In the fourth level of hell, suddenly two figures fell from mid-air and landed heavily on the ground.

Igula immediately sat up and looked around, and found that he and Harvey were the only ones around. He breathed a sigh of relief, but mixed emotions surged back into his heart. He rubbed his temples to dispel the extra thoughts in his mind, and then he realized that he seemed to have come to a strange place.

He sat on the vast prairie. The grass was soft and dry, without any smell of earth. The warm breeze gently caressed his face. The bright sunshine was blocked by white clouds, and the sky and earth were bright but not dazzling.

Even if Igula had lived for more than 20 years, he had never seen such a comfortable and beautiful scenery. At this moment, Igula even wondered if he had left hell and returned to the human world.

"What a nice view……"

The black curly-haired man extinguished the white flame on his face, stared at the world with wide eyes, and exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Iguala was stunned and immediately realized something was wrong: "Xavi, what do you think is beautiful?"

"Ah? Need I explain? Of course there are mountains of skulls and dense forests of bones. Look at the ground. The hair is spread out like a carpet and the flesh is rotten into mud. Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Harvey spread his hands, took a deep breath, and sighed sincerely: "What a fresh air, full of the smell of decay... Is this heaven?"

"Normal people's imagination of hell is not as horrible as what you see." Igula said unhappily, "But I haven't seen the world in your eyes. It is indeed a paradise for me. So this is the fourth level of hell - Fantasy Hell."

"Huh? Does that mean everything I saw was an illusion?" Harvey squatted down, pulled out a piece of dogtail grass and looked at it carefully, then put it in his mouth and bit it. This action completely extinguished Igula's curiosity - the fraudster really didn't have the courage to ask Harvey what he was biting in his eyes.

"It's not an illusion, but it's not real either. It's the world you want to see." Igula said, "This is the most special thing about Fantasy Hell. In everyone's eyes, the world is different. The world will only present you with the environment you like best... Didn't you read the information they gave you?"

"If I read it, you will read it too. If I don't read it, you will still read it. So why should I read it? It's better to wait for you to extract useful information." Harvey patted his butt and stood up, chewing the dogtail grass and said, "I learned this from Ash. I'm giving you a chance to show off your knowledge. This way we save time and you gain vanity. It's a win-win for everyone."

"Take the bad, huh?" Igula twitched, "Then why don't you learn more thoroughly and get a few more corpses to start a harem of undead?"

"I just have a deeper understanding of life and death. It doesn't mean that my moral values ​​are problematic." Harvey shook his head. "Even I think it's a bit too perverted for Ash to fall in love with everyone he meets. If he goes to hell with us, there will definitely be more female demigods who become his victims, and there is a high possibility that there will be more than one."

"The demigods here have lived for at least a thousand years, right?"

"The Ghost Prophet has lived for another three thousand years."

"Do you really believe that Vichy has a crush on him?" Igula couldn't help but discuss gossip with Harvey: "Although Vichy did help him a lot in the later stages of the Angel Hunt, I always feel that she just wants Ash to let down his guard."

"I don't trust Vichy." Harvey spread his hands: "I just believe in Ash's record."

"If that's the case, it's going to be troublesome," Igula murmured, "Even Silver Lamp is not as serious as Vichy... But since he has finally reunited with the Sword Princess he has been thinking about, he should not be unfaithful and completely end his ambiguous relationship with other women... right?"

"It's possible." Harvey said, "At least I haven't seen any other women around him. He is exploring hell alone now, which is a breakthrough for him... Since escaping the blood moon, have you ever seen him without a woman by his side?"

Igula was startled, and after thinking about it carefully, he found that he couldn't find a day. On the first day of Gospel, he met Ananlis, on the first day of Senluo, he met Silver Lantern Black Crow, on the first day of Stars, he met Felix, on the first day of Stars, he met Rose, and then Fili and Nia - damn, this bastard mocked my Veela ancestry all day long, but he never stopped having women!

Next time I see Sword Princess, I will make good use of this information!

The Trickster and the Necromancer looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They completely relaxed and sat on the ground to rest. This was the first time they smiled since they entered hell for several months.

Ever since they stepped into hell, Igula and Harvey's nerves have been on edge. You know, the Forsaken started their attack from the first level of hell. They ran all the way from the first level of hell to the fourth level of hell, and they had to seize the time to collect resources and study magic on the way... There was no time to relax at all.

Although they only met with Ash for a pitifully short time and had to part before they could even curse him, for some reason, they felt that the pressure on their shoulders that was as deep as a prison suddenly became much lighter, their tense moods relaxed in vain, and waves of fatigue surged into their hearts.

Sometimes people are like kites with broken strings, they have to take every gust of wind to fly as high as possible, for fear that when the wind stops, they will fall into the mud and bury the grass. But if they have a string, they can take a break, they don't have to fly so high, they don't have to fly so tired... They don't really rely on the string, but as long as the string exists, it is enough to calm their wandering hearts.

Besides, complaining about Ash is really stress-relieving, but it's a pity that we can no longer see him jumping up and down when Ash's defense is broken, which makes it less fun.

At this moment, two groups of figures appeared in the distant sky. Harvey exhaled lightly and asked, "Since the world we see is different, what about the demigod who appeared to us?"

"Illusion Hell only changes the world we perceive, and demigods obviously don't belong to it." Igula said, "At least in my eyes, you are still so ugly."

