In the broken city in the clouds, Si Kuang sat on the ruins, lazily crossing her legs, the secret hidden in her short skirt looming in the gap between her thighs, holding a half-burned cigarette between two fingers. She always dressed up when she appeared, and the first impression she gave was that she was an urban beauty living in a luxurious large flat. She was picked up by a special car and went to high-end places. She was as gorgeous as a rose in the prosperous age that needed careful care.

But she didn't feel out of place in this dilapidated ruin. Even when faced with the scene of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, she remained as calm and peaceful as ever. This calmness made her look like a smoke-like illusion - although she was originally an illusion, a mass of thoughts.

She was like a ray of starlight projected from the distant future across countless light years. The star itself had long since gone out, and the beauty that Ash saw was only from the light that had been destroyed.

But when she heard Ash's question, Si Kuang glanced at him, and her face, which was as calm as a lake, suddenly rippled. Her blood-red eyes became lively, just like a lonely ray of starlight meeting a supernova that was about to explode, and suddenly became interested in seeing how bright it could be.

She took a long drag on her cigarette, puffing away the smoke in a comfortable manner. Ash was extremely anxious, but he did not dare to rush her, so he could only stare at her intently, as if he could cast spells with his sight like Ouroboros.

"I don't know." Death Maniac gave an answer that Ash did not expect.

"How could you not know?" Ash was stunned: "Didn't you fight Ouroboros from the lower reaches of the Golden River to the upper reaches? You are the people who know Ouroboros best in the world!"

"You're right, but I really don't know."

Death Maniac pointed at Ouroboros in the distance:

"Do you think that Ouroboros is now the complete World Devouring Serpent?"

Ash was startled, and quickly understood what Death Maniac meant: "The Sixth Hell was swallowed by Ouroboros, so the Ouroboros who appeared in Fantasy Hell is...?"

"One tenth? One seventh? I'm not sure." Death Maniac said, "You can understand that this Ouroboros is just the digestive system of the World Devouring Serpent. It may also have a little immune system, but it is definitely not the main body that devours civilization and devours all living things."

"If it is a complete Ouroboros, even if you revive all the magicians from ancient times to the present, it will not be enough to fill its teeth. But you have no chance to face its true form. The power it can mobilize is related to the extent of its infection of the world. When it can mobilize 100% of its power, it means that the world has been completely digested by it."

"This is the first time this has happened... When Ouroboros normally invades a world, it starts from the first level of the Void Realm and swallows it upwards. The importance of the bottom Void Realm is far beyond your imagination. At least the Void Realm is absolutely unwilling to give up the Ocean of Knowledge. You can understand it as a normal person being bitten by a snake on the torso. Even if the snake venom infects the whole body, he can only endure it."

"But the Sixth Hell is different. In the Void Realm sequence, it is the least important layer. Both the Ruby Mountain and the Seventh Heaven are much more important than it. After Ouroboros swallowed the Sixth Hell, everyone forgot about its existence. In addition to the 'name swallowing' feature of Ouroboros, the Void Realm almost didn't struggle and simply abandoned the Sixth Hell. If Ouroboros swallowed the Sea of ​​Knowledge, at most people would gradually forget the knowledge related to the Sea of ​​Knowledge over time, but they would never completely forget it all at once."

"If the first four levels are the torso of the Void Realm, then the Sixth Level of Hell and the Seventh Level of Heaven can only be regarded as the limbs of the Void Realm." Death Maniac said: "If the torso is bitten, you must endure it, but if the limbs are bitten, you can amputate them."

Ash suddenly remembered something: "So the Viewer guided Ouroboros to devour Hell? He wanted to minimize the harm?"

"Maybe." Death Maniac sneered, "But it's definitely not a good intention. He probably wants to test the performance of the virtual realm in different states... It just happens that he can get a better result this time."

"Or maybe he really is trying to save the world—"

The crazy woman suddenly thrust a cigarette butt towards his face. Ash's body trembled, not knowing what he had said to offend her, but he did not dodge and let the hot cigarette butt get closer to his face.

However, the Death Maniac just raised his finger and poked his forehead.

"Our world has been destroyed a long time ago," she tilted her head, and her lazy smile once again revealed the illusory colors of smoke: "What can we still save? What does this world have to do with us? If we couldn't get balloons when we were young, will we still want balloons when we grow up?"

