Players’ NPC daddy.

Blaze drew out the [Mistine] and aimed the muzzle with a spiral flame pattern spreading outward from the deep inside at the snake tail of the stillborn giant, and slowly moved the muzzle based on his vague memory.

"Hmm? Are you also the type who likes to attack others' genitals?"

Blaze's hand trembled, and the muzzle of the gun deviated from its original direction. The burst of white light passed through the body of the stillborn giant, leaving a black mark on the white feathers.

"Stranger, you seem to like talking about your lower body very much recently." Blaze couldn't help but use the blunt name, looking at Greenland who appeared with a frown.

If it happens once or twice, just treat it as a stranger being possessed by an elf occasionally, but if it is mentioned repeatedly, there is something fishy going on.

"Actually, I've had a breakthrough with that Ripper guy recently, and we're basically being honest with each other."

"Wow!" Blaze couldn't help but raise his voice, his ears perked up in curiosity as he used Mistydin to knock down the meteorite. Even in the heat of battle, he could still find time to listen to gossip.

His thoughts were still relatively simple, so he would only ask...

"Are you going to have a baby?"

"You can't make a baby with the back..."

Greenland's answer shocked Blaze so much that he seemed to be surrounded by the universe for a moment, so much so that he didn't hear a word Greenland said afterwards.

Ouch ah ah——

The giant's roar filled with the sound of death woke Blaze up. The stillborn giant, covered with strangers, finally woke up from his hazy sleep and began to twist his body.

The first to move were the hairs that broke out of the body. Those hairs were living creatures with animal heads, spewing fire and attacking the strangers.

Fortunately, the stranger had obtained intelligence about the stillborn giant before arriving, and the moment he felt the movement under his feet, he was able to shed his skin. He then threw out his hook, and at the moment the hair of the beast's head broke through the body, he quickly pulled his body back and slashed the head with his sword.

The skin of the dead giant was originally very tough, and most foreigners had no way to deal with it. But this animal head hair that appeared and seemed to be used to destroy foreigners turned out to be an opportunity for foreigners to cause harm.

The breaking of the beast's hair caused the stillborn giant to feel severe pain all over his body.

The giant's arms, spread out like celestial flowers, began to coordinate their movements, shifting from grabbing a stone with one hand to using several hands working together. The frequency of its attacks decreased, replaced by rivers of ice pouring down from the sky.

The azure ice stream was pulled from the sky by the stillborn giant, bombarding the ground indiscriminately, filling Gaia's pelvis with glaciers. Perhaps the stillborn giant was too excited, and the glaciers turned into a huge glacier after falling, even burying half of its body.

This should have been an attack that was enough to cause total annihilation, but at the moment the glacier fell, the gun and shield strangers all took out their teleportation items and smashed them hard to the ground.

This is a large-scale teleportation prop that can indiscriminately teleport all strangers around in one breath. It is an essential prop for dying together with others and messing with people's mentality.

However, once the Gaia Pelvis began the gestational ritual of the Primordial God's Residence, all intruders became participants in the ritual, and could only leave through the exit of the Primordial God's Residence. Not even the stillborn giant could leave.

So, of course, the large teleportation props couldn't reach the intended location, and the only thing they could do was a single, interrupted, ineffective teleportation. And in this Gaia Pelvis, the teleportation was interrupted in the sky.

The next moment after the glacier fell and completed the indiscriminate attack, the foreigners fell from the sky and slid towards the dead giant on the huge glacier.

From the moment it landed, the bombardment never stopped. Fingers that seemed to be connected to the sky were broken off one after another. The blood from the broken hair of the roaring beast heads dyed the glacier red.

With a dull thud, the dead giant slowly fell onto the glacier, and a huge crack spread to both sides along the place where it fell.

It was a huge rift, a rift leading to the world of death.

The dead giant sank slowly, as if being dragged back to the hell it had escaped from.

The ferryman of the River of Death slowly slid the wooden boat closer, brushing past the huge dead fetus giant, and finally docked the boat on the shore.

He raised his old eyes and looked at the living people who came to the River of Death...?

There are so many people in front of him that he could be exhausted to death.

Chapter 452 It’s not a bug, it’s a mechanism!

[River Styx], the quietest and most peaceful place in the world, the living are afraid, the dead are silent, and the only sound is the sound of his wooden boat parting the river of death.

It is also the only rule in this sacred place.

"Is this the legendary River of Death?"

"Amazing! I thought I could just walk away after the third stage, but I didn't expect I could even enter the map!"

"I heard that different areas can create items with different properties. I want to try it right away!"

"fishing!"

“Grow vegetables!”

The ferryman slowly tightened his grip on the oars, and a large number of visitors from other worlds seemed to be running around on the shores of the River of Death, not only digging the soil but also throwing fishing lines into the river.

No reverence!

"Everyone, don't cross this line, or you will die." The strangers from the Fairy Kingdom used heavy shields to draw a cordon to prevent people from falling into the river.

