"So, what are you waiting for?"

Ash loosened his hands from the steering wheel and let them hang down limply. He was also very tired. When he tortured Amilo countless times, Amilo also broke all his bones bit by bit. Several broken ribs had already pierced into his lungs. After enduring so much cold rain and hail for so long, even the blood that flowed out was cold. He would fall asleep at any time if his head tilted.

If it weren't for Tamashi teaching him those inhuman skills that only monsters can master, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now. So he was very glad that he met the Black Crow, not only because she taught him those skills, but also because she showed Ash that in the face of fate, the weak can not only escape and endure, but also defy all the judgments of the world like monsters.

When a magician loses all his miracles, he can only choose to become a monster whose blood is cold.

But the monster will not sleep peacefully and can only die roaring on the way to charge.

Sticky blood dripped from his fingers onto the hilt. Ash raised his head and looked at the stars, but his eyes were so arrogant that it seemed as if he was looking down. "The Supreme Holy Grail is in your hands, and what lies before you is just a life as humble as dust. No one can stop you from reaching a higher peak."

"No, there are."

Unexpectedly, Fanxing slowly shook her head and said, "I still need to complete one more thing to eliminate all accidents and make the Supreme Holy Grail completely belong to me."

Ash's fingers gently fell on the hilt as if playing the piano, until he held it in his hand. It was great to have two swords, one to save life and the other to die.

"Through studying the Fate Faction, my biggest feeling is that the weak fear the consequences, while the strong fear the causes. Instead of waiting for the bad consequences to appear before remedying them, it is better to establish good relationships from the beginning and guide the flow of fate." Fanxing said: "I never owe others, nor will I let others owe me. What I want, I will definitely pay for it."

"Just now, Fili helped you get the Holy Grail, so fate was on her side. Now that I want to take your Holy Grail away, fate will naturally be on the opposite side of me."

"I need you to give me the Holy Grail sincerely," said Fanxing, "so that I can ascend to the High Throne as I am destined to."

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Ash said expressionlessly, "You can drink it now."

"Ash Hiss, I hope you cherish it, because this is your only chance to change your own ending." Fanxing swung her legs gently and raised her chin to look down at him:

"I invite you to be my only companion."

Ash raised his eyebrows and looked at her calmly. After a long while, a contemptuous laugh came out of his throat: "Ah?"

"My supreme throne will be shared with you. You will manage everything in the world on my behalf and hold the scepter that governs all living beings. I will help you raise your soul to heaven and complete your six wings. I am the supreme master of magic, and you are the king standing at the top of the world."

"Below the Supreme Being, above fate."

"From now on, all the ups and downs and all the sufferings have nothing to do with you. What you like is good, and what you hate is evil. The whole world will work as you wish."

"The gazes of the Four Pillars and the various threats from the Soul Heaven will no longer bother you." Fanxing held the Holy Grail in one hand and reached out to Ash with the other: "This is my promise to you. As long as you become the Supreme Companion, all problems will be solved."

"All you have to do is stand by my side, and then you will get the whole world."

Ash stared blankly at the proud girl sitting in the carriage in front of him, and saw that the starlight in her eyes was not fake at all, and realized that she was actually serious. The corners of his mouth curled up little by little, and his lips trembled as if he was trying to hold back, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing so hard that tears came out, and laughing so hard that he was out of breath.

Facing the king surrounded by stars, he had no courage to equip himself with except laughter.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed sincerely: "But do you need to sacrifice so much? Wouldn't you feel wronged to become the woman of a man like me? Even if you are a God Lord, you should cherish your own happiness, right?"

When Ash laughed, Fanxing's expression was already cold as a cicada, and she even retracted her outstretched hand. But when she heard Ash's question, she raised her eyebrows, like ink dyed on water, snow falling on plum branches, like a white deer crossing the snow, the gorgeous starlight flickered and became agile, and even the wind and rain hitting Ash's face became gentle.

"No, I'm not wronged." She said calmly, "Don't belittle yourself. In terms of status, you are the only one in the world who can stand by my side. Even other gods are inferior to you. Your soul kingdom has the potential to become the first kingdom. Even without my help, when you successfully raise the kingdom, you will be the best god and surpass all heavens."

"Potential that cannot be fulfilled is equivalent to powerlessness." Ash said self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, your fate will be more difficult than you think. The Four Pillar Gods are still here, and Hell and Heaven have noticed you. This is the fate of every God Lord, either becoming a tomb of the old era, or becoming a nightmare of the new era, rising in war and plundering in chaos."

"Every new king's flag must be dyed red with the blood of his traitors."

"So I want to help you overcome all these hardships." Fanxing said, "This is also Fili's wish."

Ash's face turned cold, "What do you mean?"

