Ash was speechless and asked again: "Then the ghost demon is okay?"

"Yes, but not as serious as yours." The Mirror Demon raised his head and glanced at the black and white Six Layers of Hell. "Now the whole hell is in a fading disaster, and the Phantom Demon is no exception. But this is a large-scale area damage, and you are the culprit who destroyed the concept of the magician yourself. You are suffering from a high-precision single-target attack... The fading speed of the Phantom Demon is probably only one thousandth of yours, but in order to enable her to move, she consumes about the same amount of source crystals per second as you."

"Can't you fly? Or use a miracle--"

"Almost impossible. You can understand that the Sixth Level Hell is now a "magician's forbidden zone". Anything related to the concept of magicians will quickly fade away. Just to maintain the existence of the two of you is drastically consuming our accumulation of countless years."

Ash tried his best to mobilize his almost frozen mind and asked softly, "Is there only the Sixth Level of Hell? Will the Fading Disaster spread outside?"

"Not at the moment." The Mirror Demon said, "The Stars did one thing right: they completely sealed off Hell. As for Ouroboros, this seal will be broken sooner or later by it, but as for the Fading Calamity caused by the explosion of the magician concept, it can also destroy the entire world and even trace back along the Golden River to continue Ouroboros's cause and continue to destroy all magician civilizations...but it really has no self-awareness, so it can really be blocked in the Sixth Layer of Hell."

Besides natural disasters, they were also blocked in the Sixth Level of Hell.

"So," Ash looked at the melting gray hell below, "we are dead?"

"Let's escape to the highest level of hell first." Death Maniac said calmly, "Even if you are really going to die, you have to delay until the last moment and wait for a miracle...Aren't you the kind of person who won't cry until you see the coffin?"

"Aren't you guys like that?" Ash asked back, "Even in a desperate situation, you will struggle to the last moment, even if it's impossible, you will pursue maximum benefits, always full of hope, always greedy and adventurous... Aren't we magicians like this? If I was willing to accept my fate, I should still be living a carefree and regular life in Broken Lake Prison."

Si Kuang snorted lightly, took a deep puff of his cigarette, looked at the white smoke rising from the cigarette butt swaying like a snake, and said leisurely: "Then let's see if there will be another miracle."

Ash was more concerned about another thing at this time: "Even a dead World Devouring Snake can destroy all magician civilizations, and now there may be another one in the seventh level of the Void Realm? Is the magician world too dangerous? Why is it always in danger?"

The Mirror Demon suddenly mentioned another thing: "The viewer has been to the timeline after the end of the world."

"After the end?" Ash was a little confused. Isn't the end the end? Is there something after that?

"After he came back, he told us that he saw eight newly born great beings in the infinite chaos."

Eight? Eight what...

Just as Ash was about to ask further questions, he suddenly trembled all over, his pupils suddenly shrank, sweat poured down his forehead, and he murmured a distant story softly: "In the beginning, there were eight..."

"Eight deaths, eight rebirths. After the end, there is the beginning." Death Maniac said: "The magician world is a circle. The World Devouring Snake is like a restart mechanism for the magician civilization. It is like a snake that connects the end and the beginning."

"The magician civilization is like a pile of building blocks. Because of desire, ideals, and accumulation, it will pile higher and higher, bigger and bigger, until it is finally too big to bear its own weight and collapses. This collapse process is called the World Devouring Serpent, so no matter whether the snake is alive or dead, it will still collapse."

Suddenly receiving so much information, Ash's forehead was burning, and the high speed operation almost burned her out. At this time, the ghost demon finally climbed to the third level of hell. She threw Ash to the mirror demon: "It's your turn."

It was only then that Ash realized that the color of the ghost's body had become very pale. When she threw Ash's body away, she completely turned into a gray mist and dissipated, leaving only one sentence: "Remember to shape my body better."

The Mirror Demon carried Ash on his shoulders and continued to move towards the fourth level of hell.

Ash reacted: "A ghost's body? Can you still escape from hell?"

"Of course." The Mirror Demon said calmly, "We finally defeated Ouroboros and fulfilled our long-cherished wish. How can we die in hell before we can enjoy the fruits of victory?"

"But isn't Hell on lockdown?"

“Someone will open it.”

Ash's eyes flickered, and he remained silent.

At this time, the Mirror Demon suddenly said, "Ash, could you please observe the direction of the gray-white chaos below?"

Ash glanced at the gray-white chaos below, which was like paste. Every minute and every second, hell melted into new chaos and piled up. There was a vortex in the middle. At first, he thought that the vortex was caused by chaos flowing into the world crack, but when he looked carefully, he found that the direction of the vortex was not flowing downwards, but upwards.

The waves rising from the vortex were like the tentacles of chaos, trying to extend in the same direction. And as Ash moved, the direction of the tentacles also changed, just like -

"Did you notice it?" the Mirror Demon said, "The gray-white chaos is flowing towards you."

"Impossible." Ash's face flushed with a sickly red: "This is impossible, why would it--"

"Because you are cursed. While the curse faded your color, it also turned you into a coordinate." The Mirror Demon said: "The coordinate that leads the fading disaster."

"I have to admit that the death mechanism of the World Devouring Serpent is very perfect. A fading scourge that can destroy the magician civilization, and a cursed coordinate that locks the slayer. Even if the slayer is lucky enough to withstand the curse, the fading scourge will make him an unprecedented sinner. No matter where he escapes, the fading scourge will chase him and turn his passing into chaos."

Ash was vaguely aware of what she wanted to say, his breathing became shallow and rapid, his muscles tensed, like a piece of fat on a chopping board.

"So, at present, the Fading Scourge will indeed be stuck in the Sixth Level Hell." The Mirror Demon said, "But if you escape to reality, then your coordinates will be the best guide for the Fading Scourge."

"You can't die, the curse can be transferred. If you die, the curse may fly to a random magician in reality. So the best solution is to take you outside the "Magician's Forbidden Zone" and use a miracle to remove your curse."

"How do I remove it?" Ash asked, but he already had the answer in his mind.

"All methods are unsafe. The best way is to destroy everything about you and extract the curse from your memory, consciousness, mind, and so on. Only when you and the curse disappear completely can we ensure that the Fading Scourge will not break through the Hell blockade and spread to reality."

"In other words," the Mirror Demon came to the rock wall, grabbed the rock and carried him up, "Only if we divide you can we completely quell the Fading Scourge."