Drawing cards can't save the weird world

It was dark in Hades, at least on this wide river of Styx.

The calm Styx River is actually flowing. It flows through many places, but if you don't look carefully, you can't see any changes in the river surface.

But occasionally when the river water suddenly appeared turbulent, the five people on board would be startled.

The name of the Styx River is very resounding, no matter what you are, it will not be good if you fall into it, and correspondingly, it is not easy to roll in the Styx River.

The five of them finally chose to dock because they were frightened while floating on the river.

Several people have discussed it, even if it is a little more dangerous on the shore, but at least they can fight if something happens. On this Styx boat, if something really happened, it would be nonsense.

The ship of the underworld dragon docked, and the shore was gray-black land.

After the five people landed, Zhao Hao waved to the water, and the black boat that was several tens of meters turned into a palm-sized toy and flew into his hand.

Before the other four people were amazed, there was a rattling sound in the Styx River, just like a fish turning over in the water.

The five of them gritted their teeth. Sure enough, there was something following this big ship. There was indeed a reason for my fright!

On the Styx River before, because the ship of the Styx Dragon has a suppressive effect, that unknown thing has been wandering around without attacking.

"It's better to be down-to-earth. Let's go now?" Siro said.

"Where are you going?" Sam looked around.

Good guy, it's so dark that you can't even see the shadows.

There is no sun, no moon and stars in the sky, where is this going?

Sam is hopeless. Although he is the best at space ability, he can travel thousands of miles, but his ability is the most information-hungry.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a place you can see or have been to, even if you haven’t been there but you have a photo, you can send it if you have it. But if you don't, don't dare to mess around, it's easy to kill yourself.

Not to mention Black Lincoln, a big stupid man with basically no magic ability, he is the most blind in such a situation.

Fortunately, Xi Luo, if there is no other way, he can "compile on the spot" through the poetry books in his hand.

It's a bit similar to the beggar's youth castration version of "reverse big prophecy", but at least it can point to a way.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's reliable or not. After all, he is a braggart poet, and there may be some problems with the way he pointed.

Zhao Hao looked at Prada, "Prada, does your god have any enlightenment?"

Generally, in this case, it is better to ask about the existence of the superior.

However, the voodoo gods are a bit low-end, especially the one that Prada believes in is not the god of death, but the god of weather, who controls the rain on cloudy days. He is very strong in the South American rainforest, but he is not familiar with the underworld.

Prada lowered his head and listened carefully, and said after more than ten seconds: "Papa Penner said that if we encounter danger, he can give us an early warning, but there is no way to guide us."

At this time, the four of them all looked at Zhao Hao: Brother, if you have any good things, hurry up and get them out? Now it's all on, we are grasshoppers on the same line!

In the beginning, apart from Xi Luo, no one else really realized that Zhao Hao was such a "multi-talented" transcendent, and they really regarded him as a back row supporter.

But now, after the beauty of the female dragon and the rafting on the Styx River, everyone began to count on him.

Zhao Hao sighed secretly: How difficult it is for him to keep a low profile!

But he dared to bring four people to Netherland, it was not unprepared.

He pretended to put his hand into his pocket, fumbled, and took out a flip-top bronze compass.

This thing is an item that Zhao Hao got by drawing a card before, [Captain Sparrow's Compass], a black iron 5-star item card...

This thing has no other use, it can guide the direction.

It is possible to find things in the surface world. For example, if I want to find someone, a certain place, or a certain thing, as long as the information is detailed enough, I can guide the target direction.

Of course, you have to be confident that you want to find that thing, at least the compass has to believe that you want to find that thing most.

But because of the level of the compass, the effect in the inner world is greatly reduced. Things that are too far away or have a high degree of mystery cannot be found, and the pointer turns around like a stopwatch.

Now in Netherland, Zhao Hao is a little worried.

Sure enough, the pointer almost stood up.

Let's upgrade temporarily!

Zhao Hao also has another compass in his hand, [Truth Compass], a bronze 2-star prop card...from the world of Dark Matter·Golden Compass. The function of this compass is a bit complicated, and it can display some information.

For example, if you want to ask how a person is doing now, if the pointer points to the god of death holding a sickle, it means that he is dead.

