The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

Charon looked at the flute of the ocean, and after a while, his expression became subtle.

"Titan Artifact... Where did you get it?"

"Ah, it's too troublesome to explain this. Grandpa Charon, can you see if you can use it?" Kevin handed the flute to Charon.

Even though Sea God Poseidon said that the flute still had the power of a titan, if he tried his best to purify it, it would take him ten days.

But Kevin knows that Charon in front of him is by no means an ordinary god.

This guy is the son of Erebus, the God of Darkness in the Primordial God Realm, and Nyx, the Goddess of the Night.

And the so-called Primordial God Realm are the gods of the first series!

Therefore, in terms of seniority, this guy may even be higher than the Titans.

Hmm... wait?

In other words, the last time Kevin jumped in front of such a god, was he okay?

Well, anyway, Charon was quick to respond.

I saw Charon holding the flute of the ocean. After thinking for a while, he suddenly grabbed Kevin and threw him and the flute into the River Styx together.

"Grandpa Charon, you...!" The 'Zuan Greetings' behind Kevin was swallowed by the River Styx.

"Lord Charon, what are you doing?" Nier, who sensed the danger flying up, opened her eyes wide and looked at Kevin who fell into the Styx River, looking at Charon.

"It's all right." Charon waved his hands, "This kid is wearing a holy garment made from the River Styx, and the river will not do anything to him.

And the flute will be washed by the water of the Styx River in the Styx River, and when he gets up later, he can use the Ocean Flute. "

"Oh, that's it... No, I didn't mean that!"

Nier looked helplessly at the puzzled Charon, pointed at the bubbling place, and shouted: "Lord Charon, Kevin... the only thing he can't swim is!"

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pS: I have been a little confused recently, so the update is a bit slow, sorry!

pS2: The outline is basically finished. The Titan War will not last long, and it will be finished before the [-]th at most.

Then there is the Temple of Time.

Now that the voting results have come out, I decided to try to write about fate first, and after finishing writing, it will be the Nordic Lorebelt.

Well, that's right, I wrote both, are you satisfied now? !

But let me say one thing first, I am not very enthusiastic about writing fate. Simply put, it is because the cooking skills are insufficient, and it may not be possible to ignite it.

I'm sick of seeing it myself...

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When Charon fished Kevin out of the River Styx, he couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw his unlucky appearance.

Pointing at Kevin who was being held by him with one hand, tears of laughter almost flowed out.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have today, hahaha!"

The corners of Kevin's mouth twitched slightly, took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and smiled kindly at Charon.

"Grandpa Charon, you look... very happy!"

Seeing this, Charon's smile couldn't help froze.

Looking at Kevin, who was smiling but not smiling, his eyes were rolling around, and he was thinking of some bad idea, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his heart, and his heart was broken!

Seeing Kevin deflated was so happy that Charon even forgot that Kevin was the guy who was collectively 'blessed' by the gods of the underworld!

"Ahem, boy, where's the Titan Artifact—the Flute of the Ocean?" Charon, who coughed twice, began to change the subject.

At the same time, when he put Kevin on the boat, he waved the long pole in his hand lightly, and the dark water on Kevin's body gathered and left him.

Kevin left Charon aside, and then handed the flute of the ocean to Charon.

Charon held the flute of the ocean, looked at it for a while, and was about to do something, when he saw the dark blue flames in his eyes blazing, he glanced at Kevin again.

To be precise, he looked at the holy garment Kevin was wearing.

thought for a moment.

"Boy, if I'm not mistaken... the river of Styx dominated by your holy clothes is the inextinguishable flame of the underworld among the five rivers, right?"

"Ok?"

Kevin blinked, thought for a while, nodded and replied: "Yes, Master Hades said at the time that the five rivers of the underworld contained too many negative emotions, so he helped me refine them and remove the impurities in them.

Only the immortal flame of the underworld remained. "

Hearing this, Charon nodded slightly: "That's right, whether it's lamentation, pain, forgetfulness, or hatred, they all contain a lot of negative emotions gathered in the world.

Therefore, the most suitable thing for you is indeed the eternal flame...but it would be a pity if it is only used for defense.

Are you interested in learning how to mobilize this power, kid? "

Kevin froze for a moment, looked at Charon in surprise and said, "Grandpa Charon, do you know how to control this flame?"