Ash looked at her and shook his head: "But don't you care whether Sonia caught the balloon or not? There are two kinds of people who get wet in the rain. One kind wants to knock down other people's umbrellas so that everyone gets wet together, and the other kind wants to hold an umbrella for others. Seeing others live happily can make you feel a little warm. I think you-"

"Then Guan and Vichy must be the former." Death Maniac interrupted him and took a puff of cigarette, "Stop talking, I don't want to discuss this topic with you."

Ash blinked. "Are you the type who gets shy when people praise you for your strengths? This is completely different from Sonia—"

Death Maniac grabbed his hand and pressed the cigarette butt into his palm. She didn't know what brand her cigarette was, but it could actually burn a faint red mark on Ash's palm, which was impervious to fire and water. This was also different from Sonia. Compared to Sonia, who was good at speaking, Death Maniac preferred to express her attitude through actions, Ash thought.

She rubbed Ash's scalded palms and calmly returned to the topic: "Now Ouroboros has eaten the Six Hells and is trapped in the Six Hells. Limited by the degree of infection, the power it displays is only slightly higher than that of the stars combined, so if you insist on getting involved in this war..."

"It's probably just in vain." The Death Maniac let go of his hand, and his palm had healed as before: "But it may also create a miracle... a small miracle."

After saying that, Si Kuang knocked a cigarette out of the cigarette box. After Ash lit it for her, she stopped talking and didn't care about Ash's actions. She looked leisurely at the peak battle of gods in the distance.

Ash wanted to ask her for advice, but after thinking it over, he swallowed the words back.

She stopped at that point on purpose. Perhaps she was laughing at her own naivety in her heart, or perhaps she wanted to encourage herself to sell her heart, but she said nothing.

She did not give Ash any chance to act impulsively, nor did she induce Ash's emotions. She simply presented the objective information, and what followed was Ash's subjective decision.

If Ash continued to ask, then what he wanted was not an answer, but an order... It didn't matter whether it was to stop him or to encourage him, as long as it could give him a push.

He has always been pushed around, and many people who know him think he is independent and courageous, as if he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't take risks for a day, but that's not the case... he just has no choice.

If he doesn't escape from Broken Lake Prison, he will die; if he doesn't fight for Lisdiya in Nabistine Palace, he will become a vessel of the gods; if he doesn't act ruthlessly in the Spiral of Silence, he will lose Black Crow and Silver Lantern; if he doesn't give his all in the Kingdom of Stars, he will be slaughtered... Others think that he has choices because he always takes risks for others, and if he had been a little more selfish, he would have lived a stable life long ago... But for Ash, the way he holds on to things so tightly and refuses to let go is the greatest selfishness.

It’s not that he can’t learn to be selfish, it’s that he just can’t learn to give up.

No matter how much he carries, he refuses to lighten the burden, and greedily holds on to everything and is unwilling to let go, no matter if it is a friend or a lover... From this point of view, Ash can be considered a qualified magician, he is greedy enough.

He has no opinion of his own at all. Is it considered assertive for a child to hold on to a favorite toy?

But this time, Ash stood at the fork in fate.

There was no imminent pressure, no imminent threat, he had no room for impulse and he had to make his decision calmly.

The Death Maniac said it very clearly, there are only a few months left in this world. Not only for the Sword Lady and others outside, but also for Igula and Xavi in ​​hell, everyone has the same deadline.

If he did nothing, he could enjoy the last few months in peace, but if he sold his soul for the third time... if he succeeded, he didn't know how much result he could achieve. Anyway, it would be impossible to completely eliminate the threat of Ouroboros. At most, it would extend it for a few years or decades... But even if he failed, he could return to reality.

With this calculation, it is a sure win. Ash should quickly pay a quarter of his mental power to join the battle.

But this is his last chance... If he still had 3/4 of his soul left, he would never hesitate, but he only has 2/4 left, so this is the last chance he can use while he is alive, and his next chance will be death.

But the world is about to be destroyed, what’s the point of keeping 2/4?

Ash tried hard to persuade himself, but losing his soul also meant losing his memory. He had already forgotten Visser and Vichy. Who would be next? Sonia or Lisdiya?

He was willing to sacrifice many things, but these two were the only things he could not afford.

Perhaps he couldn't afford Weisser and Vichy either, but he had forgotten how important they had been to him.

And this time was different from the previous two times. The previous two times, there was no choice but to pay or die, and Ash didn't need to think. But this time he could escape, he was not surrounded by the Forgotten Legion, and there were no four gods ambushing him. He only needed to wait for another hour or two before he could go back and hug Sword Princess's sweet and soft body to sleep.

Paying does not guarantee success, but not paying will definitely make things easy.