If it points to the scepter of two snakes representing the doctor, it means that he is sick or injured.

So Zhao Hao didn't fuse the two compasses, now it's not working, so use it urgently.

Taking the compass of truth as the core and integrating the compass of the captain...

[Pirate Compass of Truth], Bronze 2-star item card...Made, this is a fusion problem!

Otherwise, with the black iron 5 stars of the pirate compass and the position of the supplementary material card, how could it be possible to change the name of the truth compass? !

"Fuck!" Zhao Hao slapped his forehead.

The four hurriedly gathered in front of him, and saw that there was only one compass left in his hand at this time, and it was different from the two before.

"What's wrong?" Shiro asked.

"No, can't it be that there is no way?" The young man Sam was timid and a little scared. Zhao Hao felt that he should be trained more in the future.

"All right! It's fine, it's still usable." Zhao Hao turned over the compass, and there were several circles of indicators and patterns on it.

The four of them looked at it for several times but didn't understand it. The compass has no direction scale, so why are there some incomprehensible patterns engraved on it!

Zhao Hao closed his eyes and said silently: I want to find something that can show us the way!

Open your eyes, and the compass pointer starts to rotate in a clockwise direction of 24° with itself as the center.

Zhao Hao looked into the distance, and there was a faint shadow like a tall mountain.

The outer circles of patterns pointed by the pointer rotate, and the final display is: skull, long sword, and house.

"What does it mean?"

Black Lincoln was about to put his face on the compass, but he couldn't understand what it was based on his years of field combat experience. All I know is that this thing is unusual, with a strong spiritual response, and it is a high-end extraordinary item.

Zhao Hao tried to interpret: "Maybe it means that we are going to encounter skeleton soldiers with long swords hiding in the house to sneak attack?"

Four people: Are you kidding me? !

As it turns out, it really isn't.

...

There are different opinions on what the underworld is like.

There are those who watch the falling yin, those who communicate with the dead, those who go to the underworld, and those who take a one-day tour of the underworld... The underworld they see/know is different.

It is even different among many people, many regions, and many civilizations.

In fact, it is indeed different, and it can be said that the gap is huge.

For example, where Zhao Hao and the others are now, there is a dry and cracked black-gray land under their feet, which feels like a gray Gobi Desert.

And it seems to have the meaning of Yardang landform, there are many towering rock pillars with strange shapes.

Walking here, there is silence all around, only the footsteps of four people. Moreover, the field of vision is only a dozen meters, and you can't see clearly if you are further away. The shadows seem to be covered with a layer of tulle, not invisible but unclear.

The five of them walked on the land of Netherland, and a strange sense of sadness gradually came to their hearts.

Ciro couldn't hold back any longer, and said, "Guys, do you feel a little depressed? It's, it's just a feeling of not being able to lift your spirits up?"

Sam nodded again and again: "Yes, yes. I can't help but hear a lot of unhappy things, and I can't control it."

Prada said softly: "Run your psychic energy, don't be idle. This world affects our minds."

"Wouldn't that be a waste of time?" Ciro suggested, "How about I sing you a hymn to strengthen your courage?"

Lincoln said in a muffled voice, "Aren't you worried about attracting something?"

"What else can it attract? The underworld will definitely attract the undead! By then we will be able to ask for directions!"

Don't say that Xi Luo's proposal is not impossible... Everyone discussed a few words, let Xi Luo sing.

"Come on, sing a better song and give us some comfort."

"Okay! I'll sing something that suits the occasion! Well, how about a "Three-Headed Dog"?" As soon as I heard the name, I knew that this guy was about to start editing again.

Lincoln was more superstitious, and waved his hands again and again: "Don't, don't, don't, hellhounds are guarding the gates of the underworld, and they specialize in catching stowaways like us. It's too unlucky, you change to another one."

"Ah, that's it!" Ciro scratched his head, "Then I will sing an old program for everyone, Dante's "Divine Comedy"!"

"When my life is halfway through~

Lost in the dark forest one day~

In it, I feel so much pain that my hair stands on end~

Oh, I want to tell all the absurdities I've been through~

Although I still don't know where I am on the other side..."

Ciro's singing voice is still very pleasant, after all, he is considered a semi-professional.

