Ouroboros...is dead.
Of course, no one thought that this great being that could cross the world line and devour the six levels of hell would fall so easily. Even without more information, Fanxing knew that it completely exceeded the concept of a living being, was an existence equivalent to the virtual realm, and was truly immortal and eternal.
But at least at this moment, Ouroboros, who had descended here and tried to further infect the Six Hells, seemed to have been really killed by their concentrated fire.
Everyone knows that it will surely come back, and the world is still in danger. It may only take a few years, decades or even hundreds of years for it to be resurrected... But what the magicians need is just this little buffer time.
If civilization is an upward spiral, then the first thousand years were the low point of civilization. The intensity of war was suppressed to the lowest, there was almost no competition among the five countries, and the six great gods suppressed the gods... After 1668 years, both the human world and heaven had reached a bottleneck period.
Now that the seventh level of the virtual realm has been born and the five countries have reunited, this is the turning point of the magician civilization. The long trough has ushered in a rebound. Everyone from mortals to gods realizes that the next hundred years will be a world of great contention full of infinite possibilities.
Fanxing, who is one step ahead, may not be the last one laughing. The new magician who has just entered the virtual realm may be able to enter the realm of God in a few years... This is not some crazy fantasy, but the past experience of the gods.
In fact, every Lord God rose up in the chaos of the great strife. Just like the ebb and flow of the tide, the magician civilization will have a great era that sweeps the world every few hundred years. Sometimes the son of destiny breaks through the virtual realm and raises the kingdom of heaven, and sometimes the Lord of Heaven reaps the fortune. For example, Wei Xi has witnessed two events of raising the kingdom of heaven, but these challengers have become the nourishment of the stars and the blood moon.
Over the thousands of years, there have been more than six demigods who have held high the Kingdom of Heaven.
But even the Starry Blood Moon, which had the first-mover advantage, could not stop the rise of Wu Jian, Omniscient, Sen Luo, and Kong Xiang.
There is only an eternal throne, but no eternal kingship.
The civilization that has been suppressed by the six gods for 1,668 years is about to explode. In the next few years, there will definitely be destiny magicians who can challenge the six-winged god and the supreme magic. In fact, they have all seen these destiny magicians - except for the outlier Ash, Sonia, Lisdea, Weisser, and Vichy are all geniuses who are capable of suppressing an era.
They certainly took shortcuts, but shortcuts not only have benefits but also carry huge risks. The fact that they were able to withstand the pressure and grow up is in itself a reflection of their talent, just like an elementary school student who skips a grade to go to university and still gets the top GPA, which is definitely more difficult than normal enrollment.
In addition to them, there must be many young magicians who are soaring. When these young magicians raise their heads, they naturally want to smash the kingdom of heaven that has overlooked the human world for thousands of years... Because if they don't replace the remnants of the old era, how can they squeeze onto the ship of the new era?
The first meeting of all things is always greeted by the curtain call, and the old era is about to turn over. For the gods, they may face unprecedented challenges, but for the magician civilization, this is an unprecedented accumulation of strength.
Perhaps after several years or even decades, the magicians standing at the pinnacle of civilization will be replaced by a new group, but they will definitely stand higher and see farther!
Now the six Ashes could only barely win against Ouroboros, but with several years or decades of development, if their strength remained the same or did not improve much, then they should all step down and let the wise take over. In other words, if they could not take this opportunity to improve, someone else would naturally take their place.
Ash sensed that the control connection of the four kingdoms was quietly disconnected. He was not surprised at all. The death of Ouroboros meant that this unprecedented supreme alliance of gods was also broken at the same time... It was like a short and brilliant firework, after the blood burned out, it was a long and cold night.
Instead, the Starry Kingdom was still under his control, which surprised Ash. But he raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him. What was reflected in his eyes was not trust, but pride as dazzling as starlight.
The words that Jian Lu had relayed rang in Ash's ears: "Ash, it's not yet your turn to save this world. From now on, leave everything to me."
