The Omniscient Weaver spread his virtual wings, stood on the top of heaven, and looked at the fragmented seven heavens.

The gloomy sky was filled with destructive torrents, the broken earth was surging with hot golden lava, there was an endless rain of blood between heaven and earth, and the once peaceful and joyful heaven had turned into a desperate purgatory.

Brave angels died in the charge, clever angels died in the splash, and cowardly angels died in the escape. In the war that affected heaven, no one could stay out of it, not even the demigod angels could control their own destiny.

Even she felt that she had already stepped into the curtain of death. This prophetic Lord who was proud of being able to see through the past and the future could not even control his own life and death at this moment. An hour ago, she had never thought that they would be pushed to this point. An hour later, she was not sure whether the other party had reached the limit.

This is a thousand-year war, a war to slay gods, a war of blasphemy. On a day that no one cared about, the war that would determine the future of the world suddenly broke out. It might even be the last war in the world.

Until now, the All-Knowing Weaver still had a sense of unreality. She had been paying attention to them since the moment Lisdiya got rid of the divine vessel. She knew that they were the top magicians of this generation, but there were countless top magicians in every era, but there were only six magicians who could enter heaven. The All-Knowing Weaver and the others were the great magicians standing at the top of the long river of history... So no matter how much she overestimated them, she would never think that they were qualified to threaten her position, just like a chef would not think that Lala Fei would jump up and hit his knee.

When did the situation become so deteriorating?

Is it the moment they step into heaven?

The moment we started the war?

still……

From the moment Ash Hiss disappeared, the world was doomed?

The All-Knowing Weaver looked up at the sky of the Seventh Heaven, the starry sky that towered above all things. A year ago, there was no sky at all in the Seventh Heaven. Looking down was the human world, and looking up was also the human world. It was not until the seventh level of the Void Realm was born and the stars stepped into the seventh level that the heaven was covered by the starry sky.

They lost this time, but they didn't have to lose.

Four nations that had existed for a thousand years faced off against a young nation, but were defeated. The glory of the God had been trampled into the dust, but the true glory had never participated in this world war from the beginning... Sealing Hell was the decision of everyone, but there was one person who did not uphold the contract and did not protect this world that belonged to her.

But he did not break the contract, just like the guys in front of him, who were willing to destroy the world...

"I didn't expect that even you would hesitate." The All-Knowing Weaver sighed helplessly: "This is really unlike you..."

clang!

At this moment, everyone in Heaven focused their attention on the surface of Hell. The chain that held the last hope had now completely turned silver and snapped.

Hell, unblock!

At this moment, a ray of starlight penetrated the seven heavens and reached the six hells!

boom!

The hell passage that was about to expand infinitely and be completely unlocked was completely locked by the star map like a chain, leaving only a hole that could barely allow one person to enter and exit. The hole was covered with a layer of turbid darkness, blocking the inside and outside of hell and heaven from prying, but even so, Sonia and the others achieved their goal!

Almost instantly, the red-haired swordswoman arrived in front of the hell passage and wanted to go in, but as soon as she stepped on it, she felt a strong invisible resistance. Her eyes turned cold, and she took a deep breath. With a ticking sound, the sword tomb ground turned into a vermilion blood lake again!

The Supreme Art: Scarlet Water Moon!

boom!

However, as the bloody sword light that destroyed cities and nations fell, the passage to hell remained unchanged, and Sonia still could not step into hell!

"I'll do it."

Silver light gathered and fell from the sky. Weisser came to the passage to hell, holding a lantern in her right hand and a silver book in her left. In an instant, she performed countless miracles, but no silver light could penetrate the darkness of hell.

When Diya and Weixi also came over, the cold voice of the All-Knowing Weaver Lord sounded in heaven: "Just like you can't return to Ruby Mountain, you can't enter the Sixth Hell. The six-winged gods and six-winged magicians are all lives that can only be accommodated by the Seventh Heaven. Even if you try your best to unseal the Sixth Hell, you can't go in to save your lover."

"Except for destroying the world, destroying our efforts, and destroying everyone's hope..." The All-Knowing Weaver glanced at the starry sky: "You will get nothing and can do nothing."

