Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 2314: The Styx without Experimental Subjects
Selune spread her hands helplessly: “Keshaer, what’s the point of you being angry with me?

At best I am an accomplice.

Besides, I am only doing this to prevent you from following that boy and never coming back, and leaving Toril completely."

Shar's eyes were dark, and he said again: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Hill silently raised the crystal glass and took a big sip of water... to completely suppress the laughter that he almost couldn't hold back.

However, Selune really dared to say it.

Shar is the original darkness of Toril.

Even though her obsession had eased a little, it was impossible for her to give up Toril.

Translated, Selûne's words could more likely mean that instead of letting Shar shift her attention to her and Toril and focus on William, it would be better to drag William over and sink with her.

If she didn't have this kind of little thought, she wouldn't have cooperated with AO so much.

Although AO has evil intentions, he actually does not have many gods and strong men at his disposal.

Even if it was someone as useful as Xirik, it was actually someone he deliberately instigated, not someone Xirik who would do whatever he said.

The gods of Toril all have the style of old man AO, and will never take action unless they see benefits.

No one would help the old man if he offended Shar and wanted to share his power with a new god.

In other words, Selûne was the one who got involved because this matter was related to Shar.

However, as she said, she would not take the initiative to do anything... William saw some benefits of Toril or was tempted by something, but it could not be considered as her doing.

Although William would never have any intention towards Toril, but...

After seeing so many dwarfs from other families, the gods of Toril should be quite confident.

Although Tyr is miserable, his homeland is a plane of positive energy.

That place is much more serious than Paradise Hill.

It’s not that people are naturally good, but those who harbor evil thoughts simply cannot live leisurely in a positive environment.

But being kind doesn't mean they don't have ulterior motives. They are just not used to considering whether the other person has ulterior motives when they come into contact with others.

After all, the positive energy aura they carry with them can distinguish between good and evil... Unfortunately, after being surrounded by positive energy for too long, they have no idea that the good camp can also cheat people.

But the people of Toril still cannot understand why they believe that there is a world where the evil knows how to respect and love mortals better than the kindness of Toril.

Many people regard the history books brought by the undead as storybooks.

The same is true for AO.

Even though he knew that Trahil was indeed a good person now, he did not believe that Trahil would be a good person in the future.

So, as Selune said, he always felt that there was still a possibility that he could bring William back to Toril.

Just think about how long AO took to prepare for the Greek gods before he could bring them back so smoothly, and you will know that this famous old bastard never cares whether the waiting time will be too long.

However, although Shar was warning Selune, her tone was obviously directed at AO behind Selune.

Hill drank slowly from the cup, keeping his expression focused with interest and gloating.

It was as if what William said was true.

"The God of Time and Space and I do have our own worlds, and the connection between us has been cut off." William patted Shar's hand to comfort her with a smile on his face, "Although it is difficult, it is not impossible.

The God of Time and Space can become a powerful divine power at any time. For him, it is just a matter of whether he is willing to give it up, not a question of whether he can do it or not. "

Hill tilted his head curiously and looked at the people chatting, but in his heart he was translating William's words: the separation between him and the God of Time and Space had indeed been completed.

Even though there is still a connection between the souls, both sides have been isolated by the divine fire.

Especially the God of Time and Space.

The powerful divine fire was able to make William completely unable to sense his emotional changes.

Hill knew William very well... He told all the truth, but he also avoided some of the truth.

Then he took advantage of the moment when Shar was calmed down and raised his hand: "William, the Styx has already tried to build the universal version of the City of Death that you created in this world."

William was stunned for a moment: "Does this world have, um, enough undead for him to use?"

Not to mention that it is enough, even if the undead sent some souls during this period, it would only be about a hundred or eighty.

And according to the characteristics of this world, the levels of good and evil of those souls are probably about the same... Even the Styx probably can't activate all the judgment mechanisms.

Hill laughed: "He probably didn't think that much, but...ah, he built it, I'll go take a look."

Hill held the beads on his wrist and immersed his mind in the connection with the Styx again... Although Hill returned Gilbert's soul fragments to him, some of the gem beads in Hill's hands that were soaked in his soul breath allowed Hill to contact Gilbert at any time.

But this time, it won't be like in the past, where Gilbert would have to listen to whatever Hill wanted.

Now, Gilbert can refuse.

When Soul Eye reached Hill in the Styx, he was actually shocked...even more than when he heard William's 'dad' joke.

