In the civilization of every country and the culture of every race, there is always a legendary place mentioned. It is the destination of life, the answer to death, and the agreed end point of all things in the world.

Its name is the Sixth Level Hell!

Sinners suffer in hell, and the good rest in eternal sleep in hell. However, few people think about one question - people will continue to be born, but the dead will not disappear. If the six levels of hell really exist, if it can really accommodate all deaths, then how big is it?

Now, the answer comes.

The moment the second level of hell fell, the soul body that Rajesh had just constructed and his four virtual wings that covered the sky were instantly shattered and turned into ashes.

But this time Ash was not in a hurry. Sure enough, after a few seconds, new virtual wings and a new soul body appeared. Four virtual wings that were larger and more dazzling than before were shining brightly, trying to stop the fall of the second hell.

However, Wei Xi raised his eyebrows: "If he still hasn't reacted, then he can only stop here and go back to the Sea of ​​Knowledge to become a promising virtual creature."

"Why?" Ash asked, "Is it impossible for him to withstand the pressure of the second hell?"

"Yes, but his method is wrong." Wei Xi said leisurely: "If he doesn't know what is carrying the hell, then the second hell will definitely crush him."

Sure enough, no matter how large Rajesh's four wings expanded, even if they could cover the outline of the lower hell, the second hell was always slowly descending.

Although no one knew what constituted failure, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Rajesh was getting further and further away from success.

A faint sadness spread in the hearts of the magicians. Although they had different positions and hostile relationships, entering the realm of God was the common goal of all magicians. Seeing that Rajesh was about to fail here, others would inevitably feel frustrated and lost.

Only Vichy remained fighting.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the promotion ceremony has not changed much. That's great. My experience can still be used."

Ash couldn't help but say sourly, "It must be easy for you to become a demigod, right?"

"I told you to stop touching me and listen to me." Weixi said unhappily, "I have always been reluctant to deduce this secret poison because the demigod promotion ceremony is too dangerous. It is so dangerous that it means I will definitely die. Not to mention that I only have one fire spirit left in my possession now. Even the two promotions I made with full preparations before were close calls. I almost died suddenly each time."

"His current fate is the fate of you and me in the future. I am destined to die with you, my foolish master."

"If your ribs weren't the same as chicken cartilage, I would have kicked you away." Ash was so angry that his teeth itched. While treating him, he asked, "But why don't you look afraid?"

Wei Xi looked at him like a fool: "Have you forgotten that I still have a soul box in reality?"

"...Yeah, you have a second life," Ash suddenly realized, "So...ha, so you finally succeeded, I will die with you, and then you will definitely be able to break free from the ruby ​​chain after you are resurrected."

"As expected of you, you are the Ghost Prophet. I am no match for you."

Ash's tone was flat, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Wei Xi stared at him, the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Are you angry? Why can someone like me who is full of evil and selfishness live, but someone like you who just wants to embrace ordinary happiness must die?"

"No." Ash paused: "Not completely, there is still a little bit."

"But I know very well that if it weren't for you, we would have died now. Even if I will die in the future, this period of life was indeed fought for by you. I should be grateful instead of resenting you."

"My only regret is that I couldn't drag you to hell. Now I really have to suffer in hell with good reason, and I don't even have the right to defend myself. After all, before you go to hell, the crime of "letting the ghost prophet go" is enough to make me stand above the billions of sinners in hell."

Wei Xi looked at him seriously for a few times, as if to confirm whether he was telling the truth, and suddenly smiled, her eyes full of charm: "Perhaps this news will make you feel better - even if I am reborn, the secret poison will follow me. In other words, I only have two chances at most, but I still have to die."

Ash thought for a moment and nodded: "Thank you, this is indeed the best news next to being able to save me. So, why don't you seem to be scared, but rather a little happy?"

"Because fear won't increase my chances of surviving the promotion ceremony by even a tiny bit," Weishi replied. "But the promotion ceremony doesn't change much. My previous experience may increase my chances of surviving by one thousandth, one ten thousandth, or one hundred thousandth. Shouldn't I be happy?"