Diya and Weisser were shocked and stared blankly at Sonia in front of them. They took all the possibilities into consideration, but forgot this one thing - they were no longer five-winged magicians!

The Sixth Level of Hell is the domain of the Five-winged Magicians, just like the Sea of ​​Knowledge to the One-winged Magicians. The path of a magician is one of forward movement and no retreat. The moment they are promoted to the Sixth Level of Hell, it is impossible for them to step into the Sixth Level of Hell.

Even if they can kill their way through the seven heavens, it is impossible for them to go back to the six hells. This is the law of the virtual world, this is the law of the world!

"Don't forget, we are magicians."

Sonia looked back at them, her ruby ​​eyes seemed to be shining with hot stars, without any frustration, she said with high spirits: "The nature of a magician is to believe in miracles! And the reason why we are here is because we believe in him, right?"

"Vichy!"

“Here I come.”

The phantom of the Soul-Chasing Deity appeared behind Vichy, and the Omniscient Weaver immediately understood their intention - the Six Hells were the resting place of souls, and although they could not make the Five-Winged Soul Deity act alone, they could allow the Soul Miracle to enter Hell!

Vichy and Sonia bumped fists, and with a sound of dripping water, the power of the Vermilion Blood Lake gathered on Vichy, dyeing the chain in her hand a ruby-red color. Vichy looked at the ruby ​​chain in her hand, and her heart was in a trance. Many doubts melted away quietly like winter snow under the scorching sun.

"Sword Princess," she sighed, "You've really done me a disservice."

Sonia glanced at her, looking puzzled: "It was you who insisted on liking the same person as me."

"That's not what I meant, but...it was indeed your fault."

Vichy smiled lightly, then strengthened his mind and threw the soul chain into the sixth level of hell!

…

…

Won't let me die?

Ash looked at Si Kuang with a confused look on his face. He understood every word, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.

Not to mention that he was cursed by the World Devouring Serpent, the key point is... he himself is the vessel for the resurrection of the Final Five. From the moment he obtained the "Aurora's Sorcerer's Manual", his ending was clearly arranged by them.

Perhaps there are other ways to purify his curse. After all, they have buried the supreme magicians of 63 worlds, but they will only take the method of crushing his mind - because in this way, Ash will obediently accept his fate and willingly help them resurrect.

Only his death can bring about their rebirth.

But on the other hand, if he doesn't die, then...

Buzz buzz buzz——

The piercing sound that went beyond the limit instantly made Ash's mind go blank, and when he came to his senses, the whole world began to melt. The walls, the earth, the rock formations, these materials that were originally just eroded by gray and white, at this moment melted like ice cream, and fell under the huge gravity.

Even his gaze was drawn downwards.

Buzz——

At the bottom of hell, in the gray-white chaos that was as sticky as paste, a white snake that was huge enough to fill the abyss was constantly wriggling, swallowing all the gray-white chaos into its mouth, and crawling upwards at a slow posture but actually extremely fast speed.

Its entire body was pale except for its pair of eyes that were gleaming with light. When Ash lowered his head and looked at it, the color in its eyes boiled almost madly, and it let out a roar that pierced through hell!

"The World Devouring Serpent... Ouroboros!"

Ash seemed to have faded, his face pale. "Isn't it completely dead? Its death curse has erupted... Why is it resurrected? How can it be resurrected? "

"Sure enough..." Si Kuang looked down, without any surprise on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why is it—"

"hold me."

Before Ash could do anything, the wall that Death Maniac was climbing turned into white mud and slid down. He suddenly felt a strange regret in his heart - he had come to the Six Hells, but he hadn't even seen the Fifth Hell before the hell collapsed. It was like preparing to visit a famous place, but it turned into a historical site before he even got there.

At the same time, Death Maniac kicked the white mud hard, jumped into the air, and released his hand that was holding Ash. Ash subconsciously hugged Death Maniac's neck tightly, and the two of them were like petrels flying in the stormy waves, but what awaited them was only the gray-white abyss and the snake kiss of the Doomsday Serpent.

