Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 160
byThe black book floated motionless.
Faces appeared in the void around the book.
They constantly disappeared and reappeared, their faces filled with twisted murderous intent, all staring at Shen Ye with a look of longing.
It was as if they would tear apart all enemies with just one command.
Shen Ye was stunned.
Time had frozen.
Shen Ye looked at the twin gods in mid-air.
—They were fixed in place.
If he attacked them at this moment—
Wouldn’t they be utterly defenseless?
…The power of Mictetikasiwa, Lord of the Underworld, was so immense, who could have defeated her?
Shen Ye banished his thoughts and placed his hand on the cover of the book.
頓時一道道明悟浮现在他心头。
He naturally understood everything about this spell, and could even activate it.
In an instant.
Everything around him returned to normal.
The starry spear pierced through the giant fireball, striking the faceless giant snake.
The fireball, however, seemed undamaged, trailing a tail of flames at an incredible speed through the sky, heading straight for the orc god’s body.
Boom!!!
Flames scattered.
Stars dispersed across the sky.
Both sides were severely wounded.
Shen Ye cried out:
“Now’s the time!”
He directly activated his Diva skill—
Dazzling Opening!
The black book vibrated suddenly, and tiny glowing words immediately appeared:
“This is an extremely rare situation.”
“Because the deity you summoned is too powerful, even incredibly powerful, and has actively paid all costs for you, you can transcend your power level and unleash this fusion divine skill—”
“Necrolord’s Dazzling Opening: Hundreds of Hands of Hell’s Gate!”
Whispering gray light spread out from Shen Ye like a hurricane.
It was about to begin.
Although everything was ready—
Activating the entire offensive spell still required Shen Ye’s full effort.
He placed his hand on the black book and roared loudly:
“Ahhhhhhh—Feilun, like you, I truly hate 996!!!”
At his declaration, the gray light rapidly spread, completely covering everything in all directions.
In mid-air.
The orc god’s body immediately reacted.
The faceless giant snake endured the pain of its broken body being pierced and turned towards Shen Ye.
“Just noticed? It’s too late.”
Mictetikasiwa, Lord of the Underworld, stepped on Shen Ye’s shoulder with one foot, speaking in a tone that suggested she was enjoying the show.
An anomaly suddenly occurred—
The earth turned into total darkness, then was instantly burned away by towering flames.
Except for where Shen Ye stood, everything else vanished, becoming a bottomless abyss of fire.
If one strained to look towards the end of that abyss, they would see that its bottom was a fiery red cast-iron ground.
Innumerable ghouls, undead souls, and corpses, either standing or lying in this fiery hell, screamed and wailed in unison.
“Undead Divine Skill!”
The Great Chieftain’s trembling voice echoed from within the orc god’s body.
In an instant.
All the beings in hell saw the two divine bodies in the sky.
They gathered together like mad, piling up into mountains at a visible speed.
Mountains of corpses soared into the sky.
Rumble—
Thousands of colossal mountains of corpses, made of the dead, grew larger and larger, reaching the very limits of the heavens, dwarfing the two divine bodies like mere stones.
What a magnificent and bizarre sight this was!
Shen Ye stretched out a hand, pointing at
the sky, and roared:
“—Friends, let me see your hands! Let’s all dance!”
The colossal mountains of corpses, as vast as Sumeru, began to writhe quickly and wildly at his command.
They transformed into giant hands, dancing incessantly in mid-air, and in just a few movements, they grabbed the two divine bodies and tore them apart at will.
Tear.
Tear, tear, tear, tear—
Blood splattered.
Hell received a crimson baptism.
Shredded flesh and bones sank, snatched by unseen monsters lurking in the shadows.
All the undead souls let out cheers.
Heaven and earth were like a prison.
Shen Ye clenched his fists, raised them high in the air, and shouted:
“Thank you for your love, see you again!”
In an instant.
The real hell transformed into layers of dim gray light, rapidly gathering and merging into the black book.
The long and immense hands of hell were also entirely absorbed into the black book.
Hell was gone.
The undead souls were gone.
The burning-red cast iron abyss also vanished without a trace.
Within the ruined Thunder Fortress, the two divine bodies were no longer to be seen.
Not even a single orc in the fortress had survived.
“Is this the power of a god?”
Shen Ye sighed.
“Just an appetizer, young man. Now I know why Feilun chose you,” said Mictetikasiwa, the Lord of the Underworld.
“Thank you for the compliment, madam.”
Shen Ye smiled, and said politely.
—In the past, this would have been a good friend’s mother, deserving of respect.
Mictetikasiwa, the Lord of the Underworld, nodded slightly and said softly:
“Your time is running out. Come to see me in hell sooner rather than later, or else you will have no choice but to meet me there.”
