Douluo: Legend of the Holy Land

Chapter 207 The Ferryman of the River Styx

At the entrance to the underworld, several rivers of the underworld flow turbulently.

According to Xiao Yu's memory, the river blocking their way should be the Akerong River, also known as the River of Resentment or the River of Suffering, which is the only way to enter the underworld.

It is said that the water in this river is much lighter than the water in the mortal world, and it is known as the "Feather-Sinking River". This means that even a feather will sink quickly if it falls into the river. Unless you have a boat from the underworld, it is almost impossible for a human body to cross it.

To verify this conjecture, Xiao Yu took out a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing from his Ruyi Baibao Pouch and gently tossed it into the river.

Sure enough, the paper sank to the bottom of the river and disappeared as soon as it fell into the river.

"this"

Upon seeing this, Ye Lingling couldn't help but cover her mouth. If a piece of paper was like this, what about the several living people?

Although I don't know what will happen if it sinks to the bottom of the river, it certainly won't be anything good.

"What are you afraid of? Can't we just fly over there?"

Huo Wu waved her hand dismissively, then turned to Xiao Yu for a hug. After all, she was the only one of the four who couldn't fly, so she naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity for close contact.

Xiao Yu shook his head helplessly: "This River Styx stretches as far as the eye can see. Who knows how long we'll need to fly? If we run out of soul power halfway through, we're really doomed!"

"And there seem to be some rules here that prohibit flying!"

Qian Renxue had released her martial spirit at some point, glanced at Huo Wu indifferently, and said, "I just tried it. As soon as I try to take off, a mysterious force directly suppresses me, making it impossible for me to move."

"What should we do then?"

Huo Wu was also discouraged and couldn't help but look at Xiao Yu, since Xiao Yu was the only one she was familiar with here.

Xiao Yu gently stroked Huo Wu's head and said, "Let's walk downstream along the riverbank first. I'm sure we'll find a way!"

The system is based on the Underworld from Saint Seiya, so there must be some similarities. Xiao Yu guessed that there should be a ferryman waiting for them on the banks of the River Styx, but he wondered if he would be as greedy as Charon from the original story.

The group then walked downstream along the River Styx. Before long, they found a small boat moored on the bank. Beside the boat was a man in a black robe and a straw raincoat, sitting on a large rock, facing the riverbank. He only showed his back to Xiao Yu and the others.

"Great, there's a ferry!"

The three women, Qian Renxue and her companions, all showed excitement and immediately rushed forward to the man in black, saying, "Excuse me, could you give us a ride across the river?"

"Really? Do you want to cross the river?"

The man in black had an extremely hoarse voice. He slowly stood up and turned around, startling the three women so much that they all took several steps back.

What a face it must have looked like back then!

It was a face twisted by a demon, a face crisscrossed with scars and festering spots, its eyes sunken like two black holes, giving off a chilling fear.

Even the powerful Qian Renxue felt her heart almost stop the moment she saw this face.

"What beautiful little girls!"

When the man saw the faces of Qian Renxue and the other two women, his eyes lit up. He grinned, revealing a row of uneven, yellow teeth, yellow with a hint of black, and a little drool was dripping down his face.

Upon seeing this man's appearance, the three women immediately felt a wave of nausea and almost vomited.

"Huh!"

Just then, the man suddenly asked a question, his tone turning stern: "No, you're still alive. This is the Akron River bank, a place only the dead are allowed to enter. Who are you?"

Whoosh!

Just then, a money bag suddenly flew towards him, and the man, quick as a flash, caught it in his hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the ferryman of the River Styx!"

Xiao Yu slowly walked in front of the three women, blocking the ferryman for them, and said calmly, "Your duty is to ferry the souls of the dead to the other side of the River Styx. As for the living, you can ferry them as well as they can for money, can't you?"

"You seem to know a lot about the rules of the underworld!"

The ferryman tossed the money bag into the water, carefully feeling its weight. His eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly quite satisfied. "However, young man," he said, "the rules you know seem incomplete. For me, simply paying is enough. But the problem is, I'm merely a servant here on orders. To cross the river, you still need your master's permission!"

"How can I get your owner's permission?"

Qian Renxue asked impatiently, not wanting to waste time on meaningless things.

"That's easy!"

The ferryman grinned lewdly, peering over Xiao Yu and scrutinizing the three women's bodies: "My master's favorite things are the bodies and souls of young, beautiful women. Just choose one of you three to stay!"

"You're dreaming!"

Both Xiao Yu and the three women showed anger upon hearing this. Even Qian Renxue and Huo Wu, who usually disliked each other, would never leave their companion here.

"So it seems you've chosen death as your only path!"

The ferryman's expression changed instantly. A talisman appeared in his hand without his knowledge. He chanted incantations, and within seconds the talisman turned to ashes.

"Awoo!"

A moment later, a deep and fierce roar suddenly came from behind the rock layer. Clearly, the ferryman had just used a communication talisman.

Upon hearing this voice, the ferryman immediately revealed a smug smile: "Originally, you only needed to sacrifice one of you, hehe, now you're all going to die. Is this what you humans call trust? How utterly foolish!"

"Shut up!"

Qian Renxue glared at the ferryman with some annoyance, and with a wave of her hand, she unleashed a burst of angelic power.

The ferryman himself admitted that he was just a servant here. What power could a servant have? He was immediately knocked to the ground and too frightened to speak again.

boom!

Just then, the creature summoned by the ferryman revealed itself; it was a leopard, a leopard with a dark green sheen.

"That's it!"

The three women all wore amused smiles. They could clearly sense the leopard's strength, which was roughly equivalent to a soul beast with a cultivation level of ten to twenty thousand years.

"I thought something big was coming, but this is it!"

Huo Wu scoffed and charged forward in one step: "Xiao Yu, and that other guy, I'll take care of this little leopard. It'll be a good opportunity for me to practice!"

(End of this chapter)