When Ash arrived at the lowest hall of Guiming Palace, he saw no wonders, magical spirits, or resources. He only saw that the grand and solemn hall had been arbitrarily cleared out to leave a large space, with chairs and bookshelves all piled up in the corner, and a huge void crack above the space.

"What is this?" Ash asked, but there was no response for a long time. He turned around and saw Si Kuang leaning against the wall behind him smoking, as if he couldn't hear him and didn't even meet his eyes.

Ash didn't ask any more questions. He flicked his fingers and shot out eight sword lights, forming a cube that surrounded the void crack. At the same time, a book appeared in front of him. As his source power was consumed drastically, golden fonts gradually appeared on the pages!

Wonder Gospel!

Before entering Hell this time, everyone - including Vichy - expressed their willingness to lend their spirits to Ash temporarily, but Ash refused to accept any of them. It was not that he wanted to make things more difficult for himself, but the use of spirits required accumulated experience. Each spirit was a professional tool with infinite possibilities. Except for the 'Smashed Lake Spirit', Ash was somewhat confident that he could use it correctly. Even if he got the three spirits, 'Fairy Tale', 'Gospel', and 'Soul Lock', Ash would not be able to use them. They were not as good as his own wonders.

But Ash was not without any preparation. The most important thing for exploring Hell was intelligence, so he asked the operators to help him build a wonder for reconnaissance and prophecy. Witch, Silver Lantern, and Vichy spent more than half a month to build a lower-level wonder "Gospel" for Ash.

The Gospel can be summarized in one sentence: The Spirit of the Gospel is divided. The premise for this wonder to be established is that the witch opens herself to Ash without restriction, so that Ash can use the power of the Spirit of the Gospel to conduct investigation and analysis through this wonder.

The prophecy department is one of the most difficult mysterious factions, and they don't have any prophecy spirits. If they really want to construct a prophecy wonder, the time required will be at least calculated in years. It is better to find a way to let the witch assist remotely, as long as it can be used.

It is worth mentioning that by helping Ash build the wonder, the three witches all got a chance to exchange for any servant for free at Ash's place. They went all out and queued up. Only Sword Lady couldn't help because she didn't know the prophecy faction at all, so she naturally couldn't join the party. But before that, Sword Lady had won the first place in magic training for more than half a month, completely monopolizing Ash and not giving the witches any chance to contact her, which made the witches' eyes turn green with greed. Therefore, the three witches obviously wanted to piss off Sword Lady, and even Ash couldn't say anything.

After a delay of more than ten seconds from the human world to hell, the Gospel finally showed the information of the void rift. Ash glanced at it and said in surprise: "Hell portal? Doesn't it mean that you can only use calamity to cross hell?"

"Three seconds."

Death Maniac couldn't help but say, "When more than seven demigods consume their calamities to go to the third level of hell at the same time, the torn hell passages will temporarily merge together to form a hell portal that lasts for three seconds."

"That means all the demigods who didn't die went to the third level of hell..." Ash muttered, "But if they can run, why would anyone stay?"

Death Maniac didn't answer him, and Ash didn't care. He looked around to make sure there was nothing he had missed, and raised his right hand to look at the eye mark on the back of his hand. In the process of searching along the way, he found a total of four calamities, and he would have one left after going to the third level of hell.

Guiming Palace gathers most of the resources of the Deep Blue Hell. Now that Guiming Palace has been plundered, the second level of hell is no longer worth exploring.

However, when Ash was about to tear open the space crack, Death Maniac suddenly said, "Don't teleport here."

"Um?"

Death Maniac bit his cigarette and said a few words reluctantly, "There is another reason why they teleported together. That is, someone among them must have mastered the spatial coordinates of a magician's base in the third level of hell. The collective teleportation can allow everyone to teleport to the magician's base. That spatial rift has a positioning effect. If you teleport here, it will tear the rift open again and teleport to their base."

"Why can't we teleport to their base?"

The Death Maniac was so angry that he laughed: "Has your brain been soaked in white liquid and become stupid? Don't you know which one is more dangerous to you, the Forsaken or the Demigod of Hell? If you want to die, then go ahead."

Ash understood what Death Maniac meant. The coronation ceremony of the Supreme Star was a grand ceremony broadcast live throughout the entire virtual world. Countless people saw him and Star share the Supreme Holy Grail, and then Star ascended to the highest level. However, he had half of the Supreme Holy Grail, but he was not even a God Lord. He was just like a fat man holding a blood diamond.

The demigods of Hell had long coveted him. If he fell into the stronghold of the demigods of Hell, under the enormous pressure of survival and the temptation of interests, the only reason why the demigods of Hell would not share him with them would be that they had requirements for food.

However, after thinking about it, Ash decisively used his left hand to cut the three eye marks on the back of his right hand. The marks quickly expanded into cracks and directly merged into the void crack. Before Ash could react, half of his body had been sucked in.

"Can you stop being so childish!" Si Kuang spit out the cigarette butt in frustration and rushed forward to grab his hand, as if trying to pull him back. Ash grabbed her wrist with his backhand, glanced at her calmly, and without any explanation, he directly pulled her through the crack and left the second hell.

