Chapter 948: Chapter 535: You Are Born With Nothing, Die With Nothing, Valuables Storage_3

At first, they were soaked by the heavy rain, and now their bodies are drenched, blasted by the piercingly cold wind that was nearing minus one hundred degrees. Immediately, they are frozen solid from the outside in.

Crunch... crunch...

When struck by the hail mixed in the blizzard, many people instantly shattered to pieces like "splash, crash."

Before Byron could be taken down, the surviving soldiers around him were almost completely wiped out by Ulysses, the commanding officer.

Yet, "Ice Age" is the Frost Giant King’s strongest and most indiscriminate move, and to successfully kill Byron, the great enemy, Ulysses no longer had any other choice.

The tragic deaths of the soldiers were just a necessary cost.

Hearing the pleading of his soldiers, not only did he not hesitated, but he also urged the [Winter’s Secret Case] to further drop the temperature.

-120 degrees, -140 degrees, -160 degrees...soon reaching the limit of -230 degrees where he could control, which was about the limit where the ice elementals could survive.

If the temperature fell any lower, gradually approaching absolute zero, even the basic particles constituting material would stop moving, and even ice elementals would not survive.

Soon, at the place where Byron originally stood, only a solitary lonely ice pillar remained.

Through the crystal which appeared transparent due to rapid freezing, Ulysses saw a face with a frozen expression, and could no longer feel any heat from it.

He burst into laughter instantly.

"Dead, finally dead."

Whoosh—!

At the same time, the cold wind rolled, and the figure of the Frost Giant King re appeared silently. Clenching his fist, he slammed down fiercely.

He continued to his revenge, whispering coldly:

"Eighty!"

Crack—! The ice pillar shattered into pieces on the spot.

It was Ulysses, using the laughter to misdirected, silently adding a final blow, just to avoid deception.

It wasn’t until he saw the shattered bones, muscles, organs, and a cracked crown on the ground that he let out a long sigh of relief.

Ulysses hadn’t seen Byron’s [Nether River], but learned from the church that his cultivation Forbidden Book came from the Bloodthirsty Cult, which excels in flesh sorcery.

But now, since even flesh, clothes, and crown all frozen to pieces, that must be genuinely dead.

Most importantly, in his Divine Sight, akin to divine vision, the life lines of the opponent ended, the death lines spread, indeed transformed from living to dead, turning into a dead soul.

"They’re all mine! Your Kingdom, your Crown, your Bay Citizen Princess, your North Sea Empire are all mine now!"

Surging with excitement, the [Bearkin], just as he was about to bend down to pick up the shattered crown off the ground.

He suddenly saw under the transparent ice surface, seemingly a black river silently flowing, apparently completely unaffected by the "Ice Age."

"How is this possible?!"

His heart couldn’t help but "thud" with a skip. Underfoot, the sound of ice layer cracking ensued.

Just as he was about to transform into a blizzard skyward, a giant foot suddenly descended from the sky, stepping on his head and stomping him down.

Plop—! He fell into the Nether River.

Evidently, Byron at this moment was "transformation" itself.

Not only could he be big or small, long or short, but also alive or dead, able to switch freely between living and dead matter.

Transforming into a piece of wood, a wine glass, a pure iron bar, or even a completely genuine dead person is no problem.

With the entire Underworld Authority of the known world of Old Continent, Bay Citizen, Tenno Natives, Eastern Continent Monster Sea in his hand, no one understood better than him how to fake death!

No matter how cautious the [Bearkin] was, he couldn’t avoid tasting his foot washing.

The former had just fallen into the water, sinking straight down like a stone towards the riverbed.

Byron leisurely fell onto a small boat hanging a whale oil lantern, pointing a finger playfully at the Frost Giant King who had just seemed invincible:

"A friendly reminder! The first rule for crossing the Nether River: Bring nothing alive, bring nothing dead, in this ’Feather Sink River’ where even feathers can’t float, nothing except souls can pass.

We here store precious items. Besides handing over a gold coin as the ferry fare, please temporarily deposit all external possessions in the river first, only then can you travel light for further journeying.

Retrieval is due when you pass the river again in your next life.

If there is any next life for you."

Previously, during the confrontation with [Demon Lord] Lorraina, Byron’s divine domain hadn’t had a chance to reveal its full capabilities.

Now meeting the Frost Giant King truly manifested its power.

The first rule means that if enemies falling into the river want to emerge, they must discard treasures, weapons, even flesh.

In such a situation, only those completely grounded in divine domain, indistinguishable between soul and flesh, can retain their combat power.

Below divinity, instantly captured, just like Duke of Clarence’s George before, leaving him freely manipulate them.

"Ah... despicable... glug... glug..."

[Bearkin], through his own divine sight, also saw the rules clearly, his pair of bright red eyes burning with fury.

He had no choice but to throw all "external possessions," including [Frigg’s Dressing Case], Storage Miracle Object, remaining military funds, etc., into the river.

Only the [Winter’s Secret Case], now fused as part of his body, soul, and power core, remained inside.

This allowed his body to float back to the river surface.

Then he saw Byron on the boat smiling as he showed him a second finger:

"Second rule of crossing: Oath weighs a thousand pounds. All oathbreakers cross the river with their creditors on their back, even gods are not exempt.