"… Really, Gwen and Chikara…"

At the bottom of the spiral of silence, rocks are falling and blood is overturning, as if the world is falling. But in this dark chaos, there is still a safe place protected by a silver lamp. It is like a floating boat in the turbulent sea, weak but tenaciously fighting against the tide of fate.

Green light flashed in Ash's palm, regenerating Harvey's limbs bit by bit. He originally positioned himself as a 'battlefield commander' who took into account attack/defense/movement/healing. He had the powerful healing miracle 'Music Sword', and the Thousand Machines Spirit could be transformed into a Water Treatment Spirit, so flesh and blood regeneration was not difficult for him.

After listening to their experiences, the taciturn astrologer and the sleek orc appeared in Ash's eyes again, and he sighed softly: "There are more and more people waiting for us in hell..."

"Death is a curtain that stands between the living and the dead." The necromancer said, "So there is no need to suppress your inner feelings. Even though death can isolate everything, emotions such as love, longing, and respect can still penetrate the curtain of death and connect with each other. No matter how powerful death is, it cannot be damaged in the slightest."

Everyone looked at Harvey in surprise. Ash smiled bitterly and said, "Good things will happen if you live long enough. I never thought that one day I would be comforted by your words, Harvey."

"This is the professional quality of a necromancer," Harvey said calmly, "The dead must serve the living."

Ash asked, "Then the person I knew died, Harvey, did you... feel the same as me..."

"Of course, the same as you." Harvey said, "You are treating me now. Have you noticed that the blood flowing in my veins is not hot blood, and the heart is not beating in my chest? I am proud of Chikara. He is my first student and my best student. But death needs no embellishment. Of course, I feel sad for him."

"Those who hate death are those who don't understand death." He was helped up by the corpse ghost Alice. "Those who praise death are those who think they understand death. It would be too sad if even necromancers dare not face death."

Harvey stretched out his hands to Ash, who was slightly startled, and then hugged him. With a slight tremor, he was sure that the necromancer was not as indifferent as he looked.

"If you want to do hospice work, you should hug each other more, right?"

"Yeah." Ash nodded: "Nothing can make us feel each other's presence better than hugging."

"But it's not all bad news." Igula sat against the coffin and said, "For example, the mercury horse, the source of all evil in Senluo that has been entangled with us since the beginning, is finally dead."

"Yes." Tamashi nodded. "The evil Mercury Trojan is dead."

From these words, Ash realized that not only was Mercury Trojan dead, but the heavy shackles she had placed on Tamashi were also completely removed, because this was the first time Tamashi called her 'Mercury Trojan' instead of 'Tanomu'.

"It is indeed good news." Ash said in a low voice: "But other than that, there is only bad news."

After dealing with Harvey, who only had one hand left, the next thing was to adjust Igula's internal structure. Ash checked Igula's injuries and found that even with Lejian's treatment, the trickster's body was still riddled with holes, just like a broken doll, with ugly scars all over his body.

It was the first time he saw these two guys in such a miserable state. Igulla's injury would need to be treated slowly, and removing the scar would take some effort; Harvey seemed easy to deal with, but this kind of super-speed regeneration was equivalent to prepaying his life span. Even with the most optimistic estimate, he probably only had 20 to 30 years left to live.

Ash's mood, which had been a little better, became sad again, just like today: "If I had known it would develop to this point, if I had known it would turn out like this, I would..."

"If I had known this would happen, I should have stayed in Broken Lake Prison." Igula sneered, "No, you forced me to escape from prison, and I couldn't stay even if I wanted to. It's all your fault that I ended up like this, traveling through the Gospel to experience the Weaving Festival, and traveling through Senluo to face death... It's all your fault, it's all your fault, you bastard. Let's go our separate ways now. If I take risks with you next time, I'll be a fat bastard."

Even though he felt heavy-hearted, Ash couldn't help but retort, "Who told you to try to defraud the newcomer who just entered prison?"

"Could it be that I am just unlucky?"

"What else?!"

"So," Igula said calmly, "you are also unlucky. We are all unlucky."

