What stage are we in now?

Sonia and the others were all struggling with this question, feeling anxious and apprehensive, with both anticipation and fear. If they had already crossed that step, there was actually no substantial connection; but if they had not crossed that step, the feeling of perfect harmony still lingered on their skin.

But this is just a small matter, whether it is hard to let go or to treat it as a dream, their relationship with Ash will not change much, they will still get along as they should. If you expect them to be obedient in this way, Ash will not be able to do it even if he is 1000% pure Veela.

So the point is not what you think, but what "others" think!

Diya was wearing a furry white rabbit pajamas, with her white hair hanging down like silk.

Sonia held a hair tie in her mouth and casually tied her red hair into a simple ponytail.

Weisser didn't look like she had just taken a shower. Her silver braided hair fell over her left shoulder, and she looked as mature as a good wife and mother.

Vichy was still wearing that sultry maid outfit with exaggerated curly ponytails hanging on both sides.

Everyone has different ideas in their minds. Some can't wait to reach the final stage of the BOSS according to the dream strategy, some are not mentally prepared and just want to fight the BOSS step by step, and some don't even have the qualifications to fight the real BOSS... But no matter which strategy rhythm they want to follow, they all have a consensus: they must not let others get ahead and get the first kill!

"dad!"

Liz slammed the table and said with tears in her eyes: "We haven't slept together for a long time!"

Sure enough, everyone thought.

The witch played the ultimate trump card as soon as she made a move. She stood on the moral high ground and turned the love situation into a family situation. Others didn't even have the chance to intervene. The witch herself didn't suffer any loss. Before Liz was separated, she couldn't make any progress. Since she couldn't get any, everyone had to watch from the sidelines!

Sonia felt a little disappointed, but also vaguely relieved.

She lowered her head and stroked the twisted wood grain of the wooden table. Her mood became complicated and tangled like a tangled mess.

That's good.

With the witch stopping everyone, everyone had to stop here and stay as lovers. If that was all, she could still endure the grievances in her heart, hide the resentment in her soul, cover herself with a quilt and cry secretly, and only the wet pillow would know her unbearableness. She could still continue to play the role of a perfect lover, making all her rivals feel ashamed and making Ash confused and infatuated.

But she could only hold out so far.

Although she didn't know what other people's dreams were like, Sonia knew that her dream was the most impossible to achieve. Because it was only her and Ash, she could finally be surrounded by perfect love, so she could become a perfect lover and hold on to the unforgettable love.

But in reality... Sonia felt the rough touch of twisted wood grain on her fingertips. She glanced at Weisser and Vichy, then at the little witch next to her. She felt aggrieved, but deep in her soul there arose a surge of malicious and hateful anticipation.

When they advance their relationship to the stage of love, she can no longer suppress her resentment and violent temper, and her hysterical possessiveness will completely change her appearance. Sonia clearly foresees what will happen in the future, and Ash has long been aware of it, but since Ash insists on smashing the crystal of love they carefully hold, Sonia is happy to accompany him.

But love will not disappear, it is just no longer perfect. Their hands will hold those fragments tightly, even if they bleed and feel excruciating pain, they will never let go, until the fragments penetrate into their flesh and blood and merge into their bones, they will never separate again, and the rest of their lives will be a day of torment and entanglement with each other.

Although Sonia longs for the warmth and comfort in her dreams, if Ash chooses to take her down this twisted and thorny path, she actually has an almost self-destructive expectation of committing suicide for love.

If you can't make me happy, then at least you should be sad with me, even if it lasts for a lifetime.

"I'm sorry, Liz."

Ash withdrew his gaze from the starry sky, clasped his hands together and apologized, "I can't sleep with you tonight. I have something to do."

what are you up to?

However, Ash did not continue the topic, but said: "We have not yet properly sorted out the gains from the Ascension Ceremony. In addition to each of us summoning a god, our most important gain should be..."

"The Temple of Magic!"

At this point, Wei Xi couldn't help but smile: "Moreover, five of us are promoted at the same time. As the difficulty increases exponentially, our magic temple will also receive more gifts from the virtual realm. If we are willing to become angels of heaven, then we are already at the end point of most demigods!"

"You must have checked your magic temple." Ash looked at her expression as if she wanted to show off and smiled, "Tell me about it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Magic Temple is the secret of every demigod and cannot be disclosed to others at will. But since you, my master, have asked shamelessly, I will be merciful and introduce it to you." Wei Xi stretched out her hand, and a phantom of a dark blue castle appeared in her palm: "My Magic Temple covers an area of ​​1,200 palaces and belongs to the heavenly level. It naturally comes with a small secret area "Requiem"! "

"1200 Palace?"

