I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

White and others only felt that they were falling continuously, and they could not feel any point of strength at all. The abyss seemed to be endless and the bottom could not be seen.

The endless dark wind blew against them, and it seemed that they could faintly hear the breathing of some giant creature in their ears.

He was unconscious for a while, but after waking up again, he was still falling, as if he was going to fall all the way to the center of the earth.

White knew where they were going.

Although many people regard Tartarus as the underworld, people in the underworld sometimes say that they are from Tartarus.

But the two are not strictly the same thing.

Tartarus is the lowest point in the universe, beneath but separate from the underworld, which depends on him for his existence.

He is also an anthropomorphic god, one of the earliest creatures in the universe, a monster and a Titan.

and, in later mythology, the burial place for mortals who committed the unforgivable sin.

Each mortal's punishment is different, depending on the crime they committed.

Although as a god he was Typhon's father, Tartarus is not depicted in any way other than as a dark abyss used as a prison, so there aren't many myths or stories of the original god.

He tried hard to open his eyes and looked around, but his two companions were still unconscious.

Nine days.

As he fell, White thought of the ancient Greek poet Hesiod, who speculated that it would take nine days to fall from the ground to Tartarus.

He just hoped now that Hesiod was wrong.

He had no idea how long they had been falling.

a couple of hours? How many days?

It seemed like there was no end at all, but fortunately he managed to capture Dina and Hughes. He didn't know what the use was, but at least they wouldn't be alone after death.

Surrounded by endless darkness, they continued to fall. This kind of fear was unspeakable.

They say people go through a revolving door before they die, but the time they spent falling was so long that he had already lived his life over and over again in his mind.

When he entered Hades, he was ready to die and ready to sacrifice for the magic world.

However, when he actually faced this moment, he was a little unwilling.

He was still so young, he had met the most important person in his life, and he had imagined countless future lives, but everything had to end at this moment.

White put his lips to Dina's ear, "I love you."

He didn't know if she could hear him, but if they died, he wanted these to be his last words.

He was thinking hard about the method. His flying skills were good, but at the moment, his flying broom was no longer on him, and his flying boots were useless. Perhaps his magic power was exhausted.

He had learned some alchemy and knew some basic physics knowledge, so he knew clearly what it would be like to fall at this speed - he was almost desperate.

Soon, their surroundings began to change.

A faint grayish-red appeared in the darkness.

He found that while holding Dina tightly, he could clearly see her face. It was no longer dark here, and her salamander-like eyes were staring at him quietly.

The sound of wind in my ears turned into a roar, and the air was extremely hot and smelled like rotten eggs.

Suddenly, the passage they had been falling in suddenly opened up and turned into a huge cave. About a few kilometers below them, they saw the bottom. In an instant, he was at a loss.

The cave was big enough to hold several cities, and he couldn't even see its edges.

Red clouds hung in the sky like evaporated blood, and the landscape - at least to him, was a rocky black plain dotted with jagged mountains and burning abyss.

To White's left, the land was cut into cliffs one after another, like huge steps leading to the depths of the abyss.

The sulfurous smell made it difficult to concentrate. He paid attention to the ground beneath him and saw a flashing ribbon of black liquid - that was a river.

However, he knew clearly that with their current speed, it was impossible to fall into the river unharmed.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to try to cast a spell without a wand, but it was obviously not good. Casting a spell without a wand can only be done by the top magicians in the magic world.

Soon, they quickly approached the river. The three of them hugged each other tightly, closed their eyes, and welcomed the last moment.

However, the expected feeling of impact with the river and being shattered to pieces did not come.

They opened their eyes together and found themselves floating on the river, controlled by a powerful magical force.

On the bank of the river, a familiar figure was watching them quietly.

White magic robe, white medium-long hair, handsome face, looks very young, but his eyes seem to contain the stars in the universe.

Seeing this figure, both White and Dina had some tears in their eyes.

"gentlemen!"

"This river is not exciting." Char joked, "This is the Xytus River."

White came back to his senses. He had heard that this river was the river of sorrow. People who were not buried during their lifetime would come here after death. The souls that could not enter reincarnation would make sighing and sad sounds.

Even if White did not fall into the river at this moment, there were countless whines whispering in his ears and invading his brain.

Life is hopeless, they say, everything is meaningless and you will die eventually.

The chill from below made his teeth chatter, but soon they were on shore, and things were much better.

"These things should be yours."

Char pointed to the box beside him and some wands. They came to their senses and quickly stepped forward to take a look. White also opened his box directly and confirmed the contents.

He looked at Xia Ya in surprise, "Sir, weren't these things taken away by people from the underworld?"

"They took it away." Xia Ya said, "After I left you, I went to look for old friends along the way, and then He gave these things to me. He probably thought you were related to me."

White and Dina looked at each other, and they did not continue to ask any more questions.

The reaction of the previous underworld ferryman Caron was enough to explain everything.

The friends that Merlin can know are definitely existences that they cannot touch...

"Why are you here?" Xia Ya asked.

"We originally planned to go to the archives to find information about Hercules," White said. "However, we were discovered by people from the underworld. We escaped all the way and accidentally fell into the entrance of the abyss."

He looked at Char, "Sir, can you take us back to the underworld?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Xia Ya's eyes, "There is only an entrance to the abyss, but no exit."

White was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss.

"Come with me." Xia Ya said, "I will do something here, you can follow me."

He turned his head and looked into the depths of Tartarus, with faint ripples in his eyes.

He originally just wanted to come here for a look, but when he came to the abyss, he discovered something.

He sensed a huge force of destiny.

Xiaya is now very skilled in weaving destiny and controlling the power of destiny, and is also very familiar with the perception of destiny.

For him, he can clearly know where they are for all the people whose fates he has weaved in this world.

Obviously, this power of destiny does not come from himself, but from the old man.

This power is huge, so huge that it is equal to the total of the power of destiny he has ever possessed and more.

However, this also means that the carrier carrying this power of destiny may be so powerful that it is unimaginable.