Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit pitted

Chapter 448 Blooms!twelve golden lights
"Why does this guy want to go to the underworld for no reason? Could it be that he, like me, is tired of seeing women on the earth and wants to change his taste?"

"Also, why did he insist on dragging me to look in that broken mirror? Does he also think that I, Mr. Dismasco, am handsome?"

"Forget it, I have decided to forget about the lovely aunts. If he wants to go find them, he can go find them. Anyway, I already have the most beautiful Sister Thor in the underground!"

Looking at the disappearing figure of Jaron in the abyss, the puzzled Dismask decided to go back and miss his sister Thor, and left Hirazaka in the blink of an eye.

And this time.

Jia Long, who went deep into the netherworld, once again fell into the familiar time and space of death. One day in the world and one year in hell. This feeling of time and space pulling makes people feel tortured.

Moreover, the space-time power of Hiraban, the entrance to the underworld, is far greater than the space-time vortex of the Demon Suppression Tower.

This is the real world of death after all.

If it weren't for the eighth sense, Kai Zang, to protect the soul.

Jia Long felt that he would become confused like ordinary undead, and even gradually lose himself.

After an unknown amount of time, Jia Long finally traveled through the time and space of death, and his eyes regained their brightness.

"This place really looks like the Demon Suppression Tower!"

The environment in the legendary world of death is very similar to the world in the Demon Suppression Tower. The sky is vast and dim, but it allows people to see everything in front of them clearly.

No light is visible, which is a typical feature of the world of death. Jia Long has already seen it in the Demon Suppression Tower.

At this time, there was a desolate wilderness outside Jialong, with rumbling fog and gloomy atmosphere. However, unlike the dead silence in the Demon Suppression Tower, there were many undead here, walking forward in long lines.

Jia Long even saw the fat undead who was kicked into the abyss before him.

However, the fat man's expression no longer had fear at this time, only the confusion after traveling through the time and space of death remained.

The same is true for the other undead. There is a long queue with no end in sight. All the undead follow the team towards the depths of hell with blank faces.

Jia Long, a big living person, looked very awkward among the undead.

With a flash of his body, Jia Long was about to leave here. He was not really here to experience the journey of death.

However, what surprised him was that, like the Holy Land, there seemed to be some kind of barrier here, making it impossible to use long-distance space teleportation.

I have no choice but to rely on my two legs.

Jia Long remembered that the Eight Senses in the comics also ran to the Temple of Hades on two legs. The eight hells, three valleys, ten trenches, and four rings in the underworld were exactly the same as the twelve zodiac signs in the sacred realm.

Fortunately, Jia Long still has the realm of space hidden in him, so he is not afraid of being stopped by the Pluto army.

As soon as Kai Zang showed up, Jia Long hid in the high-dimensional space, as if he was invisible, and ran towards the depths of the underworld along the long line of undead.

Even with only two legs, Jia Long is extremely fast.

In a moment, Jia Long came to a magnificent stone gate. This stone gate was simple and solemn, dark and old, and its style was very similar to the triumphal arch of Jia Long's previous life.

"Is this the legendary gate to hell? Anyone who enters this gate must give up all hope?"

The Gate of Hell, also known as the Gate of Despair. According to myths and legends, anyone who enters this gate will have even the only remaining hope taken away. This gate represents the terror of the kingdom of death.

However, that was all for Jia Long, he walked towards the gate of hell without any care.

There are no underworld warriors guarding here, because most of the underworld warriors have had their power intercepted by Jia Long, and it is difficult to come back in just three years. At this time, there is only one dog guarding the gate of hell - the three-headed hell dog.

This three-headed hellhound is as tall as a hill, with a dragon's tail and a lion's head. It looks ferocious and bloodthirsty. At this time, it is using its front paws to hold down an undead who wants to jump in line, and is chewing its soul crazily. There was a clicking sound, which made the other undead tremble in fear.

However, it only has the strength of seven senses and cannot detect Jia Long's existence at all.

Jia Long crossed directly.

The three-headed hellhound was completely unaware.

After passing the gate of hell, there is a bright river like flowing gold, rising from one side of the world, like a big arc crossing the entire world, flying towards the unknown depths.

Styx!

It is also the famous three-way river, leading to rebirth, destruction, and eternal fall!

This river is not unfamiliar to Jia Long, it also exists in the Demon Suppression Tower, but in the underworld, there are thousands of undead bathing in pain along the banks of this river.

These undead souls include all kinds of souls, including men, women, old and young, poor and lowly, rich and noble, and they all look like living beings.

According to legend, a person who has made no achievements during his lifetime, lies flat on his side, and has done neither good nor bad things in his life, will not be able to go to heaven or hell after death. After death, he can only wander sadly by the Santu River. , bathing for a living.

It is precisely because of despair that the undead are in such pain.

"It seems that you can't lie flat as a human being. In the previous life, those who were updated every day must be like this after death..."

Just as Jia Long was wondering, a wooden boat emerged from the darkness on the waterfront, and several fierce-looking but extremely thin ghost soldiers stood on the boat.

These ghost soldiers were wearing simple underworld clothes and holding huge scythes. Their strength was equivalent to that of the candidate fighters of the Holy Realm. When they saw them coming in a boat, the undead wandering on the shore immediately swarmed up, scrambling to squeeze into the wooden boat to cross. Styx.

"Go away! Hell will not accept poor souls, and the River Styx will not cross the poor souls. Those who want to cross the river must pay to get on the boat! Those who have no money can swim on their own!"

With a wave of the huge scythe, all the dead souls were blocked on the shore. Only those who had been buried with burial objects were allowed to board the ferry. However, all their wealth was plundered by the ghost soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Jia Long couldn't help but sigh again. Sure enough, the gap between rich and poor exists everywhere, and poor people are looked down upon wherever they go. And wealth is really something that cannot be brought with it in life or taken with it in death. If there are too many, they won't be brought to the other side of the Styx River, and they will only make it easier for the ghosts and monsters who manage the Styx River.

on board.

"Huh? Why is the ship so much heavier than usual despite the same number of people on board? Could it be that... someone has hidden money?"

"How is that possible? I just searched them one by one."

"How is it impossible? These rich people valued money more than their lives. Moreover, each one was more cunning than the other. In the past, some people secretly hid money at the back door."

"What should I do?"

"What should I do? Of course, don't be afraid of the trouble and explode them one by one!"

The screams of the wealthy undead echoed on the Styx.

When the wooden boat carrying the undead slowly docked, Jia Long quietly got off the boat amid the crowd, and walked through the twists and turns of the mountain road as if entering a deserted land, and finally arrived at the entrance of the eight hells and entered the underworld. The real heartland.

"Hades, Lord of Hades, here I come!"

　Thanks to the unfaithful book friends for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)