I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 308
In addition to the unforgiving prisoners, it also houses enemies of the Greek pantheon, as well as some truly powerful and terrifying monsters.

Even the hydra Hydra is only here to be in charge of the gate.

The reason why White and others can enter the abyss so easily is also because of the disappearance of Hydra in a sense.

So in the dark, the power of fate is pushing them to come here.

If Shaar doesn't show up, they should have a way to survive, but they will suffer some hardships.

The air here is filled with the smell of sulfur, which irritates their lungs and erodes their skin, which is very uncomfortable.

The shore wasn't sand, they were standing on a jagged shard of black glass, sharp, the air tasted sour, the water was full of sorrow, everything here was full of danger.

Hughes on the side coughed heavily, "This place smells like the boots that my Uncle Unker hasn't washed for half a month."

White couldn't help but laugh, Hughes was his brother, and he knew how appropriate Hughes' description was.

That really stinks.

White looked around.

To be honest, if it weren't for the rest of his companions here, and even one of the most mysterious and powerful beings in the magic world, he would probably curl up and cry here until he became a lonely ghost. Be a part of this river.

Everything here is beyond what he can bear.

White put the box on the ground, then opened the mezzanine, walked down the stairs under the mezzanine, and when he came out again, he took some water and food and distributed them to his companions.

It was a good start, although at the moment they were in the worst possible condition, their clothes were torn and their fingers and arms were bruised when they slid down and left.

"Can you still go?" Xia Ya said.

White nodded, and the others nodded as well. They didn't want to stay by the river anymore, so after drinking water and eating food, they prepared to leave here.

He looked around. Overhead, they couldn't see the passage they'd come down from, or even the ceiling of the cave, just blood-red clouds floating in the dull gray sky, like looking at a patch of tomato soup and cement.

The black glass bank stretched inland for tens of meters before disappearing abruptly from the cliff.

They didn't know what was under the cliff, they could only see the edge of the cliff glowing red, as if lit by fire.

When they reached the edge of the cliff, White felt a sense of despair welling up from the bottom of his heart. The cliff was hundreds of meters down, and the bottom stretched out into a terrifying version of the Grand Canyon.

A river of fire cut a deep imprint in the uneven obsidian.

The coolness from the river of sorrow still hasn't dissipated, but their cheeks can already feel the roughness and burning.

Every breath is laborious, as if the chest is stuffed with foam and peanuts.

The wounds on their bodies were bleeding even more.

Arms exposed to the hellish air of Tartarus had begun to bubble.

It seems that there is special radiation like a nuclear explosion area, and ordinary humans cannot survive here.

"Can you still fly?" Char asked.

White really wanted to say yes, but obviously, here, they don't have any strength, and they can't use magic.

Perhaps in order to punish the criminals, there is a certain forbidden area of ​​magic.

Under their gaze, Merlin slowly raised his hand, and the wand appeared in his hand.

To be honest, Merlin's wand was definitely the thickest they had ever seen.

Their twigs are simply not comparable.

People with greater magic power will have relatively thicker wands, or they will use different materials.

So the existence of this magic wand can also represent Merlin's strength in a sense.

I saw him lightly tapping the tail of his staff, and a wave of magic power spread around.

They originally thought that the magic that Merlin planned to use was the kind of floating magic, leading them to leap over the river of fire.

But as the tail of his staff fell, their bodies turned into countless petals and disappeared in place. When they regained consciousness again, they landed beside the river of fire.

This is different from apparition, this is a kind of teleportation magic that they have never learned, and it is more advanced.

At least they can't use Apparatus here, but he can.

The scorching heat wave hit them, White looked at Dina, red herpes had appeared on her face, as if she had smallpox.

His vision was also blurred, his throat was almost bubbly, his stomach was constricted tighter than a fist, and his tattered clothes were steaming due to the high temperature.

They didn't know why Merlin brought them to the River of Fire. What they knew was that if they continued to stay here, they would definitely die here.

"Drink the river water." Shaar said.

White and the others almost suspected that they had heard it wrong, and they were stunned for a few seconds before speaking.

"what?"

"If you want to survive here, you must drink the river." Shaar said, "The river of fire flows into Tartarus from the underworld, and the river is used to punish evil. However, some legends also call it Call it the river of healing."

"The river of fire can keep the evil ones in their bodies, so that they can suffer the torture of the land of punishment, in other words"

This will also allow you to maintain your full body in Punishment Lands.

White swallowed, trying to keep himself awake, but there was no moisture left on his body, and his throat was as dry as if it was about to catch fire.

Flames gushed from the river and rolled up to their faces.

White had no doubt that if he drank the fire water, it would easily burn through his internal organs.

However, they are magicians, and magic is counterintuitive.

Dina walked over first and dipped her hand into the river.

She could no longer bear the high temperature, so instead of dying from the heat, she might as well give it a try while she was awake.

At the moment of first contact, the flame does not make people feel pain.It was cool, and maybe that also meant it was too hot for her to bear.

Before she changed her mind, Dina held the burning liquid in her palm and raised it to her mouth.

She had expected it to be the smell of gasoline, but it was actually much worse than that.

She had tasted ghost peppers in an Indian dish at a restaurant in the past.As soon as she took a bite, she felt as if her entire respiratory system was about to explode.

Such is the case with drinking the water of the River of Fire.

