The second level of hell, the Deep Blue Hell, a hand suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff. With five fingers firmly leaving fingerprints on the soft sea mud, the ghost climbed up with just one hand, and her other hand was holding Ash's waist, like a chef holding a weak Labrador.
Ash looked back downwards. The cracks in the world were no longer visible. The entire desolate hell was filled with gray-white paste, and the paste was still spreading upwards, as if the color of hell was falling and turning into a bleak gray.
Not only the Desolate Hell, but now all the Sixth Hell has lost its color, with the only color being a mixture of black and white. Only Ash and the others still maintain their original colors, but if you look closely you can see that Ash and the Phantom's bodies are constantly emitting colorful fluorescence. This seemingly gorgeous special effect is actually a sign of their continuous weakening, and they are fading every minute and every second.
When all their colors fade away, they will be imprisoned in this gray hell forever.
"Quiet Area?" Ash suddenly asked.
The current situation is indeed very similar to the static zone phenomenon in the Time Continent. Because it is impossible to catch up with the Golden River, all things in the static world will lose all their colors.
"The Silent Realm has only lost its color in the dimension of time, but most people have to look at the world through the dimension of time, so in their eyes, everything in the Silent Realm has lost its color. But in fact, the things inside have not faded. They only need to be watered by the Flowing Gold River again to shine again." The Mirror Demon followed them and said, "But now the essence of Hell has faded, and there is no possibility of recovery."
"Essence faded?"
"Soul, knowledge, attributes... Everything in the world has color, even a wisp of wind or a piece of stone. If the essence fades, it means they are nothing."
The Mirror Demon pointed at the gray-white world below: "That place is no longer hell, nor is it anywhere. It is just 'emptiness' without any definition."
"Let's go." Death Maniac raised her head, her sight passed through the abyss that ran through the six levels of hell, and stared at the top of hell: "There is still a long way to go."
"Why should I move this guy..."
The ghost muttered reluctantly, carrying Yaxiu in the deep blue hell. Although it was the deep blue hell, the seawater inside had long been drained, leaving only wet sea mud. The ghost seemed to be walking, but his speed was very fast, and he didn't even leave footprints in the sea mud. In just a few tens of seconds, he ran over a kilometer and came to a cliff connected to the third level of hell, and climbed up directly with one hand.
Ash, who just killed the World Devouring Snake with his eight wings, had to ask him to stand up before Fanxing could say "Everyone here is trash"; Youmo, the supreme soul from the end, the civilization collector who buried 63 worlds. These two magicians who are unrivaled in history are climbing hell like mortals at this moment, like demons escaping from hell.
"If possible, I want to go by myself." Ash said helplessly: "Do you really have to carry me?"
"The cost-effectiveness gap is too big." The Mirror Demon stretched out his hand to pinch the light particles emitted from the ends of Ash's hair, and gently pressed it, and a sound of earth-shattering sound came out: "Just to maintain your vital signs, more than ten thousand units of source crystals are consumed every second. In that short period of time just now, the energy you consumed is equivalent to all the source crystals in a world line. If you want to recover to the point where you can move normally, the consumption will be at least ten times more... In comparison, it is more cost-effective to activate the ghost demon fragment in your mind and let it materialize and take you away."
The ghost fragments in my heart... do they mean the share of my heart that they occupied after I sold it to them? In other words, they can manifest next to me at any time and have the power of their heyday... If they follow me back to reality...
His thoughts were interrupted here. Just by thinking a little, Ash's face flushed with sickness, and his head felt dizzy as if he would faint at any time. The mirror demons were not joking. They were really just maintaining Ash's most basic vital signs. Not to mention exercise, he could hardly even think. Now any fat man could beat him up.
He asked breathlessly, "Why did I suddenly become so weak?"
"Of course this is because of our backup plan." The Black Demon floated below, staring at Ash's drooping head, with a mocking arc on his lips: "Now that Ouroboros is dead, you are no longer of any use. If I don't turn you into a fat man, do I give you a chance to turn against me? This is your fate. You can change the ending of everyone except yourself. You sacrificed everything to save the world, but everything you have will belong to us!"