"Heavenly level?"

"Small secret area?"

Wei Xi signaled everyone not to worry and continued, "Palace is the basic unit of the magic temple, and it is also the smallest capacity that can accommodate a god. According to the size of the temple, it can be roughly divided into lower, middle, upper and heavenly. Palaces 1 to 10 are lower temples, palaces 10 to 100 are middle temples, palaces 100 to 1000 are upper temples, and palaces above 1000 are heavenly temples."

Diya was shocked: "Then can 1200 palaces accommodate 1200 gods?"

"A suitcase can hold an adult, but would you live in one?" Weishi said with a smile, "If the gods are only allowed to live in one temple, they won't be able to exert even 1% of their power."

"Even in a ten-palace temple, gods can only exert 30% of their power. Although gods have different requirements for living areas, on average, a god's living area must be at least the size of a hundred palaces before it can exert 100% of its power."

"Although multiple gods can live together, the compatibility between gods has a great impact. If the compatibility is very good, then the gods can share all living areas; if the compatibility is very bad, then once the living areas overlap, the gods' power will be reduced."

"And even if it doesn't house gods, the bigger the magic temple is, the bigger the wonders it can build. Just like the magic temple, wonders are divided into lower, middle, upper, and heavenly levels according to their size. Although there are more influencing factors, the bigger the wonder, the more powerful it will be."

Ash and the others nodded in understanding, fully realizing the importance of the size of the magic temple.

Just like people, if you live in a suitcase, you will definitely not be able to work well; if you live in a cramped space with no toilet, no kitchen and only a bed, your productivity will be reduced due to depression and boredom; only if you live in a fresh and open big house, and your neighbors must be quiet and get along well, can you work hard for the company with full energy.

"Among them, the Heavenly Rank is different. Do you know why?"

Vichy blinked his eyes, looking so excited that he couldn't hide the secret. It was hard to tell that he was an evil demigod famous for his prophecy.

"Because of the small secret area?" Diya asked crisply.

"That's right. All Heavenly Palaces will naturally generate an incomplete small secret realm!" Weishi pointed at the phantom in his palm, allowing everyone to see the interior of the castle. "These small secret realms are not as good as the real world secret realms, but if I can let the gods take charge of the small secret realms and continuously expand their scale, sooner or later it will grow into a real world secret realm!"

Inside the castle, the soul-locked god was standing in the performance hall, playing the violin alone. The clear and subtle sound of the violin created ripples in everyone's soul, soothing all their worries and fears.

"Is "Requiem" a sound-type secret realm..." Ash pondered, "If a small secret realm grows into a world secret realm, wouldn't the demigod be able to directly raise the kingdom of heaven and step into the level of the Lord God?"

"Although there are still many steps involved, and we have to join the Kingdom of Heaven in the middle to condense the fifth virtual wing, but the general direction is indeed like this." Wei Xi nodded, and suddenly sighed: "But it is not that easy to develop a small secret domain. The materials and time required are difficult to estimate. The magicians who can really develop a small secret domain are probably the five supreme gods who rule the Kingdom of Heaven."

“But compared to the demigods who don’t even have a small secret realm, the Heavenly Palace gives us one more thought.”

Vichy explained the method of calculating the palace number, and Weisser could only join in the fun. Although she also accepted the promotion trial, she did not receive the reward of the Temple of Magic. Perhaps this was the price she paid for integrating her new power.

The witch opened her hand, and a circular temple with a garden appeared in her palm. In the center of the temple was a small bell tower, and a fairy tale spirit was sitting on top of the bell tower: "My magic temple covers an area of ​​1266 palaces, and the small secret area is the "bell tower."

Wei Xi's face darkened: "How come it's bigger than mine..."

"My magic temple covers an area of ​​1314 palaces, and the small secret area is the "Sword Table." A temple in the shape of a cross sword appeared in the palm of the sword girl. There was a huge round table at the intersection of the temple. The round table was filled with various broken swords. The Broken Lake God wearing a black veil was sitting next to the round table.

Vichy was silent for a moment and looked at Ash dimly.

Ash blushed. In theory, Vishi's magic temple should be much larger than those of others. After all, Vishi had snatched so many shares of heaven in the dream treasure house, and her own soul foundation was far beyond that of the legendary magician.

