A voice cried out: "Enter this hall! You must abide by the rules—otherwise, all of you shall die! Not merely you, but the entire Palace of Versailles, no—entire Paris, entire France! The whole world shall be destroyed!" How terrifying! The three women looked up—wow! A man in black gazed at them with sharp intensity. "No! We won't! We are innocent! Even if we die, we will not!" In their hearts, only clarity shone—never would they surrender their innocence to others. "Gargh! Gargh!" The man in black wore a black robe, with black wings trailing behind him. A grim skeleton face emerged on his countenance, revealing sharp, predatory teeth. He laughed wildly in the air, his eyes blazing with deadly light, and from the sky, he hurled something toward them. The three women saw, before them, a mirror spanning the height of a person, its frame inscribed with the words: "Louis Alphonse, 1743." The three beautiful women felt curious. Yu Die rushed forward, but Dong Jiao suddenly pulled her hand tightly from behind, saying, "Don't go! Look! That bat!" Both Yu Die and Zhang Yu Ping turned to see, their faces filled with fear. Indeed, as the bat approached the mirror, it suddenly plummeted from the sky and landed right at the feet of the three women. The bat bled out from its brain and died. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" The black ghost laughed, gazing at the three women with a lecherly smile, "If you don't follow my instructions, the bat's fate will be yours!" "Murderous Mirror! A creature from the magical realm! We must run!" Dong Jiao, a clever girl, quickly found an important piece of information in her notebook and finally realized—it was the very magical mirror once famously rumored in legend. This 250-year-old "magic mirror" in France has already claimed the lives of 38 people since its inception. Anyone who gazes into the mirror dies from a massive cerebral hemorrhage, yet the true cause of this mysterious phenomenon remains unexplained. Recently, Russian scientists have proposed a novel explanation: the mirror may be harboring a form of energy that has accumulated over several centuries, and it is precisely the release of this energy that leads to death. While such an event might have been understandable in the context of witchcraft during the 15th century, it occurs unexpectedly in the late 20th century—a period renowned for its rationality. In 1997, the French Society of Antiquarian Collectors unexpectedly convened a press conference for journalists from Paris' major newspapers, issuing a remarkable warning: antique collectors should absolutely avoid purchasing a mirror that is 250 years old, as it is a "magic mirror" capable of killing its viewers. According to the spokesperson, the frame of this "magic mirror" bears the inscription "Louis Alphée 1743." Anyone who gazes into the mirror will suffer a massive cerebral hemorrhage and die. Over its 250-year history, this "magic mirror" has claimed the lives of 38 people. As early as the Middle Ages, many scholars believed that mirrors resembled magnets, possessing a powerful attraction. They believed the mirror could absorb toxic vapors, which would gradually accumulate on its surface. It might precisely be for this reason that Europeans still hold a superstition: during illness, patients should avoid looking at mirrors, as the toxic substances exhaled by the sick accumulate on the mirror's surface and evaporate into the air, potentially harming healthy individuals who inhale them. Clearly, however, the "murdering mirror" does not kill people because of the toxic chemical deposits that accumulate on its surface. Even if such deposits exist, they can be easily removed by simply rinsing the mirror with water—the "murdering mirror" has undoubtedly been cleaned countless times over the centuries. Thus, Russian scientists believe that the more crucial factor is that mirrors not only absorb tangible chemical substances but also capture intangible "information" energy. No matter how many times they are cleaned, these "information" elements remain unremoved. In other words, mirrors possess a certain memory capacity. As the three women tried to escape, the black specter had already swiftly materialized before them, revealing a fierce face and blowing a breath toward them. Instantly, they felt dizziness. Their bodies lost balance, and their consciousness slipped out of control, guiding them toward a pool of black water. "Ha! Ha! As soon as you step into the pool and receive my sacred black water baptism, you'll become my vassal women! I'll make you wander freely with me throughout the black world, fulfilling my grand ambition to unify the entire black realm!" The black specter laughed wildly. The three women's consciousnesses were now completely under the control of the specter, yet as they attempted to enter the pool, a sharp blade suddenly blocked their way. The women halted. It was Gao Liang! Though their consciousness had been partially influenced by the black specter, they recognized this distinguished man before them. "Husband! Where have you been? We've been searching all over for you!" "Dong Jiao, Zhang Yu Ping, and Yu Die spoke in unison. Gao Liang said nothing, merely offered them a polite smile of apology, then firmly faced the black specter with courage: "Satan! I, as the sovereign of the universe, command you! Do not move my women! Otherwise, only death awaits you!" "Ha ha ha! With you? Hmph! How presumptuous! I was once a six-winged angel at God's side—do you truly believe you have the strength to stand against me?" Gao Liang displayed an expression of unyielding determination, addressing Satan: "Satan, God sent you to bring temptation to humanity. Yet you fell, becoming a devil—opposing the light and embodying darkness itself. If you are willing to repent, I shall grant you this chance. But if you remain resolute in your refusal, then your fate shall be death!" Gao Liang's words carried immense weight. The three women were utterly astonished to find that the very black specter before them was none other than the legendary fallen angel—the true king of darkness, Satan himself. It's no wonder how terrifying—this Dark King, Satan, could utterly destroy the entire world. With just the lives of these three people in his hands, it felt as easy to control as playing with a kite. Satan laughed wildly, declaring, "Throughout the entire universe, no one dares to challenge me except the true God! I am the King of the World! This world is entirely under my command!" As he spoke, he lifted the magical mirror and directed its light toward the bright illumination. Before Dong Jiao, Zhang Yuping, and Yu Di could even shout, "Husband, please step back!" the deadly mirror beam struck high brightness directly. "Ah!" A heavy flow of blood poured from high brightness's head, and he collapsed to the ground, motionless. "Hah! I know—you are the God-Warrior, Gao Liang! But you are no match for me!" Satan then stepped down and planted his foot firmly on high brightness's back.