Swish!

A ruby ​​chain from above blasted through the gray-white cloud waves and fell all the way to hell. Although it quickly faded gray within a breath of falling, it at least did not melt like hell. The death maniac grabbed the gray-white chain as if he had expected it, and kept shaking it in hell.

"Climb up."

Hearing the words of the death maniac, Ash suddenly felt his head clear and his weak soul suddenly surged with strength. He struggled to grab the gray-white chain and climbed up, brushing past the falling gray-white chaos, like a spider trying to escape from hell, desperately grabbing the thin spider thread leading to heaven.

“But it’s useless even if we escape!” Ash tightly grasped the chain, adjusted his breathing and squeezed out the last bit of strength, and said loudly: “We have tried our best, and you can’t synchronize with me to surpass the Eight Wings... This world is doomed...”

"It doesn't matter. The current World Devouring Snake is very weak. We only need the power of the Seven Wings to kill it." Death Maniac followed Ash and said in a relaxed tone: "As for why it can be resurrected... Because we are all still alive."

"What?"

"Have you noticed that Mirror Demon and the others are trying to create a hypothesis?" Death Maniac said: "As long as you die, the curse will end, the Fading Scourge will end in hell, and everything will end... But all of this is a lie."

"They are all trying to avoid a possibility, a possibility that the viewer has already told us about, a possibility that we cannot accept."

"The World Devouring Snake was born from the concept of the magician." Death Maniac said seriously: "The concept of the magician will give birth to the World Devouring Snake. Ash, do you understand?"

You just changed the subject, predicate and object of the same sentence. What's there that I don't understand... Ash was a little confused at first, but suddenly his body shook and he froze. It wasn't until the death madman slapped his butt that he came to his senses and continued to climb up.

"We have just killed the World Devouring Serpent."

"Yes, deader than dead."

"So, it didn't come back to life." Ash looked down at the huge white snake that was constantly crawling upwards below him: "This World Devouring Snake is a new snake. As long as there are magicians, there will be concepts of magicians, and new World Devouring Snakes will be born."

As he climbed the chains, he became more and more skilled, and his strength grew, but Ash felt his body getting colder and colder, as if frost had formed in his blood vessels. The great sorrow gnawed at his heart, and the hopelessness of being helpless blocked his throat, making it hard to breathe and his heartbeat slow.

All efforts are in vain, all lights will be extinguished. From the beginning, they cannot win... because their enemy is themselves.

As long as there are magicians, there will be no death.

"Climb faster. I've allocated so many resources to improve your vital signs, and you're crawling so slowly?"

The Death Maniac still had the energy to urge Ash, and continued: "Your guess is roughly correct, but there is one thing wrong."

"The reason why the World Devouring Snake wants to reverse time and devour all world lines is because it wants to complete the concept of magicians and integrate all magicians into one, becoming a unique and complete magician life. Viewers call this concept of magicians that runs through the long river of history the "end concept."

"But each world line has its own concept of magician, and naturally, its own snake that devours the world. The viewer calls the concept of magician in each world the "original concept". Each original concept corresponds to a snake that devours the world, so the magicians of other worlds will not revive the snakes of our world. "

Ash realized something, froze, and looked down at the Death Maniac.

The dead man's expression was still calm, as if he was talking about tomorrow's weather, and he said casually:

"Do you still remember that the reason why we have never dared to interfere too much with reality is because we are afraid of attracting the World Devouring Snake? But why is the World Devouring Snake so obsessed with us magicians, and how does it track us?"

"There is only one truth," Death Maniac met Ash's gaze. For some reason, she could still smile, her eyebrows curved, and the corners of her mouth turned up, as if she had taken off a heavy mask and no longer needed to maintain a strong appearance. "We are the conceptual fragments of the World Devouring Serpent. It must devour us to complete its original concept. In other words, because we exist, even if it dies, its concept of a magician has not disappeared. Therefore, no matter how many times we kill it, as long as we are alive, a new World Devouring Serpent will be born."

“We are the source of this disaster,” she said. “It all started with us.”