"You can't do it."
Ash's voice was gentle, but his tone was hard as iron. "Hell Secret Poison isn't that easy to crack. In another half hour, everyone in this world who knows about Hell Secret Poison will have vanished. As long as I don't want you to, you won't be able to chase me to hell."
"I originally wanted to spend half a month slowly convincing you, but unfortunately, my plans always fail." Ash laughed at himself. "I can't guarantee I'll be able to protect you in hell too. I can only guarantee I won't drag you into hell."
"I don't need you to protect me!" Sonia immediately said.
"But I need it." Ash leaned close to her and kissed her earlobe. "That kind of fate where I can never catch up no matter what—I can't endure it a second time. Even if you hate me, resent me, loathe me, I still want you to live well in reality. Just thinking that you'll be able to run wild and do whatever you want in reality makes me happy."
"This should be the last time I make a decision for you on my own," he said with a soft laugh. "Who told you I'm a selfish man too?"
No matter how much Sonia and Diya argued, Ash would never let them come along. Not just because of the difficulty of the Hell Trial, but even more because hell, to Ash, was an endless war.
His Supreme Void Wing, his Soul Heaven—both were temptations no Demigod Arcanist could resist. You could tell from someone like Vishy that even if other demigods weren't as insane as Vishy, they were definitely a pack of bottomless thieves. From the moment he stepped into hell, everything he saw would be Ash's enemy.
Not to mention