Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 656 - 569: Oasis in the Desert_2

His faith spread across the entire New Continent, including many tribes and clans with their own Totem Gods, who couldn't help but also worship this "Death God" during their own ceremonies, as death itself is worthy of reverence from all humans.

Therefore, hell (Mit) was also known euphemistically as "Death God Wuhao's Cellar", a term even sometimes used by Pirates on the Golden Sea.

Mit is an unknown region not existing anywhere in the Material World, the destination of souls, indeed very much like the Nimansite People's idea of hell.

But compared to the destination of many Nimansite believers—the Divine Kingdom, Mit for the Atrean People is a public area, not entirely the private domain of Death God Wuhao.

Except for the devout followers of Totem Gods who merge with their gods upon death, most other Atrean people and even unbelievers from the Nimansite People would come here after death to roam about.

The only thing that Aiven now felt relieved about was.

When he got engaged to Olivia, the blessing he received from the King of Sea Monsters, Kraken, not only helped him withstand an unbeatable blow but also counterattacked heavily against this High-Rank Totem God.

Otherwise, if he had the focus to direct his attention toward "Mit", wouldn't flattening and kneading be merely a flick of his hand?

"If during the next transaction I personally go to the Tempest Church to deliver goods, I wonder if Lord Kraken could give me another blessing?"

Yet this sentence was purely jest to amuse himself in hardship; to escape from hell? Even if Wuhao can't attend to here, one can imagine the difficulty involved.

Of course.

Assured that he only needs to deal with this harsh environment temporarily, and the minions under the "Death God", Aiven slightly relaxed.

Even if another Totem God like the "Sea Serpent God" comes along, although he might not win, escaping wouldn't be an issue.

With Data Visualization monitoring, he was still fully aware of his current Status, possessing the abilities of a Tier 3 Extraordinary.

Although the Magic Element was extremely inactive, it hadn't completely reached a "Death Demon Environment", his Witchcraft wouldn't be entirely unusable, depending on how much he was willing to sacrifice.

Moreover, the Shadow Realm was not closed, Kaka's abilities were entirely unaffected, even giving Aiven the impression that this place was actually closer to the Shadow Realm.

However, the environment was indeed extremely unfriendly to living creatures; calm down and he noticed that in this desolate area, apart from sound, even moisture, heat, or even slight traces of Life Force were being stripped away from his body little by little.

But by using Divine Power to firmly lock down his Life Magnetic Field, he could form a cycle within to sufficiently resist this harsh environment in the short term.

Yet the apprentices, including Leon himself, who stayed inside the Alchemy Workshop could not come out temporarily; given their abilities, they might not last long before becoming mummies in this desolate area.

The urgent thing he needed to do now was to find the lost Angie and then find a way to bring her out of hell!

Suddenly, Aiven's face lit up with joy.

"There's a discovery!"

In a dead-silent world, any slight change is good; anyway, things couldn't get any worse.

The Seagull he had released just returned visual reconnaissance images.

About thirty kilometers away, a lone figure was arduously moving between the undulating dunes in the desert.

Bang—!

A Black Cavity appeared before Aiven, who without hesitation took a step, and he had arrived thirty kilometers away, to see what that figure looked like with his own eyes.

It was an Atrean Warrior with face paint, staggering with unsteady steps, holding a broken obsidian spear, with a massive laceration wound enough to be fatal on his body.

And more bizarre than being able to move despite suffering a fatal injury was that the color on his body was continuously fading, like being diluted by the desert, gradually matching the hue of those white grains of sand.

Aiven immediately saw that he was not human, but a ghost; encountering ghosts in hell is hardly unusual. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He stepped beside him and tentatively asked:

"Hello?"

"What's your name?"

"Which tribe do you come from?"

Switching through several main languages of the Atrean People he knew, the warrior-dressed person seemed not to hear at all and showed no response.

In the process, the color on his body gradually faded completely, becoming identical to the sand.

Suddenly.

He muttered to himself:

"My time is up."

It was a remnant language from the Kuma Civilization.

Then the pale body collapsed with a crash, shattering into yet another pile of sand in the desert.

Leaving only a colorful light orb floating in the air for a moment before seemingly beckoned, it shot away in a particular direction.

This was currently the sole anomaly that Aiven encountered, and of course, he wasn't letting it slip so easily.

Initiating Desperate Thunder Swordsmanship: Instant Flash, he pursued at once.

Following the colored light orb with a tail, Aiven leaped over one undulating dune after another. In his field of view, the geographical environment remained unchanged, comprised solely of white dunes.

Or you might say, all around were "remnants" of the ghosts.

Continuing for nearly half an hour, he completely moved away from the initial coastline.

Suddenly.

Swish swish swish...

"Is that the sound of water?!"

Finally witnessing something different in the desert, Aiven's spirit was instantly lifted.

Spreading Thunderbird Wings, he leaped high, his vision spanning over the varying high and low dunes, seeing not far away a clear, transparent river like air surging forth, appearing to be the only 'living' thing in this world.

Plop!

The colorful soul light orb plunged headfirst into the river.

Reflected on the river's surface were colorful images of several crucial moments in an Atrean man's life; then, a wave swept over, returning everything to tranquility.

The last traces of the warrior's life vanished entirely.

Seeing this, Aiven realized.

This absolutely couldn't be a place created by Wuhao, even though this High-Rank Totem God was already irresistibly powerful to Aiven, in reality, he hadn't even achieved the immortal Tier 5 Demigod Personality.

These endless dunes had accumulated over countless years, burying so many ghostly "remnants", and this river capable of purifying the soul's essence is indeed the Nether River spoken of by Necromancy School wizards?

Judging from the scenario when the Black Hole was initially opened, it seemed this domineering "Death God" might simply be acting as a custodian.

This world of the dead has its own predetermined operational rules.

After death, human souls gradually disintegrate over time, in the winds and rains within "Death God Wuhao's Cellar", leaving behind everything from the mortal world here, thus strengthening this mysterious realm's power.

Only the "Soul Origin" (Life Essence) remains to enter the Nether River, flowing toward the true Netherworld in the Material World.

Aiven stood in the air, observing the gradual disappearance of that light orb, deep in thought.

At this moment.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly glimpsed that downstream of the river, there appeared a hint of greenery! With many small black dots frolicking there.

"Is that an oasis in the desert?!"