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Chapter 551 – Why the Ferryman?

Splash.

A black river, a ferry, a purple lamp, and the ferryman seated atop it.

It had been a long time. Waking in a dream, or the world of impressions itself, was a rare occurrence.

Naturally, Enkrid’s gaze fell on the ferryman.

This time, the figure wasn’t as blurry as before; the ferryman’s visage was relatively clear.

Beneath the hooded robe was skin cracked and parched like a drought-stricken earth. His eyes, clouded with a milky haze, gazed directly at Enkrid.

“Did you hope I’d disappear since we haven’t met for a while? That won’t happen. You, mortal, who dares to dream of immortality.”

Enkrid, meeting the ferryman’s eyes after so long, leaned against the edge of the ferry. There was no chair today.

“You could claim the throne by killing just one person. Don’t you feel any temptation?”

Was it because it had been so long since they last met?

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