This time they did not fall into the deep sea or lava. On the other side of the crack was the interior hall of a building, with soft and gorgeous rain magic carpets, luxurious and exquisite starry sky chandeliers, and soothing and sad symphonies flowing in their ears. It seemed as if they had come to a banquet hall of upper-class aristocrats, ready to dance together.

However, the rotten food on the table clearly showed them that the place had been abandoned for a long time, and there was no one to clean it. The fallen chairs, the broken plates, the fallen red wine glasses, every detail showed in Ash's eyes that this was a banquet that was suddenly interrupted and no one returned.

"It was probably the demigods from the Deep Blue Hell who teleported here. The people here held a banquet for them, and then something happened - if I'm not mistaken, Guiming Palace was completely destroyed, the Second Hell was completely digested by Ouroboros, and the Forgotten Legion began to attack the Third Hell. This is the front line of the war."

Si Kuang picked up an unopened bottle of wine next to him, drew his sword and cut off the bottle mouth, took a sip of wine and smoked a cigarette, and said, "The banquet that was supposed to welcome us back has become the last meal before we go to war."

"Are you disappointed that you didn't get to fight the demigods of Hell?" She turned to look at Ash and sneered, "That's right. It's really boring to plunder Hell peacefully. How can it be as interesting as killing your way through Hell? If you don't kill a few demigods to liven up the atmosphere, wouldn't it be a waste of your new toys and new wonders?"

Ash ignored the mockery of the Death Maniac. He looked around to make sure there were no living people around, feeling a little disappointed, and walked straight out of the banquet hall.

When he pushed open the door of the banquet hall, he saw a castle covered with hoarfrost. The statues, ceiling, windows, and floor were all stained pale white. The only things not covered by hoarfrost were the glittering gems of knowledge on the ground... They were the ashes of the demigods after their death.

Death Maniac was right, this was the war front, and the demigod stepped into the grave as soon as he left the banquet hall.

Ash scraped the frost on the wall and it felt like salt particles and the touch of fingernails. He squatted down to clean the frost on the knowledge gems and put them into the refining bottle one by one.

"Don't waste time, just put them all into the refining bottle." Death Maniac frowned slightly: "The war may not be over yet, there is a dangerous atmosphere here."

Inexplicable anger burned through his belly, even if it was just to piss off the crazy, Ash wanted to continue wasting time here. However, he quickly suppressed this inappropriate confrontation, gave up collecting the knowledge gems and left quickly.

Si Kuang looked at his back, the anger in his eyes becoming more and more intense.

She was not a person who was good at enduring. When Ash suddenly stopped, the Death Maniac could no longer suppress the anger in her voice, which was filled with the smell of sulfur on the eve of a volcanic eruption: "What's wrong again?!"

She saw Ash staring at a few knowledge gems on the sofa... No.

Because it was covered with white frost and was next to the passage, Si Kuang saw it as a rectangular sofa at first glance, but after a closer look he recognized that it was a coffin.

What made Ash stop was the coffin.

He ignored the death maniac and reached out to wipe away the white frost on the coffin, revealing the sandalwood underneath. He pressed the edge of the coffin lid and pulled it open. The coffin lid fell to the ground with a snap, covering the gem of knowledge on the ground.

The coffin was empty, there was nothing in it.

Death Maniac vaguely realized something. She glanced at the empty coffin and asked, "Can we go now?"

Ash shook his head and turned to look at the coffin lid on the ground.

He knelt on one knee and held a corner of the coffin lid with his hand. Si Kuang looked at him as if he was frozen there, the coffin lid seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pressing his hand so hard that he couldn't move.

Very rarely, the Death Maniac did not rush him, but waited quietly by the side.

After a few seconds, Ash raised his hand suddenly and flipped the coffin lid to the back, snapping away the nearby white frost.

He took one look and immediately stood up, losing his balance and taking a few steps back. His ankles hit something and he almost fell down. His back touched the wall and he slowly slid down, sitting on the frost-covered ground. He looked down at the ground, breathing heavily, as if something was strangling his throat and squeezing his heart.

Si Kuang took a look and found a line of words on the inside of the coffin lid:

"Ash and Annan are lovers, Annan and Qinna are mother and daughter, Qinna and Ash are lovers, Qinna and Nona are sisters."

Death Mad glanced at Ash, and after a moment of silence, she turned back to the banquet hall. After a moment, she came over with a bottle of wine, stood next to Ash, took a sip of wine and smoked a cigarette.

After Ash's breathing calmed down, she handed the bottle to him. Ash took it and took a big gulp, but spit it out the next second.

"Can't get used to drinking?" Si Kuang laughed, "Just like a child."

"You can laugh at my childishness if you want to," Ash said softly, "I can't possibly feel any worse anyway."

"You are childish in many aspects," said Death Maniac, "but you are mature in this aspect."

She leaned against the wall, her voice becoming softer: "I've been watching you, and I know how much they mean to you."

A lit cigarette was handed to Ash's lips, and he raised his eyebrows to meet the bloodshot eyes of the death maniac. After a moment of silence, Ash did not reach out to take it, but directly held the cigarette holder and took a puff, feeling the mellow smoke stimulating his throat.

This was the first time he didn't cough.