Hades, the eighth hell, ice hell.

This place is filled with endless layers of ice, extremely cold, and is a frozen world.

Many frozen figures can be seen under the ice. Some of them are serious sinners who rebelled against the gods and were thrown into the ice hell. Most of them are heinous sinners.

It can be said that the souls here can never be reincarnated. Many saints were imprisoned here after their death and were punished forever.

In the extremely cold and lonely Ice Hell, there was originally only the biting cold wind, but at this moment, the melodious and strange sound of the flute came.

The person playing the flute is none other than the sea witch Surante.

The music he played was high-pitched and melodious, full of indescribable weird melodies, shaking a huge piece of ice in front of him.

This piece of ice is as huge as a mountain, and its surface is full of cracks. These cracks are still spreading, like some kind of existence in the ice awakened by the sound of a flute.

Through the translucent iceberg, you can see a huge figure inside, which seems to be a tall mountain giant. Just looking at the huge body makes people feel that it is towering and unlike any ordinary thing.

The flute song ended.

The huge iceberg in front of us has more cracks, and many of the cracks are extremely deep.

Surante put down the flute in his hand and felt exhausted.

"Is this the end? Surante?"

Seeing this, Azha Poju on the side asked dissatisfiedly.

"I've used all my strength!"

Surante sighed slightly: "I'm just a soul body, I can't exert my full strength, I can only do this. The next step depends on you, the King of Souls."

"Hmph, you sea warriors are really a bunch of useless guys."

Azha Poju snorted coldly.

"Don't argue about that..."

A man wearing a wide-brimmed hat urged and said with a strange smile: "Azha Poju, please hurry up, I can't wait to witness the giant that has been a headache for the gods since the ancient mythological era."

Azha Po looked at the man wearing a wide hat and a white tuxedo, and couldn't help but frown: "Who are you? You clearly came to the underworld in the flesh, but you are not bound by the laws of the underworld at all. This is even half of the world.

Even God can’t do it.”

"Oh, Soul King, don't think too much. I'm just a bystander and will help you achieve your wish. Otherwise, why would I tell you the shortcut to becoming a god?"

The man continued to smile, not caring at all about the coercion emanating from Azha Poju.

snort!

Azha Po looked at the giant figure shrouded in icebergs.

Dark arms appeared behind him, and these arms were receiving seals in the void, while A Zha Po was mumbling words.

Following the restraint of Aza Po, all twenty arms formed seals.

An invisible force will spread, causing the cracks in the huge iceberg in front to become larger, and at the same time, two huge red flames will appear in the iceberg.

Kakaka...

As the ice cubes cracked, the huge ice cubes fell and shattered, and the being hidden in the ice cubes finally revealed its figure.

This is a skeleton, an extremely huge skeleton, as tall as a mountain. It looks like a human skeleton, but it shows deformed mutations in many places, making the entire skeleton look uncoordinated.

After all the ice cubes fell, the skeleton suddenly began to move, and a strange red fire flashed in the eyes of the hollow skeleton.

"Who is it? Who woke me up? Is it Zeus?"

The voice cried: "Zeus, where are you?"

"Very good, he finally recovered..."

The man in a tuxedo couldn't help but exclaimed loudly: "The gods and demons who have ruled the world since the age of myth, and the shocking giants who let the gods of Olympus rule, have finally woken up!"

"Sir, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Surante couldn't help but ask: "How can we awaken the real Poseidon, the King of the Sea?"

The man tilted his head and opened his mouth: "Let me think about it... It's good that Poseidon's soul was released, but there are two places where Poseidon is sealed. In addition to Poseidon's soul, that is Poseidon's body.

The sealed place, Atlantis.”

Surante took a breath of cold air: "Atlantis? That legendary continent that was cursed and then sank and disappeared?"

"Yes, to be precise, Atlantis has not disappeared. The entrance to Atlantis has just been sealed. It is still in the same place."

The man answered.

"Then please tell me, sir, how to enter Atlantis?"

Surante continued to ask.

"Just re-seal the seal with the blood of Athena..."

The man asked strangely: "Where is Ker, the goddess of fate? She should know about this. Why didn't I see her at such an important time?"

"Ker, the goddess of fate, went to the sanctuary a few days ago and there is no more information. The goddess should be looking for the box that seals the God of Death and the God of Sleep."

Surante said in a deep voice: "I can't contact the goddess Ker at the moment."

Azha Po shrugged her shoulders: "Your goddess of destiny, Ker, was captured by an extremely powerful guy in the sanctuary. I originally wanted to go to rescue her, but that person had a god-killing weapon, so I could only

give up."

After hearing this, the man's originally smiling face suddenly lost his smile: "Ker has really been caught? There is trouble this time. The flesh and blood of this giant god is in Ker's hands. To awaken the flesh and blood of the giant, Ker must take action.

…Now four of the five seals have been lifted.”

He immediately took out a dark gold pocket watch from his arms and looked at it, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "No, why hasn't the timeline been distorted? I remember that the timeline has been distorted and even interrupted several times before.

.”

"Why is the timeline healed now? It's like someone is constantly correcting the time that is constantly distorted and broken. Why is this?"

"Who is playing tricks on me? Is it my brother?"

He said viciously, his previous elegance and politeness long gone.

The man waved his arm, and a crack in space appeared. Without even saying hello, he disappeared into the underworld.

"What a restless god."

Azhapoju narrowed his eyes and looked at Surant: "Do you know the true identity of this god?"

"I don't know your true identity, and he has no intention of telling me. I only know that it is possible to fully resurrect His Majesty the Poseidon by cooperating with him."

Surante said: "The most important thing is that His Majesty the Sea Emperor wakes up completely. I don't care about anything else, and I don't care."

Azha Pogu curled her lips: "This man is not a good god, and what he said is not trustworthy. I don't know what he is planning. It is really worrying to cooperate with such a god."

"I understand this. Now I'm leaving it to you, Soul King Azhapoju. I have to find a way to find the entrance to Atlantis. This big guy is temporarily in your custody. His Majesty the Poseidon doesn't need it at the moment."

As he spoke, Surante's soul reflection gradually disappeared.

"Oh? Leave this big guy to me?"

There was an evil light in Ah Zha Po's eyes as she looked at the giant god who was taller than the mountains in front of her.
Chapter completed!