The City of Death built by the Styx is so neat, as neat as a red and black four-track roller coaster.

Oh, no, roller coaster is a bit exaggerated. It's the kind with four big slides and a rest area in the middle.

On the top of the mountain is a huge platform with flashing magic patterns.

In the middle of the platform is a pale white tower of bones... Between the bones, you can see that the tower is divided into 13 floors.

Gilbert, who was sitting on the top floor, was lying on his desk, doing something unknown.

The complete set of furniture that Hill had given him was laid out.

However, although the color of the tower was a bit depressing, the floor where Gilbert was located was obviously becoming gradually transparent.

It is very likely that as Gilbert becomes stronger, this bone tower will turn into a crystal bone tower.

It's okay.

But, this may be because the residences of the gods of death are roughly of those types, so this is the only building that Hill thinks is acceptable.

The rest, which gradually slid down, looked like a transit station, but was actually a punishment area set up by the Styx. Hill didn't even want to look at it.

As for those big slide-like things, it should actually be said that they are gentle downhill slopes.

However, no matter how stable it is, it will still go down!

Your handrail is only one meter high. Do you plan to knock down a few people when there are more people watching?

The sense of threat and intimidation that William emphasized was enough. After all, when you were queuing, you could see who was being bombed below. But...did Minghe ever think about whether those frightened souls would fall down?

Hill couldn't help himself and asked the question directly when Gilbert looked up at him.

Gilbert just laughed awkwardly twice when the strange slide was directly added with transparent walls.

It simply changed from a slide to a transparent water pipe.

This is simply a provocation to Hill.

He suddenly remembered what a professor said, that if they really went to the wizarding world one day and saw the Burrow, their first reaction would definitely not be how amazing the magic was, but rather, "My eyes are going blind. Can this thing be built by humans?"
He couldn't say that Styx did something wrong... Although it was ugly and weird, it still had all the basic functions.

However, Hill still couldn’t help but say, “This world’s City of Death, are you not going to have any guests visit it in the future?
Or will there no longer be any gods in this world who can fish out the souls of their believers from the River Styx?

Not even a soul with memories can leave this city of the dead?"

"Is it ugly?" A disembodied voice sounded in Hill's ears.

"It's so ugly that one would wonder if the person sitting here is a fake Grim Reaper." Hill answered firmly.

"But, the ability is fine, right?" Minghe said nonchalantly, "Then find some experimental subjects first, and if there is no problem, then change it."

"How many undead do you have available?" Hill couldn't help but ask.

"More than forty," Styx answered frankly, "the rest have turned to ash and can only be used as fertilizer for flowers."

Hill raised his eyebrows slightly... It seems that Minghe attaches great importance to this world.

Normally, the souls that were controlled by other evil camps would mostly end up entering the abyss or hell and becoming food or some kind of insects.

Even if Minghe knew this, he wouldn't care.

But this time, he intercepted these shattered souls.

In his words, it is used to make flower fertilizer.

It seems that Gilbert is not too miserable. After all, the banks of the Styx under his City of Death must be covered with Netherworld flowers.

Although Lycoris radiata is only a legend, the real netherworld flower is no worse than Lycoris radiata.

It's just that there's a bit of weirdness in the gorgeousness. No matter how gorgeous the flowers are, if you look at them for a while, you'll feel a chill down your spine.

Styx soon discovered why Hill asked him that.

Although he created four entrances, most of the forty or so souls that entered the City of Death entered the same one.

A few people entered the adjacent entrance... It was fine that no one could enter the kind entrance, but the neutral entrance was also uninhabited.

Only evil and more evil paths are taken.

When Hill saw this scene, the only words in his mind were "as expected".

Although there are not many people in this world, their living environment is so cruel that many people should die every day.

After the reconstruction of the Styx, although the entrance to receive the undead was opened,... the Tower of Xia was not in vain after all these years of trouble.

Of course, there is also the reason why the major magic towers protected all their subordinates because they had no idea what was going on.

Including the poor people on the outskirts of the town whom they once ignored.

It can be seen that there is no fool in the magic tower that has persisted until now... Even if they don’t know the inside story, they are all very clear about the Tower of Xia’s coveting of souls.

Coupled with the events that happened some time ago, almost all the cannibals in the wilderness were killed, so this strange situation occurred.

(End of this chapter)