In just a moment, her nostrils were filled with liquid flames, her mouth seemed to be blown out, her eyes were full of tears, and every pore on her face burst open.She fell down, gasping for breath, nauseated, and shaking violently all over her body.

"Dina!" White hurried forward and grabbed her arm, and she almost rolled into the river.

As the pain passed, she breathed harshly and sat up with difficulty.She felt extremely weak and nauseous, but her next breath was much easier, and the blisters on her arms began to dissipate.

"It's really useful, White." Dina said, "Hurry up and drink, Lord Merlin won't lie to us."

White couldn't stand for a while, and fell limp on the ground.

Seeing this, Dina desperately picked up more fire. Regardless of the pain, she poured the liquid into White's mouth bit by bit. Soon, he coughed violently and trembled all over.

The fire of magic permeated his body, his fever gradually decreased, and the herpes dissipated.

"Uh," White said, "it's disgusting and spicy."

Dina smiled weakly, and Hughes also drank the water from the River of Fire, but obviously, he didn't feel well either.

With a little relief, they looked around as if they had just realized where they were.

"Tartaros" White murmured softly, "This place actually exists."

He remembered what he had seen as he fell—a series of platforms, plunging down into the darkness.

"We haven't seen it all yet."

"This is only a very small part of the beginning of the abyss." Shaar said, "It's like a doormat in front of a house."

"Can you get out?" White asked.

"There has never been a dead end in this world." Shaar said.

"But, how do we get through here?" Dina continued to ask.

In this poisonous gas-ravaged place, they almost died after staying for a while. Although drinking the water from the River of Fire made them feel a little better, the environment here still made them uncomfortable.

Although Xiaya can use some magic here, teleportation magic can only go to places he has been to, so he cannot use this magic to reach his desired destination.

Shaar raised his hand, and a ball of flame came out from his sleeve, floating in mid-air. The flame was like a teardrop, with a pair of eyes.

Its eyes became much brighter when it saw the River of Fire, and excitedly flew into the river where it was bathed in the River of Fire.

"It's called Calcifer." Char said.

"Char, where is this place!?" Calcifer jumped excitedly in the river, like surfing on a surfboard, "It's so comfortable here."

"Hell." Xia Ya said, "Okay, there will be plenty of time for you to play here in the future, and take us through here."

Shaar raised his hand again, and a bunch of parts fell out of his sleeve, including iron plates, screws, wood and other parts.

Calcifer flew out of the river, and flew around in front of the pile of parts. With the surge of magic brilliance, a small moving castle appeared in front of them.

It is only about the size of a car, with a smiling face on the front and four mechanical legs on the bottom, but there is no roof, and there are no seats inside, but there are some cushions.

And Calcifer, on the tongue of that smiling face, steered the whole car.

"One more thing, you have to pay attention." Shaar continued, "Tartaros is a prison, so it is very difficult to use magic in it.

However, there are also many dangers here."

As his words fell, White saw a group of black shadows rushing towards Merlin - a roaring monster with a slender head and two legs, with fierce eyes and fierce eyes.

A sweet, sickening breath brought his consciousness to a standstill.

next moment.

All he heard was the clank of the blade, and the blade slid through the air, creating a shiny metal arc.

Immediately afterwards, there was a terrible howl in the valley.

Both White and Dina stared blankly at this scene.

The monster was directly divided into two by the blade, and blood spilled all over the ground.

And Merlin, who was holding the blade in his hand, didn't have any blood on his body, not even a sword wound.

The holy sword glows in the darkness of Tartarus.It sliced ​​through the hot air like an enraged snake, hissing defiantly.

"If you know swordsmanship, you will have a higher survival rate here." Shaar looked at them, "Have you ever learned swordsmanship?"

It was only then that White realized that swordsmanship is one of the major features of the academy named after this great magician.

Merlin is not only a great magician, but also a sword master.

But obviously, among these people present, none of them knew swordsmanship.

"No?" Xia Ya said with some surprise, "When I was teaching, there were quite a few people who took my elective course of swordsmanship."

"Because that's your class," White said.

"If you teach classes at Hogwarts, I will go to explore the snotworm cave, not to mention swordsmanship," Dina said earnestly.

"That's interesting," White said.

Dina glanced at him angrily, then looked at the corpse on the ground, "What kind of monster is this?"

White stepped forward and squatted down to study for a while, then raised his head to look at Shaar, "Is this Arachne?"

Shaar nodded.

"What's that?" Hughes asked.

"Have you heard the story of a human woman who arrogantly competed with Athena, the goddess of wisdom, in spinning skills, but committed suicide because she lost, and finally became a spider?"

They nodded, suddenly, Dina seemed to think of something, looked at the corpse on the ground, "This is the protagonist of the story."

"It's her offspring." Xiaya said, "This is also one of the goddess' punishments."

Char turned over and jumped onto the moving castle, "Let's go, although Tartarus can kill monsters, but how long he can die is unknown."

They realized that this place is already hell, so it is naturally impossible for real death to exist.

Thinking of this, they quickly jumped into the car.

Driven by Calcifer's magic power, the mechanical legs of the car began to run forward with full strength, jumping between the rocks, and after becoming smaller, it was even more flexible than the castle.

The castle took them to the depths of the abyss at high speed...

(End of this chapter)