This old man-looking boatman could understand William's words.
He, or rather it, grinned at William with a charming smile and said, "I'm not Charon, but you can call me the Styx Ferryman."
"However, to be precise, I am just a poor man who is tied to this boat and can never leave."
"Why?" William asked curiously.
"It's just a curse!" The old-man-looking Styx ferryman shook his head and said.
"Where is Charon, the original ferryman of the Styx?" William asked.
In ancient legends, Charon is the ferryman in the River Styx, responsible for ferrying the souls of the dead to the other side of the River Styx.
As long as the living paid Charon, the god of crossing the river Styx, he would ferry them across the river, but his boat would become extremely unsafe due to the weight of the living.
Although Charon did the job of ferrying the River Styx, he was not a simple person. His seniority was higher than that of Zeus, the later King of Gods.
Because he is the son of Erebus, the god of darkness, and Nyx, the goddess of night.
He is God, the God of Styx!
However, William did not feel much power in the Styx ferryman in front of him.
Maybe it's true what he said, he's not Charon!
The boatman who was asked by William looked like he was lost in memories, "The endless light shined into hell, Charon left his ship, chose me on the shore, gave me the pole, and I have been ferrying ever since.
right now."
"Are you from the ancient times? Oh, no, are you a soul from the ancient times?" A flash of lightning flashed in William's mind, and he said in surprise.
"Haha..." The Styx boatman just smiled faintly and did not reply.
"Then do you know what happened in ancient times?" William asked curiously, "The radiance entered hell? Is it the Lord of Holy Light? Where did the Lord of Holy Light come from?"
"I don't know! Maybe the existence in hell can answer your question!" The boatman of Styx shook his head and said.
After a pause, he added, "I smell the atmosphere of the old times from your body!"
"The breath of the old era?" William's face looked confused at first, but he quickly realized that the "breath of the old era" refers to the [Poseidon Bloodline] on his body!
"In my time, three powerful heroes once entered hell."
"Heracles, Theseus, Orpheus...are you the fourth?" the Stygian boatman asked William.
"I'm not a hero! At best, I'm just a treasure hunter." William said with self-knowledge. After saying that, he stepped onto the Styx boatman's boat.
His intuition of fate did not make him feel danger.
The Styx boatman showed his charming smile again, held up the boat pole, and rowed the boat leisurely.
The ship passed silently through the tributaries of the river of pain.
There was a fog that made it difficult to see all around.
The boatman of the Styx suddenly said, "As time goes by, many great heroic deeds have been washed away, but only the Styx will last forever!"
"Yes!" William looked at the seemingly eternal River Styx in front of him and agreed with emotion.
"I have been ferrying here for many years and have always wanted to leave here. Do you know how to let me leave?" asked the boatman of Styx.
Of course William knows.
But he still said, "I will tell you after I come back from hell!"
"Then I hope you will return in triumph, just like Hercules!" Styx Boatswain said.
"Haha! I hope so too!" William said, and then closed his mouth.
The Stygian boatman also stopped talking.
Here, time seems to have no meaning.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the boatman of the Styx finally planted him on the shore.
On the shore is a vast gray forest.
There is a path leading to the end of the dark forest.
Although the environment looks eerie, it is not as scary as the legendary hell.
In fact, this should not be called hell, this should be Hades.
According to legend, it is the residence of Hades, one of the twelve main gods of Greece.
Although the underworld is the place where souls go after death, it is neither heaven nor hell, but a space adjacent to the human world, with similar mountains and rivers.
Except that you can't come back after going to the underworld, for humans, life there is not much more miserable than on earth.
Of course, not all souls can go to the underworld.
Let’s not talk about it for now.
And hell is below the underworld.
Back to the situation at hand.
Although William set foot in Hades, he was not afraid and walked directly along the path to the end of the dark forest.
There are no three-headed dogs of hell here, no devils, and no disasters of all kinds, only eternal tranquility.
William walked for a while and reached the end of the dark forest.
At the end is a small house.
Inside the hut, there was an old woman with the same face as any other person, sitting on a chair.
On her body, William sensed an aura as terrifying as the abyss of the sea, and a slightly familiar feeling.
"Hey, here comes another one?" The old woman looked at William, who suddenly felt like a little white rabbit being stared at by an eagle.
But this feeling lasted only a fleeting moment.
The old woman's face was full of surprise. She said, "In this era, there are actually divine beings who can reach the level of heroes."
"You are still a blood descendant of the great Lord of the Sea, Poseidon! My child, come to me and let me take a closer look at you!" the old woman said to William.
William couldn't help but walked to her side and let her rough hands touch his cheek.
William had goosebumps all over his body, but the [Poseidon Bloodline] on his body was shining brightly.
"Haha, it's true." The old woman said happily.
"Who are you?" William unconsciously used the honorific title.
"Haha... I once married the great Lord of the Sea and gave birth to the king of Phoenicia! Europa is my granddaughter and Cadmus is my grandson."
"My father is Epaphos! The son of Zeus, the King of Gods, and Io!"
"And I am Libya!"
"It's just that people outside now call me the devil's grandmother, and my grandson becomes the devil!" The old woman changed the topic and said in a low tone.
"People outside no longer know how to respect the gods!"
"They will only believe in that..." The old woman who called herself Libya was attacked by a violent aura before she could say anything.
"I smell human flesh!"
A tall figure with two dragon horns on his head and full of sulfur smell walked in from outside.
Apart from the weird patterns and scales all over his body, this tall figure still looks relatively masculine.
William turned around, wasn't this tall figure the devil he saw in the future?