I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Before White came, he had imagined what kind of place the Periwinkle Land was like. After all, it was the place he should go to after his death.

He thought that a place with a certain flower as its name would be more beautiful, but the situation was completely opposite to him.

The black grass has been trampled by the undead for thousands of years, and the warm and moist wind blows through it, bringing a swamp-like smell.

Big black trees grew here and there, all white poplars.

The cave they were in was extremely high, and the top felt like the edge of a dark cloud, except that there were many stalactites.

The stalactites glowed with a gray halo, revealing evil-looking tips.

He tried not to imagine that they might fall on them at any moment, but there were fallen debris everywhere, and a few stuck straight into the black lawn.

He guessed that the undead didn't need to worry about these small dangers. For them, they were just poked by stalactites the size of pillars.

There are so many souls on the grassland that it is unimaginable, and the space for people's activities is very small. It is difficult to imagine how terrible it is to survive forever in such a grassland.

White tried to find familiar faces among the souls, but these undead were difficult to identify. Their faces shimmered, and they looked either a little angry or confused.

Sometimes they talk to themselves, but their voices are very low, like the squeaking of bats.

The undead are not scary, they just make people sad.

There are many people here that people in the world want to see... but will never see again.

They were captured by the people of Hades and were being taken to an unknown land. According to White's guess, the one who captured them should be the goddess of revenge. The snake hair was an obvious sign.

They were feeling a little anxious at the moment. White held on to the gem in his pocket, ready to leave at any time. He was also afraid that the gem would be snatched away and he would never lose the chance to go back.

There is a group of people also queuing here. The line winds to the door of a black building with the words "" on the door.

【Judgement】

It seemed that this was where the Furious Goddess was taking them.

The view here is very wide, so behind the building, they saw two more small teams, but the number was much smaller.

On the left row, the undead are guarded by ghouls on both sides. They have to walk through a path full of rugged rocks towards the place of punishment.

In the distance is the Place of Punishment, a vast, cracked wasteland filled with smoke and light, with rivers of lava flowing across it, minefields, and different torture chambers separated by kilometers of partitions. area.

Even from this distance, he could see figures being chased by hellhounds, being burned at stakes, and being forced naked through an area filled with cacti.

He could see a small hill with a figure the size of an ant on it. It seemed to be Sisyphus, who had once caught Death with a trick and was later punished.

After death, you have to keep pushing a stone to the top of the mountain, but as soon as you reach the top of the mountain, the stone will roll down, and this cycle will never stop.

At this moment, he was struggling to push a large pebble to the top of the mountain, and he also saw some more terrifying punishments, which were difficult to describe in words.

Perhaps this is why those in the Land of Periwinkle choose to stay there.

The team coming out from the right side of the big tent of the trial center looked much better. This team was heading towards a small valley surrounded by walls, a community with checkpoints.

This seems to be the only happy place in the underworld. Behind the guard gate are rows of beautiful houses. There are buildings from various periods in history, including ancient Roman villas, medieval castles and some tall buildings.

The grass was blooming with gold and silver flowers, glowing with iridescent light, and he could hear laughter and the aroma of barbecue coming from there.

Elysium.

This is the name of the place, and in the center of the valley is a shimmering lake surrounded by three small islands, just like a resort.

Those are the Sacred Islands, just as Sebastian said to Char, they are prepared for those who have been reincarnated three times and can go to Paradise three times.

White knew instantly that that was where he wanted to be in the future.

But he thought about one thing. There are so few people in Paradise. Compared to the Land of Periwinkle and even the Land of Punishment, the number of people living here is really pitiful.

Although Sebastian told Char that people who enter the Paradise are innocent or have done good deeds, most people in this world will make some big or small mistakes when they are young and ignorant. There are very few people who are faultless.

These people have not committed any serious crimes, but they cannot be said to be "innocent", so they are usually sent directly to reincarnation.

And it's frustrating how few people do good while they're alive.

However, now was not the place to think about this. He looked at the Furies around him.

It seems that a living person intruding into the realm of the dead is a big sin in Hades, and there is a high probability that they will be sent to the place of judgment. Therefore, what White knows is that they have to find a way to escape.

Their wands and his box were taken away, but they didn't follow them. They didn't know where they were taken, but if they wanted to get them back, they had to run first.

White and the other two deliberately slowed down, letting Nemesis lead the way.

He silently stretched out his hand to grab Dina and Hughes, while his boots slowly stretched out a pair of wings from both sides.

The goddess of revenge who was walking at the front seemed to have discovered something and slowly turned her head.

At this moment, the wings flapped violently.

A powerful lift directly carried White and the two people flying into the distance.

It was Tony's creation, inspired by Hermes' flying boots.

In the legend of Perseus, he once received the flying boots given by Hermes.

The flying direction of boots is undoubtedly more difficult to control than that of a broom, but White has always received perfect marks in flying classes, and he even studied aerodynamics.

His strong control allowed him to quickly control the direction in the air.

The goddess of vengeance narrowed her eyes slightly, spread out her bat-like wings behind her back, and chased White and others directly like an arrow.

But how could Tony's skill be as simple as flying? White asked Dina and Hughes to hug him tightly, and his boots began to change, and a nozzle extended from behind him.

As the blue flames spurted out, the three of them rushed out like rockets, instantly pulling away from each other. The raging wind hit them, causing them to let out ear-piercing screams.

White was also struggling a little, and the shoes on his feet were flapping wildly. They flew for several kilometers, and at the end of the horizon, they landed on a palace, shining with the brilliance of obsidian.

As they approached the palace, Dina shouted, "Stop, White!"

It was a good idea, but White didn't know how to stop.