"There is something I have been wanting to ask you for a long time, Mirror... Mirror Master."

"You figured it out." A faint smile appeared on the Mirror Demon's face. "The Death Maniac called me the Mirror Demon. The only place you have heard of the title of Mirror Master is in the Divine Fire Trial of the Senluo Kingdom."

"Ever since I knew about the existence of the 'Viewer', I thought of the brother who reminisced with me about the past in the Trial of Divine Fire." Ash said in a complicated tone: "I was sad about his death... and even hated Silver Lantern because of it... even though she was indeed an unforgivable villain at that time..."

"After spending a few days together, the audience's opinion of you has become very high." The Mirror Demon laughed and said, "Before this, he thought you were the 'worst Ash'."

"Although you sound happy for me, I don't think it's a big deal to be recognized by myself..." Ash's mouth curled up: "If I traveled back to elementary school and praised myself for my good grades, I guess my elementary school self would only expect me to give him some kind of reward, such as a game console or cash. He and I are the same person, so when he praises me, he is still praising himself--"

"You are not the same person as him!" Death Maniac and Mirror Demon immediately retorted in unison.

Ash blinked and smiled, "Okay, okay, I'm not him."

"So what do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask, Mirror Master, do you still deeply love the Viewer?"

The Death Maniac looked over with wide eyes, and the Black Demon, who had been immersed in his own world, also raised his head.

The mirror demon stumbled and nearly twisted his ankle and fell, but he turned around with his powerful physical skills and asked calmly, "You're about to be separated by us, and you just want to ask this?"

Ash said softly, "I'm curious. After all, you have buried so many worlds and experienced so many adventures... So, how long have you known each other?"

"It's not that long. There are only 11 days left until we've known each other for 765 years." The Mirror Demon said casually.

Death Maniac suddenly asked: "Mirror Demon, do you remember what day it was when we escaped from the apocalyptic world?"

Mirror Demon looked puzzled: "Ah? Who can remember what day it was?"

"You don't even remember the day we left this world, but you know how long you've known the Viewer?" Death Maniac was obviously frightened: "And when we traveled through the world line, time was disordered, there was no difference between day and night. I gave up calculating how old I was and how much time I had experienced a long time ago, because it was meaningless... Wait, so you didn't calculate by day and night, you calculated by the time you felt!? You used the day you met the Viewer as the anchor point and have been recording until this moment?"

The Black Demon was also a little scared: "Mirror Demon, are you a little too extreme?"

The Mirror Demon's lips trembled, and he said as if he had given up on himself, "It's none of your business."

"Although I guessed the answer a long time ago, I didn't expect your answer to be so specific." Ash was also a little shocked: "You've been in love for 765 years... To be honest, it's a little hard for me to imagine. After all, I'm only in my twenties now. Seven hundred years is too long for me. Can a relationship really last for seven hundred years? And I heard that you seemed to have married and divorced-"

"No divorce." Mirror Demon refuted very weakly: "At least he didn't formally propose it."

Ash asked, "So your mood has never changed over the years? Have you ever fallen in love with someone else, become disillusioned, or turned love into hate?"

"Yes, there were times when I hated him so much that I bit my lip. Even if I have been atoning for so many years, I should be released from prison by the time I've served my sentence." The Mirror Demon gritted his teeth as he spoke, but his voice sounded as aggrieved as a lovelorn girl. "But he always encouraged and helped me silently at this time. I really..."

"Hahaha." The Black Demon laughed, "You stupid woman who has been fooled all this time. Can't you see that he is just using you?"

"They are all using each other. Why does he care about my feelings but not you?" Mirror Demon retorted: "Are you jealous, Black Demon?"

"ah!!!!????"

The Death Maniac quickly held down the rampaging Black Demon. The Mirror Demon turned around and saw the audience member Ash, whose face had a look of "want to quarrel? Go ahead and quarrel!" He took a deep breath and calmed down: "Why am I talking to you about this... boring."

"He must find it very novel." Si Kuang sneered, "He has always watched his women quarreling, but this is the first time he has watched other people's women quarreling."

Ash was a little overwhelmed by the sarcasm of the death maniac, and the mirror demon asked coldly: "Any other questions? If your last wish before you die is to know about our love life, then you can only die with regret."

"That's enough. Master Mirror, your answer makes me feel at ease."

"Reassurance?"

"Master Mirror, if you can like the viewer for seven hundred years, then Weisser must be able to like me for that long." Ash said softly, "After all, no matter what I do, I can only guarantee my own feelings. Now that I have your reference answer, I believe that the relationship between me and Silver Lantern will never deteriorate and will always be deep."

