Thus, only then are you qualified to board the Holy Ship!
At the moment the mummy formed, far away in the Town of Dusk, the unfinished Heavenly Prison Fortress suddenly trembled violently, and bright flames burned at its resurrected core.
Dozens of radiant beams flew out from there, instantly traversing great depths, descending upon the mummy here, surrounding Raymond's shell, forming a solemn iron coffin, like a ship, carrying him drifting on the River Styx.
On the surface of the iron coffin, everything that merged into the Iron Lake's swarm transformed into layered reliefs, with five faces, each showing the countenance of a Crowned.
In the swift-flowing River Styx, the iron coffin drifted, moving faster and faster, as if engulfing the projection of this River Styx, quickly growing, revealing the outline of a majestic ship.
In the darkest projection of Styx Hell, a beam of light quietly appeared.
The fierce light symbolizing the Sun.
Illuminating into Hell.
