gentle.

This time was completely different from the last time he entered the realm of God. In the demigod ascension ceremony, although Ash's soul was smashed into the most ethereal information stream by Hell before entering the realm of God, it was precisely because of Hell that his soul always had an "anchor point" in reality and would not completely merge into the realm of God.

But now there is no hell to oppress him, Ash is like a child who has broken away from his parents' hands, lost in the colorful torrent. When he fully integrates into the realm of God and wanders in the ocean of infinite colors, he is not attracted by the truth that is within reach, but discovers for the first time that the world is so gentle.

The life that keeps passing away is not really gone; the civilizations that rise and fall are always on the rise. The world is indeed changing all the time, but the life of all living things is also endless. The cycle of life and death is just the reincarnation of nature. We never lose anything, but always gain it. The natural sounds of mountains and rivers, the colors of the sun and moon, when we hear them, they are our voices; when we observe them, they are our colors. These inexhaustible treasures are the greatest gift of the world to us.

Ash forgot himself, let go of everything, and merged with the realm of God. All is one, one is all. His mind transcended the insignificant cages of self, country, life and death, and stood at the top of the world, overlooking the fate of all things. The blurred colors that were difficult to distinguish before were now clearly visible.

He saw five pillars that pierced through time and space, four of which were thick and solid like rocks, and one was illusory, weak and small. He saw the stars in the seventh layer of the virtual world like waterfalls, shining. He saw a giant snake with eight wings on its back, entwining the world and devouring the six levels of hell.

He is the existence that transcends everything and is the color that God has gilded on all things.

The red pillars, blue pillars, green pillars, and pink pillars seemed to notice his presence and invited him to the feast. Ash had no sorrow or joy, no knowledge or awareness. In this beautiful world of light and splendor, a seat had already been set for him.

The seat is called "The End Viewer".

Suddenly, the fifth colorful pillar gently shook the God's Realm, knocking Ash off his seat, but soon the other four pillars stabilized the God's Realm and extended several colorful ribbons full of vitality, inviting Ash to take a seat again.

However, as a proud snort resounded through the realm of God, a beam of starlight fell from the seventh level of the Void Realm, cutting off the ribbons extending from the four pillars. The four pillars immediately restrained all the sound and light and obediently served as their own pillars.

But without the temptation of the pillar, Ash's situation did not improve. He still slowly floated towards his seat. This was the expectation of the realm of God and the destined ascension to the throne.

"Ash."

My sleeping self shuddered slightly.

"Ash," Sword Princess' voice sounded in his ears: "Don't leave me."

Like a drowning man struggling to survive, Ash forcibly pulled himself out of the gentle ocean of the God's domain, trying to keep his foolish and vulgar self from being infiltrated by the noble and pure divinity, and reconnecting with his broken soul. But as long as he opened his eyes and saw those lights full of vitality, his thoughts couldn't help but be drawn in... How could an ant resist becoming a dragon? How could a humble life like him reject great authority?

He knelt on the ground with a wow sound, and his soul body was cracked into thousands of cracks, as if it would completely shatter at any time. Even if he closed his eyes tightly, he could not stop the colorful colors from entering his eyeballs. He couldn't help but touch his eyes with his fingers, trying to destroy his senses to isolate himself from the pull of the God's realm.

"It's useless!" Death Maniac grabbed his wrist and said quickly: "Your sense of touch has touched the realm of God. You will still see even if you dig out your eyes! It may be the influence of the Supreme Void Wing. Your inspiration is high enough to see through the truth of the realm of God, but the truth has weight. Your soul is too weak, so the truth is not attracted by you. Instead, you are attracted by the truth, causing you to fall into the realm of God!"

"The only way now is to actively lower your inspiration and cover the real world with foolish fantasies. This will prevent you from falling into the realm of God!"

"Gather your mind, breathe slowly, listen carefully to my voice, and give me your heart."

Ash felt himself being helped up by Death Maniac, and his hand was tightly grasped. As the cold body temperature spread from her hand, Death Maniac's voice quietly rang in his heart:

"You walk on the snow with a sword in hand... The snow is so thick that it reaches your calves. The wind is so cold that it feels like your lips are going to crack when it blows on your face."

"Snow..."

"The morning fog was very thick, and the mountains in the distance were rolling. There was a river nearby, most of which was covered with ice and snow, but the small part close to the shore was still flowing."

"Mountains and rivers..."