More than a hundred shields are enough to create a completely safe area, and the only entrance is the location leading to the ferryman's wooden boat.

Blaze, Little Angel, and Greenland came to the ferryman's boat under the gaze of the crowd. Kate Cat stood in front of the boat very solemnly and said seriously, "I'm leaving it to you guys from now on. Can't you send a few more people?"

The second half of the sentence was said to the ferryman. It was just a try anyway, so it wouldn't be a loss if he was rejected.

The ferryman shook his head decisively. The strangers' request to "send more people" was definitely not as simple as it seemed. The ferryman knew that as soon as he nodded, these strangers would begin their endless and immoral attempts.

Today, I'm asking you, "Three people"? Does it mean standing on a boat, with only three pairs of feet? If so, what about a dozen people playing Jenga, with only three pairs of feet on the ground?

Tomorrow the ships will be requisitioned to build the bridge across the River of Death.

The day after tomorrow I will ask if we can use cannons to blast people over.

The ferryman really wanted to kick these bastards into the River of Death, but that copper coin was a damn golden medal of immunity from death. It would be automatically consumed once leaving the shore of the River of Death, and even if they fell into the River of Death, the ferryman would pull the strangers out.

This copper coin, which can unconditionally pull souls out of hell and death, is a very valuable currency, but this group of strangers actually brought a large bag with them, with several coins per person.

The ferryman looked at Blaze, his dry, wrinkled eyes turning slowly.

"In this chaotic world after the earth-shattering events, even the gods born beneath the World Tree must abide by the rules of the river. Cross the river, and you will lose your divine nobility and fall into the underworld, but in return you will gain the most solemn oath."

"..." Blaze was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and complained to Greenland beside him, "Why do the old people in this hometown always like to tell such mysterious riddles? Isn't it just that the title of God will be invalidated after crossing this river?"

"Huh!?" Greenland widened his eyes. It was quite rare for internal characters to complain about each other. Most of the time, they acted as if they understood it as if only the players didn't understand.

"Then are you still coming?"

"Why not?" Blaze said with a strange look on his face, lowering his voice. "The title of God only takes effect when your eyes are closed or you are blind. It's ineffective when your eyes are open."

"Ah...ah! You, you are trying to exploit a bug!" Greenland was stunned and horrified. This is a player privilege.

"That's terrible! Who taught you that?"

Not far away, Dali Feizhuan whistled and shook his head, quietly sneaking up to the stranger who was trying to fish in the River of Death, as if he had nothing to do with him.

"I don't understand what you are saying." Blaze shook his head slowly, refusing to admit it, because he remembered that a BUG was something that would be fixed specifically.

The ferryman beside him knocked the deck heavily with the oar several times, and then held the oar with both hands. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed from a greedy ferryman who ferried the dead and made a little money from the living from time to time into the gatekeeper of the world of death. No rat could slip away from him.

"No matter what force there is, it cannot shake the rules of the river, and it cannot escape my eyes."

"Can you keep your eyes open?" Greenland pulled the little angel over and formed a circle with Blaze. "Although I don't know what effect the title of God has, it will definitely come in handy."

"Yes." Blaze nodded. During the long training period of [Pankrasin], if he accidentally blinked his eyes, he would definitely see Chiron's iron fist when he opened his eyes again.

"What if this old man deliberately delays time, or deliberately shakes back and forth, or splashes blood in his eyes!?"

"Do you foreigners have to take so many precautions before fighting?" Blaze couldn't help but complain.

"No, these are what we outsiders would do." Greenland patted his chest proudly. Today was also the day when the reputation of outsiders was damaged.

"Your speculation is too dark!" The little angel, with her heroic girlish appearance and a strong voice full of male hormones, criticized Greenland's views and vindicated the ferryman.

"This is the man who single-handedly protects the River of Death. Occasionally abandoning his post and smuggling living people across the river to make a little extra money is already a violation of his moral bottom line. How could he possibly do something even more despicable and despicable!"

The ferryman didn't know for a moment whether the little angel was praising him or scolding him. Anyway, he was stunned by the sight of the little angel with a female appearance and a male voice but a female soul.

Strangers are truly a magical species.

Anyway, Blaze and the other two boarded the narrow ferry. Blaze sat alone on one side, while Angel and Greenland squeezed in on the other. From the moment he stepped on, Blaze rolled his eyes, ensuring his [Blindness] was ineffective.

The oars slid slowly, and the boat slowly disappeared into the thick fog amid the cheers of strangers on the shore.

"Okay, prepare for artillery support!" Kate Cat clapped her hands, and then the strangers from the Fairy Kingdom began to assemble a super cannon on the spot.

Kate Cat sincerely feels that the opening of the upper limit of [Blacksmith] is the most interesting update recently.

