Vichy's eyes were hazy, staring blankly at the sky that was desecrated by the Lord God, and her soft and boneless hand almost slipped from Ash's hand. Ash pulled her up, but failed. This ghost prophet who had been arrogant and proud in front of him from beginning to end seemed to have really become a maid who needed to rely on him at this moment.

He could also clearly sense that Vichy was not afraid. This woman who lived like a venomous snake had long since abandoned the physiological mechanism of fear. She just felt powerless. A venomous snake may not be afraid of lions, tigers, wolves, but in the face of floods and landslides, what was the meaning of the venomous snake's fangs?

Traveling across rivers, seas, and mountains, and playing with the universe, they finally caught a glimpse of a corner of God's power.

Before this, Ash and his friends had always thought that the Lord's fighting method was to use bigger and stronger miracles, such as more special effects, wider range, faster speed, and the only difference between the Lord and the magician was the numerical value. If Ash used a wooden stick, then he thought the Lord probably used the Ultimate Musou Wooden Stick +13.

However, the gods did not use wooden sticks, or even star destroyers, they simply bounced the planets for fun!

What exactly is the concept of using the secret realm of the world as a weapon?

From the Flowing Gold River and the Wishing Well, it can be seen that the Secret World is actually a collection of cognitive concepts, and may even be the source of a certain school of magic. Without a master, the Secret World was already a headache for magicians. Now that it is controlled by the Lord of Gods, Ash and his friends have seen to what extent the most powerful and corrupt magicians can desecrate and trample on the world.

When hell dissipated, the new sky composed of the sea of ​​blood, the black curtain, the earth's core, the tree canopy, and the Milky Way completely replaced the starry sky. No introduction was needed. When they looked at different parts of the five-colored sky, they sensed the new laws contained in it.

In the sea of ​​blood, the body is discontinuous. The head, shoulders, arms, hands, chest, waist, thighs, calves, fingers, toes... all the parts you can control will become independent pieces. No matter who tries to cross the sea of ​​blood, both the soul and the body will instantly disintegrate into countless pieces.

Behind the scenes, thinking is discontinuous. The two seconds in your consciousness may be two hours or two microseconds in reality.

At the center of the earth, there is a limit to displacement. No matter how fast you are or how long it takes you, you can only get infinitely close to the limit distance of one hundred steps.

In the tree canopy, memory does not exist. Every second is a new self, and every moment is a newborn baby.

In the Milky Way, light has a rest mass, and any object trapped in the Milky Way becomes a prisoner of light.

The new laws written by the Lord God are like the truth that permeates the secret realm, and all physical laws give way to the new laws. There is no such concept as resistance to the laws, just like you can't turn off the sun or turn back time, you can only continue to exist according to the new laws.

The creatures living in the painting can only adapt to the material of the drawing paper, be limited by the size of the drawing paper, and present the color of the brush.

Therefore, Ash knew that they had no chance, and it would be meaningless even if he could summon Soul Heaven again.

Now, what blocks the stars inside and outside is not only the five-colored sky, but also the five-fold laws. Since the gods specially wrote these five-fold laws, it means that they are sure that the source angels cannot cross the five-fold law blockade.

He knew that this was just a gamble, and should have understood that it was all wishful thinking, success was the blessing of fate, and failure was natural. However, however.

Ash took a deep breath, but his chest still ached and throbbed, almost suffocating him. After a few seconds, he couldn't hold it back any longer, so he turned around and hugged Fili and Nia in his arms. The three of them collapsed on the ground together, lowering their heads between them, their shoulders trembling slightly.

Fili's tears also fell, her face full of reluctance and loss, but she stopped crying with shallow and rapid breathing, and patted Ash's back gently, trying to encourage him with a smile, but her voice couldn't help but be tearful: "We all did a good job."

Nia hugged them and stroked their heads with her hands, smiling more gently than she had in any previous second.

Bang! Igula turned his back to them and punched the wall, his expression obscured by his drooping blond hair. Harvey sighed and reached out to pat the fraudster on the shoulder.

"Vichy..." Ash said in a low voice, showing the most humble attitude towards his most hated enemy: "I beg you..."

"I am the Ghost Prophet, a mere demigod who has fallen into the mortal world." Wei Xi said bitterly, "I even had such a hard time fighting against the arrangements left by the Star Lord. Now the five gods have joined forces. Even in my prime, I can only pray that they don't notice me."

"Every journey has an end." Harvey said calmly: "You have to get used to goodbye forever."

"Really..." Ash lowered his head and took a breath: "Is there no other way..."

"have."

Igula turned to look at them: "The last angel hunt."

"Strive for the legacy of the source angel, achieve supremacy, and rule the stars!" The Trickster said word by word: "When you become the king of kings, your orders will determine the fate of the world!"

"We've come back to the starting point after so many twists and turns? I don't mind that." Weishi said, "But let's not talk about competing with other demons. The more important issue is that we are not in Jiashi now."

"The first three angel hunts were all near Jiashi. Even if we rush back immediately, it will be too late. The Starry Lord will definitely launch the last angel hunt today." She sighed, "We can only be spectators and watch them decide the final winner and hold the supreme scepter."

"unless……"

"Unless, the Source Angel is right beside you."

Ash was startled and slowly turned his head to look in the direction of the speaker.

Even though she saw hell coming, her salvation plan completely failed, and the stars were once again blocked, Rose still sat calmly in her seat.

Ash was not surprised. Rose had always been a person without sadness, joy, desire or demand. She seemed to care about nothing. The world and herself were all trivial matters to her. She just came here to experience life and watch the joys and sorrows of life with a cold eye.

But at this moment, Rose was staring at Ash blankly.

Strange light patterns appeared on her body, like a disappearing firefly. Various phantoms gradually appeared around her. The sea of ​​blood submerged her calves, the black curtain covered her eyes, the center of the earth buried her hands, the tree canopy covered her, and the Milky Way enveloped her body.

"Ash, I..." She whispered, "I feel so uncomfortable..."

boom!

The most blazing primordial light burst out from Rose's body, and the flames penetrated the sky and earth. She was fixed in place by the wandering phantom, and the power of the source angel was condensing in the center of her chest, condensing into the supreme holy grail that magicians dream of!