"The woods next to you are covered with rime. Today's sunlight is very bright and soft, shining on the rime and looks like cherry blossoms in full bloom. A deer is flying through the woods, and you can only see the traces of the wind, but not the real shadow. You are walking through this world with a sword in hand, and suddenly you feel a little tired and fall down, kneeling with your legs stuck in the snow... You touch the ground, is the snow very cold and soft?"

Ash closed his eyes and touched the ground. His left hand immediately sank into the thick snow. The icy cold made him shiver slightly.

"Now I'll help you up," the Death Maniac put his hand down, "You can open your eyes now."

Ash slowly opened his eyes, and the cold wind blowing in his face instantly refreshed him. In front of him was no longer the night sky with bright and colorful trees and silver flowers, nor the bizarre realm of God, but the sunny northern scenery, snowy glaciers, snow-capped mountains, and misty forests.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "I thought I would never come back."

Death Maniac shook off his hand, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, and lit it for her with his fingertips as soon as he held it in his mouth. She took a puff and said, "It should be fine. As long as you remember that your fantasy hell is the Snow Country, you won't see the God's Realm again."

"Originally, only magicians who have seen through the true nature of the virtual world can directly see the realm of God, but it turns out that a fool like you can also see it... It's difficult for you to become smarter, but it should be possible for you to become a little more stupid, right? If this happens again, just imagine yourself as a fat Labrador wandering in the snow country. Don't ask me to save you every time. It's very annoying."

"Okay." Ash replied kindly. He turned to look at the magnificent snowy scenery in front of him and asked, "But why is it a snowy scene? Is there anything special about it?"

Si Kuang turned his head, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and said calmly: "Nothing special, just to solve the problem as soon as possible. I used the fixed world's mind induction to overlap my fantasy world with your fantasy world."

Ash was startled, and looked at the scenery in front of him again, "Your fantasy world is a snow country? Why? I thought you were similar to Sonia, and probably imagined a prosperous area similar to Galaxia."

Death Maniac glanced at him, lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then said, "Before the Holy Land, I stayed in the northern part of the Stars for a long time."

"So you like the scenery there?"

"Maybe." Death Maniac said calmly, "At that time, I killed someone and finally escaped from Galaxia. I was penniless and wanted nationwide. I only had a sword on my body and traveled a long distance on the snow... But at that time I felt unprecedented relief and did not regret my impulsiveness at all. Society, morality, class, I have been bound by ubiquitous shackles, but when I broke free of these shackles, I found that there were no chains at all. I thought I would be afraid and terrified, but there was nothing. I only experienced unrestrained freedom... So I remember this snowy scene."

"Eh? Is the story behind this so heartwarming?" Ash blinked, "I thought it was just the beautiful snow scene, I didn't expect you to have such a tortuous mental journey."

The dead man narrowed his eyes at him, stomped on his foot, and said faintly: "You should roll back in 2 minutes. If you like snow so much, just find a place to roll around and don't bother me."

"You've bewitched me." Ash said with a smile, "I'll go to the northern part of the Stars when I have time."

"With Sonia?"

"Of course." Ash said, "You can come too. Can't you spy on what I do in reality? When the time comes, I will go to see the scenery of the Snow Country, and you can revisit it."

"Don't make it sound like I'm a pervert spying on you." The Death Maniac glared at him fiercely, "I just occasionally check to see if you're in danger, but every time I paid attention to you in the past two months - yes, every time - you were as demanding as a Veela. I have no choice but to ignore it!"

Ash smiled awkwardly: "That's because your timing is wrong. Every time it happens to coincide with our reward time..."

The dead man raised his hand, and Ash immediately dodged it. She was angry and amused, blowing out a round of smoke, looking at the drifting snow in the distance and said, "Remember not to make Sonia angry."

"Um."

"Train with her on Kamui."

"Um."

"Kill Vichy."

“Hey hey hey…”

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ash said, "Let me have a bite."

Death Maniac glanced at him and handed the cigarette to him, but Ash didn't take the cigarette. Instead, he grabbed her hand and kissed her cheek.

"That counts as a bite." Ash let go of his hand and took a step back, raising his hands and smiling, "Thank you for saving me."

The dead man's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to lose his temper and beat him up, but he didn't want him to think that he cared too much. A contradictory and complex expression appeared on his face: "So you are repaying kindness with enmity?"

"I just think you seem a little lonely," Ash waved his hand and said with a smile, "See you next time, crazy man."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ash disappeared from hell, leaving only two lines of footprints in the snow. The dead man found a tree to lean against, holding a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't take a puff for a long time.

"…Veela."