Yes, this is the decisive difference between Fanxing and the four gods. She thinks this is her world, so she will do her best to protect her things. She has never considered the possibility of being backstabbed by Ash, or in other words, she is not afraid even if the worst happens.
Only someone so confident and decisive would say something like "A magician who pursues perfection is like a crying child." She knows too well what she wants, so she won't shed a tear for something she gives up.
Then, I will do as you wish.
The two magician's nemesis swords spewed out black and white flames. Ash turned left and right, wielding colorful sword waves; the stars were pointed at each other, with heaven in his left hand and the starry sky in his right hand, billions of rays of light fell!
boom!
The colorful sword tide and the galaxy sword waterfall did not cancel out annihilation, but invaded and blended with each other, forming a supreme storm that swept across the fantasy hell. The world secret domain built by the hell demigods with thousands of years of resources became a part of it. Anyway, they couldn't take it away, so they might as well make use of the waste.
When every inch of land had been cleaned several times, the demigods of hell in the ruins finally dared to poke their heads out. They looked at this completely clean new world, which was only a short time ago, but they felt like they were reborn in another world.
No one was happy about this, everyone just felt heavy tiredness and numbness.
Because of this sudden war, Hell lost a lot. All the demigod creatures except the guardian spirits became sacrifices. Most of the hundreds of billions of dead souls roaming in Hell went into the stomach of Ouroboros, and a small part became nutrition for the gods. The most important thing is that only one in ten demigod magicians survived. After going through all the madness, what they waited for was not dawn, but a heavier dark cloud.
The Supreme and God.
In front of these magicians who stood at the pinnacle of civilization, the demigods had no say. They were still spectators, but before them was an extremely rare case of the Supreme and the Lord God fighting against foreign enemies together, and now was about to stage a war that had been repeated thousands of times in the past.
The magician's civil war.
It was confirmed that all the remains of Ouroboros no longer existed, and Ash's magician nemesis was completely extinguished.
Ash, Stars, Lord of the Blood Moon, Lord of the Omniscient Weaver, Lord of the Fantasy Music, and Lord of the Infinite Abyss faced each other. Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was no less tense than before.
Everyone was thinking about the possible situations that might happen next: if Fanxing annihilates the four gods, then it would be that Yaxu and the four gods would form an alliance to fight against Fanxing; if Fanxing plundered Yaxu, then it would be very likely that the four gods would take advantage of the situation to grab Yaxu's supreme share; if Yaxu could gain the upper hand in the battle with Fanxing, then the four gods would definitely join forces with Yaxu to kill Fanxing.
Facing the two supreme masters of magic, the four gods must unite to have a chance. They have no room to retreat and can only advance and retreat together. But where the situation will go can only be decided by the two supreme masters of magic.
Fanxing still held the Sword of Heaven and the Sword of Starry Sky, and the dominance of Heaven that she had given to Ash was also revoked just now. She looked at Ash quietly, as arrogant and indifferent as ever, just like she was standing on the train, and Ash could only look up at her from the sports car behind.
But the person standing highest now is not Fanxing, but him... Ash who has merged with the black magic!
"Today is a good day." Ash said, "Don't you think?"
Fanxing looked at the nearly desolate hell and said, "For me, every day is a good day. Every day I will go further than the day before."
"Did the sword law tell you?" Ash said, "I will get everything back sooner or later."
"People who are looking at the future," the stars said calmly, "why would they care who is chasing their own shadow? How far is the sooner or later you are talking about?"
"Right now."
"Right now?"
"That's why I said today is a good day," Ash pulled out a sword from his space ring, "If all the troubles can be solved together, wouldn't life be much simpler?"
Fanxing nodded: "It is indeed a good day."
The two supreme masters of magic stared at each other quietly, and the whole world fell silent. The six-winged god held his breath, and the demigod of hell trembled. Everyone realized that the next battle might wipe out the entire virtual world.
Just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, at the crucial moment when the ownership of the throne of heaven would be decided again, the six levels of hell suddenly shook.
No, it's not an earthquake, it's a collapse!
Ash looked down and saw an unimaginable scene: the mantle of Fantasy Hell collapsed, falling into an abyss, and at the end of the abyss, they saw a still golden river.