What he sang was the long poem "Divine Comedy" by the great Italian poet Dante Alighieri in the 14th century.

The long poem composed of one hundred poems is his description of his experience of traveling in hell, purgatory and heaven in his dreams. It's not Netherland, but no one cares.

Because when Xi Luo's singing sounded, a faint light of spiritual energy appeared on the five of them.

That kind of spiritual erosion and influence is blocked, and what's even better is that Ciro doesn't consume much psionic energy.

It's just like Lincoln said, it's a bit conspicuous.

This dim world with its five faint light bulbs is really noticeable.

Continuing to walk, Zhao Hao's subconscious mind was counting. After walking for more than half an hour, the mountain that was originally just a shadow appeared not far in front of him. At the same time, something was successfully attracted by the five of them.

Because Zhao Hao has the eye of destiny, he can see farther and more clearly than others even in Netherland.

It was a skinny little monster crawling on the ground, not much bigger than a chimpanzee. It was hairless, and its body seemed to be wrapped in black rubber.

The limbs are skinny, and the head is a white sphere. There are no facial features on the surface, but it is wrapped in white things like spider silk or silk. Only the eyes and mouth are bright red...

"Something is coming, it looks very weak." Zhao Hao said.

Everyone was alerted immediately, and after a few seconds, they also saw a little monster not far away who hesitated to approach and was unwilling to go away.

What is this? Could it be the undead of some mutant monkey?

Zhao Hao's fate reminder eye has been kept open, but it has given some information: evil spirits, lost beasts, black iron 4-star dead souls of the underworld...

As soon as Zhao Hao stretched out his hand, a small square barrier directly framed the little monster.

Prada and Lincoln discovered that Zhao Hao activated the barrier so fast! And without warning! Before, it was only after making gestures that the barrier would be opened.

The monster was framed by the psychic barrier, panicked, and bumped into the barrier. As a result, there was a "stab", and an electric current flashed through the barrier, turning the monster into ashes.

Zhao Hao: Damn it, I forgot to lower the power.

The four people present looked at each other: What's the situation?

"Cough~" Zhao Hao coughed dryly, "I tested it, and it's probably around the black iron level of 4 stars. It's just that the attack was too ruthless, and it was wiped out directly. But we can't be careless, this thing should not be an exception, There may be many more!"

Originally, Zhao Hao just wanted to change the topic, but who would have thought that Zhao Hao's words would come true.

After the mob was killed and walked for a few minutes, he saw a large group of lost beasts on a Yadan stone pillar that looked like a strange mushroom. Thirty or forty of them squatted quietly on it.

And Zhao Hao's five people's psychic brilliance attracted them, and at this time they all turned their heads to look at the five people.

There are no eyes on that thing's head at all, but two blood-colored traces, which look very pervasive.

The Bewildered Beast had no mouth and made no sound, it scrambled down silently and surrounded five people. It's just that this thing doesn't seem to be very courageous, and it doesn't dare to go forward when it wanders around.

"Why don't I try?" Ciro wanted to see if he could "convince" these little monsters in front of him.

However, he made a mistake. After singing for a long time, he almost didn't hold the qin and danced a section. However, instead of being "bewitched" by him, the lost beasts approached instead.

Could it be that seeing that Xi Luo is a talker, he felt that there was no risk and wanted to do it?

Prada didn't wait any longer, and with a wave of his hand, a big black smoke hand made of psionic energy swept across, killing seven or eight Bewildered Beasts directly.

Those monsters didn't make a sound when they died, but turned into a wisp of gray smoke and dissipated.

"Not very strong," Prada said.

Others wanted to do it, but suddenly an old voice came from a distance: "Don't kill me."

The five of them immediately became vigilant and prepared to attack.

An old man in a tattered robe quickly walked over from a distance.

He has short hair and is skinny, but has a long gray beard, a long cane in his hand, and bare feet.

Fate reminds the eye:? ? ? , Bronze 1-star Underworld Heroic Soul...

The old man raised his cane, and suddenly a flash of light flashed on his palm, and the remaining lost beasts fled away as if they were frightened.

He turned around to look at the five people, and nodded when he saw Ciro: "Bewilderment has no five senses, so even if your words are better than your songs, you still can't impress them."

