Move faster!
"You have already died and become ghosts. Faster!"
"Are you a prince? Have you ruled over tens of millions of citizens and thirty thousand armored knights? In the Underworld Realm, you human princes are nothing!"
Crash!
Crash!
A tall demonic soldier, who had a powerful appearance and a cruel face, growled angrily as he attacked with his whip in a swift manner. The whip shone like lightning striking upon the bodies of the souls of the dead. He beat the ghost he had arrogantly proclaiming dozens of times that he was a prince and only stopped when the ghost's soul had almost dissipated.
"Did I die? This doesn't look like heaven."
Myth Lothon looked around and saw countless men in white clothes forming a line, like a long, winding dragon, as they moved slowly forward. At the end of each line, more blank people appeared spontaneously. Some of them shook their heads and sighed, some cried, others boasted, cursed. And some looked on in amazement.
"My father is the Demon King of the great snow mountain. How dare you attack me? I'm going to eat you! Grrr!"
"Stop beating me!"
Ah!
The ghosts that had just arrived in the Underworld Realm did not know that they were dead. Many of them roared in anger when they were beaten, but soon they came to the point of realizing that they were dead. It didn't matter how glorious they had been in the past. At death, they had nothing left.
Myth walked in a trance, not daring to make a noise, afraid of the innumerable ghosts that guarded the line and the minotaur that whipped the rebels.
After days of walking without seemingly purposeless, just out of fear.
Suddenly, a thunderous sound seemed to echo in the world. All the countless ghosts raised their heads to look up at the sky. From the horizon, a huge black cloud began to move. At the top of the cloud, there was a huge minotaur god that glowed with black light.
That huge minotaur god was more than a hundred thousand meters tall. It was like a huge mountain. The black cloud quickly flew over the horizon.
The bright lights of the minotaur god's eyes wrapped around the body of an unknown person and he disappeared from within the ranks of the ghosts. All the ordinary minotaur soldiers were silent. No one dared to make a single sound. All the ghosts were in shock. It wasn't until long after they recovered.
Wait... I remember this scene, it's very similar to the Chinese novel I read, I think the name was... Was Desolate? My memory is in chaos...
Myth Lothon was just an ordinary person, his profession was administrative assistant in a logistics company. Because he was overcharged, he couldn't sleep very well, so he had a heart attack while reading, watching short videos until late at night.
Ji Ning was summoned by the Lord of the Cui Palace, because he sympathized with his life experience and because they are fellow countrymen, if he didn't summon me, it means that Ji Ning and I are not from the same Earth, perhaps a parallel universe.
"Wait, as I recall, there will be an attack by the black dragons..."
"Move on! Don't stop halfway."
The line moved forward in slow, equal steps, souls moving forward like weary shadows who had already forgotten why they were walking. Ahead, an arch of ancient stone pulsed with a dull light—the door to the next life.
Myth Lothon, however, had stopped.
His gaze was empty, lost in thoughts that no longer belonged to that place or the world he had left behind. Disconnected memories were mixed: bad decisions, words not spoken, broken promises. For a moment too long, he forgot to walk.
It was then that the sound came.
Vuuush.
The air behind him was cut off violently.
Myth shuddered, his ethereal body reacting by instinct before he even understood why. A heavy footstep rang out, followed by the shuffling of hooves against the stone. The guard in line had approached.
The minotaur was enormous, taller than any soul present there, muscles as dense as rock beneath his dark skin. His eyes showed no fury—only impatience. In his hand, the whip described a lazy bow, as if it were reminding everyone of the order of that place.
"Keep walking."