"What she worries about most is the risk you take to save the world." Fanxing said calmly, "What she feels most guilty about is not being able to persuade you to give up that night on the cable car. When she found out that she was going to die soon, she had many regrets in her heart, but the biggest regret was that she couldn't continue to fight alongside you."

"Because you have accompanied her through this journey, but she has not been able to accompany you through the rest of your life."

"She felt that she had let you down," Fanxing said, "so I helped her pay it back."

The veins on Ash's hand holding the sword popped out. His lips trembled and he said in a hoarse voice, "Why do you say that... as if you care so much about Fili's feelings. She is just an insignificant tool of yours, a phantom that you can use and throw away once you're done."

"But she is also me." Fanxing said, "Have you forgotten what I said just now? What I fear most is mutual default. Since you think I stole a girl from you, then I will give you a girl back."

"If this is what you wish for, then I am Fili in front of you, a real Fili."

Ash stared at her blankly. He heard his own voice, so distant that it sounded like the reverberation from the folds of his soul: "What are you talking about?"

"She will follow you to the magician kingdom like a tail, watch you work intently, remember everything you say, share all her feelings with you, and even make her laugh when you eat like a squirrel, as if you are her whole world. She will still be jealous and sulky, but she will forgive you if you coax her. She also has some vulgar little tricks that can be seen through at a glance, but she can usually deceive you because she wants to prove her independence, but also wants you to hold her in your hands."

"When I'm with you, I'm Fili. At other times, Fili is me." Fanxing lowered her eyelids, "All your promises can be fulfilled, and all your regrets can be made up for."

"You've already missed it once. Now, I'll give you another chance."

Ash couldn't laugh this time. He couldn't even hear his own heartbeat. A deep feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed him. He had never experienced this feeling before, when he was escaping from the transport ship in Shattered Lake, on the way out of the Isu Palace, or in the underground of the Spiral of Silence. Because the cruel reality was right in front of him, the only thing he could do was to defend his remaining dignity with all his might.

When he really encountered "One More Chance", he only felt the absurdity of being played by miracles. Fili tried so hard to reach out and grasp the future, even putting her head under the scythe of the god of death, because she was too weak, and only by giving everything could she be qualified to participate in the gamble of fate. As a result, everything she had turned into a gift in the hands of the Lord of God in an instant, used to exchange for the chips of the Supreme Holy Grail.

He had no doubt about Fanxing's ability. She could definitely revive Fili in the true sense, and only she could revive Fili. This was his best chance to save Fili, not to mention that Fanxing would give Fili the whole world as her dowry. If Igula and Vichy were here, they would definitely agree to it.

How ridiculous, no matter how much the Goddess did to you, she could always give you an offer you couldn't refuse. Because you are only a human being, not a monster.

Now it's Ash's turn to answer - how much is he willing to pay for his own justice?

"Where are the stars and Rose?" he asked softly.

Fanxing restrained her expression, looked at Ash coldly, and replied: "I only owe you a girl."

Ash took a deep breath and then let it out. The sound returned, the wind and rain returned, and even his aching body returned. He returned to this rainy night where even the air was cold.

He had no miracle, no virtual wings, he had nothing, but he still had his last breath.

"I am a magician."

He spoke word by word: "A greedy magician."

"You don't want to give me anything back, even the girl is only willing to give me an illusion that you can break at any time. Is that enough?"

“Never enough!”

Ash stood up from the car, not hiding the sword in his right hand. At this moment, he finally looked at Fanxing at eye level. Fili's resurrection was just wishful thinking. Unless she could be separated from Fanxing, Fili would always be just Fanxing's touch, a paper man who lived only to satisfy Ash's fantasy, a mask that Fanxing used to deal with him.

She was born as a tragedy, and must not be reborn as a tragedy!

"Perhaps the ending has already been determined, but I will never give up unless I try." He said coldly: "The Holy Grail is in your hands, and I have weapons in my hands!"

"The Holy Grail is mine, and Fili is mine too!" Ash growled, "I will take back everything I lost!"

"If a magician can't perform miracles, it's meaningless!"

He also wanted to live a mediocre life accepting charity, but he was on the battlefield and he no longer had the qualifications to pretend to be ignorant. He could only continue to chase Fili's phantom and defend their common beliefs!

"Yeah……"

The stars closed their eyes, the starlight surrounding her faded, and even the Milky Way on her body became dim.

When she opened her eyes, the grandeur and solemnity contained in her pupils shocked the cold rain and hail. Every starlight in the meteoric sky supported her majesty. The carriage she was sitting in turned into a throne, and even her legs hanging in the air seemed to be stepping on all living beings.

"bring it on."

When Ash leaped up, the strong recoil caused the fastest oracle comet among the stars to completely explode and fall apart. A flash of sword light pierced through the roar of fireworks, dazzling like a supernova that desecrated the starry sky!