The Forsaken unleashed destruction with expressionless faces, the Black Demigods fought hard for life, and the floods from both ends of Judgment Hell were about to meet, and all life would face the end of judgment. Since the birth of Black Hell, perhaps there has never been such a devastating moment, with lives falling with every breath, and magicians narrowly escaping death in every moment.

However, in this life-and-death battlefield, three people froze in their places at the same time. The roar of wind and thunder, the piercing sound of time and space distortion, the screaming roar of ice and fire, the desperate wails of demigods, all the noise seemed to be far away from them at this moment... At this moment, it was as if fate had finally found its conscience and exchanged all their past hardships for this look back.

After not seeing Harvey for several months, he seemed to be unchanged. He was still wearing the dark red clothes that were convenient for handling corpses. Just by looking at him, one could smell the preservatives on him. But half of his face was burning, using the White Fang skull as firewood, igniting a pale and dark green cold fire... Harvey had been practicing fire magic in the Star Cage, intending to transform the "Cold Fire" into a double-element miracle of dead spirit flames. He had never wanted to waste the fire inheritance entrusted to him by Chikara... It seemed that his past few months in hell had finally yielded some results.

Igula was wearing a black velvet cloak, and his clothes were elegant and decent. But Ash noticed at a glance that his long golden hair, which he used to comb, was tied into a ponytail in a messy way, and his hair was even frizzy and curled up, and his bangs were casually let down. It seemed that he had not had a good rest and bath for a long time, and could only maintain his appearance, looking a little shabby... But with Harvey, the "prison-going" guy in comparison, no matter how shabby Igula was, he would only highlight his "ascetic" demeanor.

Just as Ash was inexplicably thinking about something, he suddenly felt a strong attraction pulling him backwards. At the same time, Igrahavi was also sucked away by the crack behind him.

The portal to the fourth level of hell! Even if they don't move, there will be a portal to them!

Ash and Igula came to their senses without any hesitation, and stretched out their hands to grab each other. But everything happened too fast and too fast, even if they almost dislocated their arms, in the end, only the fingertips brushed past each other, and the three people who passed by each other would eventually return to their own tracks again.

"Xavi!" Igula shouted.

"Come!" The white flames on Harvey's face were burning.

A gorgeously dressed god wearing a ball mask appeared behind Igula. It stretched out its hand toward Harvey and Ash, and for a moment the minds of the three seemed to overlap, forming a chat group, able to clearly hear each other's voices.

Gods, one heart!

Harvey was surrounded by the aura of death, and the power of the undead wonder was transmitted to Igula and Harvey through the concentric connection. A black line appeared in the palms of the three people, and the black line was burning rapidly. But before the black line was completely burned out, their consciousness would overclock and accelerate, adrenaline would be secreted violently, and the world in their eyes would suddenly slow down, and even time would become gentle.

Spectacular Deadline!

Ash immediately saw the great value of their abilities - the Concentric Spirit could ignore all defenses and connect itself with the target's mind, Igula only needed to cast a spell on himself to infect the target's mind from a distance, and the psychic demigod, who should not be good at head-on confrontation, now possessed a spear of mind that penetrated all defenses; although Harvey's miracle was a more common enhancement of consciousness, the fact that he could interpret life with the undead showed that he had finally broken through the shackles of the undead and touched the realm of life and death!

"Ash," Igula's hurried voice sounded in the public chat group as time slowly flowed, "Why are you in hell--"

"How dare you two bastards run away without telling me!" Ash opened his mouth in anger, "You should have waited for me to show off the cutest sword princess in the world before running away! I've been waiting for so long to see your envious and jealous expressions, and you actually ran away!?"

Harvey said slowly: "Actually we all saw it, but I'm not envious. I still think Rose, Nia and Fili are better."

Ash paused, his voice a little bitter: "I haven't seen you for a few months, Harvey, are you so harsh to me with your first words…"

At this time, the dead line had burned more than half, and half of their bodies had been sucked into the portal. Igula said anxiously: "Don't be ridiculous, I'm sure you didn't go into hell with us, but why are you here now? What are you doing here!?"

"That's a good question. Why did Harvey insist on taking the coffin into hell?" Ash couldn't help but ask, "By the way, Harvey, is Alice okay?"

Harvey said, "Alice is fine, but the battle came too fast and I didn't have time to take her coffin away. I can only make another one when I have time."

"Ash!" The trickster's voice sounded a little exasperated, like an aunt with no parenting experience meeting two naughty kids.

"Just like Harvey refused to give up his coffin no matter where he went," Ash said with a smile, "So even if I can't enter hell, I won't give up on you... Of course I came here to save you two idiots, what other reason is there?"

He paused, "Well, although there are more reasons now, saving you is at least the fourth most important...fifth most important reason!"

Harvey asked curiously, "What are the first four reasons?"

"Is there shit in your brain!?" Igula finally couldn't maintain his elegance and couldn't help but swear: "You are the only one who wants to save us? Fanxing, do you have a way to deal with it? You can't even save yourself and you still want to meddle in other people's business? Even if you are afraid that the six levels of hell will affect reality, Fanxing will hold up the sky if it falls. What can a piece of trash like you do to you?"

Ash smiled and waited for him to finish scolding, then said, "I found Harvey's coffin not long ago, and I have been preparing to practice necromancy in my heart, intending to find a way to revive you in the future."

Harvey was shocked: "Okay!"

"So I'm really happy to see you. At least I don't have to learn the Necromancer faction." Ash said with a smile: "Why are you so surprised, Igula? If it was me who was trapped in Hell, you two would definitely not let me get rid of you and live happily."

"Are you taking this joke seriously?" Igula said, "Going to hell together is not an agreement—"

"Really?" Harvey was shocked. "I was actually looking forward to it... But Igula, didn't you keep complaining that Ash didn't die?"

Igula was angry: "We are suffering in hell while he is surrounded by women in the human world. Isn't it normal for me to complain?!"

"I'm sorry, I'll be back in the human world soon, but since you guys miss me so much, I'll come down to visit you two occasionally." Ash chuckled, "So remember this..."

Most of his body had been sucked into the portal, and the death line on his palm was about to burn out.

"Live, survive at all costs!" Ash pointed at the two of them, full of energy and determination, "I will definitely rescue you, just wait for me!"

"Just wait!"

The death line burned out and the concentricity was interrupted. The Forgotten's magic storm swept past the place where the three disappeared. 90 seconds later, the golden flood completed the intersection on the Ark of the Dead. The Forgotten Legion was instantly destroyed, and the Black Hell was filled with still golden rivers. The whole world returned to its original silence.