"Instead of reflecting on yourself, you might as well blame fate. You know how to shirk responsibility for small things, but why are you confused when it comes to big things? The root of this untimely survivor syndrome is your unbridled arrogance, so arrogance that you think you can see through fate and prevent everything."

"It's my fault." Tamashi stood at the edge of the Silver Lantern Domain, looking at the chaos in the distance, "I got you into trouble."

"It has nothing to do with you." Ash said, "It's a good thing you told me to go find Wei... find Yindeng. If I hadn't come down, the Senluo people would have been waiting for the cruelest end, but now, they can at least choose death."

"Are you serious? Are you planning to sort out right and wrong and assign responsibilities here?" Igula said, "If you are willing to go to another place and slap each other, I'd still be happy to watch."

"We will leave," Ash said after urgently treating all of Igula's serious injuries, "but not now."

Seeing Ash open his arms, Igula raised his legs and tried to kick him away, "What do you want to do? Have you noticed that Alice is lonely? She must be missing your hug..."

But the cult leader still hugged the fraud master easily and whispered in his ear: "Sorry, I have to trouble you to vent your feelings at this time."

Igula said: "You can use less strength, I am a wounded soldier, not an illusion."

Ash came in front of Tamashi, even though he had sneaked a few glances at her before, he was still amazed when he saw her up close. Her long black hair was shaved randomly and hung on both sides, her lips were calm, her nose was high, her eyebrows were charming, her skin was smooth, and there was a natural light red eyeshadow under her bright eyes. If Ash looked like this, he wouldn't have fought with his deskmate so often in elementary school.

If it weren't for the fact that Tamashi's clothing style has become an intangible cultural heritage of Senluo, coupled with her almost monstrous physical functions, Ash wouldn't have dared to recognize her.

He took the initiative to open his arms, but they stopped in the air and did not reach out. Instead, Tamashi hugged him generously and said, "It's not that I want to grow up like this. To me, this face is a mask. Only when I put on the Black Crow mask can I take off the mask."

Yaxiu thought to himself that if Tamashi used this face to hunt down criminals, there would be criminals who would fall into his trap, or even more people would commit crimes on their own initiative and specifically ask Tamashi's warriors to hunt them down...

"By the way, is this the bottom of the spiral of silence?" He looked around: "Strange, I can't have been here before, but why does it feel a bit weird..."

"Because this is the bottom layer of the dreamland that is closest to reality, it might be a little hard for the Senluo people to adapt to the climate here." Ash said casually, "Do you think you are not good-looking?"

"I still know what is beautiful and what is ugly." Tamashi said, "Especially Tanomu often tells me."

"If you are not afraid to see people, then why do you keep it secret from us?" Ash complained, "I thought you would enter your second form when you took off your mask, and your combat power would soar. It was a special trump card, so I didn't dare to test your true appearance."

"Didn't I say this before?" Tamashi said, "There are religious reasons for this. For outsiders, Black Crow needs to wear a mask all the time. This way, outsiders will not be afraid of any one Crow Slayer, but all Crow Slayers wearing Black Crow masks."

Ash raised his eyebrows: "We are outsiders?"

Tamashi reached into his waistband and pulled out a second crow mask, but he put it back in without putting it on.

Ash nodded with satisfaction, but he looked at Tamashi with a hint of hesitation on his face, choosing his words carefully: "Well... I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious, Tamashi, who are you..."

Crack!

There was a loud bang in the sky, and the cracks widened again. More and more rubble fell, as if the whole sky was about to collapse.

"Let's chat until it's safe!" Igula said, "Ash, it's time for us to go. Use the empty door magic spirit!"

Ash nodded and asked, "Have you regained your ability to move? Let's sort out the number of Kongmen Shuling."

After gathering all the magic spirits of the Vajra Gate, Ash and Tamashi looked at each other, and then looked at the small silver lamp beside them.

He no longer hesitated and took out the Wish Center: "This is the key to the Thousand Wishes Heaven. Even without the Kongmen magic spirit, I can always take you to retreat to the absolutely safe Thousand Wishes Heaven."

"So, I hope we can try to save others." Ash said, "Even if we can only save one life."