章 435: The Ancient Secrets

The massive Boat of Soul moored under the stairway of the Gate of Hell, the boat which represented death was lit up with lights. But the light was about to be extinguished.

Clarence, the Level Seven King of the Dead, desperately grabbed the bone oars away from Hell's boatman. The bony claws of the undead creature interlaced with the strong arms of Hell's boatman under his robe.

Immediately, thick black smoke was emitted from the body of the boatman of the Styx and was instilled into the body of the King of the Dead, Clarence.

The sky was pervaded with black smoke, it was as if the dark clouds were crashing down, smoke was constantly gushing out from the boatman's eyes, mouth, ears, and it was absorbed by the King of the Dead, Clarence.

"Ah!"