He shook his head amusedly as he said, "Don't go any further, there are thousands of lost beasts over there. And you can't kill them, too many will be a big trouble..."

"Who are you?" Zhao Hao asked.

The old man smiled: "Oh, you are singing my poems, don't you know who I am?"

Ciro's eyes widened suddenly, "Dante Alighieri? Are you Dante?!"

The old man nodded: "I am Dante."

At this time, Zhao Hao's fate reminder eye has also been updated: Dante Alighieri, Bronze 1-star Netherland Heroic Soul...

Is he really Dante? !

It turned out that he was attracted by Xi Luo's poems.

"I haven't heard anyone sing my poems for hundreds of years. I feel very kind, so I came to have a look. After all, there shouldn't be new dead souls wandering in this gray wasteland..."

As I said before, Netherland is a conceptual existence, and each region is different. Regardless of the difference, after all, Netherland retains the souls of the dead, so there must be passages and entrances for the souls of the dead.

Such as the gate of the underworld, the gate of ghosts, Rashomon and so on.

That is the proper way for the dead soul. The soul after death will be attracted to the Netherland due to the rules, and will enter the Netherland through these ways. pending processing here...

And the gray wasteland where Zhao Hao and the others landed is not the normal path that the dead should take.

"How did you five living people come to Netherland? This is not a good place." Dante was still very curious about the five of them.

After all, being able to come to Netherland with a physical body is not something ordinary people can do.

Substances are inherently repelled here.

Even the soul or Yin God will be affected to a certain extent, let alone the physical body.

"We avoided the enemy so we couldn't live here. We wanted to find a way to leave Netherland and return to the surface world." Zhao Hao replied.

Dante stroked his beard gently, "There are some methods, each place is different, but none of them are easy."

When Zhao Hao and the others heard this, they immediately regained their spirits. If they could leave quickly, who would want to spend an extra minute in the underworld where the four of them stayed!

You know, that is to say, all five of them are bronze, so they can survive in the underworld for a short time without being affected.

If it is an ordinary person, the moment the body enters the underworld, the body dies, and it really becomes a dead soul.

Normally speaking, even a bronze-level transcendent would not come to Netherland without any special skills.

Zhao Hao quickly asked: "Mr. Dante, how can we return to the watch world?"

Dante said: "There is a way to enter the Netherland, and naturally there is also a way to leave the Netherland, but every place is different, I'm afraid you have to inquire about it. But what is certain is that no matter what the method is, it is very difficult, even very dangerous... ..."

The five of them also knew that this kind of thing should not be rushed, at least they had to ask clearly. So Pai Siro asked Dante for information about Hades.

After all, both of them are Italians, and they are more or less fellow villagers. Well, fellow villagers after six hundred years~

Dante lived in the fourteenth century, basically in the "early Ming Dynasty". Of course, there is no Ming Dynasty in this world...

After listening to Dante's brief introduction, the five of them were not calm.

Netherland is already very dangerous, but I didn't expect the current Netherland to be even more dangerous.

According to Dante, about hundreds of years ago, when he just died, the psionic energy gradually became thinner and inactive, which is the beginning of the quiet period of psionic energy. Liu Bowen was the one who slayed the dragon at that time...

At that time, the gods had already gradually ceased to manifest their existence, and after the beginning of the psionic silence period, they gradually began to leave this world.

Of course, not all gods have that ability, and many of them can only wait to die, or find a way to sleep.

As a result, the original order of Netherland completely collapsed within hundreds of years.

Basically, every myth is inseparable from the gods in charge of death or the underworld, but if they are gone, the order cannot be guaranteed.

It depends on whose fist is bigger.

After all, there is no big boss to suppress them, so the dead souls will start to act like demons.

Today's Underworld can be said to be divided into four directions, and it is simply full of vassal states!

No, it is now in the underworld in the west, so it should be said that there are city-states everywhere.

Those who have the ability in life will not be outdone after death. It can be said that he is a hero in life and a hero in death.

Some powerful "ghost heroes" have formed their own forces and bases.

For example, not far from Zhao Hao and the others, the Netherland city behind the mountain—Julerui, is one of them...

I don’t even want to touch the keyboard if I’m so forced to get started~~~

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