All is one, and one is all.
Ash wanted to refute the idea proposed by the dramatic poet, but rationally he knew that this was indeed the only way. The World Devouring Serpent was not a disaster that fell from the sky, nor was it an enemy from the back of the world. It represented the tendency of all magicians to gather together.
But why does aggregation occur
Is it because all "eight" have fallen, their power has been scattered throughout the world, and the phenomenon of increasing entropy has reached a turning point, so it has spontaneously transformed into order
No, the World-Devouring Serpent appeared when the Supreme Magician stepped into the seventh level of the Void Realm, and "the Supreme Magician" and "the seventh level of the Void Realm" were both key factors. If Ash stayed in the seventh heaven and lay down for the rest of his life, his corresponding Serpent of the End would never appear, just like as long as you don't go to work to make money, you won't encounter a boss who exploits your surplus value.
In other words, the supreme "gravity" of magic is only produced when one enters the seventh level of the Void Realm.
So was it because of the temptation of the virtual heartbeat? No, it was not just the temptation, but also the uncontrollable desire and greed that emerged in his heart when he found that his path could not approach the virtual heartbeat. He wanted to extend his path, wanted to hold the virtual heartbeat in his hand, and the World Devouring Snake only responded to his greed.
Just like he was in the sea of knowledge, the virtual world responded to his thirst and granted him the wings of freedom.
"Eight wings."
Fanxing asked calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, when I become the only magician, I will also condense eight wings, right?"
"Each of our virtual wings originates from a creator life. Silver, gold, rainbow, colorless, knowledge, secret realm, supreme... Our desire for the heartbeat of the virtual realm makes us unable to restrain ourselves from condensing the eighth wing. The "eighth" needed to condense the eighth wing is the magician pool shared by all life."
Ash recalled the eight wings of Ouroboros, and all the clues were finally connected. He murmured: "The World Devouring Snake... Devouring the world is the process of condensing the eight wings!"
"In fact, you only need to expand your relationship to all magicians to understand it." The dramatic poet smiled and said, "The total number of Supreme Holy Grails is fixed, so is there also a limit to the number of Lord Gods?"
"Of course," Ash said immediately, "Secret Realms are necessary to uphold the Kingdom of Heaven. The upper limit of the number of Lord Gods is equal to the upper limit of the number of Secret Realms... Is the number of Secret Realms also fixed?" He realized it halfway through his words.
"Sea of stars?" Fanxing suddenly said a noun.
"That's right." The dramatic poet nodded. "It's just what you think."
He didn't let Ash wait too long, and explained directly: "The secret world "Star Sea" that Fanxing is in charge of now is not inherited, but she cultivated it anew. When she first stepped into the Seventh Heaven to fight the old gods, the Dark Night Lord would rather destroy the Star Sea than give it to her. The Night Lord did not enter the master phase, but the size of the Star Sea she controls is three times the size of Fanxing's current Star Sea. Fanxing has managed the Star Sea for thousands of years but has not been able to reach the level of the Night Lord at the beginning."
"The secret realm is degenerating?" Ash said, then shook his head: "No, it should be... thinning?"
"In the beginning, there were only six secret realms in the world, and each secret realm was as large as your Phase Heaven. But as the secret realms were destroyed again and again, the scale of the secret realms became smaller and smaller, but the number of secret realms increased." The dramatic poet said: "The number of secret realms is infinite, but the total amount of secret realms when the initial states of all secret realms are superimposed is fixed."
"Similarly, the total amount of knowledge, colorless, rainbow, gold, and silver virtual wings is fixed. It's just that there are too many people to share them, and each person gets too little, so you don't even realize that this is a competitive relationship. Only when you have the Supreme Virtual Wings will you realize that you were able to fly with such weak wings in the past."
"Becoming the only magician will not only gather eight wings, but also complete your seven wings. Just like you want to seize each other's supreme holy grail, the Devouring World Serpent is actually helping you to seize other people's virtual wings. After all, how can a true eight-winged magician have disabled virtual wings?" The dramatic poet's voice revealed a hint of yearning: "Eight wings gather, and all things return to the flow. It is unique, perfect, and infinite."
"There will always be someone who becomes an eight-winged magician, there will always be a snake that devours the world." He concluded almost prophetically: "The only thing that can change is the character, the ending cannot be changed."
"Is it my illusion," Ash suddenly asked, "or are you really looking forward to us raising our butcher knives?"
"No." A cold light flashed across Fanxing's eyes: "If you care about the lives of ordinary magicians, you will never tell the truth!"
"It's true that I want to protect ordinary magicians, and it's also true that I expect you to make a choice." The dramatic poet bowed slightly: "Just like a person would think that Lala Fei is cute, but at the same time would ask the chef to add cumin and chili when cooking."
"What I care about is not the survival of the magician community, but whether magicians can add unique colors to this world. Therefore, I will accept your imprisonment in order to protect ordinary magicians, and I will also negotiate with the Void Realm to help you enter heaven."
"That's why I insisted on waiting for you, Mr. Ash, to come before I was willing to tell you the truth. If I had told Fanxing in advance, perhaps everything would have been over."
"No." Fanxing said suddenly.
Ash was silent for a moment, "Do you expect me to stop her?"
"Don't think I'm some shrewd playwright. I just think it's fun to do this." The drama poet said leisurely, "Whether you plan to destroy the world first and then decide the winner, or decide the winner and then destroy the world, or if the stalemate continues and you try to find another way out, it will be an unprecedented grand drama."
