The fourth level of hell, the hell of fantasy.

Ash sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. Behind him were four ancient and heavy thrones.

The leftmost one is the Iron Blood Throne which is pierced with countless blood-stained sword blades. The second one is the Flower Throne which is colorful like blooming flowers. The third one is the Silver Mirror Throne which is made of mirrors all over and reflects all reality. The fourth one is the Soul Throne which is currently condensing and is made up of countless screaming ghosts.

When the Soul Throne was completed, the dim light wove a gorgeous elf girl on the throne like a thread. She was almost naked, except for her underwear, and only had a few purple ribbons wrapped around her body. Her snow-white skin formed a strong contrast with the darkness, like a seductive white lotus born in the deep darkness.

Sitting on the other three thrones were the Blood-Cloaked Sword Lady, the Black-Robed Witch, and the Ice-Curse Mirror Master.

When they all returned to their positions, the whole hell was shaking, but the throne did not move at all. Infinitely distant power flowed into the throne with the help of the golden river. Their supreme power penetrated the past and the future, encompassed all things in the virtual world, and suppressed everything in the universe!

At this moment, the four of them are the pillars of the world and the pinnacle of magic!

“Ha, haha, hahahahahaha…”

"As expected, we still need to use a living person's body!" Ash and Youmo's voices rang out at the same time: "Let your blood boil, only then can you fight!"

"I never thought that we would live and fight side by side one day." Ash and the Mirror Demon's voices sounded at the same time: "And in the same body."

"Is this the only way we can communicate?" Ash and Black Demon's voices sounded at the same time: "How about I transform his ears into a mouth?"

"It's just that we haven't completed the fusion yet." Ash and Death Maniac's voices sounded at the same time: "Once the fusion is completed, we can communicate in his consciousness."

"alright."

Ash twisted his neck and said, "It took a few days to finally build your throne. Have you regained your full power?"

“How can it be called the heyday if you can’t use your own body?” The ghost sneered: “The secret area of ​​the world can’t be transmitted, and there are many miscellaneous resources… At most, it’s only 80%.”

"Eighty percent is enough." The Mirror Demon said, "This time we are not fighting alone, nor are we fighting as a team. Instead, our powers are combined with the help of bonds. Magic spirits, wonders, realms, memories, consciousness... Now we are all in one and all in one. We are the ultimate magicians who have surpassed the highest magic."

"It's quite interesting," the Black Demon said with a chuckle, "It's been a while since we welcomed new sisters. My sisters all welcome you to join us."

"Restrain yourself, Black Magician." Death Maniac said, "This is our last chance... and perhaps our last chance for the magician civilization. Ash, how do you feel?"

"I feel good... I'm starting to understand everything."

Ash slowly stood up, and seven virtual wings spread out behind him, but perhaps they could no longer be called 'virtual' wings: each wing was stacked with countless layers, and the brilliance of each feather was comparable to the light of a virtual wing of an ordinary magician!

He seemed to have seven wings, and every flap of his wings could set off a magical storm that swept across thousands of miles in the fantasy hell!

In fact, the magical power contained in a feather on Ash's magic wing is dozens or even hundreds of times that of a magician of the same level.

This is because he has merged the virtual wings of the Death Maniac, the Black Demon, the Mirror Demon, and the Phantom Demon.

When they buried civilizations, they completely squeezed out the usefulness of magicians, and integrated countless magicians' virtual wings into their own virtual wings. Although there was loss during the conversion, and the more virtual wings were stacked, the lower the conversion rate was, and later on, perhaps a thousand magicians could not grow a feather for them. But they buried more than one civilization, and the magicians they collected numbered in the tens of millions. With nearly infinite accumulation, the strength of their virtual wings reached a jaw-dropping level.

Their virtual wings were already extremely difficult to break through, but relying on the bond connection, Ash stacked all of their virtual wings together, thus forming seven wings that were unprecedented and would never be repeated.

If Ash spread out the wings of each of his magic spells, they would be enough to cover the sky and the sun, pass through the void, and envelop all living beings.

Silver Wings of the Sky.

Muyu Golden Wings.

Fantasy colorful wings.

Extreme black wings.

Infinite Prison Wings.

World Sky Wing.

The Supreme Void Wings!

The world seemed to be destroyed in a snap of a finger, and the thread of fate was clearly visible. Immortality was simply not worth mentioning, and reversing entropy increase was also easy. Omnipotence was not an illusion at all. But compared to this intoxicating power, Ash was more concerned about another point: "Why did Sonia's memory not disappear, but Diya, Weisser, and Vichy's memories returned?"

"Do you still need to ask us now?" Death Maniac said, "You know all the answers."

"Is it because my mind belongs to you..." Ash murmured, "So that's it. It's not 'I give it away', but 'you come in'. My mind didn't disappear, it was just occupied by you. I lost my memory because you occupied my mind and I couldn't connect to it."

"When my mind belongs entirely to you, my mind will become a whole again, and all my memories will naturally return... and so on."

Ash turned his head sharply to look at them, "You are now the Four Pillars of Deities."

"That's right." The Mirror Demon said, "The Death Maniac sits on the throne of the tyrant, and I sit on the position of the treacherous prime minister. The Black Demon is the loving mother who controls life, and the Phantom Demon is the princess of joy."

"But not only now, your future, the future, and countless world lines are all Four Pillar Gods." Ash suddenly realized: "You rely on the status of the Four Pillar Gods and the channel of the Golden River to transfer future resources to the past when you jump on the timeline... But for the past, it is creating something out of nothing, increasing entropy and disorder. This unreasonable exchange of materials is not the search system of "Aurora's Magician Manual"! "

"'Aurora's Sorcerer's Manual' is a divine tool that you forged using the authority of the Four Pillar Gods!"