……

In the Goblin village, a huge bird of prey streaked across the sky, then dived straight down. Just before it hit the ground, it spread its wings and hovered steadily in front of an old man.

"Is this what it means to be in the dark? You're hiding in a place like this, Odin."

"When did you become so rude?" Odin spread his hands and raised an eyebrow at the chicken's aggressive attitude. "Oh, you're angry because you can't accompany your master across the River of Death. That's truly admirable loyalty."

"But I have my reasons for being missing. [Wali] will be born one day."

The chicken's expression changed and it fell to the ground.

"So you're looking for a place to castrate yourself?"

"Castration? Cough cough cough!" Odin coughed dryly and covered his lower body. "This is fate. Even if it wasn't me, [Vali] would definitely be born, and..."

"Kill Blaze."

"You peeped into the future without permission, but it brought us trouble." The chicken turned its head and tapped the ground with its claws.

Balder, the second-generation one-eyed man, was inevitably killed by his blind brother, but this was not the end of the story as Odin saw it. There was a sequel, in which Odin's son Vali would kill the blind man and send him to hell.

This has nothing to do with Blaze. Becoming blind or becoming a god is not what Blaze wants. He just wants to protect a red-haired girl and save a good friend.

All this is just because Odin used his omniscience to peek into the future, because Odin was afraid of fate.

Odin spread his hands in disbelief, but a proud smile appeared on his face.

"That's why Blaze is better than me. He has already entered the world of death with the name of Blind Eye. His fate is complete. Even if [Vali] is born, it will only be another defeated opponent for Blaze."

Chapter 453: The Moral Level of Strangers

The geniuses of [G] were rarely working, but were sitting in a very luxurious private cinema, eating popcorn and drinking happy water, looking like they were enjoying a masterpiece.

In reality, this wasn't a private theater at all; it was just the headquarters of [G] Corporation. What these people were watching wasn't some blockbuster movie; it was a live broadcast. The content of the live broadcast, of course, was the ongoing battle within Gaia's pelvis.

Whenever the Stillborn Giant wailed under the players' gunfire, one of them would raise his hands and let out a crackling howl. This person was Glasses, and he was also the designer of the Stillborn Giant.

Perhaps because she realized that her own son could finally die a glorious death instead of being beaten to death by a hundred people, she was deeply moved and tears filled her eyes.

"Penguin, sit here." Cookware dodged Glasses's excitedly waving arms and subconsciously called out to the little laborer they shared, but unexpectedly, her call received no response.

“Is this guy still working overtime?”

"No, he said he wanted to play some games."

"What!?" Eyes suddenly stood up, pointing at the big screen and screaming, "Is this guy trying to get involved? Typhon can't withstand this guy's size, it will break!"

"He said he was just looking for someone online." Everyone rushed to comfort this mentally unstable woman who seamlessly switched between joy and sorrow and was fragile inside.

They understood. After all, Glasses was most proud of her own design, Typhon's grand finale. As a behind-the-scenes worker for Godlock, this was her only chance to openly appear before players, so she valued it greatly.

She also wanted to hear the players marvel at her monsters.

"Don't worry, this guy has the reserve of a player. The moment he stepped into the ranks of producers, he knew that his fate would be unfair to other players." The kitchen patted the man with glasses on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

"Just sit here and watch your son being beaten to death by my son!"

……

The Styx, the River of Death, the Feather-Sinking River, its waters were even lighter than sound, lighter than light. Therefore, above the Styx, it was incredibly quiet, even the sound of the ferryman cutting through the currents was drowned in the river.

The strangers were still shouting and cheering on the shore, but their voices could not be heard. All we could see were their excited expressions, as if... they were in two different worlds.

This is the true horror of the Styx. The fear of the living world gradually receding will erode the stowaways, and the obsession with life will fall to the bottom of the river as the water of the Styx slides, making the stowaways become true residents of this world of death in a trance.

Both Greenland and the little angel were new to the place. They used their hands to make photo poses and record everything around them. There was no fear on their faces, only excitement.

This was not Blaze's first trip to the world of the dead. Although the atmosphere in Helheim was very different, he was not panicked by the feeling of alienation from the world of the living.

Blaze was more concerned about something else than the River Styx he was crossing.

"Why didn't the strangers from the Fairy Kingdom try to defeat this guy and just take over the ship?"

Strangers are heroes, but that doesn't stop them from being hooligans. For example, when Blazer saw the Strangers coming, he rarely saw them pay the city's customs fees. In the early days, they even robbed shops.

Even putting these aside, strangers have an instinctive resistance to following the rules, or they keep trying to see how lawless they can be.

For a ferryman, who is the person in charge of managing a certain channel, foreigners will definitely try every means to steal the boat, but judging from the reactions of the foreigners in the [Fairy Kingdom], it seems that they have never tried it once.

Although the ferryman looked very strong before, don’t strangers like to see strong people go up and punch them to see if the other party can become a boss?

"Because this guy is super strong in his settings."