"miss."

Ash said softly: "The Firefly Princess gave me the power of remembrance, allowing me to be connected with you, to be happy when you are happy, and to be sad when you are sad... The shadow sword that can only hurt you can also hurt me."

"So..." He turned to look at Felix and Deda Rose: "Follow me closely."

Felix didn't know what he was going to do at first, but when Ash flew towards Diya, she couldn't help but scream and wanted to reach out and grab Ash!

The most terrified person was the witch. She had never wanted to stay away from Ash more than at this moment in her life: "Don't come near me! Get away! Get away!"

But the witch was still chased by Ash to the corner and hugged. She rested her chin on Ash's shoulder and watched the shadow sword pierce Ash's back. Her hair color became more and more messy, like the color of countless buckets of paint mixed together. She watched the four shadow swords pierce Ash's body, sobbed and big tears fell, and her trembling voice could not be distinguished in how many repetitions: "It looks so painful..."

"It's okay." Ash pushed her away, watching the black and white shadow sword and the colorful shadow sword pierce his chest. The sound he spoke was like a groan squeezed out from the folds deep in his soul: "It doesn't hurt that much, it's just a little... cool."

Ash's body was trembling, and he was as depressed as a puppy just pulled out of the sea. The pain brought by the black and white shadow sword was endless darkness. All sounds became extremely distant, and all colors faded away. Only he was in the center of the deep darkness... It was as if he had returned to the first day of the blood moon. Everything was so strange, and the world was so cold.

The colorful shadow sword plunged him into an endless abyss, and the dazzling light at the end of the distance brought warm laughter. He kept running and climbing in the abyss, wearing out his feet and scraping his palms. He was only one step away from happiness, but he could never get close to the light and quietly rotted in the abyss.

Honestly, the witch's shadow sword had a greater impact on him, even his perception was distorted, but if the sword lady's pain made him equally uncomfortable, then the witch's fear made him feel pity.

"Go ahead, but it's a pity that I can't hug you now." Ash looked at Diya, pointed at the shadow sword on his chest, exhaled a breath of cold fear, and forced a smile: "But I want to hug you to keep warm later."

Although other people cannot touch the shadow sword, they, as the targets of the spell, will still be stabbed by the corresponding shadow sword.

The witch's shoulders were shaking, and it was unclear whether she was angry or sad. When she turned her head to look at the six-winged angel, her hair color had obviously become pure and distinct, but her voice was still a quartet, and every suppressed voice did not conceal the Queen's rage: "I won't let you wait long."

When Ash looked at Weisser, Weisser had already thrown herself into his arms. The body of a god should not have any temperature, but Ash felt like he was holding a hot body. The soft and elastic body was tightly attached to his contours, and the legs were wrapped around his waist. The softest part was even squeezed and deformed. The pure warmth that completely penetrated into the soul body slightly reduced the torture he was enduring.

"I just hope," Yin Deng kissed his lips, gently pushed him away, and said, "You don't hate me too much..."

The gray-silver shadow sword and the pitch-black shadow sword pierced through Ash's shoulders at the same time. His pupils lost focus and he would have almost fallen if Felix hadn't held him back.

The gray-silver shadow sword is a bit like the witch's black and white shadow sword. It also involves being thrown into a dark world without sunlight. The difference is that in the desperate loneliness, Ash always feels that he is being torn to pieces by thousands of green beasts full of resentment. After he is eaten up, the green beasts will fight each other until he is shattered into billions of pieces, unable to move forever, and imprisoned in darkness forever. This pain will not end until the world is destroyed.

But what made Ash tremble even more was the pitch-black shadow sword.

All the people who were with him would turn to silver and shatter, and all the girls he liked would turn into a pool of silver water. Wherever he fled to, he would be surrounded by silver light, until the whole world turned to silver white, and he had nowhere to escape, completely trapped in the embrace of silver light.

Although it looks very similar to Sword Lady's purple-red shadow sword, both are shadows that buried him and the other girls together, but if Sword Lady's is an angry revenge, then Silver Lantern is more like a desperate suicide for love - Sword Lady at least only targets him and the people related to him, full of resentment of "I actually fell in love with someone like you, it really stained my resume", while Silver Lantern wants to drag the whole world into the silver purgatory, as if to put a gorgeous end to the sacred feelings, full of self-destructive religious beauty.

He raised his head, looked at the uneasy Weisser, and smiled with all his strength: "Didn't you promise me that you would not let it go even if it was an illusion?"