"Perhaps you haven't noticed - we are now in the Kingdom of Stars, trying to snatch the achievements of the Master of Stars. This is actually more likely to take our lives than the promotion ceremony. If the Master of Stars is determined to overturn the table, there is no chance that we will survive."

"The Divine Master is a hundred or a thousand times more dangerous than the Path of Origin. The greatest enemy of a magician is the magician himself."

"I've experienced more life-and-death crises than you can imagine." Weishi said slowly, "For a magician like me who is unwilling to be ordinary, I must live on the edge of a knife if I want to fight for the hope of reaching the highest. If I had hesitated for a moment, I would have died without a burial place. Maintaining ambition and confidence at all times is the most basic survival quality for people like me."

"Even if my chances of passing the Ascension Ceremony are slim, I will do my best to step into the Path of Origin. To hell with probability, the term miracle is meant for magicians like me on their way to the highest level!"

Not only Ash, but even Nia and Fili couldn't help but look at Vichy in admiration.

But Ash reacted quickly: "Don't be moved, you two. She is deliberately saying inspiring things to invade your inner mind, but her identity card shows that she is a bad person. No matter how she whitewashes herself, she is just a very determined bad person. Don't be fooled by her!"

Wei Xi's head was against his chest, and he tilted his head back to look at him: "Are you touched?"

"Yes, you made my blood boil." Ash said unhappily, "When I think about being buried with a magician who is so determined in his Tao, I feel that it is worth going to hell."

However, Ash suppressed his melancholy and fear, raised his head and carefully observed Rajesh's promotion ceremony.

As they spoke, the sky was quietly changing.

Rajesh's silver virtual wings suddenly began to straighten and lengthen until they turned into a shining silver belt, circling the first level of hell. It looked like hell was tied up with a silver belt.

Then his golden wings also bypassed the first layer of hell, turning into a dazzling golden belt and repeating the same trick to tightly bind the second layer of hell. When he completed these two steps, hell stopped falling, but because the silver wings and golden wings were used to wrap hell, only the rainbow virtual wings and the different colored virtual wings were left to divide the sky.

"What's going on?" Ash murmured, "His virtual wings..."

"As a magician who suddenly underwent the promotion ceremony, he was able to react. That's really good." Weishi's tone was full of admiration: "In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will understand that it is never the magician who bears the hell, but their virtual wings. The larger the area of ​​hell that the virtual wings touch, the less pressure from hell."

"He couldn't stop falling just now because his virtual wings didn't touch the second level of hell. Now he is using the silver virtual wings to bear the first level of hell, and the gold virtual wings to bear the second level of hell. This is indeed the right approach, but..."

"His golden virtual wings are much longer than his silver virtual wings." Ash also noticed.

The first level of hell is below, and the second level of hell is above. If the circumference of the virtual wing covering the two hells is equal, then the golden virtual wing will have to have an extra length to bypass the first level of hell.

"Yes, this is the second stage of the four-wing balancing." Wei Xi smiled and said, "The virtual wings are destined to be of different lengths. He must achieve a dynamic balance to avoid being controlled by the will of the virtual realm."

"Wait, then wouldn't it be possible to balance it if he just made the four virtual wings the same length as the longest wing?" Ash was a little confused. "It's just that the virtual wing that bears the hell below will be longer."

"Because his virtual wings are really too long."

Wei Xi explained: "Every time his wings grow longer, he will absorb knowledge faster, and this is an unstoppable process. When his wings grow long enough to bind Hell, he is no longer absorbing knowledge, but knowledge is flooding him."

"Infinitely expand the virtual wings, and the final result is to become a demented magic spirit."

"At this point, it's too late for him to shorten his virtual wings. If he continues to lengthen them, his mind will be submerged in the deep sea of ​​knowledge. The correct approach here is to use the virtual wings that are most attractive to him to bind the lowest hell, so as to limit the most important knowledge torrent." Wei Xi took a look at the silver virtual wings that wrapped the first level of hell: "Well done."

"Wait," Ash opened his eyes wide, "He seems to be continuing to expand the silver wings?"

