Outside the tent, Sonia, Diya, Weisser and Felix were all sitting around the wooden table, drinking hot tea in silence. Only Deda Rose went to rest.

They looked at the bright big tent and the atmosphere became increasingly solemn.

"Fifteen minutes."

"Explosion?"

"Bring them out for trial. No one should be spared."

"It's definitely not Ash's fault!" Diya yelled, "It must be Vichy who secretly brainwashed Ash during the promotion ceremony. This is all a conspiracy by the Ghost Prophet!"

"I don't think there's any need to be nervous. You have to trust Ash." Weisser advised, "We are all here."

Sonia glanced at her and said, "I once asked Ash if he would like the silver lamp."

"You weren't with him at the time." Weisser retorted, "You can't blame someone for not holding on to the only life preserver when he was drowning, can you?"

Just when Felix was about to run away to avoid getting hurt, the tent curtain was lifted and Vichy came out quickly. She glanced at the people waiting, her mouth corners tilted upwards, and she glanced at them with a smile. Although she was wearing a maid outfit, her expression was extremely arrogant, and she walked briskly back to her tent.

Seeing this scene, everyone was relieved. If Vichy had really made any progress, he should have come out with a sad face to avoid arousing their suspicion. But this triumphant return as if he had gained some great advantage, obviously there was no progress.

After all, that was a thousand-year-old demigod ghost prophet. No matter what Ash did, he could not shake her mind. She could easily tease Ash and make him retreat repeatedly. In her dreams, she was the same chaotic evil as Diya. This kind of absolutely rational demon would not show his thoughts on his face.

More importantly, everyone knows that fifteen minutes is not enough.

"Who's on guard here?" Sonia suddenly asked.

"Me." Felix pointed at himself.

Sonia and the others looked at Felix deeply, then looked at each other, and after thinking for a moment, they returned to their tents. Felix walked over to add some firewood to the fire, poured himself a glass of water, and sat at the wooden table. His eyes gradually focused on the door curtain of Ash's tent, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

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Ash recorded all the information about Vichy in his own little notebook. In addition, the notebook also contained key information about Igula and Harvey, important memories, and magical intelligence.

Even though he firmly believed that his memory was correct, he could not guarantee that he would not lose his memory like others. Perhaps it would be meaningless to write it down. Without those past events, Ash would not continue to worry about those two bastards. He might wake up and think about why he imagined two men accompanying him. If he was brave enough, he could just imagine Sword Lady and Witch taking a bath with him!

But Ash still wanted to leave as many traces of them as possible.

Because...he was the only one who remembered them.

Closing the notebook, Ash lay on the bed thinking.

He probably understood what had happened: hell and everything in it had been wiped out of all traces, even its past history had shrunk and disappeared.

The real victim is Hell, and Igula and Harvey are just undeserved victims. If they fail to be promoted and fail to enter Hell, the world may leave their traces.

Ash and his friends were the luckiest, because they didn't enter hell, so they were bounced back to reality. But...recalling the strange dream of being eaten by a giant snake, Ash found it hard to think that they were just lucky by chance.

Also, why was his memory the only one not affected?

However, the world completely erased Igula and the others. Even in Ash's memory, the world's feedback on Igula and the others disappeared. They were like phantoms forcibly inserted into the memory fragments, unable to interfere with the world, and not interfered with by the world.

Even if Ash wanted to prove their existence, it would be difficult. Except for his own memories, this world has erased all traces of Igula and Harvey... right?

Ash slowly sat up from the bed, he spread out his palm, and a weak one-winged spirit appeared in his palm.

Libra magic spirit.

The effect is to rebound other magic effects.

Ash had only used this magic once, which was in Broken Lake Prison. In order to force Igula to join the jailbreak plan, he took the initiative to seduce Igula to sign a wish contract with him, and then bounced the effect of the contract back, so that the two of them owed each other a wish.

Ash used this wish to ask Igula to help him escape from prison, but Igula has not used his wish yet. In fact, this wish has long been invalid, after all, it has been too long, and they are far beyond the level of one wing, and the Libra spirit cannot restrain Ash at all.

However, as long as Igula does not use his wish, the Libra spirit should maintain a legal connection with him.

Ash immersed his mind into the Libra spirit, searching for all traces inside with his spiritual sense, and soon he found a light golden hair -

"Reminder: You have found new clues and unlocked a new virtual exploration map."

Ash immediately opened the Aurora's Magician's Manual - "Exploration of the Void". Theoretically, they were unable to explore the Void now, so Hell disappeared and Ruby Mountain refused to let them enter. If they refused to join the Kingdom of Heaven, the demigods could only wander on earth.

However, in the exploration interface, Ash saw an option that everyone thought did not exist: "Six Levels of Hell"!

It's not that there's something wrong with your brain, it's that there's something wrong with the world!

Until this moment, Ash finally let go of the heavy stone in his heart. No one knows how much psychological pressure he is under. All the people close to you tell you that you are crazy and your memory is false... More importantly, Ash doesn't want them to worry about him. If he can't prove to them that he is right, then Ash would rather investigate secretly by himself than drag them into the quagmire.

But now, he has a way to prove himself!

He chose to explore the "Six Layers of Hell". When selecting his team members, Ash found that besides himself, the "End Viewer", he could only select the "Death Mad Sword Princess". But it was also good this way, he could convince Sonia tonight and have a date with her alone in hell.

The "Six Layers of Hell", the "End Watcher" and the "Death Mad Swordsman"... Start exploring!

The consciousness connects to the virtual world and the soul descends into the sixth level of hell.

Ash slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a vast expanse of land.

Not far from him, there was a piece of land hanging upside down in the sky, with upside-down temple pillars, upside-down giant trees, upside-down rivers, and...

Hanging myself upside down.

"Not a mirror."

Ash looked to the side and saw a maturely dressed girl standing next to him. She was wearing a mink coat, a miniskirt, stockings and long boots, and a ruby ​​sword on her waist.

She crossed her arms and explained calmly, "The stars have stolen the sky here, so there is no such thing as 'sky' here. Leaping up into the sky is equivalent to falling down to the earth. It's interesting at first, but it will only feel depressing if you stay here for a long time."

Ash stared at her in a daze: "You..."

She took out a cigarette box from her coat, picked up a cigarette, lit it and took a deep puff. Half of the cigarette turned gray in an instant.

She asked slowly, "Do you still recognize me?"

"Of course." Ash looked at her and said with certainty, "You are the first crazy swordsman I know!"

"Call me a lunatic, but Sonia won't follow the same path as me... As long as you don't let her down, don't let her get wronged, and don't let her doubt herself."

She suddenly grabbed Ash's hand and poked the cigarette butt hard into his palm. Ash gasped and quickly pulled his hand back.

"But you definitely can't do it."

Si Kuang threw away his cigarette butt and glanced at him with a cold expression:

"Because we will replace you."