After the Black Demon said this, she felt refreshed. Although it was a pity that she could not torture Ash's soul with her own hands, if she could let Ash die in agony, she could vent her hatred a little.

However, even so, Ash still had no reaction. The Dark Devil couldn't help but shiver him and sneered, "Do you think I won't do this?"

"It's not that I don't think so..." Ash hesitated for a moment and said, "But you hate the viewers more than Lisdiya, right? When the viewers are resurrected, will you still have the energy to pay attention to Lisdiya in your mental state?"

"Of course I do! I hate Lisdiya as much as I hate the viewer! The pain she brought me was no less than that of the viewer!"

"You are being unreasonable. Lisdiya hasn't even met you yet..."

"What logic can there be in this?" The Black Demon said in a cold tone, "She has never seen me, but I have always been paying attention to her, watching her being taken care of by you, watching her become the queen, watching her gain happiness... Every day I look forward to your vicious awakening, destroying her life, subverting her world, and turning her into the most desperate broken doll! But you didn't, you didn't, how could you not? You are the Doomsday Observer!"

"Anyone in the world can be happy, except her! What's the difference between me and her? Why can she live so well, while I can only be like a maggot in the mud underground. Even a ray of sunlight will burn me?"

"I want her to feel the pain I've endured. I want her to become like me." The Black Demon's voice was hoarse, his pupils were bloodshot, and the bloodshot was twisted like wood grain: "She has to live as miserably as I do, so that my life won't be so tragic..."

"I see." Ash said, "You really are lonely, Dark Devil."

"What?"

"No one can understand you. Neither Death Maniac nor Sonia nor the others can understand you. Neither can the viewers. Neither can I. The only person in this world who can understand you is you." Ash said softly, "Only the witch is your only partner you can rely on. Because you are both princesses in the tower, and you both created sisters to escape pain... Dark Demon, you just want the witch to escape with you, right?"

"Don't act like you know me so well!" The Dark Devil reacted violently: "You are just Ash, not a spectator!"

"Now you know I'm not a spectator?" Ash smiled. "Come to think of it, there's something I've always wanted to do, and now I finally have the chance..."

What?

The Dark Devil noticed that he slowly raised his hand and slowly stretched it towards his head. Did he want to stab me? Control me? Or did he break through the defense and want to slap me? But with his vitality, it took him a lot of effort just to raise his hand, and he couldn't even tickle himself——

despair.

Ash placed his palm on the Dark Devil's head and said gently, "Dark Devil, you have suffered."

The Black Demon felt the temperature on his head, his lips trembled slightly, and he laughed in anger: "Do you think this method will work on me? Even if you try to please me, I will still regard torturing Lisdiya as my current life goal."

"I'm not trying to please you," Ash said with a smile, "The reason I comfort you is the same as the reason you hate witches."

"What do you mean?" The Black Demon felt that he was fooled: "How can the reasons be the same? I am angry because Lisdiya has happiness!"

"Same." Ash said softly, "I am sad because of the despair you are experiencing."

"Although I don't like empathy, when I summoned you to come, I saw you drowning alone in the dark quagmire in the deep sea of ​​consciousness. How could I treat you as a stranger?" Ash gently stroked the black devil's hair: "Although my life span is only a fraction of yours, to me, you are the same as the witch...both are my daughters whom I want to protect."

"When I saw you were so sad, I wanted to hold you in my arms to comfort you, but you didn't give me a chance." He smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, even if I knew everything, I still couldn't do anything, I couldn't help you at all... I couldn't even hug you."

“You, you!” The Black Demon’s pupils shrank suddenly, and his voice trembled: “As expected, you are just as bad as the viewer, just as despicable and shameless, but I won’t be fooled by you again... Do you really think I won’t kill Lisdiya!?”

"I believe you, but I believe in the witch more." Ash said, "The witch is a good child. She will definitely be able to heal the pain in your heart, because... you are sisters who can understand each other. If she is not here, you will really be alone."

At this time, the black devil reached the edge of the fourth level of hell, but there was no gap leading to the fifth level of hell above. After all, the World-Devouring Serpent never invaded the fifth level of hell until its death, and the fifth level of hell was always safe and sound.

The Black Demon looked up at the rock above and threw a punch. The explosion of the fist created a small hole in the rock, but as a price, the Black Demon's figure instantly faded to almost disappear.

She threw Ash to the Death Maniac and hurriedly left a last cruel word: "When I am resurrected, I will kill all the people you like! Kill them all! Kill, kill, kill!"