Ash really didn't like this situation... He would rather Ouroboros kept chasing him, or the stars suddenly went crazy and wanted to kill him, so that he could sell his soul for the third time without any scruples.

There's no way I can forget Sonia or Lysdia. It's all the world's fault. I've tried my best. I just have no choice.

But the Supreme Magician and the Six-Winged God were in front of Ouroboros, and no one paid any attention to him.

Ash thought that the stars would notice him and have bad intentions, so they would first kill him as an experience pack to level up and then come back to deal with Ouroboros... But they didn't even look at him.

Why did these bastard magicians show their supreme responsibility at this time? Why haven't they wavered until now? Haven't they realized that they can't beat Ouroboros?

Ash has been dragged into the Colosseum all his life, so he couldn't understand why Fanxing and the others could hold their heads high and walk into the Colosseum on their own initiative.

Shouldn't there be someone at this time to make him feel the beauty of life and help him strengthen his determination?

At least someone can place their hopes on him and push him into the Colosseum!

"Ash."

Ash and Death Maniac turned their heads and saw Harvey and Igula flying over. Ouroboros's casual glance not only defeated the final fortress that the Hell Demigods had put all their efforts into building, but also almost blew up these Demigods, and Ash and the others were blown away.

Ash breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were safe, but seeing the anxious looks on their faces, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?"

“Here!”

Harvey stuffed a piece of magical amber into his hand. Ash looked closely and found a... mosquito in the amber?

"This is the greatest magical achievement of my life!" Harvey said seriously, "You will definitely like it!"

“Is this a magic spirit?”

"This is the 'Aedes maculata' magic spirit." Harvey introduced, "It's very simple to use. Once you release it, it will automatically reproduce. It can survive in temperatures ranging from -30 degrees Celsius to 40 degrees Celsius. Every 1,000 one-winged Aedes maculata will fuse into two wings, 10,000 two-winged will fuse into three wings, and 100,000 three-winged will fuse into four wings. As for the five-winged spirit, I haven't been able to research it yet, but four wings should be enough."

"Don't underestimate the huge number. If you let them reproduce freely, you can easily harvest dozens of Aedes maculata every month. Aedes maculata is a one-time consumable magic spirit. There are currently three ways to use it: for attack, it can penetrate most barriers and cause a very strong itching curse on the enemy; for treatment, it can inject pure life energy into the demigod. So far, I have not found any injuries that it cannot treat; for movement, it can make you temporarily as light as a mosquito and your movement speed will be extremely fast, but it can only last for ten seconds."

“Isn’t it amazing?” Harvey became more and more excited as he spoke. “Most four-winged spirits have little effect on demigods. They must form a spectacle to affect their souls. That’s why I specially invented the one-time consumable spirit, the Aedes aegypti. Because it’s a one-time use, its power far exceeds that of a four-winged spirit. Even if it doesn’t reach the level of a god, it can barely be effective against a demigod.”

"It is also very easy to obtain. It doesn't take any effort at all. I can cultivate it in hell, so you have billions of people in reality. Oh, don't worry. The breeding of Aedes aegypti will not harm life. The necromancy faction is the best at using life magic. When Aedes aegypti bites a mammal, it will form a life curse that lasts for 24 hours, converting the animal's life energy into itself without the need for additional nutrition. During this process, the mammal will not feel any discomfort except itching."

"And I have also thoughtfully added life monitoring to the Aedes mosquitoes. If the life curse of a mammal reaches the conversion limit, it will no longer be harassed by the Aedes mosquitoes. Only after the old life curse disappears after 24 hours will a new Aedes mosquito bite it."

"In order to adapt to the harsh environment, the Aedes aegypti mosquitoes are fireproof, waterproof and hit-resistant. The fire magic faction that Chikara left me was also a great help. Even if they are beaten to death, there is a certain probability that they will survive. If they can't survive, they will lay eggs in time."

"However, I don't know much about wind magic, so I can't reduce the noise when they fly. However, I added the illusion of death to the sound. Now, although ordinary people will hear the buzzing sound, they will mistakenly think it is coming from the opposite direction, which greatly reduces the probability of discovering the Aedes aegypti mosquito."

"Death and life cycle, immortality and indestructibility!"

"I believe this achievement will definitely reverse the disadvantages of the Undead Faction, become a milestone in the revival of the Undead Faction, and complete the historical mission of the Undead Faction to carry on the past and forge ahead into the future!" Harvey looked at Ash with burning eyes: "What do you think?"

"You really deserve to die."

Ash said sincerely, "I can't find a more offensive word than beast to describe you."