"One is a great magician who has stood for countless ages and is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. The other is a miracle figure who is entangled with the cause and effect of the future and rises like a raging storm. There is no one more suitable than you to put an end to the magician civilization. No matter what the plot is, I will watch it with full respect until the end."
"Next, please allow me to return to the audience." The dramatic poet retreated into the solar cage and chained himself, as if he had just run out to take a break and drink a can of beer.
The huge first floor of the virtual world suddenly became so quiet that only three heartbeats remained. At this time, Ash was a little regretful for not listening to Sword Lady. If he had not come to the seventh floor of the virtual world, he would not have to think about these trivial matters concerning the fate of the world. Or the Shura Field, such a big thing, is more suitable for him to worry about at his age.
But this time there was no one to guide him.
There is no death madness.
There are no viewers.
He broke free from all shackles, no one could influence him anymore, and now he could finally decide his own destiny.
It is like the viewer is in Broken Lake Prison.
What a long novice period... Ash looked at the stars and asked, "How do you plan to exterminate the magicians?"
Fanxing glanced at him and said nothing.
"Exterminating magicians sounds easy, but it's actually impossible." Ash continued, "In addition to the various races on earth, the virtual creatures in the virtual world and the heroic commanders of the Time Continent are all intelligent magician creatures. There are also many hidden kingdoms in the Seven Heavens, and new civilizations may have emerged in them. Even if you can only destroy 99% of life, there will always be some magicians who can escape and hide in places you can't reach."
"Only the Serpent of the End can devour the world. Our only way out is to find a way to contain the Serpent of the End. The concept of the Extermination Master's Completion is only a goal that exists only in theory but cannot be achieved at all."
"From now on, let's study how to seal our own 'gravity'." He said: "As long as we can prevent the magician's concept aggregation phenomenon, the Doomsday Snake will naturally not be born. Although this is more difficult, it is at least possible-"
"Collapse." Fanxing said calmly.
"What?"
Fanxing spread out her palms, and a seven-story tower appeared in her palms. From bottom to top, they were silver, gold, rainbow, colorless, gray, pure white, and sea of stars. She pointed to the fifth gray and said, "Conventional methods cannot exterminate all magicians, but your snake Ouroboros has already bitten the six hells to pieces."
Ash's heart moved, and he vaguely realized something.
"The upper and lower layouts of the virtual world are not just for show, but have real meaning." Fanxing bent his fingers and flicked away the gray and white layer like playing with building blocks, but the tower was still safe and sound: "We sealed up hell, but we didn't move it away, we just made it invisible. It's like sealing off one floor of a tall building. No one can enter that floor, but it still performs the task of supporting the building."
"But if," the stars moved the gray layer back and pressed hard against the top of the tower, "Hell collapsed completely under the weight -"
Snap. The cracks in the gray-white layer extended upwards and downwards at the same time, affecting the shear structure of the entire building. As Fanxing continued to exert pressure, the gray-white layer finally broke, causing the four floors below and the upper floor to collapse. Fanxing slapped it hard, creating a hazy starlight.
When she opened her palm, there was nothing inside.
"It is indeed impossible for me to clean every corner of the building carefully," Fanxing said calmly, "but if the whole building collapses, is there any room that can remain unscathed?"
Ash was silent for a moment: "If the Six Hells had not been destroyed by Ouroboros—"
"That virtual world will never collapse." Fanxing said: "For this, we should all thank Ouroboros for what he did. It is both a disaster and an opportunity for this world."
"No."
Ash took a step forward, and in an instant his body was reconstructed by the witch's silk thread, his heart lit up with the light of a silver lamp, his left hand was wrapped around Vichy's chain magic sword, and his right hand tightly grasped the sword girl's ruby sword!
It was as if lava was flowing in his eyes and power was surging in his veins. In an instant, the stars dimmed and he was the only bright and dazzling presence left on the world stage!
A sword flashes across the cold sea of stars!
The extremely gorgeous blood sea sword wave bent into an arc like a bowstring, like a chain wrapped around and blocking all the avoidance directions of the stars. The resentful and sinister sword light could even strangle the starlight!
Red and purple·Locking the Moon and Shattered Lake!
"You should resent the chance Ouroboros left."
Ash spread his virtual wings at will, and after perfectly sharing the virtual wings of the queens, his six virtual wings became incredibly large. When stretched to their full extent, they seemed to be able to cover the entire sea of stars. They were grand, solemn, and divinely authoritative. However, his supreme virtual wings were like the tail of a devil, as sharp as a sword and as colorful as poison.
His appearance is a combination of the sword lady's war-crazy, the witch's sadism, the silver lantern's scheming, and the ghost's violent and violent characteristics. Their madness, poison, evil, and evil are perfectly unified in him. Normally, even if Ash doesn't become a madman, he will become a big devil, but his eyes are clear and bright, and his expression is calm, just like Lala Fei walking by the lake, suddenly looking up and bathing in the starlight.
Rather than saying that he is the supreme master of magic, it is better to say that he is a monster. Light and darkness, good and evil, boy and girl, god and devil, he is a mixture of all kinds of different factors, as if he contains all possible colorful colors.
"Since you really have the ability to destroy the virtual world," Ash looked up at the stars entangled in starlight, "then you can only die."