“Take care of Feilun for me; it’s still too naive in its ways.”
“Understood, madam,” Shen Ye said.
“Mother…” The Big Skeleton seemed to want to say something but ultimately closed its mouth.
“That move just now was called Hundreds of Hands of Hell’s Gate. You need to thoroughly comprehend it—it’s an undead soul technique I observed and gained enlightenment from in hell for a long time, only recently completing it,” Mictetikasiwa, the Lord of the Underworld, said.
“Yes, Mother,” the Big Skeleton replied.
Rumble—
The ground split open, revealing a fiery path of wind and fire.
Mictetikasiwa, the Lord of the Underworld, dropped from Shen Ye’s shoulder and slowly walked along this path into the depths of hell.
Her voice echoed continuously:
“Hell is no longer the hell it used to be.”
“Now it is a true jungle, where every soul is being hunted.”
“You will face endless battles.”
“—Be fully prepared before you come to me again.”
The wind howled like a roar, and the flames blazed.
Her voice gradually became drowned out, and her figure was slowly swallowed by the fire, no longer visible.
The ground closed.
Shen Ye looked around, feeling a slight melancholy.
Thunder Fortress—
It no longer existed after the war of the Three Gods.
Thus, the Great Chieftain’s ideals and authority should have vanished into thin air as well.
“We should go too—we need to check on the situation at Hongyin Temple immediately.”
Shen Ye said.
“Let’s go then,” the Big Skeleton said.
As the two were about to leave, a voice suddenly rang out from not far away:
“Please wait!”
Shen Ye looked back.
He saw a strange-looking orc walking towards him.
“Rare, this is a centaur, an elf of the earth that can communicate with the Earth Mother, guarding the fundamental secrets of the world. It is a demigod race of orcs that rarely appears in the world.”
The Big Skeleton spoke quickly.
“She’s too tall…” Shen Ye muttered.
—The woman with a horse’s body, or rather, a horse with a woman’s upper body, was about 4 meters tall.
A pair of heavy greatswords hung on either side of her horse body.
Yet, her steps were light and nimble, and she quickly arrived in front of Shen Ye.
Shen Ye said, “And you are?”
“I am Karla—Originally, I sensed the earth’s weeping and came to subjugate the chieftain who killed all the earth priests, but you beat me to it.”
The centaur explained the situation in one sentence.
Meeting Shen Ye’s upward gaze, her figure flickered, and she suddenly transformed into a humanoid elf.
—Even so, she was still about 1.9 meters tall.
“I am Baxley, the Undead Diva. How may I help you?”
Shen Ye, adopting the demeanor of a vampire diva, asked.
“The wicked Great Chieftain is dead. The orc tribe needs to rebuild its faith and elect a new shaman. I will lead the orc tribe to retreat to our ancestral lands and temporarily cease participating in the continent’s struggles for supremacy.”
“Shaman… I remember shamans don’t advocate for 996.” Shen Ye said.
Karla paused and asked:
“What about you? Why did you kill the Chieftain?”
“Because he did 996! The whole continent was doing 996 because of him, how else could anyone live?” Shen Ye said.
Karla smiled slightly: “He was the first chieftain to enforce 996, and the first ruler to turn orcs into slaves, which is truly disgusting.”
“So, what are the shamans seeking?” Shen Ye asked.
“In fact, we have never implemented slavery—under the leadership of the shamans, the orcs are meant to live freely in the world, appreciate the beauty of life, and live in peace with the world.” Karla said.
“Not to forge battleaxes?”
“Of course not—Mother Earth provides all the ‘earthly’ power for the orcs, not for them to forge battleaxes.”
Karla didn’t say any more.
Shen Ye didn’t feel it was appropriate to press further.
In fact, he was very curious about who “Mother Earth” actually was.
Was there truly such an being, or was it just an excuse used by the shamans to deceive the orc tribe, much like “in the name of freedom and democracy”?
Karla changed the subject:
“You did well. Please give me the Archpriest’s equipment. It contains the Earth Mother’s recognition of our orc tribe and is an important token.”
“I know it’s a bit impolite to ask for something right away, so—”
She whispered a spell.
The ground vibrated slightly, and a golden mist detached from the surface, floating in her hand.
This was like the earth and she had reached some kind of resonance, thus releasing an incomprehensible power.
Karla raised her hand, displaying the swirling golden mist:
“This is the Earth’s blessing, which can remove some restraints on you and give you a comprehensive improvement. How about exchanging it for our orc Archpriest’s set?”
“Give it to her!” The Big Skeleton excitedly transmitted telepathically, “That set is just a pile of gold to us, but the Earth’s blessing is an extremely rare and valuable item!”
“Quick! Quick! Even a second of hesitation is disrespectful to the Earth Mother!”
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