ice sculpture exploded, and the boatman's body turned into ice fragments and scattered all over the ground.
There was a creaking sound and the raft began to shake.
"I understand, it turns out I'm on the Overlord ship!"
Bai Xiaowen's body fluttered, and while the boatman was frozen, he rushed off the raft. While rushing down, he looked back.
On the shaking raft, another boatman suddenly appeared. It was exactly the same as the last boatman, with a terrifying face with only three holes.
"The raft is the real body." Bai Xiaowen clearly perceived this. It turned out that the raft they were riding on was a conscious "living creature".
The snowman didn't seem to realize this, but this didn't prevent him from escaping.
Anyway, we have now crossed the river and reached the other side. It doesn't matter whether the driver is a raft or a boatman.
The two of them ran forward almost at the same time.
It's not because I'm afraid of this weird raft and the boatman, but because I want to save my spiritual energy and avoid unnecessary battles.
The next second, there was a sharp whistling sound from behind.
The howling sound was very harsh, like the sound of fingernails scraping against glass, and it made people's scalp numb.
The sound seems to have a shape, spreading in ripples.
The ground beneath my feet trembled, and skinny arms protruded out of the ground.
Soon, Bai Xiaowen and Snowman were surrounded by a sea of skeletons.
These skeletons are all low-level elite evolvers, with a strange black spiritual power surging around them. They are no longer cannon fodder.
"Damn it." The snowman muttered and slapped his hand forward.
The biting cold wind spread in a cone shape, and all the skeletons within a few hundred meters in front of it were frozen.
If it were a cannon fodder-level awakened skeleton soldier, Snowman's palm would directly clear the cone-shaped area of hundreds of meters. But now, facing the sea of skeletons with the strength of elite evolvers, he still couldn't do it with just one strike.
A collective instant kill.
Of course, Snowman has a more powerful AOE ultimate move, but there is no need to use it here, as it consumes too much. His purpose is just to delay the movement of these skeletons, so that he can escape easily.
There was a snowman opening the way, so Bai Xiaowen followed the snowman's path closely.
After running for a few hundred meters, there was another sea of skeletons blocking the way ahead.
Snowman glanced at Bai Xiaowen, his meaning was very clear.
Since they escaped together, both of them have the obligation to take action.
Bai Xiaowen looked at the dense skeletons and sighed softly. He stretched out a finger and flicked his forehead.
The mask of the god of death was clearly revealed. A powerful suppressive force against undead creatures spread out.
The current appearance of the God of Death has been much improved compared to when Bai Xiaowen first entered the realm of evolvers. After all, he has swallowed more bones of the God of Death.
The level suppression power against undead creatures has also been greatly improved. Now that Bai Xiaowen is wearing it, he can send out level suppression waves that surpass the undead race divine creatures and are second only to the God of Death without spending any real energy.
Groups of skeleton warriors froze.
Then, the instinct originating from the depth of their souls caused them to collectively make a surrendering action.
Move out of the way and kneel on one knee.
The skeleton warriors seemed to be worshiping their gods in the street.
"You..." Snowman was shocked.
The moment he revealed his face as the God of Death, Bai Xiaowen felt that there was something in the misty front that had a great attraction to 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, the item that can greatly increase my strength and make me invincible in the place of origin, is the last part of the Death God's skeleton!"
Bai Xiaowen has been consciously collecting the bones of the God of Death. Currently, he has collected the skull, left and right hand bones, and left and right leg bones.
As a complete skeleton of the God of Death, what else is missing?
The answer is obvious, the bones in the main trunk.
The God of Truth also gave Bai Xiaowen a hint. After collecting the bones of the God of Death, he can complete the black book in the sea of consciousness.
The complete black book is the god of death.
In other words, as long as Bai Xiaowen gets the main part of the skeleton of the God of Death, he can put together the last piece of the puzzle, complete the God of Death, and become a god instantly!
And he is the God of Death, one of the five powerful gods.
No wonder his father Bai Yuantang said that as long as he got that "key item", no matter how strong the electorate was, they would not be Bai Xiaowen's opponent, unless the god himself died.
They have all become gods, and of course they are invincible in the place of origin where gods cannot come out.
Even though the eighth generation of Death has just been achieved, it is not something that the elect can resist.
Bai Xiaowen's mind immediately started spinning.
"I came to the Star of Death to get the final backbone of the Death God's skeleton. Once gathered together, I can become a god."
"So, why did the other voters, including Snowman, come to the Omen Star to die?"