Crash—Crack!

The sound of Charon’s ferry splitting in half under the weight. No, it was the sound of it breaking.

Unlike humans, our gods are transcendent beings with quick reflexes. They moved with unimaginable speed and agility.

Charon urgently pushed Otus and Ephialtes' souls aside and threw himself towards the riverbank. The Acheron River is in the domain of the underworld, and I manipulated the river water to raise the sinking shipwreck.

Thud. Thud.

“Gasp... This is insane!” “The ferry that hasn’t broken for thousands of years…” “…?!”

This was why Otus and Ephialtes' souls did not fall into the …