The Mirror Demon glanced at him and said dimly, "You are no match for the Viewer."

"I know." Ash glanced at her and chuckled, "But you're no match for Weisser."

"Is this your last words? The magician's manual will remember it." The mirror demon walked to a rock wall connected to the fourth level of hell and began to climb with bare hands. As if to deliberately do something bad, her climbing speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the already dizzy Ash was almost brain-dead because of her shaking.

Ash was shaken so much that his brain was shaken. "I wanted to ask just now, why didn't the ghost carry me all the time, but you took over halfway?"

"Because we want to materialize, we can only burn our base color in your heart." The Mirror Demon said, "The color that was originally enough to support us in destroying the world over and over again dozens of times can only pay for part of your journey in this gray and white hell."

"But we will definitely take you out of hell." The Mirror Demon turned his head to glance at Ash and said, "Let you see the person you care about for the last time."

"We are here to take advantage of your misfortune and snatch everything from you. No matter how much you hate us, accompanying you through this final journey is the last thing we can do for you."

"I don't hate you." Ash said softly, "You have been helping me from beginning to end."

"Without you, I would never have been able to slay the World Devouring Serpent. Without you, I would have become the gray chaos below and would not have survived until now. Going further, if it weren't for you, if it weren't for Aurora's Sorcerer's Manual, I might have died in Broken Lake Prison."

"Originally I could only wait for the worst outcome, but you gave me another choice, a choice that was not so bad." Ash said calmly: "Of course I don't want you to take my life away, but I'm not so selfish as to think that you should selflessly give me your life."

The mirror demon looked at him, said nothing more, and struggled to climb up to the fourth level of hell. At this time, the divine realm of the fourth level of hell still barely maintained its dignity as the source of magic, the white was more blazing, the black was more colorful, and it had not yet turned into a dead gray.

“Sometimes I really doubt that you and the viewer come from the same soul,” the Mirror Demon suddenly said, “He is a wise man who can deceive fate, and you are a fat Labrador in a children’s playground…”

"Is it necessary to hold a grudge against you for so long just because you are not as good as Weisser..."

"But this is the only thing you two are similar in." The Mirror Demon glanced at him, and a faint smile appeared on his cold and sad face: "This open-mindedness of seeing through fate is really charming."

"Of course, in terms of charm, you are not even as good as a hair of the viewer." She threw Ash out: "Dark Devil, it's your turn."

“It’s finally my turn!”

Ash was caught by the Black Demon. Seeing the undisguised malice on the girl's face, his voice trembled: "Dead Maniac, can you change..."

"It's all the same anyway." Death Maniac said leisurely, "Sooner or later you will have to walk a path with the Black Demon."

"Viewer~ baby~" The black devil pinched Ash's face fiercely, with a cloudy red light in his eyes: "Mom will love you~"

"Enjoy your rare motherly love," the Mirror Demon waved his hand, "Then... goodbye, Ash."

After saying that, the Mirror Demon also disappeared.

Although the black demon looked like she wanted to make Ash feel painful, she actually didn't do much, just carried Ash on her back and continued on her way. But because she was much smaller than Ash, she carried Ash on her back, making Ash feel like a general riding a dog.

After a while, nothing happened, and Ash couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He knew how much malice the Black Demon had for him. He was the best substitute for the Viewer to the Black Demon. The Black Demon was submissive to the Viewer, but dared to hit him hard, wishing to vent his huge and almost heavy malice on him. Thinking about it carefully, it was quite a loss. Among the four demons at the end, those who liked the Viewer would not like him for this, and those who hated the Viewer would hate him for this, but...

Ash looked at the black devil's long black hair formed by countless colors and ink, and gradually relaxed his body.

"I will make Lysdiya feel pain after I obtain the body."

The Black Demon paused, and without hearing the reply from the person behind him, he continued to speak to himself: "I know that Death Maniac promised not to disturb them... but how can she protect them forever? I will patiently wait for the opportunity. What I lack the least is patience. There is nothing I look forward to more than torturing Lisdiya. And she will not die. Compared to eternal pain, death is only a moment of joy. I will kill all the people she cares about first, one by one, day by day, and deprive her of her precious things bit by bit, so that she will understand that her life is an endless despair."

"And even if you knew what I was going to do, you couldn't stop me."

The Black Devil emphasized each word, his resentful voice mixed with the seventeenth chorus:

"You can't do anything, and you can't protect anything!"