That is the Black Hell submerged by the Golden River.
But the Black Hell also collapsed, revealing the Ocean Hell below. The Golden River merged with the ocean and poured into the Desolate Hell below!
The first four levels of hell, Desolation, Ocean, Blackfall, and Fantasy... collapsed and became a whole in such a short time!
No wonder the whole hell is shaking. Of course the building will shake if the foundation has collapsed!
Such a grand and crazy scene, in Ash's memory, could only be compared to the collapse of the Far Space. And this madness was not over yet, they saw the water level of the ocean and the Gold River flowing to the lowest level of hell rapidly dropping until it was completely dry.
A roar that seemed to come from outside the world passed through the four levels of hell and turned into a violent wave of sound that blew up Ash's colorful white hair.
With a hair-raising sound of friction, a huge eyeball appeared at the bottom of the lowest level of hell. They couldn't tell if it was an eyeball, because they only saw endless colors illuminating hell from the gap, but the shuddering feeling of scalp numbness made them clearly aware that they were being watched... just like ants in an ant nest, who by chance met the eyes of the children outside.
"This is..." Ash's voice was so difficult that it seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "The real Ouroboros?"
"It's over."
Ash suddenly looked at the death madman next to him. The death madman didn't even smoke this time, staring blankly at the behemoth outside of hell. She looked at Ash and said word by word: "You are finished."
Ash asked silently in his heart: "Didn't we kill Ouroboros's body in the Sixth Hell? What happened?"
"It gave up on devouring, now it's destroying Hell."
"Destruction? But we—"
"You did destroy the sense of touch that Ouroboros extended, and it can't regenerate in a short period of time. This could have given you several years or even decades, but the premise is that Ouroboros wants to devour you... It's like a bear wants to eat a beehive but is bitten by a bee. If it wants to fight again, it must heal its body. But it can also not eat the beehive and directly smash the tree and the beehive."
"You can understand it as Ouroboros' digestive system being destroyed by you. It can't digest the Six Hells, so it's using its teeth now. It wants to chew the Six Hells to pieces, even if it can't finish it."
Ash was confused: "But why would it do that?"
"It wants to kill you all." The Death Maniac said, "It can't stand the long regeneration time. The desire for revenge exceeds the instinct of devouring. It would rather not eat anything this time but kill you all."
"Was it like this before?"
"This is the first time I've encountered such a situation. It's probably because you leaked the aura of the Dark Devil, and we really offended it too much. Ouroboros, which should have been a natural phenomenon, remembered us after countless battles. Once it noticed our existence, it chose to give up everything and hunt us down first."
Death Maniac said: "It's like the sun hates someone and would rather destroy the earth than crash into him."
"Then what should we do?" Ash was a little lost: "How long do we have?"
Before the Death Maniac could answer, the All-Knowing Weaving Master beside him suddenly said, "The Sixth Level Hell is hopeless."
"Yes," said the Lord of the Fantasy Music, "Let's find a way to help the Void Realm completely cut off the Sixth Level Hell and give it to this snake. This way we can at least buy a few decades."
"At least it can't get in now, we can retreat to heaven," Blood Moon Extreme Lord glanced at the demigods behind him and said, "Let's divide these demigods. There is no place in hell for them anymore. From now on, there is only heaven."
"That's exactly how it should be." Wujianyuan Lord sighed, "It can only be this way."
Ash looked at Death Maniac, "Really? Will their plan work? Can cutting off the Six Layers of Hell buy some buffer time?"
"How is that possible?"
Death Maniac sneered, "If cutting off the Void Realm could stop Ouroboros, we would have tortured the Void Realm long ago. Although the Sixth Hell can only be regarded as the arm of the Void Realm, the Sixth Hell and the Seventh Heaven are connected, just like the left hand and the right hand overlap through the torso. If you want to completely separate the left hand of the Sixth Hell, the overlapping torso of the left and right hands must be cut off together! In fact, the seven layers of the Void Realm are all overlapping and connected, and they can't be cut cleanly no matter what!"