Fiora, Witch, and Silver Lantern all had level 4 bonds before, and temporarily upgrading them to level 5 can trigger the sharing of virtual wings.
However, Vichy only has a level 3 bond, and a temporary upgrade of one level is only level 4.
It’s strange to say, everyone has a level 4 bond, but only Fiora can upgrade two levels in a row, while Witch and Silver Lantern can only upgrade one level.
"Why is our bond level so low?" Vichy was dumbfounded.
Ash spread his hands: "Because they and I are truly in love, you should reflect on this yourself."
Although that's what they said and it's indeed the fact, Sword Princess and Witch Silver Lantern had complicated expressions when they heard this, as if someone was insulting the phrase "true love".
"Then the problem is definitely not me!" Wei Xi put his hands on his waist, looking aggrieved and pitiful: "I really like you, and the reason can only be you!"
"So what will you do when I remove the chains?"
"Put chains on you."
"You can't even lie to me for once?!"
"I can't fool you anyway." Vichy looked up at the boiling and furious dark hell and said anxiously, "What should I do? Without you, I may not be able to bear the hell that is so much more difficult! If I am going to die, I will definitely drag you with me!"
Ash was also helpless, because he knew that what Vichy said was probably right - the problem was indeed with him.
Wei Xi is not the type who pursues power with ruthless cruelty. On the contrary, she is the type who is emotionally rich and indulges in love and hate. It is her basic operation to avenge the grudges of the previous life after rebirth. Anyone who offends her will be hated by her for life. She can just give up everything for power. No matter whether her words are true or false, she will never let love affect her decision-making. If she needs to use emotions, she will never hesitate.
But Ash couldn't just go along with the situation like this. As Fiora said, he still hated Vichy, so the level of the bond couldn't be raised.
"You won't die." Ash said, "Don't you still have the Soul Box?"
"Ah?" Wei Xi was startled, then nodded, "Although this is the case, the Soul Box will have to start all over again. I still hope that..."
"I thought you were so determined because you had the Soul Box. After all, the worst-case scenario is that you can break free of the ruby chains and be reborn. On the contrary, if we are promoted, you will still have to be under my control. For you, our failure may be a better outcome."
Wei Xi was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled helplessly: "Master, you have seen through everything."
"It's hard for me not to think that way about you based on what you've done." Ash said, "But if...if you tell me that you don't think that way, I might be able to overcome my prejudice against you and raise the level of our bond."
“But that’s exactly what I thought.”
Vichy looked up at Ash. There was no longer the fawning maid on her face, only the calmness of a ghost prophet. "I always think of a way out and strive for the greatest benefit. This is my style. I am a demigod who has lived for thousands of years and has been reborn three times. If you think I will risk my life regardless of responsibility or emotion..."
"You have overestimated your importance in my heart, and underestimated my persistence in my ambitions."
Vichy's hand gently pressed on Ash's chest, and her voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear:
"Not all girls want to be in your wings, Master."
Ash wasn't really surprised. Even if Vichy wanted to lie, he couldn't believe it. He knew who Vichy was, and he also knew that he couldn't change Vichy's nature. How could dew wear away a stone?
"only……"
"only?"
"I just hope the chains will break," Vichy said, "but I still want to be the one to play with your fate."
"The goodwill of the Ghost Prophet is really chilling." Ash chuckled and said, "But because of this... I believe you."
At this moment, Ash felt something strange in his hand, and a message suddenly popped up:
"A special connection with the operator, 'Ruby Chain', has been detected, and the connection effect is being strengthened."
"Hint: The bond level of 'Devil Maid' is temporarily raised to level 5."
Ash pulled gently, and a delicate collar immediately appeared around Vichy's neck, as if it was pulling her into Ash's body. At the same time, Vichy's virtual wings ignited with deep blue flames, and Ash also condensed the fourth blue soul wing!
"This is the power of the Supreme Color! Not the Wings of Knowledge, but the Supreme Wings! The highest limit of magic, beyond all colors!"
Vichy flew in the air excitedly, intoxicated by the immense power he had gained without any effort: "This is outrageous, outrageous! Even without the fifth virtual wing, I feel that I have surpassed my previous life... Thank you, Ash!"
She happily flew over and kissed Ash on the cheek, as if someone else had said the harsh words. Ash's expression was a bit complicated. He should have said that the bond level was a "temporary" increase, right? Could this guy think that dyeing once would give him a lifetime of enjoyment?
However, with this, Ash, whose wings were broken, finally had the capital to bear the hell. He looked up at the deep and dark hell, and spread his brightest and most blazing wings towards the despair that was about to crush everything!
Purple-red sword wings.
Pink gold wings.
Silver light wing.
Blue soul wings.
Supreme Tail Feather!
Hell seemed to have sensed their provocation. At this moment, everything in the world disappeared into thin air, leaving only overwhelming darkness.
"Let's go." Ash said, "Hell is waiting for us."
All beings in the world who have entered the realm of God stared at this scene with bated breath. Rather than saying this is a trial, it is better to say that this is a festival, a festival where mortals try to break through the limits of the virtual realm!
Although hell is divided into five parts, there are four vertical and four horizontal cross chains at the bottom of each hell, and the gaps between the chains are covered with strange black vines. When the magician approaches, these vines burst out, and once broken, they will detonate the miracles stored inside!
Ash's two swords weaved an ink-marked sword net, easily dealing with the vines, but when he saw the mental miracle of the vines bursting out, he couldn't help but be a little dazed.
The miracle that exploded from the vines on the Vichy side was an undead miracle filled with death.