"Wrong, it's not derived from authority, but authority itself!" The ghost sneered, "'Aurora's Magician's Handbook' contains at least two-digit Four Pillar Gods. We killed countless Four Pillar Gods of different world lines and refined their authority to create this ultimate secret weapon that can avoid Ouroboros's tracing."

"So I am indeed the Four Pillars' Sense of Touch." Ash laughed out loud, "The past Heath was the Four Pillars' Sense of Touch in this world line, and after I crossed over, I became your Sense of Touch!"

"Great doomsday watcher, Ash Hiss! The good follow you, the evil admire you! The light longs for you, the darkness also hopes for you! You are an existence beyond everything, the color that God has plated on all things!" The Black Demon sang this hymn with emotion, and then laughed: "From the first second you came into this world, fate has predicted your future."

"I used to wonder why the Four Pillars Gods valued me so much. I thought Hiss was so important. It turns out that they valued you, not me." Ash held his forehead and said, "I finally filled a hole that had puzzled me for a long time."

"Any other questions?" Death Maniac said, "There's nothing we can't answer now."

Ash shook his head, "No more. Are you ready?"

"I should ask you this, right? Are you ready to die?" Death Maniac said, "Being forgotten by the whole world, saving everyone but no one knows, even the people you love the most have completely forgotten you... Can you really bear this psychological pressure? You will still be the leader in the battle, and I don't want you to suddenly lose your mind and fail."

“I never thought about dying.”

"What do you mean? You have given us your whole heart."

At this time, Ash talked about another topic: "Dead Maniac, do you know what's going on with Sonia and the others in reality?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"I guess they have probably discovered my existence, and can even tell what I have done through memory verification."

"Normal, they are all smart girls, so what?"

"Do you think they'll come looking for me?"

Death Maniac thought for a moment and said, "Except for Vichy, everyone else should try hard, right?"

Ash smiled and shook his head: "I think other than Diya, no one else is willing to look for me."

"Sonia is not that kind of person."

"You are just a crazy person, what do you know about Sonia? I can guess her general mental journey. First, she was touched by my efforts, then she was angry about my relationship, then she was struggling with whether to save me, and finally she was determined and guilty. The guilt came from her conscience, and the determination was the result of her serious thinking."

"If she and I weren't first love, if she met me later, I'm afraid we wouldn't be together." Ash spread his hands: "She is different from Felix. She won't jump into the fire pit when she sees it."

"You also know that you are a fire pit?" Death Maniac sneered.

"She finally got a chance to sober up by forgetting me this time." Ash continued, "She re-examined her past self from the perspective of never liking me, and she felt like the queen of the harem..."

Death Maniac corrected: "Like? Absolutely!"

"In short, she won't accept the foolish self she was. Even if she has to bear the guilt for the rest of her life, she will never come to me. Moreover, she is now a demigod magician with an unlimited future." Ash shrugged and smiled, "Maybe she will feel that life without me seems to be happier. Vichy and Weisser probably think so too. Perhaps only Diya will want to find me as a family member."

Si Kuang stared at him blankly, hesitated for a moment and said: "So... you are willing to die, to give them freedom and repay the debt of love you owe them?"

"Hey? Is that what you think? Thank you!" Ash was flattered: "I never thought you would think so highly of me!"

"Get lost!" The dead man's mouth curled up and he said unhappily, "So what do you want to say?"

"I never thought about giving them freedom." Ash smiled, "I just hope they can be happy, but I also like them."

"ah?"

"If I don't make them happy myself, then it will be meaningless. I have to put on their wedding dresses myself, and I have to take them off myself, that's the happy ending." Ash blinked, "I don't want a plot where I sacrifice myself and they continue to live happily."

"Just like it has to be me, only me, who saves the world. It has to be me, only me, who makes them happy. Otherwise, why would I save the world?"

"I'll say it again," said Death Maniac, "your heart and soul already belong to us completely."

"But now the power is in my hands." Ash put away his fingers one by one, clenched his fists, and said proudly: "I am an existence beyond everything, the color that God has plated on all things. Can you really take away my soul when the time comes?"

"What made you swell up? Strength?" Death Crazy laughed: "Do you think you have the strength to resist us?"

"It's hope." Ash smiled and said, "I finally got Sonia and the others to accept me wholeheartedly. A happy and beautiful life is right in front of me. How can it be ruined by a bunch of single people like you?"

"Ah!?" The black devil's voice sounded seventeen times.

"I have already married the Viewer!" the Mirror Demon retorted loudly.

"You actually pay attention to this!?" Youmo was numb.

"After defeating Ouroboros, it will be my turn to fight you." Ash stared at Death Maniac: "Death Maniac, thank you very much for your help along the way, but..."

"Whether it's Sonia or myself, I won't give you anything!" he said seriously.

"You don't have to give it to me, I can get it myself!" said Si Kuang proudly.

The two sides confronted each other for a moment, and Ash turned to face the cliff: "Since everyone is ready, let's not waste time."

"Let's go to hell together."

Ash leaped from the cliff of Fantasy Hell like a fallen angel. Below him was a huge abyss that penetrated the four levels of hell and extended to the outside of the world.

As Ash fell, in the chaotic darkness at the bottom of the abyss, a huge eyeball suddenly opened, and endless colors flooded every corner of the abyss. Facing the billions of colors that were about to swallow him, Ash drew out his two swords in a cross shape, chanted and summoned the magical spirits of four people at the same time, using the eight-winged miracle that only existed in theory -

"The End Watcher is my name. I will devour all despair and swallow the void!"

As the colorful sword in the shape of a cross tears through the torrent of colors, the final battle officially begins!