The Death Maniac hugged Ash in a princess hug. She took a look at the hole made by the witch, and inserted her feet directly into the rock wall. Without even using a hand, she walked on the vertical rock wall.

"That's what she said." The death maniac seemed to be making conversation: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of course I'm not afraid. You will protect them anyway." Ash said, "You are so angry just because I made Sonia feel wronged. What would Sonia think if her friends died and she couldn't protect them? How could you bear to make Sonia sad?"

After a moment, the dead man hummed softly: "I won't make Sonia sad."

"You are so despicable that you integrated the resurrection plan into this emergency. Let alone resistance, I don't even have the room to be unwilling." Ash sighed helplessly: "I was looking forward to a big fight with you... When I almost fainted just now, I thought it was you who did it, and I hoped that you would kill me quickly. After all, I am afraid of pain. If it was you, you would definitely let me go without any pain."

"I won't."

"You won't even give me this little benefit? I thought we were friends." Yaxiu sighed and asked, "Mirror Master just said that you would take me to see Sonia and the others for the last time?"

"Um."

"In other words, their memories will be restored? Otherwise, if I go over to them and tell them that they have lost their memories, 'I am your lover,' they will definitely think I am some pervert."

"meeting."

"I see..." Ash thought for a moment, "Can you not see them and not let them recover their memories?"

Death Maniac finally spoke: "Before the final battle, didn't you want your deeds to be made public, so that they would all applaud you and be obsessed with you for seven hundred years?"

"That is based on the premise that I can return alive, or return dead." Ash said, "But meeting them now and restoring their memories is equivalent to making them and you enemies forever... I don't want them to do anything irrational before they are strong enough and ruin the life I paid for them."

"Although it's pitiful for me that they have forgotten me, firstly, I'm dying, and secondly... I have a guilty conscience. As long as they don't remember me, no matter how many clues they find in their memories, they can finally let go of this invisible feeling and continue to explore their own future."

Ash smiled at Death Maniac and said, "So you have to agree quickly, otherwise I will regret it again and choose to entangle them for the rest of their lives, making them miss me forever."

"I don't agree." Death Maniac replied calmly.

"You are so mean..." Ash sighed softly, "Then why don't you leave them a prop or something? They will be able to raise the Kingdom of Heaven very soon. The other four gods are no match for them. Only Fanxing is unmatched. But we can't let you deal with Fanxing. After all, our team relies on a sense of crisis to maintain stability. Only by keeping them under the threat of Fanxing can they give up their conflicts and move forward."

"So the tools that can help them break through desperate situations are just right for them. They won't hinder their cultivation, nor will they put them at risk of death. They can also give them a great sense of security."

"I don't want it." The death maniac refused again.

"Will you help Sonia?"

"I won't help."

"Are you my friend or not?" Ash talked too much, his face flushed, and his breathing became shallow and rapid. "And you're not helping me, but Sonia. Do you care about her anymore just because you can be resurrected? Is this the extent of your love for her?"

"That's what I want to ask you, is this the extent of your love? Aren't these things what you should do?" The dead man refused to listen: "I won't pay for your love."

"I want to do it, but I'm going to die, right? I'm not even allowed to live. Just returning to reality can trigger a world-destroying disaster. There's nothing I can do except let you divide me up... Are they lying to me? I'm not actually the guiding coordinate for the Fading Scourge?"

"No, you are indeed the coordinates of the natural disaster. Theoretically, only by crushing the soul can the coordinates be extracted." Death Maniac said: "But don't you believe in miracles? This time you finally accept your fate and don't wait until the last minute for a miracle?"

"So what do you want from me!?"

Ash suddenly erupted in emotion and asked a question hysterically. He became weak again after he finished speaking, and it took him several seconds to sort out his thoughts: "I have... no other choice. My vital signs are in your hands. My existence is a natural disaster coordinate. We are still trapped in the Sixth Hell, and below is the chaos that can fade everything... I have finally stopped thinking and regretting, and tried every way to accept this fate... My brain is no longer working, and my whole body is as light as a balloon... What do you want me to do? Haven't I done well enough?"

He pursed his lips, his eyes misted over, and his voice was so weak that it was almost a whisper: "Haven't I already... tried very hard..."

"I don't want to make Sonia sad." Death Maniac said calmly.

"I said, then you help me--"

"So, I won't let you die."

The Death Maniac lowered his head, glanced at the weak and hot Ash in his arms, and repeated:

"I won't let you die."