The miracles stored in these vines were all miracles left by the last promoted magician. This was not even part of the trial, but just a greeting between magicians. Regardless of whether the promoted magician succeeded or not, the miracles stored in these vines were their last creations in reality.
You guys really have already taken a step ahead...
Ash exhaled, put away his swords and headed for hell. Compared to the dark and turbid hell, they were indeed shining like angels at this moment.
boom!
At the moment of contact, the five people were smashed into the smallest powder by the power of hell, and their souls disappeared!
…
So this is what it means to step into the realm of God.
Ash had always thought that "God's Realm" was just like "Silver Realm", a term used to describe the level of magic. But when his soul was shattered into the tiniest particles, he finally understood that this sentence was literally true.
He became a god.
His sight passed over the Sea of Knowledge, the Continent of Time, the Ladder of Dreams, and the Ruby Mountain. He could see the past and future of the six kingdoms, and everything in the world showed him its truest form. Time was continuous, and all particles were a golden river; space was a substance constructed by countless strings, and objects were ripples of string vibrations...
He wanted to see more clearly, more deeply, but his level of magic did not allow it. He could see too much, but could understand too little. All the colors he saw flowed into his body. He was like the abyss that the world suddenly sunk into. The good followed him, the evil admired him, the bright longed for him, and the dark also hoped for him.
He originally needed to use the colors to reshape his soul body, that is, to build a magic temple, but when the colors gathered, they automatically began to reshape along the framework of his soul heaven. This was his incomparable advantage. Other magicians built magic temples during the promotion process, but he had even prepared the prototype of heaven before the promotion.
Ash slowly opened his eyes. He clearly felt the terrifying pressure coming from behind that almost overwhelmed his sanity. The only way to fight this pressure was to infinitely expand his virtual wings until he could carry hell on his back!
But at the moment he extended his virtual wings, Ash suddenly felt himself invaded by colors. The purple-red of Sword Lady, the pink-gold of Witch, the silver of Silver Lantern, the dark blue of Maid... When his soul was stained with the colors of the operators, he also felt that he was going deep into the souls of the operators. This negative distance soul contact almost made Ash forget that he was still carrying the hell.
"Ash"
"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."
"uh-huh."
"Pay attention to the balancing of the four wings."
Ash also realized that other magicians extended their virtual wings to borrow magic power and knowledge from the virtual realm, because their virtual wings essentially connected each layer of the virtual realm. The more the magician's virtual wings extended, the more the virtual realm invaded the magician's will, so the magician had to balance the four wings, try to keep the four virtual wings in dynamic balance, and let the virtual realm's will consume each other, so as to avoid becoming the private property of a certain layer of the virtual realm.
But now Ash's virtual wings are condensed through the operators, and his virtual wings are connected to the operators' souls, not the virtual realm.
If he wants to extend his virtual wings, he must plunder the virtual wings of Sword Princess and the others.
Just when Ash didn't know what to do, he suddenly found that his virtual wings were growing rapidly, and a steady stream of magical knowledge was infused into his soul along the virtual wings.
Ash blinked and found that the operators' virtual wings were extended to the extent that they could carry hell. Then he realized that he had missed something: his virtual wings were indeed connected to the operators, but the operators' virtual wings were also connected to the virtual realm.
With Sword Princess and the others as a medium, Ash can also extend his virtual wings infinitely, and -
The five of them shared the virtual wings, and their souls were connected with the help of Ash as a transit station. In fact, they had become a magician as a whole!
Ordinary magicians can only perform four-wing balancing by themselves, but they can perform four-wing balancing by five people together.
More importantly, they have Ash as a buffer pool.
Other magicians dare not expand the virtual wings indefinitely. They would like to make the virtual wings as short as possible, preferably just enough to withstand the hell, because they are afraid that knowledge will overwhelm their will like a flood.
But Fiora and the others can transfer their knowledge to Ash's pool, so they can even keep the four wings the same length without the need for complicated adjustments!
And Ash was not afraid of being overwhelmed by knowledge. Soul Heaven was the best dam. Vichy's original suggestion for his promotion was to expand the four wings to the limit and keep them the same length. There was no need to worry about any adjustments. Now it was just a matter of letting everyone enjoy this benefit.
Sword Princess and the others seemed to realize this as well, and they expanded their virtual wings very smoothly, easily carrying the first level of the virtual realm. Ash breathed a sigh of relief, and when everyone's virtual wings expanded to the same extent, he reminded them through the mind link that they could stop.
He also needs to balance, but ordinary magicians balance the conflict of the will of the virtual world, while he balances the harmony of the will of the operators. Now his soul has been completely occupied by the colors of Sword Princess and the others, with purple, pink gold, silver, and dark blue each accounting for a quarter. It is precisely because of this that Ash can maintain his free will, otherwise whoever has a larger share can influence his thinking.
But at this moment, Sword Lady's purple-red color suddenly invaded a part of his soul, squeezing out the space of other colors.
Without waiting for Ash to say anything, the pink gold, silver white and dark blue colors immediately reacted violently to resist the purple-red invasion, but soon they began to fight each other. They used Ash's soul as a battlefield and staged various exquisite tactics: alliance backstab, feint to the east and attack in the west, deceiving the world and crossing the sea, forming alliances...
"Four-wing balance!" Ash was angry: "What are you doing!?"
"It's also balanced between me 9 and them 1." Sonia said calmly.
"I want 4, I want at least 4!" Diya yelled, "With so many sisters like us, 4 is not too much, right?"
"I just want to keep my quarter," Weisser said. "No one can take it from me anymore."
"It's really hard to refuse this opportunity to influence your will, Ash." Vichy chuckled and said, "The more we can grab, the better."
"Hello!!!"