"Logically, Ash should have come to Fantasy Hell by now. Let's—"

"No, don't forget that Ash is the other half of the Holy Grail that he shares with Fanxing. The demigods of Hell are just as dangerous to him as Fanxing. We can't send them to look for him, and we can't even let them know." Igula shook his head: "Besides, he said he could return to the human world, and he has probably gone back to embrace his beloved ones by now."

"You sound very sure." Harvey was a little surprised. "Although Ash is quite perverted in his emotions, he is usually very good at controlling his desires. He can stay clean even when wandering around four countries. I don't think he will indulge himself."

"Actually, I'm not sure either," Igula tilted his head, "There's a hint of charm in his eyes and eyebrows, and he looks like he's been through a lot of battles, but his temperament is still that of a rookie. He's almost like... a pure Veela?"

While the two were discussing, the two teams of demigods who had come from thousands of miles away finally approached. They landed and immediately saluted, saying respectfully, "Welcome, Your Excellency Rusty Crow and Your Excellency Ghost King!"

Igula was not surprised at all and asked calmly, "Did you find Amilo and Tiramisu?"

"The angel of wind (Amilo) has fallen, and the angel of the dead (Tiramisu) has been severely injured and cursed, and is temporarily unable to move." The leading demigod said: "In accordance with the Oracle of the Gospel and the Oracle of the Blood Moon, Rusty Crow, the Ghost King, Wind, and the Dead Soul jointly hold the supreme leadership of Cloud City and Yuyin Palace. Now the angel of wind and the angel of the dead cannot participate in the decision-making, so Cloud City welcomes the Ghost King, and Yuyin Palace welcomes Rusty Crow. We are loyal to the Lord God and will obey his orders!"

"Very good." Igula clapped his hands lightly, with an admiring look on his face: "I believe that your loyalty will definitely be recognized by the Omniscient and Blood Moon."

Igula and Harvey certainly didn't escape from the first level of hell to the fourth level of hell by themselves, and even their demigod promotion ceremony was not entirely by themselves. They did rely on their personal accumulation and talent to enter the realm of gods and summon their own gods, but don't forget that the biggest difficulty in the demigod promotion ceremony is the covetousness of the demigods of hell.

The reason why Rajesh fell was that the demigod of hell suddenly appeared to snatch the gods, forcing him to self-destruct the gods, resulting in no gods to endure the fifth level of hell, and finally he was smashed into a pile of rubies by hell.

At the critical moment when Igula and Harvey were promoted to demigods, they received help from two gods - the All-Knowing Weaver and the Blood Moon God. In fact, Amilo and Tiramisu were also promoted to demigods at that time. Because of the secret poison of hell, they had to be promoted immediately after leaving the Star Prison.

The All-Knowing Weaver Lord and the Blood Moon Lord's investment in Igula was originally intended to look to the future, but times have changed and things have changed, so you have to be prepared for changes. The World-Devouring Serpent swallowed the six hells into its belly, and the Lord of the Blood Moon completely lost control of the six hells, but the new demigod who just stepped into hell still has "traces of secret poison" left in the world, so the Lord of the Blood Moon can contact the new demigod in hell through the "traces of secret poison"!

The Sixth Layer of Hell is the frontline against the World Devouring Serpent. Whether they are harboring evil intentions or protecting the world, the gods have ordered their forces to resist the invasion of the World Devouring Serpent with all their strength. There are gods in almost every layer of hell. For example, the Cloud City and the Echo Palace in the Fantasy Hell belong to the Blood Moon Supreme Lord and the All-Knowing Weaver Lord respectively.

The frontline commander who controls the overall situation can undoubtedly be the new demigods that the Lord God can currently contact!

Needless to say, the two angels Amilo and Tiramisu, Igula and Harvey, the two "free demigods" who were still unwilling to join the Kingdom of Heaven, were also given the power by the gods! But the facts proved that the gods' judgment was correct. Even if half of the four demigods were killed or injured, they could still contact the other half, which was better than completely losing control of Hell.

"Take us to see Tiramisu, we need to discuss the next decision." Igula immediately took on the role of commander. The demigods who were much stronger than him had no objection and led them to the Cloud City base.

Harvey asked, "Can't you cure Mr. Tiramisu's injury?"

"It's very difficult." The demigods said ashamedly, "Her injuries are too complicated. We can only try our best to prevent her injuries from getting worse."

Fortunately, you can't cure her, otherwise I would find a way to make her injuries worse, Igula thought.

Pushing Amilo to death and putting Tiramisu in a desperate situation, with the support of Blood Moon and Gospel, Igula is only one step away from doing whatever he wants.

The fraudster who left the cult leader can finally play tricks without scruples in hell. He has never been a person who waits for others to save him, and he will not hand over his fate to others, even the Lord of Gods - Chaos is the ladder to rise. He and Harvey originally needed a long accumulation to stand out in hell, but now they can take advantage of the opportunity to complete the accumulation of magic for hundreds or even thousands of years!

More importantly, Igula knew that sooner or later he would become the enemy of the gods. In the previous communications, he had already vaguely sensed that the gods such as the Omniscient Weaver were preparing to hunt Ash, just like they hunted the Source Angels... They even dared to share the Source Angels, so how could they miss out on Ash, a fat guy?

When Ash goes to war against the fallen Heaven, Igula and Harvey are his banners in Hell.