"They are all greedy magicians indeed." Weishi laughed.

"greedy?"

"The Four-Wing Balancing is not only about whether you can be promoted, but also about the result after the promotion: the Magic Temple." Wei Xi said: "Although the four wings will return to their original state after the end, the state of the four wings at the end will directly affect the level of your Magic Temple."

"The larger the virtual wing, the larger the space in the Magic Temple. The more balanced the four wings, the greater the potential of the Magic Temple. Although there are ways to increase the space and potential, they are extremely difficult to obtain."

"The levels of temples can be roughly divided into lower, middle, upper and heavenly levels. The weakest lower-level temple can only accommodate one god at most. You may say that it is meaningless if there are no gods, but even if there are no gods, the larger the temple, the larger the scale of the magic formula that the magic spirits can construct, and they can even evolve into miracles. The lower-level temple can only accommodate the magic formulas constructed by a hundred magic spirits, while the middle-level temple is enough to accommodate the magic formulas constructed by a thousand magic spirits."

"The difference in the number of magic spirits is ten times, and the power of miracles is enough to make it twenty to thirty times. Now, you should have a little understanding of the importance of the temple, but in addition to the space, the potential of the temple is more important."

"If your four wings are poorly balanced, for example, your rainbow virtual wing is much longer than the other virtual wings, then your temple will most likely be made of colored glaze. In it, except for the three-winged magic spirits that will be more active, the other magic spirits will be lifeless. There will even be a situation where the three-winged magic spirit kills the other magic spirits when you are not paying attention."

"This is because the Rainbow Virtual Wings became the main structure of the temple, greatly enhancing the three-winged magic spirits and greatly weakening the other magic spirits."

Ash asked, "Then why don't I just make the colored virtual wings the longest? When you become a demigod, you should only be able to use four-winged magic spirits, right?"

"Then the second situation will happen." Weishi smiled and said, "The magic faction that accounts for the largest proportion among your four-winged magic spirits will oppress and eliminate other factions. If they are all the same magic faction, they will continue to be infinitely divided, and use purity to establish the majority and minority to continue fighting."

"The biggest impact of the imbalance of the four wings on the temple is that it will make some of the magic spirits extremely excited and active. In an extremely unbalanced temple, the magic spirits will fight each other until only the last one is left. If the magician squeezes in a new magic spirit, the fighting will continue until the magician can monopolize the entire temple."

Vichy paused, then looked at Ash with wide, innocent eyes: "I'm sorry, I was talking about the temple, not mocking your love life, Master."

Phew.

Fili could hardly hold back her laughter, while Nia's shoulders shook for a moment but she said nothing.

Ash was so angry that his mouth twitched, but he couldn't say anything, so he took a deep breath and said, "...It's okay, I forgive you."

Satisfied, Wei Xi continued, "But if the four wings tend to be balanced, the temple will be more diversified, and the magic spirits will not only be able to coexist harmoniously, but the efficiency of constructing miracle rituals will be greatly improved. In an unbalanced lower-level temple, you ask the magic spirits to construct a ritual, but the next thing you know, they're fighting each other."

"The larger the space, the more diverse the structure, and the higher the level of the temple."

"And I," Wei Xi said proudly, "used to own a high-level temple second only to the heavenly rank."

"Oh, really." Ash said sarcastically, "Have gods ever lived in your temple?"

"None of your business." Vichy glared at him.

Don't believe her. How could a demigod like her be angry because of this? She must be pretending to satisfy my provocative thoughts... Although Ash was very sober, he did feel happy to be able to suppress Vichy's arrogance.

At this moment, the third level of hell fell down. With the previous experience, although Rajesh was instantly dispersed, he quickly extended his rainbow virtual wings to wrap around the third level of hell and quickly stopped the fall.

When the fourth level of hell fell, Ash suddenly realized a problem: "If each level of hell needs a virtual wing to withstand it, but he only has four virtual wings!"

"Yes, he only has four virtual wings." Wei Xi showed a subtle smile: "So, the next is the most interesting part of the demigod promotion ceremony-"

"Hell is what you can't bear."