Ash barely raised his head and looked at Death Maniac: "What is the truth?"
"I'm telling you the truth!" The Dark Devil leaned close to Ash's face, his expression twisted, his eyes revealing deep resentment: "Regret, be angry, cry, and then die, Spectator!"
"You are so coherent, obviously you are talking nonsense, and I am not a spectator." Ash sighed, "We are companions who just fought side by side. In your normal state, your words are incoherent, with more exclamation marks than periods. You can't fool me."
"I'll bite you to death—"
Death Maniac held the exasperated Black Demon in his arms and said, "You may have been cursed."
"Curse?" Ash said in disbelief, "I have killed the World Devouring Serpent 63 times. My power and yours are far greater than its. How can its curse still work on me?"
There is a famous quote from a villain that fits here very well: If I kill you, would I still be afraid that you will turn into a ghost and harm me? If you turn into a ghost, I will kill you again!
The living Devouring World Snake couldn't defeat Ash in his Ultimate form, but the dead Devouring World Snake could completely destroy Ash? This wasn't a curse, it was clearly a self-destruct deathrattle!
"Yes." Death Maniac looked at him, "Do you know the nature of the World Devouring Snake?"
"Have you ever told me that before? Maybe I forgot."
"Everything in the world has a concept. The sun and the moon, time and space, culture, phenomena, races, and professions all have corresponding concepts." The Death Maniac did not keep the audience in suspense and said directly: "According to the viewer, the essence of the World Devouring Snake is a magician."
"What?" Ash was stunned.
"To devour everything, steal the world, and monopolize the rules, this is the desire of the magician, and it is also the instinct of the World Devouring Snake. The World Devouring Snake is a natural life born from the concept of magicians. Its destiny is to hunt down all magicians in the world and integrate all worlds and all forces into one." Death Maniac said: "Whether it is the "pseudo eight wings" of the snake or our "super seven wings", they have not really reached the eight-wing realm. If the viewer guessed correctly, the only way to reach the ultimate eight wings is to become the only magician on all world lines. "
"The only... magician?" Ash muttered.
"Don't you have this thought?" The ghost said as he climbed up: "If I were the only magician in the world, everything in the world would be my slaves to whatever I want." Ouroboros is more like a magician than any magician. It just wants to realize the darkest desires in the hearts of all magicians from ancient times to the present."
"It's ironic, isn't it? When magician civilization develops to its limit, the conceptual life that is condensed will destroy all civilizations... When I first heard the audience say this, I couldn't help laughing. If I wasn't the protagonist on the stage, I would definitely applaud this evil retribution setting: It is precisely because magicians are selfish and greedy bastards that magician civilization will hatch the most selfish and greedy 'magician'. The one who destroys himself is not someone else, but the magician himself."
Just accepting this information made Ash dizzy, but he quickly grasped the key point: "The concept of magician will give birth to the snake that devours the world, so when will the concept of magician in our world be born?"
"It has already been born." Mirror Demon said, "Why do you think Fanxing never leaves the seventh level of the Void Realm?"
A chill ran through Ash's spine: "Could it be..."
"From the moment the Source Angel fell, your world also entered a countdown." The Phantom seemed to enjoy the decryption time, climbing the rocks faster: "The seventh level of the Void Realm is the sign that the magician civilization has reached its limit."
"But this question is not the current focus." Death Maniac said calmly: "Since I can kill the first World Devouring Snake, I can naturally kill the second one."
Ash was relieved, but soon realized the answer to his question: "I am cursed because... I am a sorcerer?"
"To be precise, you are cursed because you killed the World Devouring Serpent, and the way you are cursed is to "remove all your magician colors." A great life born from the concept of magicians, at the moment of death, all magicians are buried with it. Isn't it reasonable?"
The ghost said: "If you were a mortal, you might still be able to survive, but from your soul to your spirit, from your power to your life, your existence itself is a miracle created by the magician... It's better to say it's a burden than a curse. If the concept of magician is a building, then you are one of the units. Now that the building has collapsed, how can you be safe and sound?"