The Sword Lady and the Witch's magic temples were bigger than hers, which only proved that Ash was biased. Throughout the entire promotion process, they shared the virtual wings as a whole, and either everyone was good or everyone died together. Ash had no way to make up for it privately, so the only part he could be biased and work harder on was... Dreams.

"Why are the shapes and decorations of your temples different?" Felix next to him asked curiously, tucking his hair behind his ears.

"This is the influence of our magic preferences on the temple. Specific factions will be more efficient in our temple." Weishi explained: "Mine is the soul faction, the witch is the time faction, and the sword lady is the sword faction."

"But aren't we balancing the four wings?" Ash was startled. "How come there is still a bias towards magic?"

Wei Xi thought for a moment and said, "Let me put it this way. If the Four-Wing Balance fails, then our temple will have a 'discrimination chain', a vicious hierarchy where the superiors despise the inferiors. And our preferences for magic create the 'wind direction'. For example, ordinary people respect scholars, teachers, and healers, but scholars and healers will not discriminate against ordinary people in turn."

"Take my Magic Temple as an example. When I construct wonders with soul magic spirits, magic spirits from other factions will not hinder the soul magic spirits. Instead, they will minimize the influence of different factions on the soul magic spirits. The same goes for the Sword Lady and the Witch. When they construct wonders of swordsmanship and time, the awkwardness caused by magic spirits from different factions will be greatly reduced."

"Everyone has shown their magic temples." Sonia held her cheek and looked at Ash curiously: "Ash, what about you?"

"His is not the Magic Temple, it's the Magic Heaven!" Weishi's tone was a little sour, as if he saw a cabbage being eaten by a pig: "Ash, you don't have to calculate the number of palaces, it must be ridiculously large anyway."

Ash was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand and his soul heaven appeared. A phantom world constructed of six layers of space appeared in front of them. At the bottom was the sea, and the fish in the sea carried a continent on their backs. On the continent was a ruby ​​mountain, and above the ruby ​​mountain was a dark hell, and above the hell was a barren land, and above the land was a shining heaven.

Except for Vichy, it was the first time for everyone else to see such a magnificent and exquisite spiritual paradise, and they were all stunned for a moment.

Diya murmured, "It won't be a problem to put all our temples in there..."

"Where is your little secret realm?" Wei Xi looked around and was a little surprised: "Where is it? Could it be that the virtual realm has embezzled your reward?"

Ash pointed to the dark hell above the Ruby Mountain and beneath the barren land.

“My secret realm,” he said, “is the Sixth Level of Hell.”

“But didn’t you make up the Six Levels of Hell yourself…” Felix was halfway through his sentence when he was glared at by Deda Rose’s beautiful eyes and immediately stopped talking.

Everyone fell silent, with only the crackling sound of the fire burning nearby. In Ash's story, Igula, Harvey and Hell are the three most important factors, because according to his plot, Igula and Harvey have now become demigods and stepped into Hell.

The small secret realm is undoubtedly deeply connected to the magician's spiritual world. Diya's bell tower, Sonia's sword table, and Vichy's Requiem are all manifestations of their pursuit of magic. However, Ash's small secret realm is the six hells he made up, and the six hells have nothing to do with any of his magic. It is obvious that his spiritual world can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

Even though he looks normal now and is sorting out his gains with everyone, his mental state is probably not optimistic and he is deeply trapped in hallucinations.

"Ash." Diya said sincerely, "Let Liz sleep with you. She is very well behaved now and won't kick you off the bed."

"I know what you are worried about," Ash said helplessly, standing up and saying, "But don't worry, I can take care of myself. You can go and rest."

Everyone looked at each other and thought that it was indeed the case.

Although the witch can intercept them to advance the relationship, if Ash wants to take the initiative to advance the progress, the witch can only watch.

The bath just now was a test. If Ash thought that he could have a harem just by dreaming, then he would probably jump over the bamboo and bathe with them. Acceptance or not was secondary. The point was that once Ash indicated that he wanted to take the relationship to the next stage, everyone had to think about how they would participate.

But just as Sonia and the others expected, Ash did not climb over the bamboo to bathe with them, and chose to sleep alone when resting. It was obvious that he hoped that the relationship would continue to maintain its current state, and did not want to fast-forward to sleeping together in the same quilt just because his dream had not yet been realized.

"Vichy."

Ash lifted the curtain of the tent and waved to the maid: "Come in with me."