"As long as you hold my hand tightly." Weisser responded softly. She opened the silver book, raised the silver lamp, and looked at the six-winged angels being besieged by the sword witch. The extra emotions in her eyes disappeared, leaving only cold and ruthless calculations.

The only thing left now was... Ash looked at the fleeing pink-haired elf maid, who shouted, "Don't worry about me. I will definitely find a way to crack it without your intervention!"

"You're not trying to be lazy." Ash said.

"I won't--"

At the moment Vichy answered, Ash pulled into the air, and a ruby ​​chain connected to Vichy's collar was tightly grasped in his hand, and then he pulled it hard!

Vichy couldn't react at all. After all, Ash had never used chains like this before, or Ash would never make the chains visible... She knew what this idiot was thinking. He probably felt that using chains was too disrespectful to her personality. They were obviously enemies, but they still cared about moral laws and human rights... But at this moment, Vichy was being pulled by his chains so unreasonably, and was dragged into his arms without any resistance. She was just like his thing, and the maid felt a strong sense of shame in her heart.

Even if Ash was the only one who was unwilling to help her bear the shadow sword, it would be better than this situation... How could the Ghost Prophet be so weak as to accept the protection of others?

"I, let me bear it myself..." She struggled to get rid of Ash's control: "I don't need you--"

"Be good and listen to me." Ash held her in his arms and used his back to bear the last three shadow swords. The pain that spread through his body like thunder made him gasp, and his laughter trembled: "I am your supervisor... and your master."

Everyone else had two shadow swords, but Vichy had three. But this was only natural. The longer the life, the more unbearable shadows it would hide. But compared to the others, Vichy's shadow was surprisingly simple.

If the shadow of Sword Lady is "being betrayed and played with" and "turning love into hate".

The witch's shadow is "loneliness" and "happiness that can never be obtained".

The shadows of the silver lamp are "abandoned in the end of the world" and "losing illusion".

The shadows of Vichy are "fear of death", "fear of no hope" and "fear of missing opportunities".

She was afraid that she would die completely and would no longer be able to pursue power. She was even more afraid that there would be no way forward and she had lost hope of ever reaching the highest point.

But what she feared most was that she had a chance to reach the highest, but she missed it in the end. This was also the shadow that surprised Ash the most, because the opportunity she was afraid of missing was Ash.

Ash is the ultimate answer to her solving all problems and realizing all her dreams. But because of this, her third shadow sword hurt Ash the most - because the first two were only related to her, the damage was not very high, but the third was closely connected to Ash, and Vichy's fear was far greater than that of other operators, Ash felt so painful that he felt like he saw the gate of hell.

Although he was shaking with pain, Ash felt inexplicably... a little happy.

“Is it impossible?” Wei Xi was also a little panicked, and gritted his teeth and said, “Let me withstand one… withstand two shadow swords!”

"Go and fight!" Ash kicked her away angrily, "This kick was from Yindeng, don't think I didn't see it."

Vichy looked at the idiot in front of her with swords all over his body, and some complicated emotions that she had forgotten for a long time arose in her heart, so complicated that she couldn't even express her thoughts... Or maybe she just didn't want to say it out loud. She only felt a little sore in her eyes, and her heartbeat became very fast, and her heart felt like it was being pulled and twisted.

She turned to look at the six-winged angel in the center of the storm, exhaled lightly, and the complex emotions in her eyes quickly faded away, leaving only the brutality of the ghost prophet.

Jian Lu looked at the four people who were besieging him. He could see murderous intent, anger, indifference, and cruelty in them. However, no matter how excited they were, their attacks were always so precise and sharp, systematically consuming his energy. But seeing the cold light in their eyes, Jian Lu had no doubt that when his energy was exhausted, that would be the time for their true revenge.

This was the first time in thousands of years that the Sword Law had a premonition of death, and even... a hint of fear.

As expected of a girl that Ash values, both her talent and fighting ability are beyond imagination. Jian Lu has no doubt that if he were in the same era as them, he would never be a match for these girls.

Their achievements were more than just demigods. Once they encountered an opportunity, they would become the four gods who ruled the heavens. And with Ash's assistance, they even had the opportunity to get their hands on the supreme throne.

No wonder the Supreme gave me two tasks, Jianlu thought.

His first task, naturally, was to welcome Ash into Heaven.

And his second mission is...

The girls who killed Ash.